Bamboo and sword.

The sword qi on the bamboo knot is as cold as fire, and the furious sword qi exudes bursts of solemn momentum like Shura's murder, and I don't know how many fresh lives have been lost in the hands of this person to have such momentum, and the momentum is burning red light in the surrounding body, like a blood-red sword blade.

The sword qi on the color sky sword is as quiet as ice, and the sword qi of Haoran exudes a momentum like a blue abyss microwave, this haoran momentum is tranquil, and it is actually a burst of murderous qi to dissolve, and the Dao heart is clear, and it is the sword heart above the Lingtai square inch.

With bamboo as a sword, the sword qi runs through it, and the sound of Jin Ming and Yuzhen is like a young and weak soldier Jin Ge, it is that there is no sword in his hand, and the sword intent is born, and he has obtained the sword intent samadhi.

The name of the sword is empty, the heart is like catkins, it is fluttering lightly with the wind, the sword is introverted, and it has its own arrogance.

The two confronted each other, but they couldn't help but secretly praise each other's cultivation in their hearts, they didn't expect that there were such young masters in the world, all of them were three points higher than their opponents, Lu Wuchen looked at Shi Fei Cheng coldly, his eyes seemed to be a sword blade, the true qi around him was running violently, and the six senses were keenly dispersed, and the heaven and earth within the radius seemed to be in his hands, but the faint and green bamboo knots in his hands were like a sword edge, and there was a proud sword aura, and his whole mind was empty, as if it was a bright edge above the sword blade, reflecting everything around him in his heart.

The wind moved, the white robe swayed, the sassy sound sounded, under the momentum of the two people, a strange force field was formed around them, there was no trace of wind in the middle, the black clouds in the sky covered the moonlight, and the black was suppressed. After a while, the raindrops fell, and it was the rain that came from late spring and early summer.

"Tick ......"

The sound of rain suddenly exploded as if it had been infinitely amplified.

Lu Wuchen moved, his white robe swayed, his body flashed suddenly, his left foot stepped lightly, and his whole body shot towards the concubine like an arrow, and the bamboo knot in his hand waved suddenly. The bamboo knots suddenly became green like jade under the concentration of true qi. Flashing with a stunning green glow, the sword qi stretched along the bamboo joint, and it was a sword ray, and the cold light suddenly appeared. Towards the concubine.

This is one of the most common swordsmanship. There is a way to split Huashan. The momentum is good, but this sword is surging, and the concubine is full of cold light in front of her eyes. It turned out to be the momentum of splitting the heavens and the earth, the concubine scolded angrily, the color empty sword in her hand shook, and the sword was like a ribbon in the wind, and the silk strength was actually wrapped around the sword, and the body was a little back, not advancing but retreating, and the body gently fell on the bridge like a leaf of feathers.

"Bang", there was a trace more than a foot deep on the ground, the concubine's body was a little in the air, like a phoenix spreading its wings, the color of the sword in her hand was uncertain, and the sword unfolded a piece of snow, enveloping Lu Wuchen's body, and each sword seemed to be stabbing at Lu Wuchen's different big points around his body.

Lu Wuchen felt that his heart was cold, like a sword blade, without a trace of emotion, he could feel every trace of the sword, this feeling was so mysterious, as if the whole world was in his hands, and the feeling of holding such a wisdom bead was really ...... Fuck good!

"Drink!"

With a roar, Zhou's body turned out with fierce anger, Lu Wuchen's swordsmanship at the moment was heavy and not heavy, the sword momentum was like thunder and rage, the most domineering, this sword was swung out, the sword qi suddenly rubbed the air, the sparks beat like elves, and the strange force field had appeared in the swordsmanship, pulling the surrounding air, and slashing down with the sword strength.

When the sword is close, a sword is stabbed, and the tip of the sword suddenly bursts out with a trace of divine light, as if it is a nirvana phoenix, the fire bursts out, and the strength of the "bang" is intertwined, the cyan whirlwind is entwined with the flames, between the blue and red, as if the double dragon bites, swaying up, the strength explodes, and a violent storm appears, even the rain is also suddenly empty, forming a quiet space.

The senior concubine took a few steps back, and only then did she take advantage of the situation to unload her strength, and the blood in her chest was tumbling, and Lu Wuchen's body trembled slightly a few times, and then she took a deep breath and said, "The prestige of the Cihang Sword Code is really worthy of its reputation, and today is really an eye-opener!" ”

"Brother Lu Miao, Brother Lu is so old, he has such a cultivation, he will definitely have an unlimited future one day, and he will definitely be able to become a generation of grandmasters!" Concubine Mimei looked at Lu Wuchen, her face was calm, as if she was a fairy in the sky, and her white robe looked even more dusty.

Lu Wuchen smiled slightly and said, "Shi Fairy Miao praised!" ”

The conversation between the two is like a conversation between friends, Lu Wuchen has the intention to try his swordsmanship on Shi Fei Chen, and he wants to take the opportunity to leave a shadow on Shi Fei Ming, so as to leave a foreshadowing for his actions in the day, he smiled faintly at the moment, the wind is clear and light, but it is not as aggressive as the original conversation, the body is murderous and introverted, there is no breath, there is a feeling of dust, Lu Wuchen stroked the bamboo flute in his hand, and said: "I have a few swordsmanship moves, today I will let Shi Xianzi Sword Dian try the edge!" ”

The concubine hugged Xuan Shouyi, shook the sword in her hand, and treated it concentratingly, there will be an even more violent storm below.

Hug Xuan Guiyi, his face was full of a quiet look, the color empty sword trembled lightly in his hand, this sword is the sword given to the master by the master of the concubine when the concubine went down the mountain, although it is not a peerless divine weapon like Longquan Wu Hook, but it is also a rare weapon, there are sharp divine weapons in the world, but there is no invincible divine soldier, because the weapon varies from person to person, no matter how powerful the divine soldier is, it is not as good as a human being.

That day, Fan Qinghui looked at the concubine with red eyes, and said sternly: "How can the concubine be a child?" This time down the mountain must know that he bears the heavy responsibility of the world's common people, the concubine must encourage herself, this time down the mountain, set foot in the world, all the dust and turbidity of the world, or prosperous temptation, or secretly ecstasy, the concubine should guard the spiritual platform a little, from the red dust to comprehend the sword heart is clear, this sword is called the color of the sky, although it is not a divine weapon, but it is a little encouragement for the teacher, the concubine I disciples, then use this color empty sword to cut off all kinds of fate and sin of the mortal dust, and it is good to inherit the mantle of the teacher, the vast number of my Cihang lintel! ”

The concubine still remembered all the words of Fan Qinghui that day, but not long after going down the mountain, there was a thing that made her sword heart clear, which was stunned and surprised, and at this moment facing this young man, he did not have the slightest sign of martial arts. It was like an ordinary person, under the momentum of the concubine, like a weed, moving with the wind, a pair of eyes looked at the concubine, and the lustful gaze finally fell on her chest, and the burning gaze made her a little ashamed.

"Brother Lu, do you know the long sword in my concubine's hand?" She clearly knew that she was at a disadvantage, and she was surprised by the cultivation of the man in front of her, and the concubine said: "The name of this sword in my hand is Sekong, and it is Sekong that is one!" ”

"Does the master fairy want to cut off the edge of the dust?" Lu Wuchen's voice fluttered in the wind. Word by word, it seems to fall on the heart lake of the concubine. "It's just a desperate intention, how is it different from a beast if it's cold?"

Lu Wuchen said, his toes suddenly stepped on, and his whole body shot forward like a cold ray. A little bamboo knot in the hand. Suddenly. The sword flashed at a glance, reflecting half of the sky, and the concubine's eyes narrowed. The color sky sword suddenly turned out an arc in front of him, and the two qi of yin and yang were pulling the strength in front of him, and it was a Tai Chi cyclone, which dissolved Lu Wuchen's sword into invisibility, but this sword was just a false move, Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, and he had already bullied Shi Fei Cheng, and the bamboo knot was like a light dagger, attacking the big acupoints around Shi Fei Ming.

The color empty sword in the hands of the concubine has suffered a long loss, how can this five-foot long sword compare to the bamboo knot of Lu Wuchen, but it is a downwind at the moment, but this Cihang heir is very good, this sword is made like an arm by the concubine, the cold sword edge, the hilt, and a pair of slender jade hands, all of which were used by the concubine, and it is actually on a par with Lu Wuchen, but it is slightly at a disadvantage.

"Crazy!"

Lu Wuchen roared, and suddenly the sword momentum opened widely, above the bamboo joint, the awe-inspiring sword qi was like strength, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi was even more under the weird force field pulling the surrounding air, turning into a sword blade towards the concubine, the rain in the sky gradually became bigger, but the strength of the two of them was to push the rain away three feet, a sword split, the concubine's empty sword turned into an arc, but it was drawn from a simple sword, and the sword was dissolved, but Lu Wuchen's sword strength was one sword after another, and the heavy sword strength was like a stormy wave, Towards the concubine, this sword is crazy, the sword is like a mad, as if it is a storm, the sword is continuous, the best thing is that the old force is not exhausted, the next round of strength is surging, and I know that this sword is stronger than a sword.

This heavy sword slashed, Shi Fei Yan couldn't help but feel numb in her hands, her blood and qi rolled, Lu Wuchen's several swordsmanship techniques took her mind and fused the sword intent, this storm of attacks made Shi Fei Yan secretly suffer in her heart, she snorted, Shi Fei Yan screamed, the color sky sword suddenly swelled, and suddenly illuminated the land like a meteor, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the Shi Fei screamed: "Why is Brother Lu so aggressive towards Shi Fei Ming, Shi Fei is a Hongchen cultivator, and wants to do a little bit for the common people, why is Brother Lu so disgusted?" ”

The phoenix's eyes are full of anger, just a sword, the sword qi is completely converged, that is, the protective strength is also converged, but this sword is broken with heavy sword strength, like a broken grapefruit, the strength explodes in all directions, "bang", the soil is splashing, the concubine is already retreating, the color of the empty sword finger landed dustless, the raindrops fell, all the clothes on the concubine's body were wet, and the raindrops fell along the colored empty sword like a bead curtain.

The smoke and rain in front of him were hazy, the starry eyes were full of rain, and the soaked clothes were tightly attached to the body of the concubine, showing the graceful curves of the concubine, the moving curves were so provoking, but it was hard to believe that the slender figure actually had such a figure, Lu Wuchen's eyes lingered on the body of the concubine, and said in a mocking voice: "I didn't expect the fairy to be so attractive!" ”

As if he hadn't heard Lu Wuchen's words, Concubine Shi said, "Brother Lu is so embarrassed by Concubine Cheng? Or what does Brother Lu ask for? Shi Fei said in a calm voice: "This red dust and turbid world is just an empty world, and there are no hundred and two Qin Passes that all belong to the Han Dynasty, and the towering house is just a pile of loess, what can Brother Lu not put down?" ”

"Is everything Brother Lu has done really worth it?" Although she didn't know about Lu Wuchen's pursuit, she knew that Lu Wuchen was hostile to her, although it was inexplicable, it was a trouble.

"You're trying to persuade yourself to let go of everything?" Lu Wuchen laughed in his heart, "What am I asking for?" Seek peace of mind! ”

The sword intent is free, in this short time, Lu Wuchen's swordsmanship has become a little more powerful, and the senior concubine suddenly screamed, "Everything is like a mirror, like a fantasy and a reality, why are you so persistent!" After that, the color empty sword in his hand was already attacking towards the landing Wuchen, and the heavy sword light swept out of the mist. The water droplets splashed away with the sword light, and in the rain, the color sky sword attacked Lu Wuchen with a mysterious trajectory, and it was such an instant that the offensive and defensive momentum was suddenly reversed, and Lu Wuchen's bamboo knots turned into thousands of silk strings in the air, pulling one arc after another, and the sword momentum became a circle, dissolving and defeating the sword qi.

In the face of the concubine's aggressive offensive, Lu Wuchen shouted fiercely. Said: "Red dust and turbidity." How do fairies deal with themselves? ”

The color empty sword in Shi Fei Chen's hand trembled, and she stabbed out a sword qi towards Lu Wuchen, and said, "Hongchen is troubled, I will guard the spiritual platform alone." Red dust is like water. I don't know how dusty I am. Although there are thousands of troubles and temptations, all kinds of love and resentment are just a kind of practice, and the practice of the sword heart! In the words, he regarded all kinds of red dust as his own practice. It's love and desire, but it's just to break through the relationship.

"In this case, can the master fairy really be able to explore the red dust in this world? Birth, old age, sickness and death, when you watch your master die in front of you, how do you deal with yourself? Lu Wuchen asked.

Shi Fei said lightly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, it has been the same since ancient times, but it is just the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, why should you be persistent?" ”

"There is a Taoist immortal who opens the furnace for alchemy, everything is ready, and he owes a Taoist boy who guards the furnace. Finally, someone came to apply for the title of Taoist priest guarding the furnace, and the Taoist chief said, 'If you can not say a word from now on, you can be my Taoist child.' Willing to try? 'What happened to that Taoist boy?' Shi Fei said that she actually told Lu Wuchen the story, but the color space in her hand became more and more powerful, attacking Lu Wuchen.

The man nodded firmly, and then the world swirled, falling into countless reincarnations, but no matter whether rich or poor, princes and generals, ordinary people, he could insist on being silent, and every time from life to death, he was dumb without making a sound. In the end, he became a woman in a certain life, married a husband and had children, but he did not know that after the birth of his son, before the full moon, the thief came. The thief killed his husband in front of her eyes and insulted her, but she was still able to keep silent, and in the end the thief wanted to kill the baby as well, and she finally forgot the purpose of reincarnation and screamed to stop it. So he woke up from the samsara and found that he was still standing in the danfang, and nothing had changed, only tears on his face. The immortal sighed, 'That's it! You still can't give up the love between mother and son. 'All kinds of sins in this world are empty, if you can see how there is so much melancholy?' ”

Concubine Shi said, Lu Wuchen didn't know if Concubine Shi really knew the meaning of this story, or if her master told her to hear it, Lu Wuchen smiled slightly: "Is this really the perception of the fairy teacher?" ”

Lu Wuchen saw that the colored space in Concubine Shi's hand was stagnant, and he couldn't help but sneer: "I'm afraid that the master fairy is just a cloud of people, picking up people's teeth and wisdom!" ”

Lu Wuchen laughed and said: "I don't care what I pursue, I know that what I do at the moment is what I think, just look at the sword!" "The sword momentum is fluctuating, it is as unpredictable as a floating cloud, the sword is unpredictable, every time it is attacked in an unexpected place, it is virtual and real, the sound is east and west, suddenly like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to follow, and the end is to make people at a loss.

"If you really see through the red dust like that man, and let that wife and children be humiliated in front of you and be indifferent, how is this different from a beast? There are tens of millions of living beings, and people live alone in their souls, because of the seven emotions and six desires, the desperation of love, and the impermanence of heaven, who knows if this is really correct? Extremely emotional, is it really impossible to reach the supreme heavenly path? Lu Wuchen shouted angrily, and the bamboo flute in his hand was even more swordsmang, and between the flow of sword intent, he slashed towards the concubine.

Since studying under Cihang, the concubine has taught her to cut her love and her heart, and she has practiced her sword heart a little clearly, but does she really have no doubts? Now listening to Lu Wuchen's words, he faintly feels that the other party may not be wrong, this is exactly what Lu Wuchen used in his angry shouting, which affected the emotions of the concubine.

"Is it because you can't let go of your master, the grace of nurturing and teaching, the grace of the teacher, the grace of the teacher is like a mountain, I'm afraid you can't really let go, right? Are you feeling weak? Lu Wuchen shouted, and the bamboo in his hand was even more violently attacked.

"No, ......" the concubine screamed, the sword of the empty sword was sheng, a sword stabbed at her, forcing Lu Wuchen back, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, this spiritual platform was lost at one point, her soaked body was crumbling, standing on the ground, her face was pale, she was adopted by Fan Qinghui since she was a child, and the friendship between master and apprentice was better than that of mother and daughter, how could this make the concubine forget? All kinds of things in my heart, but now they have all emerged, and the feelings of attachment and feedback when I went down the mountain that day have all surfaced in my heart, making the concubine's heart like numbness, and the sword heart was broken when she was clear.

Who is careless?

Even if the way of heaven is ruthless, it is difficult to extinguish the meaning of spring in it. (To be continued......)