Lu Hong blindfolded his eyes and looked at the sword with his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Guiyang blindfolded his eyes to understand the knife.

It was no longer the stormy attack and fierce defense of Fang Cai, and the two of them walked slowly and tended to move forward.

Lu Hong didn't notice that every time Li Guiyang took a step, the scene around him changed, and the disgusting giant corpse under his feet disappeared little by little, replaced by a gravel field, and the mountains in the distance appeared one by one.

When the two were only half a zhang apart, the scene behind Li Guiyang had completely changed, the demon pit had completely disappeared, the ground appeared, and the mountains and rocks came out, and this change spread towards Lu Hong's back little by little.

Qing'er's eyes widened in amazement at this strange change.

Lu Hong felt something in his heart, but at this time, he was facing a master like Li Guiyang, and he had just comprehended the new realm of contemplating the sword with his heart, and he couldn't be careless at all, and a little sense passed by himself, and everything around him had turned into nothingness in his heart, except for the figure in front of him.

He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and staggered with Li Guiyang's anti-demon blade, and then the sound of the sword roared loudly, and the two no longer ran any footwork, body method, only fighting sword technique, only sword moves.

No longer as intense as before, the moves of the two were fast and slow, and the scene behind Lu Hong had completely changed.

When he performed the sword sound stunt again, Lu Hong's mood had already changed again, there was no dragon killing sound, this incomplete sword sound turned with his heart, his heart moved with the sword, and he suddenly felt the helplessness contained in this sword intent.

At the beginning, Mo Qing's sword skills were superb, and he was not yet 100 years old when he transformed into an immortal, and it was the time when he was ambitious, but he also learned about heaven and man at this time, and everything suddenly came to naught.

In the rest of his life, he has been struggling to find a way to deal with the celestials, and the sword sound stunt is also created to deal with the celestials, but no matter how hard he tries, he will not escape the fate of being plotted by the celestials and dying, and this helpless sense of fate runs through almost the entire second half of his life.

A swordsman's sword intent is connected with his state of mind, and his mood is also contained in the flow of sword intent, in the past, when Lu Hong practiced the art of sword sound, he had not yet reached the realm of viewing the sword with his heart, so he naturally couldn't feel this emotion, and then he used the dragon killing sound to modify this stunt without authorization, although the power was enhanced, but the true meaning of the sword sound was lost.

At this time, he entered the realm of selflessness, and when he used this sword sound stunt, Mo Qingjue's sense of fate seeped into the depths of his heart little by little, and there seemed to be a sad piano sound in his ears, melodious and fluttering.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, as if he had an understanding, but there seemed to be something in his mind, which was about to be broken.

Lu Hong decisively changed his moves, the sound of the sword stopped, the six-style sword sparrow came out again, and the Dao sword qi bloomed like a lotus flower.

This time, he suddenly felt deep guilt, sadness and unwillingness, as if the sad melody of the erhu came into his ears.

In the past, Ren Fei was greatly grateful, and the young man was determined to go out of the mountains, bent on lifting the Xianmen curse for Xinghua Village, but he was plotted by Du Hehuan when he was about to break through the puzzle, and he missed the opportunity, and after Wei Qinghong's death, the clue of the Xianmen curse was interrupted, and Xinghua Village also had to cultivate the next generation of sword cultivation.

is only one step away, but it is a completely different ending, Wei Qinghong died, the Holy Fire Sect was destroyed, and Ren Fei, who had a strange poison in his body, returned to his hometown without a trace, and entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain alone, until the strange poison attacked, died in Wanshou Mountain, and there was only a sigh when he was dying, and he was still unwilling in his heart.

Feeling this sad state of mind, Lu Hong was also infected, the sword in his hand was no longer swung out, and he stood with the sword in his hand, full of depression, and the staggered state of mind made him emotionally confused, and the sword qi on his body also became disordered.

Knowing that this was the moment for him to realize the sword, Li Guiyang did not take the opportunity to attack, and stood silently behind the sword.

The melodious harmonica sound in the palace in the distance came, sometimes joyful, sometimes whimpering, Zheng Wenqu's life seemed to flutter with this harmonica sound, like crying.

He suddenly remembered the scene in the third act of "Going North" in the opera "Mandarin Duck San", where Chen and Zheng Wenqu Fengqiao said goodbye.

"Do you know how to untie the concentric knot?",

"I don't know",

"The concubine can teach you",

Chen cut the concentric knot into two sections, and said with a smile: "This is the only solution."

Zheng Wenqu was silent.

Chen said: "The world is involuntarily everything, there are many lovers in this world, how many people can really be in pairs? Jun is a scholar, the concubine is like a bird in a cage, although the fate is different, its suffering is comparable",

"If you go thousands of miles, the future is bleak, but you can rest assured that if you don't return, the concubine will not live up to you",

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On the maple bridge, Zheng Wenqu carried the book basket and gradually drifted away, meeting, acquaintance, acquaintance, love, parting, everything seemed to be a reincarnation, the two met here, and parted here.

Three years later, Zheng Wenqu returned to his hometown, and the Chen and Zheng families decided to marry Qin and Jin, and the reincarnation seemed to come to an end.

The harmonica sound gradually became depressed, the rhythm turned into a sad tune, the scene Lu Hong saw also changed suddenly, the reincarnation seemed to start again, what should have been a happy event for lovers to finally become a family suddenly turned into a human tragedy, the king of Beiyu sent someone to snatch the Chen family, Zheng Wenqu fled to the Yue country, his eyes were full of bloodshot every day and night, and he didn't want to take revenge all the time.

But when he led the armor to break through the capital of the Northern Yu Kingdom, he was shocked to hear that his lover was dead, he went to the well like a lightning strike, and went crazy to carry out the corpses, and when he found Chen, she had already lost her former appearance and demeanor, and all he saw was a rotting corpse.

There is no greater tragedy in the world than this.

The red dust rotates, once the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and he became obsessed with love in the high-spirited years, and he was unswerving until death, but in the end he was a young man with a white head, a red face and bones, and his life was a hundred years, and it became empty in a blink of an eye.

When joy, anger and sorrow are realized to the extreme, there is only one word "empty" left in the end, like the silent snow falling in the cold winter of Layue, as if the ashes in the furnace will never recur.

Lu Hong's chaotic emotions also gradually stabilized after this extreme grief, until they completely disappeared into nothingness, the last sword sound disappeared, the lotus flower formed by the purple sword qi contracted into the body, and the faint gray aura above the silence flowed, the purple disappeared, all the sword qi turned gray, and the hair on the sideburns added a touch of gray.

"Li Guiyang, I realized",

"Three thousand red dust, love and hatred, red face is easy to grow old, the moment is beautiful, the Buddhas in the sky are smiling, the peddlers and pawns are like cattle and horses, death and life are in turn, all living beings are still the same, everything is empty",

"A sword out, the world is white, the mountains and rivers are forever silent, it is a human sword",

The aura on his body changed suddenly, as if he was standing alone in the snow, lonely and lonely, lonely forever, raised his hand and pointed out a sword, the gray sword qi burst out, and as the sword qi advanced, the earth was also paved with a dark gray.

Li Guiyang's horizontal sword blocked in front of him, and he watched this human sword point on the anti-demon blade but did not make a sound.

And then the gray sword qi suddenly passed through the blade, straight to the heart. (To be continued.) )