Chapter 23: Three Feet of Green Sword

  "This time it was truly a narrow escape." Song Qing woke up to find that his spirit and energy had suffered different injuries, and he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. "I didn't expect that just understanding the sword intent would lead to such a disaster, it's really unpredictable."

  At the same time, Song Qingchu turned his head to look at the Shen Niao beside him, who was looking at him with a worried expression. He couldn't help but feel grateful and solemnly clasped his hands together, saying "Thank you, Brother Niao!"

  "Chirp!"

  The divine eagle let out a loud cry and flapped its wings as if saying "no need".

  Song Qing looked at it and couldn't help but smile, stroking the glossy black feathers of the divine eagle, saying "Elder Eagle, I'll take my leave first."

  As he spoke, Song Qingchu took out the gourd from his waist and opened it to take a sip of wine. This time, he used an even larger snake gallbladder to make medicinal wine, so the effect was naturally more pronounced.

  In an instant, Song Qing felt a thick heat slowly rising from within his body.

  The gallbladder can not only transform internal energy, but also has a unique effect in supplementing essence and spirit.

  Wolong Mountain range, a small valley, in front of a waterfall, Kang Yong is standing on a rock.

  Half a day later, Song Qingchu woke up again, and the situation was much better now. However, this time his spirit wasn't something that could be made up for in one go, he needed to slowly and quietly nurture himself back to health.

  Since it can't be restored in a short time, Song Qing Shu didn't dwell on it anymore. Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Song Qing Shu decided to go out and find the Three Times Green Sword. Originally thought that the Divine Eagle was gone, Dugu Qiubai's sword is ownerless, unfortunately now... Alas! Moreover, the Divine Eagle just saved his own life. Song Qing Shu didn't know what to do for a while.

  Just then, the divine eagle let out two low cries, used its beak to tug at Song Qing's clothes, and then walked away.

  "Brother Chou, where are you taking me?" Unfortunately, the divine eagle couldn't speak, so Song Qing's question was left unanswered. Song Qing shook his head and followed behind as they walked out of the cave.

  The Divine Eagle surprisingly walked towards the back of the mountain cave, Song Qing Shu couldn't help but secretly speculate, "Could it be that the Divine Eagle is going to take me to the Sword Tomb?"

  Arrived at the cave, but saw lush trees and clear mountain air. After walking for a while, came to a steep cliff. The cliff was like a huge screen, rising into the sky. About twenty or thirty feet from the ground in the middle of the cliff, there was a large stone about three or four square meters, resembling a platform. On the stone, two characters "Sword Tomb" were faintly carved.

  Song Qing's heart was overjoyed: "It really is a sword tomb!"

  At this time, the divine eagle looked at Song Qingchu, chirped twice, and then ignored Song Qingchu. With a flap of its wings, Song Qingchu felt a gust of wind pass by, and then saw the divine eagle soar into the sky, instantly landing on the stone platform.

  Song Qing looked at it for a moment, speechless. This bare and empty place was not something even he himself could handle, let alone if Taishifu Zhang Sanfeng were to come. However, he knew that Yang Guo had managed to climb up despite having his arm cut off back then, so there must be some method.

  He focused his attention for a moment and suddenly saw that on the steep cliff, every few feet there was a clump of green moss, with dozens of clumps growing straight up in a row.

  Song Qing's heart moved slightly, and he manipulated the ladder cloud to rise. He jumped up, stretched out his hand, and felt around in a clump of green moss at the very bottom.

  He pulled out a handful of black mud, and it turned out to be a small cave. It was probably dug by Dugu Qiubai with his sharp tool back in the day. Over time, mud accumulated inside the cave, and moss grew as a result.

  Song Qing's heart was filled with joy, thinking that Yang Guo, the Divine Eagle Hero of old, had climbed up from here.

  Now that the method has been found, there is no time to delay. Song Qing stepped on the ladder cloud and rose up one step at a time, just like climbing a cloud ladder. With a burst of energy, he jumped several feet high and his left foot landed on the

  In a small hole, following the escape, the right foot aimed at the second clump of green moss and kicked in, mud splashing out, and on the stone wall there was indeed another mountain cave that could hold feet.

  After repeated efforts, it took about the time of burning an incense stick for Song Qing Shu to finally climb onto the platform in one breath.

  Then he saw the divine eagle standing beside a large stone with the two characters "Sword Tomb" written on it. At the same time, the two lines of smaller stone carvings next to him caught Song Qing's attention:

  "The Sword Devil, having no equal in all the land, buries his sword here."

  "Alas! Heroes are bound by their own hands, long swords useless, is this not a sad fate?"

  Song Qing was overjoyed, finally arrived here.

  Looking at the two rows of stone carvings, a while later, he lowered his head and saw that many stones were piled up into a large tomb. It seemed that this was indeed the real Sword Tomb. The back of the tomb faced the valley, with an open and expansive view. Not to mention how heroic the Sword Devil himself was, but just this Sword Tomb had already taken advantage of the terrain. It seemed that this person was both literary and martially talented, with extraordinary ambitions.

  But unfortunately I was born too late and had no chance to meet this senior hero.

  Song Qingxu stood beside the Sword Tomb, gazing up at the sky and letting out a long sigh. The sound echoed back from all directions, unceasing for a moment. He thought of how Yang Guoqiang had come here years ago and also let out a long sigh. Unconsciously, he felt "Some things are not seen by those who came before, nor will they be seen by those who come after. Thinking about the vastness of heaven and earth, I am moved to tears."

  At this moment, although Song Qing wanted to take a look at the treasure in the tomb, he didn't want to offend his senior, so he sat cross-legged, breathing in the wind, and felt the clear air filling his chest and abdomen, as if he was about to fly away with the wind.

  At this time, the divine eagle beside the carp called out a few more times, stretched out its steel claws, picked up the stone on the sword mound, and moved it aside.

  But soon the divine eagle's claws rose and fell without stopping, and in no time it moved away the stone blocks on top of the mound, revealing three long swords lined up side by side. Between the first and second sword, there was another long strip of stone. The three swords and the stone strip were placed side by side on a large bluestone.

  Song Qingchu raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the first sword. On the stone below the sword were engraved two lines of small characters:

  "Fierce and powerful, nothing can withstand it, before the age of twenty, he used it to compete with the heroes of Hebei."

  Looking at the sword again, it was about four feet long, with a bright blue light flashing on it, and it was a sharp weapon.

  "This will be my sword from now on." Song Qingyu fondled it lovingly. After a while, Song Qingyu put the sword back in its original place.

  He picked up the long strip of stone and saw that there were also two lines of small characters carved on the bluestone below:

  "Zi Wei Soft Sword, used before the age of 30, mistakenly injuring righteousness is unlucky, so it was abandoned in a deep valley."

  Song Qing thought to himself: "He's really a prodigal son, this Ziwei soft sword is absolutely not inferior to the three-foot Qingfeng sword, others can't get a good weapon no matter how hard they try, but he just throws it away like that, truly a rich man doesn't know what it's like to be hungry."

  Song Qingshu shook his head and put down the stone slab, looking at the moment below. On the stone carving, there were two lines of small words that read:

  "A heavy sword has no edge; great skill is not showy. Before forty years of age, rely on it to swagger across the world."

  Song Qingchu knew that the original sword here was taken away by Yang Guo, the Divine Eagle Hero, and used to create the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, which dominated the world. The legendary sword, E Tian Jian, and the Tulong Dao, which are now circulating in the Jianghu, were actually made from the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

  Muttering to himself the eight characters "a heavy sword has no edge, great skill is not craftsmanship", he couldn't help but shake his head. The principle is this principle, but it's easy to say and hard to do.

  It is said that 'the sword moves lightly, the knife is heavy'. There are countless sword techniques in the world, but no matter how different the changes of each school and sect are, they all value lightness and swiftness. As for those who are famous for their heavy swords, apart from Dugu Qiubai himself, it seems that only Yang Guo, the Divine Eagle Hero, is left.

  Song Qing shook his head and didn't think about those things. After all, he was still too far away from them at the moment.

  Only one sword is left, concentrate and take a look, it turns out to be a wooden sword, after years of erosion, the sword body and hilt have all rotted away, but under the sword, there is an inscription on the stone that reads:

  "After the age of 40, one is no longer confined by things; all grasses, woods, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. From this point on, refine yourself further, gradually entering the realm where having no sword surpasses having a sword."