lcionline Chapter 199: Sword and Staff Demonstrations
Chapter 199: Sword and Staff Demonstrations
Bai Yuan suddenly turned around, taking firm and powerful steps, and strode out of the hall. Every step seemed to vent his inner dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Xu Wan couldn't help but pat his head and groaned inwardly.
It’s over. Senior brother is really angry. I’m afraid he will be punished next.
She turned around in panic, her eyes fell on Xuanqing, only to see that he was still sitting upright on the mat, without moving.
His eyes were fixed on the throne on the high platform in front of him, as if he was completely unaware of everything around him.
Xu Wan was anxious, and her hands unconsciously grasped the corners of her Taoist robes. She squeezed out two words: "Xuan Qing."
There was a hint of pleading in her voice, hoping that Xuanqing could accompany her to plead with Senior Brother Bai Yuan on her behalf.
However, Xuanqing seemed not to hear her and still did not look back at her.
"You go with my brother."
Xuanqing's voice was calm and cold, and it came out of his mouth without any hesitation.
Xu Wan was furious when he heard this, and said to Xuan Qing in secret: "Xuan Qing, you are ungrateful!
After all, I am your master. If I hadn't brought you back to the Azure Palace from the human world,
How could you have the opportunity to study in Lingshan..."
However, no matter what Xu Wan said, Xuan Qing never turned back, as if her words had no effect on him.
Xu Wan was extremely disappointed and could only turn around helplessly.
She held up her wide Taoist robe tightly with both hands, and ran quickly with light and quick steps.
When she rushed to the door, Bai Yuan was already standing there with his back to her, looking lonely and cold.
Xu Wan looked at Bai Yuan's back and became scared.
The hands holding the Taoist robe were trembling.
She knew that since she had fallen asleep in his class, it was understandable that her senior was angry.
She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and slowly walked forward, ready to face the coming punishment.
"Jinglian, please stay."
Behind him, Xuanqing's voice, as gentle as jade, suddenly came.
Xu Wan was slightly stunned, then turned around and a bright smile appeared on her face.
Xuanqing bowed and presented the whisk respectfully with both hands. His posture revealed an indescribable humility and respect.
Only then did Xu Wan realize that she had been so nervous that she had even forgotten to take the whisk in her hand.
She took the whisk gratefully.
“Thank you, Xuanqing.
How about we go out for a walk together?"
However, Xuan Qing shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of determination: "I need to practice, time is running out and there is no time to waste."
After saying this, he turned around and strode towards the mat, sat down without hesitation, closed his eyes and began to concentrate, immersing himself in the world of cultivation.
At this moment, Bai Yuan's resounding voice came, carrying a bit of majesty and urging: "Junior brother, hurry up and catch up."
Xu Wan followed Bai Yuan's footsteps and walked down the quaint and elegant attic.
They arrived at the vast square of the Nine Yang Divine Sect, which was spacious and grand.
Xu Wan followed him silently, walking in the square, and came to a stone staircase.
The staircase is very long and leads to the mountain.
The two walked along the winding mountain road and unknowingly reached the halfway point of the mountain.
We came to a spacious pavilion and stood on it looking down, with a panoramic view of the scenery below the mountain.
Bai Yuan turned his back to Xu Wan and remained silent.
Xu Wan walked up to him and asked doubtfully, "Brother, why did you bring me here?"
Bai Yuan actually began to expound on the profound Dao, muttering to himself, "Hiding from Heaven's will, avoiding cause and effect, all kinds of shackles shackle my true self.
Following the will of heaven and accepting the cause and effect, today I know who I am.
Once you realize the truth and see your true self, why fear the old shackles of the past?
The shackles of the world are just dreams, they are formless, invisible, and without me. "
Xu Wan was confused by what she heard and could not help but touch her head with a bewildered look on her face.
The whisk in Bai Yuan's hand disappeared quietly, and then a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He held the sword firmly and began to dance, his figure like a dragon emerging from the sea or a phoenix spreading its wings.
As Bai Yuan danced gracefully, his purple Taoist robe swayed gently, moving with the wind, like a flowing painting.
The long black beard on his chin also fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of immortal air to him.
Every movement is fluid and powerful, a breathtaking sight.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the way Senior Brother dances with the sword..."
Xu Wan watched intently from the side and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of her heart.
Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of playfulness and joy, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.
Xu Wan's praise echoed in Bai Yuan's ears, and he couldn't help but burst into a hearty laugh.
He continued to dance with the sword in his hand. The sword light was like a weaving and the sword shadow was swaying, like a flowing ink painting.
Suddenly, an unexpected scene happened - Bai Yuan's foot lightly wiped the ground, drawing a perfect circle.
The circle glowed with dazzling golden light, like the surface of a lake illuminated by sunlight, sparkling and dazzling.
Xu Wan rubbed her eyes, unable to believe what she saw.
Bai Yuan just stood there, firmly standing in the circle of golden light, continuing his sword dance.
His movements were still so graceful and calm, as if the whole world was dancing with the tip of his sword.
"Drawing a circle with one foot, awesome! Awesome!"
Xu Wan jumped up, waved her right hand, and shouted loudly at Bai Yuan.
She knew very well that this was not just a simple movement, but also an ultimate test of her body movement, swordsmanship and internal strength.
The fact that Bai Yuan was able to achieve such a level shows how profound his attainments in martial arts were, which is truly admirable.
At this moment, she became even more determined to learn from Bai Yuan, hoping that one day she would be able to perform such wonderful sword skills like her senior brother.
Bai Yuan stopped dancing with the sword, and the sword seemed to be summoned by him and was instantly retracted into his space, leaving no trace.
He took a step out of the circle, each step seemed so steady and powerful.
Xu Wan walked towards the golden circle eagerly.
She looked around at the dazzling golden light, whisk tightly grasped in her hand, and fell into deep thought.
Bai Yuan strode quickly to the bench in the pavilion and sat down, his eyes fixed on Xu Wan who was standing in the golden circle.
She was like an innocent child, spinning happily in the golden circle.
The white Taoist robe danced as she spun, like a charming vortex, drawing everything around it into it.
Bai Yuan's heart also moved, and his eyes revealed indescribable tenderness and pity.
He knew very well that as a cat demon, Xu Wan naturally yearned for a free and easy life.
Sitting in the Taoist temple all day listening to scriptures and practicing talismans was undoubtedly a kind of oppression and restraint for her.
Just as he himself lost his true self after becoming a monk, he had to suppress his inner desires and impulses.
People who practice Taoism often have two selves: one is the physical body struggling in the secular world, and the other is the soul pursuing transcendence and freedom.
Xu Wan's rotation gradually slowed down. She stood there with a clear and firm gaze.
Bai Yuan knew that although she was trapped in the Taoist sect, her yearning for freedom had never been extinguished.
He looked at her silently, and secretly decided in his heart that he would find a path for her that could both satisfy her inner desire and allow her to continue her practice.
The purple Taoist robe swayed as Bai Yuan stood up, and a wooden stick appeared out of thin air in his hand. The surface of the stick was smooth, emitting a faint woody fragrance, and seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.
Xu Wan, who was spinning happily, suddenly saw the wooden stick in Bai Yuan's hand, and the smile on her face froze instantly.
She immediately ran to Bai Yuan, threw the whisk in her hand behind her, and knelt down in front of Bai Yuan with a plop.
She clutched Bai Yuan's purple Taoist robe tightly with both hands, her voice trembling as if she was extremely scared: "Brother... please be gentle..."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan's lips curled up into a hearty smile, which sounded like a mountain spring, clear and pleasant.
"Master didn't even hit you, so how dare I, Senior Brother, hit you?"
There was a hint of pampering and helplessness in his words.
The wooden stick began to spin flexibly in Bai Yuan's hand, like a dragon flying in the air.
Xu Wan looked at the wooden stick in his senior brother's hand, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by curiosity and anticipation.
She picked up the whisk on the ground and sat on the bench next to her, her eyes closely following the wooden stick in Bai Yuan's hand.
It turned out that the senior brother didn't want to beat her, but wanted to teach her sword and stick techniques.
A warm feeling surged in Xu Wan's heart. She knew that her senior brother had always cared about her and hoped that she could become stronger.