In Li Chun's mind, a voice echoed, like his hallucination, and like reality.

"What do you do with a sword all your life?"

In front of him was a bizarre world, with countless swords, swordsmen, and sword moves, constantly changing.

Every swordsman is trying to look into the distance and walk his own path, hoping that one day, he will be stronger than everyone else and stand on the highest peak.

There, there was a lonely white-haired man, with a sword on his back and a flute, his tone full of melodiousness and sorrow.

"Silver-haired Juggernaut!"

Li Chun recognized this back.

Perhaps, he is the strongest person to use a sword throughout the ages.

But why is he still so lonely?

Li Chun suddenly became a little confused.

Everyone wants to become stronger, and when they become stronger, after they stand above everyone, is it the way of the sword?

The silver-haired Swordmaster used his life to prove that this was not true.

He said it himself.

Half a step away from the position of a saint.

Because the sword did not become the Tao.

Those who are sanctified have their own way.

Li Chun once asked the Banzai boy how many people were sanctified.

Then the long live boy sued him, probably five.

"Pangu opened the heavens and became holy. ”

The ancestor of the universe and the founder of the infinite world, there is only one Pangu, what kind of image he is, how to call it, and how powerful he is, no one really knows.

I only know that one qiē is created by him, and there is no world without him, so everyone in the world calls him Pangu.

The Tao of Pangu is the Tao of creating zào.

Coming out of nothing is the reason for his sanctification, and it is also the result of his sanctification.

"Nuwa mends the heavens and creates people to become holy. ”

The image of Nuwa. In fact, no one knows either, even if the human race regards her as an ancestor and worships her as a virgin, the image of her is actually not accurate.

Her Word is the Word of Life. It is the way of presence, the survival of a qiē, and the development of wisdom.

So she is a saint.

These two saints cannot be replicated.

"Lao Tzu expounded the Tao and sanctified. ”

The third enlightened person was Lao Tzu, who read more than 10,000 volumes of scriptures, thought in the autumn wind, his white hair fluttered, and finally realized the truth of the world.

His Word is the Word of Understanding.

He finally understood the heart and nature of the world. And elaborate it in 5,000 words, but unfortunately, no one can really understand it.

He understood, so he sanctified.

"Confucius sanctified and sanctified. ”

Confucius was born an ordinary person, he was different from the previous three sages, Pangu and Nuwa, who were born to be powerful beings with boundless power, and Lao Tzu. He was born with the will of the world, and only he could understand the Vientiane Heavenly Realm. The true core of the infinite universe.

Confucius didn't, he was a person.

In his teenage years, there was nothing special about him other than being studious.

It wasn't until he got older and accepted more and more disciples that he began to understand himself. Teach them slowly.

Nuwa gave wisdom to mankind, Lao Tzu understood the nature of the world, and Confucius taught others how to use wisdom to understand the world.

Perhaps, with the shallow wisdom of human beings. They will never be able to understand the ultimate core, but they are moving forward after all.

The Tao of Confucius is the Tao of education.

His teachings spread in the celestial realm of Vientiane, and he became enlightened through it.

"The remaining one, Shakyamuni became enlightened by sacrificing his life. ”

Long live the boy when he talks about this, he is also a little excited.

"Whether he is a saint or not, in fact, there are still a lot of controversies, after all, he has given up everything, Nirvana is dead, colorless and phaseless, although he has also reached the subtle and subtle realm of the saint, but there is no so-called self, it is difficult to judge. ”

The suffering of the world is unbearable.

Therefore, he gave up his life and passed away with his nirvana to awaken a qiē, willing to bear the suffering of the world with his own body.

This is great compassion, great will.

His word is the word of mercy.

"Except for these five people, there is no one in the tens of thousands of worlds, regardless of time, who has never been able to obtain the Holy Throne. ”

"Or have great power, create the method of beheading the corpse, whimsical ideas, turn themselves into two corpses of good and evil, two gods, attack each other, blood and pestle, fail to succeed, and behead a corpse, learn the heart of the Buddha, to bear the sins of the world, and seek the path of sanctification, but because of the evil corpse backlash, the guide zhì is endless, until today there has been no result. ”

Long Live Boy sighed, "This person is no longer under the saint, and he can't take the last step, which shows the difficulty of becoming a saint." ”

The silver-haired Sword Saint was only half a step away from being able to go, and even ahead of this great god, which was already breathtaking.

All he lacked was that he couldn't find the true way of the sword.

The sword, to yourself.

How can a sword that belongs to oneself become the truth that all the people of the world, and even all the universes of the Vientiane Heavenly Realm, follow?

The stronger the silver-haired Juggernaut's sword, the more obvious this contradiction became.

In the end, he has the power of not inferior to that of a saint, but he does not have the way of a saint.

That layer of window paper, after all, was not pierced.

Of course, Li Chun was far from this point, but when he swung his sword into the sky, he also felt that helplessness.

No matter how strong it is, it can't change a pain.

Just like the Buddha looked at the suffering of the world, although he had supernatural powers, he could create and destroy the world with a snap of his fingers, but he could not change it.

In the end, he could not bear the pain, so he had to give up himself to seek the enlightenment of the masses.

This is because he has his own way of compassion.

This has never been the case with kendo.

A swordsman who sacrifices his life can only be said to be heroic, but he cannot become enlightened.

"What if everyone in the world uses a sword, and everyone is like a dragon?"

This is the way of Confucius's teaching, if everyone becomes a swordsman and everyone has power, then the world will not become a world of swordsmanship, but will be chaotic strife, bloody battles.

As one god said.

"I came down to the world, not for the peace of the world, but to make the world move. ”

Li Chun kept shaking his head, denying these chaotic feelings.

The way of the sword, what is it, and by what means the swordsman can be sanctified.

What is his path?

The sword that was swung out became weaker and weaker, and it seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the dream of breaking the sky with a sword.

"He can't ......"

Tian Wuyue, who was watching from the sidelines, sighed.

He still insisted on moving forward, but when he saw Li Chun's situation, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Li Chun could not use his sword to draw the line between heaven and man, nor could he take this step by relying on his firm belief in the gods.

Perhaps, the limit of man is here.

Tian Wuyue's heart was full of sorrow.

"The world's existence, dwelling, and emptiness are also the original truth, and the Mitian World has flourished for so many years, and as a low-level small world, it is already very rare. ”

"He's going to the end of the world, maybe it's an immutable fact, right?"

He sighed, and his steps slowed down. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is difficult to deliver...... The reason for this is that it is difficult to write verve, which is the original idea of the book, and it is also a concept that I wanted to express.

Countless people have written about the Tao with strength and sanctification with the sword, but what is the so-called way of sanctification?

I've been thinking about this question for a long time, and when I wrote this book of Sword Master, I wanted to write about how a person who uses a sword finds the so-called way of the sword.

It's the Great Dao, not just the so-called Nothing but the Sword, which belongs only to itself.

- This realm, which does not even surpass the arhats of Buddhism, is nothing more than self-reliance.

The people who can become holy, in my vision, are all people who should have a great impact on this world and even the multiverse, and their ways spread in all directions, changing one qiē and changing all beings.

And how can the sword carry such a holy way?

This is a question that must be pondered.

In addition to the continuous growth of the protagonist and various adventures in this book, this is the question I want to explore.