A difference of one word is a world of difference.
The sword ancestor heard what the young man meant.
He had been silent for a long time, slowly raised his hand, holding a snowflake falling from the sky, his expression slightly dim.
The snowflakes melt in the palm of the palm, making them dizzy into dripping water stains, and soon they are swept and evaporated under the cold wind.
"Snow changes constantly in the process from condensed to melting."
The sword ancestor then raised his head, expressionless, as if he was stating an eternal truth:
"Little friend, so are people."
"Life has never been unchanged from the beginning of birth to the end of reincarnation."
Even though he stretched out his hand, he held a snowflake.
His palms were cold, and the snowflakes were lying quietly in his hands, not melting into water stains:
"But old man, the reason why snow is snow is because it has no intelligence. Whether it changes depends on the change of ambient temperature, not itself."
"But people are not. People have their own will. Even if the temperature difference suddenly changes, they cannot be evaporated into nothingness."
"The weak are powerless to turn the world back and cannot resist the environment. I understand, but can't even Sword Ancestor?"
The sword ancestor is silent.
Jinren looked straight at him: "I'm asking you, not snowflakes, old man."
I heard something from the Five Domains.
Master Shou was clearly asking, "If you think about it, you will change", and Master Sword was also answering, "I have changed, but everything is definitely not as simple as it sounds.
“Change…”
"Big change? Small change? What are you talking about?"
"Of course the Sword Ancestor has changed, but what else can he become? Will he become a Demon Ancestor? Haha, it's funny!"
Don’t say that you can’t understand the five domains.
Hua Changdeng, Gou Wuyue, etc., didn't understand it very much.
Only after Xu Xiaoshou reminded Bazun An, I know what this guy is asking about.
Jian Zu smiled: "If I want to move forward, I will naturally change."
"Hmm?" Jinren nodded, "What after?"
The Sword Ancestor signaled to the sword tower behind Xuanmiaomen, shook his head slightly, and stopped making any more noise.
"No after?"
"No."
“So far?”
"yes."
Even this "yes" has never triggered the passive system's lie detection function and popped up information, which makes people desperate.
The sword tower is completely controlled...
Even the remnant meaning of the Sword Ancestor was in the hands of the Demon Ancestor, and he could not make any waves, so he was desperate?
Yuanren frowned, unwilling to accept this.
He released the temperature, and the snowflakes in his palm melted rapidly, and then became water and were evaporated to dryness:
"But even the snow melts into water and steams into gas, it has not completely disappeared."
"When the temperature difference changes again, it will condense into fog, rain, and snow fall."
"Xue is still stubborn, and the ancient sword cultivator is proud, let alone you are the sword ancestor, but you said you are willing to end here?"
Who is willing to...
The sword ancestor looked at the young man with a sharp and sharp edge, and his eyes became more and more sighing.
He is no longer Him.
This era is no longer His era.
With relief, regret, helplessness, the Sword Ancestor smiled relievedly:
"The country is changing every day."
"Young man, my time has passed, and you have to walk your own way."
He is old!
I really want to slap this old man who is self-deprecating.
Then I thought, maybe the old man was not willing to accept it, but had to accept it - He had done all his skills, but the ending was still a failure?
Even so, the whole heart will be depressed.
He turned around, shook his sleeves angrily, and faced the five realms, shouting:
"The duckweed is tiny and swallows the sea and divides it into the belly of the child."
"The weeds do not speak, laughing at the sky pillars and folding in the autumn wind."
The five domains were surprised.
These two sentences are possessed by Master Shou, but this is not what Master Shou can say.
Can a dog spit out ivory?
The sword ancestor felt sad when he heard the sound.
Of course He heard the ridicule.
These two sentences were written by him when he planted jade bamboo and sisal in the East Mountain before he ascended to heaven and wrote his lifelong achievements.
That is, the sentences in the later generations of "Sword Sutra: Introduction".
He left some influence in it, and the sword cultivator who was not qualified and extraordinary, was confused and could not recognize it all.
Xu Xiaoshou...
As expected, this young man remembered it all after listening to it...
He is stunning in talent.
His temperament is even more important than his back then.
After cursing these two words behind your back, it is not enough. Turn your head and point to your nose and ridicule in front of you:
"Mosquito larvae has no instruments, and it is still the way of food."
"The Three Incense Sacrifices, dare to teach the ancestor god to blood."
After a pause, everyone looked at the sword ancestor in front of him, shook his head and murmured in great disappointment:
"Old man, it's really hard to connect your present moment with what you have written in the past. This is completely different."
The Sword Ancestor was calm and silent, not arrogant because of his past achievements, not ashamed of being scolded and ridiculed, not happy with things, and not sad with oneself.
He is just doing the "right" things right now.
On Lingyu Mountain, Gu Qing looked at the sky, Xu Xiaoshou and Jianzu, one young and one old, one high and one hungry, and his heart was mixed.
Once upon a time, he read the "Sword Sutra", and the introduction was that the qi rushed to the bull's fight. The main text was a subtle meaning. He knew the newness by being gentle and could not let go of the volume.
The sword ancestor he imagined should be the legendary eighth sword immortal who looked like when he was young and frivolous.
But if there is something wrong, draw the sword and kill it.
Now the Sword Ancestor has invited the famous sword twenty-one, but it is quite different from what I expected.
Even if Xu Xiaoshou had not come forward, ninety-nine percent of the people in the five realms would have to be blinded by him.
When Gu Qing could understand the general situation, he could not hear what Xu Xiaoshou was suggesting.
He only felt sad and lost.
The source of motivation for him to chase the way is not as good as Xu Xiaoshou when he sees it next - what is the difference between this and the sky falling?
"Snow……"
Gu Qing spread the snow in his palm.
The snow melted, and the god and Buddha in his mind seemed to have disappeared.
The top of the East Mountain.
Wen Ting wore a white dress and blended into a painting with the white snow in the mountains.
When the Sword Ancestor descended to the fifth realm, he also worshiped him. Now he looked up at Lingyu Mountain in the middle realm. He was also sad and disappointed.
"Snow……"
Snow is in the palm of your hand.
He had to let his palms be cold and refused to let the snow melt, but he knew that he could not hold the snow.
The snow is like quicksand, and it is gone in the end.
He spread his hands, and the snow in his palm was the same color as the top of the East Mountain.
Silk beside him.
Behind is the Yuzhu Forest.
Dongshan Sword Si, one of the ancestor trees, represents the brilliant achievements of the sword ancestor back then and is an unstoppable sword.
The jade bamboo forest is green and white, which is the integrity of ancient sword cultivators. They are proud, even though they are cold and fearless, and they are upwards. They have already taken root in the middle of the mountain, wanting to compete with the white snow on the top of the mountain.
"Play!"
Today, Wen Ting stood here, his ears were constantly irritated.
Jiansi cried softly, feeling sad because of the change of the Sword Ancestor. It was not like Qingju, crying without tears, crying silently.
What is noisy is the Yuzhu Forest that has not changed for millions of years. At this moment, the sound of firecrackers kept coming from behind, and everything was ruined.
"Broken bamboo..."
Wen Ting sneered and sighed and shook his head.
As soon as my hand rises, the white snow in my palm rises with the wind.
He did not let the snow melt like the sword ancestor and Xu Xiaoshou. He let the snow return to the snow, and when he looked up again...
The snow is flying all over the sky, blending into one.
It was like catkins, fluttering one after another.
"I heard that the snow was heavy..."
Wen Ting is not Gu Qingyi.
Already on the top of the East Mountain, he saw more and knew more clearly, and knew how difficult the situation was, and disappointment and regret were just a moment.
When he left, the most unfamous person among the Seven Sword Immortals had broken through the cold and became extremely hot, his steps were as firm as iron, and his momentum was high step by step.
"A whale falls, and all things are born!"
...
"Sword Ancestor."
The Bazun An made a voice for the third time.
Every time Xu Xiaoshou made a joke, he almost answered what he wanted to ask directly or deviately.
He doesn't need to think about the overall situation any more.
Just like when he used Xu Xiaoshou to disrupt the situation of Dongtian King City, the only thing that the Eight Zun An now needs to do is only one thing left.
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
Not a mess.
Instead, follow your own steps and slowly and firmly advance the situation in the expected direction.
"What kind of style is behind Xuanmiaomen?"
Everyone in the Five Realms could not remember the "Sword Sutra: Introduction", but they knew only eight masters of the three questions, but they all knew them.
The Sword Ancestor answered the first two questions.
This last one has little to do with the low-level ancient sword cultivator of the five realms, but it is the day and night thoughts of every person who wants to reach the highest level.
The sword ancestor turned around and looked at the Eight Zou An.
Unlike the stinky brat in front who was good at pointing out mulberry and scolding, this person, Huai Jin, was also very energetic.
He failed.
He is reincarnated.
Only when the leaves fall back to their roots and the new green spits out again can it be inherited.
This is the root of the peace of the Sword Ancestor. Every person who dares to question and ask questions in front of him can see the shadow of himself in the past.
The swordsmanship has never been cut off.
The character of the sword cultivator may have been broken, but never broken.
"I have always sought the greatness of the Tao and the completeness of the sword. Therefore, the black mist covers the eyes and the heart is filled with dust..."
As soon as this was said, everyone in the Five Realms heard some subtleties.
It seemed as if the little "humanity" that the Sword Saint had just entered the field and completely disappeared with his withdrawal for a long time.
The Sword Ancestor has returned to the "Sword Ancestor".
What is restored is Him who had just stepped out of the mysterious gate.
It is also the reason why Master Su stopped the Saint of Flower Swords and bowed to the great ceremony, and even more so that he repeatedly questioned him aggressively afterwards.
"The Sword Ancestor has changed, and he is no longer the Sword Ancestor."
The cultivators of the five realms got this answer from the questioning of the master just now. The only thing that was unknown was that they didn't know what the sword ancestor had become.
Of course, it’s either a good person!
The sword ancestor raised his two fingers with the sound, and the sword tower in the mysterious gate behind him became more and more solid, and it exuded a fatal attraction.
The strong sword rhyme spread in it, and the ancient sword cultivator was crazy and flocked to it, wishing to rush inside immediately.
"Greed, blinding oneself."
"So twelve swords were forged, peeled off the black lance, removed the dust, and tied it to the sword tower."
Speaking of this, the sword ancestor paused and changed his mind, and faced the third question to the Eight Masters:
"In addition to the twelve swords in the sword tower, my ancestor's imagination is mysterious, the spiritual thoughts are far away, the scenery in front of the door and behind the door is in one picture..."
Picture of Ten Sword Town!
At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, Liu Fuyu's mind moved.
She is the one in the sword tower. She often looks at the painting hanging on the wall on the bottom of the sword tower, but she never gets anything.
In the painting, there is a building, and a month above the building, a back is reflected, which is the shadow of the sword god's lonely building.
This painting was circulated in the Five Realms for unknown reasons long ago. I heard that it was a generation of sword guards in the sword tower that were drunk...
In short, I don’t know whether the process is true or not, but the result is that the ancient sword art of the Five Realms has been restarted and passed down from generation to generation. I have been forced to make a sound of Youtu. From then on, the sword art will be long-lasting.
The Sword God Gulou Ying is not the real name, so this respectful title comes from "Ten Swords Town Tower Picture".
"The twelve swords are on the top of the building, the moon is on the bottom of the building, the soldiers are on their hands, the road is on the soles of their feet, and people are on the building, so they can be passed on."
Above the sword sea, the sword ancestor has not stopped yet.
He said with a smile, pointing sideways at the mysterious behind the door.
Not only targeting the Eight Lords, but also referring to Hua Long Lantern, and Wu Yue, all the people:
"If you want to see the scenery behind the mysterious gate, enter the sword tower and get it all."
Come again?
Now when you look at the Sword Ancestor, you are simply watching the demon under the Demon Ancestor - making accomplices for the tiger, this is the case.
"Ba Zun An, you know what I want to say." He immediately sent a message.
But the Eight Zun An looked at the sword tower behind the mysterious gate, and his eyes were actually shining, as if attracted.
Guidance?
No, not...
This guy was not weak either.
If he could not withstand the guidance of the ancestor god, he would not even be able to lead the team of Holy Slaves.
That is to say, it is not that he is forced to be moved, but that he has a high opinion of himself and thinks that he can transcend himself?
Do you think you are a God?
"Eight masters know, you can't get in!" They are determined.
Bazunan finally turned his head, but did not agree with Xu Xiaoshou's words as soon as possible.
Just smiled slightly and refused to answer.
What is this guy thinking...
Perception swept away the long lights of flowers, and the moon is gone.
But after he pointed out that something was wrong with the Sword Ancestor, these people still dared to be moved.
Knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, you tend to go to Tiger Mountain?
They're all crazy, right?
"I won't go."
The first to express your opinion.
Originally, he was just here to show off.
The only task I assigned to him is to give Yan Python to help the Eight Lord An.
After that, the enemy showed weakness and concealed himself, the sword ancestor came out again, took the opportunity to act in a demon, and guided him in a roundabout way, and then collapsed the three ancestor alliances and other things that weakened the enemy. Do as much as you can do, and do not force it.
A thousand-mile dike collapses in an ant hole.
The corners of the wall need to be pried slowly, and it is impossible to be impatient.
Although this body is weak, death is not worth cherishing, and death is a place to die.
I will send you for nothing, and I may be controlled. I will never dare to be so lazy.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately chose to hide while Hua Changdeng was attracted by the picture of Jianlou.
But he did not leave without disappearing, but just retreated from a high altitude, indicating that he had left everything that would develop next and came to Mr. Siren.
The old man broke a big hole in his chest, and was in danger. He was waiting for rescue. It was already a bit too much after delaying for so long.
"Eight Lords An...
The only thing I was worried about was the Bazun who knew the slightly impulsive thoughts.
But Bazun Animation is not a dead chess. He has his own understanding and there are also wives and daughters behind him. He should understand that they cannot be given for free.
Then I don’t think about it anymore. Let this messing stick go to mess with it by myself. After that, everything I will protect you has nothing to do with me.
Hua Changdeng watched Xu Xiaoshou leave without mocking him.
This junior is already genius enough, and no senior is qualified to mock him.
Even if he chose to retreat at this step, with his temperament, he might not necessarily retreat. Perhaps he has other understandings.
The sword ancestor also looked at the young man falling onto the mountain, nodded to express his understanding, and then looked at the other three:
"It is not a coward, but a self-protection move."
"The three of you have made great achievements in your own path. After all, you have to attack jade from other mountains. Who are you retreating or advancing?"
Depend on!
Jinren didn't expect that the sword ancestor would even scold himself when he became cruel.
Who learned this from? Only then did you clearly cultivate a good look?
Hua Changdeng, the Eight Masters looked at each other, and each got the answer from each other's eyes.
The two of them looked at Gou Wuyue again.
Gou Wuyue, who had one arm, stood on Lingyu Mountain, silently.
Even though the sword ancestor looked at him several times, in fact, no one knew who the sword ancestor was looking at - after all, most people couldn't even see the appearance and figure of the sword ancestor.
Until Hua Ba's eyes settled and everyone suddenly realized that this third person had always been the Wuyue Sword Immortal?
Public opinion rose in a while:
"Although, Wuyue Sword Immortal is also a Seven Sword Immortal."
"But compared with Hua Changdeng, Eight Masters know that Gou Wuyue has no achievements, so what is his virtue?"
"Do you remember that the Wuyue Sword Immortal also rejected the extradition of the Xuanmiao Door Yunxiaguang!"
"So what, what we are talking about is that in the attainments of ancient swordsmanship, Hua Changdeng's only master of Fengdu, the eight masters know that each of them is skilled in swords and enlightenment, Gou Wuyue... It's just Gou Wuyue, what does he have?
”
"Who allows you to scold our Moonless Baby, if you don't make a sound, you'll make a big splash! Do you understand? Do you understand! Beat you to death!"
“…”
Much attention.
Gou Wuyue put one arm behind her waist, and one sleeve danced with the wind. He only pondered for a moment, then raised his chin slightly and made a faint sound: