1. Apprenticeship to Mount Emei (9)
Wang Chong faintly sensed that the twelve talismans in his sleeves were wrapped in a sword light as sharp as lightning. It seemed that nothing could be cut, and there was a kind of vitality, as if he would break free from the shackles of the talismans at any time.
The Yuanyang Sword was already on the verge of channeling spirits. Wang Chong collected the twelve talismans that Yin Dingxiu had imprinted on the sapphire sword box, took off the last shackles of this treasure, and gave it a helping hand.
This sword has a rebellious nature. As soon as it becomes spiritual, it wants to show off and tell the world about its birth, so it cannot bear to be suppressed by the talisman.
In particular, Wang Chong's own skill is insufficient and his skill is only shallow, and he cannot master the twelve talismans of Yin Dingxiu at all.
It was slightly stirred in the talisman package, and suddenly it let out bursts of Qingyue whistling, ringing like a bell.
Wang Chong couldn't even make a few sword techniques, and he suddenly felt panicked.
"Immortal Sword Channeling!"
"How could it be psychic at this time? This is terrible! This Yuanyang Sword is roaring like this. It is so loud that it will be heard all over the mountain. It will definitely alarm the Emei Sect disciples. How can it be concealed?" Channeling a spirit was a gratifying event, but it made Wang Chong so frightened that his usually brilliant mind could not come up with a good idea.
The Yuanyang Sword was made by Patriarch Yin Dingxiu himself, and was later left to Xu Jingyang, one of the four great disciples of the Three Generations of Emei. Wang Chong took it for himself without asking. If Emei discovered it, it would be a big deal. There is no need to ask, just seeing the sword, he can be judged to be a thief.
Although the Yuanyang Sword has not yet been born, there are instructions in Yin Dingxiu's legacy, and everyone in Emei knows about the existence of this immortal flying sword.
The sword light of this fairy sword is like a red-scaled dragon, and it is as fierce as fire. It is the most strange and impossible to recognize.
These are still trivial matters. Even if the Emei Sect knew that Wang Chong had taken the Yuanyang Sword, they would just take it back, but... he also secretly learned the Emei Sect's Yuanyang Sword Technique and Twelve Styles of Sword Technique!
Secretly learning Taoism from other sects is a taboo for all good and evil sects in the world.
Not to mention, if the details of his life experience are revealed, his identity as a disciple of Tianxin Guan can be found out.
What happened to Wang Chong? He expected that he would die. Several times, the thought of escaping down the mountain came to his mind, but the remaining reason told him that this method was absolutely impossible.
The Emei sect is all swordsmen, how can he escape with one pair of legs and one of the Emei disciples who can fly with a sword and soar into the air with his energy?
"Yuanyang Sword! Yuanyang Sword! Why did you bother to harm me?"
"In the future, you will be washed away by Xu Jingyang with one yuan of heavy water and become a mortal. Do you want to experience it again? You have also opened a spiritual thing, but you don't understand the principle of hiding your strength and biding your time? Why do you insist on doing this? ? Once you whistle, do you know how much trouble you will cause for me, and how much trouble you will cause for your own family?"
"Not everyone in this world looks down upon you. How many people look down on you? Even if you have a few immortal swords from the Emei Sect, who would hope to be overpowered by you? Those seven invisible swords, Nan Chi, Beili, and There are the Five Fires and Seven Birds Swords, the Nine Lies Capturing the Dragon Sword, Biyuan, Jinjing, Taibai, Queyuan, and Thunderbolt Swords... They all want to be the boss of Emei. Who wants to subdue them with one more blow? You can't. If you keep calling, they will come. First, they will seal you with a talisman, and then they will sacrifice you. If you don't accept it, there will be more powerful methods to punish you until you submit..." Wang Chong was also anxious, and looked at the thing in his sleeve. Yuanyang Jian started talking nonsense, hoping to persuade this fairy sword not to bother like this anymore.
Yuanyang Jian didn't know whether he understood it or not, and as expected, the roar gradually stopped.
Wang Chong just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Yuanyang Sword had finally stopped, when he felt a movement in his sleeve, and the Yuanyang Sword knocked away twelve talismans and reappeared in the cave.
This sword light that resembles a red-scaled dragon is like a naughty child, circling left and right, flying up and down, playing all kinds of tricks, and even making a particularly annoying twist plate.
Wang Chong activated the twelve Yuan Yang talismans several times, but he could not control the sword and could not take it back. He could only watch it show off at will.
The young man finally despaired. He even felt that Yuanyang Sword knew that he was not a disciple of Emei and was deliberately teasing him.
When he thought of this, Wang Chong suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a cold air penetrated from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Cap. Although he tried to restrain himself, his whole body was still trembling. He pretended to be Tang Jingyu and sneaked into Emei. He knew that this trip was very dangerous. As long as there was a slight mistake, it would be death.
He had gotten an extra Dzi Bead for no reason before, and he thought he was very lucky. Who would have expected that even with this mysterious treasure, his identity would still be discovered, and he might get to taste the Hundred Swords of the Emei Sect. The punishment of piercing the heart, is it impossible to escape the fate of death?
The sword light was fierce, his eyebrows were like fire, and his clothes were all red, but Wang Chong's face was as pale as snow.
Wang Chong faintly heard the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind outside the cave, sighed, and was about to accept his fate.
However, the Yuanyang Sword restrained its sword light and shot towards Wang Chong. He stretched out his hand to block it, and felt a chill in his heart. He thought that he would be cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces by the sword light. Seeing how naughty the Yuanyang Sword was, maybe after cutting into pieces, You can also put on a show. But after a while, Wang Chong didn't feel the sword light coming around his body, but instead there was something on his wrist.
A crimson bracelet was spinning around on the wrist, and there was a faint glow of fire. It was obviously the Yuanyang Sword.
Wang Chong was stunned for a long time, not knowing what this fairy sword meant.
The Yuanyang Sword stopped causing mischief. Wang Chong's mind became active again, and with a cruel heart, he secretly shouted: "It seems that all we have to do is put on a show." He gritted his teeth, activated the Yuanyang Sword, and twisted his sword gently. A dagger was chopped into pieces and thrown to the ground, and the Yuan Yang Zhenqi was transferred into the aperture of heaven and earth.
He did not transfer all the true energy into the aperture of heaven and earth, and still had one or two points of skill left. He gritted his teeth and dispersed the last one or two points of skill, making a sign of dissipation.
Yuanyang Zhenqi was not the demonic skill that Wang Chong originally cultivated. It was unparalleled in dominance. He didn't refine it slowly and then forcibly dispersed it in one breath. The force of the shock caused blood to ooze from his five senses and seven orifices.
Wang Chong picked up his old fist again and hit his forehead hard several times. His face was covered with blood. He screamed wildly and fell to the ground.
After half a stick of incense, several rays of light fell in succession outside the cave where Wang Chong lived. The first person was none other than Ying Yang, one of the four major disciples.
Ying Yang glanced at the cave where Wang Chong lived, frowned slightly, and shouted: "Tang Jingyu! What are you doing? Why did you make such a big noise?"
Wang Chong managed to regain his strength and shouted: "Save me quickly! Save me quickly..."
Ying Yang made a magic spell to protect himself and broke into the cave. When he saw Wang Chong's face was pale, his face was covered with blood, and there was a dagger broken into several pieces beside him, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and moved forward Take a few steps.