I'm Yun, a little swordsmanship apprentice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I was only allowed to learn his kendo by Master at the age of thirteen, but I will not be discouraged by this, and I swear that I will be proud of him.

I stayed in Ionia and no longer went anywhere, no longer saw anyone. The only thing that accompanies me is my sword, and she is also called Cloud. This was a little paranoid on the part of some kendo practitioners a long time ago, and I don't think anyone in the world will have the same problem as me anymore.

Every day, many people come to challenge Master, but he never makes a move, let alone allows me to do so.

Actually, I'm not going to do it. Although those people are extremely arrogant, in my eyes they are usually weak, and some are even weaker.

No one came to challenge me after that, but I was still waiting for someone.

Master has become a swordsman who does not dare to accept challenges, and he is no longer able to achieve anyone's fame, and he has been forgotten by the world like an old story. There is a new No. 1 sword master in the world, and he is the one we are waiting for.

But I didn't expect that to wait for ten years.

It's been a long time, but it's enough for me to overcome obstacles and become stronger.

Master wouldn't let me learn his swordsmanship, so I figured it out myself. Master refused to preach his word to me, and I realized it myself.

Nine years later, I felt like that man was coming, but I wasn't strong enough to challenge him. So, I pleaded with Master one last time, "I am your only descendant, and you must not let the Wuji Sword Dao be cut off from me." ”

The master was unusually indifferent: "No, it should be cut off." Because, it shouldn't exist in the first place. ”

"Why?"

"Because it's too strong."

"Isn't it a good thing to be strong?"

"There is no limit to strength, and if a person pursues the path of infinity, it is equivalent to walking on the road of no return. No matter how much you end up getting, you'll find that you lose more in your quest. ”

I've never seen Master so stubborn, so I can only persuade: "Since there is something bad about Wuji Kendo, then I can change it." ”

The master smiled, but his voice was cold: "You can't, no one can do it." The Infinite Kendo has been passed down for three thousand years, like a rushing river, and once you get close, you will be swept into it. There is no way to change or escape, it can only go with the flow, and it leads to hell. Death is the end. ”

I never pleaded with him again after that day, and since Master is so resolute, then I will secretly learn it. Hehe, my mother told me since I was a child that if you want to change a man, never tell him to listen, just do it silently.

A man's mouth is the hardest and most stubborn, but his heart can be quietly melted.

But I was wrong.

It took me a month to secretly learn the basics of Wuji Kendo, and I also mastered a powerful sword move.

But Master saw through my mind with one look and expelled me with one word.

"Go away, for you are my only heir, and I will never let you go down the same path as mine."

This time I was really chilled, I think if my mother was still alive, she would be also cold, she used her whole life to change this stubborn man.

I looked at him and left the man with one last cold word: "Now that you are not my master, I am leaving." Wuji, you will accompany your sword to die alone. ”

I left him, I left the barren mountain courtyard, I left Ionia. My mother said that this man is most afraid of loneliness, I just want to make him lonely, make him afraid, and make him regret it.

But a year later, I regretted it myself. I can't help but think of Wuji, that he's actually very old. The thought that he would spend the rest of his time alone scared me.

Wuji has been pursuing the way of the sword all his life, and it never ends. His words were right, and no one could imagine how much he had lost in the process. And when he finally knew what to cherish, I left him at that time.

God, I'm not just stupid, I'm just as stubborn as he is.

My heart softened, and I forgave him. I'm going to go back to be there for him and drive away his loneliness.

I went back to Ionia, to the barren mountain courtyard, to him.

For the first time in years, I was so close to him. There was only a handful of loess and a tombstone between me and him.

He's dead......

Once the world's first swordsman, the last Wuji Kendo descendant, died, died in this barren mountain garden, leaving only a wooden sword and a wordless tablet.

Yes, a wooden sword, because Wuji's sword was stolen by me a year ago. Yes, a wordless tablet, because a swordsman like him lost his sword and died only a nameless person.

I used the Infinite Sword to engrave his name on the tombstone, the Holy Sword—Wuji.

I wanted to add my name below, but I didn't qualify, and I was afraid that he would be upset.

The only person who can leave his name on the tombstone of a master of swordsmanship is the heir of his kendo, not the descendant of his bloodline.

But I believe that one day I will be qualified, I don't want to be a cloud anymore, I want to be a cloud. Infinite.

I looked at the man who had killed Wuji, and I recognized him. He's the guy I was waiting for here ten years ago, and he's Rito.

I draw my sword against Rito, I'm going to kill him. I've tried and failed countless times.

But I'm not going to give up, as long as he doesn't kill me, I'm going to keep going.

He really didn't want to kill me, he actually wanted to change me. Hmph, his behavior is cute and stupid.

I pretended to be obedient to him and continued to challenge him to hone my swordsmanship.

Rito is the most talented person I've ever met, he only fought Wuji once, and his understanding of Wuji's kendo is actually better than my ten years of hard work. He wanted to train me as a qualified inheritor of the Infinite Kendo, and then kill me to complete his unfinished challenge to the Infinite Sword.

I want to go against him, in order not to let Rito get his wish, and not to make Wuji feel cold.

From Rito's body, I saw the shadow of Wuji back then, and the endless pursuit of kendo made them lose in it and lose too many things.

I finally understood Wuji's hard work, and I decided to give up Wuji Kendo, and my only pursuit in swordsmanship in the future was to defeat Rito.

For some reason, I don't hate Rito that much, maybe because he's pathetic. I guess I just have to beat him, and that's enough. Because Wuji said that what really has no end in the world is hatred, even if you have clearly woken up, you can't let go.

Wuji is right, countless people have come to him to challenge him in the past ten years, most of them for fame, but some for hatred. When Wuji was young, he challenged countless strong people for the sake of fame, and of course killed a few. Then the descendants of those strong men came to challenge him and come to kill him. Wuji used his great strength to scare them off, but Wuji said that as long as he didn't die, someone would come after all.

Hmph, I'm not going to be like those people. Wuji is not my true master, and he is not a qualified father.

So, I think I've actually given up on hatred, and I just want to beat Rito to repay Wuji for raising me up. Hmph, that's all.

However, I soon discovered that this goal also seemed to be never-ending, and Rito was so strong that he simply became the second Infinity.

In the constant battle, the two of us became strong together. He made me, and I made him.

I'm becoming more and more like a descendant of the Infinite Kendo, and he is getting closer and closer to being the first person to defeat the Infinite Kendo.

Fortunately, I immediately woke up, and I began to completely give up Wuji Kendo, and even all swordsmanship.

I began to feel the beauty of what existed around me and cherish what was in front of me. In those days, life was still monotonous but began to have fun.

Every day, I pick vegetables and cook, and he chops wood and hunts. The rest of the time, there is only fighting.

Yes, Rito found that I didn't cooperate with him when I was about to get what he wanted. As a result, he became crazy and had to fight me every day.

I had no choice but to deal with him and confront him with the sword moves I learned casually in life.

In late winter and early spring, the wind blowing in the wilderness is warm and cold, and it is directionless. I imagined the scent of flowers wafting in the wind, and the sword in my hand became as erratic as the wind, neither attacking nor defending. Hmph, I'm just letting him play with me.

Rito's angry and helpless appearance made me very happy, hehe, I think he might have been defeated by me by then.

So, I might be able to let it go.

So, when he stabbed me in a fit of rage, I dropped my sword, closed my eyes, and I said, "Kill me, come, kill me." ”

But he didn't dare to kill me, and from then on I used this only trick against him, and ate him to death.

I can't get rid of him yet, but he can't get in the way of enjoying life.

I learned to cook and give it to him, but he wouldn't eat it, and I said, "Then you can kill me." ”

When I went out on the street, I brought him two gifts, but he didn't want them, and I said, "Take them or kill me." ”

I thought he was practicing swords every day and asked him to take a bath, but he didn't listen, I said, "You stink to death, just kill me." ”

Rito still fights me occasionally, but it's just a little episode in life. This kind of life not only makes me feel interesting, but also makes me realize new ways. It turns out that not all the Tao in the world is for the pursuit of power, and not all power is for destruction.

The same is true of kendo.

A year later, I'm actually getting stronger and stronger.

My swordsmanship is more erratic, learning the unpredictable and elusive clouds in the wind, and the soft and deep water in the pool, subtle and inclusive. What's even stranger is that my heart is also undergoing strange changes like swordsmanship.

I often look at Rito and think that he is no longer hateful, but pathetic and a little cute. This makes me a little confused, the tragedy of Wuji's life is not because of Rito, but Wuji died under Rito's sword in the end.

I can not hate him, but how can I think he is cute.

For days, I stayed away from him. I planted flowers in front of Wuji's grave and cultivated a deserted garden. I spent more time studying cooking than I did in swordsmanship, and I started weaving and sewing.

I tried to feel what he felt here in the last part of Wuji's life, repeating the life he had lived over and over again.

Yes, that's life.

The days are repeated day by day, and it seems that I have seen the head of my life. But you won't get bored, but cherish every moment more. This is the life after Wuji gave up kendo, right, is this also the life that Wuji wants me to live?

I looked at Rito, and he was actually the second Wuji. His quest for kendo is also a never-ending goal, and it will take him a lifetime before he realizes that there is a way everywhere in his life.

This, how pitiful.

I came up with the idea that I was going to change Rito, and I was going to make him give up his kendo. In this way I defeated Rito, and I didn't fall into hatred myself. I think this is the best ending of everything that happened between me and Rito and Wuji.

So, I started to take on Rito's challenge again.

Life has allowed me to find my own kendo.

My sword is not attacked, and there is no way to attack; My swordsmanship has no goal and doesn't care about winning or losing; My kendo, it's only to protect the beauty of my life.

Rito's attacks were like a raging storm, and so was his anger. But my heart didn't fluctuate, and I even wanted to laugh a little.

He looked so stubborn and stupid when he was angry.

We fought for two whole years, and we didn't win or lose.

On this day, when we drew our swords again, a man broke in.

The man had come to seek revenge, and he said that twenty years ago Wuji had killed his father, a master swordsman.

He said: "This enmity is not shared with the sky, where is Wuji, let him come out and die." ”

Wuji was right, as long as he didn't die, the revenge seeker would still come after all.

Now that Wuji is dead, I'll pay his debts.

I beat the man, then closed my eyes and said, "If you still can't forget the hatred, kill me." ”

Wuji has been on the wrong path for most of my life, but he finally realized that he was wrong and stopped me from following his old path. At this point, he can be regarded as a qualified father.

I am willing to die for Wuji, so that the hatred he left for others and the hatred he left for me can be ended. As long as I'm alone, I, the Vengeer, Rito...... All people's stories will be complete.

But I didn't die, and I was wrong.

"What really has no end in the world is hatred, even if you have clearly woken up, you can't let go."

I'm so angry, why did Wuji say all the right things to me in the end?

The vengeator tried to kill me but was stopped by Rito, and Rito tried to kill him but I stopped him. I let him go, and I hope he will let go of his hatred.

Ironically, I soon found myself unable to let go.

I was very injured and Rito took care of me all the time.

I could feel his concern, and I was slowly finding a different feeling in that care. I found out that he was in love with me, and I had been in love with him for a long time.

However, it was Rito who killed his father, and I can not hate him, but how can I love him.

I knew I couldn't do it, so I didn't want to waste each other's time.

On the day he recovered, Rito said he was going to marry me. I looked at her and smiled, and it was a genuine smile. Then I kicked him out and cried alone in the quilt, which was also a real cry.

Then, I tried to get my mood in order.

That day I washed all his clothes, cooked his favorite meal, and unwashed and sewed his quilt.

Washing a piece of clothing, he stared at me for half an hour, cooking a dish, and asked him four times, "Is it light?" and he nodded each time, and when he was sewing the quilt, he just approached me and folded the two quilt corners together.

A man is like a naughty child when he is loved, and when he also knows how to love, he will slowly grow up and mature. I thought so, and finally left with peace of mind.

Rito has changed a lot in the intervening years. His murderous sword had cut turnips, cut winter melons, and even plowed the little garden, and he had only held an axe in his sword-holding hand, carried a kitchen knife, and even delivered a lamb.

It's been four years, and Rito is no longer a master who is only obsessed with swords. Maybe in two years, he will become a master who knows how to live like Wuji after awakening.

So, I can leave.

As I passed through the foot of the mountain, I found the avenger, who had been guarding the place all along.

I didn't want to pay attention to him, but he kept following me. I'm annoyed, let him kill me. But instead of killing me, he began to pursue me.

This man was not only ridiculous but also stubborn, and he accompanied me all over Valoran. He was very nice to me, he did everything with care and meticulousness, and he persevered for a whole year.

I may have been touched by him, or perhaps annoyed, so I agreed to him.

Whether it's for love, for the sake of making amends, or for fear that one day Rito will find us and kill him, then the hatred will be endless. Anyway, we were together in no time.

A year later, we had a son. While he was still in my belly, I had a hunch that the Infinite Sword Dao would continue to be passed down in the bloodline of this little life. Just like when my mother was pregnant with me, this is fate.

I named my child Yi, and Yi is change. I hope that this unfortunate fate begins to change in him and ends in him.

However, I was wrong again.

As soon as Yi learned to walk, my man began to teach him how to learn the sword and told him that we had an enemy named Rito.

I finally understood that this man did not let go of hatred, and that me and the child were his tools for revenge.

So, I killed him.

After four years away, I returned to Ionia. Rito had already married and had children here, becoming the greatest swordsmanship teacher in the most famous kendo gym.

He no longer seems to be chasing fame, but he has made a name for himself as the world's number one swordsman.

It is said that his sword is extremely fast, and he only needs to attack, never defend. But he never really attacked anyone, and only used a sword in his hand to seal all the attacks of sword moves in the world, so he was called the [Heavenly Sword Saint].

I'm so happy that I know he's finally been changed by me.

However, I heard that he only allowed his own disciples to call him [Heavenly Wind Sword Saint], and I didn't understand this.

I found Rito, and we exchanged pleasantries and talked about our lives in the four years we had separated.

We all seem very flat, listening to other people's stories, and what comes out of our own mouths is as if it is just someone else's story.

Then, I entrusted Yi to him. Also, my two swords.

The holy sword [Wuji] inherited by the family was left to Yi, of course, the sword spirit has been sealed by me, and I hope that Wuji Kendo will never awaken in him. My own sword was given to Rito's children, and it was sealed with my sword, and I hope it will have a chance to pass on and help Yi one day in the future.

I presented my sword and smiled at Rito: "She is Yun, please take care of her, I hope she can meet someone who is destined." ”

"Is it true......" Rito was stunned, then presented his sword and said with a smile, "He is the wind, please take care of him, because only you understand him." ”

I joked, "Is his name Wind, huh, so you don't have a name Wind, right?" ”

Rito suddenly looked at me and said, "Cloud, leaving that man, I am willing to start a new life with you." We ......"

He tried to grab my hand, and I quickly dodged it.

The next day, I hurried away, leaving everything here and all the past.

The last thing I thought of was the two swords, the clouds and the wind. Hehe, that's pathetic.

If a cloud wants to get close to a piece of wind, it can only become a fetter to the wind. The closer they got, the more the cloud felt like it had already been shattered.

It turned out that the beginning of this story was as predestined as fate.

(PS: It is recommended that this chapter be consumed with Chapter 153 "Clouds" for better results.) ）