Chapter 32: The Difference Between a Monk and a True Man

"Are you done now?" asked the man in the green robe.

"This ......" Lu Yihan probably wanted to say something more,

Seeing Lu Yihan's appearance, the man in Tsing Yi and robe panicked instantly, and immediately said: "If people don't have faith, they won't stand, you little ghost, it's clear that it's the last problem just now." ”

"Like...... Say it!" Lu Yihan's tone was clearly uncertain, and then he said: "Hehe! Who told me that I have a bad memory." ”

This time, the man in the green robe was really angry, and he was furious, and said: "Who are you little devil coaxing you! ”

The two of them quarreled for a long time, and the man in the green robe seemed to be afraid that Lu Yihan would talk nonsense again, so he said: "I am a person with great cultivation...... Hey, hey, what kind of eyes are you little ghost! What so-and-so said is true, it's true, is it possible that you didn't believe so-and-so?"

Before the words of the man in the green robe were finished, Lu Yihan's eyes showed hesitation, and then he was a "liar". When the word "liar" appeared on Lu Yihan's face, the man in Tsing Yi and the robe was not calm at all.

"Many years ago, the sky was full of fireworks, and I ...... alone"

Who knew that before the middle-aged man's words could be finished, Lu Yihan interrupted him: "Bragging!"

"Boom ......"

A green thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the empty world, about the size of a baby's arm. The green thunder fell, and in an instant, it slashed towards Lu Yihan, only to see Lu Yihan covered in a spirit, and then his eyes were dumbfounded, and a puff of white smoke came out when his mouth opened.

The man in the green robe put his fist to his lips, coughed and said, "Ahem......! Look, you little is so ugly that even God can't listen to it. ”

In the empty world, one big and one small don't seem to be very serious.

Fortunately, after playing for a while, the man in Tsing Yi and the robe remembered what was going on, so he said to Lu Yihan: "Let's practice the sword first! Your swordsmanship is so bad that you can't even pull out the sheath of the long sword in your hand, and such a swordsman won't live long." ”

It was not the first time that similar words appeared in Lu Yihan's ears, Lu Yihan nodded but said: "Hmph! Zhu Rong said that my strength is still small, and when I grow up, I will not be able to pull out the sword." Hit by green thunder, although Lu Yihan was still a little confused, he always felt that he couldn't get rid of the man in the green robe in front of him, so his tone was not gentle when he spoke.

How did the man in the green robe know what Zhu Rong's words meant, he didn't break it, but just smiled and said: "Let's practice the sword first! When you finish practicing your swordsmanship, you can also draw the long sword in your hand." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yihan nodded obediently again, and looked like he agreed with the words of the man in Tsing Yi and robe, Lu Yihan asked: "Sword Immortal, why do you say that I always feel that this dream is so long, and I always feel so tired after practicing the swordsmanship you taught me." ”

The man in the green robe was also the sword fairy in Lu Yihan's mouth smiled slightly, his smile was a little coquettish, but it seemed that a donkey was laughing shamelessly in Lu Yihan's ears. Of course, the Sword Immortal didn't know what Lu Yihan was thinking at this time, and if he knew, he would be so good and coquettish.

"You little ghost, I told you, you pricked up your ears and listened to so-and-so. With the power of great supernatural powers, the dream of this little ghost has been extended a lot, and you can practice the sword here for a day, just like practicing outside for a year. The sword fairy laughed triumphantly, but he didn't know that Lu Yihan's face was full of anger at this time, Lu Yihan said: "I said that I always feel tired to death every time I get up or in my dreams these days, it turns out that this is the reason, you actually let me practice sword for a year in a night......'s dream? You're so ruthless!"

After Lu Yihan's words were finished, the sword immortal also began to get serious, and he sighed slightly: "Alas, you kid, you have Baoshan in your hand and still complain about the lack ......of silver taels, do you know how many people in the Six Dao have such a good opportunity as you?

The sword immortal who said it realized that he seemed to be about to leak his mouth, so he immediately stopped and didn't dare to say any more.

"Why don't you say it?" Lu Yihan said.

The sword immortal shook his head and just sighed, but he refused to continue to finish the following words: "Child, I just want to tell you that you must cherish this great opportunity, after all, it is really not easy. Speaking of this, the sword fairy was a little sad, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly seemed to change into another person, only to hear him say: "Today I want to teach another set of swordsmanship, the name of this set of swordsmanship is called: 'Heart Sword', you take care of it." ”

The sword fairy's hands, which had nothing in it, suddenly had an extra cyan long sword, the long sword matched the sword fairy's clothes very well, and the wind was automatically very chic.

The long sword hummed, and the piercing sound of the sword pierced through the sky.

Lu Yihan only saw two tears falling on the blurred face of the sword fairy, and the tears fell on the sword body of the long sword, wiping the long sword, the blue light skyrocketed, and then he saw a blue light fly away from the sword fairy's right hand like a meteor piercing the sky, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Yihan's ears heard a loud noise, as if thunder had descended from the sky.

The blue light dissipated, and a chuckle came out of the sword fairy's mouth: "Child, can you see clearly?"

Lu Yihan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after hearing the words of the Sword Immortal, his pale face couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment, he moved his neck with difficulty, and said in disappointment: "No...... It's too fast. ”

Who knew that the Sword Immortal didn't get angry after listening to Lu Yihan's words, he just smiled faintly, and then asked again: "Child, do you know what is the difference between a monk and a real person?"

Lu Yihan shook his head, he vaguely remembered that the first time he told him this, it seemed to be a girl, but he couldn't remember it anymore.

Sword Immortal Dao: "Monks are the same as real people, they all have five realms, the realm of monks is training, solid veins, enlightenment, condensation, and golden pills, and then the five realms of real people are small paths, avenues, cutting paths, combined paths, and royal paths." There are many geniuses in the monk realm, and there are many of them, and many of them are like carps in the river. But do you know why there are so many carps and so few human realms?"

Where would Lu Yihan know, he had to helplessly start shaking his head again.

Seeing Lu Yihan shaking his head, the sword immortal sighed before saying: "This is the point to be said, no matter what your talent is in the monk realm, as long as you can endure hardships, plus a certain opportunity, you can always form a golden pill in a hundred years or a thousand years." However, the realm of real people is different, for real people, the word "suffering" has long been useless, they rely on "enlightenment". Tell you that a very talented person may be able to form a golden pill in a hundred years, but what about a real person? Even if it is 500 years or a thousand years, it may not be, and the realm of a real person has nothing to do with talent or hardship. For thousands of years, all real people have been lonely people, and by the time they realize the realm of real people, everything will not be the same as before. ”

"Are you lamenting the ruthlessness of time?" Lu Yihan asked in the blink of an eye.

The Sword Immortal nodded, smiled bitterly, and said, "Yes, every real person has that monster who didn't come out of loneliness?" Practicing for thousands of years, lonely for ten thousand years...... When it finally turned into a pile of loess, no one cried. Sad!"