Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 280: Study stick

Other courtyard.

There was a funeral in the ancestral home, and there were not many guests, so they all went to the front to express their condolences.

There was no one in the huge courtyard.

Lu Tong returned to the room, sat alone at the table, took out two teapots and quietly boiled water and made tea.

Pour boiling water into the pot and roll the tea leaves into the pot.

After the color gradually deepened, I poured it into a cup and took a sip slowly.

Savour it carefully, lowering your head and staring at the tea.

Tea leaves, gold leaves.

It is not a precious tea. I bought it from a flock of birds and transplanted it to the tea tavern.

The tea tree is very big, and I have only picked the tea leaves a few times. Over the years, I have been drinking tea from the south of the sky to the north of the water, and I have not finished drinking it yet.

The exact same tea leaves can be drank by one person or two people, drank while talking or when there is nothing to do, but the feeling in the mouth is completely different.

I have never noticed before that after drinking Golden Leaf, a small trace of delicate and sweet sugar-like sugar will be left at the base of the tongue.

One cup after another, and when the pot was almost finished, a cold, vague voice sounded in my ears.

""The Sutra of Ascension in the White Sun""

"The nature of **** can be followed; the way to cultivate one's nature is self-satisfaction...beautiful and charming, pleasing to the eyes; lustful and mournful sounds, pleasing to the heart and ears."

"The muscles and bones are steamed, and the face is cold and the brain is warmed. The spiritual energy is hidden between the bones and flesh, and the body fluids and sweat are on the skin..."

"...the look is bright and cheerful, the strength is strong, the hair is like new hair, and the mustache is like green silk."

Yugui said another method.

Lu Tong listened quietly, and after a brief experience, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This method does not harm anyone's life.

Nourish desires and soar.

Using desire to guide the soul and nourish the mind, after the cultivation is completed, the taste will be like rising in the daytime.

If the method of cultivating desire were not too harsh, like adding fuel to the fire, this "Day Ascension Sutra" would be almost the same as a serious exercise.

"Why are you so kind today and giving away a good exercise for free?"

"Master, good man."

He couldn't help but smile and said: "What are the disadvantages of this technique?"

"There are no good exercises."

The smile on Lu Tong's face became even brighter and he poured out the last cup of tea.

"Nurture your desire...if you don't maintain it, what will be the consequences if you let out your energy?"

Yugui was silent for a while and said: "Master, you are so powerful that you will not let it out."

"Haha."

He couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said: "It's not fun to be alive. It's not easy to become a lustful ghost, and you have to flatter me. I'm really wronging you."

The ghost of desire makes no sound anymore.

Lu Tong picked up the tea cup and was about to take a sip when he looked up and saw a person standing at the door.

The door is not closed.

Zu Wu stood at the door with a very strange expression on his face. He smiled clearly, but his smile was full of panic and fear.

"What happened?"

He glanced at it and continued drinking tea.

Zu Wu was still standing outside the door and asked cautiously: "Chief Immortal, are you...are you okay?"

"Huh?"

"It'll be fine if it's okay. I just went to Yueshenxianchang and said I won't kill fog ghosts anymore."

Lu Tong nodded.

"Not going, prepare to transport food."

Zu Wu stood at the door, looking a little more relaxed, and said: "Immortal, the three-knife gate has been taken care of."

"Three Blade Sect...what's the secret of their sword skills?"

He put down the teacup.

Zui Dian Daomen's swing of the sword and Linjiang Martial Arts School's stop of the sword all benefited a lot, and the wind sword began to show its true power.

"The Sun Sword, Moon Sword, and Star Sword of the Three Sword Sect, every time a sword is used, it is worth three swords to others."

"The art of splitting knives?"

"No, it has something to do with the sword. The ancestors of the sect masters of the Three Sword Sect were weapon refiners, and there are three formations on the sword."

Lu Tong's interest was reduced by more than half.

But now that I have nothing to do, I still stood up and said: "Let's go and have a look."

……

Sandaomen, there is no wall outside.

There is a knife-shaped stone sculpture placed across the entrance.

Stone sculpture, about three feet long.

There is a long silver knife in the center, half a gold knife at the top, and half a blue knife at the bottom, like a scabbard, with the silver knife sandwiched in between.

On the silver sword, three very eye-catching patterns are carved: golden sun, silver moon, and blue star.

Lu Tong stood in front of the stone sculpture.

Zu Wu introduced: "Xian Chang, these are the three swords of sun, moon and star."

He looked at it for a moment and walked around the stone sculpture.

Behind, there is a martial arts training ground covering several acres.

Three figures are fighting in the field.

Two young monks, each holding a long knife. The long knife fell, and the patterns on the blade lit up one after another, and three sword lights shot out at once.

The three sword lights were like waves, pressing down heavily.

On the opposite side, a middle-aged monk, holding a long stick, was fighting one against two.

No matter how many swords you face, block them all with one stick.

Zu Wu was ready to go over and say hello.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No hurry, let's take a look first."

The three of them fought endlessly.

He glanced at the sword skills for a few times, then turned his attention away and focused on the middle-aged monk's stick skills.

The stick passes without a shadow.

When it is swung, it seems to be slow but it is fast. Sweep, sweep, block, point, and dial. Each stick is like an antelope hanging its horns, which is extremely clever.

It seemed that he was weak, but the sword light struck him one after another, and the long stick did not move at all.

"Who is the monk who wields the stick?"

"Tang Mandao, the master of the Three-Dao Sect."

Lu Tong was surprised and asked: "The master of the Sword Sect doesn't use a sword but a stick?"

"Yes, this person is good at forging weapons and swords. When teaching sword skills, he teaches and fights at the same time. He is the only one in the city."

While talking, the distance finally stopped.

The two young monks put away their swords and left.

Tang Man Dao walked up to the two of them, cupped his hands and said, "Qi Qi Sect, I have admired you for a long time!"

He also raised his hand.

"Tang Sect Leader, good stick skills."

Tang Man Dao had a short beard on his chin. He stretched out his hand and stroked two of them, and said sternly: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu. Although Tang is using a stick, his ability to teach knives is not bad. ~IndoMTL.com~ Instead of learning the sword, learn the stick."

Lu Tong shook his head slowly, turned over his hand and took out the iron rod, saying: "Master Tang, please give me your advice!"

In the field.

Lu Tong single-handed stick.

The mandrill's arm is thicker and three inches longer than an ordinary human's arm. It is carrying a green iron rod as thick as a goose egg and looks very powerful.

Tang Man Dao stood opposite and asked, "Has the Immortal learned the stick technique before?"

"When I started practicing, I learned half of the basic stick techniques."

The last time I learned stick technique was at Wanyu Cave. At that time, I was studying "Baina Quan" with Zhu Fan and learned some stick techniques.

"Then I'll teach you from the beginning."

Tang Man Dao took out a very ordinary-looking wooden stick and asked: "What does the immortal think is different from stick skills, knife skills, sword skills, etc.?"

He recalled the scene when he first learned to play stick.

Zhu Fan asked what stick technique was.

The answer was wrong at the time, but now I know the answer.

Lu Tong smiled lightly and said: "The stick method is the boxing method!"

"No."

The smile at the corner of his mouth froze and faded little by little.

Tang Man Dao slowly swung a stick and said in a deep voice: "The stick is like a mountain! Who can stop the mountain if it falls?"

Lu Tong also swung a stick.

Tang Man Dao said as he walked:

"The stick is like a mountain, and a person is like the earth. If you move your hand, the earth's veins will roll, and when the stick comes out, it will be like a mountain falling and rocks falling."

"Today I'll learn how to walk first. I can't lift my stick and step on all directions."

"The earth travels in all directions, east, south, west, north; southeast, southwest..."

The two are in tandem.

He followed for a while, his expression gradually becoming serious.

In just a few moments, the weight of the iron rod depends on your heart when walking around. Although the stick is not drawn, it can be struck forward, backward, left, right, up and down at any time.

Tang Man Dao is worthy of being the master of the sect.

Much more powerful than Zhu Fan, a small character who sold himself to Wanyu Cave.