The bamboo forest is still the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves are still those bamboo leaves, the bamboo house is still the bamboo house, the familiar sound of the piano, the maid stroking the qin, the man dancing the sword, everything is so natural. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was as if this was a separate world separated from the earthly world, and although it had only stood in this soft glade for the second time, it seemed as if it had been standing here silently for a thousand years.

At the end of the song, the wind stops, and the sword stops......

The distant sound of the piano still echoed in his ears, and the clear sword intent could still be heard between his breaths, and the bamboo sword master in his eyes seemed to be still, and it seemed that there was still a rhyme lingering around him......

Seeing that I was in a daze, the head of the bamboo sword smiled and asked three words: "How is it?" ”

I subconsciously replied, "Okay! ”

As if he was not satisfied with this answer, he asked, "Where's the good?" ”

I savored what I had seen and thought before, and finally replied honestly, "I can't say it, I just feel good." ”

The head of the bamboo sword seemed to have appreciation in his eyes, and seemed to regret: "When you first see the sword, you will understand the way, and when you see you again, you will see the sword in your mind, with your talent, if it was in the early years, the greedy brother would take you into the door...... Alas...... It's a pity, it's a pity......"

I wondered, "What is intention?" ”

The head of the bamboo sword patiently explained: "The Tao belongs to heaven and earth, and the meaning belongs to oneself. ”

"The Tao belongs to heaven and earth, and the meaning is one's own ......" I chewed on the meaning of these two sentences, and then asked, "Why haven't I felt the meaning before?" ”

The head of the bamboo sword laughed: "I can't even read words, how can I enjoy the beauty of the article?" ”

I suddenly realized: "Enter the Tao first, and then you will understand...... It turns out that this is the case, dare to ask the boss, how to get involved? ”

The head smiled bitterly and said: "The master of the Great Perfection of Transformation still doesn't dare to talk about it, is it too early for you, a little monk who has just glimpsed a corner, to think about these questions?" ”

I frowned and proclaimed, "Maybe I'm so talented?" ”

The head of the bamboo sword was stunned, and said with a long smile: "Indeed, maybe you are really talented, so let's tell me first, what you can see from this set of swordsmanship, if you can say it, I can also try to point you out." ”

With a move in his heart, seeing the encouraging look on the face of the head of the bamboo sword, he thought that if he could get the personal guidance of the head of the house, this would definitely be a big opportunity.

There are cheap and don't take advantage of the eggs!

I couldn't help but lift my spirits, close my eyes, and carefully reflect on my previous feelings.

The first thing that appeared in the darkness was a ray of light.

The light was not dazzling, it could even be said to be very, very faint, like a remnant star in the gloomy night sky, which seemed to be completely obscured by a cloud that could be completely obscured by a casual cloud.

However, such a light is not only not gradually buried by the night, but is getting brighter and brighter, and even in the dense light and shadow, there seems to be a larger image around it.

Concentrate on feeling the light and shadow that is getting clearer and clearer......

I first saw a huge water droplet, the light point is the reflection of the water droplet, and the shadow forms the outline of the water droplet......

The water droplets trembled, as if contaminated with a gust of wind, and the light and shadow dispersed, and moistened into a bamboo leaf along the traces of the leaf veins......

The pulse converged, and it turned into a thriving bamboo forest......

At this time, the light and shadow no longer change, and the bamboo forest swayed gently in the wind, as if it was praising life and revealing stubbornness......

In my eyes, this scene seems to have interpreted a kind of artistic conception, but there is a voice in the dark that seems to remind me...... Wrong!

Wrong!

What's wrong?

"Hoo ......"

Another gust of wind blew......

The bamboo leaves fell one after another, bringing up three points of melancholy and seven points of depression......

Worried about falling leaves?

Is this the true meaning of the artistic conception to be interpreted?

No!

My gut told me it wasn't right.

This explanation is not perfect!

I quietly looked at this bamboo forest that didn't seem to exist, felt the branches swaying gently, and felt the bamboo leaves flying......

With the interpretation of this seemingly moving and static picture, the sound of a piano seems to be heard in the ears at this moment......

Lingering, lingering, endless......

It seems to carry the vicissitudes of time, as if it tells the long past......

This is a very deep and obscure emotion, difficult to describe in words, at first glance feel the spring flowers, a fine taste of wind and wood with sadness......

Yes, I think this should be the sword intent of the head of the bamboo sword, a kind of hidden sorrow hidden under pleasure......

Just as I was about to open my eyes, my heart moved again.

I thought of the way to mend the sky......

Since the Tao is measurable, can the meaning fill the gap?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but use the way to mend the sky, and looked at the bamboo forest again, but this time, the picture was different again.

The dew is gone, the fallen leaves are gone, the bamboo forest is gone, and everything is reduced to a streamer of digital lines!

There was no joy, no sorrow, there was another emotion that I couldn't wait, and this emotion jumped in my chest, and for a moment I couldn't find the words to describe it!

At this moment, I only felt that my chest was clogged, and I couldn't help but stretch out my right hand, pointed it as a sword, and copied it, hoping to release the pent-up emotions in my chest through this action......

A finger stretches out, but it never falls!

These trajectories are very different from the trajectories of the Heavenly Dao!

You can see it in your eyes!

But he always forgets the moment before he wants to drop his fingers......

The more I try to memorize and copy, the faster I forget......

I suspect that it may be because this emotion does not belong to me, or rather, it is not something that I can grasp now!

It was piled up on my chest like a heavy mountain!

I was sweating profusely, I couldn't breathe, my fingers were shaking in the air in vain, but I couldn't get down!

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

The dull heartbeat clearly echoed in my ears, the chest was tight and depressed, and I wanted to vomit, I wanted to vomit! Whatever you spit out, it's fine!

Just before I felt my chest explode!

"Poof!"

A strong finger was placed on his chest.

The finger seemed to pierce something, as if a sword had pierced into a cowhide water bag......

"Poof......

I finally couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood!

Comfortable...... Carefree......

I never thought vomiting blood would be such a pleasant treat!

I opened my eyes weakly and watched as the complicated bamboo sword master withdrew his fingers from my chest.

……

He hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "What exactly did you see?" ”

I clutched my chest, took a few breaths, took the handkerchief handed by the maid of the piano, wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, recalled it carefully, and described in detail what I saw.

Listening to my description, the head of the bamboo sword was sometimes shocked, sometimes pondering, and sometimes couldn't help but raise his sword and send out a few sword flowers in the air......

Finally, he stood with his sword drawn, looked at me strangely, and said in a very affirmative tone: "It seems that you can no longer be described as talented, you are simply a ...... Freak! ”

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My name is Ho B, what is Ho B, what must be Wha-what? Is this terrier too old? Then I'll change it: My name is why bother, why bother with what is in the song... Well? Still not right? Then I am life, why don't we meet in life, why ......?

Forget it, why bother with me, do you know that it doesn't matter if you don't know clearly or not, do I take care of you?

This book is not a food novel, nor is it a novel about opening a restaurant in the underworld, or even a supernatural text - this book is actually a supernatural urban fantasy Xiuzhen competition history science fiction apocalypse infinite horror spoof military workplace game two-dimensional fanfiction, I don't care if you believe it or not, I believe it anyway!

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