The night is dark, the moonlight pours down between the hillsides and cliffs, the hazy night, the cool breeze, and everything is peaceful.

The soft breeze swept through the deciduous grass, and the smell of earth and branches filled the comfortable sky.

Standing between heaven and earth, stepping on the earth, floating and sinking the world, all have been dyed with red dust and hustle, ask if there are immortals? ask if there is a heaven? Under the sky, trillions of living beings are like the dust.

A round of bright moon in the sky, the stars are shining all over the sky, in the vast world, looking up, but it is like leaning over to gaze, the world is wonderful, extraordinary and unpredictable.

At this moment, Nan Tianyi was alone on the hillside, leaning on a weathered rock, pillowing his arms, looking at the flickering Milky Way.

Far away in the world, melted into the four seas and eight wildernesses, at this moment Nan Tianyi's heart is as calm as water, the whole heart has no external objects, everything is empty, quiet, incomparably quiet......

At no time, such a state of mind is inexplicable, looking at the distant sky, the twinkling stars, as if the soul is about to leave the body, break the shackles, and look forward to the sky.

The sun and the moon are hanging high, the universe is endless, with the drift of thoughts, the realm of the whole person has also changed, there is a faint yearning, although it is very light, but it is extremely intense.

At this moment, Nan Tianyi is no longer a swordsman with a sword, no longer a layman chasing the world, just a member of all living beings, just a speck of dust and sand under the vastness of heaven and earth, insignificant and invisible.

Under this firmament, he stretched his body, the night breeze was slightly cool, and Nantian couldn't help but stretch out his palm, trying to grasp that trace of nothingness, but after all, it was ethereal and without a trace.

For some reason, Nan Tian raised two fingers together and swiped slightly in this void, but he didn't use any internal force, just an occasional stroke on a whim.

There were no accidents, nothing happened.

Nantian was slightly stunned, then reacted, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart.

I thought a little too much just now, but after laughing at myself, it was a burst of contemplation.

Nantian is a little far away, or a little yearning, that myth and legend, the immortals casually pick the stars to take the sun and the moon, and stomp on the mountain and the sea.

With a wave of his hand, the galaxy hangs down, and between his eyes, there is the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

With the wind and the sword, it is 90,000 miles, and the sword is three feet three feet from the sky.

This kind of sword immortal demeanor, just thinking about it in my mind, the picture came to my face, lingering for a long time, and my heart fluctuated for a while.

Nan Tianyi picked up Bai Ze in his hand, drew his sword in his hand, the luster was overflowing, and on the smooth sword body, the light of the stars was embellished, reflecting the starry sky.

With a few swings of his hand, the sharp blade of the sword cut through the air, as if it could break through the void, but Nan Tianyi knew that even the softest wind could not break a trace of it.

What is a sword, what is a person, a sword to control people, or a person to control the sword.

That feeling in the dark, to turn the virtual into the virtual, or to condense the virtual into the real, as if close at hand to explore, but always unpredictable, not only the lack of artistic conception, but also the perception, the lack of a timing.

But Nantian knew in his heart that the timing of that moment, some people may be far away for a lifetime, and they can't grasp it.

Nan Tian held the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed, and the long sword instantly became nothing, and in that short breath, a sword flower had danced in the air.

If it is pierced on the mountain stone, it will definitely be able to open a hole, and its power is not weak, but Nantian's eyes are faintly dim, and there is a faint disappointment in his heart.

With a slight sigh, the sword was sheathed.

This is not the sword I want.

What I want in my heart is the kind of sword that comes casually and has a natural rhyme, which seems to be a move and a style, but there is no move and no style, with the heart is the sword, and the heart is nourished with the sword.

In a trance, Nan Tianyi always felt that it was a little bit worse, but it was just a little bit, but it was like Moke was immeasurable, as if it had become a chasm that could never be crossed.

When manpower is poor, this sentence sometimes leaks out, it is really true and helpless, there is more than enough but not enough, sometimes, I clearly see a goal, but I can't achieve it.

At this moment, Nan Tianyi was like this, and he couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

Suddenly, Nan Tianyi's right hand opened slightly, and a small air flow swirled, gradually converging in the palm of his hand, and finally condensed into a blade qi that was just like an entity.

It's like coming to life, jumping and rolling in the palm of your hand, extremely spiritual, but this is just Nan Tianyi in control, changing all kinds of strange shapes with his mind.

Nan Tian waved his hand casually, and the blade qi shot out, instantly cutting and swinging a piece of grass clippings, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Nan Tianyi frowned, not very satisfied, and then reached forward with his right hand and grabbed it, as if grasping the void, with a flick of his five fingers, one after another air blades shot out.

It seems to be soft and rigid, like an arm and a finger, and it can't stop shooting on the ground, making small holes, or shooting into the gravel, smashing it.

In this way, Nan Tianyi was never satisfied, and always felt that something was missing.

Although there is no lack of power, it is too rigid, lacking a spiritual flexibility, although it can be controlled by Nan Tianyi, but it is only control, not moving at will, lacking that sense of agility.

Nowadays, there are not a few masters who Nantian has fought against, Li Xingkong, Bu Chengkong and others, which one is not a master who stands at the top of the rivers and lakes, has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and each has its own martial arts sincerity.

In the process of fighting with them, I have gained a lot, and I have constantly made up for my shortcomings, whether it is actual combat experience or eyesight, I have made great progress.

But it may also be that the steps are too fast, so they are unsteady, although they can understand their martial arts, but on the contrary, they can't fully integrate into their own kendancing.

Other people's things are always other people's, and they can be appropriately borrowed, but they can never be copied and struck, and there are a lot of things to pay attention to, and it is not just one or two sentences that can be made clear.

At this moment, Nan Tianyi's sword intent is quite messy, although it has also been sorted out to a certain extent, but it is far from enough, if Nan Tianyi is allowed to use it alone.

Each sword intent can only be a separate condensation, it can't be summed together, it is too scattered, if all the sword intent can be blended and made natural, then it can achieve a real immeasurable breakthrough.

But it's easy to say and think about it very well, but when it comes to the process, it's very difficult.

Break through, but even if it is only separated by a thin layer, as long as it cannot be broken, it will be stuck in one place, and some people will not be able to break through even in their lifetime.

Understanding, there is also a saying that there is an epiphany, but it may also go from being immature and childish, all the way to gray-haired old decay, exhausting a lifetime of energy to do.

This is also normal, in the rivers and lakes, there are hundreds of masters in the half-step realm of heaven and man, which one is not a stunningly talented and glamorous generation, but there is only one person who has reached the realm of heaven and man.

It is a boundary, and if you cross it, it is the sea and the sky, and if you can't cross it, it is a permanent mortal dust.

And now Nan Tianyi is in a little distressed, but this kind of thing cannot be solved overnight, it takes time to precipitate, but for Nan Tianyi, time is the most difficult thing to fathom.

Just as he was worried, he saw Mei Ruosong walking up from the side path.

"Young man, are you in trouble?"

Mei Ruosong sat down casually, cocked her beard, and then said in a rather lazy tone.

Nantian's eyes lit up, since he didn't understand, then ask, here, the experience of the rivers and lakes, and the knowledge of martial arts, they are all one and the same, why not ask Mei Ruosong for advice.

Thinking like this, I will express the confusion in my heart.

After listening to Nan Tianyi's words, Mei Ruosong looked strange: "You kid has a lot of ideas!"

"At your age, you have reached a realm that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime, and you still want to achieve it overnight, why don't you go to heaven. ”

said, a little angry: "At a young age, you should be down-to-earth, step by step, don't think too much, add troubles in vain." ”

"With your current age, I don't know how many people are still rolling in the rivers and lakes, thinking about getting ahead, you kid has only eaten a few taels of rice, oh...... It's like shooting us old-timers on the beach. ”

Nantian Yiyi: "The younger generation naturally doesn't have such a meaning. ”

Mei Ruosong snorted: "The old man knows that you don't, but he wants to find an excuse to teach you a lesson." ”

Nan Tianyi: "......"

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