It was raining outside the window, and a little drop of water was splashing and scattering, dripping, clicking, and the eaves were falling a little bit, and the sound was knocking on my heart. It is the rainy time in midsummer, the ditch is full of ditches and ditches, the stepping stones are clean and clean, and the grass and trees are verdant and oily. Sitting in front of the window alone, his thoughts are like a curtain of rain, continuous, continuous, inside and out! After thinking about it again and again, he was reluctant to admit it, and he recognized it, how could he practice his sword in the heavy rain?

Who is hating the heavens and resenting the earth? Who is to blame for this? Speaking of helplessness, you see that today I want to practice, partial life to catch up with the heavy rainy day, it seems that this is a bad fate, confused for another day! Practicing swords, practicing swords, when will I be able to swordsmanship for nine days, hey! Daoist Fang watched the rain from the window, stroked the three-foot Qingfeng with his hands and raised his eyebrows, looked at the haze everywhere in the air, and let out a long breath of depression in his chest, saying, I don't blame me for this! Yes, it's not as good as back then, Daoist Fang has grown up, and Daoist Fang is now ambitious, so Fang Yin just said lightly-

Human life is destined by heaven, which can be seen from this.

"Therefore, the heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically. "Master Mengzi has learned these words of Daoist Fang, and he has memorized them very well! You see how well people say them, aren't these words a true portrayal of Daoist Fang's people and deeds! Heaven has sent a great responsibility, and heaven has sent a great responsibility! At present, there is a great responsibility, that is, at the Mid-Autumn Festival next year! Suddenly sighing, suddenly smiling, suddenly proud, suddenly frowning and shaking his head.

In other words, this is Fang Lizhi's return, the next day.

of the afternoon.

Yes, Fang Lizhi.

If you want to do it, you must set up your will, and the sky will send you a great task, and you will have a great ambition.

Now that Dazhi has it, then next: "Fang Daoyou, it's really leisurely!" But he saw Niu Dazhi push open the window, and greeted with a smile: "Go! I don't have time to pay attention to you!" Fang Daoist glanced sideways, frowned and snorted, and slammed the window tightly! What is the matter, how can this be reasonable! Nonsense, who is leisurely! This is obviously a busy leisure, the practice is too tired and stuffy, just open the window to breathe! As an extraordinary person, even if the weather is bad, he can't practice swords: "Ho ho! This guy has a problem, senior brother, don't pay attention to him!" I heard Hu Feifei speak loudly, and said in a rough and vicious voice: "You have the problem! Dead fox!"

Daoist Fang cursed secretly, went to bed and sat cross-legged straight, and began to continue cultivating the first realm of the Three Halal Jian. It's strange to say, I practiced for half a night last night, and I practiced all afternoon today, but I still can't find the way to find that breath! How is it possible? How can this be possible? How can you say that this is possible! Originally, he had already started: "Hey-" It was Zhao Ben, and he let out a long sigh: "It's the opposite! It's all the other way around!" I didn't see that the boss was very angry in his heart from here, shouting like this, screaming yin and yang, and making a noise!

Yuan Shi shouted, and the bell rang leisurely.

Yes.

But.

Still is.

Let's eat first.

"Where's the umbrella?"

Anyway, God is not beautiful, or look at Ming!

The rain stopped and stopped and stopped, and it rained intermittently for a day and a night, until the next day at noon, and it did not clear up.

Finally, it can be regarded as an eye-opener! People are happy! Talking and laughing out of the door-

The air after the rain is exceptionally fresh, everyone is refreshed, and everywhere is refreshed! The fragrance of grass and earth at the end of the nose, the sound of ticking under the eaves, the blue sky and the faint white clouds overhead, everything looks so pleasing to the eye and so beautiful and moving. Look at the sky in the blink of an eye erected a long rainbow bridge, colorful, halo flowing. Bai said that it was just the head, the rainbow was in the middle of the sky, looking up, looking up, looking up at the rainbow seemed to pass by, adding a bit of dazzling splendor to this dazzling beauty!

Changhong said!

This is the wonder between heaven and earth, this is the natural creation, and this is also the first sword of the twelve swords of the Shangqing Dynasty.

Changhong said.

Nine young Taoist priests in the courtyard looked at the sky and pointed out, everyone's face was excited, their eyes flashed, and they were eager to try it for a while! The same beautiful rainbow, everyone was looking at it differently, some thought of ingenuity, some thought of wonder, some thought of magnificence, some thought of beauty, some thought of beauty, some thought of the shortness of life, and some thought of the long road ahead. Everyone has their own story, every story has the wonder of each story, everyone has everyone's heart, and every person has a beautiful rainbow in their heart.

After the rain, the sky saw a rainbow again.

Who is looking at the two ends of the rainbow? Who is making up for the broken bridge?

"Righteousness lasts forever, its length is like a rainbow, and it can be used consistently, and it can penetrate the sky!" Lu Daochang looked at him and said, as if he had a deep meaning. Yes, yes, this is the creation of nature, this is a rare opportunity, you can also understand the sword, cultivate the sword method to understand the sword intent and pass the sword, so as to ask the question to get a glimpse of the heavens! Qi runs through Changhong, its momentum is indomitable, take its refining and resolute meaning! A few people were thoughtful, a few people nodded again and again, and one opened his mouth: "Fang Yin, what is the way of the sword?"

Daoist Fang swallowed his saliva, thought for a long time, and said: "The way of the sword is the principle of making the sword. ”

Lu Daochang was noncommittal, and said with a sideways look: "Sun Zipu, you can come." ”

Sun Zipu took a step forward and said respectfully: "The way of the sword is humane, there is no rule and no circle, thousands of tempers, its meaning is self-revealed, so as to understand the sword intent and not stick to the sword, so as to understand the way ......of the sword and understand the way of heaven;

"Good. Lu Daochang nodded, and stopped Daoist Sun's tirade: "The sword spectrum should be read more, and the swordsmanship should be practiced and thought more, that's it-" He glanced at Fang Yin as he spoke, and said: "At this time, the rain is harvesting, and it is also a chance, so today I will practice the Changhong Guan style in the twelve swords of the Shangqing Dynasty." When all the Daoists heard this, they all nodded yes, and Daoist Fang had no opinion, only Daoist Gao Ming was not happy: "Master, I have already learned this style, it is better to practice the twelve swords of Yuqing!" Daoist Lu had a flat face: "Gao Ming, do you mean you have learned?" Gao Ming's neck was horizontal: "Yes, exactly!" Daoist Lu glared at him, holding his sword and drank: "That is the case, pull out your sword to practice, let the teacher also learn it!" "Pull it out, practice it, but the Taoist priest is not afraid, and the long sword is out of the sheath and jumps forward: "Master-"

"Come!" a sword suddenly came, lunges and stretched out his arms to stab straight with his sword, it was "Changhong Guan".

The sword cultivation of the high Taoist priest has become an intentional performance, and his body is chic and neat, and the sword head has reached his heart.

Suddenly, the neck was cold when he was empty, goodbye-

The long sword was put on his neck, and anyone was numb in his scalp: "Master!"

"Come again. ”

Come again and again, like the three.

Every time the sword is inevitably hit, Gao Daoist made three swords, and the sword was framed three times around his neck, but he didn't even see how the other party made a move: "How? Gao Ming, do you still want to say that you have learned?" Lu Daochang opened his mouth solemnly, his face expressionless. Gao Ming's hands trembled in fright, and he said in his mouth: "This, this, it's not that my swordsmanship is not good, it's that your body is too fast!" When the Taoist priests heard and saw it, they were also terrified for a while: "Is there an expert, just in one stretch of hand, the master's decades of hard work are really not given in vain!" Fang Daoist was even more emotional when he heard and witnessed it, his heart was sad and happy, and he was a little depressed for a while: "You and a few of you each practice Changhong Guan, Fang Yin, you and the teacher are sparring." ”

Changhong is in the sky, and it is still so gorgeous and dazzling, so moving, and still so beautiful. Everyone is practicing the sword, Fang Yin is also practicing the sword, the Taoist Fang is practicing the sword, and the long sword in his hand is like the master who is gently and skillfully erected

on his neck.

The time is sufficient, and the meaning is still unfinished.

Lu Daochang ordered to go back to the house, and the nine Taoist priests either sat or stood under the tree to rest. Daoist Fang was still breathing, so he leaned over to Niu Dazhi and whispered, "Dazhi, you come." Immediately, the two walked to the corner of the south wall, and Niu Dazhi said blankly: "Fang Daoyou, who are you?" Fang Daoyou nodded and said in a low voice: "Dazhi, tell me, can you catch Master's sword?" Niu Dazhi suddenly smiled and thought for a while: "No." ”

"Why?"

"Master's internal strength is stronger than me, his swordsmanship is higher than me, his body is faster than me, all of them are better than me, what do you say?"

"So, can you put your sword around my neck with a single move, as he did?"

"I see!Hehe, you want to try?"

"Try it. ”

"Well, I'd like to try it too. ”

"Come on, then!"

"Come, you draw your sword first. ”

"Here! Attention-"

Changhong said!

The applause rang out, and the show was wonderful.

Laugh out loud, who wins and who loses?

Success or failure is in the blink of an eye, what matters most:

The bell rang and everyone understood.

It was cloudy with light rain and cloudy on this day.

At dusk, Daoist Fang sat in front of the big tree and did not go to the dining hall to eat with everyone.

In the long night, Fang Yin was alone and sleepless, looking at the bright moon and the dark sky outside the window.

Why?

Many answers, just no answers, many questions, turn into one question.

What to do?;