Chapter 464: Excalibur Puppet

With a flick of the long sword, the puppet flew up, revealing the back side without words.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, Chang Sun Jing only saw the sword moving like a dragon and dancing with a shadow. With his eyesight, he could only barely catch the tip of the sword, and could not see the whole picture of the change.

In a short period of time, he felt the heavy and heavy, fast and slow, virtual and real, and other layers of charm, which were laid out layer by layer without any mess.

When the long sword was retracted, the puppet just returned to the box, and the back was facing the sky, with black hair, and sixteen words engraved on it:

"I dare not forget the kindness of your guidance, and I will write my will with the sword to discuss the beginning of the Tao."

Chang Sun Jing looked at it very attentively. Each stroke seemed to be casual, unrestrained and elegant, heavy or light, rough or delicate, ancient or clever, showing the charm of swordsmanship, but it seemed to be too deliberate, showing too much, each stroke was different, and did not follow the structure between words, and it was messy.

But if you take your eyes off the details and look at the whole, you will feel that they are all integrated, as if they were made by nature. You can't find any inappropriate strokes and structures. The sword is round and tolerant!

If the Sword Emperor's letter of challenge is a lotus flower emerging from clear water, and the chess is played in the ordinary, then the reply of the Shocking Sword is a peerless beauty dressed up exquisitely, who does not lose her beauty because of heavy makeup, but instead highlights the sense of surprise.

If you want to compare the West Lake to Xi Shi, heavy makeup and light makeup are always suitable!

"Another "peerless swordsmanship"..." Changsun Jing sighed again.

The Ruyi monk's eyes were similar to his, focused on the puppet: "If a beginner in swordsmanship gets this puppet and studies it day and night, he will be able to comprehend the powerful swordsmanship, which should be one of the rare books in the martial arts world."

In the eyes of a connoisseur like him, these thirty characters contain the understanding of swordsmanship by the Sword Emperor and the Shocking God Sword, and interpret the most basic, fundamental and most charming changes as strokes. Each character hides a move that is perfect to the peak. The first fourteen and the last sixteen are connected into a set of seamless swordsmanship, just like a dragon coming to life, soaring into the sky, like a strange cloud, and a gorgeous starry night!

For the Sword Emperor and the Shocking God Sword, this may only be the result of their sword fighting in the air, but for people other than the Grand Master, these are two sets of peerless swordsmanship that can cause bloody storms in the martial arts world. How much you can comprehend from them depends on your personal qualifications or understanding of swordsmanship!

Chang Sun Jing was a true warrior, trying to remember every stroke and every flavor. It took him a long time to look away, and he felt the excitement of witnessing a legend in the martial arts world: "Even if this 'Divine Sword Puppet' cannot compare to the great books in the future, it is probably not much inferior. Getting it is equivalent to getting two sword techniques that are outstanding, enough to create a sect that can be passed down for many generations."

In shock and admiration, he forgot that the person in question was right next to him. Too explicit praise would make people embarrassed and feel that it was flattery. He named the puppet "Divine Sword Puppet" on his own. If it was not just a sword technique without the key points of cultivation, he would probably call this puppet the same as the great books.

"Amitabha, good, good." Ruyi Monk had no more extra words to say.

Meng Qi listened with a smile, and did not interrupt the conversation between Chang Sun Jing and Ruyi Monk at all. He did not order the imperial army general to give the puppet to the Sword Emperor until they calmed down.

After leaving the courtyard, the general walked towards the imperial city. As he walked, he suddenly turned to a secluded place.

He was not deaf. How could he not have heard the conversation between Changsun Jing and Ruyi Monk just now?

Moreover, he could become a general of the imperial army, so his martial arts skills were also good, and he had some vision!

"Peerless swordsmanship, two sets of peerless swordsmanship..." His breathing became rapid. Although he had long stagnated and his body was decaying, and he was past the age of making another breakthrough, he had children, so how could he not consider his children and grandchildren?

With these two sets of swordsmanship, even if he did not have the corresponding level of internal skills, it would be enough to dominate the world. If he could have some adventures and make up for his shortcomings, he might be invincible under the Grandmaster, and even have the hope of entering the realm of the Demon Queen and others!

At that time, whether he founded a sect or became a powerful family, it would be a matter of honor for the family!

He rushed back home, took the corresponding things, and printed the thirty words on the puppet on the white silk. Although this lost a lot of the original charm, he didn't dare to take the puppet directly or forge it himself. After all, the Sword Emperor's vision was so sharp, he could only make do with it. Anyway, if he could get 70% to 80% of the magic, he would be considered to have picked up a treasure!

After the printing, he thought about it and approved next to the first fourteen words: "Zhenxie Sword Technique."

It means that the Sword Emperor is shocking the evil spirits.

The next sixteen words are easier to name, and he directly wrote: "Jingshen Sword Technique".

When naming, he felt that he had participated in history, as if his family would prosper from then on, and when future generations studied swordsmanship, they would see the handwriting of their ancestor and be grateful to him.

What he didn't expect was that the "Divine Sword Puppet" and the two sets of swordsmanship of "Zhenxie" and "Jingshen" would cause many storms in the future, creating a famous person in the world.

After the rubbing was completed, he removed the traces of the rubbing on the puppet, left home in a hurry, and returned to the palace to report.

The old and decayed Sword Emperor knelt on the ground with a long sword in front of him. He took the puppet and looked at Meng Qi's response carefully, which made the general of the Imperial Army sweat on his forehead. No matter how careful he was, there would always be some stains after the rubbing!

He originally thought that the Sword Emperor would just look at the response and put the puppet down, just like the "Shocking God Sword", so he was so bold that he copied it in advance, but he didn't expect the Sword Emperor to look at it so carefully.

"In just five years, he has come to this point. No wonder I dreamed of fighting him..." The Sword Emperor glanced at the general of the Imperial Guards and said nothing. He handed the puppet to his young apprentice, "Chengtian Sword" Song Ming.

Before Meng Qi killed the Living Buddha, he seemed to have made up his mind to fight Meng Qi!

"Maybe it was the pull of the Qi in the dark." Song Ming laughed softly.

The Sword Emperor shook his head, as if there was something he had not revealed.

Song Ming was about to ask again, but suddenly he said "Huh", his eyes focused on the puppet, and his instinct as a swordsman made him look at it infatuatedly.

"This is the essence of my swordsmanship and the 'Shocking God Sword'. If you study it carefully, you will gain something. I have never written down any book or secret manual, so I will pass it on through this puppet." As the Sword Emperor spoke, there seemed to be a sound of sword energy in the air, whooshing continuously. Tiny holes appeared on the surface of the puppet, which were the acupoints in the human body. There were also sword marks guiding the direction of the flow of true energy, which was the flow of true energy corresponding to his swordsmanship.

At last, he sighed, "It's a great ambition to hold thousands of things. If I can infer the flow of the true qi and the secrets of the inner strength of the Jingshen Sword from the swordsmanship, maybe I can clear the fog in front of me. Unfortunately, I can't tell by just looking at the swordsmanship..."

Song Ming regained his mind and smiled bitterly, "Master, I always thought that my swordsmanship was already at the top of the world, but now I know that I'm just a frog in the well!"

The general of the imperial army next to him almost fainted when the Sword Emperor looked at him. Fortunately, the Sword Emperor didn't say anything.

At this time, he gradually came back to his senses and suddenly remembered something: it was rumored that the Sword Emperor cherished talents the most and often gave ordinary people opportunities...

"Okay, you guys go out. Tomorrow may be my last battle. I want to stay with my old friend quietly for a while." The Sword Emperor's voice was a little tired.

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Sunset Peak is located on the west side of the capital. Whenever the sun sets, it looks like it is covered with a layer of afterglow from afar. Depending on the season, it is golden, red, and gorgeous.

Near the top of the peak, the Demon Queen in white gauze stood by the tree and did not go up any further, because if she got any closer, she would interfere with the two people on the top of the peak.

For a great master like her, having the opportunity to watch the fight of the same level is a gain that cannot be replaced by external objects. Therefore, when she heard the news of the battle between the Sword Emperor and the Shocking God Sword, she immediately came alone after arranging various countermeasures for the results of the battle without any delay.

Her beautiful eyes moved and looked at the nearby boulder. Although she could not see it, she clearly sensed that the national teacher was on the other side of the boulder.

After helping the prince to fight for the throne failed five years ago, he took the emperor's grandson away to the end of the world, and now he also came to watch this battle.

Only grandmasters dare to approach the grandmaster-level fight. Changsun Jing, Ruyi Monk and others chose a pavilion farther away, and could only barely see the top of the peak.

This battle was not publicized, and only a few well-informed people gathered, so it did not seem chaotic.

In the capital, the right prime minister Wang Derang paced back and forth in the government hall, looking at Sunset Peak from time to time, as if he couldn't wait to go there.

But he was responsible for guarding the imperial city and could not leave easily.

"The emperor has ordered, please escort him to Sunset Peak to watch the battle." At this time, an eunuch entered the government hall.

Wang Derang was happy at first, then frowned: "How can the emperor stand under a dangerous wall?"

"The emperor said that there is no master who will fight the last battle without the disciple present?" The eunuch had been ordered long ago.

When it comes to the way of teacher and elder, Wang Derang finally loosened his tone: "Okay."

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On the top of Sunset Peak, after many years, Meng Qi saw the Sword Emperor again.

He looked much older than before, with more wrinkles and age spots on his face, but his sturdy and majestic body was not bent at all, and he still stood straight, giving people an empty feeling, as if he was here, but not there, which was extremely magical!

Even if he didn't move, Meng Qi felt the pressure he had when facing He Jiu and Wang Siyuan. It was a pity that the Sword Emperor didn't have the external scene and Dharma body moves.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi sighed: "Senior, how are you?"

The Sword Emperor said lightly: "I'm dying, so I can't say I'm well. I didn't expect that a sudden impulse many years ago would allow me to wait for an opponent like you. The world is really amazing."

In front of the Sword Emperor, Meng Qi clearly sensed that he had his own external demon hidden in his body, but this external demon was not possessed by him, but seemed to be captured by him.

He asked hesitantly, "In the body of the senior?"

"It?" The Sword Emperor smiled rarely, "Don't worry, if you win, I will die naturally, and it will follow. If you lose, it won't live long."

He didn't explain the cause and effect, his face was serious, "Get ready to start."

Meng Qi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and put away all distracting thoughts. The world inside him moved naturally, and his spirit seemed to spread infinitely, passing through the earth, mountains, rivers, and the blue sky, the scorching sun, the dark and terrifying chaos, and countless bright stars...

This feeling... Meng Qi seemed to be able to feel the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth like the ocean, and every breath he took was drawn from it, and the power of heaven and earth was also faintly revealed in front of him.

The Sword Emperor only felt that the person in front of him became empty and hollow, as if he had transformed into the deep night sky, accommodating all things.

So, he raised his sword.

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