On the shore, there was a craggy boulder, about a foot wide and five feet high.

This boulder is eroded by the waves day and night, and its appearance is peculiar, and it is extremely strong, and it is difficult to leave a mark on it with a knife and axe.

Today, however, the boulder has been robbed.

I don't know who it was, and what sharp weapon was used, but this boulder was divided into two parts.

As if it had been cut into tofu, the entire boulder became extremely smooth, like a round mirror.

On top of the boulder, there are three wooden benches and a wooden table.

There are three people cooking wine and arguing about swords.

One person has the appearance of an emperor, a majestic figure, and is dressed in a purple robe.

One has a resolute complexion, bronzed skin, and wears a white robe embellished with two plum blossoms.

There is also a person, handsome and with a smile like a spring breeze.

The man in white spoke: "The last move, to accept the sword with your body, is very good, very good." ”

He seemed to want to praise Xia Yunmo, but he rarely communicated with others, and his vocabulary became barren.

Xia Yunmo smiled: "It's just inspired by people." ”

Both the purple-clothed marquis and the white-clothed man were surprised and looked at Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "Three days ago, I encountered a group of ghosts, although I stabbed into one of them with a sword, but the person's bones were unexpectedly dislocated, and the sword in my hand was stuck in the bones, so that I couldn't take out the sword for a while. ”

Later, I killed the man, and got a copy of the method of bone transfer, this "method of bone transfer" was very strange, I saw that it was interesting, so I wrote down the method, and I didn't want to use it today. ”

After that, Xia Yunmo showed a wry smile again, and gently stroked the wound, although this kung fu is magical, but using his body as bait, but this pain is not fake.

Thankfully, his "Dharma Inner Strength" and the Yoga of Naga Star have worked, and now this wound is about to heal, and if you wait for another two or three days, there may only be a shallow scar left.

The man in white said again: "Your swordsmanship is very sharp?" ”

Although he didn't mean what he said, Xia Yunmo also understood his words.

The body of the man in white was tempered in nature and countless actual battles, and it was already like a solid armor, protecting his soft flesh and blood organs, but Xia Yunmo's sword easily pierced it, which really surprised him.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I have two swords, one sword "piercing the heart", and the other sword "breaking the sword". Piercing the heart to pierce the face, the internal force of my whole body has been infused into the tip of the sword, and your defense is to penetrate the whole body. ”

"The whole body is a whole, when a little bit is broken, a gap will be born, I just need to swing my sword along the gap."

Three days ago, Xia Yunmo was able to break through the defense of the Jiaxing Dharma King with his sword, and the same was true for piercing his heart with a sword.

The whole body power was poured into the tip of the sword, and with that lightning-like speed, it was really impenetrable.

The white-clothed man looked down at the blood stain on his chest and muttered, "I see, what a fast sword, such a sharp sword." ”

The man in white suddenly raised his head and said in a cold tone: "Why is your sword no longer a little deeper, no longer a little ruthless." I should have died by your sword. ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "If you have to get dead people if you compete with swords, then there will be many less interesting people in this world." ”

The man in white pursed his lips, his resolute expression like marble.

Xia Yunmo said again: "The word sword seems to be a little cold, and I prefer to replace him with the other four words." ”

The man in white spoke, "What? ”

This time, it was the purple-clothed marquis who spoke: "Meet friends with a sword." ”

Xia Yunmo and the purple-clothed marquis glanced at each other, but there was a smile in their eyes.

The man in white's eyes were still cold, and his tone was equally cold: "I only have a sword in my hand, and I only have a sword in my heart." I don't have friends and I don't care. What I care about is whether there is an opponent or not. ”

Ziyi Hou smiled: "If you want, now you have two more friends." ”

Xia Yunmo also smiled: "If you want, there are still two good opponents." ”

The man in white looked at Xia Yunmo and looked at the purple-clothed marquis. There was suddenly a smile and warmth in his eyes.

He was still a cold marble, but this marble suddenly became warm in the sunlight.

It's a pity that after the man in white drank a glass of wine, it was like pouring a basin of cold water on a small fire that had just been lit, and he became cold again.

The man in white said coldly: "Those who use swords are sincere and serve swords." There is no other use for the sword. Only then is it not stained with foreign objects, and the sword heart is pure. ”

With that, he stood up and walked away step by step.

He still walked very resolutely, still so calmly, every step was a foot and seven inches, as if no matter what happened, there was no way to change it.

His figure is lonely, lonely.

When Ximen Blowing Snow swordsmanship was completed, and when he became a real sword god, he was ruthless and unrighteous, and he only had a sword in his heart.

Yan Thirteen is the fifteenth sword, and he is also lonely for half his life, with gray hair.

Could it be that if you want to cultivate supreme swordsmanship, if you want to move forward with indomitable speed, then you can only use your sword as your body?

Xia Yunmo also took a sip of wine, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar.

Ziyihou seemed to see through Xia Yunmo's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Everyone, the sword in their hands is different, and the swordsmanship used is different, so why bother to be influenced by others." ”

"If all the swordsmen in the world are so arrogant and lonely, even if everyone has become a master of swordsmanship, it is difficult to make progress in the way of swordsmanship in this world."

Ziyihou's tone was flat, but when it fell into Xia Yunmo's ears, it was like a giant drum, deafening.

Xia Yunmo showed a look of enlightenment, and respectfully saluted the purple-clothed marquis.

Ziyihou may be the weakest of the three of them, but he is also the most thorough.

He was a wise man, and the passage of time did not make him stubborn and conservative, but made him more profound.

Previously, Xia Yunmo wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but he was depressed.

Now, Xia Yunmo was laughing, and his heart was depressed.

After laughing, Xia Yunmo said, "Master Hou, I'm leaving." ”

Ziyi Hou said: "Where do you want to go?" ”

Xia Yunmo smiled: "Jianghu." ”

He didn't like to be sad about parting, so he jumped and flew up like an immortal.

"Sir, sir, you said you were going to take me there."

The little princess not far away has been eavesdropping on the conversation between the three of them, of course, the so-called eavesdropping, the three of them are all clear, but they don't care.

At this time, she saw that Xia Yunmo was leaving, and she hurriedly shouted.

"By the way, and you girl."

Xia Yunmo's figure flashed, and he had already appeared beside the little princess.

"Master Hou, little princess, go to the rivers and lakes with me, don't worry."

Xia Yunmo's voice came from afar, and Ziyi Hou could only shake his head and smile bitterly.