When he ascended the Sword Sect, Xu Baichuan had imagined how exquisite the swordsmanship recorded in it was, but when he finally saw it, he found that he still wanted to be poor, at least according to the swordsmanship he saw now, it was no worse than the swordsmanship he got from the one-armed old man.

Thinking about it carefully, it is actually a matter of course, after all, in the past few thousand years, although the sword cultivation has been sparsely populated, there is no shortage of people who have the best in each generation, and the current Lin Jianxian is not a living example?

Xu Baichuan put the swordsmanship in his hand back on the bookshelf, took down another one again, and thought about when he could finish reading this piece of book, but it was too early to talk about it now, and it was only half a month since he came here, although he had read more than a dozen books, but compared to the books inside, it was a drop in the ocean, he had heard Zhao Kang mention it, saying that the landlord had been doing it here for more than a hundred years, but he had only finished reading some of the books, and the vastness of them could be imagined.

But it doesn't hurt, you can see as much as you can, don't seek to be proficient, but to understand.

Read on.

Soon someone found that no matter when they came to the Tibetan Sword Tower, they could see a well-groomed and clean young man holding a kendo scripture book and reading it seriously, and from time to time he would put his hands together into sword fingers, and he would compare with himself, quite a feeling of not being moved by external objects.

After this spread the news, most of the people in the Sword Sect were surprised, could anyone really be able to gnaw on the boring swordsmanship of the Tibetan Sword Tower and the obscure truths left by those predecessors?

There won't be a Master teaching it himself, right?

It's not clear, each is good in its own way.

Xu Baichuan still reads books and practices swords every day, which is very ordinary, but what is not ordinary is that in the second year he came to the Tibetan Sword Tower, he broke through to the realm of refining the law.

In fact, it is quite ordinary, and it is not conspicuous to be placed in the Sword Sect, a place where many young geniuses gather, and it can't even make waves.

It's as if they've all forgotten that this person exists.

There was only one exception, the young man named Wang Cunyang.

He also came to the Sword Hiding Tower, but he didn't read these books very much, so he came here to practice swords.

came and went and knew Xu Baichuan.

Every time Xu Baichuan reads the kendo scriptures, he will get some good insights, and he will not hesitate to share them with him, which is actually a good way, not only do not have to gnaw on these difficult books, but also get the insights in them, except that every time he and Xu Baichuan will lose in a sword competition, it is simply the best of both worlds.

Wang Cunyang's kendo cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, coupled with Zhao Kang teaching him some truths from time to time, and he soon broke through to the realm of practicing the law, thinking that he would be able to defeat Xu Baichuan in this way, and no matter how bad it is, he will have a tie, but in the end, he found that he still can't beat Xu Baichuan.

He asked Xu Baichuan why this was, and Xu Baichuan replied with a smile, "Most of the truths you have learned now are mine, and I am naturally clear about them, and even by looking at where you are standing, you can deduce where your next sword came from."

Learning the truth of others, although it is strong, but it must be checked and balanced by others, if you want not to be checked, then you must go out of your own way.

The autumn wind is one road, and the one-armed old man is another road, if someone else comes, Bao Buqi will step on these two with joy, and Xu Baichuan only thinks about stepping out of his own.

So he read books, read the sword scriptures, and read the swordsmanship and kendo of various predecessors, but he didn't practice, but just absorbed some truths from them and turned them into his own nutrients.

It's just that even so, Xu Baichuan is still inevitably contaminated with other people's traces, and he didn't feel it at the time, but now the more he looks at the swordsmanship, the more he looks, but it is gradually becoming obvious, fortunately, in this hidden sword building, there is not only him, but also the owner of the building who lies on the chair and reads a book all the year round.

The landlord just glanced at him, and was very clear about his situation, Zuo Siyao could see it, there was no reason why the landlord, who was an uncle, couldn't understand it, and the answer he got was very simple, he realized it himself.

Nothing more.

This is always the way the master speaks.

Xu Baichuan felt that it made sense, so he put down the book for the time being, and began to sort out the sword path he had learned all the way, and this combing took half a year, and when he figured it out, it was three years since he held the sword.

Coincidentally, the period of his enlightenment was his twentieth birthday.

Not many people knew, and he was the only one who knew, so he rarely went down the mountain that day, went to the village at the foot of the mountain, and bought some wine and food, as a celebration.

In the village at the foot of the mountain, he saw the old woman again, and learned from her mouth that Zuo Siyao had not gone down the mountain in the past few years, so he asked him to bring a letter.

He agreed, and when he handed the letter to Zuo Siyao, Zuo Siyao was still running away.

He didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't say anything, but opened the letter on the spot, and there were only four big words on it.

"I'm dying. ”

The handwriting is still beautiful.

Zuo Siyao understood the meaning, so he also went down the mountain to meet the old woman.

It was the first time he had come down in decades.

But when he saw the old woman, before he could open his mouth to speak, the old woman passed away satisfied, with a faint smile on her face.

This princess of a small country, finally saw the cold young man dancing under the moon, his appearance was as always, he was still so good-looking, and he was very relieved to see the last look when he died.

Zuo Siyao stood in front of the old woman's bed and was silent for a long time, but finally didn't say a word, just dug a pit to bury the old woman and erect a tombstone.

Deng Chunyao.

This is the old woman's name.

As for the Spring Silk Sword, Zuo Siyao did not let it be buried together, but brought it back to the Sword Sect and placed it in the Tibetan Sword Tower, waiting for someone destined to pick it up.

After doing all this, he went to the Swinging Sword Cliff, looking at the constantly tumbling clouds on the edge of the cliff, and his heart was inexplicable.

Yang Yi stood not far from him, looking at him quietly.

Zuo Siyao stretched out his hand to pick up a stone and threw it off the cliff, listening to the jingling sound, and suddenly said: "Master, do you say that the love between men and women in this world is really so important?

Yang Yi smiled and said softly: "Silly boy, how can ordinary people explain this matter clearly, you have to rely on your own experience, didn't the group of bald donkeys in the west say that if you don't enter the red dust, how can you see through the red dust, if you want to know, you have to see it yourself." ”

Zuo Siyao was silent for a long time, until the sky gradually darkened, and then he suddenly said, "I want to go down the mountain and take a turn." ”

Yang Yi walked a few steps, came to Zuo Siyao, and said with a smile: "If you want to go down, then go down, and no one dares to stop you?"

Zuo Siyao shook his head and didn't answer, just quickly left Dangdang Sword Cliff.

And when he left, Zhao Kang suddenly appeared from a place, and everything that happened here was in his eyes.

Zhao Kang still has a blue nose and swollen face, it is obvious that he is greedy to steal the wine of the senior brother again, compared to the past, this time it is much better, at least the wine was obtained this time, and he was not beaten in vain.

Zhao Kang said softly: "Master, is that woman really dead?"

Yang Yi glanced at him and said: "Is it difficult or fake, can people still live if they are buried? The old man is not those saints, he can reverse the reincarnation of life and death, and all the old man can do is kill people." ”

Zhao Kang touched his head, "But I always feel that Master, you should be hiding something from us." ”

The corners of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, and he said with some annoyance: "I think it's because your senior brother didn't beat you enough, can't you come to me to beg for a fight?" ”

Zhao Kang was speechless.

He shrugged his shoulders, carried the wine he had just brought over, and quickly left.

So Yang Yi was the only one left on this cliff, he stood on a high place and looked at the village at the foot of the mountain, looked at the newly erected tomb over there, and said to himself: "The old man can help you only this, and the rest, there is nothing you can do." ”

Reach out and lift it gently.

At the same time, the tombstone at the foot of the mountain trembled, and an illusory figure floated out of it, dressed in a red dress and beautiful as a flower, just looking at it felt that it was the beauty of the world.

Deng Chunyao opened her eyes in a bit of confusion, looked at her illusory self, and was only a little surprised, and quickly understood her situation, if she thought correctly, she should be the legendary ghost.

Yang Yi stood on the edge of the cliff, his lips moved slightly, and his words came clearly into Deng Chunyao's ears.

"The old man has watched you on the mountain for decades, watched you turn from red to white, and also looked at you as a pity, so he decided to give you a chance, are you willing?"

Deng Chunyao sighed and said very seriously: "Yes." ”

Anyway, I've become a ghost now, so I can't be any worse.

Yang Yi said with a smile: "The old man will help you reshape your body, and there is only one thing you have to do, let a silly boy understand the love between men and women, understand?"

Deng Chunyao was silent for a moment and asked, "Who is that person?"

Yang Yihaha laughed: "Zuo Siyao." ”

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After handing over the letter, Xu Baichuan returned to the Tibetan Sword Building, but before he could read the book, he was called by the landlord.

Xu Baichuan left in response, still holding a book that had just been pulled out in his hand, before turning the first page.

The landlord looked at the book in his hand and sighed softly, before he spoke: "You didn't read all kinds of kendo classics in the past, why do you look at the three sects of magic today?"

Xu Baichuan said seriously: "Know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles." ”

There are only eight words, but they are enough, enough to make the landlord feel happy.

The landlord took a sip of tea and said calmly: "You have been in this building for two and a half years, what have you learned?"

This is the intention of taking the school examination.

Xu Baichuan thought about it, looked down at the autumn wind on his waist, and laughed softly: "I have learned a lot, I have seen a lot of predecessors' paths, and I am thinking of taking a path by myself." ”

When the landlord heard this, he stroked his beard and laughed, "You kid is really not ordinary, only one person has walked out of the road over the years, that is Lin Jianxian, and the rest of them are only stuck in the middle of the road, this kind of thing ordinary people dare not say, but you are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and his courage is commendable." ”