Seemingly because of this news, Li Guanyi was quiet for a while, while Murong Longtu was casual and relaxed, smiling and saying: "Since the time has been agreed, it's not a big deal to keep waiting."

"Seeing you busy these days and walking around in the arena together makes me feel happy. Now I just feel my hands are itchy and I just want to have a fight."

"That day, looking at Wang Tong's majestic appearance, I almost couldn't hold back and used my sword to cut off his soaring aura of righteousness. But then I thought about it, if it was cut off, it would not be beautiful.

.”

Murong Longtu took a sip of wine, picked up a book next to him, and handed it to Li Guanyi. After Li Guanyi took it, he unfolded the book and found that there was a volume of paintings inside. The brush strokes were light and calm, painting landscapes, clouds, and clouds.

, all things are the scenery he and Li Guanyi saw when they walked along.

At this moment, with Li Guanyi's martial arts, one can vaguely feel the majestic sword intention contained in this freehand landscape, which may be vast, vast and majestic, or free and easy, like a gurgling stream.

This is sword intent!

Murong Longtu raised his neck and drank, and said with a gentle smile: "The martial arts I have practiced in this life are mostly mixed. It's just because my Murong family is famous for making swords in the past generations, so I have to use swords to make a name for myself in the world.

Use a sword."

"When I first started using a sword, I didn't ask for a clear explanation. I thought that as long as it could kill people and take revenge, then anything could be considered a sword. Why are there so many rules? The same goes for martial arts. I just felt that the moves in the sword manual were rigid and uninteresting."

"I feel that the moves in the sword manual are all fixed, and all of them are wrong."

"As I grew older, I took some revenge and made some grudges."

"But I also felt that the sword must have the appearance of a sword. At that time, I had martial arts experience, killed enemies in the world, and made mistakes. I was almost struck by someone with a sword during a duel. At this time

When I read the sword manual again, I realized that the moves that I thought were stereotyped before were all tried out by swordsmen with their lives."

"At that time, I felt that every move in this sword manual was exquisite, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"But later, I discovered that they were still wrong."

"The swordsman who wrote this sword manual is not as good as me."

"I've gone around in this way many times, and now I go back and look at it. The sword notes and sword moves are all correct, but they still have an unsatisfying aftertaste. It's just a pity."

"I have hidden the charm of swordsmanship in these scrolls. You can copy them in the future. When you feel that the charm of the scroll is wrong, take a step forward. When you feel that the scroll is right, take a step further. Finally, you feel that the scroll is just a scroll.

Already."

"That's about 70% of my martial arts skills at the moment."

Murong Longtu smiled regretfully and said softly: "What a pity."

"You have good talents, and you have magic weapons with you that I don't even know about."

"In the end, I won't be able to reach this point."

Li Guanyi said: "My great-grandfather's swordsmanship is, after all, the best in the world."

Murong Longtu laughed.

"Not number one in the world."

"It should be the first in history."

"As for the people who come after me, it's hard to say whether anyone can surpass me. I hope so. I think so." He drank and said, "Otherwise, the world would be too lonely."

Li Guanyi looked at this collection of paintings, and there was even Li Guanyi himself in it.

Murong Longtu poured himself a drink and said: "After the sword competition, I will give you the sword manual, and the Murong family will give Qiushui. I know that you do not intend to have a noble family in the future. The Murong family will not have much land, and they will use swords.

The sound of the piano and the casting skills are passed down from generation to generation.”

"If you want to reveal the exercises to the public, you can take away all the Murong family library."

The old man's voice was unhurried and slow.

Li Guanyi blurted out: "Grandpa!"

He said one sentence, then suppressed his emotions and said, "Okay, don't we compare?" In fact, Li Guanyi already knew the answer when he said it, but his feelings still made him say such words.

Murong Long Tucihe looked at him and laughed:

"These are really childish words."

"Can your master, Wang Tong, not interfere with the evil ways of the academy? King Gongyang Su, can you not suppress the academic circles of the academy for nearly a hundred years? Then Zu Wenyuan, can he live happily by relying on his calculation skills

For a lifetime?”

"Everything is OK."

"It's just that I don't want to."

Murong Longtu stretched out his hand and touched Li Guanyi's head, and said: "No matter how many good things there are in the world, nothing can compare to my heart-breaking words. You will eventually understand, no... you should have understood it already."

"Hundreds of boats compete for the current, and thousands of rivers return to the sea."

"This is the general trend of the world, and this is the heart of you and me."

"Where does it mean that if you turn back, you can turn back?"

The old swordsman sighed: "I will never look back along the way, because I am only aiming for the end point in my life. It is precisely because of such greatness that the monk said that it is difficult to turn back and it is difficult to let go."

"But if you look back and put it down, will it cease to exist?"

"There is a monk who likes to debate. I also told him that day. He said something about turning around and saying that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. I asked him if letting go does not exist. He said that this mind is empty and does not exist. I struck out with a sword.

If you stab him, he will dodge very quickly."

"I laugh at him, but he is also afraid of life and death. It seems that he has never given up."

"The monk hid his face and ran away, and he never argued with anyone about the scriptures again."

"It can be seen that a period of hard work is not as good as the sword in my hand."

Murong Longtu stood up with a smile. "I also know that I am just a nonsense and a heretical way of debating. There is also truth in Buddhist scriptures."

"It's a pity that there are no gods or Buddhas in the world who can't answer your and my questions."

"It's a pity that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world."

He drank all his wine, explained various things, and stood up calmly:

"You can't see the sword in my hand."

"When he sees my sword, he might also write a Buddhist scripture for me."

The gray-haired old swordsman smiled and said something. Li Guanyi felt that such words were plain, but they were also really arrogant. He had come so far in this world, and no one could say such arrogant words in such a calm way.

Come on.

After Murong Longtu said what happened, he did not go immediately. At this time, the biggest thing happened in the imperial city of Zhongzhou, that is, students left the capital, leaving in batches. Every day when they went out, they could see

The figures of students leaving.

People who do business have some headaches. Without students, there will be less lavish people. Fortunately, the students have left, and many people from the world have come in, which can make up for it.

The silk thread dropped down and landed on the water, creating a trace of ripples.

The person holding the fishing rod was Jiang Wanxiang, who was dressed in ordinary cloth. His eyes were calm and calm, and he looked at the ripples on the water calmly. A voice came and said: "Your Majesty, how can you catch fish without a hook?"

Jiang Wanxiang looked at the number one general over there, smiled and retorted forcefully: "This is the general trend, this fish has to take the bait, but it is the national master, what is the gain?"

Jiang Sudao: "I had a fight with a fisherman earlier."

"He's very nice."

"It's a pity that the prince's request to marry his daughter is probably out of the question."

Jiang Wanxiang said: "Who won?"

Jiang Su took a handful of bait and threw it into the pond, and a large number of koi fish rolled out to grab food, tumbling like brocade. Jiang Su frowned, feeling that the koi fish in the pond seemed to be much fatter than before.

But it seems that he has been fed too much fat during this period of time.

He glanced at the fish basket next to Jiang Wanxiang.

It seems that your Majesty's fishing skills are not as good as that of the fisherman.

Grand Master Ying Guo thought about it, smiled slightly, and said:

"If he improves even more, he will win."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed and said: "This world is so unreasonable. Speaking of which, students are scattered everywhere. What is the direction of the Grand Master's observation?"

Jiang Su replied: "Most of the students from the military strategist have entered our country. Among the students, there are also some scholars from the Mohist school of chivalry, political strategists, and Confucianists, as well as some students from the aristocratic families of our country, totaling two thousand six hundred and sixty-six.

More than a hundred people entered Daying."

"It's just the right time."

"As for Chen Guo, Chen Dingye has changed a lot. He is willing to spend money, treat with sincerity and courtesy towards poor scholars, famous Mohists, famous scholars, strategists, Legalists, and 20% of military strategists and generals, one of the three branches of Mohism.

A group of Confucians entered the State of Chen, and there were 2,400 people."

When these numbers fall together, they have proven something.

Jiang Wanxiang calmed down and said:

"Where is Li Guanyi, how much is it?"

Jiang Sudao: "It was said that they were going to the Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion. Even if Wang Tong's lineage was added, there were only more than 1,100 people. However, when Li Guanyi discussed Taoism with Wang Tong before,
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