I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 88: Nine Transformations

The immortal sword is as cold as frost, having been tempered for thousands of years.

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In Fengdu Luoshan, the air was filled with yin energy and sword lights were like rainbows. Lu Wujiu held the Seven Star Sword in his hand and slashed out sword energy one after another seemingly clumsily, with sweat on his forehead like soybeans.

In Wudang Pure Yang Sword Art, there is a very basic, extremely powerful, and also the most difficult technique to practice to perfection, called the Stacked Sword!

What is stacked swords?

When several sword energies overlap and strike out together, it is called stacked swords.

However, a swordsman cannot swing two sword energies with the same sword at the same time, so he must use special techniques to stack the swords.

Generally speaking, the lighter the sword energy, the faster the speed; the heavier the sword energy, the slower the speed.

With the help of this feature, the first sword energy is heavy and the second sword energy is light, so the second sword energy can catch up with the first sword energy, forming a combined force, and bursting out the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

The theory sounds simple.

However, only after practicing did I realize how difficult this technique is.

Because in order to control the lightness and heaviness of the sword energy, the swordsman's energy control ability is extremely critical.

In addition, the lightness and heaviness of sword energy are only relative concepts. In fact, the error in the flight time of the two is extremely small. Therefore, if you want to use the overlapping sword, it depends on the swordsman's sword-swinging speed.

Lu Wujiu didn't know how many times he swung the sword before he could barely find the feeling.

You can use the stacked swords from a distance of nine feet, and succeed once in ten times.

However, nine feet away is still too far for a fight, and the enemy can easily dodge.

At this distance, we can only say that we understand the operating principle of the stacked swords, but it is not practical at all.

"No wonder sword cultivators and thunder cultivators are considered the strongest in the world! Just one stacked sword is enough to make me feel like I'm in heaven!"

After a long time, feeling that he only had 30% of his magic power left, Lu Wujiu stopped and rubbed his sore shoulders, sighing with emotion.

This was the most difficult technique he had ever practiced.

This is still a Permian sword.

According to Wudang heritage, swords can be stacked infinitely. It is said that the strongest swordsman in Wudang can swing nine-fold swords, which is the maximum number!
One sword can defeat opponents of higher levels, which is terrifying.

"The way of the sword requires diligence. The Wudang tradition has never deceived me!"

Lu Wujiu let out a breath, and his figure flashed away as he left the human skin book.

When he returned to Lao Lu Temple, he found that time seemed to pass by in his practice. Two days had passed unknowingly. Liu Qingtan was not in the temple at this time. Instead, he had gone down the mountain to invite the opera troupe as instructed by him.

He thought about it and strolled to the front wing. Liu Goudan was carrying a winnowing basket and pouring a ball of black feed into the trough.

In the manger, two yellow cows, one big and one small, stretched their heads and concentrated on eating.

"what is this?"

Lu Wujiu walked over and reached out to scoop up a handful.

"Mr. Lu!" Liu Goudan was startled and said quickly, "This, this is wine dregs."

"Wine lees?"

"Yes, the abbot said that the master specifically instructed us to feed these two oxen well. Although it's February, it's still early spring, and fresh grass is hard to find in the mountains. I went back and asked my father, and he said that I should feed them with wine dregs. There's a wine cellar nearby, so I asked them to send some wine dregs over regularly.

Lu Wujiu nodded and waved his hand, saying, "Go get busy!"

"Hey!"

Liu Goudan nodded and fled away, only breathing a sigh of relief after he was far away.

It's strange to say, Mr. Lu is a gentle person, and I have never seen him get angry, but he is scary when he sees someone. The source of this is probably the bloody incident when he was taking in his disciples!

After Liu Goudan left, Lu Wujiu looked at the little yellow ox in front of him, eating the lees with its head down, and called out, "Zhong Ye!"

The little yellow calf continued to eat without any reaction.

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment, took out a pill, and threw it to the little yellow cow's mouth. He watched it happily swallow it, then turned and left.

The old Lu mountain god said that monsters were born from the creation of heaven and earth.

What is the creation of heaven and earth?

Some ordinary lambs may become intelligent and become monsters just by swallowing a magical herb.

In this case, he can only create fate artificially.

By evening, Liu Qingtan returned to the temple on his paper-cut horse. He went straight to Lu Wujiu and reported, "Sir, as you instructed, the opera troupe has been found, and the people in the surrounding area have also been notified."

Lu Wujiu praised: "Not bad, then let's wait for the show to begin!"

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Not long after the Dragon Raising its Head on February 2, news came from Lao Lu Temple that it would hold a fasting party on February 15 to celebrate the Xuanyuan Festival. At that time, it would invite the Puhua Opera Troupe from Nanyang capital to perform at the foot of the mountain to celebrate with the people.

As soon as the news came out, everyone in the surrounding area was excited and looking forward to it.

Xuanyuan Festival, also known as the Nativity Festival, Laojun Birthday... etc., is the birthday of the Taoist ancestor. On this day, all officials take a holiday and the whole world celebrates together.

However, as time passed, the Xuanyuan Festival has gradually become a private festival of the Xuanmen sect, and few people in the folk celebrate it anymore.

Even in the Xuanmen sect, apart from some famous and prestigious families who have the financial resources to hold fasting meetings, it is already good enough for small sects to remember to bathe, fast, burn incense and worship.

The grand display of Lao Lu Temple naturally seemed like a nouveau riche showing off in the eyes of nearby temples and shrines.

However, for the Puhua Opera Troupe, the more such nouveau riche there are, the better.

The Puhua Opera Troupe is located in Liangcheng, the capital of Nanyang. It was founded by the troupe owner Shen Lin twenty years ago. It is well-known in Nanyang for its unique singing style.

The sound of stringed instruments can be heard from the theater all day long, and there is no shortage of business outside the theater every day.

After receiving the invitation, they arrived at the foot of Lao Lu Mountain early to set up the stage.

Shen Lin, who is over fifty years old, personally supervises it.

When the stage was more than half built, a communication talisman flashed out. Shen Lin took it, glanced at it, and his eyes fixed.

He turned his head to glance in the direction of Lao Lushan, thought for a moment, and waved to his eldest disciple who was directing his disciples, "Su Hong, come here!"

Su Hong saw his master calling him and hurried over: "Master, you are looking for me."

Su Hong, twenty-six years old, with a feminine appearance, is a famous actress in the Puhua Opera Troupe. She has many admirers, both men and women, young and old, and is very much loved by Shen Lin.

"News came from the theater that the Yaoshan Sect has invited our troupe. I have to go there myself to preside over the performance. I'll leave this place to you."

Shen Lin said concisely.

"Okay, Master."

"Remember, no matter whether it's a big show or a small show, sing and act well."

Having said that, he lowered his voice, worried that his apprentice might be perfunctory.

"Remember, not to mention the rising star Lu Wujiu, even if there is a deity in Old Lushan, you must be extremely vigilant. If you can attract the mountain deity's attention, it will greatly benefit your rituals. Otherwise, why would your master come here in person? Unfortunately, the Yaoshan Sect can't refuse, so I have no choice but to go."

"Master, are you still worried about my work? Let alone being invited by the Xuanmen Sect, even if it's invited by a wealthy countryman, I should be fully prepared."

"Okay, okay! I'm confident that you can do your job well."

Shen Lin patted his apprentice's shoulder with satisfaction, turned around, took the horse, and rode away.

But my heart is burning with passion.

The Puhua Opera Troupe is not an ordinary low-class actor, but a disciple of the Liyuan Opera, one of the unconventional ways. The one-act and nine-transformation technique they practiced is said to have originated from the nine-transformation and ten-transformation technique of the Xuanmen Opera, which is extremely mysterious.

Their practice is not to seize the gift of nature, not to rely on incense, not to compete for mysteries, but only to seek that shout, which is very mysterious!

As the saying goes:
The play has begun, and people from all directions come to listen, including humans from one side, ghosts from three directions, and gods from all directions.

Being an audience and spectators is the way for Liyuan disciples to practice.

Shen Lin has been performing opera for many years. People, ghosts, and even gods have all heard his operas, but there is only one immortal that he is missing, making him wait for a long time.

This year, Yaoshan Sect wants to honor the Three Pure Ones and the Three Dukes. He dare not even think about inviting the Three Pure Ones, who are the ancestors of Taoism. If he is lucky, he might be able to invite the Three Dukes, and then he will be able to overcome this chasm.

(End of this chapter)