The latecomers made arrogant remarks, claiming that they wanted to recognize their predecessors on the path of swordsmanship?
I was huddled in a dark little room by myself in the wind, holding my golden apricot in my hand and silently paying attention to the scene of the battlefield in the ghost and Buddhist world. I felt the absurdity of life again for the first time in a long time.
"How dare he..."
Half a year later, Fengzhongzui faded from passion to comfort.
Huayue Tower is his world, attracting the attention of the five regions, giving people a feeling of "I am the focus of the world".
From a bystander, I preach for Master Shou.
To become the protagonist in the preaching scene, like Mr. Shou, he enjoyed the pleasure of being noticed in the five realms.
Many people go through this process throughout their lives with no end in sight.
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Drunkenness in the Wind only took a few months to achieve.
Being successful at a young age is probably nothing more than that.
To borrow from Master Shou's words, "There will be no genius like me in a hundred generations, and it will be difficult for anyone to become a master again in an eternity." It may be better than that.
But in a sense, why not?
After all, they all call themselves...the Drunken Emperor!loadAdv(5,0);
Feng Zhongzui bent his hands and wanted to hug himself, but the flesh on his belly and his fat and restrictive arms restrained his movement.
The room was very small, with all the curtains drawn, making it pitch black.
He suddenly felt cold.
"How could this be?"
"It shouldn't be like this..."
Jin Xing preached for half a year, and Feng Zhongzui imitated Shou Ye in the preaching mirror at that time. He often made arrogant words and acted recklessly, and the response was very good.
From the saint emperors and ancestors to the ordinary people, they either quoted scriptures or made them up out of thin air.
Anyone who goes to the sword testing platform can comment on it.
He thought that he had seen through Master Shou's "grandstanding" method, and he had indeed benefited a lot from using this technique in Jin Xing's preaching.
An obvious fact is:
When others act like "clowns" in this way, all they get is abuse.
As a son of destiny in the preaching mirror world, I imitated Master Shou's words and deeds, and as expected, I received mostly admiration and praise.
The number of apricots paying attention to themselves is gradually increasing.
Feng Zhongzui's figure was out of shape and he gained weight, but Kyoko and the others were able to work together to lift themselves high into the sky.
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Stand high and see far.
Drunk in the wind, you can look down on the world!
But now, when he saw Master Shou "recognizing" Hua Jianxian in the world of ghosts and Buddhas, Feng Zhongzui suddenly felt horrified.
"Wrong..."
He found that the only people he ever talked about were low-ranking people.
He is an ordinary ancient sword cultivator who is fighting with each other, and he is a spiritual refiner who wants to be known as a good swordsman and comes to the stage with just a sword... They are all ordinary people.
There has never been a real master on the sword trial stage.
He couldn't even invite Mr. Yang, let alone the new generation such as Bei Jianxian, Mr. Siren and other older generation swordsmen!
But what about Shouye?
Master Shou also pointed at heaven and earth, ridiculed rivers and mountains, and looked down upon ancestors and gods.
But he does not judge as an outsider, but takes charge of the situation, confronts the provocation - and has the ability to deal with it, this is the most important thing!
"mad!"
With a dog beside me, I am the king.
Master Shou interpreted the word "crazy" so vividly that even Hua Jianxian didn't even take it seriously.
Fengzhongzui once thought that he was wrong.
He used the posture of a king to comment on the disgraceful two-pronged combatants who were barking and barking on the sword-testing platform, which also explained "crazy".loadAdv(5,0);
But……
Is this really "crazy"?
Drawing a tiger is not like a dog. It seems that the millions of spectators in Jinxing for half a year are still in dispute as to whether they are watching the fun on stage or their own fun.
Xiao Wanfeng's invitation before leaving flashed in his mind again. Feng Zhongzui lowered his head and looked at his current fat body, with a bitter look on his face.
What did he realize...
How absurd is life?
But the absurd thing is never the actions like Mr. Shou’s to please the public, but the fact that he thinks he is really trying to please the public and imitates his actions.
My life is in a mess!
"Three million..."
"Five million..."
"Seven million..."
Feng Zhongzui watched the matchmaker Jin Xing's scene with increasing number of spectators, and most of them were people who had paid attention to him before.
He clenched his fists.
After Huayuelou forcibly closed the Jinxing screen that time, when he returned home, he saw that his people had gone to the matchmaker.
He tried to reopen his golden apricot screen, but the result was...
"Thirty thousand people!"loadAdv(5,0);
From seven million, it suddenly dropped to 30,000.
The scariest thing was not this, but the fact that after opening the Jinxing Missionary School, Feng Zhongzui suddenly became speechless and unable to speak, as if his borrowed talent had been taken away by God.
He hadn't read any reviews for several months, but by some strange coincidence, he took a look himself...
It’s all abuse, it’s all criticism, it’s all accusation!
Compared with when I first preached the gospel, the sky and the earth were the same.
Feng Zhongzui immediately closed the Jinxing preaching screen.
He hid in his own closed space.
He wanted to go to the world of ghosts and Buddhas, and wanted to catch up in Xiao Wanfeng's footsteps. He knew that as long as he stood there and preached, all the glory would come back.
"I don't dare anymore?"
A leaf obscures the vision, and the holy mountain cannot be seen.
Drunk in the darkness and the wind, I asked myself, and asked what was in my heart, trembling with shock.
In fact, there has never been a leaf that can cover the drunkenness in the wind. He also knows that he just covered his eyes and is now used to being comfortable.
"Master Shou dares to make fun of Hua Changdeng. I followed Master Shou to fight against the ancestral gods. Why shouldn't I dare to go?" Feng Zhong laughed drunkenly.
The room is too dark.
He opened the curtains and pushed open the wooden windows.loadAdv(5,0);
The view outside the window is beautiful. It is a beautiful courtyard that only wealthy people can create, but it is framed by the square window sill and feels too stuffy.
"Well..."
It’s so boring that I can’t even breathe!
Gritting his teeth drunkenly in the wind, he held up the window sill and walked towards the door, deciding to go out for some fresh air before deciding whether to go to the ghost and Buddhist world to preach.
Crunch——
The door opens.
The first thing that comes into view in the courtyard is a golden apricot tree, which was planted half a year ago. The golden crown of the apricot tree is magnificent.
"Master Shou..."
Fengzhongzui stopped by the door, looking at the tall golden apricots, and was stunned.
He actually went to the apricot world to ask for branches from the ancestral tree Dragon Apricot. He planned to transplant a sub-tree, but Mr. Li refused.
Just settle for the next best thing.
This golden apricot is the best variety in the apricot world.
Once cultivated, it can become a holy plant and transform a surrounding area into a blessed land, which is most suitable for keeping at home.
But……
"Who raised the golden apricot? Why hasn't it been canonized yet?"
Drunken in the wind, he suddenly burst out drinking, his voice extremely ferocious.
The servants who were cutting flowers and weeding nearby shivered with fright, blinked in the wind, and realized that they had lost their composure.loadAdv(5,0);
The servant actually takes good care of this golden apricot.
Although the holy plant has not been cultivated, it is good to cultivate a first-grade spiritual plant in half a year.
However, it seems that the Apricot Realm is indeed different from the Holy Continent. The forcibly transplanted Holy Plants can only prosper falsely. They feel sluggish from the root up to the wind, and there is no hope of the Spiritual Plants being canonized.
Is it because I am acclimatized?
"Sorry, I scared you."
Feng Zhongzui pondered for a long time, then took the initiative to explain to the people around him: "Suddenly I felt a little bored..."
The servant breathed a sigh of relief and felt better.
The four-throne gatekeeper who was responsible for carrying the sedan looked at Feng Shao leaving the training room, looked at him, and asked following the voice:
"Master Feng, do you want to go out?"
The throne carries the sedan chair and the golden apricot carriage.
Serve me tenderly, with my chest on the couch and my legs on the pillow.
This has been the standard for traveling in the wind and snow for the past six months, regardless of wind or snow.
The four throne guards looked at him and knew that the next destination should be Huayue Tower.
Drunk in the wind, I looked back, but I was shivering from the cold.
He seemed to see Xiao Wanfeng turning around at the door, letting himself choose between the light of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and the comfort of the Golden Apricot Carriage. loadAdv(5,0);
He opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, unable to give an answer.
He retracted into the door, sealed himself again, and whispered through the wooden door, with some choking in his voice:
"No, I won't go out anymore..."
…
This trip has been fruitful.
What Xu Xiaoshou wants to arrest is the will of Hua Changdeng.
And the so-called "one sword" is never arrogance, but the absolute confidence derived from his own strength after half a year of cultivating his reputation.
The mere will of the Holy Emperor...
No matter how strong you are, can it be better than the seven stages of loving the common people?
In front of Jinxing's millions of spectators watching the battle with dumbfounded attention.
In front of Hua Changdeng, after hearing the "joke", he had a slightly amused expression on his face.
Xu Xiaoshou no longer concealed his fighting intention, and lightly brushed the blade of the simple stone sword with his two fingers. The sword was agile and buzzing.
"Jian Nian..."
Hua Changdeng was not surprised, he just recognized the silver sword power that slowly emerged from the stone sword.
Very light, very shallow.
Like mist and mist.
But this was once the logo of the Eight Masters.loadAdv(5,0);
When he observes the sword, strokes the sword, and commands the sword, the sword moves with his thoughts and can destroy everything.
Hua Changdeng came back to his senses from the past, but lamented that people today are no longer the same people they were thirty years ago. They are still arrogant, and their power is different.
Of course, the quality and quantity of the sword thought are completely inferior to the eight masters who knew one finger at that time.
But Xu Xiaoshou's words were surprising. What he said was actually slightly different from what he thought:
"Xu has been cultivating his reputation for half a year and has gained quite a lot."
"However, after all, I am a young swordsman with little talent and little knowledge. I have some humble opinions. I hope the Ghost Sword Immortal can correct me."
name……
Hua Changdeng had an unexpected incident.
He looked over and saw that what moved Xu Xiao was Nian, the sword Nian.
But as soon as the word "name" came out, it seemed that the smoke and mist on the stone sword took on an extra layer of mystery?
Hua Changdeng still didn't understand, so he didn't respond with words.
In the scene of Matchmaker Golden Apricot, there was a lot of discussion. The only thing that surprised everyone was:
"It's so scary. When did Master Shou become so humble?"
"I feel like I'm holding back a big blow. Is Hua Jianxian really going to be killed by Master Shou?"
"Kill, kill..."loadAdv(5,0);
Those who don't mind watching the excitement will always be the only outsiders.
The matchmaker could no longer be fooled. When she heard Master Shou's "perverted" self-effacing remarks, she forced herself to get up.
run!
She grabbed Jin Xing, but fortunately both of them restrained their external pressure and were able to run quickly with their long legs.
You can retreat, retreat, there are eight million spectators in the Jinxing scene, it is impossible for the matchmaker to dampen their interest, and cut off her own opportunity, while retreating, she said:
"Brothers, Master Shou is practicing 'name'. Does anyone know what this 'name' is? How is it different from Jian Nian?"
"Actually, it's not important. What the matchmaker really wants to ask is that sentence..."
"I won't die, right?"
While everyone was looking forward to it, he saw Master Shou's fingertips brushing against the stone sword, causing mist from the stone sword to rise. His eyes looked over the stone sword, and the mist from the sword liquefied into drops.
When he put the stone sword upright on his chest, half-covering his face, he raised it upside down.
On the body of the stone sword, a clear stream of water has wrapped around it, like a snake winding, like a vine coiling, like the "named ten-segment sword finger" at that time!
"this……"
Hua Changdeng's pupils were slightly condensed, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
In just a blink of an eye, the sword thoughts gathered by the stone sword were like plucking onions on dry land. Their quality and quantity actually increased to the point where even I felt a little bit dangerous.loadAdv(5,0);<
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No, this is not Jian Nian, this is what he said...
name!
Stone swords are not the only ones who can pull onions on dry land.
When the stone sword phenomenon first appeared, Xu Xiaoshou's feet spread out even if it fell into Hua Changdeng's eyes, the secret formation of the sword was still considered "perfect" in every aspect.
But I saw this young man stepping on the secret formation of swordsmanship, and the stone sword in his hand was gathering. He was in a state of harmony between heaven and man, and he shouted softly with the sound of Taoism in his mouth:
"The name is like fire."
"Fire is good at burning all things and ignites them all. It does what everyone wants, so it goes against the Tao."
As soon as these words came out, Jinxing's millions of spectators were confused, but the Hua Chang Deng facing them moved and read something:
The kid in front of me is actually trying to define "name"?
He is taking a brand new path, a path that no one has ever set foot in in the world of ancient sword cultivation!
Yes, what this young man said is indeed true.
The name is like a raging fire, and its best thing is to burn everything and then extinguish it along with the things burned.
But in the world of secular life, who has not pursued fame and wealth while practicing spiritual cultivation?
Dynasty withered tomb, red and pink skull.
Who doesn’t know that in the end it’s just a dream, all in vain, but in this process, there is no pursuit?loadAdv(5,0);
Not to mention anything else, just the three words "Eight Masters", based on the belief in the five realms, the contemplation of thoughts, and the benefits of cultivating one's reputation can be seen.
It is "fame" that moves the world, and "fame" brings countless temptations, making everyone still flock to it after knowing the benefits and dangers of "fame".
A general will be famous if he succeeds, and he will be famous if he fails.
Although Hua Changdeng single-handedly created the ending of the Eight Masters becoming famous in the Holy Mountain, he never thought that a young man of such an age before him could also understand this level.
only……
He named his swordsmanship with "the name is like fire".
The way is contradictory, it is said that the name is like fire, but the way of presentation is that the name is like water, just like water and fire are incompatible, how can you use a sword that shocks the world and kills others with it?
Hua Changdeng wants to laugh.
He laughs at young people who are arrogant. What he says and what he does are completely contrary to each other and completely unreasonable. He is seeking his own destruction!
But Xu Xiaoshou didn't stop.
After he finished saying "name is like fire", he swung the stone sword in his hand.
The water flow that had gathered before and wrapped around the sword shattered and turned into waves, spreading hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles... and spreading to infinity!
At this time, the land in Zhongyuan Realm floated and seemed to turn into sea level.
Under the moonlight, the sea surface is sparkling, with cracks everywhere, and water vapor is released. The water vapor rises into the sky, making everything ethereal.loadAdv(5,0);
Not just Zhongyuanjie!
Under the influence of this sword, the entire world of ghosts and Buddhas began to ripple with water mist and rise with steam.
Not just the world of ghosts and Buddhas!
Soon, all over the five regions, from dirty and filthy places, to places that no one cares about, there are waves of light and fame.
"This is again..."
Hua Changdeng hesitated.
After spending half his life practicing swordsmanship, he has never seen such a scene.
Names come from all over the five regions, like the sun shining on the river and the sea, and the mist rising, but the end point of the collection is actually the simple stone sword in the hands of the young man in front of me!
"The name is like fire?"
This is not "famous as fire" at all!
Is this kid telling sarcastic lies, trying to deceive his senior swordsman, so as to achieve the effect of killing the enemy with "one sword"?
But……
Is Xu Xiaoshou really lying?
No, Hua Changdeng cannot understand his way.
In other words, as powerful as Hua Changdeng, he has only seen the tip of the iceberg on the sea. He only knows the general name for the "famous swordsmanship", but does not know the reason for the name.
"Buzz!"
The sound of sword chants in the five realms moves.loadAdv(5,0);
Xu Xiaoshou held the stone sword in his hand, slowly lifted it from his chest and pointed it straight at the sky.
Dao chains appeared around the stone sword.
With the roar, the Taoist chain shattered, the sword body leaked silver, and the reputation was great.
At this moment, not only Jin Xing’s millions of spectators, but also the spiritual refiners from all over the five regions of the Holy God Continent raised their eyes...
In the second world built on the Holy Continent.
In that vast sea of fog that can cover the five realms!
It can be seen that the silver moon hangs high, and the name is like a building rising above the sea level. On the top of the tall building stands the first swordsman. He holds a sword and reads "Shang Ming":
"A good name is like water!"
"Water is good for all things and does not fight for it. It is what everyone hates, so it is close to the Tao."
As soon as these words came out, Huachang Deng's expression changed completely. ()