Guo Songyang actually said that Su Weiyun's swordsmanship was not as good as Lu Fengxian's?

Is he already bent on death, deliberately trying to lure Su Weiyun to make a move and completely end his life?

Su Weiyun frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Guo Songyang said: "You said that no one in the world has a higher attainment in this swordsmanship than you, but I think Lu Fengxian's swordsmanship is not weaker than yours!" ”

Su Weiyun stared at Guo Songyang carefully, although the "Songyang Iron Sword" is not a pillar of the righteous path, but it is also a famous family, dare to say and act, dare to act.

With his character, he would not say such unprovoked and unprovoked words.

Guo Songyang continued: "In terms of artistic conception, your swordsmanship is naturally too strong, that long river, small wooden boat, white-haired fisherman, heavy boat pulp, I will never forget!" ”

He had also seen Su Weiyun's fifteenth sword. Not many people have seen this sword, even Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming have only heard of it, but they have never experienced it in person.

But how do you say that? Your murderous intent is too restrained, and although the river of death can give birth to a primal fear from the depths of my heart, I know that the long river will not fall on my head in the end. ”

Su Weiyun said: "What about Lu Fengxian? Do you see that river in him, too? ”

Guo Songyang was defeated for a while, his clothes and hair were untidy, but his expression was very determined, and he said: "He didn't." His swordsmanship is not superb enough, but his murderous aura is heavier and heavier than yours! ”

The sword sends out the sword qi, and the person kills!

Murderous aura is a unique aura on the master's body, and almost every master who kills without calculation will have this murderous aura on his body to some extent.

It's like a peerless sword can't hide the sharpness on the blade.

Among the various sects and sects of martial arts, I am afraid that only the monks of Shaolin Temple have the least murderous energy, because they often practice Buddhism, do not kill evil, and get rid of death.

Su Weiyun practiced the three holy scriptures of "Kurong Zen Gong", "Dharma Sword Method", and "Yijin Sutra", which are naturally also solemn and solemn.

Guo Songyang's expression suddenly seemed to have discovered some peerless treasure, and he said to himself: "There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart." Every swordsmanship that can be called unparalleled must have its 'heart'. ”

Su Weiyun nodded slowly.

Guo Songyang is right, when it comes to their realm, the mental method may still be secondary, and the important thing is to grasp the soul of martial arts.

If a martial art does not have a soul, then it cannot squeeze into the ranks of the best martial arts.

This kind of thing is mysterious, but it is true.

"The 'heart' of Songyang Iron Sword lies in the word 'Ding', winning with clumsiness and slowness with heavy blows, and you must have full concentration!"

He directly and generously told Su Weiyun the essence of his swordsmanship.

Guo Songyang clenched the Songyang Iron Sword in his hand, slowly inserted it back behind his back, and said: "So my cousin is named Guo Ding, I hope he can carry forward the Songyang Iron Sword and live up to the sword moves!" ”

When he said this, there was already some old age and sadness in his eyes, and there were really many people in the rivers and lakes who could overcome him.

In addition to the top three of the weapon spectrum and Su Weiyun, there are also Jing Wuming, A Fei, and now there is another Lu Fengxian.

Guo Songyang could only pin all his hopes on his cousin, hoping that he would be able to regain the majesty of Songyang's iron sword.

Su Weiyun said calmly: "Do you think that the 'heart' of the Thirteen Swords lies in the word 'kill'?" ”

Guo Songyang laughed wildly: "It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, I have survived under this sword technique twice, and no one knows those two completely different feelings better than me!" ”

"I don't know why, there is no murderous aura in your swordsmanship, so you must be wrong, you are on the wrong path!"

For the first time, a swordsman dared to say that Su Weiyun had taken the wrong path and made the wrong way of the sword.

Even the world-famous Yan Nantian, the immortal immortal sword Bai Yujing, and the mysterious dragon-bearded little old man never said such a thing.

But now Guo Songyang said it.

Surprisingly, Su Weiyun did not rush to refute.

In his opinion, Guo Songyang was a swordsman who was very qualified to say this.

He himself is a strong man in swordsmanship, and he has successively felt the power of different life-killing thirteen swords to reach the extreme, and they are all lucky not to die.

Su Weiyun said slowly: "Do you think my swordsmanship is wrong, and what they use is right?" ”

In the small village, strong winds blow and dark clouds roll.

The whole night sky seemed to be overturned by something, the stars disappeared, and the white moon was gone.

The strong wind blew Guo Songyang's sideburns and danced in the air, but he said firmly: "Yes!" Your swordsmanship is wrong! ”

After a long while, Su Weiyun said again: "Do you know that if you continue to practice like Lu Fengxian, he will only die under his own sword in the end!" ”

"So I didn't persuade him just now, because I knew that he would die in the hands of Shangguan Jinhong sooner or later, from the moment he began to practice the Thirteen Swords of Death, and wanted to defeat Shangguan Jinhong with this swordsmanship, it was already doomed!"

Guo Songyang's pupils shrank, and he was surprised, and then he returned to his usual expression.

"Yes, the reason why he didn't kill me and the person inside is not because he didn't have murderous intent, but because although he has killing intent, his skill is not enough to defeat us easily, so the sword technique is out, but we are not dead."

Su Weiyun said: "Since he failed to kill you, and he has a killing intent out of thin air, and the killing intent accumulates in his body, he will violently drive him to kill Shangguan Jinhong!" This was another reason why he blindly obeyed Lin Xian'er and walked down the tunnel. ”

When Guo Songyang heard this, he was not flustered, and said calmly: "This sword technique is extremely heavy and powerful. But if a swordsman wants to reach the highest level of swordsmanship, he should have sacrificed! ”

There should have been sacrifices!

This sentence already contains Guo Songyang's own deepest and most painful understanding of kendo.

Su Weiyun suddenly turned his back to the past, looked at the boundless darkness in the distance, and sighed: "The Thirteen Swords of Death are like a poisonous dragon, the more you raise it, the more powerful it can be, but one day you will not be able to control it." ”

"At that time, the poisonous dragon will turn against its lord and kill its sword, and no one can control it!"

Guo Songyang's eyes were blazing, and he said calmly: "But once this poisonous dragon is restrained, its ferocity, viciousness, ruthlessness, murderous nature, and viciousness will not be able to exert itself!" ”

Su Weiyun was noncommittal, but walked outside, walking in the vast and boundless wilderness.

"I don't know the Xiangji Temple, a few miles into the cloud peak."

"There is no one in the ancient wood, where is the bell in the deep mountains."

"The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green pine."

"Twilight empty pond song, Anzen to make a poisonous dragon."

This is a Zen poem by the poet Buddha Wang Wei back then, which came out of Su Weiyun's mouth at this moment, but there is an indescribable sadness.

The poisonous dragon was tightly locked under the deep pool, and there was no possibility of even a little escape, and he only listened to the sound of chanting every day, in order to influence the killing nature and convert to Buddhism.

- This naturally makes the mountains peaceful and stable, but the poisonous dragon in the deep pool is suffering and sinning.

Guo Songyang suddenly asked from afar, "What is your method of controlling the poisonous dragon?" Is that the Dharma sword that has not been produced in Shaolin for a hundred years?! ”

Su Weiyun didn't answer, and had already walked away.

At this time, the rain also suddenly began to fall, and in an instant it fell very heavily, pouring down and drenching everything.

Guo Songyang looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "Hahahaha, you use the Buddhist Divine Sword to restrain and fight against the Demon Dao Extermination Sword, and you want to grind off the murderous nature in it, but you don't know that it is one water and one fire, both defeats and injuries, and there is no achievement for each other!" ”

"I have understood the loopholes in Su Weiyun's swordsmanship, and I have also understood the Achilles' heel of the Thirteen Swords!"

"Hahahaha, I will go back and tell Guo Ding all these things, his talent is higher than mine, he practices for these weaknesses, and he will definitely be able to defeat you when he comes out of the mountain in ten years!"

Guo Songyang laughed wildly as he rushed into the rain and disappeared.

The night was dark.

More than ten years later, perhaps Guo Ding, after learning about these experiences that Guo Songyang almost exchanged for his life, could really practice a swordsmanship that specifically targeted the weaknesses of the "Thirteen Swords of Death".

But Guo Ding will never be able to defeat Lu Fengxian again and help Songyang Iron Sword take revenge.

- Because Lu Fengxian has completely died in Shangguan Jinhong's secret room!