Martial Cultivator

Since the old man said that he wanted Chen Chao to forge a sword, Chen Chao happened to want to experience it, so he did not refuse. However, the old man made a strange sword and did things strangely. After Chen Chao agreed, he asked Chen Chao to stop talking. The next night, there were The sky was filled with stars, but the old man and Chen Chao just watched quietly.

One night later, a red sun gradually rose in the distant mountains, illuminating the cliff. The old man slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Take off your clothes."

Chen Chao was startled when he heard this, but he quickly took off his black robe, revealing his upper body covered with scars.

The old man glanced at it and said with admiration, "No wonder, it turns out that he has suffered a lot and struggled to survive."

Chen Chao didn't say anything.

The old man threw the hammer and asked Chen to hold it. Then he poured out the molten iron from the sword-making furnace himself. The sword trough on the side was quickly filled with iron juice. Then the old man used a pair of iron pliers to lift the red iron block. , placed in front of Chen Chao.

Needless to say, the old man said that the hammer in Chen Chao's hand was already falling at the same time. When the hammer fell on the iron block, sparks flew everywhere. The old man's clothes shattered instantly when they touched the sparks, leaving a hole, and he was already naked. Chen Chao was splashed with sparks, leaving a dazzling white mark on his body.

But it’s also fleeting.

For Chen Chao, this little pain is actually nothing. After all, he has been fighting monsters in the mountains and forests all year round, and he has countless scars all over his body.

The old man picked up a bright small hammer and gently guided it to strike in front of the iron block. Chen Chao kept dropping the hammer knowingly, and the iron block continued to change and take shape under his hammer.

The old man remained silent and just kept adjusting the position of the iron block.

When Chen Chao struck the iron block, he could even hear the sound of the mountain spring flowing. Wisps of sword energy slowly climbed up along his hammer to Chen Chao's arm, and then slowly went up, along Chen Chao's meridians. Walk all the way forward.

He has always been against the sword cultivator. If the opponent's sword energy invades his meridians, it will be a huge problem. After all, the sword cultivator's sword energy is in his meridians. It is afraid that it will wander around and make him miserable. But this time the sword energy of the sword cultivator is in his meridians. Although the Qi had entered his meridians, it was not turbulent at all. Instead, it seemed so peaceful, as if it was the sword Qi generated in his own body.

Chen Chao waved the hammer in his hand while feeling the comfort of the sword energy flowing in his meridians. Perhaps this was the only time he could observe the sword energy at such a close distance.

Then Chen Chao suddenly had a whim, using the white mist in his body to meet the sword energy, and then let the white mist peel off the sword energy one by one like a cocoon.

This is a water grinding skill. Chen Chao had to do two things at once. While constantly beating the sword strips, he also peeled off the sword energy bit by bit in his body. Seeing

What exactly is the sword energy itself?

It has to be said that once Chen Chao can really do this, then all the sword cultivators in the world will no longer be so terrifying to Chen Chao. The so-called sword cultivators who are the most lethal in the world are only targeting others, not Chen Chao. .

Chen Chao suddenly noticed a question, but before he could speak, the old man said, "You want to know, since we swordsmiths deal with flying swords every day, will our perception and familiarity with sword energy be better than that of sword cultivators?" "

Chen Chao nodded and said, "Senior, how do you answer?"

The old man said, "Perceiving sword energy, controlling sword energy, and generating sword energy in the body are three different things. Sword cultivators are stronger than the latter two, and swordsmiths are only stronger than the first. However, if the swordsmith practices Swords, you are probably more familiar with flying swords than ordinary swordsmen, but apart from that, there is nothing else. You are a freak. You have Tao Qi in your body, which seems to be able to tolerate all things. This is the incompetence of you warriors. I guess the secret was passed down to you by the Emperor of Liang? I heard that when His Majesty returned to the south, he used a sword to fight against the enemy? Only a few people know?”

The old man's question made Chen Chao not sure how to answer it. After all, although this was not the case, the matter involved Emperor Liang, and Chen Chao was unwilling to say anything.

The old man understood and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it. I won't force it. Anyway, I will only make swords in my life. I will never interfere in your right and wrong."

Chen Chao asked, "Where exactly is Jianqi Mountain?"

The old man was a little confused by this question, so he glanced at Chen Chao.

Chen Chao hit the hammer hard and said softly, "Since Jianqi Mountain is the best place in the world for forging flying swords, can we also try forging swords and guns? If those soldiers in the north have sword aura, Weapons forged in the mountains can kill more monsters."

The old man smiled and said, "You can only say this to me. To the rest of the people, including the mountain owner, I'm afraid you will think you are dreaming. Jianqi Mountain is famous in the world because of its flying swords. All swords are made." The master also regards the casting of flying swords as a top priority. As for whether casting other beams can help you, who cares? "

Chen Chao frowned and said, "It's not Daliang, it's the entire human race."

The old man sighed with emotion, "Unless it really comes to the moment when we have to do it, no one will regard Daliang as a representative of the human race."

Chen Chao remained silent. This understanding was the specific understanding of the entire Fangwai. Even if some people did not think so, personal will could not change the overall situation.

The old man smiled and said, "But nothing is final yet. Look, now, if your Majesty takes action, won't Jianqi Mountain still have to bow its head?"

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Either the fist is big enough, or both parties involved in the exchange of interests are satisfied."

"Don't think about the former. Can you defeat Jianqi Mountain and the entire Fangwai? Your Majesty doesn't have this ability, and you may not have this ability in the future."

The old man smiled and said, "But if one day comes, I will definitely devote all my energy to forging swords and guns for you."

Chen Chao asked in confusion, "Why?"

The old man said indifferently, "I have spent my whole life casting flying swords, and I also want to try something else."

Chen Chao smiled and nodded, and then he dropped the hammer, one light and the other heavy for no reason. 🄲

The old man frowned at first and wanted to say something, but then he felt the sword energy flowing in the formed sword strip and closed his mouth abruptly.

After that, no matter how casually Chen Chao dropped the hammer, the old man remained silent.

It was not until later that the sword intention and sword energy became more and more intense that the old man asked with some uncertainty, "How do you control the strength of the hammer?"

Chen Chao didn't speak, he was doing two things at once. At this moment, the white mist in his body was peeling off little by little, and the origin of the sword energy was presented in front of him. At this moment, Chen Chao was shocked that he could see so clearly the flow path and movement of the sword energy in front of him. The source flows, and the weight falls based on what one sees.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Chao suddenly came back to his senses and discovered another wonderful use of the white mist. It turned out that the white mist could even completely see through the opponent's origin, but I'm afraid it can only do this to flying swords that are not controlled by sword cultivators. , the rest, I’m afraid we still need to continue to explore.

Is it just to see through the source?

Chen Chao was not satisfied.

He tried to construct the circulation trajectory and original flow of sword energy in his mind, and used white mist to reproduce it.

Then he was shocked to find that a white sword energy appeared on his fingertips, but it disappeared in an instant.

But even so, Chen Chao was a little surprised and speechless.

Can you generate sword energy in your body?

Doesn't that mean that given time, he might even become a sword cultivator?

Even if you don't practice sword cultivation, is it even possible to release sword energy?

Thinking of this, Chen Chao became even more frightened about the origin of the white mist.

In any historical record today, it is an ancient relic that is beyond people's knowledge. The monks at that time could have so many wonderful uses by practicing this secret method. How powerful were the original monks of the Rongshan Sect?

But how could such a powerful Rongshan Sect be destroyed?

Chen Chao even remembered what the elixir said, that martial artists can also practice Taoism?

Maybe that's not false.

Maybe warriors can really practice Taoism, but those Taoisms suitable for martial arts practice have not been handed down.

In other words, that is to say, today's martial arts practice is probably a fork in the road, not the main road of martial arts.

Is today’s practice of spiritual practice wrong?

This idea suddenly came to Chen Chao's mind.

Did someone do this intentionally, or was it that the road to Wufu was cut off a long time ago, and then people rethought it themselves and only created this broken road?

Chen Chao has no answers to all these questions. The only person he can possibly know the truth is, apart from the white mist on her body, probably the girl in the coffin. She took her own fairy medicine and now her traces are all gone. none.

But she at least let Chen Chao know that there should be a realm above the realm of Wangyou.

And there are people who have actually reached such a state.

Perhaps all the questions will have to wait until the girl is found, or after her own realm becomes stronger, to unravel the secret of Bai Wu.

Chen Chao frowned because he still remembered the page he owned.

It should be something like the insights of a certain powerful person. As long as he reads the words above, I'm afraid he will get something.

Chen Chao was very interested in the unknown ancient times and secrets, especially the fact that he could redefine martial arts, which made him yearn for those unknowns even more.

Just when Chen Chao was in a trance, the old man suddenly said happily, "It's done!"

Chen Chao suddenly came back to his senses and saw that the sword strip in front of him had taken shape, and the sword energy was constantly flowing on the sword. It looked like a stream flowing slowly.

Regardless of what happened, the old man picked up the sword with both hands and threw it directly from the cliff. Then the old man followed and jumped down.

After Chen Chao frowned, he also jumped down.

After that, the two of them came to the bottom of the cliff. There was a cold pool here. With Chen Chao's eyesight, he couldn't tell how deep it was.

The old man stood by the pool and said with a smile, "We still have to wait seven, seven and forty-nine days, but I can already conclude that this sword is definitely only slightly inferior to the century-old sword!"