Chapter 61: The Cold Mountains and the Stars Are Like Rain (I)

The wind is light and the sword is collected at night. People who have no view of Li vaguely recognize this set of swordsmanship, that is, the "Thirteen Swords of Spring Water Lingbo" once performed by the youth, which is vast and expansive, far worse. The swordsmanship is the "Thirteen Swords of Spring Water Lingbo", from simple to complex, from the supernatural to the outside of the image and into the creation of the flow, it is a kind of new sword that is born and re-enters the world.

The sword light was still vivid in everyone's minds. The rich charm of the way of the sword, and the heavenly Ni, because of it, is endless. The more you taste it, the more profound it feels.

The moon-white monk's robe of the "poor monk" is automatic without wind. The double pupils are neither smoke nor fog, blurry and scattered. The Buddha's heart ripples with sword intent, the accumulation of a lifetime of swordsmanship, turbulent and surging, in an instant, the eyes are clear, just like empty water. The young man stood in front of him, casually holding his long sword, and smiled slightly. That graceful demeanor, indescribable Gao Miao.

Exactly: I have gone with the immortals and now returned, and the empty people of the lonely mountain are even colder.

The bottom of his tongue thundered, and he immediately meditated on the ground, closed his eyes and pondered. Half an hour, the "poor monk" chanted again, long and long. He opened his eyes and said, "Childe will show it again." ”

"No. ”

The young man took out the sword, and the sound of the sword was like a crane roaring in Jiugao. In the sword realm, the heaven and the earth are clear, and the sky and the river are slanted. The swordsmanship is still the same as before, but it is extremely slow. The sword is overflowing, and the tide is rising. That rhythm, familiar to everyone in the audience, is the mysterious rhythm that retains the sword intent for Li Fujian. The sound of the big sound and the hope, the sword realm is illusory, the white dew is warm and the sky is warm, the moon is flowing in the sky, the quality of the rise is leisurely, the beauty of the clear light, the forest is verdant, and the sky is beautiful. One, two, three sword flowers, blooming, without beginning and end, as if the creatures of the world are happy, and the world is full of vitality. The traces of the swordsmanship are clear.

One set of swordsmanship, two kinds of kendo content, is unimaginable to all people.

Before the swordsmanship was finished, the "poor monk" trembled all over, chanting Zen Feifei, and had to use the Buddhist kendo obsession to resist the temptation of the realm of kendo in the light night.

The young man's last sword move, the sword in the heart of the "poor monk", was so excited that it was like boiling soup, and his mind could no longer bear it. The cross-knee wisdom sword of Buddhism is erected, and the suffering, collection, extinction, and Tao of the four truths are many sword styles, colorful and dancing. The Four Noble Truths are like boating on a sea of suffering, and in the end there is no birth and no destruction. Now he is sitting and deducing, from immeasurable suffering to the right path of Nirvana, and has become a kendo illusion. The Buddha is merciful and compassionate, pulls out the suffering, the four swords fly together, as if the fate is deep, the spiritual roots are planted, the Jialing is broken, and the incense is like a dead stream.

The "poor monk" was pulled by the qi machine, standing up and holding the sword, and attacking the wind and the light night.

The young man took a sword step by step, and practiced brilliance.

This sword fight was born suddenly, Ning Wenwen, Wen Ren Gentleman, Night Remnant Star, Huang Zhenpeng, and Master Huixin saw the clues. The wind light night shows the Wuli view of kendo, so that the third time, the realm of kendo, will also change. Countless times, there are countless kendo styles. Because the swordsmanship demonstrates a way of "everything is suitable for leisure".

It is exactly contrary to the sword theory of the Four Truths, the sword of innocence, immeasurable suffering, and non-birth and non-destruction. Everything in the world has its own trajectory of birth and death, and it moves with the movement of heaven and earth. The trajectory of self-destruction, the joy of life, joy because of life, not sad because of extinction, such as leisure.

On the contrary, the "poor monk" doesn't have to care about the interference of the young man's sword realm. In the wind and light night swordsmanship, it seems to lead a faint sound of the flow of the heavenly way, how to cultivate the sword path of Buddhism, the highest is not the peak of humanity. Compared with the way of heaven and humanity, there is a big gap between the higher levels. If you allow the Wuli Guan Kendo to be waved over and over again, no matter how deep the cultivation of the Buddha nature of the "poor monk" is, it will eventually be lost.

As a last resort, we can only fight.

The young man in the green shirt is thin, between the handsome eyebrows, with a smile, the sword is agile, thriving, his posture is like standing on the top of a lonely mountain, the sword light rolls the autumn breeze, and the nature is natural, and the vitality is vigorous. Or there is a rainbow stunning, or there are spring flowers are gorgeous, or there are clouds floating up, or there is a morning sun obliquely. The sword moves are like a river of water, surging endlessly.

Ning Tingxue hugged Han'er, as if returning to the scene of the sword dancing cloud in the middle stage. Ling Qian's thousands of miles of smoke and waves, he went to the world, picked up the red dust, danced all over the sky, and dyed the wind and moon. This little girl, in the swing of the young man's sword, thought that she was the Yiren who had been released with the boy for the rest of her life. The girl's cheeks were dizzy, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she didn't know that Han'er stretched out her claws and scratched her cheeks.

But seeing the cold place of the sword light, who is ruthless with the long sword?

The four innocent swords of the four truths, which are in the night remnant stars, rather ask questions, and smell people and gentlemen, are sad and neighing from beginning to end. The Four Truths Sword Style, half of it, the young man took the lead as expected, the cold star at the tip of the sword was a little bit, dragging in, the "poor monk" sword path cultivation, almost out of nowhere, homeopathic change moves, blocking the young man's awe-inspiring sword momentum, but attacking. This sword style, half of it, the cold star passed away, and went straight to the weak point of the Four Truths swordsmanship, and the "poor monk" changed again. To more than 1,000 moves, the four noble sword styles of suffering, concentration, extinction, and Taoism are all complete. That feeling, as if half of the breath, was forcibly pressed, the hand that was pressed loosened, and the second half of the breath was forcefully covered to the air.

The sword has been going back and forth for so long, and I don't hear the sound of the two swords, although the sword style is uneven, and the sword moves are intertwined, but it is still like the two of them demonstrating the way of the sword to each other.

The "poor monk" and the few top kendo masters in the Izumo cultivation realm have all fought with swords. even went to the Demon Domain, and met with the Demon Domain Sword Tianzun Hou Muguan, and discussed swords and sword fights in Weishi Mountain for a whole month. A demon and a monk have become confidants because of their sword friendship. Hou Muguan said: The magic of the sword of the younger Buddha sect is not as good as the flower Sanzang. Of course, this was 230 years ago.

Therefore, the sword fight in his life, only with the young man, is bitter and bitter, and the truth is true. At the level of swordsmanship, the mere teenager surpassed him, which was already amazing. The sword style and sword moves are all restricted everywhere, on the one hand, the sword realm is due to the high pressure and low pressure, and on the other hand, it is indeed the young man's Wuli view of the swordsmanship Xuanyuan and subtle. Such a peerless kendo genius was born without a Li view, and after a long time, this Wu Li view is in one vein, looking at the north of the sky, and will definitely chase after the Xingxing Sword Sect of the Moyang Kingdom in the Southern Regions.

This battle is coming to an end, unless the "poor monk" changes to another Buddhist swordsmanship.

The wind is light and the night sword style is magnificent, and the light of the sword tip pours like rain. The "poor monk" jumped out of the shroud of the sword momentum and shouted, "Don't fight!"

The blade of the sword was slashed in a lonely way, and the three hairs were swept off. fluttering and falling to the ground. The "poor monk" did not regret it, leaned over to pick it up, and put it in his sleeve.

Feng Qingye was embarrassed and said, "The master has another Buddhist sword, why don't you fight for a while?"

The "poor monk" was silent, looked at the young man for a long time, and said: "The poor monk's Four Noble Truths Innocent Sword loses, and other Buddhist swords will also lose." It's just a futile battle. Childe's sword, standing in the world, has been high and cold, no wonder bluntly said 'the four truths of the innocent sword is not the way of the sword', and only Childe despises the arrogant kendo realm, dare to do this. ”

Feng Qingye said: "The kid is arrogant, don't worry about the master. ”

"Haha, how can you not be at ease? The poor monk will always take it to heart. When the son enters the realm of the Yuanying, I will look for you, go to the height of the nine heavens, and fight another sword. On that day, the poor monk's sword magic power was fully displayed!"

"No. ”

The "poor monk" said that he had no view of the li. Drill into the sky and fly south.