"Don't want it," Baili Xianchuan said disgustedly: "You used to be a little Anduo, but now you have become a stinky Anduo, so don't hug a stinky Anduo." Although he said so, his hand still held her tight.

"You're the stinky brother!" An Duo pouted and retorted: "Sister Chuanyu and Sister Xingwan both said, when I grew up, I was more beautiful than when I was a child, and my figure was also very good, and I was soft to pick up, but you don't know the goods, okay!"

"Oh~" Baili Xianchuan laughed evilly and said, "Really, let me see how good my figure is........ Hey, hey, hey........." said and pretended to reach for her.

An Duo hurriedly moved inside, pretending to be scared and said, "My brother is a thief, and he doesn't even let go of his sister." ”

"Didn't you say I didn't know the goods? ”

"Ah, my brother is a thief! Don't touch me!"

"I was resisted, and it was you who came to sleep with me. ”

"That's the case, then I won't resist, come on!"

"Stinky girl, hurry up and sleep your ....... Hahahaha........."

"Hahahaha........"

In the sound of their fighting, the night gradually fell silent, and the starlight tonight was beautiful, and if you sat on the roof, you would definitely see the meteors slipping down.

The breeze blew gently, and the leaves drifted gently, but before they could fall to the ground, they were gently blown by the breeze and blown to the west.

In the cool breeze, from the room of Baili Xianchuan, there was an even sound of sleeping, it was Anduo.

She fell asleep sweetly wrapped in a quilt, and the moonlight shone in through the window and fell on her face, which looked so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to love it.

But..........

Baili Xianchuan lay next to him helplessly, and gently pulled the quilt with his hand, but as soon as he pulled it up a little, he was pressed by An Duo.

He wanted to cry without tears and murmured: "I'm freezing to death, give me some quilt!"

But Anduo still slept soundly, rolled over, pressed the quilt all under him, and then rolled inside to sleep.

Only Baili Xianchuan was left to hide by the bed, trembling..........

Well.

Looks like I'm going to have a good night's sleep...........

On the third day, Anduo looked at Baili Xianchuan, who was shivering at the foot of the bed, licked an innocent little face and asked him what was wrong?

Seeing that she had woken up, the angry Baili Xianchuan covered her with a quilt, and another pillow battle began..........

After that, Baili Xianchuan began to concentrate on sword cultivation and kendo.

He had already found his own way, but it was difficult to integrate the way into his swordsmanship, and the degree of difficulty was far greater than he imagined.

In the end, he had no choice but to ask Liu Feng for help, but Liu Feng told him:

This is your own way, and only you know it best.

Thy Word is at thy feet, and in thy hands, and in thy sword, and it is present in every sword that thou wield.

Touch it with your hand and it is there because it is, and feel it with your heart and it is not there because it is nothing.

There is under the sword, and there is under the sword.

Turning something into nothingness, turning nothing into something, dispersing into formlessness, and condensing nothing into form.

There is a world that can be seen, there is a world that is not visible, and there is a world between nothing, and that is the way of the sword that you seek.

Every time you slash your sword, it's not a slash at a living being, it's not a slash at the vanity, but a slash at the realm of nothingness, which is the way of the sword you seek.

As you said, nothing has coexisted in the world since ancient times, just like human hands, one is indispensable, but it is missing, although it can still survive, but it becomes incomplete.

Good and evil are nothing.

The ultimate evil can kill anyone, it can also cut everything, it can cut off water, it can cut off the sky, it can cut off fate.

The ultimate goodness can cut everything constantly, but it can cut off all evil, but it can save everything, and it can also cut off fate.

But when the one who is good becomes evil, and when the one who is evil becomes good, then he will surely become both good and evil, whether there is or not, and there will be nothing in the world that can limit his existence, and he will become cut off everything

And the way of the sword that you perceive is the world between nothing, and your way of the sword is the most wonderful.

It may cut everything, but it can cut everything, and it may cut everything, but it can also look at everything.

This is your kendo, called the way of the sword.

This is not the non-existence of the sword cultivator, but the way of your sword.

Baili Xianchuan stood on the top of Emperor Hong, facing the rising sun, he had been standing here all night, and the Nine Xuan Sword in his hand was still hanging with dew.

The morning sun rose slowly, piercing through the clouds, skimming over the birds, brushing the blade of the sword, and shining on his eyes.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the water droplets on his eyelashes slid down and dripped onto the sword, driving the dew on the sword body and sliding downward.

What started out as a small droplet of water gradually grew bigger and bigger, and it slid slowly at first, but gradually faster and faster.........

Faster and faster..........

However, just as the water droplets were about to drip from the tip of the sword, the Nine Xuan Sword was slowly lifted, and the water droplets finally broke away from the tip of the sword and dripped downward.

However, at this moment, Baili Xianchuan began to dance the sword body, and an invisible strong wind rose with the sword, and just when the water droplets were about to drip to the ground, they were carried up by the sword wind.

The droplets of water blew to the other side, but they were brought back again, and with each swing of the sword, the droplets of water were raised.

East or west, front or back, up or down, but never dripping to the ground.

The person standing in the Dihong Palace looked at him facing the sun, and at this time he only had a black figure, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could clearly see his sword-dancing posture.

It wasn't the first time, he had been standing there every morning, but it was clear to all that he had been there all night.

His sword was slow, but it was very charming, not at all like practicing a sword, but like dancing.

The upper wants to move and the lower wants to follow, the lower wants to move and the upper leads it, the inside and outside are connected, and the front and back are needed.

The sword moved with the wind, causing waves of qi, and a wooden sword was like a divine soldier, with the momentum of a thousand blades moving between the fingers.

Hitting the stabbing grid, just like the rain washing the dust from the bottom up, homeopathic use the force to step on the void and multiply the gap, draw the cloud to wipe the point of collapse and stabbing, strangle and chop the grid to provoke and hang the wrong wash, with positive pressure Qi contains the true meaning.

As he landed on the ground, the three feet around his body had been separated by sword qi, the wind and waves and smoke and dust could not touch his body, the wind was silent like stopping water, and the light was shadowless and the sword was without traces.

Or the sword dances with the person, or the person moves with the sword, or faces the rising sun, or faces the sunset, or faces the bright moon.

His sword swung incessantly, and his sword cut through the wind, and cut through the dripping water, and cut through the night, and drew in the day.

No one knew what he was chopping, sometimes it was leaves, sometimes it was rocks, sometimes it was void, he didn't have a clear goal, he was just chopping.

But he knew very well that he was slashing at the world between nothing.

But..........

No matter how he slashed, he could never hit that world, even if Liu Feng told him a lot, he never really understood the artistic conception in it.

So he has been slashing until now, hoping to find the world that Liu Feng said in the slashing again and again.

His sword came to rest in the air, and the drop of water fell on the sword, slid down again, and then broke away from the tip of the sword and dripped onto the grass beside it.

The droplets of water brought up the dew on the grass and slid downward. What started out as a small droplet of water gradually grew bigger and bigger, and it slid slowly at first, but gradually faster and faster.........

Faster and faster..........

Eventually, it dripped into the cracks of the stones, absorbed by the rocks, absorbed by the grass roots, blown away by the breeze, and evaporated by the sun.

As the water droplets disappeared, Baili Xianchuan sighed and muttered: "It's still not good, I always feel almost like it, what is the difference?"

At this time, Liu Feng showed his figure, looked at the little green grass, and then looked at the rising sun, and suddenly asked inexplicably: "What do you see?"

What did you see? Baili Xianchuan looked at him a little inexplicably, not understanding what he meant, so he could only say helplessly: "Soil, grass, sunshine, what else can there be? Don't tell me that this is the true meaning of life, a person with a normal brain knows it." ”

"you, there's no shape all day long. Liu Feng scolded with a smile.

"Then what do you say? I don't believe you can say anything different from me. Baili Xianchuan said provocatively.

"You're only half right," Liu Feng squatted down, and then asked Baili Xianchuan to squat down, although it felt boring, Baili Xianchuan still squatted down and listened attentively.

"You look at the soil," said Liu Feng, pointing to the soil, "there is darkness under the soil, but above the soil is light, and it is said that darkness and light cannot have both, and this little grass not only sits on darkness, but also embraces light." ”

Baili Xianchuan listened as if he didn't understand, vaguely knowing what he was talking about, but it was hazy, like a figure in the white fog, and he couldn't see his appearance.

"Look at the sun and the soil again," said Willow Wind, pointing sometimes at the sun and sometimes at the soil, and then asked rhetorically, "Can you see their existence?"

Baili Xianchuan glanced at the sun, then at the soil, looked at Liu Feng inexplicably, and said puzzledly: "Okay, this is not nonsense, why are you asking this?"

Liu Feng did not answer him, but said to himself: "The sun and the soil are real, then there is, the sun represents light, the soil represents darkness, and light and darkness are nothing, this is nothing." ”

Baili Xianchuan suddenly realized, isn't this what he is looking for? Isn't it right next to him, but he can't see through it.

As soon as he wanted to say something, Liu Feng continued: "For Xiaocao, soil and sunlight are the source of life, and it is life, but as soon as it leaves sunlight and soil, it will die, and it will die!"

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