The bonfire is blazing, red men and green women, full of enthusiasm, staggered, under the enthusiasm of Miao Village, everyone drank heartily, one by one to the end all the tongues are straight, and the speech is not good, which ends this time of happiness.

The Miao people in this area, the time of depression, the time of fear, is too long, their mental tension for a long time, they are very tired, suddenly, everything has passed, the spiritual world of these people instantly relaxed, finally, one by one, drunk themselves.

Liu Yun was also very happy, his own affairs were done very smoothly, and by the way, he helped the people here to eradicate a scourge that had been entrenched here for a long time, and his spiritual world was tempered and sublimated at the same time.

All this also satisfied his relaxed nerves, and he needed to empty his soul, empty his body, and empty his limitations.

In the process of drinking, Liu Yun did not control the anesthesia of alcohol at all, and he did not refuse anyone to toast him, this time, let the alcohol play a role in his body, and in the end, Liu Yun actually drank crookedly.

He got up in a daze and went to Xiao Xie next to him, stumbling lightly along the way, and after Xiao Xie came back, his feet were unstable, and he fell to the ground like this.

At this time, he felt so down-to-earth, there was no pain at all, this feeling was the first time he tried it, and he felt very happy.

He felt that someone was coming to pull him, but he didn't pull him up, and the person who pulled him also fell to the spot, and for a while, all these people became rolling gourds.

Liu Yun said in a mouthful: "I'm ...... It's okay, it's okay...... Don't pull me, I'm ...... Wake up, don't you believe me......"

pressed him, reluctantly sat up, pulled his arm with his hand, and stammered: "You...... Boast, you get up...... I'll see, and we'll drink ,...... Must drink, today...... Glad...... Don't get drunk...... It doesn't count......"

In the end, Liu Yun didn't know either, and he also lost consciousness.

He was carried to his room to rest, and he lay on the bed, still with a little realization in his heart.

After the alcohol anesthesia, the feeling of being dazed made him feel a little relaxed and comfortable, and the tired heart was relaxed, and a kind of lightness after the anesthesia made him a little obsessed.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly an emotion came to my heart, man, you can't indulge yourself too much, you must be cruel to yourself.

If you allow yourself to indulge yourself, it is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and your own realm has finally reached this point, and you can't ruin your own Dao foundation because of temporary pleasure.

All of a sudden, Liu Yun suddenly came to his senses.

He sat up instantly, shook his still confused head, and looked at the bright moonlight outside, such a good time really couldn't be wasted.

At this time, he was already halfway awake from his wine, and he quickly sat down in a proper manner.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his internal force patrolled the meridians for a week, forcing the alcohol in his body out of his body, and a white mist was steaming around his body, and there was actually a smell of alcohol in the air.

Liu Yun released his power slightly, and the air suddenly vibrate, and in an instant, all the alcohol in the room disappeared and was sent outside the room by him.

Between a few breaths, the whole person woke up, and there was no longer that kind of dull short-term pleasure, which could not be pursued in the future, and would cause damage to his meridians and internal organs.

Continuing to sit cross-legged on the bed and meditate and cultivate, this is his daily necessary homework, and he really can't have the slightest laziness, and he continues to temper his body by circulating the meridians with internal breath.

Liu Yun's heart was clear, and in a trance, there was a trace of thought in his heart.

What is this realization?

For a moment, he seemed to have caught it, but it was not very obvious.

At this moment, the sword spirit controlled two spirit swords, and suddenly appeared in front of Liu Yun, hanging in front of him like this, spinning drippingly.

By the way, isn't a trace of my inspiration related to swords!

That's right, that's the thing.

Liu Yun stared at the spirit sword in front of him, and began to feel in his heart.

What exactly is a sword?

At the beginning of heaven and earth, when all things were born, people sharpened stone and wood into swords, in order to protect themselves and hunt for food, but in general, it was to survive.

Therefore, the belief in survival at that time was the sword, but the sword of this period was not a tangible sword, but an invisible sword, which was the soul of the earliest sword and the meaning of the sword.

Then in ancient times, the rise of martial arts, the world is thousands, the unique sword is the leader, the swordsman at that time, actively pursuing the top of the sword, the heart of the Tao, pure and single, so their heart of the sword, is the sword!

After the Great War in ancient times, there was a lack of cultivation resources in the world, so the heroes rose together, opened sects, and fought for killing, staining mountains and rivers with blood, all in order to inherit their own scholarship.

At this time, most of the swordsmen were dusty, greedy, just for fame and fortune, and respected the strong, and gradually derived the heart of killing, in their eyes, the sword was a killing soldier, so their killing was a sword.

On top of these rivers and lakes, I want to ask for the Tao, first of all, we must live, and the rivers and lakes are deep, and killing is always avoidable, so the sword is a cold front killing weapon, but the sword heart must be clear.

Today, the world is chaotic, human nature is greedy, dissatisfied, and unscrupulous in order to compete for fame and fortune.

The swordsman, galloping in the troubled times, wandering under the killing, their pursuit, is a meaningless victory, people are swords, swords are also people, people and swords are no different, they are all killing bodies.

Although there is no distinction between human swords, there is a difference between swords and swords, and swords have tens of thousands of swords in the hands of different people.

The righteous and benevolent person holds the sword, and the sword is the sword of righteousness, cleansing away the dirt and awakening the heart.

The simple and desireless person holds the sword, the sword is a plain sword, swimming all over the rivers, lakes and seas, without seeking fortitude.

The strong and victorious holds the sword, and the sword is the sword of ignorance, and the blood stains the white robe, and the heart rejoices.

Those who strive for fame and fortune hold swords, and the sword is a secular sword, and they do everything they can, and they only benefit a few bodies.

The devil is fierce and ruthless with a sword, and the sword is the sword of evil, which is thoughtless and destroys all.

The love-hate enemy holds the sword, and the sword is the sword of destruction, happy for a while, sad for a while.

Therefore, in general, the sword of the world is made by the human heart, which is the result of the sword, and it is the unity of the heart and the sword, but in fact, the human heart is the real sword.

However, in the world, the mind is changeable, and the sword will also change with it.

In such troubled times, the righteous and benevolent people often encounter injustice, although they want to preach, they have more than enough patience but not enough strength, so they mostly become people who are drunk and dreaming and are free to live in the world.

The rest hold the sword, the troubled times often change, the heart sinks, incarnates sin, the world is embarrassed, and it is difficult to avoid the wind and dust stained by the rivers and lakes.

In the final analysis, the sword becomes the hearts of the people, the sword is defeated by the hearts of the people, the hearts of the people are endless, how the sword has traces, the sword is a tool, and it is also made by the hearts of the people.

Therefore, people have benevolence, sword hearts have virtue, people have evil, and sword hearts have demons.

Man is man, and sword is sword.

Only the man is in the sword, and the man in the sword is not seen.

suddenly

Liu Yun thought of a question, what is the sword spirit?

The spirit of the sword, the spirit of the sword, is actually the human spirit of the sword.

Oh, got it.

Blindly pursuing power, pursuing self-esteem, pursuing killing, and the sword is broken, how can there be a spirit.

It turns out that the pursuit of kendo is also spiritual......

Liu Yun's entire body floated in the air, and a mighty righteous qi surrounded Liu Yun between heaven and earth, causing a golden light to overflow from the outside of his entire body.

The light shines thousands of miles, like the sun in the sky, spreading its own light and cleansing the dirt of the world.

The whole room was shrouded in strong light, which was particularly dazzling in the night sky, as if the strong lights were turned on in the room.

In the sky above the room, there were slowly points of light gathering, slowly more and more, gradually converging into a giant lightsaber standing between heaven and earth.

After a while, this lightsaber became more and more condensed, and the light was dazzling and eye-catching.

At this time, all the people who were still awake outdoors saw this strange phenomenon, which provoked these people to bow down and worship, and they all knelt down on the ground.

Everyone muttered to themselves: "The gods are obviously spiritual, thank you to all the immortals, give me great blessings to the Miao people, we will be grateful in the future, and sincerely worship the great power of the immortals." ”

Liu Yunpan sat on the bed, not knowing all kinds of strange scenes in the outside world, but he had more understanding in his heart, and the little essence and blood in his heart were more red and active, and it was increasing, and the vigorous filling of essence and blood made him more and more powerful.

Above the roof, the dazzling lightsaber was constantly shrinking, until it was only the size of a palm, suddenly penetrating the roof, passing through Liu Yun's body, submerging into his body, and dissipating into his body.

For Liu Yun, there is no special feeling, the internal force has not increased, and the spiritual power has not increased, but a kind of luck in the dark has undergone a huge change.

However, this kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, invisible and intangible, but it does exist.

Liu Yun's whole person seems to be more willing to approach, and he has become more attractive to everyone, and the magnetic field around him has become full of justice.

As long as you are close to him, even a person who has done a lot of evil will be ashamed, and his dirty heart will be cleansed, the power of God, but that's it.

After spitting it out, Liu Yun got up, and after cleaning up his rope, in order to avoid saying goodbye to everyone after dawn was too cumbersome, he simply left quietly when everyone was resting, saving him the trouble of meeting tomorrow.

Coming out of the window, I saw a group of kneeling people on the street, and I was a little puzzled, but I didn't study the reason in detail, and directly used the free walking method to float away.

What Liu Yun didn't know was that when he left, the next day was even more amazing.

When people saw yesterday's miracles, they directly worshiped him as a real immortal, and really molded him with a golden body, built a temple, and burned incense every day to worship sincerely.