When people grow up, parents are always worried when their children move out.
but----
A good man has ambitions everywhere!
Who would rather live in one place than dominate the world?
How many people think that when I become a noble official and have a golden mountain, I will come back to pick up my parents and let them live the best life.
For this goal, how many people reluctantly but resolutely left their homes, traveling to the end of the world and not knowing where they were going to return?
Zhang Yutang also wanted to leave, he also wanted to see the prosperity of this world, and he also wanted to further his cultivation. He didn't want to stay in one place until his youth was over.
What's more, here, there is no room for improvement and ultimate sublimation.
You have to go out for a walk and take a look.
Glancing his eyes, he accidentally saw a strand of silver hair quietly clustering around Zhang Yuanwai's forehead. Zhang Yutang suddenly felt a little distressed in his heart. His parents were here and they were not traveling far away. Is this okay?
"West Lake? Are you going to West Lake?"
Zhang Yuanwai's eyes lit up. West Lake is not far from Qiantang. If you want to see your son, you can go there in no time.
"You don't plan to make your home all over the world and travel around the world, but do you plan to live in the West Lake for a while?"
"That's right."
Zhang Yutang nodded and said:
"My current poetry, articles, and spiritual practice have reached a bottleneck. There is not much room for improvement here. I must change my environment and see the world, so that I can better achieve my ultimate sublimation."
"If nothing happens in the future, I will not leave West Lake easily. I plan to go to West Lake to live in a cottage, study and practice calligraphy, and cultivate my moral character."
"Okay, father agrees, when will you leave?"
Since Zhang Yutang was no longer missing, Zhang Yuanwai was relieved:
"When you leave, who do you plan to take with you?"
"I want to go by myself."
Zhang Yutang hesitated:
"Go out for a walk and take a look. You don't need too many people, right?"
"How can that be done? You are away from home and there is no one to take care of you. How can your mother rest assured?"
Zhang Yuanwai rejected Zhang Yutang's idea on the spot and finalized it with a wave of his hand:
"Let's do it this way. I'll be independent for once. If you go out this time, I won't object. Just let Li Yong, A Bao and Jiao Rong go with you. If anything happens outside, there will still be someone to take care of you.
Besides, when you practice and study, you are not a god who breathes smoke, eats the wind and drinks the dew. You also need someone to take care of your daily life and food, so you can't do everything yourself."
"That's fine!" Zhang Yutang didn't want his father to worry too much, and besides, it wouldn't do him any harm to take the three of them with him, so he nodded in agreement:
"I'll tell my mother when I leave, so that she won't feel sad."
"My son has traveled thousands of miles, and my mother is worried! In your heart, you only have your mother, not me at all."
Zhang Yuanwai has some taste:
"If you tell me so early, you won't be afraid that I will feel sad."
"Old man, are you a man, okay?"
Zhang Yutang rolled his eyes:
"You can't be so fragile, can you?"
"Fuck you, brat."
Zhang Yuanwai Yile:
"Whatever needs to be done, whatever needs to be done."
"Come on, I'll go."
Zhang Yutang left the front hall with a smile, returned to his room, read for a while, practiced calligraphy for a while, then picked up the Star Chaser Sword and went to the yard to dance.
When the sword is danced, it moves in all directions, and the heaven and the earth are lifted up by it.
The invisible sword energy penetrates the body and radiates out, measuring two feet in length. It makes a continuous whistling sound, and there are even bursts of thunder, like a tiger and a leopard roaring.
"The Sword Technique of the Great Invisible Destruction Sword Qi records a total of three major sword moves, namely Killing Between, Sword of Nature, and Invisible Sword."
The sword of killing is the sword of the dead, which represents death and contains resentment. It comes from killing. The more people you kill, the more power you accumulate.
The sword of nature is the transformation of death, and the [vital essence] of flowers, plants, woods, etc. can also activate the sword energy, and its power is more powerful and amazing.
The sword of nature is the unity of human sword and the unity of heaven and man; it breathes with the heaven and earth, and can carry the power of nature to crush the enemy.
The invisible sword comes from the colorless and tasteless energy of heaven and earth, and its power is astonishing.
As he practiced and understood the sword art of the Great Invisible Destruction Sword Qi, Zhang Yutang discovered that this sword art was not a complete practice method, but a broken one.
Because there are some introductions to the way of swordsmanship at the back of the sword art, but there is no corresponding practice method.
For example, on top of the invisible sword, there is the Sword Control Technique. The Sword Control Technique is divided into two types: Control the Sword with God and Control the Sword with Qi. The two complement each other. [Sword Control with God] is flexible and dynamic, and [Sword Control with Qi] 】The momentum is strong and sinking, and each has its own strengths.
On top of the Sword Control Technique, there are also supreme swordsmanship, such as the Flying Immortal swordsmanship, the Sword Demon swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword swordsmanship, the Poji swordsmanship, etc.
Legend has it that at the highest level of the sword, there is only one sword in the world, and one sword can break all laws, enough to open up the world - the sword transforms all things, and all laws return to their source - all things turn into swords!
"The art of swordsmanship is so profound and unfathomable that it's really fascinating."
Zhang Yutang's energy and energy were as unified as one, he exhaled a long breath of white air, and performed the last posture:
"Right now, I haven't mastered my first sword move, the Killing Sword, but I'm dreaming about other things. I'm a bit too ambitious."
After putting away the Star Chasing Sword, Zhang Yutang stood there, motionless, and began to think about the true meaning of the Sword of Killing. Only by understanding the secret of the Sword of Killing can one achieve twice the result with half the effort in practice.
The sword is a murderous weapon, and the saint uses it as a last resort.
The Gentleman's Sword, the Overlord's Sword, and a spear that is the best in the world!
No matter how nice you say it, it can't change the fact that these weapons exist for killing.
Killing to stop killing? Killing to protect? Killing for justice? Killing just to kill?
Aren’t they all about killing?
"The killing sword, the killing sword!"
Zhang Yutang slowly immersed himself in the state of sword mastery, and wisps of sword light came out from his body, the light was bright, sharp and cold.
suddenly---
He moved!
While dancing with the sword, he sang loudly, the moon-white gown swayed with the dancing of the sword, and the hunting sound was heard:
"A man should act violently. Action and benevolence are incompatible."
The sound is like thunder, the roar is constant, and the sword is like a dragon, wandering around in all directions.
"A man should kill, and kill without mercy. The eternal destiny is all in killing."
"I want to learn from the ancient customs, regain my heroic spirit, wear an iron sword, and kill people when I'm angry."
The sword flashed, the thunder sounded, and there was a faint murderous aura.
"Kill one person in three steps, without stopping your mind and hands. Killing one person is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand people is a hero, and killing nine million people is a hero among heroes."
With every step he took, a murderous word blurted out, and every word condensed a little murderous intent, rushing towards the Star Chasing Sword.
When it came to the last sentence, I almost yelled out, but my blood was boiling, my eyes were filled with stars, and I was extremely excited.
It's a pity that the murderous intention has not yet gathered.
"That's all. It's impossible to condense some murderous intent with a murderous song and understand the sword of killing. How can you condense murderous intent if you haven't killed anyone before?"
I know that although I have understood the true meaning of killing, I have never killed anyone with my hands. There is no murderous intention in my spirit at all, so I cannot use the killing sword at all. Even if I can use it, it will only be an embroidered pillow, which is useless.
"Master, what kind of poem is this? It's a good poem and a good song, but it's so murderous that it makes your blood boil and makes you want to immediately hold a long sword and kill wantonly."
Li Yong next to him can best feel the murderous spirit and heroic spirit in this poem, but he is confused in his heart:
"The young master has never killed anyone, so how can he write such a magnificent poem with both murderous intention and heroic spirit? It's really strange."
Such thoughts only flashed through my mind, and then I memorized them silently.
A Bao was also very happy when he heard this. He couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks, so he shouted out a passage he heard from the storyteller:
"Okay, okay, killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero. I also want to be a great hero, a great hero, armed with a long sword, dressed in white, going out among thousands of people to take the general's head as if it were something in a bag.
"
Bare teeth and claws, raise your head and look up at the sky, as if only in this way can you transform yourself into a hero who stands upright, with a sword in hand, and the demeanor that I have in the world.
Xu Jiaorong didn't have any feelings about this murderous song. She just felt that the lyrics were a bit weird and murderous. When she saw A Bao's appearance, she couldn't help but glared at him and scolded:
"Kill, kill, kill! Isn't it fun to kill? You little brat, you don't understand anything, you just know how to mess around."
"Young madam, you don't understand, this is a man's pride!"
Abao slowly turned around, slowly put his hands on his back, looked up at the sky with his head slightly at a forty-five degree angle, looking lonely:
"Can you understand a man's heart?"
"Damn Xiaobao!"
Xu Jiaorong listened to Xiaobao calling her young lady, her face turned red, but she couldn't help but smile, and patted Abao's forehead with one hand:
"Looking at how coquettish you are, you really deserve it."
"Yes, I owe Minato!!"
After Li Yong memorized it, looking at A Bao's appearance, he couldn't help but nod:
"Hit me hard!"
"You are jealous!"
Abao ran to Zhang Yutang with his head in his arms and said:
"Sir, they bully me. Why don't we take them with us this time when we stay in West Lake? Just take me with you."
"Ha ha---"
Zhang Yutang looked at them fighting, and his heart was filled with joy. He looked at Abao who came over and said with a smile: "How about this? I have to be fair. Let's show our hands and see who we won't let go."
"he!"
Li Yong and Xu Jiaorong pointed their fingers at A Bao at the same time, and then laughed together.
Zhang Yutang spread his hands, pretending to be helpless:
"You see, those who are enlightened will get a lot of help, but those who are unjust will get little help. I can't help you either."