Although Qingchi has clearly pointed out that he once worshiped the person as his master, he did not refer to the person as his master. Instead, he referred to him by another name.
He felt that there should be something hidden in it, or there might be more stories hidden.
He was a little curious, but Qingchi didn't seem to want to go into details.
So he put aside what he was thinking and responded: "Master, what do you want your disciple to do?"
"It's quite simple." Qingchi chuckled, "I don't need you to worship me as your master, and I don't have a concrete master to recommend you. After all, he is dead. So, I want to accept a disciple on my behalf and let you inherit.
This sword technique."
The breeze blows and the flames sway.
The king carp's face appears alternately in light and shadow.
"Master, this disciple doesn't quite understand."
"Ha...since you can say this, it proves that you understand it very well."
Wang Li couldn't help but laugh: "Master, what is the name of this sword technique?"
"Sword tactics are sword tactics."
Wang Li was slightly startled.
Then, he tentatively said: "Could it be that this sword technique unites all the mysteries of swordsmanship in the world, so it can only be summarized by the original word 'sword'?"
Hearing this, Qingchi chuckled: "I thought so too back then, but when you look at me now, you should know the answer - you guessed wrong."
Wang Li pursed his lips and thought about it carefully. If this sword technique was so powerful, would Elder Qingchi still need to become a monk? However, this old monk was obviously trying to be mysterious.
"Don't look at me like this. He told me the same thing back then. According to him, this sword technique has been passed down from generation to generation for who knows how many years, and it has been passed down by countless people, and it has never had a specific name. That's it.
It is very legendary, and I can assure you that this is definitely an excellent sword cultivation classic."
"Then why don't you practice?"
"This question is a bit stupid. If I succeed in my training, I won't become a monk at Bailong Temple."
"It's hard?"
Qingchi squeezed his eyebrows together and nodded seriously: "It's very difficult. In the past, I even thought that it would be impossible for anyone in this world to truly master it."
It must be said that his explanation aroused Wang Li's curiosity even more.
"I just said that this is a very ancient sword art. This means that the era when it was born is far away from us. There are many differences between the world we are in now and the world when the sword art appeared.
different."
Wang Li asked: "So it's outdated?"
Qingchi was stunned, then laughed and said: "Haha, no, of course not! Although with the changes of time, the human race no longer drinks hair and blood, or ties knots to remember things like in the past, we have better materials to weave clothes.
There are more and more delicacies appearing, and there are also written classics that embody wisdom. However, these changes do not completely mean that the things now are necessarily better than the past, and not everything will become outdated."
Wang Li nodded in agreement: elegant and timeless.
Qingchi: "It's just that although the sword technique is not outdated, the changes in the world still have some impact."
Wang Li: "The city gate is on fire, which affects the fish in the pond."
"That's right. Maybe it wasn't difficult to practice this sword technique in the past, but nowadays, it seems that every place in the world is making it more difficult to practice it."
Wang Li paused and asked, "Do you think I can do it?"
"I don't know either." Qingchi shook his head, a bit of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly put on a smile: "But I believe that geniuses always have something unique about them. You should know about luck?"
"heard about it."
Qingchi said with a smile: "Geniuses often have good luck from the day they are born. People who are mediocre have shallow luck; people who die young have no good luck. With good luck, everything goes well.
Everything goes well. Therefore, if you leave the sword skills in the hands of a genius, the probability of success will naturally be greater."
Wang Li blinked and did not speak in a hurry.
The word "luck" first came from "Mengxi Bi Tan" in the previous life, which was a famous masterpiece by Shen Kuo, a great scientist in the Northern Song Dynasty.
But in this world, it probably appeared immediately after the creation of the world, or it might have existed before Pangu wielded his axe.
Qingchi said that in addition to the way of luck, there is also a kind of fatalism.
But Wang Li doesn't really believe in the so-called "fate". This word always seems to be mixed with a kind of inexhaustible sadness.
He prefers to call it an arrangement, an unknown arrangement originating from unknown forces.
If you have the ability to break two unknowns, it means that you can break fate and even control fate.
Fear mostly comes from the unknown.
Sometimes, confirming one's unknown or ignorance symbolizes taking the first step to break fate.
This is not Wang Li's sudden outburst of thoughts or imagination, but it comes from his understanding of the world.
Journey to the West is one of the four great classics, and the adapted TV series is also very good. There are many fan works based on Journey to the West, as well as some very conspiracy theories and dark interpretations.
Wang Li has seen a lot.
He can guarantee that he hopes more than anyone else that the world after Journey to the West will be a world full of happy memories and lightness of his childhood.
But at the same time, he could not forget the many negative aspects of conspiracy, darkness, hypocrisy, interests, and deception.
After all, everyone knows that the world is not black and white.
"Is this why you accompanied me down the mountain?"
Qingchi didn't hide it: "You can say that."
Wang Li nodded, his clear eyes suddenly moved, and he asked with a smile: "If I agree, wouldn't you change from master to senior brother?"
"Hahaha, what a beautiful idea!" Qingchi laughed and refuted, "I haven't been able to master the sword art, so naturally I can't be considered that person's disciple. However, I do have some research on the sword art, and I can teach it to you.
Let you avoid some detours. How about it, now it’s your turn to choose?”
He looked at Wang Li with a smile. Although there was no obvious expectation in his eyes, Wang Li knew that if he refused now, Qingchi would definitely continue to say more words to seduce him.
However, he had no reason to refuse.
Wang Li stood up, faced Qingchi, and bowed deeply: "Disciple is willing!"
Upon seeing this, Qingchi's complexion relaxed greatly, and his eyes were filled with relief.
"Okay! Then I will teach you the sword technique on his behalf, which can be regarded as fulfilling the great wish of the poor monk!" He immediately took the words, as if he was afraid that Wang Li would regret it temporarily.
Immediately, I saw him pointing his fingers into a sword, with fluorescent light lingering on his fingertips.
"In the past few days, the poor monk has condensed the sword art and some of his own insights. Just put it into your body, and you can get the inheritance of the sword art."
Wang Li couldn't help but glance at his fingers, and he finally saw the magic of the path of cultivation in people outside the Pure Destiny.
Qingchi smiled: "Are you ready?"
Wang Li nodded heavily.
The next second, Qingchi's sword finger suddenly touched his forehead directly.
In an instant, countless words, pictures and memory fragments seemed to suddenly appear in front of Wang Li's eyes. The huge amount of information suddenly impacted his spirit, making him feel dazed immediately.
"Don't resist, let nature take its course."
After hearing Qingchi's words, Wang Li gave up his plan to add status to himself.
So, after holding on for more than ten breaths, he fainted. This chapter has been completed!