Volume 1 A Spring Dream About Xianju Mountain Chapter 47 The Style of This Sword (I)
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"Is there still a need to fight?" Li Youzhi said, pointing to the crack in the deep air.
Jing Wutong stopped talking and pulled up Li Youzhi to fly to the edge of the light bowl.
"Actually, what I want to say is that you are really wrong!" Li Youzhi used a little strength in his hand and stopped on the edge of the light bowl.
Jing Wutong glanced back and snorted heavily.
"You've seen the treasure under the sea, I really don't understand why you're so stubborn?"
As if he hadn't heard, Jing Wutong picked up Li Youzhi and stepped straight into the solidified slurry.
It was also the first time he had seen the light in this state, and it was solidified like a stone, the difference was that with each step, the gloss under his feet would flash with brilliance, but the feeling coming from the soles of his feet was no different from stepping on a stone.
Li Youzhi was also shocked by this bizarre sight.
Although he was emotionally resistant, the habit of avoiding danger that he had developed over the years still made him have a basic understanding of the possible dangers after entering the Mahayana.
It is impossible to determine how long the stone wall on the sacred mountain of the Northern Wei Dynasty has existed, but the names that appear on the stone wall can be regarded as just over a hundred people.
And the ascension recorded in the classics that Li Youzhi could find was only fifty-six people.
All ascended monks, successful or not, have no one else who has had the same experience.
Accounts of the slurry have only appeared twice, and it is suspected to have appeared once.
At present, such a solidified slurry has never appeared.
Li Youzhi couldn't understand why this light paste had solidified, this kind of spectacle probably never existed in the imagination of cultivators.
The surface of the gloss paste is very flat, and it is very easy to walk, and Jing Wutong, who walked in front, even put his hands behind his back, which is a bit leisurely walking.
Li Youzhi is missing an arm, and he can't walk out of that kind of bearing.
But he also disdains to pretend that he has a very bottom in his heart, in this world for thousands of years, Li Youzhi has no need to pretend.
Jing Wutong seemed to remember something, and turned around and asked, "We are the same year, but who is older after all?"
Li Youzhi was stunned and said, "I'm on the first day of the first month!"
Jing Wutong stopped and frowned, "Can you still be born earlier?"
Li Youzhi said, "What's the point of dwelling on these now? You have already summed it up, my life is a lifetime of play, and you have worked hard all your life." It's been a lifetime, and you still care about how many days and hours it is?"
"I'm thirty in the twentieth month of the lunar month, and you're actually a year older than me!" Jing Wutong said.
"What's the use?" Li Youzhi wondered.
"Knowing that you are a year older than me, and that you have walked in front of me every step of the way, I will be able to balance a little!" Jing Wutong said.
Li Youzhi didn't answer, just shook his head with a wry smile.
"This is also the end of a knot in my heart, I have never understood why I walked so hard every step, but you stood at the top of the world with ease, and now I finally know. Jing Wutong paused, "You're older than me!"
"It's okay, as long as you can get rid of it, you can think whatever you want. Li Youzhi said.
"Do you want to know what kind of promise I gave to Southern Qi and Northern Wei?" Jing Wutong said.
"I don't want to, everything I should have arranged has been arranged, and Island City has also let it out, what you promised has nothing to do with me. β
"I promise that as long as I get rid of you, I will include the Western Zhou Zhongzhou into my Xisai territory, this Xihe River will no longer be divided for seven thousand miles from east to west, and the Southern Qi and Northern Wei will no longer border, and the military will never stop. Jing Wutong's gaze turned into the distance, "This island city will become a port for three free entries, and enjoy peace forever!"
"You're too naΓ―ve!" Li Youzhi's gaze also followed Jing Wutong into the distance.
"What about naivety, and if I did, who would say it was naΓ―ve?"
"Even if you do it, how long will you be able to enjoy peace? If you are not there, the top and bottom of this tidal river will become hell on earth. β
Jing Wutong's eyebrows twisted together, "Maybe!"
"Don't you know the people's hearts? Southern Qi, Northern Wei, even Zhongzhou, maybe there are other forces, which one is completely according to your idea to play a role in this play?" Li Youzhi sighed, "Isn't it that each has a ghost in his heart?"
"It's cheaper for you!" Jing Wutong didn't refute either, after all, what Li Youzhi said was also the truth. "I got that old beeswax for nothing. β
"Qi Yuntian shouldn't have it in the first place, Qi Tianzong has been scrapped by him, and the old beeswax will not see the light of day after all if he stays in Qiyun Mountain, so it's better to find him a new master as soon as possible!"
"What about the scales? The new Zen is bound to win, but it is only a passing moment. β
"You underestimate that little monk!" Li Youzhi raised his hand to stroke the mole, "He won't be bound to win, he just made this appearance and showed it to you." I now think that if the island city falls into the hands of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it may really be able to enjoy peace forever. β
"Then you're thinking too much. Jing Wutong slowed down and walked side by side with Li Youzhi, "I really didn't underestimate this little monk, although he was young, he was really a very smart person." He didn't want to get involved in this matter at all, but in the entire Northern Wei Dynasty, there was no one who was not attracted by this visible benefit, and he had no choice but to do it!"
"Actually, you shouldn't embarrass him, the old Zen Tzu was really kind to you and me. β
"This is what I am most dissatisfied with, did the old Zenzi feel a little bit of playing with you and me between the metacarpal bones back then?" Jing Wutong's face showed anger, "He himself commanded the heroes back then, but before Nirvana, he carried you and me to the highest peak in this world, and it was clear that he wanted you and me to check and balance each other, you really can't see it?"
"Even if the old Zen Zi thought like this back then, but no pupil, have you thought about it, why did he do this?"
"Why? It's not so good that his Northern Wei can rest easy. β
"You were wrong, I now feel that neither you nor I may be the one who can stand in a high position and still look at the common people. The old Zen man should have seen this, so he let us have a check on each other, so as not to make any ridiculous things happen on this continent. β
"Hmph, you'll cover it up for him. He is just a monk of the Northern Wei Dynasty, a little virtuous, not as noble as you think. β
"It's never as utilitarian as you understand. If he really only thinks about the Northern Wei Dynasty, back then, wouldn't it be good for him to ask for the whole world?"
"Did he ask for it?"
"Yes. Li Youzhi said categorically, "I persuaded him like this back then, and I was even willing to charge for him." β
Jing Wutong was stunned, looked at Li Youzhi in disbelief, and looked at this guy who had restrained his life.
"Don't be surprised, I did persuade you like this back then, at that time I thought that Lao Zenzi was the one who could care about the world, and I believe that you have to accept this. But the old Zen Tzu told me that this world is already divided, not in the union, he said that the stars are moving, and the convergence is still in the future, and it cannot be forced. β
"Heh, if the general trend is concurrent, does he really want this world?"
"At least I was really willing to help him back then!"
Li Youzhi stopped and looked at Jing Wutong's gray eyes, these eyes were still white back then, how much of the heart of the year is still in these eyes now?" "No pupil, I'm afraid you have to admit that if the old Zen raised his arms and shouted, the person who responded, you were not the first, but definitely the second!"
Jing Wutong let out a sigh of relief, thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded.
"But that was back then, and now, I'm definitely not the one who responded. β
"Now I won't be either. Li Youzhi pondered, "The old Zen man is not here, and no one can afford the word 'he'." I can't do it, neither can you, and no one else can do it. β
"Without you, maybe I could do it. Jing Wutong said.
"You can't. β
Li Youzhi grabbed Jing Wutong's shoulders and continued to walk forward, "I'm a person, I don't have this ambition, and I can't stand this tiredness, a small island city will make me exhausted, let alone the whole world, naturally it's not good." What about you, you were originally good, but the old Zenzi said that you have too many obsessions, it is the barren land of Cisse that makes you have too much paranoia, and it is also that you have gone too hard in the first half of your life, so your obsession makes you less compassionate. β
"You're not me, and Old Zen isn't me, you don't understand me at all. β
"Then you understand me?"
Jing Wutong didn't answer, but quickened his pace.
Staggered his position, Li Youzhi looked at the back of the hand-holding, how could the loneliness in it be easily covered up by the momentum of this leisurely stroll?
The crack was not far away, and the road paved with gloss under his feet was steeping.
Li Youzhi walked here, and his heart was becoming more and more bottomless.
He shouldn't have been like this, he had to step on these two paths after practicing for thousands of years, but the crack in front of him made him feel that he couldn't see the so-called fairyland, and he couldn't open the curtain that he thought existed.
And the person walking in front of him is really as confident as he seems?
The shuttle-shaped scales streaked across the night sky like meteors.
The child was among them, and he was surprised to find that he could see through the dragon scales, with the bright starry sky above and the lights of the island city below.
After the island city is the famous Huilong Bay before the tide river enters the sea, in the bay, on the wide water surface of the tide river, a leaf of night fishing boats carrying the stars of fishing fire, the night sky floats melodious and graceful fishing songs.
For many days of worry, the child felt particularly cordial when he saw this scene of fireworks in the world.
He saw the rain cliff and the old apricot tree on the edge of the cliff.
Under the apricot tree sat cross-legged a plainly dressed young man.
The young man was gently opening a long, narrow box on his lap.
The box opened.
A green light swept up, flying in the direction of the island city.
The child's eyes followed the green light, and the green light gradually transformed into an emerald green bamboo sword in the process of flying, and the bamboo joints on the sword body were clearly visible.
The momentum of this sword flying is more subtle and more strange than all the methods of Li Youzhi and Jing Wutong that the child has seen.
Where the sword passed, the space seemed to have condensed.
If this sword is directed at those two, what will they do with themselves?
The child is worried.
But I feel that this sword is a little close to me, and I can't give birth to rejection.
This subtle feeling makes the child very uncomfortable, but he doesn't know how to describe it.
It's like I like that island city very much, but when I leave, I can't have too obvious attachment.
And this fireworks in the world, if it is not a long time away, how can it be cordial?