"I only hear the sorrow of falling souls." A ray of light burst out in front of Xuan Tianzhan's eyes, a touch of blue flame gently swept, and a tea fragrance came to his nose: "Please."

"That's a pity. I thought we could be friends." Ling Yun at this moment, the boy's recklessness and recklessness swept away, as if he was a person with a temperament that could not be obtained or obtained.

"How do you solve the three issues of Master Jian, the soul in the sword, and the soul under the sword?" Xuan Tianzhan threw out the theory of unity of human and sword, and the sharp sword energy reached Ling Yun and rose directly to the peak of the sword.

"You are wrong again." Ling Yun tasted the tea gently and drank it all. Then a black sword energy burst out from the tea and rushed through the meridians of Ling Yun's body. It was like a moment of cannonballs that directly penetrated Ling Yun's veins and broke into Ling Yun's soul.

"What's the solution?"

"This is not three issues, but refers to a situation where the sword master communicates with the sword and gets the soul in the sword. Both take the spirit as their intentions and realize the soul in the sword. This is the spirit in the sword, which is the sword."

"What is a sword?"

"As long as the weapon is a sword, carried behind your back and holding it in your hand, it can be called a swordsman." Ling Yun narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean, that is, the swordsman only use the sword as a weapon and the true essence as a carrier. Is this the swordsman?" Xuan Tianzhan pointed to a tea cup, and in a blink of an eye, the tea of ​​the two was filled again.

"Yes," Ling Yun nodded and drank again: "This kind of swordsman can attack even if he changes his sword, gun, stick. The sword does not have too much impact on them. He gives many definitions of swords, but usually only has memorial significance, moves, weapons or everything else, and it does not mean to the sword."

"Then do you think, to the swordsman, makes sense?"

"The same uses swords as weapons, and only swords as weapons, true essence, foundation, exercises, moves, etc., are all related to swords. Even if you lose the sword, you will achieve no sword in your hand, no sword in your heart, no sword in your sword, or the attacks replaced by all things in the world are all the shape of the sword."

"Oh?" Xuan Tianzhan shook the tea, refracted the reflection of the sword, and then waved towards Lingyun: "So?"

"Yes" Ling Yun became a little empty, caught thousands of sharp swords and turned into true energy, slapped his backhand and fell into Xuan Tianzhan's cup: "Even if the weapon used is not a sword, what he emits is still a sword move, and what he does is also a sword way."

"For them, the sword is a relative, a friend, and an inseparable part. The sword is their character, will, soul, and mind. It separates the sword from any one, cuts the past, cuts the present, and cuts the future. The goal is to transform into a sword into a clone, transcends eternity, and the only one of the true self, just like an incarnation outside the body."

"Really?" Xuan Tianzhan's eyes were clear and he could hear Ling Yun's meaning. Ling Yun said that the sword was a medium to break the illusion, and everything was just to find that "Yi".

"Have you heard of the way of heaven?" Ling Yun couldn't help but think of the main god, and thus the way of heaven.

"The heaven has no heaven, the Tao has no way, the heaven has no way, the heaven has no way, the heaven has no way, the heaven's way?"

"Yes, there is the way of heaven in any world. The way of heaven is the way of heaven. The way of heaven is the way of heaven, it is not visible, it cannot be spoken, it cannot be named, the way of heaven is rushing and straight, this is the way of heaven, and also this is the way of swordsmanship."

"What you mean is that in a person's life, who enters whose life is determined by the way of heaven. Even if my existence, what I do, everything I experience, and all living things I encounter are carried out in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the way of heaven."

"Wrong, it is that all things in the world are born in the world and are unique. Anyone who wants to stay is determined by you. Therefore, there is no distinction between high and low in swordsmanship, this is the swordsman."

"Then which of these two types do you belong to?" Xuan Tian was so clear that Ling Yun called the way of heaven was a choice, and he himself was the way of heaven.

What is heaven?

Nothing

What is Tao?

No way

Since there is nothing, there is no strength or weakness, and there is no height or low. After all, in a life, who enters whose life is completely determined by you, and who can stay in whose life is still determined by you, what kind of path to take and what kind of swordsmanship is destined to be.

"None isn't"

"Oh?" Xuan Tianzhan stopped holding the tea and continued to drink quietly: "There is a third kind?"

"Yes, the third type of sword also uses swords as weapons, and only uses swords as weapons. The swords also have the function of incarnation outside the body. They have the Tao and swords from the swords.

"Is this the difference from the previous two?"

"Although the swordsmen were stronger and purer in front of them, their swordsmanship were discovered from the knowledge they learned. These swordsmanship may be Buddhas, Taos, demons, and demons. They were not understood from the swords, but only injected their own Tao into the swords. These Taos are humanity, swordsmanship, right and not swords, and swords are not Taos."

"Then you must not be like this." When Xuan Tianzhan heard this, he knew that Ling Yun didn't like this swordsman, nor was he like this swordsman. His actions were very different from the three.

"Yes, although my sword art is not as good as having no sword in my hand, no sword in my heart, nor is it as good as having a Buddhist path, nor is it learning from other things and integrating into the sword, but I think this is the swordsman."

"You think?"

"Enlightenment in the Sword" Ling Yun said four words lightly, and suddenly his surroundings turned into the sword world.

At the same time, a looming world appeared above Ling Yun's head. This world was completely composed of swords, as if it was about to collide with the main world.

"It's that simple?"
Chapter completed!