Chapter 37 I only look at the heart

The speed at which the sword stabbed was unmatched, but the speed at which it stopped was also unbelievably fast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sword stabbed in front of the wooden Dao man only a foot away before it suddenly slowed down, but it stopped instantly. When he paused, the blade of the sword did not shake at all.

The blade of the sword is straight, pointing directly at the wooden man.

Mu Daoren didn't move, he looked at the sword and looked at the people, but his body had already revealed a terrifying aura that was completely different from usual, that was the momentum of a peerless swordsman.

The Mudao man has not drawn his sword for seventeen years, and even if he has not drawn his sword for seventeen years, the Mudao man is still a Mudao man, and he is still the terrifying swordsman who is unparalleled in the world.

Jiang Feng stood on one side, he had already felt the sword intent and murderous aura on the Mu Dao people, and at this moment he even felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain, and his whole body felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

At this moment, he finally understood what his righteous brother Yan Nantian had said to him: even though the Mudao people hadn't touched the sword for seventeen years, the Mudao people were still practicing the sword and practicing the sword with their hearts.

At this moment, whether it is Yan Nantian or Chu Feng, it can be seen that although Mu Dao people still do not hold a sword, they still do not have a sword, but they are still one of the most brilliant swordsmen in the sky and on the earth, Mu Dao people are still the first swordsmen in Wudang in the past, Mu Dao people are still the peerless swordsmen who are enough to rank in the top three in the past, and can even compete with Xue Yiren.

Mu Daoren sat straight on the stone chair, he didn't take out the sword, but at this time he seemed to have turned into a sword, a peerless sword of ancient times.

He looked at the sword, the Taixu Sword that had followed him for forty years, and his eyes had turned into a sword, looking at the Taixu Sword.

Suddenly, an incredible scene appeared in front of Yan Nantian.

The Taixu Sword that had stopped in front of Mu Daoren's eyes suddenly moved, at first the tip of the sword trembled, and soon the sword body trembled, emitting a loud sword sound.

Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged, his wrist flicked, his palm held the hilt of the sword, and he struck the sword towards the wooden man.

The speed at which this sword flew out was even faster than the speed at which it was stabbed just now, and at this moment, even Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng, who knew that Chen Feng would definitely not hurt the Wood Dao people, couldn't help but worry about the Mu Dao people.

Mu Daoren's face did not change in the slightest, he just waved his hand slightly, and the sword that pierced him like lightning appeared in his hand.

His hand hadn't held the sword for seventeen years, and he hadn't held the Taixu Sword, but today his hand held the sword, and he held the Taixu Sword.

The people of the Mudao people have already gotten up, he has already held the Taixu Sword, and the first swordsman of Wudang in the past seems to have returned to his hands with the Taixu Sword, and the first swordsman of Wudang has also returned.

Yan Nantian looked at the Mu Dao man, he could clearly feel that the Taixu Sword returned to the Mu Dao Man's hand, and the incomparably sharp momentum on the Mu Dao Man slowly calmed down, and soon that terrifying and even magnificent momentum disappeared with the return of the Tai Void Sword.

The wooden road man is still the wooden road person, and it seems that he is still the wooden road man who likes to play chess and drink, walk the rivers and lakes, and enjoy the world.

The only difference is that the current Mudao people have a sword in their hands, a peerless and terrifying sword - Taixu.

Chu Feng's expression was calm, he had already sat down in the pavilion, looking at Mu Daoren and Yan Nantian with a smile.

Yan Nantian looked at the Mudao people, his eyes flashed with essence and thoughtfulness.

Mu Daoren didn't look at Chu Feng, nor at Yan Nantian, he stared at the sword, the sword that hadn't been pulled out for seventeen years.

After seventeen years, he finally pulled out this sword, and pulled out the sword that was both his glory and his shame.

At this moment, the glory and shame are gone, the anger, injustice, anguish, and melancholy of the past are gone, and everything is gone with the unsheath of the sword.

He only has this sword in his eyes, and he only has this sword in his heart.

Chu Feng didn't speak, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Daoren finally withdrew his gaze from the sword, he inserted the sword into the scabbard, walked up to Chen Feng, and bowed.

Yan Nantian didn't understand, Jiang Feng didn't understand, they didn't understand why the Mudao people saluted.

Chu Feng didn't dodge, he was still sitting in the pavilion, looking at the wooden Dao man calmly.

Mu Daoren also looked at Chu Feng, and he said, "Do you know that I haven't pulled out the Taixu Sword for seventeen years?"

Chu Feng nodded: "I know." ”

Mu Dao said: "You know why I haven't pulled out this sword for seventeen years. ”

Chu Feng shook his head, he didn't know, so he shook his head, he said, "Why?"

Mu Dao said: "Because I dare not take it, I am not worthy of pulling out this sword." ”

Chu Feng's eyes shot a gleam, and he looked at Mu Daoren: "What now?"

The hand of the wooden man grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword was once again drawn from its scabbard.

This time the sword was drawn very slowly, this was not a sword drawing at all, but a sword viewing, and after a while, the sword was pulled out of its scabbard.

The wooden man held the sword in his hand and looked at the sword with his eyes.

The Taixu Sword is a famous sword, compared to the seven-star sword in the hands of Shi Yan, the head of Wudang. However, for the Mudao people, the importance of the Taixu Sword is far greater than that of the Seven Star Sword.

He pulled out the sword not to kill, but to watch the sword.

This sword is unpretentious, like the ancient artifact cadre Mo Xie, it doesn't look sharp, and even very simple.

However, this is indeed a very sharp sword, which even Yulang Jiang Feng, who knows the most about swords here, can see.

This sword did not appear in front of Jiang Feng, Chu Feng, and Yan Nantian for too long, and it seemed that the Mu Dao people were also stingy with this sword appearing in the eyes of others, so it was only ten breaths of time, and this sword had already been hidden in the scabbard.

The sword was sheathed, and the light in the eyes of the wooden Dao people gradually disappeared, replaced by an incomparable depth.

His gaze had shifted from the sword to Yan Nantian, and Yan Nantian's gaze had also shifted from the Taixu to the person of the Mu Dao Man.

Yan Nantian looked at Mu Daoren, his expression was already a little different from just now.

Just now he looked at the Mudao people with respect, and at this moment he looked at the Mudao people with admiration, even respect, and he didn't hide this at all, so no matter who he was, he could see it.

Mu Daoren's eyes were as deep and vast as the sea, he looked at Yan Nantian, a smile appeared on his clear face, and said, "How about that sword just now?"

"Good sword, there are many swords in Excalibur Villa, but none of them seem to be comparable to this sword. Yan Nantian said honestly.

Mu Daoren was satisfied, and he continued to ask, "How am I, a swordsman?"

Yan Nantian's answer this time was not as fast as just now, he was silent for a long time before answering Mu Daoren's question, he stared at Mu Daoren word by word and said, "I'm not sure to defeat you." ”

This answer Mu Dao Ren was not very satisfied, but he was also very satisfied, he looked at Yan Nantian and said, "Did you see the action of my sword holding and drawing the sword just now?" ”

Yan Nantian nodded, just now Mu Daoren's sword holding and drawing movements were very slow, he was not blind, so he naturally saw it clearly: "I saw it." ”

Mu Dao said: "Do you think it is the sword that controls the man, or the man who controls the sword?"

Yan Nantian shook his head: "I can't see it." ”

Mu Daoren said again: "Why can't you see it?"

Yan Nantian said: "Because the seniors don't care whether the person controls the sword or the sword controls the person." ”

Mu Daoren restrained the smile on his face and said, "Please advise." ”

The master is the teacher, this sentence is not only for the reader, but also the wise saying. The same is true for swordsmen, and now the Mudao people are asking for advice.

Yan Nantian did not hesitate, nor was he afraid, he said: "Because the predecessors and the sword have been integrated, you can't see the sword, and you can't see the person." ”

Mu Daoren smiled, he stared at Yan Nantian: "Do you already understand." ”

Yan Nantian knew what Mu Dao was asking, and he nodded.

Mu Dao said: "You still have doubts. ”

Yan Nantian shook his head, his gaze had shifted from Mu Daoren's body to Chu Feng's body, and he said, "Dare to ask Brother Chu how to look at the swordsman and the sword." ”

Chu Feng stood up, looked at Yan Nantian who was close at hand, and said, "Am I a swordsman?"

This is a simple question, this question can be answered until anyone who knows Chu Feng's name, and Yan Nantian will naturally answer it.

Yan Nantian said: "If you are not a swordsman, there are not many people in the world who can be called a swordsman." ”

Chu Feng continued to ask, "Are you a swordsman?"

Yan Nantian nodded: "I'm a swordsman." ”

Chu Feng said: "Why are you a swordsman?"

Yan Nantian frowned, and after a while, he said, "Because I have a sword in my heart." As he said this, his eyes were already glowing.

Chu Feng said: "Is it true that people who have a sword in their hearts are swordsmen?"

Yan Nantian was silent again, he had no way to answer this sentence.

Chu Fengren had already sat down, and he continued: "I don't have a sword in my hand, but I'm still a swordsman. A person who has a sword in his heart may not be a swordsman, why?"

"Who is a swordsman, and who is not a swordsman?"

"Why are some people swordsmen and others not?"

He asked three questions with a face, but Yan Nantian didn't answer a word, his didn't wrinkle even more, but the light in his eyes became more dazzling.

Chu Feng didn't ask, he said slowly: "I don't know if I'm a swordsman, I know if I have a sword on my body, I know if I have a sword in my heart, I also know, I don't know if I'm driving the sword, I don't know if the sword is controlling me." I seem to know only one thing. ”

"Which point. ”

Chu Feng pointed to his heart and said, "I know my heart, I just need to know my heart and look at my heart." ”

Yan Nantian closed his mouth, and he was silent again.

There was already light in Mu Daoren's eyes, but it was fleeting, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes when he looked at Chu Feng, but it was also fleeting.

He turned around and walked to the corner of the pavilion, looked at the Wudang Golden Hall high above, and muttered to himself in his heart: "You only need to know your heart, right?"

Mu Daoren looked at Wudang Mountain, and he seemed to be looking at his heart.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't gazed at his heart for many years, and this time, he found that there was no fog on his heart, and he could see his heart clearly.

Wudang is written on his heart.