With a flick of the long sword, the puppet flew up and revealed its wordless back.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Zhangsun Jing could only see the sword moving like a dragon, dancing like a dancing shadow. Even with his eyesight, he could barely catch the tip of the sword, unable to see the full transformation.
In a short time, he could feel the weight and urgency, fast and slow, real and real, laid out layer by layer, without any disorder.
When the long sword was withdrawn, the puppet returned to the box, its back facing the sky, black as hair, with sixteen words engraved on it:
"I dare not forget the kindness of your guidance. With my sword, we discuss the beginning of Dao together."
Zhangsun Jing looked very attentively. Every stroke seemed to be done at will, free and easy, heavy or light, rough or fine, simple or nimble, showing the charm of the swordsmanship. But it seemed that it was not intentional and showed too much. Every stroke was different and did not follow the structure of the words, it was messy.
But if one retracted his eyes from the details and looked at it as a whole, he would feel that they were abundant as one, as if they were made by heaven. Unexpectedly, he couldn't find any inappropriate strokes or structures. The sword intent was mellow and inclusive!
If the Sword Emperor's letter of challenge was like a lotus flower in clear water, or a chess game was ordinary, then the Awakening Celestial Sword's reply was like a peerless beauty dressed up, not losing her beauty because of heavy makeup, but more stunning.
To compare West Lake to Xizi, heavy makeup is always appropriate!
"Another 'Peerless Swordsmanship' …" Zhangsun Jing sighed again.
Wishful Monk's gaze was similar to his, focused on the puppet, "If a beginner of swordsmanship obtains this puppet, he can study it day and night and comprehend a powerful swordsmanship. It is one of the rare books of Wulin."
To a knowledgeable person like him, these thirty words contained the Sword Emperor's and the Awakening Celestial Sword's understanding of swordsmanship, and interpreted the most basic and most charming changes into strokes. Every word hid the most wonderful moves, and the first fourteen and the last sixteen separately formed a set of flawless swordsmanship. One was like a dragon coming to life, soaring to the Nine Heavens, and the other was like a colorful and brilliant starry night!
For the Sword Emperor and the Awakening Celestial Sword, this might only be the result of their long-distance sparring, but for those who were not Great Grandmasters, it was two sets of peerless swordsmanship that could cause bloodshed in Jianghu. It all depended on one's aptitude and understanding of swordsmanship!
Zhangsun Jing was a true martial artist, trying hard to remember every stroke and charm. It took him a long time to look back, as if he was witnessing a legend in Jianghu. "This Celestial Sword Puppet may not be as good as the few rare books in the future. Even if it is not as good as the great books. Obtaining it is enough to create a sect that can be passed for generations."
In his shock and admiration, he forgot that the person involved was right next to him. Overly explicit praise would make people blush and make people feel like they were flattering him, so he named the puppet "Celestial Sword Puppet". If it wasn't for the fact that it was only a sword art and didn't have any key points for cultivation, he would probably have named the puppet on the same level as the other great books.
"Amitabha. Very good indeed." Wishful Monk had nothing more to say.
Mengqi listened with a smile. He did not interrupt the conversation between Zhangsun Jing and Wishful Monk until they calmed down. Then he ordered the general to give the puppet to the Sword Emperor.
The general left the yard and walked toward the imperial city. As he walked, he suddenly turned to a secluded place.
He was not deaf. How could he not hear the conversation between Zhangsun Jing and Wishful Monk?
Moreover, as a general of the imperial army, his Kung Fu was not bad. He had good eyesight!
"Peerless swordsmanship, two sets of peerless swordsmanship …" His breathing became rapid. Although he had been stagnant and his body had deteriorated, he had passed the age of breakthrough. But he had children. How could he not think of his children and grandchildren?
With these two sets of swordsmanship, even if he did not have the corresponding level of Inner Strength, it was enough to dominate in Jianghu. If he could have a fortuitous encounter to make up for his shortcomings, he might be invincible below the Great Grandmaster level. He might even have the chance to step into the realm of the Devil Empress!
At that time, he could establish his own sect or become a rich family. It would be a glorious thing!
He rushed home and took the corresponding things. He copied the 30 words on the puppet on the white silk. Although it lost a lot of its original charm, he did not dare to take the puppet or forge it himself. After all, the Sword Emperor's eyesight was so sharp that he could only make do with it. Anyway, if he could get 70% or 80% of its charm, it would be a treasure!
After copying, he thought for a while and approved the first 14 words, "Suppressing Evil Swordsmanship."
He took the meaning of the Sword Emperor to frighten evil spirits.
The next 16 words were easier to name. He directly wrote, "God-stunning Swordsmanship."
When naming it, he had a feeling that he had participated in history. It seemed that his family would prosper from then on. When future generations studied swordsmanship, they would see his personal writing and be grateful to him.
But he did not expect that the two sets of swordsmanship, "Celestial Sword Puppet", "Suppressing Evil" and "God-stunning" would cause many events in Jianghu in the future, creating many famous people in Jianghu.
After copying, he removed the traces on the puppet and hurried home to report to the Imperial Palace.
The old Sword Emperor knelt on the ground with a long sword in front of him. He took the puppet and carefully looked at Mengqi's response. The Imperial Army General's forehead was sweating. No matter how careful he was, it was inevitable that there would be some stains after copying!
He had thought that the Sword Emperor would just look at the response and then put down the puppet, just like the "God-stunning Sword". That was why he dared to copy it in advance. He did not expect the Sword Emperor to look at it so carefully.
"In just five years, he has reached such a level. No wonder I dreamed of fighting with him …" The Sword Emperor looked at the Imperial Army General and did not say anything. He handed the puppet to his young disciple, "Heavenly Sword" Song Ming.
Before Mengqi killed the Living Buddha, he seemed to have made up his mind to fight with Mengqi!
"Maybe it's because of the Qi dynamic." Song Ming laughed in a low voice.
The Sword Emperor shook his head, as if there was something he did not reveal.
Song Ming was about to ask again when he suddenly made a sound of surprise. His eyes focused on the puppet. As a swordsman, he was fascinated by it.
"This is the essence of the 'God-stunning Sword' and my swordsmanship. If you study it carefully, you will gain something. As a teacher and student, I do not write words or write scripts. I will use this puppet as a reference." As the Sword Emperor spoke, there seemed to be the sound of sword Qi surging in the air, whooshing non-stop. Many tiny holes appeared on the surface of the puppet, which were the acupoints of the human body. There were also sword marks guiding the direction of the flow of vital Qi, which was the flow of vital Qi corresponding to his sword art.
In the end, he sighed and said, "It is a great ambition to contain thousands of things. If I could reverse the flow of genuine Qi and the secrets of the Inner Strength of the Awakening Celestial Sword, I might be able to dispel the fog in front of me. Unfortunately, I can't see it just by looking at the swordsmanship …"
Song Ming collected his thoughts and smiled bitterly. "Master, I always thought that my swordsmanship was at the peak of the human world. Now I know that I am just a frog at the bottom of a well!"
When the Sword Emperor glanced at him, the Imperial Guard General almost fainted. Fortunately, the Sword Emperor did not say anything.
At this moment, he gradually came back to his senses and suddenly remembered something. According to the rumors in Jianghu, the Sword Emperor cherished talents and often gave opportunities to ordinary people in Jianghu …
"Alright, you can leave now. Tomorrow may be my last battle. I want to wait quietly with my old friend." The Sword Emperor sounded a little tired.
…
The Sunset Peak was located on the west side of the capital. Every time the sun set, it looked like it was covered with a layer of afterglow. Depending on the season, the afterglow could be golden or red, gorgeous and beautiful.
Near the peak, the Devil Empress, who was wearing a white veil, stood beside a tree. She did not go any further because if she went any closer, she would disturb the two people on the peak.
For a Great Grandmaster like her, the opportunity to watch a fight between people of the same level was an irreplaceable reward. Therefore, when she heard the news of the duel between Sword Emperor and Awakening Celestial Sword, she immediately rushed over alone without any hesitation after arranging various strategies to deal with the outcome of the duel.
Her beautiful eyes wandered to the nearby boulder. Although she could not see it, she could clearly sense that the Royal Advisor was on the other side of the boulder.
Five years ago, after he failed to help the Crown Prince fight for the throne, he left the world with his grandson. Today, he came to watch the duel.
Only Great Gurus dared to approach the duel between Great Gurus. Zhangsun Jing, Wishful Monk, and the others chose a pavilion further away, so they could barely see the peak.
The duel was not publicized. Only a few well-informed people gathered, so it did not seem chaotic.
In the capital, the Right Chief Minister Wang Derang paced back and forth in the Political Affairs Hall. He looked at the Sunset Peak from time to time, as if he wanted to go there immediately.
However, he had the heavy responsibility of guarding the Imperial City and could not leave easily.
"The Emperor has ordered you to escort him to the Sunset Peak to watch the duel." At this time, a eunuch entered the Political Affairs Hall.
Wang Derang was happy at first, but then he frowned. "How can the Emperor stand under a dangerous wall?"
"The Emperor said that when a master fights the last battle, the disciple will not be there." The eunuch had already received the order.
Wang Derang finally relaxed his tone when it came to the way of a master. "Okay."
…
On the top of the Sunset Peak, after many years, Mengqi saw Sword Emperor again.
He was much older than before, and the wrinkles and age spots on his face had deepened. However, his burly and majestic body did not bend at all. He still stood perfectly straight, giving off a feeling of emptiness. It was as if he was here and not here at the same time. It was exceptionally mystical!
Even if he did not move, Mengqi felt the pressure when he faced He Jiu and Wang Siyuan. Unfortunately, Sword Emperor did not have Exterior and Dharmakaya movements.
Thinking of this, Mengqi sighed. "Senior, how have you been?"
Sword Emperor said lightly, "I'm dying. I can't say whether I'm well or not. I didn't expect that a whim many years ago would lead me to meet an opponent like you. The world is really wonderful."
In front of Sword Emperor, Mengqi clearly felt that there was an External Demon hidden in his body. However, this External Demon did not possess him, but seemed to be captured by him.
He asked hesitantly, "In your body?"
"It?" Sword Emperor smiled. "Don't worry. If you win, I will naturally die, and it will follow. If you lose, it will not live long."
He did not explain the cause and effect, but said seriously, "Get ready to start."
Mengqi closed his eyes and took a deep breath to get rid of all kinds of distracting thoughts. His Inner World ran naturally, and his spirit seemed to spread infinitely, passing through the earth, mountains, rivers, and the blue sky, the scorching sun, the dark and horrible Chaotic Hole, and countless bright stars …
"This feeling …" Mengqi seemed to be able to feel the existence of the Vital Qi of Heaven and Earth like an ocean. Every breath he took was from it, and the Power of Heaven and Earth was also faintly revealed in front of him.
Sword Emperor felt that the person in front of him had become empty, as if he had turned into the deep night sky, containing everything.
So he lifted his sword.
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