Chapter 721: Accumulating Virtue and Becoming Virtuous, the Gods Are Self-Satisfied
"Are you looking for death?"
The mysterious young man got erect, the long knife in his hand was like electricity, slashing the ground and piercing the air, and then changing the trajectory in the air, all in one go, and the speed was extremely fast.
The strong man laughed wildly, grabbed his big hand forward, and the vitality of his palm was surging, forming a light curtain, and the powerful force directly made the mysterious young man take a few steps back.
He said coldly: "I'm not looking for death, I just want to tell you that practicing martial arts is practicing martial arts, and in the face of absolute power, everything is a floating cloud." ”
He looked at Gu Que and said disdainfully: "An old storyteller who is about to die, relying on his mouth to cheat some money to support the elderly, do you really believe his nonsense?"
The mysterious young man said in a deep voice: "I know if it's nonsense, it's not your turn to intervene." ”
The strong man said: "Yes, I don't care what you want to do! But I, Dong Wu, must maintain the dignity of a warrior, and I can't let this bad old man talk nonsense here and talk on paper." ”
As he spoke, he walked directly towards Gu Que and said in a cold voice: "You are an old man, and you don't know martial arts, I won't make a move on you, but if you don't admit your nonsense today, you don't want to get out of this inn!"
So everyone looked at Gu Que, the woman in white was smiling, and the mysterious young man frowned, but Ning Bu regretted sitting on the ground, her eyes closed, and she didn't move.
In the eyes of countless people, there is naturally no lack of malicious eyes, but such a pressure did not make Gu Que panic.
He just sighed lightly, a faint golden glow flashed in his cloudy eyes, and said slowly: "Therefore, the necessity of martial arts in the Holy Land is not to win or lose in terms of losing, but to need such a thing to maintain the faith in everyone's hearts. For the sake of this belief, they will trek through mountains and rivers and rivers to appreciate the rivers and mountains, and their purpose is to open up people's patterns and visions, so that people can be open-minded and inclusive of all things. ”
He looked at everyone and said angrily: "The vision and pattern determine the upper limit of a person. Like the strong man in front of him, he is full of vitality, his moves are mature, and he is very oppressive between opening and closing. ”
Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and then said: "But when there is an upper limit to strength, and when the two reach the extreme, he will not be able to find the way he wants to go, because he doesn't understand what the Tao is." He is already the first glimpse of reincarnation, but he still only talks about martial arts, regardless of the Tao, as far as the eye can see, it is the size of the world, if he can't break the shackles, he can't surpass reincarnation in this life after all. ”
Hearing this, everyone immediately gasped, and Dong Wu yelled angrily and said sharply: "Old horseman, I'm afraid you're looking for death! I'm ...... today."
Gu Que waved his hand, interrupting his words, suddenly looked at the mysterious young man, and said with a smile: "He has a first glimpse of reincarnation, you are at the peak of life and death, can you fight with it?"
The mysterious young man said in a deep voice: "I will never lose against it. ”
Gu Que said: "Can you defeat him?"
The mysterious young man shook his head and said: "I am not sure if I win or lose, if it is about life and death, I will kill him under the knife!"
"What a big breath!"
Dong Wu said loudly: "Do you think you can kill me across the border? There is no such person in the world!"
Gu Que didn't care about him, but just smiled at the mysterious young man: "Since each of them is not convinced, why don't you fight?"
Dong Wu squinted his eyes and said: "If I win, I want you, an old man, to kneel down and kowtow, saying that you are talking nonsense!"
Gu Que said: "If you lose?"
Dong Wudao: "I'll let you deal with it!"
Gu Que looked at the mysterious young man and said, "Are you willing?"
The mysterious young man frowned for a long time, directly drew his knife, and said in a deep voice: "Be fearless." ”
Gu Que laughed and said slowly: "Your sword skills are exquisite, although it is perfect, it is difficult to resist wind and thunder, but the foundation is solid and has accumulated for a long time, if you truly comprehend the way of the sword, you may not be able to kill the enemy across the border." ”
Speaking of this, Dong Wu had already slapped his palm towards the mysterious young man, and the vitality of his palm was violent, and it was not released, but the palm wind had already torn apart the tables and chairs on all sides.
The momentum was immense, and everyone was shocked, but Ning Buregret stood up suddenly, and the light in his eyes exploded.
She looked at Gu Que and was about to speak, but Gu Que had already said: "Look hard, study hard, there are not many opportunities." ”
Ning Buregret glanced at Gu Que deeply, and nodded with a strange face.
The mysterious young man took a step back with a knife, and then fought back, the knife was like an afterimage, fierce and powerful, but infinitely changing.
But every time the knife came out, it was blocked by Dong Wu's iron palm, and the sonorous sound was endless, and the sharp long knife actually sparked with the palm of his hand.
It's just at this moment that the difference between the realms was suddenly revealed, and the mysterious man's knife technique was both rigid and soft, and the changes were endless, but the vitality was inferior, and it couldn't match it after all.
If it weren't for his strong body and ability to resist pressure, I am afraid that he would have been defeated.
Gu Que has reason to believe that if it is about life and death, this kid can win with thrilling killing moves, but the fair competition is suppressed by the realm.
It is already difficult to defeat the enemy across borders.
Gu Que said softly: "You use a soft knife to act fiercely, it is a combination of rigidity and softness, but your eyes should be more profound." Rigidity belongs to yang, softness belongs to yin, rigidity and softness are combined, that is, yin and yang are parallel. And the other party's big opening and closing, is the way of hegemony, at this moment, you should abandon the yang from the yin, with softness to overcome the rigid. ”
The figure of the mysterious young man was shocked, his right arm suddenly softened, and while his speed slowed down, his wrist turned sharply, using the knife as a whip, abandoning the blade and using the blade of the knife, and patting it lightly on Dong Wu's arm.
A "snap" sound came out, Dong Wu couldn't help but exclaim, took a few steps back to take a look, and saw that this beat actually hit the meridians of his arm hard.
But instead, he sneered, squinted his eyes, and said, "Who wouldn't be able to combine rigidity and softness?"
As he spoke, his palm power suddenly became softer, and one move and one style turned out to be like a silk practice.
Under the suppression of power, the mysterious man retreated again, and Gu Que had already said: "Soft belongs to yin, slow and slow, and slow is not in the form, but in the potential." Your knife should carry your momentum to have the effect of breaking the enemy's crushing. ”
The mysterious young man frowned, suddenly squinted his eyes and slashed out, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed, and the vitality gushed out, but it was long and mighty, and it lasted for a long time.
The vitality was like a wave, swept heavily, Dong Wu retreated again and again, couldn't help but shout, and slashed down with his big hand, cutting everything down.
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of the mysterious young man, and his body almost fell backwards.
Gu Que smiled and said softly: "The opponent's rigidity and flexibility are fast and skillful, and his strength is also better than yours, at this moment, the move is invincible, the strength is invincible, and the momentum is invincible." ”
Ning Bu regretted and couldn't help but say, "Isn't that defeated?"
Gu Que said: "The extreme of martial arts is the Tao, and the Tao is endless. ”
He looked at the mysterious young man and said slowly: "Moves and potentials, forces and realms are all derived from the Dao. You might as well put aside the skin and get a glimpse of the essence. ”
"I don't understand!"
The mysterious young man let out a low roar, but Gu Que sighed in his heart.
He doesn't understand, who can blame him? It's not because he's ashamed of him.
He shook his head, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The soil becomes a mountain, the wind and rain are prosperous, the water is an abyss, and the dragon is born." You have worked hard enough to cultivate the knife, but the sword is not enough, I will tell you today, if the knife wants to become a storm, there must be a storm in the heart. ”
"If there is a dragon in the heart, a dragon can be born under the knife, and everything is broken and then stands. The platform of ten thousand zhang, based on the soil, a journey of thousands of miles, based on the step, the accumulation of goodness, there are gods in the heart. ”
"Is it a knife in your hand? No! it's your heart!"
"Your heart has a knife, so what you hold is a knife, what your heart is, what you hold is what you hold! Never treat it as an object, it is just a medium for you to express your inner way!"
"Accumulate goodness and become virtuous, and the gods are self-satisfied, and the sacred heart is prepared! Qingshan, where is your heart? What is your heart? What is your sword!"
A sentence was like thunder, and it exploded in Xue Qingshan's mind, like lightning cutting through the silent night, like a dripping rain, recovering the dust of the world.
In an instant, the excitement was endless, and he was shocked, and the light in his eyes exploded.
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father told him the legend of his grandfather, and he suddenly remembered that he had also cried in the middle of the night and suffered humiliation.
The glory of his ancestors is tarnished, and he is powerless.
Those old men who get drunk all day in their inn are said to be the strong men of the past.
Heaven and earth are so vast that years ago, I also heard that they were righteous and turned into loess forever.
Blood stains the sky red, when will the soul return to its homeland?
The knife in his hand is not only his own will, it is the glory of his ancestors, the blood that was once thick, and the original sentence of his master "good seedling"!
Over the years, I have practiced swordsmanship, day and night, wind and thunder, never said bitterness, never slack, just because I want to fight a bloody way in the rivers and lakes, and then proudly tell the world that my master is the legend that once fell!
But it's not qualified!
My wife said that there are thousands of enemies all over the world, and when you can't really protect yourself, you can't say it.
But who understands the urgency in the heart?
His own master is obviously a hero, and he is obviously admired by countless people, but he can't say it!
Just like when I was young, my father didn't let me mention my grandfather's name!
His eyes are blood-red, the long knife is clanging, the soil is a mountain, the wind and rain are prosperous, the water is an abyss, the dragon is born and the dragon is good and virtuous, and the gods are complacent.
Where are those so-called wind and rain dragons, the sacred hearts of the gods?
It's inside you!
He drank violently, there were no moves in his eyes, no opponents, only the long-cherished wish in his heart, the blood that had not been spewed for decades.
The comprehension was only in an instant, like a flash of lightning, the sword light was sharp, the blood was splashed, and countless wind and rain dragons were mighty in the heart, and the curtain came down in an instant!
The knife had entered Dong Wu's body, and the blood stained it red, as if it had stained Xue Qingshan's heart.
He pulled out the knife, and with a wave of his right hand, the long knife was like a dragon, and pierced the broken shrimp ball with a knife!
Perfectly worn, perfect fit.
Outside, the wind and rain suddenly stopped, the thunder was gone, and he froze.
Everyone froze.
Shocked and speechless, Xue Qingshan looked at Gu Que, as if remembering what the old man called him just now.
For a moment, tears flowed down his face, and he couldn't help but kneel down suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "Master!"