What does it feel like to die?

Pain, fear, calmness, nostalgia, or utter confusion?

Is it that all the experience of life is completely stagnant at that moment, the good and the bad in the world no longer have anything to do with you, you can't even be an insignificant spectator, everything is back to ten thousand years of silence and eternal nothingness.

How to live, how to die,

This is a problem that has never been solved since humans walked upright, so I began to seek the Tao tirelessly!

What is the Tao?

The way of heaven, humanity, Confucianism, Buddhism, and martial arts, whether it emphasizes the power of the spirit or attaches importance to the breakthrough of the physical body, is one purpose: to transcend life and death!

It's just that for thousands of years, very few people have been able to finally take the final step. The root of this lies in the fact that the living do not know death, the dead do not know life, and the two do not know each other, so how can they go from birth to death, and then transcend life and death?

The incomparable murderous aura stimulated every inch of muscle in his body, and the shadow of death once again shrouded the depths of his soul, just like the experience of Qiantang Lake being seriously injured and frequently killed by Xi Yuanda, Zuo Yan once again came to the critical point of life and death.

The only difference is that that time was always hovering on the edge of life and death, and this time, life and death were just a moment!

Suddenly, Zuo Yan had an epiphany about the mystery of martial arts!

The Tao is the way, the very way,

The Tao is impermanent, like the light of the sun. Like the light of the sun, the light has no way!

A trickle of water, converging into the dantian, condensed into a river, a river, and a sea at an unimaginable speed, and then surging and surging, with the roar of the nine heavens of thunder filled the eight veins of the Qi Jing.

The heavens and the earth suddenly brightened up before his eyes, the breeze blowing through the corners of his clothes, turning endless curves, the birds skimming the treetops, overlooking the mountains with a natural trajectory, the ants and insects crawling through the grass, and making a low cry that only insects could understand, all of which were clearly reflected in his mind, without omission, without regrets, almost close to perfection!

Qingjian's right hand didn't move, and the dark and deep scabbard stood up in front of him, impartial, no more, no less, just enough to block the dark poisonous needle and short dagger. At the same time, he opened his mouth and blew slightly, and the cold light that shot out quickly seemed to touch the barrier of the invisible existence in the void, and flew back at several times the speed.

Flutter!

The cold light pierced through the dark left shoulder, embedded in the mountain wall behind it, and the mountain stone shattered and splashed, and as far as the eye could see, it was actually a smooth and round copper bean.

That day in Jinling City, the same cold light stopped Zuo Yan's figure and caused him great trouble, but today, it is like a firefly competing with the bright moon.

The more product is like mountaineering, and the mountain height is not visible!

Blood flowed out of his shoulders, his hands shook violently, the strength of his body seemed to be drained, and it seemed to be firmly glued to the mediocre scabbard.

Then a suffocating killing aura surged in, and his body slammed back five feet, and only stopped when he touched the mountain wall, his chest was suffocated, and he couldn't help it anymore, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You...... You're ......"

Zuo Yan smiled slightly, looked down at the sword in the box, and his rough and powerful knuckles gently stroked the carvings on the sheath, and said angrily: "Yes, I have stayed on the sixth grade for eight years, and I have no hope of stepping into the realm of the fifth grade in this life and this life." If it weren't for your thrilling stab, how could you push open this door, cross this threshold, and become the little grandmaster that a martial artist dreams of? Darkly, although you and I are enemies, we still want to thank you for this thorn in your kindness! ”

Darkly coughed violently, covered his chest with his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Little Grandmaster, Little Grandmaster!" Ha, when you were six grades, I couldn't kill Xu You, and now that I have been promoted to a little grandmaster, I can't kill Xu You. In that case, it is better to die! ”

Zuo Yan shook his head and said, "You can't die, my family Langjun wants you to live!" ”

Secretly raised his head and laughed, "I can't beat you, but I won't even die!" As he spoke, he made a knife with his hand and slashed at the side of his neck, full of determination.

Zuo Yan deceived the front, and the right hand came first, blocking between the hand knife and the neck of the dark hand, and with his body and speed, he had already left this former opponent far behind.

There was a slight sneer in the dark eyes, his footwork was erratic, his body rotated sideways, and his back slammed into Zuo Yan's arms, and at the same time, his hands clenched into fists, and his arms seemed to be broken, hitting his kidneys from a weird angle.

This is a deadly way to play, losing both! As a killer, he would not easily give up counterattacking until the last moment, but he used suicide as a bait to deceive Zuo Yanzhong.

Ghost sounds!

At the beginning of Jinling, Zuo Yan was intimidated by the terrible ghost sound of Dark Yao, and her reaction was a step slower, causing her to escape. This time, in the square inch next to the two of them, the ghost sound was even more powerful, vibrating in the ear drums, as if to crush people's hearts.

The villagers in the cave were stunned by the changes in front of them, and they couldn't understand for a moment how the good Qi Huanghua had become a secret child, and he had to kill someone. As soon as he came to his senses, he was tormented by the ghost sound again, and he covered his ears and screamed one by one. Some of them were weak, and they fell directly to the ground and rolled non-stop, tearing their clothes, and their faces and bodies were torn.

Zuo Yan's face did not change, not affected by the ghost sound at all, and his left hand stretched out an index finger, not fast, not slow, not hurried, not slow, breaking through the layers of illusions that rotated like ghosts, just in the dark heart.

Time condenses at this moment, and the dark has always been proud of his wonderful skills, which can only be motionless, his fists stay at a finger's distance from the kidneys, and there is no more inch!

"It's useless, give up!"

Absolute power, completely ignoring any conspiracy and trickery, this is the last sentence that Dark Yao heard, and his heart was slightly sore, and he suddenly fainted.

From Jinling to Qiantang, from the red leaves of the maple to the heavy snow,

Thousands of miles away, months long,

Finally got you!

Shanzong rushed over at this time, grabbed Zuo Yan's arm nervously, and asked, "Aren't you injured?" ”

Zuo Yan smiled: "If you hadn't warned you, it is estimated that even the corpse would be cold!" ”

"Okay, it's okay if you can laugh!" Only then did Shan Zong relax, his eyes rolled, and he said strangely: "However, this tone of speech is not like you, when did you start learning from me?" ”

Zuo Yan smiled, his sleeves were gently thrown out, and the few people who were still controlled by the ghost sound immediately stopped wailing, knelt on the ground and vomited, although their faces were not very good, but they were basically fine. Shan Zong opened his mouth wide, his face was full of surprise, and said, "You, have you been promoted?" ”

Shan Zong and Zuo Yan have fought a few times, no winner or loser, even though there is a gap between the two, but this gap can be measured, calculated, and can also be made up and caught up with the help of external conditions, but now Shan Zong obviously feels that Zuo Yan is different, and he can't say the specific reason, but he knows that he has gone from this mountain to another mountain, the mountain is high, but it is unclimbable!

"Luckily, I was able to enter the fifth grade!"

Getting the answer that he guessed in his heart, but couldn't believe it, Shan Zong didn't say anything for a long time. The difficulty of martial arts can only be understood the higher you go. From the ninth grade to the sixth grade, it is the road that the vast majority of martial artists can not finish in their lives, let alone from the sixth grade to the fifth grade, one look at the talent, the other look at the chance, all of them are indispensable, even if it is a rare genius in the world, the talent is outstanding, but the opportunity is not enough, and he is still trapped in a desperate situation outside the five grades, and he cannot find the way to the sky.

Shanzong's mood is very complicated, I don't know whether he is happy or worried. Qiantang is eventful, there is a little grandmaster in charge, in case of danger, everyone's lives can be greatly guaranteed, this is a great joy; But in addition to the joy, he will inevitably think of himself, from the back of the left Yi within reach, now he can only look at his back from afar, this contrast, a little frustrated for a while!

However, how can Shanzong be a person who feels sorry for himself, after a short period of cranky thoughts, he immediately let go of the little Jiujiu in his heart, and sincerely congratulated Zuo Yan, saying: "When I go back to the house today, I must not get drunk!" ”

The friendship of men, in addition to the blood-stained robes, also the spirits that pass through the intestines!

Tell the villagers who are at a loss the truth, and let them understand that the yellow flower in front of them is just someone else's counterfeit Xibei goods. Although the Yi Yi Bone Technique is magical, the facts are in front of them, and they can't help but believe it. But Qi's parents finally found their daughter, but they refused to accept it, and when Shanzong stepped forward to pick up the hair that had been hanging down, wiped the blood stains on his face with a damp cloth dipped in mountain spring water, and deliberately smeared his complexion with unknown drugs, only to find that this person was only slightly similar to his daughter, but he was panicked and anxious just now, and he didn't identify it carefully, so he was blinded by her.

What about the real Qi Huanghua?

Father Qi knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, and said, "Lang Jun is supernatural, please help us find our daughter!" ”

Others also knelt down and begged, Zuo Yan had a good heart, and this matter also started because of them, Qi Huanghua suffered from the pond fish, and she couldn't walk away, her toes were lightly dim, and she slowly woke up from the coma, but except for her eyes and mouth, she couldn't move anywhere else.

Shan Zong squatted down, and the cold and shining short sword was across the neck of the dark girl, and said, "Say, where did you hide Qi Huanghua?" ”

Dark Yao's cold eyes seemed to be three points colder than the short sword, if he could still move, Shan Zong would already be a dead man.

"Ha, there is a backbone!"

The short sword moved up, the tip of the sword was aimed at the cheek, the soft skin and the sharp iron weapon formed a sharp contrast, and Shan Zong smiled: "I ask again, if you don't answer, just draw a line on this face, if you don't answer again, continue to draw until you answer." Little beauty, as a woman, you may not be afraid of death, but are you afraid of growing an ugly face that people hate dogs? ”

There was a sneer in his eyes, and he said, "Who told you that I am a woman?" ”

"Uh......"

Shan Zong's hand trembled, and the short sword almost fell to the ground, he looked at the dark man stupidly, his eyes, nose, mouth, and eyebrows, not very good-looking, but it was impossible for him to be a man, but the voice that said this was really the same as a man.

For a quarter of an hour, the Shan Sect felt that the whole world had collapsed, heaven and earth, men and women, yin and yang, and Qiankun, all upside down and disordered!

"Boy, that's enough! Not only is the bone hard, but also the speech is good, and it can imitate a man's voice. But it doesn't matter, yes, I'm not unfamiliar with the world, ventriloquist is a little trick, to put it bluntly, it's not unusual! ”

"Take off my clothes!"

The mountain sect's worldview collapsed again, and he was stunned: "What? ”

The corners of his lips rose, his face was full of mockery, and he disdained to say it a second time. Shan Zong put away the sword, shook his head like a retard, and said, "You are powerful, you are powerful." ”

Although Shanzong is clever, but as Xu You said, he is too influenced by family style, Confucianism is rooted in the blood, and it seems to be cynical, but in fact, he is quite ethical, and he is a little powerless to deal with a killer who is not afraid of death.

"You'll tell!" Zuo Yan said suddenly.

Darkly closed his eyes, showing that he was too lazy to take care of it.

Zuo Yan said softly: "Dark, do you know why I admire you?" ”

Dark's eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Since the debut of the Four Arrows, a total of seven people have been assassinated, but Feiyao, Yueyao, and Killing Yao are reckless every time, killing people is not counted, only you don't kill one more person except the target. Qi Huanghua is a tool you use to confuse us, it doesn't matter to you whether you are dead or alive, now that the victory and defeat have been divided, you are a prisoner, why kill the sin early? ”

Dark Yao opened his eyes, looked at Zuo Yan, and remained silent.

"Tell the whereabouts of Qi Huanghua, I will give you the dignity that a martial artist deserves!"

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "A mile west from here, there is a withered tree, and Qi Huanghua is in the hollow of the tree. ”

Zuo Yan solemnly saluted and said, "Thank you!" ”