() After a few days of treatment, Mei Qifeng has gradually returned to normal, except for the temporary inability to use internal force, everything is no different from ordinary people.

Mei Ruofeng doesn't run to the sword mound these days, he treats Mei Qifeng with Nan Tianyi every day, and also cooks himself, I have to say that Mei Ruofeng's cooking skills are indeed a must, even if it is compared to those chefs in Mufu.

Everything is getting better.

On this day, Mei Ruofeng led Nan Tianyi to an attic early.

The attic is built halfway up the mountain, as if the whole mountain peak is cut in half, and then the whole attic is inlaid into it, and it is built against the mountain, which is very spectacular.

There is only this attic on the whole mountain, and there is a big red plaque on it, engraved with the two big characters of "Sword Pavilion".

Because it is built in the mountains and has been subjected to wind and rain all year round, the entire Sword Pavilion has been very old, simple and atmospheric, and the momentum that rises from the ground is like a long sword.

Nantian pushed the door in with Mei Ruofeng, thinking that it was a multi-story pavilion, but he didn't expect that it was hollow inside, surrounded by tall bookshelves, full of books, and the rich fragrance of books came to his face.

And the inside is extremely wide, can be the size of a small half of the square, there is no ornament in the middle, and there is a big "Wu" character on the ground.

Looking around, there is a sense of civility and martial spirit, and there is a sense of solemnity.

On the wall facing in the middle of the entrance, there is a pair of words, and there is a word "sword" in the book on it.

"This is the place where the old man understands the sword, these books are collected by the old man in his life, all of them are true collections of martial arts, not only including all kinds of swords, but also all kinds of martial arts, including swords, guns, fists and legs, these are the essence of my Mei family sword village. ”

Among the books, many old men have annotated, Xiaoyou saved Feng'er, as a thank you, today the old man specially invited Xiaoyou to take a look. ”

Mei Ruofeng stood in the middle, looked around, his eyes showed a strong reminiscence, the white horse passed through the gap, his life passed away in a blink of an eye, no matter how wonderful you are, in the end it was just a handful of loess.

Nan Tian was shocked in his heart, although he was extremely moved, he also knew that this gift was not insignificant.

"This gift from the seniors is too heavy, and the younger generations are afraid that they can't afford it. Nan Tianyi shook his head and said.

Mei Ruofeng chuckled: "No, you can take responsibility, and these books are not only for you to read, but the old man also wants to pass on his supreme sword intent to you." ”

If he was surprised just now, then now Nan Tianyi was shocked in his heart.

Supreme Sword Intent, what does this mean, why don't you understand Nan Tianyi.

This is the foundation of a swordsman's life, and the true meaning of martial arts can be said to be the foundation of any martial artist's life, which is equivalent to everything.

Martial arts can be handed over, skills can be transmitted, but the true meaning of martial arts is the purest, there is a feeling, there is understanding, there is gain.

In the rivers and lakes, any sect has its own unique heritage, which may be similar, but it will never be the same, because different people use the same weapon and use the same moves, and they will never be the same.

And the true meaning of martial arts is like a unique symbol of a martial artist, seeing its meaning and knowing its person, it is definitely a secret that cannot be passed on.

As the saying goes: the apprentice of the church, starve the master.

There are many people who will keep a hand when teaching the martial arts of their descendants, in order to take precautions, so as not to let the apprentices stand up for themselves and fight with themselves after learning everything.

Sometimes even between father and son, martial arts will not be taught to each other, although it is strange,

But it is an indisputable fact.

Now that Mei Ruofeng said that he wanted to pass on his supreme sword intent to himself, how could Nan Tianyi not be shocked.

"Senior, by all means, you are still ......"

As soon as Nan Tian finished speaking, Mei Ruofeng waved his hand and said: "The old man is not impulsive, nor is it just for the kindness of Xiaoyou to save Feng'er, the old man has carefully considered it. ”

"The old man pursued the pinnacle of kendo all his life, learned the sword as a young man, created his own plum blossom swordsmanship, and then read the sword rivers and lakes, and became famous, rarely defeated, do you know what the happiest and unhappiest times in my life are?"

Nan Tianyi shook his head, how would I know, but as soon as I heard it, there was still a following, just listen quietly.

Mei Ruofeng sighed: "The happiest thing is that when I was young, when I first entered the rivers and lakes, I rode the horse wantonly, and the young man held a sword, at that time it was the most glorious moment of the old man's life. ”

"And the most unsatisfactory thing is that I have stood at the peak of the kendo for twenty years, lonely and lonely, others hold you high, like a statue, people worship, although the scenery is infinite, but it lacks the original taste. ”

Moreover, at that time, the old man's kendo gradually lost his original intention, and there was even some fear in his heart, afraid that one day someone would replace his name, lest he lose the name of the leader of kendo. ”

In those years, the old man felt not the pride of being at the top, but also the loneliness of the high place, hesitation, loss, isn't it ridiculous, he has reached the peak, but he is even more confused. ”

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you, Master, for letting me let go of everything, get rid of the burden of fame, and be able to do what I want to do in my old age, happy, happy, hahaha......"

Nantian Yiyi: "Even if the seniors want to teach the sword intent, they don't have to be the juniors, the Ziyu brothers are not badly talented, aren't they the most suitable candidates!"

Mei Ruofeng shook his head and said: "Yu'er is the old man's big name, how can he still be known by the old man, although he has some talent, but you are better than him, the old man's sword is passed on to you, it is a better choice, in order to play its glory again." ”

As soon as Nan Tian wanted to say more, he saw Mei Ruofeng waving his hands and stammering: "Okay, don't ask for your mother-in-law's mother, obviously you took advantage, why are you about to become an old man begging you." ”

After that, he didn't give Nan Tian a chance to reply, and shouted directly: "Nan Xiaoyou, look at it next." ”

Mei Ruofeng rolled up his sleeved robe, and the wind was blowing, and the light from the window of the pavilion was shining on his body, shining with layers of brilliance, like wearing gold armor.

Nantian suddenly felt that his feet began to tremble slightly, no, it should be that the entire pavilion began to tremble with Mei Ruofeng's movements.

Mei Ruofeng pointed at the sword, reflecting the light outside the window, forming a golden air blade, five fingers lightly together, the air blade was divided into two, and it rotated around Mei Ruofeng.

Two is divided into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen......

In this way, it seems to be endlessly divided, and every qi blade seems to come to life, jumping in the air around Mei Ruofeng, as if there are little people dancing with swords, and they are inspired.

"The way of the sword is boundless, the sword intent is invisible, ever-changing, and there is no truth and self. ”

With Mei Ruofeng's words, the tiny sword qi began to move, seemingly chaotic, but if you look closely, you will find that they all have their own rules, just like arranging troops, seemingly ordinary, but hidden mysterious.

Gathering and scattering, drifting like the wind, cold like snow, continuous like flowing water,

Slide like quicksand......

The changes are myriad and dazzling, and each sword qi is like a person, like a swordsman with a sword, dancing his own wonderful.

"The sword is invisible, it changes with people, the heavy sword has no edge, the fast sword has no trace, although the world is big, but none of them are the same. ”

As soon as Mei Ruofeng raised his hand, he suddenly gathered into various shapes of qi swords in the palm of his hand, spinning and waving, each one, completely different.

"The sword has long and short, things are black and white, the chest is one breath, and it has its own heaven and earth. ”

As he spoke, the sword qi in his palm bloomed like a plum blossom, spreading the brilliant brilliance, more and more, getting thicker and thicker, slowly enveloping Mei Ruofeng's whole person in an endless and endless sword qi.

"Life is illusory, like a dream, with its own tastes of ups and downs, just like this way of swordsmanship, taste all kinds of states in the world, fight heroes and heroes, and realize their own sword. ”

At this time, Mei Ruofeng's whole person seemed to melt into heaven and earth, melted into the boundless sword qi, and turned into a long sword, and wherever he went was the place where the sword blade was found.

Turning heaven and earth into swords, evolving the way of the sword, all kinds of differences, are wonderful and extraordinary.

Nan Tianyi had already closed his eyes, because at this moment, Mei Ruofeng's sword intent was no longer visible with the naked eye, but to feel it, with his body, with his heart, with everything.

At this time, the whole world seemed to be responding to Mei Ruofeng, and it seemed to be covered with a thin veil around it, hazy, and it was almost a little bit to pierce it, and it could be seen clearly, but it was always blocked in front of him, and he couldn't peep at the real face.

Unconsciously, tiny silk threads also emerged from Nantian's body, as thin as hair, and if they were about to leave, they could be scattered as long as they were touched lightly.

But with Mei Ruofeng's continuous demonstration, there were more and more hairsprings on Nantian's body, and finally Nantianyi was wrapped like a cocoon.

If someone was present at this time, they would have found that the phantom of a long sword was faintly condensed behind Nan Tianyi, although it was extremely faint, but it really existed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sword is slowly dispersing, and there are two other sword shadows, but it gives people a different feeling.

Kendo is complicated, but as long as you hold it in your hand, it is kendo.

Nantian only felt that the heavens and the earth were blank at this moment, and there was a huge sword standing in the heavens and the earth not far away, towering into the clouds, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the end.

And Nantian is so small, like a peak and an ant, like a big sun and a fine dust, it is incomparable.

Nan Tianyi just kept walking, kept walking......

There is never an end, although there is a white man, but Nan Tianyi knows his direction, which is the towering giant sword, and that is the place where he will be pursuing......

And at this moment, Mei Ruofeng had already collected all her breath, stroked her beard and sighed, looking at Nan Tianyi, who was sitting in an epiphany not far away, full of emotion.

He has shown the purest sword intent, and how much he can get depends on what Nan Tianyi has realized, and he has never had any reservations.

At this time, Mei Ruofeng didn't know that Nan Tianyi had entered another artistic conception comprehension, seeing that he was unconscious, his brows were tense and slow, and he knew that it would definitely take some time, so he slowly withdrew from the Sword Pavilion.

Mei Ruofeng looked up at the sky, felt the cool breeze in the mountains, and wanted to express her spirit.

The way of the sword is endless, who can be alone!

Thinking about it, Mei Ruofeng couldn't help but bend a trace of arc at the corner of her mouth, the brilliance in her eyes was inexplicable, and she was full of tears!