Mind is the process of consciousness cognition of things. Thoughtlessness is to eliminate the "judgment" that you generate in the process of cognition under the interference of external factors, so that it can return to its purest original appearance.

In other words, those who have no thoughts are not without distracting thoughts, and those who have no thoughts do not think about the past, present and future, and they are not without thinking.

To put it bluntly, it is to restore things as they are.

What is the true face of the "sword"?

If you remove the gentleman's vessel, the ritual vessel, and the profound teachings attached to it.

It is merely a tool, a tool that makes it easier for humans to inflict harm on other living beings.

Then its original concept is harm.

And the famous hero Coyote once said, "When a man is killed, he dies."

Therefore, this move "Sword No. 6: Wu Nian" is a conceptual sword move.

To put it simply, it's ......

I used this trick on you, as long as your realm is not as high as mine, even if your actual combat strength is stronger than mine, you will die.

That's all.

Wu Qian raised his index finger and pointed at Li Tianxie.

He shuddered, and his eyes were completely delighted.

A generation of Tianjiao, the master of the Demon Gate who overwhelmed the rivers and lakes, is now the number one master.

Hit the streets.

"It's a pity. Wu Qian sighed silently, "You almost hurt me." ”

He wiped the red from the corners of his mouth, but in an instant, most of the minor injuries in his body had healed.

Passing by, the evil of the sky turned into ashes and scattered in the sky with the wind.

At this moment, the high-level leaders of the Demon Gate were killed and wounded.

The rest of the middle and low-level people are dead, and they are running, and Wu Qian is too lazy to care.

He just walked up to Sheng Yeyun, took out the oil-paper umbrella from the shrine, and held it above her head.

Sheng Yeyun raised his head, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears on his face.

She just looked at the man in front of her fixedly, and suddenly smiled: "Why don't you kill me?"

Wu Qian stared at her ruby eyes, which reflected his own figure.

He spoke slowly, "Why should I kill you?"

"Because I'm a demon......"

"What's the matter with me? I just know...... You are the night cloud. ”

After finishing speaking, he was stunned.

This conversation...... Twenty years later, there are some.

He thought of Xiaobai, Xuanji, Shi'er, Zhang Yu, and Buyurou......

He smiled, his eyes gentle.

Stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the green silk on Sheng Yeyun's head: "I'm leaving." ”

Sheng Yeyun quietly looked at the man in front of him: "Where are you going?"

"The world. ”

"Can we say goodbye?"

"Yes. ”

"How long?"

Wu Qian lowered his head slightly and looked at her, and after a while, he lowered his head to her ear and whispered:

"I'll wait for you in the future. ”

Wu Qian left, taking away a girl's heart.

Goodbye, maybe twenty years later.

Going down the mountain, Xuankong has been waiting for a long time.

"Amitabha, it seems that Nameless you have a very smooth trip, I don't know what the results are?"

Wu Qian smiled slightly: "Above the innate realm of the Demon Gate, it will be completely destroyed." ”

He looked left and right: "Where is Wu Ning?"

He didn't think Master would lose.

"Master Wu has left. Xuankong explained, his gaze looked over Wu Qiao's shoulder and at the twin peaks of Huashan Mountain, where countless disciples were packing up and preparing to run away.

"It's also a scourge for these people to wander through the rivers and lakes, but it's better than the Demon Gate continuing to run rampant in the world, which is not bad. ”

Wu Qian turned his head and smiled: "It's okay." ”

He pointed like a sword, pointing to the sky.

Then, brazenly swing down!

I saw that the front peak of Mount Hua was annihilated in an instant, and the countless figures on it were also gray.

"Just use the 'Six of Swords'. Wu Qian looked back with a smile on his face, "Even if it's a god, I'll kill you." ”

Xuankong: "......"

Although he didn't know why, he always felt awkward to say this sentence without a name.

Shaking his head, he asked, "Where are we going next?"

"No, dog, you can go back alone. Wu Qian shook his head, "I want to visit those places in the world that I haven't been to by myself, and think carefully about a question by the way." ”

It was a tough choice.

You must know that when the 3Q war was in the beginning, he chose to uninstall 360 without hesitation......

Even so, the little monk did not go back. Xuankong smiled slightly, "The child that Master Yue brought with him, the little monk will find it." Nameless, goodbye. ”

He was gone, and he walked freely.

Wu Qian looked at his back, waited for him to walk away, and said softly: "Dog, see you in twenty years." ”

He looked back at Huashan.

Green hills towering into the clouds.

His gaze seemed to pass through the clouds, as if he had reached the top of the mountain, as if he saw the woman in red and blood-pupiled eyes, and the oil-paper umbrella she was holding in her hand.

Sister Sheng, goodbye.

Turning around, he hummed a little song and left.

At the top of the mountain, Sheng Yeyun stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, turning the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and muttered:

"Future...... Wait for me ......"

Heaven and earth returned to peace, and only the sound of rain continued to rustle.

............

March, early spring.

In a small town in Shuozhou, the sound of children reading aloud can be heard.

A young scholar in a green shirt was standing in the hall, shaking his head slightly and shaking his head to the sound of reading.

After a while, the sound gradually subdued, and finally the hall was quiet.

Wu Qian opened his eyes and nodded with a smile: "Not bad, yes, everyone remembered it today." And what reward do you want?"

A boy in a coarse cloth shirt with thick eyebrows and big eyes raised his hand: "Sir, I want to hear a story!"

Wu Qian swept around, and saw a group of little children all looking at him with bright eyes, their expressions full of expectation, so he smiled:

"Okay, let's tell the story today. What stories would you like to hear?"

"The world and the leaves!"

"Chicken Girl and Adopted Daughter!"

"Dongma and Yukina!"

"Aya Higashijo and Tsukasa Nishino!"

Wu Qian: "......"

He said angrily: "What do a bunch of little kids know!

"Jianghu!" shouted the thick-eyed boy, "sir!"

"Jianghu ......" Wu Qian shrugged, "I'm a weak scholar who has no power to restrain chickens, but I don't know what the rivers and lakes of those martial artists are like." ”

After a pause, he said, "But the rivers and lakes are simple. ”

He looked at the kid: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." ”

The kid was confused at first, then frowned and pondered, then realized, and then confused:

"Sir, I don't understand. ”

That's right if you don't understand! Wu is poor, I don't understand!

He just said what the master said.

But he can't say that:

"You'll understand later. ”

Wu Qian packed up his things and prepared to leave.

The boy raised his hand again: "Sir, my sister said she wanted you to come to my house! She wants to thank you for teaching me to read!"

Wu Qian waved his hand: "No need, the teacher will leave this place today." ”

"Where is the gentleman going?"

"Jianghu. ”