Many figures can be seen sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and carefully sensing the holy art of "sitting and discussing the Tao" in the Holy Heaven.
After a while, each of them opened their eyes slightly disappointed.
The holy art of "sitting and discussing the Tao", from the time it came out last night until the sky turned white, it was just a mysterious framework with no specific content.
This makes it impossible for them to understand, let alone practice.
"I wonder when will the first chapter of the Holy Art actually appear?" Some people couldn't help but said in pain. The waiting was too painful. "This is a chapter, and people are really looking forward to it and curious."
Since the birth of Holy Art, many people have been on the cloud platform, always paying attention to the situation of Holy Art.
"It is not easy to create a holy art, and it is even more difficult to perfect it. Without three to five years of reasoning and deduction, and careful craftsmanship, this first chapter would be difficult to complete."
Someone understood.
"Holy art is holy art after all, and the master of holy art is not a saint yet. In an era when it is difficult for humans to become saints, it is already difficult for holy art to come to the world. We are deeply impressed."
Some people lamented that knowing the horror of holy art, they naturally knew that it was not easy to create holy art.
"Yes, it can even be said that he is amazingly talented and brilliant, and his writing is the best in the world!"
Others were filled with admiration and said they felt ashamed.
Who among the people who can stand on the cloud platform of the temple now is not an amazing talent from various schools and sects?
If it weren't for the emergence of holy magic, who could make them bow their heads?
"I wonder what you guys think of the first chapter?" After everyone sighed, someone asked curiously, "Can anyone see the clues and get a secret from it?"
"The first chapter has not been completed yet and cannot be interpreted yet."
Someone shook his head and said.
"When we sit down and discuss the Tao, what we are talking about is of course the Holy Tao. But the Holy Tao is too big and too profound to be discussed in just a few words." Someone answered with a smile, and then froze for a moment, as if he thought of something, and he was suddenly horrified, and his mouth
He murmured: "Sit and discuss the Tao, sit and discuss the Tao..."
Others were a little surprised when they saw it, what was going on?
Could it be that... you have seen some clues?
Everyone was shocked.
"Master Luo, what are you doing?"
At this time, someone hesitated and asked.
"It's too scary to sit here and talk about Taoism." The middle-aged man known as Luo Dianshi said with a shocked expression.
"Um?"
Everyone was surprised.
It is a well-known fact that holy magic is terrifying, why do you need to say it?
"When you sit and talk about the perfection of Taoism, I'm afraid it will be the day when the master of the holy arts becomes a saint."
Seeing the faces of everyone, Luo Dianshi knew what the other party was thinking, and said excitedly: "We sit down and discuss the Tao, which is all-encompassing. The final discussion is the Tao of becoming a saint. It is not only a holy art, but also a classic of the Holy Tao..."
Everyone was shocked and shocked when they heard this.
"How can this be?!"
Some people couldn't believe it and said: "Sacred art is holy art, how can it be used to become a saint?"
"You know, don't you? It didn't happen before, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future." Luo Dianshi immediately retorted, becoming more and more convinced of his own speculations and feelings.
"What Mr. Luo Dian said does have some truth to it."
"It is indeed all-encompassing to talk about the Tao while sitting down. It is even possible to talk about the way to sanctification. What Luo Dianshi said is not impossible."
"Perhaps we can no longer regard it as a holy art, but treat it as a classic of the holy way."
Many people thought deeply after being shocked.
"I dare to ask the palace master, how reasonable are the words of Lord Luo?"
Someone asked the palace master directly.
"Five points."
The palace master pondered for a while and said.
No one was satisfied with this answer.
When everyone was talking about "Exporting the Word", there were also many people who were sensing the holy magic all the time, but unfortunately they were still disappointed.
as time goes by.
Although the sky is getting dark, the cloud platform is as bright as day, as if there is no night.
After midnight, someone was shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, and said loudly: "The first chapter of the holy art, the first move."
"That's right, the content of the first style is clearly revealed!"
Someone else said excitedly.
After hearing this, everyone became excited and sat down to sense the holy technique. Sure enough, they sensed the first move of the holy technique.
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone."
When everyone opened their eyes, some people couldn't help but read loudly, and then some became confused.
"The first form is just two lines of poetry?"
"What does this mean?"
"Although these two lines of poems exaggerate the desolate and solemn atmosphere by describing the bleak autumn wind, the cold water, and the miserable state of the world. They also show the strong men's righteousness and no hesitation... But, what is the meaning?
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Someone frowned.
"Do you know who wrote these two lines of poetry? It's strange, why haven't I heard about it?"
"I have never heard of these two lines of poetry. I'm afraid they were written by the master of holy art." Someone replied, and then said: "However, these two lines of poetry, at first glance, are easy to understand and straightforward as words; if you take a closer look,
Tasteful, yet profound and upright, it is a rare and beautiful sentence..."
While everyone is confused, there are still people who are constantly enlightening, including the palace master.
Holy art, how can it be two useless poems?
Gradually, magical pictures appeared in their minds.
It seems that at a certain period, the powerful country launched a war to annex the world and conquered many countries one after another. The weak country was in danger. The assassin of Mo Ying, who lost his homeland, was working as the prince's retainer in the weak country. In order to prevent the attack of the powerful country, the prince of the weak country
Invite the Mo Shadow Assassin to assassinate the monarch of a powerful country. In order to avenge the country and to thank the prince for his kindness, the Mo Shadow Assassin readily agreed and prepared to approach the monarch of a powerful country and assassinate him on the grounds of the head of a traitor general from a strong country and the map of a weak country.
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When setting off, the prince of the weak country and all the guests sent the assassin Mo Ying to the bank of Yishui River...
Hence this tragic poem.
When they saw this scene, they immediately felt the tragedy in the poem, the heroic man who regarded death as returning home and sacrificed his life for justice.
At this moment, the old figure suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "
The enemy is at hand and the destiny of the country is uncertain, so sad;
When a weak enemy is strong, the victory or defeat is unpredictable, which is very sad;
Surviving despite the odds and dying generously is so heroic!"
He suddenly stood up and sang solemnly: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone!"
Suddenly, the air on the cloud platform surged, and the autumn wind suddenly became bleak, and a black shadow assassin wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat appeared, exuding a deep chill.
The world seems to be filled with a desolate and tragic atmosphere.
When everyone was shocked and surprised, they saw the Mo Ying assassin charging away without hesitation, unleashing a terrifying blow, and finally perishing with the enemy...
But his name and face have never been known to the world.
this?
At this time, everyone was shocked by the Mo Ying assassin and felt deeply shocked in their hearts.
It turns out that the true meaning of the first two lines of the first chapter of the Holy Art is this.
"Feeling the autumn wind, moving the water, shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods, impassioned and passionate, filling my heart!" The old figure couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, but there was deep sadness in the laughter, "Once gone, there is no return, the strength is here, and the sadness is also there.