mtlumby2d Chapter 115 Flying with a Sword
Chapter 115 Flying with a Sword
An Ling stood on Guo Zichou's sword and looked to the side.
There were clouds and mist in the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun made the whole sky golden. The white clouds above were as magnificent as flames. The light of flames and gold reflected in An Ling's eyes, and she actually saw a "sparkling" feeling in the clouds, as if in a fairyland.
The flying sword in the sky carried the two of them through layers of clouds, and the sound of breaking wind lingered in An Ling's ears. At this time, the clouds were under their feet, and the setting sun slowly sank in the distance, revealing only a semicircle. An Ling looked at the earth which was still a parallel line in the distance, and couldn't help sighing that this world was not a round planet. The earth was like a big chessboard, and the mountains and rivers were carefully arranged on the chessboard. Human beings, as small as dust, lived and multiplied among these mountains and rivers, and continued to grow.
An Ling was very emotional. She looked at the beautiful scenery receding quickly, smiled and shook her head, then calmed down and asked Guo Zichou in front of her: "Uncle Master, will this delay your work?"
"Oh, it's okay," Guo Zichou in front of him comforted An Ling carelessly, "I have found the location of the Blood Demon Sect's headquarters. I will take action as soon as the White Banquet begins. There are still a few days left, enough time for me to send you back to the Sword Sect and back!"
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An Ling was fleeing for her life in the mountains and forests before. She tried her best but still couldn't get rid of the White Evil God who was chasing her madly. She was ready to fight him to the death, but at this moment, Guo Zichou suddenly fell from the sky.
It was the first time that An Ling saw traces of magic on Guo Zichou's giant sword. His sword was wrapped with black flames, and demons would burn when touched. He descended from the sky with all his might, carrying with him an indestructible force and the sword intent of "Duan Canglan". He used a move called "Force to Split Huashan" and chopped at the White Evil God who was still approaching An Ling. Unfortunately, the White Evil God had not reacted yet, and the simple and blunt sword had broken its neck. The undiminished force and the tremendous air wave "cleared" the entire area: the trees were uprooted and thrown into the air; the rocks shattered and flew out of the center.
The enormous force struck down with the White Evil God as the center, expanding to the surrounding area into a deep pit full of cracks. The grass, trees, stones and other objects originally growing in the pit were all burned to ashes by the black fire on Guo Zichou's sword. No grass grew in the pit, and everything turned to ashes. Therefore, the pit near the White Evil God was covered with gray-black dust. The strong contrast between black and white was very impactful.
But the impact caused by Guo Zichou was far more than that. When his giant sword slashed to the ground, the powerful force made the whole earth jump, and the mountains nearby shook. The sand and boulders on the mountains fell down, and the birds and beasts fled frantically, mistakenly thinking that it was an earth dragon turning over and they needed to escape in time.
The thunderous sound made An Ling's eardrums ache. She took a few steps back as the ground shook and leaned her back against the cliff. Her whole body swayed with the vibration. After An Ling blocked the dust with her arms, she saw that it was Guo Zichou who came. She felt relieved and thought of the four evil cultivators who cooperated well. She said to Guo Zichou, "Uncle Master, we can't stay here for long. There are four evil cultivators nearby!"
Guo Zichou thought about it and decided that he should not show up in front of the evil cultivators in his current situation, so he suspended his giant sword "Bu Gong" on the ground, jumped up, and said to An Ling: "Come up, I will take you back to the sect!"
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This is what happened. An Ling and Guo Zichou did not confront the evil cultivator head-on. Instead, when they saw that the situation was not good, they sent An Ling, whose identity was sensitive, away first. Then Guo Zichou returned to Qianbei to deal with the Blood Demon Sect.
Guo Zichou's sword-controlling skills were extremely high, and he was nearly several thousand meters above the ground. Fortunately, both of them were cultivators, otherwise the cold and lack of oxygen in the air alone would have taken their lives.
"How is it! Uncle Master, my sword-controlling skills are amazing!" Guo Zichou laughed loudly. An Ling considered her words and replied, "I haven't seen other people who control swords, so there is no comparison, but Uncle Master must be very good."
Guo Zichou cried out in pain, then he remembered that An Ling was a wild man who had been wandering around for a long time and had never seen the sword-wielding technique. He scratched his head and began to teach An Ling the sword-wielding technique orally.
Only the Canglan Sword Sect can use the sword-flying trick. Other immortal sects usually use mounts or sedan chairs or carriages that can fly in the air. No one is as stupid as them, leaving the comfortable seats and standing in the air to enjoy the breeze. But the people of the Canglan Sword Sect are stubborn and always say to the outside world that sword-flying is a belief, and you people who are greedy for enjoyment don’t understand!
An Ling had watched several fairy tale dramas when she was in Blue Star. Although she would not watch the new ones about love that lasts for generations or the destruction of the three realms to be buried with you, she still liked the classic "Legend of Sword and Fairy" very much. There was a plot about flying with swords in it. An Ling was envious every time she saw it. Flying with a sword, that was really the most romantic setting!
Seeing that Guo Zichou was willing to teach, An Ling immediately turned her brain into a sponge and began to study very seriously. To be honest, she had not studied so seriously even when she took the college entrance examination.
"The sword is made of ordinary iron. It becomes spiritual because of the hand that holds it. It moves because of the heart. It lives because of blood. It dies because of the thought. The art of controlling the sword is to regulate the breath, to hold the origin and to keep the unity. The five spirits of man and sword will become one, and the cycle will go back and forth, endlessly. The heart moves with the thought, the sword becomes spiritual with the qi, the qi and the thought communicate with each other, and the man and the sword become one - start."
An Ling only listened to one side, and then memorized the formula of the sword control technique in her mind. She recited it silently several times to make sure it was memorized, and then thanked Guo Zichou: "Thank you, uncle, for teaching me the sword control technique."
Guo Zichou raised his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me. This is a necessary skill for every disciple. If you can't learn to fly a sword and no one takes you down the mountain, you may never be able to leave Canglan Mountain in your lifetime!"
He continued to introduce: "Canglan Mountain is 4,500 feet high. Except for the east side with a gentle slope that connects to the plain, the thousand-foot sword wall on the west side of Canglan Mountain near the Canglan River stands vertically. It is covered with the sword intent left by the ancestors all year round. No grass can grow on the sword wall. It can be said that there is no grass. Except for the holes where the predecessors practiced on the sword wall and some swords that have lost their owners inserted in between, there is nothing else on the sword wall. It can be said that if you go up and down the mountain from the west side barehanded, it is undoubtedly a dead end. However, the east side is the place for outer disciples, and we cannot fly over their heads. Therefore, if a disciple who does not know how to control the sword wants to go down the mountain, there are only two ways. One is to ask for help, and the other is to rely on your own legs and feet to slowly walk down the mountain from the outer gate side."
An Ling was fascinated by what she heard. Is this the life of a fairy sect? It was too interesting. When she heard the word "outer sect", she was a little confused and asked Guo Zichou, "Uncle Master, what is the outer sect?"