[Comprehensive] Tibetan Sword

The weapon of King Jinlun Dharma is a small disc with nine small balls inlaid inside. There are Tibetan Tantric mantras cast on the wheel. The wheel is made of pure gold. The wheel turns vigorously and has enough weight.

Although Ye Shizhou spoke very arrogantly, his attitude was quite cautious. Over the years, he and old friends such as Huang Yaoshi Hong Qigong and other old friends had also competed with each other in cooking wine and swords. Before it can be completely transformed into a whole school of martial arts, it is almost useless to these peak masters, just like he gave Huang Yaoshi a drunk moon, the effect of forced dizziness is almost nothing, at most it will make Huang Yaoshi shake his body.

Therefore, for people with strong martial arts like Jinlun Fawang, the special skill of Tibetan sword cannot be used, and Ye Shizhou has not integrated the heavy sword skill into all martial arts for the time being, so in the end he only used a light sword to deal with the enemy.

But just a light sword is enough for Ye Shizhou to roam the rivers and lakes.

Yang Guo opened his eyes wide and stared intently.

This is the first time he has seen Ye Shizhou fighting with others. Usually, even if Ye Shizhou fights with him with a sword, it is mostly as a guide. He said that there will be many opportunities to confront others in the future. Now you should lay the foundation...

Ye Shizhou's swordsmanship is also very simple, just like the ones he used just now, a set of simple Xiushui swordsmanship, but in Ye Shizhou's hands, it shows a new realm.

If the stream in Yang Guo's hands is the melting snow in early spring, then the stream in Ye Shizhou's hands has already spanned the four seasons and the world.

The gurgling stream seems to have life in Ye Shizhou's hands, singing the song of life that transcends time and space.

Subtle, but thrilling.

Yang Guo looked at Ye Shizhou in the field and suddenly felt guilty.

Xiushui swordsmanship stretches like a net, and spring rain is like silk. The swordsmanship moves are very light and small, and because of the flexible sword intent of water, Yang Guo didn't like this swordsmanship at first, because it was too girly. But when he said this idea, Ye Shizhou beat him up mercilessly, so Yang Guo started to practice sword honestly.

Gradually, after he understood the true meaning of Xiushui, he began to practice this set of swordsmanship sincerely. Even so, after two years of subdued training, Yang Guo asked himself that he spent two years practicing this set of swordsmanship. He has already mastered Xiushui swordsmanship, and he is even quite proud of himself.

Only today when he saw Ye Shizhou using this set of swordsmanship to compete with others did he feel ashamed.

The swordsmanship he used was flexible and murderous, but Ye Shizhou's swordsmanship was ordinary, extremely ordinary, and weird. Xunzi, who Huang Rong taught him when he was a child, flashed in Yang Guo's mind.

If you don't climb a high mountain, you don't know the height of the sky; if you don't face a deep stream, you don't know the depth of the earth.

The sword can point to the sky, because the sword has reached the top of the sky; the sword can penetrate the earth, because the sword has extended to the extreme of the earth.

The more Ye Shizhou fought, the calmer he became. His eyes were black and bright, and the moves played by the opponent were clearly visible in his eyes like a tide.

His thinking did not become blank, it could only be said to be calm. Ye Shizhou felt that his whole body was slowly flying into the air, overlooking himself and Jinlun Fawang from a very high angle. Can freely swing the shattering moves, find flaws from flaws, and create imperfections from perfection.

Simple atmosphere, natural.

In a daze, Ye Shizhou thought of the first Huashan Sword Discussion ten years ago.

That time, that day, the time was a little earlier, he remembered that the sun was very bright in the afternoon at that time, he and Wang Chongyang fought life and death, but each became best friends, and he also got a breakthrough in that battle, Thus in one fell swoop he entered the realm of the peak master of the rivers and lakes.

Later, with Yang Guo for two years, he systematically resummarized and taught his understanding of kendo over the years. The ancients said that teaching helps each other, and Yang Guo's learning process is exactly the process of Ye Shizhou's re-learning.

Whenever he had new ideas and improvements, he would go to fight with Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong to prove whether his ideas were correct, and thoroughly consolidated his sword skills.

Whether it is sword skills or the realm of swordsmanship, Ye Shizhou can be called a master at the moment.

With the Dugu Nine Swords, a sword without moves, as the way of learning, supplemented by the extremely soft Xiushui swordsmanship, Ye Shizhou finally walked out of his own way of swordsmanship.

During the dance of the sword, Ye Shizhou seemed to have heard the system prompt, and seemed to have heard nothing, but entered an extremely calm state. When he pierced the shoulder blade of King Jinlun Fawang with his long sword, and exhaled the sword energy, he will When the opponent typed out, he was a little dazed.

Behind Ye Shizhou's ears, the excited yells and high-pitched applause of the martial arts heroes suddenly appeared noisy.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand slowly, as if it was unbelievable, but also as if it should be so. His fingers were slender and strong. He clenched them tightly into fists, then loosened them, and then slowly put them down. Jinlun Fawang, who was vomiting blood, seemed to have seen nothing.

Suddenly, he understood Dugu Qiubai holding a sword on his tombstone in his later years, engraving the gloom of his life when he was seeking defeat; he understood the regret on Wang Chongyang's lips when he was dying; and Ye Ying stood silently in front of the flowers. Without words, from now on I will be blind and lonely.

It comes from the bottom of my heart, and only when standing on the top of a certain peak, overlooking the world, can I chew and taste alone, and swallow with difficulty.

Ye Shizhou slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The long sword in his hand looked like a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon. Just when everyone thought that he would be merciful and drive these Mongolian national teachers away, they realized that Ye Shizhou had thrown his sword In front of him, he picked one with his sword, except that Jinlun Fawang ran away because of Daerba's entanglement with Ye Shizhou, the others were all killed by Ye Shizhou!

Slowly pulled out the long sword from Daerba's throat, Ye Shizhou turned around slowly, he shook the long sword lightly, the bright red blood slowly flowed down the long sword, drawing a cold and shocking curve, which made all the martial arts people feel moved Deterrence.

White clothes, black hair, star eyes, jade looks, gold embroidery, light swords, and eyes full of blood red and deep night.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help holding their breath, and said in their hearts:

This... is Jiang Hu!

This...is the arena!

Ye Shizhou reversed his previous rudeness and shamelessness, his tone was light, his expression was calm, he put his sword back into its sheath, looked at Yang Guo, "Yang Guo, I remember telling you the day I taught you how to use swordsmanship, swords are used to kill people. Yes, if you only use the sword to deal with children's fighting skills, then it's better not to learn it."

Yang Guo's face was pale, he lowered his head, "I know I was wrong."

Ye Shizhou sighed, "Yang Guo, I can't protect you forever."

Yang Guo suddenly raised his head.

He didn't know that he was already at the full level.

Yes, Yang Guo reached the full level, and at the moment Ye Shizhou killed Daerba, Yang Guo finally reached 80 and fulfilled the conditions for becoming a teacher.

Yang Guo had already reached 70 before, and after parting from Ye Shizhou, he went all the way to Dasheng Pass alone, beat up some petty thieves, fought with Zhao Zhijing, and fought with Huo Dou, because these people's levels were lower than those of Huo Dou. Yang Guo is tall, so Yang Guo's level is rising like a rocket.

When Ye Shizhou jumped the Golden Wheel Fawang with one sword, Yang Guo's huge experience value instantly made Yang Guo reach level 76, and among the twenty or so Mongolians behind, there were also many powerful people, and there were also those who rebelled from the beggar gang back then. Ye Shizhou fully played his role as a master, and selected these people to help Yang Guo upgrade.

As for the excuses he said before, you are a fool if you believe them.

After reaching the full level, it is natural to become a teacher, because Yang Guo is not a personal heir, so from this moment, in the eyes of the system, Yang Guo is no longer his apprentice, and Ye Shizhou's mission has also been completed.

Ye Shizhou thought for a while, stepped forward, patted Yang Guo's head, "Master is leaving."

"Master?"

"Received a letter from your ancestor, he called him back as a teacher."

"Will you come back?"

"Looking back, it's been a hundred years. After a while, have you ever wondered why you are always so young as a teacher?"

"...I'm just lying to myself, so, Master, don't you want me?"

"Well, it's okay if you want to understand~"

"..."

"So since Master doesn't want you anymore, you have to take care of yourself."

"Beat it off!!!"

"...Why are you crying..."

Yang Guo stubbornly turned his head to the other side, and refused to look at Ye Shizhou, but couldn't help but shed tears.

Ye Shizhou just smiled slightly, he stepped hard, raised his body, and the golden sword shadow shone in the night sky. He looked at the countdown of the system with regret.

It would be great if he could be given a little more time...to say goodbye.

In this way, Ye Shizhou disappeared from Yang Guo's life with an incredible method and speed. In the following decades, Yang Guo traveled across the rivers and lakes, experienced ups and downs, no matter whether it was fame or suffering, he still clearly remembered Ye Shizhou's last battle .

That sword technique is engraved in the soul like a brand, ecstasy, and will never be forgotten.

And the sword dancer was even more radiant and elegant.

"Master or something, I hate it the most!"

"I just went to see a master, and I won't come!"

"Humph!"

He found the second set of swordsmanship that Ye Shizhou promised to teach him in his hut on Zhongnan Mountain. It was the second and last set of swordsmanship he learned in his life.

At the beginning, he was puzzled to learn this sword technique, but the more he encountered enemies, the more he realized the true meaning of it.

After more than [-] years in the rivers and lakes, when he finally accidentally found the stone house where Dugu Qiubai lived in seclusion in Xiangyang, and looked at the stone tablet and tomb of Dugu Qiubai in the corner, he finally burst into tears.

The dream of more than 30 years has finally been shattered. It is better than a lonely seeker. A hundred years later, he will be a pile of bones. What about Ye Shizhou who sits and discusses with Wang Chongyang, tastes wine with Huang Yaoshi, and laughs with Hong Qigong?

A hundred years of life, life... only 100 years! !

Yang Guo couldn't cry, he couldn't afford to vomit blood.

"Master... I miss you."

【Single-player dungeon [-]: Natsume's Book of Friends + Yuyu Hakusho】