Chapter 168: Turning hands into clouds, turning hands into rain

"Where is Xiaoyao's disciple, can't he practice this sword?"

Xiao Lei looked strange and couldn't help asking: "Why is this?"

Who knew that the living Bodhisattva rolled his eyes: "How do I know this? You are a Xiaoyao disciple, you don't know, who will I ask? The rules set by your Xiaoyao ancestor, who knows that he has a wrong mind? Maybe his mind is broken suddenly, maybe he suddenly has a stomachache and talk nonsense, or maybe his disciples in later generations misunderstood his words. As for why, you might as well go back and ask Xiaoyaozi."

Xiao Lei was silent for a while.

Xiaoyaozi told him a lot of the secrets of Xiaoyao Sect that day, but he was talking about the Heaven-Defiance Sword, but he didn't mention any secrets about this Heaven-Defiance Sword. It's unknown what secrets there are. I think I'm a little depressed. After all, I've been the "Master of Xiaoyao" for a while. It's ridiculous that I don't know any secrets of these sects of Xiaoyao Sect.

However, the more Xiao Lei thought about it, the more shocked he became. The Xiaoyao Sect was really good! If the Descendant Art and the Descendant Sword were both from the Xiaoyao Sect, then the invincible unique skills in the world could completely make the Xiaoyao Sect rampant! What Xianshan Sect Kunlun Sect is so powerful?

After pausing, Xiao Lei couldn't help asking, "But my senior brother Qing Lingzi... he is really the living king of hell?"

The living Bodhisattva sighed and said, "Is this fake? Humph..."

"But, I heard that he entered the Xiaoyao School to learn the method of seeking the Heaven-Defying Art for a rival in the fairy world. But he had never heard of the Heaven-Defying Sword."

But I didn't know that the living Bodhisattva's face became even more strange, and he muttered: "Idiot, this old madman is crazy in his work, seemingly crazy and unruly, but in fact he is much more persistent than the three of us... Alas, it's a blessing for him that he has been remembering the past few thousand years and never forgot it for a moment. But the thought in the three of us has long faded... Thinking back to the four of us, we all had the same thoughts and wanted to think of a way to be stronger than the one in heaven, so we worked hard to search for unique skills everywhere. After finally finding this half of the broken-book sword against the sky, we started practicing randomly. Who knew that after more than a thousand years, the three of us have become weak, but this old madman is still so unconscious."

He said this without any thought. Xiao Lei wanted to ask but didn't know how to start. He heard the living Bodhisattva shouting, "Du! Boy, you like to listen to stories. But no matter how much you listen to the stories, you can't defeat this Yu Jizi. It's better to think about this sword against the sky. If I keep my word, I will never help you. If you want to leave safely, it's up to you!"

He stretched out his finger and gently bounced it. A ray of golden light shot in front of Xiao Lei, but it was actually a small three-inch-long broken sword. He heard the living Bodhisattva shout, "This is my spiritual sword, which contains half of the broken sword hidden in it. There is also some experience of practicing this sword myself. You should carefully study it... This sword does not teach you how to practice hard, but focuses on the word enlightenment. If you understand, you understand. If you don't understand, you don't understand. Whether you can practice it depends on your luck. You have the unique virtues. The skill of the Heavenly Demonstration plus the Heavenly Demonstration Sword will be considered complete. But the word "counter" depends on whether you can understand the way of heaven."

Xiao Lei held the three-inch-long broken sword, and felt a trace of divine thoughts immediately enter his mind. For a moment, a pair of pictures flashed through his mind, and he became crazy for a moment...

He just sat there with his eyes closed, and his dagger was sitting like this, and I don’t know how long it took…

The sunrise and sunset above my head, the moon is clear and the clouds are bright, that was a day.

The little thunder did not move.

The wind rises and leaves fall, the birds sing and the clouds silence, that was another day.

The little thunder did not move.

On the third day, the clouds in the sky suddenly became chaotic! It seemed like a thick ink was sprinkling on the sky. The dark clouds rolled, and lightning and thunder blew. In a moment, raindrops as big as soybeans splashed down.

The raindrops knocked off the leaves, rolled up mud spots, filled the stream, and lived the buds.

The little thunder did not move.

The living Bodhisattva always sat next to Xiao Lei. He seemed to have entered a meditation with Xiao Lei. However, if he stood close, he could see clearly that his eyes, one big and one small, had not closed for a moment, and his eyes fell on Xiao Lei's body at all times.

The raindrops came and went quickly. Xiao Lei's expression was blank. He sat there with his eyes closed, like a rock that had lasted forever. The rain poured his clothes, wet his hair, and his feet were energetic, but he sat there, and finally even his breath was restrained.

The living Bodhisattva gradually felt a little strange. If he hadn't looked at him and simply used his breath to sense it, he would have almost never felt the existence of Xiao Lei...

On the fourth day, the rain stopped, the air became flexible, and the light became brighter. But Xiao Lei was sitting there, and the living Bodhisattva felt the strangeness of his breath, as if he could disappear at any time with his naked eyes.

But at this moment, Xiao Lei suddenly opened his eyes.

He didn't even look at the living Bodhisattva, Shi Shi stood up and walked slowly under the root of the tree, with a little confusion hidden in his eyes, and he was slowly chanting something in his mouth.

"Hey, boy, have you realized something?"

Xiao Lei shook his head and murmured: "I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand..."

He picked up a wild flower that had been soaked in the rain, gently clamped it with his two fingers, and a glimmer suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Then he stood there, his eyes staring at the wild flower in his hand, but he seemed to be foolish.

This is another day for him!

On the other side of the stream, although Yu Jizi's expression was calm, she felt a little dissatisfied.

As the head of Kunlun, he knew a little about the ancient secret history of these immortal forests. Although he was shocked to hear the story of the living Bodhisattva, he would definitely not believe that Xiao Lei could defeat himself by learning that sword in a short time!

But seeing that Xiao Lei had just entered into meditation for a few days, his magic power was also mysterious, and he felt the changes in Xiao Lei's aura. Although he was shocked, his face did not show it.

Now, Xiao Lei was standing there, staring at a dead grass in his hand, and he was stunned for a long time. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything wrong for a moment.

Until the sky full of stars replaced the blue sky and the waning moon replaced the red sun, Xiao Lei suddenly laughed.

He slowly raised his two fingers and saw that the originally withered flowers and plants in his hand slowly stretched out a few tender buds, and the tender green buds spread upwards in a few traces. In Xiao Lei's smile, there seemed to be a trace of something that had not been before.

He stared at the living Bodhisattva and slowly said, "I understand."

Kunlun Yujizi will always remember this day. On this night, under the stars, this young boy stood on the other side of the stream, only a dozen steps away from him, twisting a wild flower standing in his hand, smiling, and a strange look flashing in his eyes. He seemed to be standing there casually, but the starry sky above his head and the earth, as if he had been standing here for a long time.

"The way of heaven is harmony, and all things live, this is the way of heaven! The so-called heaven has the virtue of being alive, and all living things are given by heaven. It's ridiculous and ridiculous... It's ridiculous that the sword in our hands violates the way of heaven. The sword is originally used for killing, and the sword is not given to life, but deprived! It's ridiculous that the heavenly sword is cultivated and the way of heaven is understood, it's all wrong. The so-called cultivation of immortality is inseparable from heaven, cultivation of immortality, cultivation of Taoism, and sword, and every sentence is inseparable from heaven. Even if it is the profound magic power and the deep foundation of Taoism, the sword that is practiced is not a killer?

Swords are killing! God gives life, and swords are deprived! This is to go against the sky! This sword is to go against the sky, which is actually ridiculous, even more sad, lamentable, pitiful! Ten thousand people in the world use swords, but they keep silent, just like the word "he" and the word "dao", but they are wrong, they are wrong! They are outrageous! This sword is to go against the sky, not because this sword wants to go against the sky, but hopes to make the sword in the world clear! Because, all swords should not be anything and qi. If there is no killing or deprivation, there will be no sword.

Therefore, there is no sword against the sky, because all the swords in this world should be against the sky! This is the way that disobeys! This is the way that disobeys, this heavenly way, this heavenly way! Swords only care about killing, no matter the gift!"

Under the starry sky, Xiao Lei's eyes gradually became sarcastic and he smiled slowly: "Sword and Heavenly Dao are originally two opposing beings. It's ridiculous that all the people who practice in the world are wrong!! Wrong! Since you are practicing swords, you should abandon the Heavenly Dao Tianhe. If you have no kill in your heart, what's the use of a sword?"

Xiao Lei suddenly flicked his fingers gently on the weeds, and a faint sword energy shot out from his fingertips, crushing the weeds in his hand!

"I am practicing this sword to defiance the heavens! It is a subversion!" Xiao Lei's head was over the sky, his feet were on the ground, and he looked at the living Bodhisattva and Yu Jizi in front of him coldly, and said loudly: "If I practice a sword, I will turn my hands into clouds and turn my hands into rain! No matter what the way of heaven is!"

The living Bodhisattva was closest to Xiao Lei. When he heard Xiao Lei's words hit his heart, he seemed to have grown a lot in an instant, and he murmured in a low voice: "Change your hands to clouds, turn your hands to rain, no matter what the way of heaven is..."
Chapter completed!