Chapter 314 Eight realms of power, the sword sinks into the South China Sea
Chu Tang began to expect Zeng Qi to make a big move.
He wanted to see how the other party could open his eyes.
Zeng Qi didn't make any big movements. He was standing beside the boat, squatted down slightly, stretched out his right hand, and slowly lowered himself to the surface of the water, maintaining a still movement.
"Huh?" Chu Tang was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
Huh?
wrong!
Chu Tang was horrified. In his field of vision, Zeng Qi, who was originally very clear, suddenly became ethereal, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
The surrounding environment is still that of a river, there is still a boat under your feet, and there is still water under the boat...
No!
Something's wrong!
What he saw was not the river just now.
Before, the river was flowing and the boats were moving.
At this time, the boat was still moving, but the river was still!
To be precise, while the river was still, the boat seemed to be pulled by something, like something sliding on the calm lake.
This is definitely not reality, but an illusion!
Potential!
Chu Tang immediately realized that Zeng Qi had taken action and included everything he suffered within the scope of the potential he created.
This is the spiritual "horizon"!
Under Zeng Qi's manipulation, the space seemed to have stopped.
"This is..." Chu Tang remembered the absolute stillness of his death swordsmanship at its highest level.
It's just that the absolute stillness of the death sword technique is a concept of time, but what Zeng Qi caused is a category of space.
But they all have the same purpose!
It's puzzling, but shocking.
call!
Just as Chu Tang was deep in thought, a gust of wind blew past his ears, awakening his consciousness.
The river wind was still strong, making people's clothes flutter and their faces hurt.
In Chu Tang's perception, everything came alive again:
In my ears I could hear the sound of the hunting wind and the rushing sound of the river.
In the eyes are the green mountains in the distance and the shadows of trees passing by the shore.
Zeng Qi appeared in his eyes again, and saw that the other person still kept his palms pressed against the water, and then stood up after a while.
With a slight smile, Zeng Qi stretched his palms out of the boat.
Chu Tang was even more curious about the intention of his action and was about to ask out loud when suddenly, with a whoosh, a small gray shadow jumped up from the river and jumped into Zeng Qi's open palm.
"Huh?" Chu Tang saw it clearly. It was a yellow-gray carp about a foot long.
Normally, if there are many fish in the river, fish will indeed jump from the water onto the boat from time to time while the boat is sailing, and into people's arms.
Although this scene is not common, it is not unusual either.
However, everyone knows that the fish in Zeng Qi's hands at this time is definitely not a random accident.
That was Zeng Qi’s method!
What surprised Chu Tang the most was that when the fish reached Zeng Qi's hand, it suddenly softened and became motionless, as if paralyzed.
However, its blinking fish eyes make it clear that it is still alive.
Everyone knows that when a fish leaves the water, it will jump more happily and violently when it is initially deprived of oxygen. It will never be as quiet as a dead fish.
Is this Zeng Qi’s magical method again?
Chu Tang was completely speechless.
Zeng Qi slowly walked towards Chu Tang and threw the fish to him with a smile.
Chu Tang hurriedly took it, and the fish came to life, struggling in his hands, completely different from the state it had been in Zeng Qi's hands.
Chu Tang's mind went blank at this time: He stretched out his hand on the river for a while, and without even touching the water, a fish automatically jumped into the hand, and it was as docile as if it had fainted. What kind of method was this?
What kind of essence of martial arts does this reflect?
Chu Tang had to admit that it was indeed an eye-opener for him.
However, it was more of a shock than a shock, but more of a puzzlement.
Suddenly, Chu Tang remembered Zeng Qi's evaluation of the eight realms of cultivation and shouted: "Confinement?"
"That's right, it's confinement." Zeng Qi kept smiling on his face, "This is the absolute confinement of the Eighth Realm, not the confinement of the Gangqi of the Middle Three Realms. The two are not the same."
"Senior, junior still don't quite understand."
Zeng Qi stepped forward and took the carp from Chu Tang's hand. When the fish entered his hand, it immediately became soft and motionless.
"thump!"
The water splashed everywhere, and Zeng Qi threw the carp into the water. It turned over and quickly disappeared into the bottom of the river.
The boat was still speeding on the river. Zeng Qi pointed to the place behind the boat where the carp fell into the water and said: "The place where it fell into the water and the place where it came up are the same place?"
"Of course not." Chu Tang replied flatly, but she didn't understand why Zeng Qi would ask such a simple question.
Zeng Qi looked at Chu Tang closely and said lightly: "But before the boat reached the place where it came up, I had already locked its body. It didn't follow the boat, but the boat just arrived where it was. That’s all.”
Chu Tang was stunned.
If the mountain is not mine, then I will be the mountain?
He suddenly remembered the feeling of the other person suddenly disappearing just now. The feeling of alienation in the space made his heart palpitate.
Chu Tang had a vague guess in his mind: "The so-called confinement of the Eight Realms is not just confinement, but the control of rules? Zeng Qi just controlled the rules of space..."
The more I thought about it, the more frightened and unbelievable I became.
If... this was really Ba Jing's method, then Jin Changgong did let him go that day.
The eight realms are already so terrifying, so how desperate are the nine so-called realms of heaven and humans?
"Heaven and man are one, the supreme being in the world..." Chu Tang once again thought of Zeng Qi's evaluation of the Nine Realms, and his whole body went numb.
The sound of Zeng Qi clapping his hands woke up Chu Tang who was in confusion.
"Senior, is this... really a method unique to the Eighth Realm?" Chu Tang asked in a harsh voice, his throat blocked.
Zeng Qi looked at Chu Tang seriously and said: "To be precise, it is the essence and process pursued from the Eighth Realm to the Ninth Realm. When you first enter the Eighth Realm, you can understand some of the methods. Of course, how far can this understanding go? There are less, some are stronger and some are weaker.
"However, even if you are entering the Eighth Realm for the first time, as long as you use this ability, except for those in the Seventh Realm who can compete, those in the Upper Three Realms will definitely not be spared. So, you must not take any chances!"
Chu Tang smiled bitterly: "So senior, you think that no matter how good my Qinggong and body skills are, I can't escape from the hands of people in the Eighth Realm?"
"Of course." Zeng Qi said as expected, "When these methods are completed and certain rules between heaven and earth are completely mastered, it will be the real Nine Realms. By then, the methods will have undergone earth-shaking changes."
Chu Tang sighed: "In this way, the senior may have guessed correctly. Tang Jianyuan's eight realms are very weak. The junior can be sure that he really has no hold on him. He can't wait to tear the junior into pieces. However, with When he struck, the junior only felt the power of the fist, but there was no such means of controlling the confinement."
Zeng Qi snorted coldly: "So, he is definitely on drugs! As I said just now, the realm achieved with the help of external forces is not something you can practice by yourself. Many of the mysteries of martial arts are not truly mastered, and you will only mislead yourself. .
"Chu Tang, you must remember that the way of martial arts lies in sincerity and oneself, and you must not follow the wrong path. It is true that martial arts achievement depends on talent, but talent alone is not enough. You have to be sincere in your heart and focus on what you do. Accumulate and accumulate. Those who are wise will always go farther and steadily than those who try to encourage the growth of new things!"
Chu Tang asked back: "So this junior is still curious, where is the senior's sword? What kind of swordsmanship does the senior specialize in?"
Zeng Qi was silent after hearing this, and after a long time he said quietly: "My sword...has long since sunk to the bottom of the sea."
"Ah?" Chu Tang was greatly surprised.
Zeng Qi sighed and said: "More than ten years ago, I was defeated by Luo Changying several times in a row. I couldn't help but feel discouraged. Finally I cheered up a little and thought hard to find out where the gap between me and him was.
"Skills? Realm? It is true that I am not as good as him in these two aspects. However, the Donghai Swordsman back then was not as good as Luo Changying, but the winner was the Donghai Swordsman. This made me have to reflect.
"The gap in talent? Zeng didn't recognize this! Back then, I was the unparalleled twin pride of the younger generation in Nanhai, even compared with the martial arts geniuses in Kyushu in the Central Plains. So, it must be that my understanding of swordsmanship is not as good as my opponent's.
"I thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally felt that I was too pursuing the subtlety of the sword moves, which made them seem complicated. On the other hand, Luo Changying has mastered the brilliant Nine Heavens Luohe Sword to a simple level!
"Originally, the Jiutian Luohe Sword, which had the same exquisite moves and majestic atmosphere, was eliminated in the hands of Luo Changying, leaving only the majestic atmosphere, like the pouring water of the Jiutian River, torrential. A sword coming, like the power of heaven. Advent.
"When swordsmanship has reached his level, no matter how sophisticated my sword moves are, how many sword styles I have mastered, the myriad changes, and the myriad methods, he can interrupt all my swordsmanship with just one strike! I... It’s not an unjust loss!”
Zeng Qi was very good at talking, and his words were like a surging river, going on and on.
"The greatest simplicity?" Chu Tang asked after hearing this.
Zeng Qi nodded and sighed: "Yes, the Tao is the most simple. In the end, martial arts in the world are all pursuing the unity of heaven and man in the nine realms, all for the purpose of confinement and control. Control yourself, control the world, and naturally It also controls the opponent.”
Chu Tang was still confused: "What does this have to do with the senior sinking the sword in the South China Sea?"
Zeng Qi smiled bitterly and said: "I have realized the truth, but how to correct it is a huge problem. It is said that the nature of a country is easy to change but hard to change. My previous swordsmanship was just to pursue fierceness and fancyness. Even if I realized the shortcomings, When I use sword skills, these shortcomings are exposed subconsciously. In order to completely correct them, I... give up sword practice and stop using sword skills!"
"Ah?" Chu Tang's eyes almost popped out of his head. He dared not use a sword anymore, so he didn't bring one!
Zeng Qi took a long breath and said: "That's right, ten years ago, I sank the sword I had used all my life into the South China Sea, and practiced a set of Jingtai Palm instead. From then on, I used the palm whenever I faced enemies. Law."
Chu Tang shouted: "That's wrong! I remember Tang Jianyuan said that your sword power is unparalleled. I heard it clearly. He meant sword power, not palm power!"
A smile appeared on Zeng Qi's lips: "You are observing very carefully."
"So..." Chu Tang showed doubts.
Zeng Qi's tone gradually became serious and his voice was sharp: "The sword is heavy, but it is as deep in my heart as a seed. I used palm techniques, but every time I used my palm, countless sword techniques flashed through my mind. Finally, I But he discarded them one by one and only used palm skills.
"Gradually, I forgot the swordsmanship I had practiced before, their moves, their routines, and even more about their restraint on me!"
Chu Tang looked shocked and said: "Is there any way to win without a move? Is it better to have no sword than to have a sword?"
Zeng Qi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and said: "No! This is very different from your Dugu Nine Swords. In my heart... there is still a sword! But, there are not so many moves and routines. It's like the moves have evolved from one The thousand moves were reduced to five hundred moves, then from five hundred moves to one hundred moves, then to fifty moves, to thirty moves, to ten moves...
"Now, all these moves have almost disappeared. When the day comes that I only have one move left in my mind, or maybe there are no moves left, maybe the Nine Realms will be a matter of course!"
The more Chu Tang listened, the more familiar he felt. He seemed to have heard this story somewhere before!
"Senior, have you heard of Tai Chi Sword?" Chu Tang asked carefully.
"Tai Chi sword?" Zeng Qi frowned and thought for a while, then finally shook his head, "I've never heard of it, and I've never seen it before. Is it very powerful?"
"Uh... I heard someone mentioned it, and it seems to be somewhat similar to the sword theory you mentioned, but I haven't seen it in detail." Chu Tang decided to broach the topic.
It's better not to mention it and keep it a little bit. After all, he really doesn't understand other people's practice of Zhang Laodao's Tai Chi sword, which he cultivates as an immortal.
Oh, he does know a few styles of Tai Chi swords used by old men and women leisurely playing on the street.
The problem is, those are not the kind of peerless swordsmanship in which the slow fights the fast, but they are really slow!
Zeng Qi was not disappointed, but warned Chu Tang: "Now I see the shadow of my past in you, and you are even more like the genius who is as famous as me but has wasted most of his life. I... don't want you to follow our old path. . We have already proved that that road will not work!"
Chu Tang scratched his head and returned to this question. He really couldn't answer it.
Zeng Qi added: "You'd better go to Nanhai with me honestly! I know that man well, and I can take you to see him. He is proficient in more than 20 swordsmanship, and there are more than ten swordsmanships at the Seventh Realm level, which is rare in the world. . You can ask him for advice, increase your knowledge, and even draw lessons from him. How about it?"
"this……"
"I can even take you to meet the top masters of the Nine Realms, so that you can experience the power of heaven and man in advance." Seeing Chu Tang's hesitation, Zeng Qi threw out a bigger temptation.
Chu Tang was shocked and asked: "Is there really a master of the Nine Realms in Nanhai?"
Zeng Qi smiled: "Do you think I said that just to follow Feng Jianqi and confuse the public?"
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not! The South China Sea is so big, with tens of millions of people, there are always outstanding martial arts geniuses who can reach the realm of martial arts giants! Just by chance, I know a nine-level master who uses sword skills. You can also use sword skills, don't you know Ichiban?"
Chu Tang expressed doubts: "Didn't the seniors ask the juniors to be honest with the sword?"
"I want you to be single-minded, be sincere with the sword or be sincere with the knife. It's better than playing around with everything and finally being different!" Zeng Qi said angrily.
Chu Tang hesitated.
Zeng Qi was unhappy: "Why, after granting you so many benefits, you suspect that I have ulterior motives?"
"No, no, no! I don't dare!" Chu Tang quickly denied it, but in fact, he was a little suspicious in his heart.
Zeng Qi was so enthusiastic that people had to doubt his intentions.
"Then stop talking and let's go to the South China Sea together!" Zeng Qi slapped Chu Tang hard on the shoulder.
"Junior, please think about it again?"
"roll!"
"Okay!" (End of chapter)