"How do you feel the first time you kill someone, or kill someone alone, someone who might not kill you with a single blow?"

Gu Liren liked the feeling of this conversation very much.

Because Wang Jingmeng was very calm.

It's calm, and the conversation will seem relaxed.

"You're sophisticated, almost everyone gets nervous in the face of danger, and there are very few people who can be as calm as you. ”

"I was scared and nervous, but I thought everyone would be like me, the more scared and nervous they were, the more meticulous they had to be, and the more they couldn't make mistakes. Wang Jingmeng looked at him and said, "After a few more times, it will be natural." ”

"You try. ”

Gu Liren picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, and then he gave one to Wang Jingmeng.

Wang Jingmeng guessed what he wanted to do, and the thought that he was going to be exposed to a world that he thought did not exist before, his mood really became nervous.

And then, as he said, he was naturally focused.

Gu Liren's chopsticks moved.

Without any hesitation, almost instinct, he handed the chopsticks in his hand.

The chopsticks in Gu Liren's hand suddenly turned into a graceful arc, Wang Jingmeng's pupils contracted violently, he was shocked, this is indeed the world he has not been exposed to, this chopsticks are straight, but when it stabs towards his body, this chopsticks are bent for some reason, like a crescent moon.

However, he knew that it was impossible for this chopstick to be bent.

When a crescent moon falls, where do you have to hit it to stop it from moving forward and change its trajectory?

He found it difficult.

But following his own wishes, the chopsticks in his hand changed direction slightly, stabbing towards the widest part of the arc.

Gu Liren's fingers moved slightly, and the crescent moon disappeared, turning into a canopy of spring rain.

What made his eyes instantly full of surprise again was that the chopsticks in Wang Jingmeng's hand had also changed, and the tip of the chopsticks passed through the spring rain and stabbed at his wrist.

There was a soft snap.

The chopsticks in Wang Jingmeng's hand were broken.

The tip of the chopsticks was broken and cracked into dozens of strands.

"Why?"

Wang's voice rang out.

He didn't look at the chopsticks in his hand that looked like a strange flower, but looked at Gu Liren's eyes that were as bright as stars.

Gu Liren laughed with emotion.

He had seen many incredible things in his practice, but nothing was as surprising and surprising as the response of the young man he had seen today.

Wang Jingmeng took two swords from him.

In fact, he felt that Wang Jingmeng could catch this third sword, but the young man was eager to find the answer and didn't want to try again.

"What people see and what they think they think is the real world comes from their eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, as well as from the fixed education of the outside world. Gu Liren looked at his inquisitive eyes seriously, and slowly reached out and tapped a dead leaf that was falling, "For example, this leaf you see, it is yellow and fragile, lifeless. It's just that its color is just the final picture of some light reflected in your eyes, and in the eyes of some animals, it may be black and white. As for its weight, it is also relative to your perception, your power, all sorts of things, if it is in the wind that floats upward, it will be lighter, if it weighs down the invisible mountain, it will be extremely heavy, as long as you change its things, avoid your senses, you will not feel that it has changed. But in fact, no matter what sensory fallacies the outside world has on you, all these things in the outside world have their own origin and authenticity, and they are not changed by your judgment. Any sword intent, any move, must arrive at this most real and unchanging place. ”

Wang Jingmeng frowned deeply, he understood a little, but he was a little vague.

"It's a little hard. ”

He couldn't help but say.

"It's just the beginning, and slowly you'll get to know it. ”

Gu Liren smiled and said, "I'll teach you." ”

A green hill is in the northwest, and countless beautiful peaks are hidden among the clouds.

The scenery of the night rain in Bashan is beautiful, but the mountain road is steep, in the past hundred years, there are very few travelers who are in the mood to go thousands of miles to Bashan to live in the inn of the mountain town, and watch the night rain hit the plantain.

Popularity, popularity, some people have anger.

It can be vigorous or angry.

Lin Zisan was very angry now.

In such a mountain town hidden in the mountains, even the inn is full, and even the B&B asked is also booked, but even the wine shop is full, and you can't even eat hot food, which will inevitably make people feel dry.

The descendant of the dignified White Ape Sword, a genius who learned the Spirit Ape Sword Sutra at the age of thirteen, is it still like a hunter on the mountain, to build a rain shed, chase a rabbit, and then make a fire to roast a rabbit to eat?

It's okay to have a seat without wine and only look at the mountains and see the rain, but you can't only get drenched in the rain without a seat without wine.

The Jinghu Sword Club Bashan Sword Field is already known to the world, but the Bashan Sword Field opened the mountain gate to accept apprentices, and the rumored Gu Liren who is stronger than Yu Zuochi accepts apprentices, that is also a young talent like him, what does it have to do with some crooked melons and cracked dates?

Looking at the obese woman who occupied the best table by the window alone and drank by herself, he was angry.

The obese woman was not only dressed in a very fancy dress, a dark yellow dress and a red dress, but even a sword leaning on her table was also extremely fancy, the scabbard was actually made of turquoise and silver, and the hilt of the sword was white jade inlaid with various shells, which were colorful, not like a sword used in battle, but like a sword hanging on the wall only for ornamentation.

In addition to these outfits that don't look like swordsmen at all, what displeases him the most is the woman's appearance.

Whether the woman was drinking or eating, the soup was dripping, and it was dripping everywhere on the table and on her clothes.

Seeing the shiny greasy on her hands after she tore a soup chicken directly with her hands, it was hard for him to imagine what it would be like for such a hand to pinch the hilt of the sword.

He couldn't get used to it, and he was about to take it back, but someone had already held it back before him.

A young man in a black brocade robe arrived a moment later than him, and had just asked the shopkeeper here, knowing that the fat woman had occupied that position alone for half an hour, and would not let people sit at her table.

"You also came to Bashan to participate in the sword meeting, and you want to become a disciple of the Bashan Sword Field?" the black-clothed young man walked straight towards the fat woman and sneered.

The fat woman raised her head, grinned, and still had a chicken wire hanging between her teeth, "Looking for something?"

The young man in black brocade had a cold face like water, and said, "It's too ugly to eat." ”

"Wei people?"

The fat woman smiled even brighter, and some hot oil slid down the corners of her mouth, making the black-clothed young man frown, and couldn't help but look away from her face.

"The Wei people didn't try to become a disciple of Yunshui Palace, but they came to this Bashan?"

The fat woman stared at his disgusted face and said provocatively: "Isn't it a shame?"

This sentence not only annoyed the black-clothed young man, at this time, within a radius of five hundred miles, there were many young talents who came from various dynasties to cultivate swords in Bashan.

"Please. ”

The young man in black slowly raised his sword, and when he raised his sword, the sneer on his face quickly disappeared and turned into a solemn one.

His sword was not long, and it was always covered by his sleeve.

It was only then that his sword was clearly visible to those around him.

"The Snake Sword. ”

Looking at the fine scales on the short black scabbard, half of the people in the store recognized it.

"Who am I? ”

The fat woman looked disdainful, didn't touch the sword, held the ungnawed chicken leg bone in her hand and stood up, "It turned out to be a disciple of Ying Guan, who learned a little bit of the fur on the Xuansnake Sword Sutra, and is also worthy of coming here?"

Her words were even more arrogant.

The black-clothed young man originally wanted to wait for the woman and himself to go outside, but when he heard such a sentence, he couldn't bear it anymore, and with a soft sound, his sword was unsheathed.

A sword light came out of the hole like a black snake, but it had just lit up, and there was a loud bang.

Before most people could see what was happening, the boy in black had already flown upside down, smashed a shop door, and fell hard into the muddy rain outside.

The fat woman stretched out her hand, still disdainful, half of the chicken in her hand was broken, but the other half was stuck in the chest of the black-clothed young man.