After the fight, the scope of the two people's activities became larger and larger. There were traces of their fights in the valleys, dense forests, hills, and grass. Chen Yunsheng admired this apprentice's talent in swordsmanship. He was just a mere one.
He has made such progress in just a few months. If given more time, his future will be limitless.
After fighting for half an hour, Chen Yunsheng put away his sword, looked at Xu Bailu with satisfaction and said, "Now you understand the relationship between swordsmanship and sword power."
Xu Bailu nodded and said: "Swordsmanship and sword power are the same thing, but they are just viewed from different angles."
Chen Yunsheng suddenly remembered a sentence in a sword manual, and said casually: "They are all murderous swords. You can't tell them apart, and there is no need to tell them apart."
Xu Bailu was stunned and said: "My disciple disagrees. Although it seems that the purpose of practicing sword is to kill, it depends on the person holding the sword. If the person has the sword in his heart and has the sword in his hand, then why not save people?
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Chen Yunsheng chuckled and said, "If you achieve great things, you can also help the world. I hope that one day you can be a sword-bearer in the world and cut off all injustices in the world."
Xu Bailu's eyes showed a sharp edge, and he nodded and said: "My disciple has written it down."
He bowed deeply to Chen Yunsheng, then turned and left. Looking at Xu Bailu's back stretched by the sun, Chen Yunsheng seemed to see himself on Lingyun Peak. Simple and innocent, he was not sure what made Xu Bailu
Such crazy practice may be related to Xu's mother's misfortune. Perhaps Xu Bailu's real purpose is to save all the unfortunate people in the world.
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It was past noon, and Han Feng was staring at the big sun in a daze. The leaves of the trees around him were curling up tiredly. The monks in the temporary camp all had their own things to do. They either meditated behind closed doors, or consulted with each other.
At the very least, I would wander around and learn about the customs of Lantau Island.
Han Feng was too lazy to wander around and didn't want to practice. He felt that the ethereal Tao was like clouds floating in the sky, which he could see but couldn't catch. He took out a very thin tube, put it close to a bunch of ants and dropped a drop of green
The liquid. The ants boiled instantly, like a layer of black waves, rushing toward the drop of green liquid. However, as soon as they got close to the dense liquid on the ground, they all curled up into a ball, and they couldn't die anymore.
Already.
The sudden change lasted for the duration of a stick of incense. There was already a large pile of ant corpses piled up under the tree, but not a single ant could reach the small circle of moisture left by the drop of green liquid on the soil.
Han Feng patted his thigh and said, "Good boy, it's so poisonous."
Then he frowned again, thought for a long time, took out another small tube, and dropped a drop of blue liquid on another piece of loess. He also dropped a drop of the green liquid he had just used on this piece of land.
The surrounding ants were attracted again, but this time not one of them was poisoned to death.
This scene seemed to have been rehearsed in his mind, and he did not show any surprise. After a while, the black ants on the ground began to twitch, and each small black thing curled up into a ball.
The dead pretense is the same as before. This time the spread is wider, and there are no more living ants within ten feet.
Han Feng stood up and stretched hard, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. There was no doubt that this experiment did not meet his expectations. He rubbed his eyes that were a little sore from staring at the ants for too long.
Walking towards his house, two large pools of black ant corpses on the ground began to slowly rot, and a stench was blown away by the wind, causing the monks who passed by to leave without covering their noses.
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After completing the practice of traveling back and forth between the tops of two mountains with ten swords within two breaths, Chen Yunsheng was not complacent. He knew that there was not much time left for him. There were still more than twenty days before the start of the competition, and he
It seems that there are no reinforcements here. Zhuge Jingyu is in charge of the Tianqiong Sect. Although he is good at strategy, he can't help much even if he comes to compete in this arena of absolute strength. Besides, there is also a man who is the best in the world in terms of conspiracy here.
Sit in charge, and if it doesn't work, it's useless whoever came to do it.
Back at the camp, Chen Yunsheng wanted to bother Fei Yunzi and pester him to give him some pointers. After all, the battle was about to begin, and he didn't care whether the other party would be nice or not. But when he approached the room where Fei Yunzi was resting, he suddenly
A low-level monk from the Tianqiong Sect stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Master, stay here. Senior Feiyun has something to say first. Anyone can only stay here. He is in a small solitary confinement and will not be able to leave until August 15th." This young man who usually rarely shows up in Taibai Peak
The low-ranking monk said respectfully.
Without the shackles of seniority, there is only respect among the monks of Tianqiong Sect, but no inferiority.
Chen Yunsheng was slightly stunned, but his heart felt warm. His master actually started to retreat for his own sake. It seemed that he was not the only one who was under pressure. This arena was really difficult to fight in. He nodded, left the cabin, and left.
On the way here, the night breeze was blowing. He saw firelight coming from the dense forest from time to time. The pure fire energy was particularly eye-catching in the cool night. There was no doubt that it was Xue Li who was practicing hard.
When passing Bai Shisan's room, the door opened, and the situation inside the room was clear. The tiger demon, with its upper body and red-haired blood lion, was discussing the wine table. The two were quite bold when drinking, and every move
The cups had to be bumped hard, and the bronze wine barons that were considered durable goods in the eyes of others had become bumpy in their hands.
Chen Yunsheng couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the two of them had long since forgotten their grudges at the wine table. Going further, he saw Bai Huahuazheng and Bai Murong walking under the moon. One of the two women was beautiful, and the other was elegant. They had different beauties.
, but it was equally touching. Seeing Chen Yunsheng's arrival from a distance, Bai Huahua smiled and walked away with a tacit understanding, leaving Bai Murong standing there handsomely, as if the two had made an appointment to meet here.[
Chen Yunsheng walked into the woman, and an inexplicable fragrance hit him, making him a little intoxicated. This fragrance was both familiar and unfamiliar. It had accompanied him through the miserable wind and rain in Tianshui City, but it faded away because of the appearance of another woman.
"I won't give up." Bai Murong urgently expressed her feelings without waiting for Chen Yunsheng to speak. The woman's reserve was too weak for her.
"The wood flowers are blooming." Chen Yunsheng pointed to a pass in front of him. It was three hundred feet away from here and it was difficult to see clearly with his eyesight.
"How do you know?" Bai Murong still didn't believe it.
"The vibrations the petals make when they are blown by the wind tell me that besides wood flowers, there are other flowers that can bloom in such brilliant pairs." Chen Yunsheng said leisurely.
"It's open at night. Even if it's open all over the mountains and plains, who would appreciate it?" Bai Murong's cold voice was quite penetrating, allowing Chen Yunsheng to hear the woman's dissatisfaction with him.
Chen Yunsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Given the beauty of the wood, there will always be people who appreciate the flowers. Are you really worried that you will not be able to appreciate your beauty by yourself? Besides, it is not necessary to find a true flower appreciator in life.
Well, self-absorption may not be a fun thing."
Bai Murong said angrily: "Why don't you go and admire yourself? You just teach others a lesson in this way."
Chen Yunsheng sighed, "I was already living a miserable life. There were disasters at home when I was young. I spent all my time with wild beasts as a teenager. I didn't speak as much as I did in one day every year. If I hadn't learned to speak at that time, I would probably be a
Mute. The first woman I met after coming down the mountain was Xiaoshan. Although she was unruly, she was kind-hearted, and I was willing to be with her without realizing it. To be honest, I didn’t have a certain mentality to find a companion for myself.
, but since we are companions, one is enough, and too many will cause trouble."
Bai Murong snorted coldly, expressing his extreme disdain for this argument, "People who appreciate flowers may not be able to only stare at one. Even beautiful flowers will get tired of them over time."
Chen Yunsheng still sighed and stopped talking, just staring at the woman's beautiful and elegant face.
Bai Murong smiled sadly, turned around and left. Not giving up would mean getting hurt, not on the body, but in the heart.
Chen Yunsheng was about to return to his wooden house when he heard someone laughing under the tree. Suddenly there was laughter in the quiet night. Even a monk who thought he was a monk couldn't help but be startled. And Chen Yunsheng was surprised.
The reason is more because his Yuan Shen and Yuan Magnetic are both extremely powerful, but he accidentally detects that there is another person under the tree. The words between him and Bai Murong just now made many people who only think with their lower bodies scold them.
This person must be allowed to listen.
"My Buddha is compassionate." Nian jumped out like a ghost with a calm smile. Seeing Chen Yunsheng's bad expression, he hotsk added, "This time I can give you enough reminders before I show up.
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Chen Yunsheng stared at his shiny head and said, "What are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
Nian said with a shy face: "Aren't you asleep too? I'm meditating on Kurong Zen under the tree, but this place seems quiet but it's not. Several couples have come here before and after."
Chen Yunsheng was a little curious and asked, "Who did you see?"
"First there was Li Tiezui and the night party he arranged for the eyes and ears in Jiuyao City. They talked furtively for a while and then dispersed. Then there was a little girl named Ye and a man named Xue who were arguing here. It was a fierce fight between ice and fire.
, followed by two women in bright clothes chatting about what love is, which was so smelly and long that it was difficult for the young monk to clean it up. Then one of the little women left and you joined in." Nian's face showed a tireless expression.
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Chen Yunsheng had already slandered this bald little monk eighteen thousand times in his heart, but with a hint of curiosity, he asked: "What did Xue Li and Ye Sihan say?"
The young monk stared at Chen Yunsheng's face and said with a smile: "Although I accidentally heard it, it doesn't mean I will tell it. Just treat me as a stone. Which stone have you ever seen that can talk?"