Hearing Xiao Yu's words, Lao Dao was not very surprised, and after a little silence, he said to Xiao Yu: "Xiao Jushi, speak in the hall." ”

Xiao Yu followed the old way to the main hall.

By this time, the candles on the menorah next to the idol had burned out, leaving only a thick pile of candle tears. Lao Dao picked up two new candles from the incense table and replaced them.

The faint candlelight lit up, dragging the backs of the two of them for a long time.

The constantly jumping candlelight shone on the faces of the two, and the light and darkness were constantly intertwined, and the faces of the two appeared to flicker.

Lao Dao made a gesture of please.

Xiao Yu and Lao Dao sat down separately and sat on the futon in front of the statue of Dao Ancestor.

Lao Dao put his hands on his knees and said in a harmonious voice: "Xiao Jushi, do you know what cultivation is?"

Xiao Yu was silent, his left hand unconsciously held the hilt of the sword on his waist, and then slowly let go, put his hands in front of him, leaned forward, and slowly lowered his head: "Please Dao Chief." ”

Xiao Yu gave a teacher's salute.

Although the two are not masters and apprentices, Xiao Yu asked Lao Dao for advice on the way of the sword immortal, and in order to show his humility, he made this great gift.

Only a person like Xiao Yu, who has not been able to practice the method of initiation for ten years, knows what kind of luck it is to meet a true high-level cultivator and be able to ask for his guidance.

Lao Dao looked at this scene and smiled slightly, "Let's first talk about the most well-known sword cultivation in the world, there are four sword cultivation, can Xiao Jushi know?"

The old Tao is talking about sword cultivation and not the entire cultivator.

"Yes. Xiao Yu bowed his head and replied.

"Then the poor way will not say more, only talk about the way of the flying sword cultivated by the poor road. Lao Dao stroked the long beard on his chest and said, "What is a flying sword?"

Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Lao Dao said: "If you want to cultivate the way of flying swords, you must first cast flying swords. If you want to forge a flying sword, you can use gold and stone, or use strange things. ”

"What is Jinshi?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Golden stones, whether they are extraterrestrial meteoric iron or thousand-year-old cold iron, or dark iron, etc., are all genus of gold and stone. Lao Dao replied.

"What about the strange thing?" Xiao Yu then asked.

"Those who have great supernatural powers can take cold, heavenly light, blood, resentment, and even soul to dissolve in the sword, which is a strange thing. Lao Dao said.

Lao Dao paused and then continued: "If the sword is forged, the sword needs to be raised. To raise a sword, you need to practice. ”

"What is cultivation?" Xiao Yu continued.

"The so-called cultivation takes the vitality of heaven and earth, absorbs it in its own qi sea, and turns it into its own vitality. Lao Dao replied.

"Then what is sword raising and sword cultivation?"

"After forging a flying sword, you need to practice day and night with your own vitality, one is to purify the flying sword, and the other is to establish a connection between yourself and the flying sword. This is sword raising. The flying sword is like fire, with the vitality in the body as the coal, and the self-consciousness as the guide, this is the sword cultivation. In this cycle, after Dacheng, you can control the sword with your mind and kill people thousands of miles away. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yu was silent for a while, raised his head to look at Lao Dao, and asked seriously word by word: "Can Xiao practice?"

Lao Dao looked at Xiao Yu gently, and said slowly: "The way of cultivation, such as the way of practicing martial arts, must be practiced from an early age, Xiao Jushi is now ...... old."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu was silent, with a slightly bitter smile on his face.

In the past five years, what has always given Xiao Yu hope for revenge is the way of the sword immortal that exists in the legend, and now he has to meet the sword immortal, but he knows that he has no chance with this way, Xiao Yu feels as if something in his heart is collapsing.

Xiao Yu's face was expressionless, his gaze was still calm, but the hand hidden under the sleeve of his robe was trembling slightly.

There was silence between the two. Only the faintly beating candlelight reflected the somewhat blurred backs of the two.

Xiao Yu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then bowed to Lao Dao, and said calmly: "That is the case, thank you for the passage chief." ”

An autumn breeze passed through the hall, blowing the candlelight slightly swaying.

It blew up the candlelight, and blew up the shadows of the place.

The white beard on Lao Dao's chest swayed slightly with the autumn wind, and he looked at Xiao Yu's face quietly.

One sentence, one fact, broke all Xiao Yu's hopes.

Lao Dao shook his head and sighed: "If it is five years earlier, although it can only be regarded as a subordinate asset, with the heart of Xiao Jushi, the future is not limited." ”

Xiao Yu raised his head sharply when he heard this, and his left hand under the sleeve of his wide robe tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Five years ago!"

Xiao Yu was fifteen years old that year.

A wordless anger surged in Xiao Yu's chest: "Since then, he has thought of today?!"

......

......

Lao Dao looked at Xiao Yu quietly, was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke: "Although Xiao Jushi is hopeless in the path of cultivation, ...... Heavenly reincarnation, nothing is absolute. ”

Xiao Yu was stunned and looked at Lao Dao.

Lao Dao said: "There were sages in ancient times, but they didn't practice martial arts. No Dharma, no Taoism. But there are great powers. ”

Xiao Yu felt that his whole person was alive again, something called hope was reviving in his heart, and an emotion called excitement and eagerness filled Xiao Tiantian's whole body.

Xiao Yu's lips opened slightly, he moved twice, and spit out two words with difficulty: "Why?!"

"Spirits. The old answer is also two words.

"Divine soul!?" Xiao Yu muttered.

Lao Dao looked directly at Xiao Yu: "Yes! consciousness." There were sages who handed down the method of cultivation, and only cultivated the method of spiritual and spiritual cultivation. ”

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up: "Does the Taoist have a way to practice?"

Lao Dao looked at Xiao Yu with a smile.

Xiao Yu looked at Lao Dao nervously.

I don't know how long it took, Lao Dao slowly said, "Yes." ”

A huge surprise instantly filled Xiao Yu's nature, Xiao Yu took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said to the old Taoist for the third time: "Daoist Elder Compassion, can you teach me?"

Lao Dao got up: "You and I have known each other for five years, and this is also a rare fate." It is not impossible to give it to you. ”

Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at Lao Dao in surprise and saluted again: "Dao Da is gracious, Xiao will remember it in his heart." ”

Lao Dao waved his hand: "Xiao Jushi, don't be busy thanking Poor Dao first, Poor Dao has another request." ”

Xiao Yu opened his mouth and said: "No matter what the chief commands, Xiao will do his best." ”

Lao Dao shook his head: "Poor Dao just wants to ask Xiao Jushi a question, if Xiao Jushi can answer it, this trick Poor Dao should be sent." ”

"Chief, please. Xiao Yu got up and arched his hand.

Lao Dao said: "When Poor Dao was young, he also studied to nourish his spirit, hoping to benefit the people for the official, but because of the darkness of officialdom, he abandoned and learned the Tao. Xiao Jushi is a rich and noble person, may I ask Xiao Jushi, the one who steals the hook will be punished, and the one who steals the country will be punished!

Xiao Yu was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to ask such a question instead of asking Xuan Youxuan.

Xiao Yu was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Lao Dao didn't urge, just waited quietly for Xiao Yu to answer.

The two stood silently above the main hall, the candlelight jumping, and the shadows swaying. At some point, a dark cloud floated in the sky, blocking the bright moon in the sky.

It's getting darker.

Time has passed, and the new wax that Lao Dao has replaced has been half burned.

Xiao Yu had the answer in his heart, and after thinking about it, he said eight words: "The saint does not die, and the thief does not stop." ”

Lao Dao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and after reading these eight words repeatedly, he said: "A good saint does not die, and the thief does not stop!"

"But it is said that there will be saints for a thousand years. Lao Dao continued to ask.

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment and then said, "There will be no saints in the prosperous world. ”

After Lao Dao heard this, he was also silent. After a long time, Lao Dao spoke: "Xiao Jushi, this is a big rebellion!"

"Now Da Zheng, it is only a matter of time before the country is stolen. Xiao Yu said calmly.

Lao Dao was silent again.

I don't know how long it took.

Lao Dao said: "Please take a moment for Xiao Jushi." After saying that, Lao Dao walked into the hut on the side, and after a while, Lao Dao went and returned.

But at this time, Lao Dao held a long shaft in his hand.

The old Taoist hand shakes, the long shaft is spread on the incense table in front of the statue of the Taoist ancestor, it is a painting, there is a pine tree standing on it, a big stone under the pine tree, above the big stone, there is a chessboard, a few sparse and fallen chess pieces on the chessboard, other than that, there is nothing else, the artistic conception is far-reaching.

Then Lao Dao took out a long silk folded square handkerchief from his sleeve and said: "Poor Dao accidentally got this painting and this strange method in the early years, but practicing this method requires no trace of vitality. And this painting is the creation of this strange method of the sage made together, it is said that understanding this painting can help practice, the poor road is dull, half a life has not been able to penetrate, now the poor road is getting older, it is impossible to go further, now this law and this painting to Xiao Jushi in your hands, it is not buried. ”

Xiao Yu respectfully took the long silk in Lao Dao's hand and slowly unfolded it.

The long silk is about three feet long and about one foot wide. I don't know what kind of material it is made of, it is slightly cool to start, and it is as thin as cicada wings.

In the long silk is a long sword, which is the style of an ancient sword.

The ancient sword has a handle, and the whole ancient sword is like a natural one, without a trace of pattern, without a trace of decoration, only a simple and ancient meaning.

The ancient sword was densely surrounded by words.

Xiao Yu glanced at the four big characters above this ancient sword.

"Weiyang Sword Sutra"!