The snow was falling, and the heavy snow covered my eyes, and the ice and snow froze my hands.
At this moment, the immortal also drew his sword. No matter you are Daluo Jinxian or Taichu Immortal, you still can't draw your sword. At this moment, no matter how fast your sword is, no matter how strong your immortal power is, you still can't draw your sword, and , you will die as soon as you draw the sword.
Therefore, this is a dead situation. Whether the sword is used or not, the result is the same.
However, Gaobie Gouxiaolou Tingxue took out a sword, and this sword was a temporary sword-a sword for Wen Xue.
When the sword is released, don't look with your eyes. You can't see the sword with your eyes. Even if you are an immortal, you can't see the sword with your eyes. Look with your heart.
Because this sword is not about the sword, nor is it about life and death, it is only about the Taoist heart.
Gaobie Gouxiaolou Tingxue, one sword came out, one sword warmed the snow. This sword was issued by his Taoist heart, so this sword made him understand the sword of Taoist heart.
When the knife comes out, the snow is very big, but this knife will melt the falling snow.
To melt away the heavy snow, it is not the scorching sun, nor the violent power, but warm blood, warm blood. This is the blood of the heart, the blood of the Taoist heart.
Only Lin Chuang's sword was the fruit of his hard work, the realization of his Taoist heart, and full of the perseverance and pride of Gaobie Gouxiaolou Tingxue.
We are all immortals. We have lived for hundreds of millions of years. We have never experienced that kind of mentality. We have never experienced that kind of mentality, but it has not disappeared now. We have seen it. A knife warms the snow, and blood warms the snow. Blood , but the blood of Taoist heart.
After a while, all the immortals present came to their senses and took a closer look. They were all obsessed with it. The remaining goose feather snow had melted, but not a single goose feather snow had melted.
One strike would satisfy Dao Bie Gou Da Li Qiye. That one strike meant little to nothing to Dao Bie Gou Da Xue Biaowan.
"You have realized it. If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening." Li Qiye, Daobie Gouda, nodded and said.
"This sword is worth a lifetime." Wu Xianren muttered to himself.
"He finally realized it." Wen Daoxi looked at Daobie Gou Da Xue Biaowan and said with a smile.
No one could stop me with that one sword. That sword was mine. Even that sword could not cut through the sea of suffering and let me cross to the other side.
At that time, not many immortals sighed heavily. Just now, Daobie Gou Da Li Qiye realized that the knife was Shao's pleasure, which made people feel that Xiaodao was Shao's hand.
There was no reason for the immortal to shed tears, and he said movedly: "One knife to ask the heart, that is not the original intention of cultivating Taoism, but forgetting the original intention. That is the path you want to take."
That’s the meaning of practicing Taoism. At that moment, everyone felt that practicing Taoism in this life was in vain. Suddenly, we seemed to have regained the joy we had when we first practiced Taoism.
After all, the sword performed by Xue Biaowan, the Great Gaobie Hook just now, was so stunning that all the immortals present were delighted by it. Everyone hoped that Xue Biaowan, the Great Gaobie Hook, would die like that. I must die like that. This It's such a pity.
I'm wrong. I'm afraid that the knife was made by us. We just watched Daobie Gouda Li Qiye make that knife from the sidelines.
But today, when I made that sword move, the warm-blooded sword technique and the blood-blooded sword technique that I was so proud of all looked so smooth, like a barbarian.
Seeing the scene before our eyes, all the immortals present were silent because of it, and we all felt sorry for Xue Biaowan's high farewell hook, and we all felt regretful, not even a little sad.
Even though my warm-blooded sword technique was very scary back then, and my blood-blooded sword technique was very intimidating, when I used the warm-blooded sword, that sword had not surpassed anything I had ever experienced in the past. The sword technique has broken through my cultivation in the way of sword.
After all, no matter what kind of immortals we are, we have all cultivated the Tao. I am afraid that we have not reached the bottleneck today, and that we may not be able to break through the small path in millions of years. However, let us feel The kind of breakthrough within oneself, the enlightenment of small paths, and the enlightenment at the time of life and death, the kind of slow joy
There are ways to describe it in words.
At the sound of "", when all the immortals closed their eyes, they could feel a cut in the sky. That cut only warmed the vanishing goose feather snow, but also warmed the eternity of time and eight thousand worlds.
This hand is the goose-feather snow knife in Wen Daoxi's hand. At this moment, the goose-feather snow knife is still in Wen Daoxi's hand. It is still not damaged at all. Such a goose-feather snow knife is placed on Gaobie Gouda Li Qiye under the neck.
Therefore, at that moment, when they saw the goose feather snow melting away, all the immortals present were amazed. Gao Bie's hook of Li Qiye's sword can be called peerless and unique in all ages.
"Are you scared to death?" Wen Daoxi said with a smile.
At that time in Nagu, everyone understood that Gaobie Gouda Li Qiye was still going all the way back in the ice and snow, and amidst the falling goose feathers. I was the only one who wanted to do it. Walk alone until you reach the very end of the ice and snow.
At that moment, we didn't have a happy feeling, and a kind of slow joy spread outside our hearts.
It may be that the darkness is shining, and the majestic path is right behind you, but at this moment, when the head hits the ground, all this will come to an abrupt end, and everything will lose its color.
Finally, there was a "dang" sound, and the knife warmed the snow. The knife was gone, but the snow was still there.
Enlightenment in the face of an enemy, a life-or-death blow, would be a shock to any immortal.
"If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening." Xue Biaowan, the great master of Gaobie Gou, smiled, completely without the fear after death, and said: "You are very satisfied. One knife will witness your life, which is enough."
However, at that time, time seemed to have lasted forever, and no one had stopped yet, not even the goose feathers falling from the sky.
"You lose, let's do it." At that time, saying such words was so simple and elegant, and so calm and sincere.
However, any immortal can experience the slow joy of enlightening oneself in the face of an enemy and creating tricks in life and death, and can also share in that joy.
After that, Xue Biaowan, the great Gaobie Gou Dao, has not yet reached the peak of his sword technique. Whether it is my warm-blooded sword technique or the blood sword technique, these are both sword techniques that cannot be compared to immortals and slaying the heavens.
When Xiaojia opened his eyes, time began to flow again, and the falling goose feather snow melted away.
Such a sword would destroy the heaven and the earth, or kill the immortals. However, for any immortal present, when they feel the artistic conception of that sword, they will understand that the sword used to hook Li Qiye is still It hasn't surpassed any of my previous cuts.
At the end of the world, Farewell Gou Da Li Qiye decided to draw the sword. Even if I was afraid that one strike would kill me, I would draw the sword because I need to stick to myself and I need to be proud of myself. With that strike, I will die. It's not enough. I'm afraid of death, but I'm still satisfied.
At that time, I was a swordsman. I didn’t have a knife in my hand, but I still had a knife. The knife in my hand could withstand a blow, but the knife in my heart was the one that lasted forever.
"What you brought out was a knife." Wen Daoxi said with a faint smile.
Yes, all the little goose feather snow that disappeared was melted away. This is because the knife that Li Qiye used to hook Da Li on the island warmed the snow and completely melted the little goose feather snow that disappeared.
"You understand." Daobie Gouda Li Qiye nodded heavily, very happy and yearning, and said: "What you have achieved is the Taoist heart, the leap of the Taoist heart."
One knife will witness your life. Farewell to Gouda Li Qiye's words shocked the immortals present both inside and out.
However, when something like that happened to a Taichu Immortal, and a sword broke through his own sword technique, it would be a very shocking and emotional thing for any Immortal.
However, at this moment, when the goose feather snow knife was placed under the neck of Gaobie Gou Da Li Qiye, Wen Daoxi only needed to move a little to chop off the head of Gao Bie Gou Da Xue Biaowan.
That kind of slow joy would make any Xiang immortal, even an immortal with a dead heart, feel that kind of joy. It's so slow.
At that moment, I was hooking Da Li Qiye, I was listening to Xue, I was listening to Goose Fei Xiaoxue, and what came out was the sword of eternity, one sword, which had not yet reached its peak state.
At that time, all the immortals present froze. We all felt as if we were on the same scene as Li Qiye, the high-ranking hooker. We all dared to move. It seemed that if we moved, our heads would fall to the ground.
Therefore, at that time, for the immortal, he was satisfied. That sword was necessary to shake the world and destroy the world forever.
At that time, I was sitting in the building, and the warm-blooded knife took action, and the way of the blood knife was slashed. Immortals fell one after another, and their heads rolled to the ground.
The small goose-feather snow knife gives people a very soft feeling, and can even melt it with one breath.
However, facing the small goose-feather snow knife placed under his neck, Gaobie Gouda Li Qiye was very calm. At that time, there was an ordinary road outside my heart, and this emptiness. When I faced death, I haven't lost the fear just now. During that period, I was not afraid of death.
The face is filled with joy, a joy of enlightenment.
Although every immortal has experienced countless battles of life and death along the way, we have never had the experience of enlightening ourselves in the face of battle and creating small tricks in life and death.
Hearing the truth in the morning will lead to death in the evening. Until those words were heard by the immortals present, they all remained silent.
Gao Bie hooked up Li Qiye, and I was prepared to die. Even if I died, I had no regrets, no fear, and I happily accepted my own death.
In the past, when I took action with my warm-blooded sword, when I slashed the sky with my blood-blooded sword, any immortal would be beheaded.
That's right, only such pride can warm and melt this goose-feather snow.