Unlike Musashi and Benkei, when Goyuki came to the main peak of the "Three Wolf Peaks" where Yixin lived, he saw a familiar temple.

Yes, a temple, and a very huge, treasure-like temple.

Musashi and Bobenkei lived in small wooden huts made of rock and wood, but it was this huge temple that they lived in.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the moonlight poured in through the surrounding windows, shining like mirrors sprinkled with broken silver everywhere against the snowflakes.

In the deepest part of the temple stands a resplendent golden Buddha statue, and around the Buddha statue there are a large number of small wooden Buddha statues, which are clearly hand-carved.

The number of these small wooden Buddha statues is so large that almost all but a three-meter-wide walkway inside the temple has been occupied by these Buddha statues.

Frankly, it was the first time for Goyuki to enter here, and he had only been outside the temple when he had fought with Isshin before, so he didn't know that this would be the case.

"Coming?"

When Yuxing came to the depths of the temple, the old figure standing in front of the huge Buddha statue said without looking back.

Yixin was already very old, and his body looked very thin, as if it would fly away when the wind blew it.

But even so, the moment he saw Yixin, Yuxing couldn't help but stop, and the ends of his fingers were trembling slightly.

What's going on? Am I scared?

After sensing this, Yu Xing immediately clenched his fists violently, and a surging battle intent suddenly blew away the strange atmosphere that filled the air.

"Any idea what these are?" As if he didn't feel the strangeness of the royal line at all, Yixin stretched out his hand and pointed to the small Buddha statues around him when he turned around, and said with a blank face.

"Are they all Buddha statues carved by your own hands? I guess...... Carved for the people you killed? ”

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Goyuki turned to look around at the small Buddha statues around him, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt his scalp tingle.

He had heard that some samurai would carve Buddha statues to worship those they had killed, but there were too many Buddha statues in this temple, right?

If you look closely, from the ground, to the wall, to the ceiling, there are small Buddha statues, densely packed, I don't know how many thousands.

The faces of these Buddha statues were all facing the position of the royal liner, and although he was staying in the solemn temple of Baoxiang at this time, he seemed to feel that he had come to a hell with a gust of wind and wind, and his back was cold.

"Three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine in all, which is the number of people I have killed with my own hands in my life...... But maybe I'll have to add another one today. ”

At this time, as he spoke, Yishin picked up a piece of wood at his feet and threw it into the air.

Draw your sword and slash it. Yuxing could barely even see his sword move, only to see a burst of sawdust falling, and a small Buddha statue appeared in Yixin's hand.

"This one, it's yours." After placing the Buddha statue that looked eight or nine points similar to the royal line on the altar in front of the big Buddha, he slowly walked towards the royal walk with the "Counting Bead Pill Hengji" in his hand.

Worst...... I want to go back.

With Yu Xing's eyesight, he could naturally see that Yixin's body was already extremely weak at this time, but when the old man walked towards him, his first reaction was to retreat?

No, if you leave, it's all over...... You have to break his "heart extreme" from the front.

Suddenly, Yuxing could only withstand the huge pressure and forcibly let his body move forward slowly, and at the same time, he was constantly thinking about how to deal with it.

In the past two years, Yuxing has thoroughly learned the "Extreme of Technique - Sword Fighting" and "The Ultimate of Body - Dragon Hammer", but he has only scratched the surface of this ethereal "Extreme of Heart".

Judging from Yuxing's understanding after dozens of failures, the "Extreme of the Heart" is not a very exact technique or ability, but a state, a state of mind that is completely integrated with the nature of heaven and earth.

Whether it is walking, living, sitting and lying down in daily life, or before, during, and after the battle, Yixin seems to maintain this state all the time, which makes his whole person reach the realm of transcendent sanctification.

Heaven and earth are like me, one and the same, when he walks towards the emperor, his body seems to be integrated with the big Buddha behind him, tightly fitted, without any flaws at all.

If I'm not mistaken, the core of entering this state is ...... "breathing".

After taking a deep breath, Goyuki adjusted his breathing as he slowly walked towards Yixin.

One exhale, one inhale, for human beings, this is an inevitable physiological activity, but also the "metronome" of action.

Skilled samurai can judge their opponent's movements by observing their breathing, and of course Goyuki has also reached this level, in other words, if he is aware of the existence of this "metronome", he can react to his opponent's movements.

But what if the other person's breathing is completely out of rhythm? It's like ...... It's like being one with nature.

After so many battles with Yixin, Yuxing had also realized this, that is, the old man's breathing barely moved, and he couldn't even feel that he was breathing...... Like a dead man.

The difference between living creatures and nature lies in the fact that as long as human beings stop breathing and become dead, they have actually become part of nature.

But Isshin is not dead, he has become a part of nature in his living state, so he is completely unaware of his movements.

Escape into the darkness and become the light. As Goyuki walked forward in the dark hallway, his figure seemed to merge with the night around him, and his breath gradually became almost gone.

"Natural breathing method", Yuxing did not know the name of "the extreme of the heart", so he called this similar state.

So, in this dimly lit temple, two figures slowly approached each other.

10 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters...... The distance between the two sides kept getting closer, but no one made any other moves, just walked towards each other at an extremely slow pace.

But in the next second, a bright sword light slashed through the cold night, directly towards the neck of the royal line.

The blade has no front, as if it flew out of thin air, and its speed and angle are invulnerable, and if it hits, it will inevitably make the enemy beheaded.

Killing intent? No, there was no killing intent, although Yixin did make a move to indeed kill Yuxing, but there was no momentum emanating from his body.

Although he is slashing people, this scene looks like he is chopping wood, without emotional fluctuations, which is also the most terrifying thing about this man.

However, such a strange knife did not hit the target.

The moment before the blade slashed, Yu Xing's body fluttered like a feather to the side for some distance, and then dodged the seemingly light and light, but actually very fatal blow by a fraction of a second.

"Got out of the way...... Gremlin. ”

After the knife missed, Yixin said expressionlessly, but at the same time that the last ghost word blurted out, several slashes had already appeared on Yuxing's body!

Without warning, even with my "white eyes", I couldn't see how he did it, and every blow hit the "beat" I was about to fight back, so I couldn't fight back.

Because he has already had more than twenty combat experiences with Yixin, Yuxing has long been accustomed to this kind of slash without a trace, but it is one thing to be accustomed to it, and whether he can handle it is another matter.

In the dark temple, the last light had been extinguished by the sword wind just now, but this pitch-black environment had no effect on the old man who was wielding the knife at all.

Collar, chest, wrist ...... As Isshin's knife became more and more furious as it attacked, and the scars on Goyuki's body grew, it was clear that he couldn't completely dodge the attacks, and he couldn't fight back.

After seeing the blood, the old man's eyes were gradually dyed with a red color, as if he had returned to the powerful samurai world back then.

And in that world, people called him ...... "slasher".