When everyone saw him standing upright, as if he were on flat ground, they raised their hands and began to dance with their swords.

One move after another, very slowly and clearly.

But in the eyes of everyone, even though the movements are very beautiful, Lingxu's sword dance also has an ethereal fairy aura.

Compared with the previous Ten Thousand Swords Swinging in the Sky and Golden Snakes Dancing, it was too plain and unremarkable.

Everyone present was a little strange except for Yan Chixia, whose eyes were fixed and her face became more and more solemn.

This swordsmanship is too ordinary.

Strike, stab, point, collapse...pump, bring, lift, grid...stir, hang, lift, cut...pick, wipe, peel, circle...

Every move, every move can be seen clearly.

Every move, every move, between movement and stillness, flows smoothly, with an indescribable beauty, and makes everyone feel inexplicably heavy.

Smoothness, lightness, and heaviness coexist, making people feel no contradiction at all. They are in perfect harmony, as it should be.

If not, they would think that the dancing is not much different from that of the old men dancing in the park and then working out...

This kind of swordsmanship is enough to win applause among ordinary people.

However, this Buddha is too ordinary, especially after he was frightened into a cold sweat by the golden snake that covered the sky and earth.

Not to mention that there will be another thousand swords flying across the sky and swords falling into the stars.

At least there must be a sword that spans thirty thousand miles, and the glory of one sword can chill nineteen states...

But not long after, everyone suddenly couldn't take their eyes away.

Because they suddenly discovered that many Chen Yi appeared in the sky.

Every move Chen Yi made, every time he drew or returned his sword, would leave a figure behind.

It's like copying.

But it's not an afterimage.

Because the figures left behind will still move.

In an instant, countless people appeared.

Each one is dancing a different sword style.

The sky is filled with silhouettes and swords are flashing.

Previously, every move was clearly visible, but now it is dazzling and dizzying.

If there are too many "people" dancing swords, people don't know which one to look at, but when they want to stare at one of them, they find that it is like looking at flowers in the fog, or looking at the moon in a drunken state, and they cannot see clearly.

, my head and eyes were even dizzy.

I had to quickly look away and shift my attention.

The amazing thing is that when they no longer focus on a certain "person", the movements of those figures can be clearly seen again.

"This...what's going on..."

The little old man Zheng Gong couldn't help but shook his head and rubbed his eyes.

"That's because the sword technique has too many changes and is too complicated."

Yan Chixia suddenly spoke at the side.

Although he was talking, his eyes did not leave the figure dancing with swords in the sky, and the shock in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

"A lot of changes?"

Not only Mr. Zheng, but also others cannot understand.

Yan Chixia didn't speak any more, she just stared intently.

"Keng~!"

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a sword whistle, and thousands of figures turned upside down, like hundreds of rivers flowing back, and in an instant, they merged into one person.

The long sword is pointed at an angle, and the long body stands on the cliff.

Chen Yi casually held a sword flower in his hand, holding the sword upside down against his arm, and walked towards this side.

"This is good! This is good! This is good"

Zhiqiu Yiye had already run over and said excitedly.

"I'll learn this! Teach me, teach me! Uh... master..."

After Zhiqiu Yiye finished speaking, he realized that he seemed a little rude, rubbed his hands and smiled coquettishly.

Others were a little puzzled when they saw his reaction.

Isn't the golden snake sword just now more dazzling and powerful?

Why haven't I seen you so straightforward?

But Yan Chixia let out a long sigh and said, "Master Tripitaka's magical skills are truly astonishing. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, Yan would never believe that there could be such swordsmanship in the world."

Immediately he shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that such a magical skill is probably beyond the reach of human beings. There are probably only one person in the world who can learn this sword."

Everyone couldn't help but wonder.

The sight of figures dancing swords all over the sky made people feel like they were watching flowers in the fog, which really made them feel incredible.

But as far as swordsmanship is concerned, it doesn’t seem to be that powerful, right?

However, they also knew that they themselves knew nothing about the so-called martial arts, and they did not dare to speak at will.

However, the young old man Zheng Gong didn't have any scruples and said directly: "This swordsmanship... is it really so powerful? Is there any explanation?"

Chen Yi glanced at everyone's expressions and knew that only Yan Chixia could see the true secret of his sword dance just now.

Zhiqiu Yiye is considered half, otherwise he would not be so willing to learn this swordsmanship.

He looked around and his eyes fell on a boulder that was almost two people tall.

Smiling slightly, he walked to the boulder in a few steps.

Under everyone's gaze, he slowly thrust his sword towards the smooth side of the boulder.

This sword goes straight forward, just like a straight forward thrust, and the movement is slow.

The tip of the sword was still a few inches away from the boulder, when Chen Yi withdrew the sword and said with a smile: "This is the secret of this sword."

"??"

Everyone looked at each other with questions on their faces.

When Yan Chixia saw this, she walked over, opened her mouth and blew, and a strong wind blew up.

The huge boulder was blown down by the strong wind.

In a moment, two lines of large characters appeared on the smooth surface of the boulder, like a dragon moving in the clouds, ethereal and agile, but it also had a solemn and heavy feeling.

"this……!"

Could this be what was struck by the sword just now?

I obviously only saw him stabbed once, so why did he come out with so many words?

Ning Caichen stretched out his neck curiously on the side, looked at the stone face and read out: "Dharma can't write a word, Kezi has five cars of books..."

"This means that when Damoshi came to teach the Dharma, he didn't leave a single word behind. By the time of the Sixth Patriarch, Zen Buddhism had flourished and there were thousands of scriptures. As the saying goes: If you don't establish words, teach others to teach others; directly point to the human heart and see the nature.

Become a Buddha."

Others were confused when they heard this, but Chen Yi looked a little strange: "I would rather be a benefactor who is very knowledgeable and intelligent, so why don't you join my Buddhist sect. The young monk is willing to teach me everything he has, and I won't even say that he will achieve enlightenment someday."

You cannot compare with the Sixth Patriarch."

"Well……"

Ning Caichen's eyes moved slightly, and he was really moved.

But then a pair of jade hands came up, Fu Qingfeng bit his white teeth lightly, with a look of resentment on his face, which immediately made his expression stagnant, and he scratched his head: "Well... I have a difficult fate in this world, and I will never be able to enter Buddhism. Thank you, Master, for your favor."

Yan Chixia snorted: "You are such a sour scholar, you don't know how to cherish the huge opportunity in front of you. You are so lustful and stupid!"

"hey-hey……"

At this time, Ning Caichen just smiled and looked at Fu Qingfeng affectionately.

Chen Yi failed to hook up with someone to help him become a monk, so he was dumped with a handful of dog food. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, not wanting to see this person again.

"This sword is one of the seventy-two secrets of Shaolin. There are thirty-three styles in total. It is extremely broad and profound."

"It's called the Thirty-Three Movements, but actually each posture can be transformed into thousands of postures. Based on these thirty-three postures, all the martial arts in the world can be transformed into them. With just this one sword, all the martial arts in the world can do their best.

You know, one sword hides ten swords, hundreds of swords, thousands of swords and ten thousand swords. It all depends on the skill of the person wielding the sword."

"Just like the Zen method, it points directly to the human heart and becomes a Buddha by seeing one's nature. Therefore, this sword is called: Bodhidharma Sword."

Everyone was surprised to hear it, although they still seemed to understand.

But after all, it is supported by current theories.

Therefore, when Chen Yi danced the sword just now, although it seemed simple, in fact, there were thousands of swords hidden in each sword. There were too many sword moves and the complexity of the information exceeded their eyes and brains.

level of reception.

Why do you have such a strange feeling?

Chen Yi said no more and looked at Zhiqiu Yiye: "This sword seems to be the most suitable for you, but the secret behind it cannot be understood without an unshakable Zen mind. If you don't have this Zen mind, how can you understand it?"

Even if you learn it, it will never reach a high level. Have you thought clearly, do you really want to learn this sword?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhiqiu Yiye hesitated again.

Just as he was hesitating, Xie Yu suddenly came to Chen Yi. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he knelt down with a plop and bowed his head in prostrateness.

Chen Yijing didn't look surprised.

He had already made a plan in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, instead he showed surprise: "What do you mean?"
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