"You're a swordsman?"

A very simple question, but it came from the mouth of the person in front of him. Wu Ming was speechless, he didn't know how to answer, and what made him even more curious was whether this person could see himself?

Here, exactly, where is it?

"Your heart, not enough. Swordsman? You're not, you don't have enough heart, you're the same as those people outside, you seem to me, you're not even a martial artist, you're just a person who knows martial arts. Dugu's face was still indifferent, but an extremely strong light flashed out of his eyes, which was even stronger than before.

"Do you have enough heart? I don't have it?" Wu Ming said in distraction.

He didn't know the Dao, he didn't know the answer to the question of the Dao, and he didn't know if the answer given by Dugu was just like what the sword demon said.

"Time can always erode everything, including people's hearts. The determination at the beginning, after a long time, begins to slacken; the beginning of hard work, after a long time, it also becomes a habit, but I forget that I can work harder; the beginning of cultivation, after a long time, with achievements, I feel that I am great, compared with my peers, I may not be the best, maybe it is the best, so I forget that my goal is not to stand at the head of my peers, but to stand at the top of the world. The plan arranged for oneself will always leave a certain way back and room for oneself, but forget how to move forward bravely and never compromise, always think that you understand your own shortcomings, but forget that you only understand and not change. This is your heart!"

Dugu's faint words were like Hong Zhong Dalu in Wu Ming's heart, and all the defenses he had set up for himself collapsed inadvertently.

That's right. This is me! Wu Ming already agreed, he didn't deny anything, he could deny this, but he couldn't deny his own heart.

Wu Ming didn't want to deny that at this moment, after watching Dugu seek defeat for almost his whole life, he knew how much influence his words had on him. In contrast, he learned a lot from Dugu Qiuluo, and he watched how Dugu Qiuluo went from a layman in swordsmanship to today, and reached the peak of this world to defeat the world's masters.

"If I were a swordsman. I should be loyal to the sword for the rest of my life. Instead of practicing once a day and then no longer practicing, slackening, never delving into swordsmanship, never thinking about how a swordsman should regard the sword as a part of his body. If I am a warrior. I should have a firm heart. Do what you thought you did a long time ago. Walk to the pinnacle of this martial arts, instead of being leisurely here and thinking that you are powerful. Wu Ming lost his mind. Talking to himself, at this moment, he seemed to really understand the meaning of the warrior, the title of swordsman.

They represent a class of people, but they don't mean that simple.

It's like life. What is life? It only takes 10 months to be born, to live, to live, to be born, to be alive is to live for a lifetime, for decades, for hundreds of years, with loneliness, loneliness, love, individuality, responsibility, and so on.

Some people say that they can be happy for a lifetime, but the person who says this may also cry alone and be sad alone one night.

Life is two simple words, but it is difficult to do it. Martial artists are also very simple two words, but it is even more difficult to be a real martial artist, because what they are looking for is not to simply live, to live wonderfully, they have their way.

I once thought that I already understood, I once thought that I knew the Tao, I once thought that I had such strength at a young age, and I felt that I was qualified enough to be called a martial artist. Now, he found that he was still far from a martial artist, just like Dugu Qiu Defeat said, he was just a person who knew martial arts.

Is that the case yourself? Yes!

Wu Ming gave the answer without any hesitation, he didn't say it, and he already admitted it in his heart.

"How did the martial arts appeared? Have you ever thought about it? It appeared because some people rebelled against fate, and they needed to resist, so martial arts appeared, and it became a means for the ancestors to resist fate, a sword in their hands. It doesn't matter if they win or not, maybe they died in the rebellion, and after death they didn't even have a name, and even their souls had dissipated between heaven and earth. But at least they didn't lose, they resisted, they fought, they rushed forward bravely for their own fate, for the fate of all. And martial arts, they have also passed it on, but it's a pity that they seem to have forgotten to leave that spirit behind, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Dugu shook his head and sighed, at this time the light in his eyes disappeared, at this time he was like an old man in the mountains, but he had a different temperament, some vicissitudes and sadness.

"For more than 60 years, I have been thinking about what a swordsman is, what is a warrior, and what is destiny. Swordsmen and warriors, I already understand, but I don't know about fate. Destiny should be in your own hands and obtained with both hands. How many people of my generation who have practiced martial arts have such a mentality? No, this kind of spirit has long since disappeared, and no one has persisted in it anymore. However, fate is like a hand, he will always suddenly intervene at some point, relying on himself to control his own destiny, I don't know whether Lu Dao has ever succeeded, but I think, I should fight for it! I have been here, this is enough, even if I die without regrets! And you, my future heir, is your heart still there? Is the sword in your hand still there? Your body is still there? Do you dare to break this fate that is forced on your body with me! If you don't have a heart, this Dugu Nine Swords is enough for you to be a leader in the martial arts, if you have a heart, you will break the shackles of fate with me and walk to the peak of this world!

At this moment, Dugu's defeat is different from the previous sadness, but it is a kind of domineering, an invincible momentum that dares to compete with the sky, like a king in a sword, looking down on everything, never afraid.

I will rebel against the sky, and this day shall be against it!

What kind of domineering is this? Wu Ming had never felt it, even the three peerless masters of Emperor Yan, Yuan Shi Tianzun and that Sword Venerable had never had such a terrifying momentum, and he had never thought that a mortal martial artist could have such a terrifying and invincible belief.

Dugu stopped talking, raised his hand and pointed to the sky, the sky changed color, a crack was cut, and a hazy heavenly road went straight to the sky, suddenly, a Qingfeng sword flew up, it was trembling, beating, as if reluctant, as if sad, as if wanting to follow. And Dugu didn't look back, but pointed to the past, knocking down the Qingfeng sword, he had already stepped into the heavenly road, and with another point, a terrible sword appeared, and the gate of Tianwei was torn like a piece of broken paper in an instant.

The Qingfeng sword fell, the sword body disappeared from the edge, and became an ordinary Qingfeng sword, buried in the mountains, I don't know how many years later, a middle-aged man in his forties got it by chance, and after a few decades, this sword is famous all over the world, it has a name: Qingfeng Sword! (To be continued......