Ye Feng felt a little numb upon hearing this.
The Dugu Nine Swords were all just for fun; if one set didn't work, they'd have to try another.
There is such a thing as using stillness to control movement; isn't that what Tai Chi Chuan and Tai Chi Sword are all about?
But I've only ever seen the park version before, which is for old men to exercise. You can't expect that thing to actually be used for fighting, right?
Let alone relying on that thing to cultivate immortality.
If it were truly possible to cultivate immortality, wouldn't all those old men and women have already ascended to heaven in broad daylight?
"Senior brother, let me tell you, don't force people to do things they don't want to do. You can't just make something like that out of thin air."
Yun Zhongzi doesn't put on any airs of a sect leader when he's with Ye Feng.
In fact, he really is very down-to-earth.
The sect leader of the Shushan Sword Sect has always seemed to be more like a steward.
"It's not something you can just conjure up like that. You've already produced the Nine Swords of Loneliness? Yin and Yang have always been inseparable, as have speed and slowness. Hurry up and get it done!"
"Senior brother, that's not being reasonable!"
"Why don't you try reasoning with those thousands of junior disciples who are falling further and further behind because their progress is slow due to their misguided thinking?"
have to.
Ye Feng knew that reasoning with him wouldn't work today.
"Okay, I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee anything. I'm just messing around with it, and I don't know what the specific effects or results will be."
Just as he was about to demonstrate, Yun Zhongzi stopped him.
"etc!"
Ye Feng was taken aback, and said with some dissatisfaction, "You're the one who made me show myself, and you're the one who won't let me show myself. What exactly do you want, Senior Brother?"
Yun Zhongzi didn't waste any words with him and said directly, "Go to the back mountain, to that pear tree. Whatever the situation was before, it must be exactly the same this time. I'm telling all the disciples to go."
Ye Feng rolled his eyes helplessly and could only reluctantly go to the back mountain.
If this works, great; if it doesn't, I, the beloved and respected junior uncle of the Shushan Sword Sect, will die on the spot.
After all, that swordsmanship...
If we put ourselves in his shoes, it's similar to a certain Baoguo. Please forgive me for not being able to call him "teacher," as the title "teacher" shouldn't be so cheap.
It's like a certain nationalist going to a 985 university and performing a lightning five-whip combo for a group of master's and doctoral students.
That level of social stagnation would literally scatter ashes everywhere!
"Extra! Extra! Junior Uncle is about to perform a ritual!"
"Brothers, charge! Junior Uncle is about to impart his teachings!"
"Sisters, hurry! Junior Uncle is about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight!"
"Senior brothers, stop your seclusion! Hurry up and go! Junior Uncle is going to shatter the void and kill an immortal on the spot today!"
I don't know how the story got around, but the rumor that Ye Feng was going to demonstrate a sword technique in the back mountain got distorted over time.
However, everyone was very enthusiastic, since most of them had already experienced Ye Feng's teachings.
Even if I can't spread the teachings this time, a little bit of mud I can take from my junior uncle would be enough to sustain me for a year.
If you're incredibly lucky enough to pluck a single leg hair, that's enough for us to study for thirty to fifty years!
Don't believe me?
Didn't you see that the former sect leader reached the Mahayana realm just because of a single teaching from his junior uncle?
I don't even need to reach the Mahayana realm; if I could break through to the Nascent Soul stage in one go, that would be an incredible stroke of luck!
The disciples ran towards the back mountain as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Who still cares about the restrictions imposed on the disciple who initially liked slow swordsmanship?
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Various sounds of air being torn apart were heard incessantly.
Not only the disciples, but even the hall masters and elders were rushing to the back mountain.
They were afraid that if they were a step too slow, they would miss out on a good position.
Ye Feng felt terrible as he watched the growing crowd.
What happened to the promised small-scale operation?
Where are the promised several thousand people?
You clearly invited the entire sect here!
Yun Zhongzi checked everyone's number and, without any embarrassment, said to Ye Feng, "Alright, everyone's here now. Begin your performance."
Blanch!
Ye Feng stood up, feeling a bit embarrassed.
But the fanatical gazes of all the disciples made him too embarrassed to say anything.
After thinking about it, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
Ye Feng drew his first steel longsword and began to clear his mind.
Then, I started making things up...
"The Yi Jing states that the Taiji (太极) gives rise to the Yin and Yang (两仪), the Yin and Yang give rise to the Four Symbols (四象), and the Four Symbols give rise to the Eight Trigrams (八卦)."
"Tai Chi originates from Wuji, is the mechanism of movement and stillness, and is the mother of Yin and Yang. Yin cannot be separated from Yang, and Yang cannot be separated from Yin."
After Ye Feng read these words aloud, he felt as if his thoughts had entered a state of chaos.
Immediately after the chaos was broken, the yin and yang energies transformed into two large fish that began to rotate continuously.
The longsword in his hand began to unconsciously sway, creating one sword circle after another.
"When Yin and Yang are in harmony, one ascends to the divine realm; when the mind is calm and the body upright, one's intention and energy flow smoothly. Opening and closing, emptiness and fullness, inner and outer are united."
His voice began to sound ethereal.
Jingrang's words resonated deeply with his disciples.
Some people were already sitting cross-legged on the ground, entering a mysterious and profound state of mind.
Some people, however, felt nothing and could not understand what was happening before their eyes.
"Using softness to achieve strength, combining softness and strength, Tai Chi Yin and Yang, with both softness and strength, achieving harmony between softness and strength, and releasing power freely."
Ye Feng's every movement was extremely slow.
The trembling of the longsword was also completely erratic.
Aside from the fact that the longsword is drawing circles, there is nothing else to it.
"Tai Chi originates from Wuji, is the mechanism of movement and stillness, and is the mother of Yin and Yang. Yin cannot be separated from Yang, and Yang cannot be separated from Yin."
While many disciples were still confused, Ye Feng had already performed the move once.
"What... what is Junior Brother doing? I can only sense that it is very mysterious, but I can't figure out where the mystery lies at all."
"I don't understand it, but I've memorized the movements. Wait, this... this second time the movements are completely different from the first time?!"
"Completely different? You mean Junior Brother dialed the wrong number?"
"Look carefully."
Jian Qingfeng's voice rang out softly.
"The reason why the moves are different is because this sword technique has no moves at all. Like the Dugu Nine Swords, it pursues the idea of defeating the opponent with moves without using any moves."
"Then, that still can't meet the needs of those slow-paced disciples, can it?"
"No! Although both are about defeating opponents with no moves, their underlying meanings are completely different. This sword technique is sometimes slow and sometimes fast, combining movement and stillness, but its core meaning is the word 'slow.' I need to see more of it."
"Boom!"
A massive thunderclap boomed in the sky.
The sky above Mount Shu began to turn gray, as if it were still in the primordial chaos.
...
The Daoist Jian and the Daoist Ming, who were still on the outskirts of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, exchanged a shocked glance.
"This... is actually a world of its own?"
"Inconceivable, utterly inconceivable!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor also noticed the strangeness of Mount Shu.
It's right in front of me, and nothing has changed.
Using divine sense, he could no longer perceive the situation of the entire Shushan Sword Sect!
"The Shu Mountain Sword Sect... Interesting..."
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