Chapter 83: No Practice, No Heart

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, hey, my shoulder, my hand, it hurts, it's going to break, it's going to break, it's going to break, it's going to be broken. ”

Yang Ye pretended to shout, but except for all kinds of people passing by next to him, Lotus Cuiyun and Qin Xiaolian were the three of them, they simply didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Lianhua looked at Yang Ye's pretend, and approached him with a smile, and then said playfully: "Is the son's hand about to be broken? That's really pitiful."

Otherwise, I have a medicine here, and if you take it, you can forget the pain, and you can fall asleep after a while, and when you sleep, you can't get up again.

Childe, wait, I'll find it for you, and make sure your shoulders and hands don't hurt after eating. ”

When Lianhua said this, he also seriously found it in the small porcelain vases on his body. Seeing her like this, Yang Ye smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly said: "No need, it's not troublesome, it's not very painful, let's go, otherwise there will be more people who will enter the city, and it won't be good to squeeze you." ”

As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, he immediately opened his legs and ran towards the Jinsha City Gate, how could he not be afraid of the ruthless man Lotus, who teased her last time. Lotus insisted on squatting at the door of Yang Ye's boat room for two days and two nights.

Later, Yang Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only surrender and admit it, and the tragic thing began. Under Cuiyun's suggestion, Lotus used the dragon grass essence for Yang Ye every day, but when the time came, she prepared a dilution for him.

In this way, he will be allowed to have a male voice for a while, and a female voice for a while, so that Yang Ye and him can sing the play of male and female characters alone. Yang Ye was also submissive, anyway, he let them toss, and in the end, after using the dragon grass essence for a while, Cuiyun said forget it, and the lotus flower stopped.

So, compared to the cute and obedient lotus flower before, Yang Ye is very scared now, and even missed the thin monkey for a while, thinking that there was him before, and there was someone in front of him, what a happy thing it was.

As Yang Ye trotted all the way, Lotus was too lazy to chase him, anyway, thinking about Yang Ye, he couldn't run away, so he turned around and waited for Cuiyun and Qin Xiaolian to enter this Golden Sands City together.

After entering the city, in addition to the buildings with different customs, several of them were also attracted by the strange shop things.

After all, the three of them are still girls after all, Cuiyun and Qin Xiaolian are fine, but Lotus looked at these dazzling things and shops, and couldn't walk for a while, so she just pulled them to take a look.

It may indeed be that they have been on the ferry for a long time, and although Cuiyun and Qin Xiaolian were pulled by the lotus, they also began to look at things separately.

Yang Ye ran into the city at the beginning, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see the three of them, so he turned back again, and found that the three girls were choosing to see things.

Yang Ye is also a pleasure, anyway, no matter what their behavior is, as long as they think they like it, they will let the store pack it and keep it.

Yang Ye was still afraid that there would be too many things, and what should he do if he couldn't bring them with him, anyway, he knew very well that although he was called a son by them, it was really a joke to let the three of them take things.

The group went around in this Golden Sands City like this, and when the sun had set, they casually found a city inn to stay in and rest.

After everyone had eaten, they went back to their rooms to rest, Yang Ye and Qin Xiaolian were alone, and Cuiyun and Lianhua still lived in the same room.

After returning to the room, Yang Ye was also lying on the bed thinking about all kinds of encounters during this time.

First of all, he wanted to be safe and sound in Na Wujing but he was dead, but the Wen Yao Sword Sect did not intend to let him go, and sent someone to chase him down.

Then it was Yang Mutou who helped him take revenge, causing Yang Minghui to be seriously injured by the Gong Gonggong in the palace, thus implicating Wen Yao Sword Sect and the one in the palace who seemed to be somewhat implicated.

At this point, Yang Ye made up his mind, intending to find out the causes and consequences of all the things back then, which can be regarded as an explanation for himself to inherit and continue the mantle of Yang Fengzheng and Wang Chao.

And in Yang Ye's heart, he also has doubts, some of them, like all kinds of implications in the dark, like a black hole whirlpool, the truth is at the bottom, he is watching it, he is also watching himself.

Outside Wujing City, there was a battle by the Hanshui River, Yang Ye defeated the walking monk Jingming of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, but when he and his party went to the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, no one mentioned this matter.

And because the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and his party did not find anything, the Tsing Yi Lou spy had already died, so he turned to investigate Cuiyun's revenge for the destruction of his family.

As a result, the group went to the realm of Nashu again, and the ghost city of Xudu fought with Naluo Wushuang, and then returned to Tangmen with Tang Lengliu. Not to mention Tang Yu's plan to clear the Tang Sect, Yang Ye also became the elder with the surname of the Tang Sect.

And because of the matter of Cuiyun and Lotus, he reached an agreement with Tang Yu to go to Luo's house, the White Emperor's organ city, to the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 for him.

But at that time, Yang Ye had doubts when he was in the Tang Sect, the matter of the destruction of the Cuiyun family was so simple and clear, but why did everything surface until he wanted to seek the truth for many years.

Yang Ye also thought about it to himself, maybe everything in this world was sometimes simple, just like his original family feud, or maybe it was because he and Cuiyun's things were too simple and too similar, which gave him a sense of unreal falsehood.

Then the White Emperor organ city Luo family went to the appointment, first got acquainted with Luo Bowan, the abandoned son of the Na Luo family, and then learned about the scheming plan of the Luo family's genius Luo Wushuang over the years.

Yang Ye and Na Luo Wushuang reached a cooperation, and later on the big stone flat of Luojia, the White Emperor's organ city, Yang Ye won all three competitions, not only did he go further in cultivation, but also comprehended a set of his own swordsmanship.

rescued Naluobo Bay and left the White Emperor City.

In the end, the ferry continued to go south, out of the realm of Nabashu, separated the skinny monkey and Naluobo Bay, and the remaining four people went around and went to the lake Hunan Jinsha City.

Yang Ye thought back to the past, and all kinds of experiences made him smile bitterly, if he was still in Nawujing, these things would not have happened and would have happened.

I won't know the thin monkey, I won't meet Qin Xiaolian, by the way, and the scoundrel-like wooden sword old way......

He will not go to the Death Palace next, or even return to the Wen Yao Sword Sect in the end.

"This is another layer of sword comprehension of Yang Fengzheng's predecessor Yaoquan's sword intent, right? No desire, no regrets, no fear, no intention, no intention. At this moment, my Yaoquan sword intent has gone one step further. Yang Ye was still lying on the bed and muttered, but the surroundings were very quiet.

Yang Ye's Yaoquan sword intent had reached that unintentional realm at this moment, but this time it was not like the original performance of the thin monkey when he was a child, this time it can be said that there was no movement.

Even the candlestick in the room was not shaken by any waves, it was surprisingly quiet, if it weren't for Yang Ye's eyes open, people would probably think he was asleep when he saw it.

After a few deliberate moments, Yang Ye seemed to have adjusted everything, and then he slowly got up, sat quietly at the table in the room, and then poured himself a drink.

"Although I have never seen the swordsmanship of my predecessors with my own eyes, if the thing that broke through the lake for two thousand zhang with one sword, if it is true, then your Yaoquan sword intent is not too much.

It seems to have endless sourness, and it seems to have all kinds of regrets, like seeing through the red dust, and like a fool's dream. One sword, one mind, one heart, one's own sword, one's own will, ridiculous, pathetic, and pitiful.

Even if you are like your predecessors, you still can't escape the sword path you have drawn by yourself, and the sword intent of Yaoquan will eventually be unintentional, but how can a person without a heart make this sword with a heart? So, this fifth layer, I won't practice anymore. ”

Yang Ye was talking to himself, and he also raised the wine glass and slowly poured the wine in the glass to the ground.