Chapter 230 Sky Blue Sword Style

This large armor is of relatively high specifications and is exquisitely made. The armor pieces are connected with dark golden silk threads, and the edges are decorated with gorgeous brocade patterns. However, the armor is full of scars, and there are dozens of damages caused by swords and guns, large and small. It can be seen that the fierce fighting at that time was probably the armor of Arima Tadayasu when he was alive.

Arima Tadayasu himself was sitting in front of the shrine, looking up and staring at the calligraphy hanging on the wall behind the knife rack, frowning, with a look of anxiety that he wanted to remember something but couldn't remember it.

"Ancestor Tadayasu is recalling again, it will be over in a while, let's wait." Arima Norimune whispered, and took a few stacked brown cushions from the corner.

The three of them knelt down in the guest seat and waited for him to recover. Their expressions were different. Arima Norimune lowered his head in shame, Imagawa Kashiwagi looked at Arima Tadayasu curiously, and Higashino Yu's eyes were fixed on several old calligraphy hanging on the wall.

These calligraphy pieces are all written in Chinese characters, quite ancient and simple, and should be valuable antiques.

The font looks a bit like Wang Xizhi's running script, and the content is more like a letter.

"The letter of Fengyun comes from the sky. Reading it is like uncovering the clouds and mist, and it also benefits the wonderful door of meditation and observation."

After reading it silently for a while, Dongye Yu found that it was the famous Fengxin three letters in the history of the island country.

Fengxin is the general name of the letters written by Master Kukai to his friend and rival Master Saicho. It is named after the four characters of Fengyun Xinshu at the beginning, and is named Fengxin, Hupi and Huhui.

Kukai and Saicho are both heavyweights in the history of Japanese Buddhism. They both went to the Tang Dynasty to learn Buddhist culture, but they did not meet during the Tang Dynasty.

After returning to the island country, they often communicated. The relationship can be said to be good friends, or rivals. There is both cooperation and competition - Kukai is the founder of the Shingon sect, and Saicho is the representative of the Tiantai sect. The two have different understandings of Buddhist concepts, which can be regarded as a dispute over the orthodoxy.

The two of them also made great achievements in calligraphy. Dongye Yu admired it with relish, then shifted his gaze and found that Arima Tadayoshi had turned his head at some point.

This sword saint was probably an outlier in the island country. He wore a simple and even old gray-white yukata. Although he was thin, he had a large frame, his hands were longer than his knees, and he looked tall. It can be seen that he was a brave and martial artist when he was young.

His gray hair was shaved into a moon-shaped topknot. There were several scars crisscrossing on his face, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked very old, with thick eyebrows standing upside down and sharp eyes, as if the years had not left any traces in his eyes, and there was a bright light like a samurai sword reflecting the moonlight.

This person has a clear sword heart.

He was looking at himself, while Arima Norimune and Imagawa Kashiwamoto lowered their heads and dared not look at each other.

Arima Tadayoshi's temper and patience were not good. Arima Norimune had been scolded a lot when he was instructed by his elders during this period. Imagawa was actually a little scared because the person in front of him was a ghost.

Of course, as a general who has held a high position for a long time and has experienced hundreds of battles, Arima Tadayoshi is also a sword saint. His words and deeds are dignified. It is normal for ordinary people not to dare to look at him in front of him.

"Can you understand?" Arima Tadayoshi asked in a deep voice.

"The three famous wind letters in the history of the island country, I have indeed read them."

Dongye Yu nodded slightly in response, looking at the sword saint, and had a good impression of him in his heart. As a mortal, he is really extraordinary for his body to be so decayed and still have such a mentality and spirit - even if he is now a deceased.

Good temperament and good looks! Arima Tadayoshi looked at the young man in front of him. I don't know why, just looking at him, he felt good about him, as if even his decaying body was rejuvenated.

Maybe it was an illusion. Of course, Arima Tadayoshi had to admit that the demeanor and appearance of the young man in front of him were not seen even in Luoyang when he traveled for several years. It was not an exaggeration to describe him as a banished immortal.

I just don't know if it is just a golden exterior with rotten cotton inside.

His mind raced, his expression was quite solemn, and he nodded slightly to Higashino Yu, "You are quite studious."

Then he introduced himself.

"I am the head of the Arima family, Arima Tadayoshi. I wonder why you are here to visit me?"

When he introduced himself, he did not have the habit of the ancient islanders to bring out their official titles.

Higashino Yu thought for a moment, maybe it was because of the betrayal of Daimyo Fukuchiyama that led to Arima Tadayoshi's isolation and defeat and death?

Even though he had lived in the mortal world for hundreds of years and was mentally confused, he had never really forgotten his hatred and subconsciously no longer considered himself a subordinate of Daimyo Fukuchiyama.

It is said that if the king regards his subjects as grass, then the subjects will regard the king as an enemy. This is true.

Higashino Yu sighed in his heart, and bowed slightly out of respect for his friend and elders: "Junior Shigure Taketo, Higashino Yu. This time I came to visit you at the invitation of Arima-kun."

Imagawa Kashiwagi imitated Higashino Yu's self-proclaimed name, and subconsciously spoke in a half-literate way: "Junior Tokyo-ren, Imagawa Kashiwagi, junior and Higashino-kun were invited by Arima-kun."

"Speak properly, why are you imitating those dandy scholars?"

Arima Tadayoshi frowned and corrected him, then asked.

"You just said, Tokyo?"

I have only heard of Kyoto, when did Tokyo appear? Arima Tadayoshi subconsciously began to think about the current situation.

Seeing this, Arima Norimune hurriedly reminded him in a low voice: "You forgot, I told you before that this is modern times, and it has been hundreds of years since your time."

"Hundreds of years?"

The old man looked stunned for a long time, and suddenly thought of something and raised his head.

"This trick has been used so many times, maybe it's a little new?"

Arima Tadayoshi asked with a smile and curse, and then he snorted when he saw no response for a long time.

Looking down, Arima Zemune and others all had strange expressions. After thinking for a while, he continued with the previous words: "It's nothing more than a power struggle, and the collapse of etiquette and music."

"Okay, just greet me and it's all courtesy. The Arima family is a military family, and there are not so many rules and regulations. Zemune, you go to entertain the guests. I have something to do."

As he was about to send the guests away, Arima Zemune hurriedly said: "Ancestor Zhongkang, Zemune has something to say."

"What is it?" Arima Tadayoshi frowned. He always felt that he had forgotten something very important and had to remember it as soon as possible. He didn't want to be disturbed.

Arima Zemune lowered his head and stared at the floor for a while.

Seeing him like this, Arima Tadayoshi didn't urge him. He just looked at him for a few times and shook his head with a sigh in his heart. A swordsman can never doubt the sword in his hand. Zemune is afraid that he will hardly achieve anything in his life.

In the dull and dark Japanese-style room without even a window, only the paper-pasted shoji door let in a little light from the window of the corridor on the second floor. The air was filled with the pungent smell of mothballs. Arima Norimune exhaled, and it seemed that he also exhaled his persistence as a swordsman.

Although he had thought about it before, it was still a bit difficult to admit his incompetence in person at the end.

"It's about swordsmanship." He said.

"Haven't you always wanted to find a successor? Norimune is not talented enough to take over your swordsmanship, so... I found a suitable successor for you."

At this point, Arima Norimune looked at Higashino Yu, patted his shoulder and smiled: "It's this Higashino-kun."

"He is not only physically gifted, but also smart. He is also a leader in Tachibana High School, where the elites of the whole island gather. He will definitely be a dragon among men in the future."

"Oh?"

Arima Tadayoshi heard Arima Norimune's praise for Higashino Yu so much, and he was suspicious in his heart. After all, the two were friends, and it was normal to have over-ratings.

He observed Dong Ye Yu for a moment, and first asked: "Dong Ye Jun, do you want to learn my Tian Lan Yi Dao Li?"

Dong Ye Yu nodded seriously: "Yes, senior."

"Tian Lan Yi Dao Li is not easy to learn." Arima Tadayoshi meant something.

In ancient times, any skill was not easy to learn. To be a cook, you have to wash rice and cut vegetables for several years, not to mention the precious martial arts killing technique of swordsmanship.

"Junior is willing to accept the test." Dong Ye Yu replied in a deep voice.

Arima Tadayoshi nodded, reached out to take the broken samurai sword from the knife rack, pulled out a section and took a look. The blade was wiped with oil, and it still had the cold light of a famous sword that had been forged thousands of times, but the blade was full of gaps and curled edges, which could only be regarded as a broken sword.

Arima Tadayoshi seemed not to see it, nodded slightly, and asked: "Dong Ye Jun, do you have a sword?"

Want to try my swordsmanship?

Higashino Yu then took out the sword from his shoulder, and it seemed that he sensed the breath of the ghost, and the whole sword began to emit a slight humming sound.

Higashino Yu saw this and used his magic power to suppress the sword spirit, temporarily sealed it, and turned it into an ordinary sword to prevent it from being accidentally cut by someone.

Arima Tadayoshi took a look and exclaimed: "The sword that slays demons?"

Higashino Yu stroked the exquisite blade of the sword in his hand and said with emotion: "Higashino Ichimonji Nagamitsu has helped me slay dozens of demons."

"It's a good sword. Whose demon slayer are you? You learn swordsmanship, but are you slaying demons for the people of the world?" Arima Tadayoshi asked again.

"I can say that I am a disciple of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun. But whether it is cultivation, martial arts training or slaying demons, it is not for the people of the world. Most of the time, it is just for myself and the people I cherish."

"Okay."

Arima Tadayoshi didn't know who Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun was, but he was quite impressed by Dongye Yu's openness in facing his own heart.

Moreover, he was indeed a hero to have the perseverance to endure the boredom of cultivation and the courage to face the bloodthirsty and man-eating demons.

Maybe he can really inherit his swordsmanship.

Arima Tadayoshi thought in his heart that even if this dream was just a deliberate design by that person to deceive his swordsmanship, he also wanted to see how far the boy in the dream could go.

As a swordsman of his generation, he was not afraid of others deconstructing his swordsmanship.

With a clang, he casually pulled out the Bizen Nagashune no Kamikaze who had followed him to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and posed in the lower part of the defensive style: "Sky Blue Itto-ryu, Arima Tadayasu."

Higashino Yu's swordsmanship was extremely messy, and he had not yet obtained the Kaiden of even one school, so he was embarrassed to report what he had learned. He held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and made the posture of Katori Shinto Ryu Iai.

Arima Norimune and Imagawa Kashiwagi saw this and hurriedly sat in the corner of the room with cushions to watch the battle.

In the middle of the Japanese-style room, the two confronted each other for a moment, and Higashino Yu's brows were already frowning.

When magic was banned and no extraordinary power was used, and the duel was purely based on swordsmanship, the pressure of facing the sword saint could be said to be comparable to dreaming of the college entrance examination after graduating from college but could only stare at the math paper in a daze.

No matter how he attacked, the opponent seemed to have flaws, but Higashino Yu had a sense of alertness in his heart. If he attacked like this, he would definitely lose.

As soon as Higashino Yu hesitated, the combination of mind, sword, body and qi that Iai should have had a brief pause, and the accumulated momentum was also cut off.

Arima Tadayoshi skillfully seized this opportunity, shouted in a deep voice, and approached Higashino Yu like a flash, slashing out two Tangzhu cuts at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and the blade slashed down without deviation.

The originally peaceful Japanese room suddenly became chilly. Arima Norimune and Imagawa Kashiwagi turned pale, and their sword aura was as strong as the strong wind.

Higashino Yu had good eyesight and quick hands, so he simply gave up on Iai, swung his sword close to Arima Tadayasu's blade, directed his force diagonally, and neutralized the attack.

Just when he was about to take advantage of the opponent's moves and use his old pursuit, a strong wind brushed across Higashinoyu's neck. When he looked back, he saw that Arima Tadayasu had already sheathed his sword.

With only three moves, Dong Yeyu was defeated.

Hey, this is no longer a mortal realm, right? Who can mortals use sword energy?

Dong Yeyu complained in his heart, but thinking back to just now, it seemed that he didn't feel any essence, blood, or anything like that - how could ghosts have these things?

Realizing that the man in front of him really relied on his swordsmanship to produce sword energy, he stood up straight and said with conviction: "I lost."

Arima Tadayasu casually put Bizen Nagafune Kunimori back on the knife stand, "I heard that you demon slayers have a unique sense of danger?"

"Yes, we practitioners have refined our energy to become gods, and our spiritual consciousness is sharp. The Yin gods have initially escaped from the ignorance of the world of mortals, and are aware of unknown dangers."

Arima Tadayasu nodded thoughtfully and reminded: "Don't rely too much on it. A swordsman must have the momentum to move forward. Sometimes he will lose the opportunity because of being timid."

Is there such a thing? Higashikata thought for a moment and asked, "What would have happened if I had decisively killed Iai just now?"

Arima Tadayasu grinned: "Then you'll be defeated in one move."

This smile does have the wretched feeling of Ma Zezong. Emotions are passed down from ancestors, right?

Dong Yeyu thought he was teasing her, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Arima Tadayasu sat down with his back crossed and said seriously: "When you feel that your rational judgment is wrong and you have to rely on your ability to sense danger, you are not far from failure. At this time you should What you do is not drawing your sword to meet the enemy, but running away.”

Is this what a sword master who fights to the death can say? Dong Yeyu was a little surprised: "Didn't it say that swordsmen should move forward indomitably?"

"But that doesn't mean you have to die stupidly. It's okay to run away without hesitation." Tadayasu Arima laughed.

The two people watching the battle were still immersed in the flash of swords and swords. At this time, they heard the old man's laughter, came back to their senses, and quickly dragged the mat to sit down where they were just now.

"Ancestor Zhongkang, what do you think of Dongye-kun?"

Arima Zezong doesn't think Higashino Yu is weak. He is already very powerful if he can catch the sword master's three moves. He can't even catch one move.

Arima Zhongyasu smiled and said nothing, and spread his hands towards Dong Yeyu: "Shuxiu."