The old man's name is Xie Qianchou, the rivers and lakes are scattered, and he has been adrift for half his life, but he can only mess around at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and he has long forgotten the pride and ambition when he was young and first entered the rivers and lakes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, Jianghu is a place to speak with your fists, no matter how ambitious you are, without symmetrical strength, it is an illusion after all.

It wasn't until today that the Dream Lord Gu Chuanxia opened the door of convenience, which allowed him to see a glimmer of light, and the blood that had already cooled down began to have temperature again.

Therefore, his admiration and reverence for the ancient legend are far beyond ordinary people. Only those who have truly experienced despair and endless darkness know how to be grateful. I especially know how rare the beam of light that breaks through the layers of darkness is.

But Gu Chuanxia's answer was greatly unexpected by him.

"I'm sorry! I'm not going to give you the answer. It's up to you to dig it yourself. ”

"Why?" Xie Qianchou was stunned for a moment, and there was a feeling that he had been waiting for a long time, but suddenly found that his idol was disillusioned.

There was also a buzz all around, and many people began to discuss it in low voices, although there were no disrespectful words, but there were some partial sounds. Most of them also have doubts and want to ask Gu Chuanxia for advice. However, the fire in their hearts was suddenly poured with a basin of cold water and extinguished in an instant.

Chu Mad sat closest to Gu Chuanxia, and he didn't care about the other martial arts taught by Gu Chuanxia. He just repeatedly recited the "Freedom Sutra" handed down by the ancient heroes, because he felt that only the "Freedom Sutra" created by the masterpieces of ancient chivalry and martial arts was suitable for him, so that he could stand above everyone and become a man on the ground.

It's just that the "Freedom Sutra" is jerky and difficult to understand after all, although Chu Mad is conceited, he also knows that he can only understand about one percent of the entire "Freedom Sutra", and a large part of this one percent is still guessed, and whether it is correct or not remains to be discussed.

was about to ask Gu Chuanxia a question and ask Gu Chuanxia to explain it to him in detail, but Gu Chuanxia said something that he couldn't explain, which made him swallow this breath.

As the saying goes, a teacher preaches, teaches and solves doubts. Why do you preach and teach but don't understand why?" Chu asked loudly.

Gu Chuanxia snorted coldly, and this sound was like a muffled thunder exploding in Chu Yan's ears.

In an instant, Chu Mad bled from all his orifices, and most of the spirit of the whole person was drained.

"I don't care about you, it doesn't mean that you can really blame me wantonly, and next time, I will definitely expel you from the division and take back all your martial arts. ”

The ancient legend's gaze surrounded the crowd.

"I know that you all have the same resentment in your hearts, and you may not dare to open your mouth to question it directly, like this criminal, but there is no resentment in your hearts. ”

"The disciples are afraid, but we don't dare. In the crowd, many people bowed down in unison, and they didn't even dare to say it.

"That's right, I can explain all your doubts, give you a satisfactory answer, and show you a seemingly correct path. But is it really good for you?"

Gu Chuanxia waved his sleeves, and the floating clouds around him flew, and there were figures churning in the clouds, evolving various images.

"No, this is to erase your possibilities and hinder the true development of martial arts. There is never a path that is completely correct, and there is no difference between the wrong path and the right path, the important thing is whether the scenery you see on the road really makes you feel that you have no regrets in this life. ”

The phantom in the floating clouds changed, and two sets of similar but different claw techniques unfolded at the same time, one of which opened and closed in a grand manner, full of mystery and delicacy. The other is weird and vicious, ghostly, and dizzying.

"This is the Nine Yin Divine Claw and the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. The knowledgeable Jianghu immediately shouted.

"Yes! If Mei Chaofeng hadn't misread the scriptures and understood the martial arts practice methods in the Nine Yin True Scriptures in the past, then there would never be an evil, vicious, but extremely cruel and ruthless claw method in this world. With her character, to cultivate the true Nine Yin Divine Claw, her achievements may be far from reaching the realm in the future. Gu Chuanxia said.

We are all pathfinders and trailblazers. What the teacher gives us is only a direction, a fire, and it must be us who really light up the front and step on the road. If we are just following the footsteps of the teacher, we will only be able to look at the teacher's back for the rest of our lives. There may be no one among us who can catch up with the teacher, or even compare it to the teacher's chance, but the teacher is never willing to replace us and erase him. ”

"Teacher's great grace... Xie Qianchou knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. He cried bitterly, not only blaming himself for his misunderstanding of Gu Chuanxia, but also touching Gu Chuanxia's 'respect'.

Wandering in the rivers and lakes, he has lost his dignity many years ago, and now he is picked up again and then placed away, this kind of emotion cannot be expressed in words, but it can only turn into two lines of turbid tears.

Chu Mad was lying on the ground at the moment, looking at Gu Chuanxia with a look of resentment and struggle.

On the one hand, he somewhat believed Gu Chuanxia's words, after all, his background was complicated, and he had a lot more knowledge than ordinary martial artists. But on the other hand, he suspected that Gu Chuanxia was sweeping away his own treasures.

He has fallen into the demon of the ego, but he has forgotten the roots. If the ancient legend is really self-cherishing, why take him as an apprentice, and why teach him?

The ancient legend preached, taught, and did not solve doubts, leaving the problem to every warrior himself. Let them find their own true answers.

This is a kind of freedom, a kind of ideological emancipation and connivance, which is in line with the concept of the "Book of Freedom" created by Gu Chuanxia.

Looking at the crowd who had already started their own discussions in the audience, Gu Chuanxia showed a smile, and at the same time had some new ideas and ideas for the "Book of Freedom" that he had created.

When it comes to the realm of ancient legends, creativity is often the most important place. As long as he has an idea, he can basically make it happen. Therefore, many martial artists who stand on the path choose to travel around the heavens and worlds, just to stimulate their thinking and sprout new inspiration from the collision of different martial arts principles.

At the same time, the consciousness of the ancient legend is attached to the dream world itself, listening to the voices of the masters from all walks of life in the whole world.

Each of them is the top powerhouse in the world, even if they are not as good as the ancient heroes, their insights into martial arts will still have a lot of inspiration for the ancient heroes.

Among them, Xiao Feng has insights into time and space, which makes all kinds of ideas in the minds of ancient heroes constantly be opened. He would not forget that the method of initiation in the original dream was able to travel through time. It's just that he hasn't dug out the specific mystery so far.

Although his "Great Dream Heart Sutra" can create a dream world, it does not have the ability to travel through time. Even the dream world, which is becoming more and more powerful and stable, has only roughly begun to possess its own temporal attributes, which does not help to travel through the real world in the slightest, to travel between the past and the future.

(To be continued.) )