Sword out of the Central Plains Chapter 281 is not far behind
Zuo Tuming and Dugu are all injured, Liu Qingqing is young and immature, and the wise master is just these three helpers, he really doesn't know what kind of bright moves to come, and he said reluctantly: "Zhao Mingxiu, you have been boasting of being a martial arts saint for decades, and you think that martial arts are the best in the world." If you win, the life and death of Zuo Tuming and Dugu and the right are up to you, and I owe Liu Zhanxiong a morality, and I will pay it back in the next life. ”
Zhao Mingxiu has been pretentious in the rivers and lakes for decades, but the martial arts of the wise master are little known. However, the Venerable Master and Jiang Qingqing had fought to a draw many times, and he did not know the number of martial arts of the Venerable Master, so he easily responded to the battle, and if there was really any accident, he would put his face there in the future.
In order to get rid of the dilemma, he was in an invincible position, and said with a smile: "Li Yiru, they all say that it is none of their business, but they can hang it high." You don't need to be brave for a while, express your recklessness for a while, it's better to think things clearly and then speak. You know, it's easy to make a move, but it's hard to stop, and if you lose today, you have to take your life. I miss you and Zuo Tuming and Dugu and You, and you can't stand up for them and do such a thankless stupid thing. ”
The Tao has no way to respond, but it is suitable for change.
The Wise Venerable Master had read Ma Tan's "On the Essentials of the Six Schools" by Ma Tan of Taishi Company, and knew very well that the family talks about the migration of time and the change of things; Nothingness is the foundation, and the following is the use; No attachment, no impermanence; Because the time is the industry, the time is the keep. But he was also taught by Confucianism and had the heart to help the world; Enlightened by Buddhism, he has the idea of living the world. How can you disregard the life and death of your companions because of your own safety, abandon morality, and lose your heart.
There is the idea of the unity of the three religions in my heart, and the only way to respond to all changes is to not lose my original heart or my original intention.
The wise Venerable Master smiled lightly and said in a good voice: "Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood, and follow the trend is a handsome man." ”
Zhao Mingxiu laughed and said, "Li Yiru, that's right, why give up your life in vain." ”
The Venerable Master snorted and said, "But you can be brave and brave and swim against the current, so that you can show your true character as a hero." ”
Doesn't this tease people!
Zhao Mingxiu was not angry, and said politely: "Li Yiru, it seems... You've lived so long! ”
The trapped beast is still fighting, and some people will think that they have lived a long time. The reason why the wise Venerable Master repeatedly failed to fall for Zhao Mingxiu was because he felt in his heart that sticking to some things was more meaningful than sticking to life, and he couldn't bear to let go.
Seeing Zhao Mingxiu's face full of morality, the wise Venerable Master said loudly in order to get rid of the stupid appearance of a fool who had committed suicide: "Although the turtle is long, there is still a time. Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes. Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky; The blessing of recuperation can be eternal. Fortunately, even ya, the song is a song. ”
Zhao Mingxiu saw that Li Yiru had admitted his death, and there was no possibility of making moral concessions, and it was impossible to attack him at the spiritual level. So he took two steps forward and snorted: "Okay." Li Yiru, I will fulfill you. "With a dance of his sleeves, two meridian nails shot out towards the wise master, like two nights coming, if it were not for the people whose hearts were towards the light, I am afraid that there is no way to avoid it, and only to go with the flow.
The wise Venerable Master knew that Zhao Mingxiu's internal strength was profound, and the nails might also be coated with poison, so he didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he dodged sideways and slapped back in the air.
Zhao Mingxiu competed with Bai Yutian, slightly better than Bai Yutian in terms of internal strength, and the swordsmanship was also comparable in hundreds of moves, but he was blinded in one eye by Bai Yutian's hidden weapon "a needle", and he was unconvinced and palpitated. Seeing that the wise master was not a good hand at secret weapons, he was free from worries, and his heart was overjoyed, and he slapped it in the air with a palm.
The two strands of true qi collided, exploded, and dissipated into an invisible.
The two masters in the world, one is a martial arts celebrity who has been respected for decades, and the other is a strange man whose ambition is difficult to pay and is not welcomed, but because he stands on the opposite side of justice, each wants to destroy the other in order to keep the wish in his heart. The contest has begun, and it is impossible to stop, nor can it be stopped.
I saw the two of them flash forward, their palms and shadows flying, and the strong wind blew outward, forcing the bystanders back a few steps, and it was difficult to see the height for a while.
The internal strength of the two is indistinguishable, and they will win or lose in their fists and feet, and even if they defeat each other, they will hurt the enemy by 10,000 and lose 8,000. Zhao Mingxiu asked himself that there were still a lot of things to do, and he couldn't use this kind of self-harm style to win, and he didn't dare to take this risk. The Venerable Master was well-read and well-read, and he had just accepted a disciple, and in order to teach his art, he did not want to lose today and not the future.
I saw that the two of them did their best to palm, one flicked away, and they all wanted to come with the sword in their hands, drew the sword out of the sheath, shook the tip of the sword and rushed to each other, and the momentum of a life-and-death duel was exposed, so that the onlookers were all in awe, and they were afraid and fearful, and they did not dare to be delusional.
Zhao Mingxiu's cultivation in swordsmanship, the strength of the swordsmanship of all the schools he has seen, has been practicing diligently for decades, and he has already mastered it and reached the realm of transformation, and there is almost no possibility of breaking it. Winning the name of the Sword Immortal seems to be just one chance to defeat Bai Yu, the holder of the Weeping Blood Sword, so as to gain the recognition of the people of the world.
Since the wise Venerable Master dared to see Zhao Mingxiu in terms of swordsmanship, his attainments in swordsmanship were extraordinary, and it was difficult to have an opponent. Although I don't know where he learned swords, but among his friends, there are Gu Huai, a sword in the Yellow River, a Jingxu Daoist in Sanqing Mountain, a master in Huangting Daoren in Jiuhua Mountain, Xie Mubai in the southern sword, Shen Xingchen in the northern sword, and a confidante in the sword immortal Xiuxinwu, and other swordsmanship masters. He has learned from Jiang Qingqing many times in terms of palming, which shows that his obsession with martial arts is no less than that of ordinary martial arts idiots, and it is indispensable to compete with those swordsmanship masters and inquire about the true meaning of kendo together.
In this way, the two of them compete with swords, which is less of the fierceness of the ordinary swordsman fighting, who stops at once, jumps up and down, and kills left and right, and has a little more calm and unhurried, and the static feeling of static movement. Once the sword bodies of the two people intersected, they were stuck together like two yin and yang magnets, except for the continuous friction between the sword bodies, the starlight at the intersection of the sword bodies was endless.
The onlookers listened to the sound of the sword and watched the sparks, in addition to seeing the tips of the two swords cutting each other's necks from time to time, they also saw the two swords pulling back and forth in front of the two of them, and the broken threads were still connected. There has never been a vertical chop or an oblique split, and at most occasionally a poke at the chest of the two of them, all of which are superficial and unreal. Most of the onlookers were bored, overwhelmed, and had a strong desire to come forward and have a try.