Ishikawa sighed secretly, feeling annoyed, and originally wanted to use these three sentences that he was familiar with in his previous life in front of Zhu Shanhe, but he dug a big hole and filled himself in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But looking at Zhu Shanhe's current appearance, if he doesn't continue to fool him, the result will be unimaginable.

Forget it, anyway, there's nothing to do today, so I'll just sit here and chat with you......

Ishikawa turned back into the pavilion, lifted his eyelids, and pointed to the messy tabletop.

Zhu Shanhe comprehended, arranged the wine and food on the stone table at a speed several times faster than usual, and after filling Ishikawa with a glass of wine, he sat there upright, pricked up his ears and listened.

Ishikawa ate a few bites of something and drank another glass of spirit wine, and then said slowly: "Old Zhu, it's not that I belittle you, to be honest, you have hardly really stepped into the first layer of the gate to see the mountain is the mountain and the water is the water." ”

Zhu Shanhe helped Ishikawa fill the wine glass, and said, "I want to hear it." ”

Ishikawa struggled to recall memories that had been so long that it was difficult to grasp, and said slowly: "In the first realm of sword cultivation, the mountains are mountains, and the water is water. It refers to the beginning of practicing kendo, the move is the move, the sword trick is the sword trick, what you see is the appearance, and you don't think deeply about its internal rules, so you believe that the truth is what you see. However, if the understanding of kendo is only superficial, after all, it will not be able to see through the mysteries, and the best thing is nothing more than a single glance, which will lead to doubts about the practice of kendo. ”

Zhu Shanhe thought of his current situation, and couldn't help but gasp, in the past, he could always hear many thought-provoking remarks from Ishikawa, but he didn't expect that today's words were simply simple and deafening.

After pondering deeply, Zhu Shanhe couldn't wait to ask: "Then is it not a mountain to see a mountain, and is it not a second realm of water to see water?"

Ishikawa now has two big heads, but looking at Zhu Shanhe's red eyes, he still has to continue to make up painfully: "The second realm of sword cultivation: look at the mountain is not a mountain, and see the water is not water." There are too many connotations and rules hidden behind the surface of the moves, sword tricks, which are summarized by generations of amazing predecessors, when you break the surface and go inward, everything is like a flower in the fog, it seems to be true and illusory, it seems to be true or false, the mountain is not a mountain, the water is not water, and then there is confusion, hesitation, Suffering and struggling, some people sink into the complex world of swordsmanship, while others can have a flash of inspiration and grasp the most fundamental essence from it, so as to step into the third realm of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water. ”

After taking a sip of wine and eating a few mouthfuls of fruit, Ishikawa sighed and continued to make up with a numb scalp: "The third realm of sword cultivation: look at the mountain is the mountain, and see the water is the water." This is a kind of insight into the law after the return to the truth, but not everyone can reach this realm, from the vast sea of moves and sword tricks to the point, know what they are pursuing, what they want to give up, and form a sword intent that truly belongs to themselves, at this time, look at the mountain or the mountain, the water is still the water, but this mountain and this water, in the eyes, has another connotation. ”

"When you reach the third realm of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water, your cultivation in kendo can be regarded as truly entering the hall. After Ishikawa finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the secret path was finally over, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Zhu Shanhe on the opposite side was trembling like crazy, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two small suns rising.

"What's the situation, Lao Zhu won't be fooled by me......"

"If you tell him that what I said just now is made up casually, will Lao Zhu directly pull out his sword and stab me?"

When Ishikawa was worried, Zhu Shanhe suddenly slapped the table, was at a loss with excitement, and said loudly: "Takami, it's really Takami!"

Ishikawa breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Do you feel like listening to me is better than reading for ten years?"

Zhu Shanhe sighed with emotion: "Yes! Absolutely, Senior Brother, the method you pointed out actually pointed directly to the generation of sword intent, and it sounded very reasonable, I decided, no matter whether it can be achieved in the end or not, I have to try it." ”

"In such a world where masters are everywhere, shouldn't this thing be a big road commodity, how can you look at Lao Zhu's appearance as if he is very excited?" Ishikawa thought about it again and again, and finally didn't dare to ask anything, after all, he was not a pure sword cultivator, and he didn't know anything about sword cultivation at all, for fear that the thing he asked was too low-level and would make Zhu Shanhe crazy.

"Simplify into complex, go to the complex, and go straight to the core......" Zhu Shanhe muttered to himself, he couldn't wait for a moment, and disappeared in front of Ishikawa with his long sword without even saying hello.

Ishikawa smiled and threw all his worries behind his ears, slowly pouring himself a drink, enjoying a rare leisurely afternoon.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the cool breeze is blowing, Ishikawa slowly drank a pot of spiritual wine, and he actually felt a little drunk, he sighed leisurely, closed his eyes and tried to empty his mind, and let his thoughts fly freely.

I don't know how much time has passed, but when Ishikawa opened his eyes again, he was suddenly startled by a pair of bright lantern-like eyes that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The black-scaled snake honestly lay in front of Ishikawa, its whole body stiff and did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing the guy who had made it feel terrified.

Ishikawa covered his forehead and groaned helplessly, thinking that why did he come here again at this time, you must know that he should be sitting and drinking in the pavilion of the small courtyard, which is not a good thing if others find out about his abnormality.

"Let's go, since you're here, let's kill a few more guys who don't have long eyes, I don't know if I can break through that layer of separation this time. ”

Ishikawa patted the head of the black-scaled snake, reached out and grabbed the fang, which had been extremely handy, and randomly chose a direction and wandered with the black-scaled snake.

Pulling the fanged spear from the chest of a large horse covered in fine scales and horns, and feeling a faint force penetrate into his eyebrows, Ishikawa sighed, he could now feel that the last bit of fog was left of the diaphragm, but it was as tough as a kraft candy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tear it apart.

Ishikawa waved his hand casually, signaling the black snake to swallow the dead horse, and took the first step himself, carrying the fanged spear and continuing to walk forward.

Before he knew it, Ishikawa had once again come to the edge of the Black-scaled Serpent's territory.

In the past two years, he didn't know how many times he had come to this world, and he didn't know how many times he had stopped beside this invisible dividing line, but this time, he had a strong desire and killing intent in his heart, constantly urging himself to cross this dividing line and go to the territory of another fierce beast to kill him.

The black-scaled serpent cowered and followed behind Ishikawa, its dim vertical pupils implying fear, and kept patrolling the other side.

The frustration in his chest grew heavier and heavier, and Ishikawa clenched the fanged spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pointed to the opposite side, and he crossed the invisible dividing line with one stride.

The black-scaled serpent behind him spat out a long scarlet tongue letter and followed Ishikawa without hesitation.