What does the word "Qing" mean? Chapter 8: The words on the jade pendant!

  "Is the Holy Body also divided into strong and weak?" Tang Lin asked in surprise.

  "Of course." Xiao Hui smiled lightly: "All things have their strengths and weaknesses, the Sacred Body is naturally no exception, you will understand this later on."

  Tang Lin nodded as if he was deep in thought.

  Because of the first day coming to Sheng Tang's preparatory camp, Tang Lin was not very familiar with this place, so he didn't go out for a walk and sat in the courtyard, practicing his finger strength and symbol drawing proficiency.

  "In eight more months, I'll be able to see Mother." Tang Lin sat by the pool, drawing talismans, but his mind was thinking of Father, Big Brother, and the mother he had never met.

  "The last news came that the Dragon Festival ceremony had an unexpected situation and was postponed for two years. Now, nearly two years have passed, leaving only eight months." Tang Lin thought to himself.

  He thought as he drew a ninth-grade talisman in his hand, which was completed smoothly without any mistakes. With his current spiritual power, it was easy for him to divide his mind and do two things at once.

  ……

  The next day.

  Tang Lin arrived at the Wordless Jade Wall.

  On the dozens of mats in front of the Jade Disc, twenty or thirty people sat, men and women, all with focused expressions gazing at the Jade Disc.

  Tang Lin chose a relatively front cushion and sat down, preparing to watch the wordless jade pendant. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "This is not where you can sit, get out of the way!"

  Tang Lin was taken aback and looked up to see a cold and stern young man standing behind him, looking down at him with an air of superiority.

  "Is this your seat?" Tang Lin frowned and said.

  The cold youth did not answer Tang Lin's words, but said indifferently: "New people always sit in the last row. This is the rule."

  "Who set it?" Tang Lin's eyes flashed.

  "You're not convinced?" The cold and stern young man gazed at Tang Lin with a glint of chill in his eyes.

  Tang Lin saw that he was ignored twice when asking questions, this kind of arrogant person, he had never met before, he keenly felt that the people around him were casting unfriendly glances at him.

  Tang Lin's heart surged with a wave of anger, and he said coldly, "Can you make me submit?"

  The cold youth sneered and raised his palm towards Tang Lin's shoulder.

  Tang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light. His body's strength suddenly surged, and he flipped his hand to grab the young man's wrist. With a furious blow, he unleashed 100% of his power, and immediately heard the sound of bones shattering.

  Boom!

  Tang Lin's body floated up, and he kicked out with one foot, heavily slamming it into the chest of this cold and stern young man, breaking several of his ribs at the center of his chest, and sending his entire body flying out.

  The cold and stern young man's body fell to the ground, his face revealing shock. He had not expected that Tang Lin, a new recruit who had just joined the Holy Temple's preparatory camp, would have such immense power!

  Tang Lin's eyes swept around him with an icy gaze. He said word by word: "Who still doesn't obey?"

  Everyone's pupils shrank, this cold and stern young man's strength in the Holy Temple Preparatory Camp was able to rank among the top ten, yet at this moment he was actually sent flying by Tang Lin with a single strike!

  Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Tang Lin let out a cold snort. He sat down again, and this time no one cast him any more malicious glances.

  Tang Lin's heart was clear: in a place like this, strength was everything!

  That cold and stern young man got up from the ground, stared at Tang Lin with a gloomy expression, clenched his fists, then turned around and left.

  Tang Lin didn't respond.

  He never fears offending people, especially those who provoke him first.

  Tang Lin quickly calmed down, the anger in his heart dissipating. He gazed intently at the wordless jade pendant, seeing that it was a crystal clear piece of jadeite, like a streak of radiant light.

  Tang Lin felt that his spiritual energy was being drawn by the wordless jade pendant, this feeling was almost the same as when he was observing the emotionless painting scroll.

  "Could it be that this wordless jade pendant is actually a treasure of contemplation?" Tang Lin thought to himself.

  He gazed at the wordless jade pendant, and could clearly feel that his spiritual power seemed to be gradually increasing, as if all his attention had floated into the wordless jade pendant, and his body was surrounded by a layer of emerald green light.

  His own soul seemed to have floated out of his body and was wandering in the wordless jade pendant.

  Tang Lin was completely absorbed in it and didn't feel the passage of time at all.

  Before I knew it, several days had passed.

  Tang Lin gazed at the wordless jade pendant day and night without stopping, feeling his heart and soul fully immersed in it, his body surrounded by a refreshing green aura.

  Suddenly, the green light surrounding Tang Lin's body slowly parted, revealing a crystal-clear jade pendant. On this pendant, it seemed to be engraved with a single character.

  Tang Lin made a concerted effort to gaze into the distance, and after a long time, he gradually made out that the character was "fast"! The font of this character was ancient seal script, written very sloppily, and with the green light covering it, Tang Lin could barely recognize it.

  "Quick?" Tang Lin's heart had a feeling.

  "Could it be that both swordsmanship and body movement must be fast?"

  "Indeed, under the heavens, all martial arts are invincible only with speed. The ultimate goal of all body techniques is to achieve speed. When speed reaches its peak, it can create a power that makes gods and ghosts tremble."

  Tang Lin felt deeply about this word "fast".

  If someone knew that Tang could see words on the wordless jade pendant, they would be extremely surprised. After all, no one in the entire Holy Temple Preparatory School had ever heard of anyone being able to see words on a wordless jade pendant.

  If it is seen as a character, then it cannot be called "wordless" jade pendant.

  For the next dozen or so days, Tang Lin was deeply contemplating this "fast" character. During these dozen or so days, Tang Lin once again went to test himself on the ten-layered platform, only to discover that he still could only reach the ninth layer, even though it was just one step away from crossing over into the tenth.

  But this layer is like a natural moat, impossible to cross.

  Tang Lin had only silently observed the wordless jade pendant, tempering his own spiritual power.

  Spring goes and autumn comes.

  Before I knew it, six months had passed.

  In these six months, Tang Lin did not see any more words on the Wordless Jade Token. There was only that one word "fast" which made Tang Lin repeatedly ponder its profound meaning.

  August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

  Tang Lin sat in front of the wordless jade pendant, but his mind wandered to his father and the Mid-Autumn Festival three years ago when he was still a weak scholar living happily with his family.

  It was that day when I met Xiaohui, changing the fate of a lifetime.

  Three years have passed, I wonder if Father is doing well?

  Does the elder brother who wanders outside ever return home?

  Where is Second Sister now?

  Tang Lin's thoughts drifted away as he gazed at the mountain covered with fluttering fallen leaves, and a strong feeling of homesickness burst forth in his heart.

  On the night of the full moon, Tang Lin sat in front of the wordless jade pendant, looking up at the round moon in the sky. In his heart, he secretly thought: "Although I am not at home, Father and Big Brother will definitely see the moon."

  He thought of a poem.

  People of today do not see the moon of ancient times. The moon of today once shone on people of old.

  Does this bright moon also shine on my father and elder brother?

  Tang Lin thought to himself. Just then, he suddenly discovered that on the round moon, there seemed to be an elegant figure standing on the moon, holding a slender sword and dancing gracefully.

  Tang Lin was taken aback, he rubbed his eyes carefully, and only then did he realize that he hadn't seen wrongly, there really was a figure on the moon!

  Tang Lin's face was full of shock.

  Who stands on the round moon?

  Could it be the legendary immortal?

  At the time of Tang Lin's astonishment, a figure on the round moon rose and danced, with the sword in his hand like a flute, rotating leisurely. This sharp sword was like a brush in the figure's hand, painting all the essence of the world's martial arts.

  Tang Lin was stunned.

  The figure's sword in hand, whether it's a gentle turn or a light and direct thrust, carries an artistic atmosphere. Perfectly flawless.

  Tang Lin felt for the first time what it meant by sword dance!

  With sword as dance, the sword is like willow catkins, floating and fluttering.

  The figure on the moon, fluttering and dancing repeatedly, with elegant dance moves, not swift but with a slow and gentle atmosphere, like water flowing, neither hurried nor delayed, with a beginning and an end, circulating back and forth, forming its own path.

  Tang Lin saw the word "fast" on the blank jade pendant.

  At this moment, from the figure on the round moon, I feel that martial arts is not just about speed! Slowness is also a state of mind, and extreme slowness can surpass extreme speed!

  This was like the principles of martial arts that were as profound as the mysteries of life, and Tang Lin could only vaguely feel it for a while, but still couldn't understand.

  The figure on the round moon slowly danced with sword shadows, each sword stroke was slow and gentle, as if afraid to disturb the wind.

  This is a sentimental swordsmanship.

  Each sword seems to contain emotions, the sword has no killing intent, no sharpness, but instead is as gentle as water, as if it cannot bear to hurt anything, even the air is not pierced.

  Tang Lin had never seen such a sword technique before. If he had heard it from someone else's mouth, he would have definitely asked, "Can this sword technique really harm people?"

  A sword technique that cannot harm people, how can it be called a sword technique?

  However, at this moment, seeing the figure dancing with sword moves on the round moon, Tang Lin deeply felt that this sentimental sword move was terrible. If he encountered it himself, every sword would come slowly, but he would absolutely be unable to dodge!

  The profundity of this swordsmanship has surpassed any swordsmanship that Tang Lin has ever seen, perhaps only the "Emotionless Swordsmanship" he hasn't learned yet can be compared to it.

  Gradually, the swordsmanship on this round moon seemed to be etched in Tang Lin's mind. His mental strength was unforgettable at a glance, and he could remember it completely after just one look. Especially the artistic conception of this set of swordsmanship made Tang Lin completely fascinated.

  After a long time, the night deepened, and the round moon moved, gradually covered by white fog. The figure on the moon also seemed to have disappeared.

  Tang Lin only then withdrew his gaze, looking around, and only discovered that everyone else was staring intently at the wordless jade pendant, and no one had noticed the figure on the round moon.

  Tang Lin gazed at the wordless jade pendant, discovering that its position was extremely clever. The bright moonlight shone on it, as if it could reflect light in general.

  Tang Lin was suddenly startled in his heart and thought: "Could it be that the figure on the round moon is reflected from the wordless jade token?"

  At this time, the cloud and fog were blown away by the wind, and the round moon reappeared. Tang Lin raised his head to gaze at it intently, and suddenly discovered that only when the round moon moved to form an oblique angle with the wordless jade pendant would he be able to see that figure from the round moon. If the round moon moved, this figure would gradually become blurred and then disappear.

  Tang Lin furrowed his brow and thought: "So, as long as the round moon is aligned with the slanted angle, I can see this figure?"

  ……

  Yesterday's explosion, the monthly ticket is still very bleak, this is not appropriate, the person in front of me opens his small mouth and wants a big pile of monthly tickets. I roar for a few times, but only get a few votes, which is unscientific.

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