At the foot of Wuliang Mountain, the fight between Lin Heng and Zuo Guangdou was over. The two stood on opposite sides. Lin Heng shook his sword slightly and shook off the two drops of blood on the tip of the sword. Opposite him, Zuo Guangdou's neck was
There was a trace of blood, but it wasn't deep. That was because Lin Heng left his hand...
"Quick Sword Lin Heng is indeed extraordinary. I lost!" Zuo Guangdou seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. Maybe he thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect that he would lose so easily. There were only thirty moves. In fact, the first
He lost at the eleventh move, but he was unwilling to give in, so he fought hard with Lin Heng, but the result was still the same. Not only did he lose, but he was also left with a permanent scar.
Lin Heng put away his sword, turned around and looked at the two of them calmly, saying: "You didn't lose to me, you lost to your own sword!"
More than ten years ago, a virtual image of a human figure without a sword suddenly appeared in Wuliang Back Mountain, and was called the Immortal Dance Sword by Wuliang Sect. Since then, most of the people in their sect have been practicing the Immortal Dance Sword, but their own swordsmanship has been unreliable.
Others might not know what was going on, but Lin Heng knew that it was Wu Yazi and Li Qiu Shui dancing with swords. How could the swordsmanship of the Xiaoyao Sect be so easy to learn?
Looking at the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts, all of them do not require the support of profound internal skills. Since the swordsmanship was danced by Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, it is naturally profound. If it is not profound, it is just a swordsmanship for fun. It is not as good as Wuliang swordsmanship. They go
If they learn swordsmanship that is not as good as Wuliang Swordsmanship, how can they not retreat in swordsmanship? Moreover, when they give up their own swordsmanship, they are giving up their own swords. How can such martial arts progress?
Zuo Guangdou didn't understand this and looked at Lin Heng in confusion. Lin Heng shook his head and had no intention of explaining, but Zuo Guangdou paid attention and said loudly: "Brother Lin, please give me some advice!"
Zuo Guangdou's words were filled with respect, because he also discovered that his swordsmanship had not improved over the years. He thought he was old at first, but then he imagined that he was not too old, only less than fifty. At such an age, he was not too old.
No matter how much progress he made, he would naturally not be able to bear it. This made him get into trouble and work harder to study the Immortal Sword Dance. Today he competed with Lin Heng, and the sword technique he used the most was his Wuliang Sect. As for the so-called Immortal Dance
He didn't understand the sword thoroughly, so he didn't dare to show it to his eyes. During this period, he also thought about using it, but Lin Heng's sword technique was too fast, and he had no chance to change his sword technique.
At this time, Lin Heng's words "You lost to your own sword" shocked him. He knew that Lin Heng must know the reason why his swordsmanship could not improve, so he lowered his body and said to Lin Heng in a pleading voice.
Keep talking.
Sighing, Lin Heng said: "Do you know what is the most important thing for a sword learner?"
"This..." Zuo Guangdou was stunned, with a hesitant look on his face. He didn't know how to answer. Zuo Zimu was also confused. He had no idea why Lin Heng would ask such a question. When he wanted to open his mouth to answer, he found that he
Unable to answer Lin Heng's question, he was stunned for a moment.
Lin Heng smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "In addition to practicing diligently, those who learn martial arts must also have confidence in themselves and the martial arts they learn. The same goes for those who learn swordsmanship. Since you want to practice swordsmanship,
You have to believe in the sword in your hand and your swordsmanship. In the fight just now, your sword appeared to have switching shackles several times. This is not like the situation that occurs in the Infinite Sword Palm Church. You are doubting your sword! Doubt it.
My own swordsmanship!"
Boom! Lin Heng's words really knocked on the door in Zuo Guangdou's heart. He suddenly figured out that the immortal sword dance he had learned over the years was not because he doubted the swordsmanship of his sect.
? He not only doubted the swordsmanship of his sect, but also doubted the sword in his hand. How could such a person make progress?
As soon as he figured this out, Zuo Guangdou looked disappointed. He didn't expect that after more than 40 years of practicing swordsmanship, he was still worse than a teenager. This is really ridiculous!
"Haha..." He laughed, but his laughter was full of loss and hatred for himself. What have I done over the years, and for what purpose?
Zuo Guangdou asked the sky silently. His pale face showed a trace of flushing. With a loud sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground softly.
"Father..." Zuo Zimu was shocked and immediately stepped forward to support Zuo Guangdou, with a look of fear on his face.
Zuo Guangdou shook his head and said weakly to Zuo Zimu: "I'm fine." Then he said to Lin Heng: "Thank you, Brother Lin, for your guidance. Zuo Guangdou is very grateful. Brother Lin, Zuo Guangdou also wants to ask one more question.
, what do you think swordsmanship should be like?"
He shouldn't have asked this question, because it was a person's understanding of the sword and it was something inherited, but he was unwilling not to ask. He wanted to know how far behind Lin Heng was. He was already older.
, but he does not want the Wuliang Sect to decline. He knows that he will not achieve much, but he hopes to train Zuo Zimu from now on and let him revive the Wuliang Sword.
But what should he do? Let him do it by himself, he might not succeed, but if he can get Lin Heng's guidance, he might succeed, so he asked.
Lin Heng was not a self-conscious person. Since he had just explained it to Zuo Guangdou, he would not fail to answer at this time. He said: "There is no limit to martial arts, and the same is true for swords! A swordsman learns from the basics.
They are no different from ordinary Jianghu people, except that they have an extra sword in their hands. Master Zuo, what do you think of this mountain?"
Zuo Guangdou and Zuo Zimu were both stunned, not understanding the meaning of Lin Heng's words. He had no intention of asking them to answer, and said to himself: "In the eyes of beginners, this mountain is just a mountain, and the sword is also a sword. That's all.
It’s the foundation! Zuo Zimu, do you think that mountain is a mountain?”
"This..." Zuo Zimu was at a loss, with an idiot look on his face, but Zuo Guangdou was a little enlightened. He looked at Lin Heng and said in a daze: "You said, that mountain is not a mountain, and the sword is no longer a sword!"
Lin Heng nodded and said: "When we learn swordsmanship, we start by learning the basics. To put it bluntly, it is sword skills such as stabbing, cutting, chopping, pointing, and slashing. Children can also learn these sword skills. Why are we swordsmen and they are not?
? Because we will continue to combine these sword styles to form sword techniques. The infinite sword techniques are like this, and my sword techniques are like this. At this time, what we are pursuing is the change of sword techniques, that is, the mountain is not a mountain, and the sword is not a sword.
"
"Are you also in this realm?" Zuo Guangdou suddenly asked a question, which made Lin Heng stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, you, Zuo Zimu, and I are all in this realm."
"But why are we so different?" Zuo Zimu couldn't help but asked when he heard Lin Heng say that he was in the same realm as him. But before Lin Heng could answer, he asked: "Is it because my swordsmanship is not good enough?
"
"Stupid!" Zuo Guangdou cursed. He can become the leader of a sect, and he is not a stupid person. At this time, he has somewhat thought of Lin Heng's words and said: "Brother Lin just said that I don't believe in my sword. Now I
I also tell you that you don’t believe in your sword. Yes, we are in the same realm, but our understanding of swords is different. The two of us doubted our swords, so we lost. Brother Lin believed in his sword, and the sword
He is persistent and sincere, so he has superb swordsmanship and wins."
Hearing this, Lin Heng continued: "In my opinion, this realm can be distinguished by three levels. The first level is that there is a sword in your hand but no sword in your heart. The sword is in your hand, but there is no sword in your heart.
, what you practice is swordsmanship, but you only think it is a technique, which is no different from fists and kicks. The second level is that you have a sword in your hand and a sword in your heart. People have feelings, towards people, cats and dogs, and the world.
All things, including the sword in your hand, are no exception. When you like the sword, you will naturally believe in it and be attached to it. At this time, although your swordsmanship is still the swordsmanship, it is infinitely changing. The third level is that there is no sword in your hand.
, there is a sword in my heart. I can see this realm to some extent, but I am still a little behind in using it. Master Zuo, you see this is a swordsmanship!"
As he said that, Lin Heng thrust out his finger, and it looked like a long sword piercing straight. Zuo Guangdou saw Lin Heng's movements and immediately understood what he meant. The saying that there is no sword in the hand but a sword in the heart is a sword.
It doesn't matter whether he is in his hand or not, because he can turn everything in the world into a sword.
"Lin, Brother Lin, which realm do you think I am in?" Zuo Zimu asked stutteringly after hearing Lin Heng's detailed explanation.
Lin Heng smiled and did not answer him, but asked: "You shouldn't ask me this question, you should ask yourself, the sword in your hand. Look at the sword in your hand, do you have a sword in your heart?"
"This..." For a moment, Zuo Zimu was at a loss. He looked at the sword in his hand blankly and chewed Lin Heng's words carefully. Beside him, Zuo Guangdou did the same. He looked at his sword and kept asking questions in his mind.
Do you love the sword? Do you have a sword in your heart?
After a long time, the two of them came back to their senses. Lin Heng did not leave, but stood looking at the two of them calmly.
Zuo Guangdou took a deep breath and asked Lin Heng for the last time: "Brother Lin, is there a third realm of swordsmanship?"
Lin Heng pondered and nodded, saying: "A mountain is still a mountain, and a sword is still a sword! I don't understand this realm very well, but I can somewhat imagine it. Master Zuo, look at the peaks on Wuliang Mountain. If it comes,
How can you resist?"
Leaving a question behind, Lin Heng turned around and said: "Master Zuo, this realm is too high, so it's better not to aim too high." After that, Lin Heng walked down the mountain step by step. He was not fast, but he could take one step at a time.
He walked forward like a flash, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and disappeared after a while.
At the foot of the mountain, Zuo Guangdou sighed softly. He also knew that his last question was too ambitious, but he hoped to have a starting point, a starting point that would allow Wuliang Sword to have imagination.
"Zimu, you have heard the three realms mentioned by Brother Lin. I hope you can work hard on this."
Zuo Zimu nodded vigorously. He had never thought that swordsmanship could be so divided and profound. For the first time, he aroused his yearning for the sword, and secretly vowed that he must work hard to achieve the greatness of the Infinite Sword. (Unfinished)
