"Alas!" The sound of the Heavenly Knife coming out of the sheath was not loud, but the masters present still heard it clearly, and Ning Daoqi was naturally no exception, in the face of the Heavenly Knife out of the sheath, Ning Daoqi sighed: "How I hope that Brother Song will come to me today to drink and talk to me and share his experience of life." Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info only hate the world and the unkind, take all things as dogs, let us sink upside down, and keep the heart in the chest.

Now the catastrophe in the Central Plains is imminent, and I am so tired that I am a big fool who forgets my years early and does not know how to return, so I have to cheekily ask Brother Song to guide the two heavenly swords, but I don't care whether I can afford it, and ask Brother Song to be merciful to his subordinates. ”

"Brother Dao's words are really interesting, and they make me feel that this trip is worthwhile. Brother Dao's modest and self-disciplined mind has reached the realm of selflessness, and he has won the purpose of Taoism to be humble and quiet. Song Que has been taught! ”

Ning Daoqi said happily: "Brother Song is too high for me!" I never liked Lao Tzu's seriousness, so I had to Zhuang Zhou's wonder, and I loved him even more for entering the world and being born in the world, conforming to the way of nature. Otherwise, there won't be a shame here tonight. ”

Song Que was surprised: "It turns out that what Brother Dao wants is to ignore life and death, success or failure, right and wrong, and reputation, transcend all desires, regard all things in heaven and earth as one, and regard all things in heaven and earth as one. ”

Song Que's words seemed to be flattering, but in fact, he pointed out that Ning Daoqi was involved in the whirlpool of the world this time, and he was witty in his chest, which violated Zhuang Zhou's purpose of transcending everything. As long as Ning Daoqi's heart is not firm enough, and thus doubts himself, this flaw in his heart and spirit can make him defeated.

Ning Daoqi said with a smile: "Born after the world, and know the beginning of the world; Death from nature and earth, and know the end of heaven and earth. Therefore there is life and there must be death, and there is a beginning and there is an end. The effect of the life of the dead, the test of the death of the living, this natural way also. Heaven is constant, not for Yao, not for death. The Tao has a body and is useful, the body is not moving, and the user's vitality is in heaven and earth. Therefore, things must be reversed, blessings and misfortunes are sent, and disasters and blessings are relied on. Lao Tzu is inactive, Zhuangzi is natural, if he teaches people not to create and succeed, otherwise how can Lao Tzu have five thousand subtleties and Zhuang Zhou's fables? It is only to create but not to possess, and to succeed without pretending. Does Brother Song think so? ”

Ning Daoqi has a graceful demeanor, five long beards blowing lightly in the wind, Eguan Bo belt, wearing a brocade robe, with innocent eyes that are indisputable with the world, he is looking at Song Que without blinking, looking directly at everything around him as nothingness. At this moment, there were only himself and Song Que in his eyes.

Song Que smiled faintly and walked forward calmly, but he regarded the void as flat ground. I didn't see how he moved, just stepped on the empty ground and walked on the river. No matter how much the mighty river rolled and boiled, it never wet the surface of his feet. He walked calmly, until he reached two feet in front of Ning Daoqi, and said lightly:

"Brother Dao from his own life and death, experience the end of heaven and earth, the way of nature, so as to transcend the end of life and death, so that Song Que reminds of Zhuang Zhou's inner chapter of the getaway with his back like Mount Tai, wings like clouds hanging from the sky, 90,000 miles of swaying sheep's horns, the clouds, and the giant peng divine bird that bears the blue sky.

Although Song Que owes the ability to go back and forth to the heavens and the ends of the earth, he jumps between the branches, treads on the rivers and seas, and feels free and free to let me be happy, does Brother Dao think it? ”

Zhuang Zhou's fable is magnificent in imagination, but its purpose is not to praise the greatness of Kunpeng, but to point out that the difference between size and size is meaningless, and the little finch in the swamp sees the big peng flying in the air, and is not ashamed of its own insignificance, but feels that it is at ease and that everything is natural.

Song Que used Zhuang Zhou's spear to attack Ning Daoqi Zhuang Zhou's shield, and explained his determination to help Li Qin unify the world, so he ignored how great Ning Daoqi's argument was, because everyone had different positions, they could only let it be natural.

When Ning Daoqi heard this, he pretended not to understand and laughed: "I thought that Lao Zhuang was not good for Brother Song's spleen, so I disdained it." How do you know that the mastery is better than my rather Dodge. Got it! Dare to ask Brother Song how many knives are you confident that you can clean me up? ”

Song Que smiled and said, "How about the Nine Blades?" ”

Ning Daoqi was stunned and said, "If Brother Song thinks that Dodge's scattered eight moves are just eight moves, I'm afraid there is a bit of a misunderstanding among them." ”

Song Que looked up to the sky and laughed: "The avenue is simple and easy, counting from one to nine." Although the eight flutters of the scattered hands can be infinitely varied, in the final analysis, there are still no eight essences, otherwise they will not be called the eight flutters by the Taoist brothers. If I can't make Brother Dao dare not repeat it, I don't have to say the victory or defeat. But if Brother Dao has to use eight tricks together, and the ninth sword will naturally have a clear victory, does Brother Dao still think that this is a misunderstanding? ”

Ning Daoqi smiled dumbly and said, "Actually, I used a little bit of ingenuity, hoping that Brother Song would speak like this." If Dodge can block Brother Song's nine swords, can Brother Song be at ease from now on, and neither of you nor I will care about the affairs of the juniors? ”

Regarding Ning Daoqi's suggestion, Song Que was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Has Brother Dao ever killed someone?" ”

Ning Daoqi was slightly stunned, and said calmly: "I have never opened a killing ring, why did Brother Song ask such a question?" ”

Song Que sighed: "Song's knife technique is a murderous knife technique honed from large and small bloody battles, either you die or I die, although there is no victory or defeat in the process, the consequences will be like this." If Brother Dao didn't go all out to fight back and put someone Song to death, this battle would definitely die, and there would be no room for turning around. I, Song Que, made an exception for Qinghui today, and asked Brother Dao to choose whether to still pick me up Song Que Jiudao. ”

Ning Daoqi clasped his hands together and said with a peaceful expression: "May I ask if Daoqi can really survive the nine swords and still not die, is Brother Song willing to follow my previous proposal?" ”

Song Que looked up to the sky and smiled: "Of course, according to the words of Brother Zudao, look at the knife!" ”

After drinking, raise your hand and raise your knife.

Song Que's hand lifting the knife was slow and steady, and every minute and inch of movement remained at the same speed, and its speed was evenly balanced, which was simply impossible.

It is very rare for a human movement to be able to maintain a certain speed in general. You must know that any action is made up of countless actions in series, and there is a bit of a difference between actions and actions, and the series of actions that make up Song Que raise his hand and raise his knife, each action is like a repetition of the previous action, which is already an unbelievable miracle in itself.

There were many masters present, and although they clearly saw the subtleties, it was difficult to think that they could do it.

At this time, Ning Daoqi was still clasping his hands, his eyes were full of light, and his eyes were focused on Song Que.

Song Que's sword-raising action is as if it were combined with heaven and earth and the deeper ontology that is always hidden behind it, and it is full of the flavor of the ever-changing law in the constant and unchanging. There is not the slightest gap or flaw to be found, and it makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his starting style must be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, without beginning and ending.

At this point, the path of the sword has reached the level of ghosts and gods.

When the movement of raising the knife was carried out to the middle of no more than a centimeter or not more than half a minute, Song Que's empty other hand accelerated suddenly, and with an astonishing technique that was imperceptible to the naked eye, he suddenly grasped the handle of the knife, but he lifted it lightly with one hand and turned it into a two-handed grasp. This change is to abandon the lightness of the broadsword and focus on the sharpness of the broadsword.

At the same moment when Song Que accelerated, Ning Daoqi's closed hands were separated, as if he had predicted the change in Song Que's movements.

"Knort"!

The Heavenly Sword is already over the top.

Heaven and earth interchange, the mighty sand river is not the original sand river, but full of murderous atmosphere, the heavenly knife cut into the void, the knife is shining, the vitality of heaven and earth is all concentrated at the blade, although it is still daytime, but it feels like night, all around are dimmed, only that light is condensed at the tip of the knife. It feels weird and weird, inexplicable, indescribable.

"Song Que is strong again." changed his body shape and followed Li Qin, who was dressed as an entourage beside Fan Zhuo and Feng Zhen, and sighed quietly. This is a comparison with what he did when he fought with Song Que in the mountain city a few months ago. Compared with Song Que at that time, the blind Song Que faintly found some threshold to break.

Although it is only a few threshold skins, the power of some truths is terrifying.

After an instant, Li Qin couldn't see Song Que anymore, and what he saw was the Heavenly Sword breaking through the air, crossing the space of two zhang, and hitting Ning Daoqi directly.

The heavenly knife didn't bring any sound of breaking the wind, and he didn't feel the slightest sword energy, but Li Qin, who was outside the white stone carving fence in the square, clearly grasped that Song Que's knife shrouded the sky, and Ning Daoqi had no other choice than to fight hard.

This is Song Que's real kung fu.

At the same time as the Heavenly Sword attacked, Ning Daoqi rushed forward, as if he was pounced, if it was slow and fast, but its speed was unpredictable, but it could teach people to look confused, and they couldn't figure it out, but it was chic and good-looking, and suddenly Ning Daoqi jumped into the air and pounced down.

"Peng!"

The sleeves of Ning Daoqi's robe bulged into a ball, blocking Song Que's sword that captured the creation of heaven and earth.

With the power of this block's shock, Ning Daoqi flew up, moved half a zhang of the void in an instant, and stood back to back at the abbot Xu of Song Que.

Song Que's majestic body reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the heavenly knife looked for the opponent as if it had come to life, and stabbed it around a big bend full of lines that conformed to the principles of heaven and earth, and stabbed at Ning Daoqi's vest, and his body was completely driven by the knife, which was natural and smooth, and like a bird flying and a fish swimming, it was flawless and brilliant.

There is nothing but the sword.

What was even more unexpected to him was that Ning Daoqi did not look back, his right hand pressed his chest, his left hand was flicked back, his hand poked out from the sleeve of his robe, his palm changed to grasp, he grabbed and changed his fingers, and finally pressed the tip of the heavenly knife with his thumb to smash it.

The finger knife clashed, sending out a "wave" sound of vigorous exchange, and the hurricane swept wildly from the exchange place in all directions, and the momentum was amazing.

Song Que's knife momentum changed, and the sword light like silk wrapped tightly around the whole body, like a golden light flowing, teaching people to be unable to grasp the position of the heavenly knife at the next moment.

Song Que didn't boast, so far in the battle, he was using the third knife, and each knife before taught Ning Daoqi not to repeat the old technique, so he could only deal with it in another way by pressing the bottom of the box.

When Song Que seemed to advance but not advance, and seemed to retreat instead of retreating, Ning Daoqi came to Song Que above Song Que with his head and feet, fell like a nail, and crashed into Song Que's knife light.

Such a strange move, everyone couldn't imagine it, but they felt that it was the only life-saving trick to deal with Song's impeccable sword technique.

The Grand Master is truly extraordinary.

The sword light in the sky suddenly dispersed, and everyone clearly saw that at this time, Song Que's left hand slapped Ning Daoqi's head on the top of the Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, and Ning Daoqi's two hands stabbed back from the side, and the middle fingers of both hands hit Song Que's palm at the same time.

"Poof!"

Song Que's body swirled like a tornado, dissolving Ning Daoqi's indestructible finger qi. Ning Daoqi tossed and returned to his original place, his hands were horizontal, his fingertips were gathered, like a bird pecking at the ground, and he faced the blade that Song Que pointed at him from afar, and re-formed a confrontation situation.

Song Que looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Eight pounces can see the third, and the Tao sees the fruit is worthy of its reputation, which makes Song a person very happy." ”

Ning Daoqi smiled and said: "Brother Song's sword decree reminds me of Zhuang Zhou's material and non-material. Material and not, plausible, so it is inevitably tiring. If the husband floats by morality, it is not, there is no reputation and no destruction. A dragon and a snake, keeping pace with the times, and refusing to be specialized; One up and one down, and power. Floating between all things, things but not things, Hu Ke is tired! ”

Li Qin heard a shock in his heart, the so-called material is not material, refers to the usefulness and uselessness, it is precisely the essence of the heavenly knife that there is no law, and there is no law, but this is still not enough to describe the wonder of the heavenly knife, so it is plausible, it is not inevitable to be tired, only in the ever-changing to seek its constancy, sometimes the dragon flies for nine days, sometimes the snake dives deep, no reputation and no destruction, does not stagnate in things, and forgets the knife after getting the knife, so that it can be with the heaven and earth with the amount of life, the thing and I forget, at ease.

Ning Daoqi is talking about Song Que, which is actually a portrayal of himself.

It is precisely because the two of them have reached such a realm that they can fight on an equal footing and be evenly matched.

Song lacks the main attack, Ning Daoqi is the main defense, and neither can have a little upper hand over the other party.

The key to victory or defeat lies in whether Ning Daoqi can block Song Ren's ninth knife.

Song Que said happily: "It's hard to hide the eyes of Brother Dao, Song Que has finally seen Brother Dao's fame in the world, the essence of which is to care about a 'virtual' word, virtual energy can be angry, so this void is infinite, pure and void, then this void is real, between the virtual and the real, although the state is different, there is no natural way, mysterious and mysterious, no big or small!" ”

Listening to what they said, Li Qin admired each other so much that he threw himself to the ground, and both of them looked at each other as crystal clear, regardless of superiority and inferiority, and the fruits of the battle were difficult to reverse.

Ning Daoqi laughed and said, "There are still six knives, Brother Song, please!" ”

Saying that, Ning Daoqi suddenly changed his posture that had been leisurely and natural, his hands were open, his hands were like a bird's peck, and he took the initiative to attack.

This made Li Qin quite curious. Although Ning Daoqi's tricks are beautiful and powerful, they are ultimately powerful, which is not in line with his Lao Zhuang's pure and inactive style, and he took the initiative to ask Song Que to make a move, which seems to be against his style.

And surprisingly, Song Que not only did not attack as if he was controlling the overall situation, but recycled the knife that pointed at Ning Daoqi, and stood proudly.

A smile full of confidence floated from the corner of Song Que's mouth, and said, "Brother Dao, don't be polite!" ”

Ning Daoqi laughed and said, "What a Song Que!" ”

Zhenyi looked at the ground, his hands turned into two birds playing with each other, fighting and chasing in front, you pounced on me, fought and had fun, and went to Song Que.

Song Que's eyes were full of strange light, and he stared deeply at the Heavenly Sword across his chest, as if he had settled down on his old hatred, ignoring Ning Daoqi's unexpected methods and strange offensive methods.

Li Qin gasped, thinking that if he changed his fate, he was afraid that he could only rely on his own strength to use various means to force others. Speaking of the tricks of Xuanqi and the essence of the momentum, he is still too much worse than these great grandmaster-level figures.

Ning Daoqi's face showed an innocent look like a child's playing with birds, looking left and right as he watched the virtual birds in his hands leap up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air, Li Qin felt that there was an invisible tree, and the birds were lively and full of business among the trees, all the actions seemed to be unintentional, but they were meticulous, so that he could no longer distinguish what was real? What is Fake? What is Void? What is true?

The distance between two feet disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, the two little birds had an extra playmate, which was Song Que's unparalleled heavenly sword.

Until the moment when the two birds approached, Song Que moved sideways, dragged the knife and swept quickly, and the two birds pecked the blade as if they were shocked that the enemy was coming, opening the prelude to the fierce battle.