A family in the mountains cannot cook delicious delicacies. The father and son of the Yun family are careless, and they don't want to waste time and effort, so the meals are always as simple as possible. The wild boars and rabbits hunted in the mountains are skinned,
Cut fresh meat and roast it, and then eat it when it is ripe; the seasons change, and the plants and vegetables grow according to the seasons. They are picked from the forest grass and boiled in water.
He and his son have been eating this kind of meal for ten years. No matter how bitter or fishy it is, it always tastes delicious when it is eaten in the mouth. The appetite of the tongue is like a naughty child. Once it catches something delicious, it will be difficult to let it go. But if you only taste it all the time,
With these fresh tastes, I can enjoy myself without feeling the pain. Yun Tianqing can be lonely, and Yun Tianhe eats so happily, but he has never seen the world.
After dinner, the sunset faded and night came quietly. Yun Tianqing lit the oil lamp and was going to read at night, but suddenly he felt bored and discouraged, so he just stared at the light of a bean in silence, silently.
Yun Tianhe couldn't resist his playfulness, so he went to practice in front of the door again with his wooden sword. Before he finished his three hundred swings of the sword every day, he started chopping the sword squarely again, while Yun Tianqing listened secretly in the room.
, the sound of swinging the sword was less than seventy, and then the sword roared suddenly, buzzing, the sound was like a cow roaring, and the air was like a waterfall.
The whistling sound of the sword was small and weak at first, like a person who has been ill for a long time, and it is difficult to breathe. Then it gradually became louder, roaring like anger, and full of energy. The strong wind from all directions danced with the sword. At first, it blew the paper on the window, making a croaking sound, and then pulled it.
The edges of the window trembled and rustled. Soon, a strong wind took hold, blowing the night waves in the mountains and forests, and the birds began to cry in fright.
For a moment, a hurricane roared on Qingluan Peak, and sword energy filled the universe. Yun Tianqing sat in the house, but felt that he was flying in the waves, feeling like the atmosphere was puffing up, and the mountains and rivers were overturned. Because the house was simple and the walls were ventilated, in front of him
The light flickered, but not only did it not go out, but with the help of the sword from outside, the light became brighter, clearer, and hotter.
Yun Tianqing sighed in his heart, this sword technique was so powerful, it was like the sun rising into the sky. During the day, it illuminated all things, and the sword energy was faint, subtle, silent, and harmonious with the light. After nightfall, the divine light was raised high,
The wind and clouds are strong, and the lamp is burning to generate light, which shines through the black and yellow. This is the first-class divine sword in the six realms. I don't know what kind of masters and wizards are the ones who created this sword technique.
Outside the house, Yun Tianhe kept dancing with swords, and the sword's meaning was mysterious, which stimulated the yin and yang between the sky and the earth, and the atmospheric convection. This day, there were thick cumulus clouds in the sky, and finally a heavy downpour fell. When the rain fell, the cold and heat combined, and the weather changed from the extreme.
Fading, Yun Tianhe's sword intention directed the rain accumulated over the past few days to
When the spring comes, all the birds sing in unison, and then the sound of calling for spring ceases. The swordsman waits for the tide of heaven and earth to rise, and then sheathes his sword. At this moment, he came back to his senses,
Being soaked by the heavy rain, I screamed and hurried back to the house to take shelter from the rain.
Yun Tianqing knew what he was doing, but he said: "You kid, you don't practice hard during the day, but at night, when it's going to rain, you become more energetic and don't hurry over and change your clothes.
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Yuntianhe scratched his head, feeling embarrassed and happy, "Dad, sword dancing is fun. I wanted to stay in the house, but I got bitten by insects, so I might as well go out to play. Who would have thought that after playing for a while, it started to rain."
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He took off his soaked coat, Yun's father handed him a towel to dry him, and put on a new set of dry clothes. The father and son sat by the bed and chatted.
"Boy, does this sword technique you learn have a name?"
Yun Tianhe looked cheerful, "Yes, that person said this is called bullshit swordsmanship."
"Nonsense! The power of the divine sword cannot be insulted." Father Yun also blurted out. When he thought about it, such an exquisite sword must have a great background and must have a very majestic name. Swordsmanship is like writing, any
The creation of a swordsmanship requires great effort
, is like writing articles and poems, every word is a drop of hard work, hoping that it will spread all over the world and be famous in ancient and modern times. Such a magical sword was created by the gods, and it must be loved like a treasure, and it will do its best to create a resounding name.
Daimyo, how can you call bullshit swordsmanship!
Come to think of it, either the person who passed down the sword was not the one who created the sword, and had a deep hatred for the person who created the sword, so he gave these divine swords to children and slandered them with derogatory words. Or the person who passed down the sword was actually a suave and extraordinary person who only valued children.
Sword theory, regardless of the small details of status. Otherwise, this person is very talented and regards mere swordsmanship as trivial. He can only hate the magic sword to be covered with dust!
Seeing that Yun's father was angry, Yun Tianhe suddenly panicked, "I'm sorry, dad, my dear, did my dear say the wrong thing?"
"You kid," Yun Tianqing sighed and shook his head, "If you are wrong, you are wrong, and if you are right, you are right. If you don't know if you are wrong, why do you ask others? Others have their own reasons, so you can
Even if you do the right thing, in his opinion it is wrong, and he will say you are wrong."
The boy Yun Tianhe smiled naively, "Dad, what you said makes sense."
Yun's father was amused by this stupid boy, "You. Dad has only just understood this truth. Your father and I are about to die. When I die, I will be buried with your mother in Shichenxi Cave. I have arranged everything.
, there is a trap set up at the entrance of the cave. Ordinary people will never be able to break in, so don’t bother.
If you want to fulfill your filial piety, just put three sticks of incense on my memorial tablet in the morning and evening. When the incense I left is burned out, you don’t have to burn any more. As for your mother... I haven’t set up a memorial tablet for her for many years.
The memorial tablet, that’s what she meant too, let’s not go against it.”
Yun Tianhe suddenly felt sad, "Dad, if you leave, there will be no one to play with the child. How about you not leaving?"
Father Yun laughed, "Silly boy, everyone has this day. Besides, I'm going to accompany your mother. Wouldn't you have fun jumping up and down by yourself?"
This is the first time that Yun Tianhe has thought about the issue of death. Both father and son avoided this topic, talking and laughing. The flame of the oil lamp on the table was activated by the sword. The light was bright and bright, and it lasted for a long time. They
We chatted for a long time at night, until the lights burned out, the light faded, and the room gradually dimmed. Yun's father stopped talking and urged the child to fall asleep early, and he was also ready to rest.
Before going to bed, Yun Tianqing blew out the oil lamp. In the sudden darkness, Yun Tianhe quietly asked: "Dad, are all people going to die?"
"Yes, this is not something we can decide."
"Is there anyone in the world who can live forever?"
"...Why are you thinking so much? Go to bed early."
"Oh." The child stopped making any sound, and there was silence in the house, with only the sound of heavy rain falling between the sky and the earth.
In the early morning of the second day, the clouds cleared and the rain cleared, and the weather was sunny.
Yuntianhe got up early to wash and eat, and then went to check the trap happily. It rained last night, and the rabbits were unwilling to come out. The trap caught two thin male rabbits, and they were both dead. Yuntianhe hung the rabbits on
waist, through the woods,
Arriving at the cliff on the dark side of Qingluan Peak, there are some vines growing on this cliff, like a dense network. There is a cave hidden in the vines. This is where the sword passer lives. Yuntianhe lay on the edge of the cliff and shouted: "
Hey! I’m here to see you!”
A muffled voice came from below, "Come as soon as you come, what's your name?"
Yuntianhe suddenly felt embarrassed, "Hey! I'm here to see you!" He shouted like this and was about to climb down the vine.
The vines on this cliff seem strong and dense, but in fact not every one of them is strong. Some vines with withered roots have still green branches. Once caught, they can easily come loose. Yuntianhe has been active since he was a child, climbing trees.
Rock climbing is a good skill, and identifying vines is no problem
.It’s just that this dangerous cliff makes ordinary people tremble with fear when they see it. Yun Tianhe has never been obsessed with life and death before, so he is walking on flat ground. Last night, he thought about death for the first time, and suddenly he felt like a shackle in his heart. In the past, he looked ordinary.
The cliff seemed extremely strange at this moment.
Yuntianhe's hands and feet were faster than his brain, which was a benefit. Before he could get scared, his body had already climbed down along the vines for about ten feet. But then he looked towards the misty valley, and he started shaking like never before.
The swordsman in the cliff cave shouted again: "Boy, move faster!"
Yun Tianhe was at a loss at this moment. He subconsciously responded and climbed up quickly with his hands and feet. Unfortunately, he acted recklessly this time. He grabbed a withered vine in his hand. He suddenly couldn't bear the strength and the roots broke. He also fell down.
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"Ah!" Yun Tianhe yelled, and then he was lifted into the hole by the scruff of the air.
Yun Tianhe was not afraid. He picked off the rabbit as soon as he landed. "I'm bringing you a gift. My father said that you taught me such a powerful skill and I must repay you."
The sword passer rolled his eyes, "Just two rabbits?"
Yuntianhe was also embarrassed, his face turned red with embarrassment, "I am weak now. When I grow up, I will hunt wild boar for you to eat."
The sword passer waved his hand lazily, "Come on, when you grow up, I will have left long ago."
Yun Tianhe was shocked, "Are you going to die too?"
The sword passer was furious, "What a stinky fart, I won't die. I'm going on a far journey, do you understand?"
Yuntianhe was still naive, "I know you want to go down the mountain. Isn't it bad up there?"
The man shook his head, "Just stay here and practice your sword. I have used my heart seal to teach you all the sword principles you need to know. If you practice more and think more in the future, you will naturally become the Qingluan Peak Sword God."
." After that, the man sneered again, "Boy, I only have a two-way relationship with you, once yesterday and once today. You will never see me again from now on. Is there anything you want to ask?"
When Yun Tianhe heard this, he shouted "Ah!"
"What are you so surprised for?"
The little kid cried sadly, "Why do you all have to leave? Dad has to leave too, and you have to leave too. If we never see each other again, then..." He said "that" for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.
One or two.
The sword passer shook his head, "You idiot, there are always gatherings and separations in the world. Sometimes when you see someone for the first time, you may say goodbye forever. How could you understand at the time? Only when you recall it later will you realize that you missed it.
What."
Yun Tianhe nodded, "I understand."
"What do you understand?"
"Every time we meet, we should cherish it as if it were the last time we met."
The sword passer nodded and shook his head, "Not bad, but it's still a little bit worse, but it's already pretty good."
Yun Tianhe didn't know how to beat around the bush. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't know where to start. People in the world are always trapped in the pain of life, separation and death. He will also experience this at a young age. No matter how stupid he is, he should always feel something.
, when he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a gentle chant of a sword from the spiritual platform. It turned out that his insights were all incorporated into the heart seal, just like a plant absorbing nutrients and giving birth to vitality.
The person who taught the sword did not set up words or teach formulas, but only planted the way of swordsmanship in Yun Tianhe's heart through the method of heart-to-heart connection. For example, he planted a bodhi tree on his spiritual altar, constantly absorbing his thoughts and understanding as nourishment. Although this tree is someone else's
Yes, but one day it will bear fruit, and that will be Yuntianhe's own harvest.
Like Yun's father, the sword passer accompanied Yun Tianhe and chatted for a while before driving him away.
He accidentally fell off the cliff when he came because he was trapped in the obsession with life and death. Now that he wants to leave, he also needs to climb up the trees and vines. As he comes and goes, his mood has changed slightly. Now, although he is still unable to break the confusion, he still can't.
Not being bound by fear, the boy quickly climbed up the cliff like a monkey.
Top. Turning around and looking back, the mountains were filled with mist and the mountain walls were steep. All kinds of dangers could no longer panic him. For a moment, Yuntianhe enjoyed the mountain breeze blowing on his face. He felt so happy that it was hard to describe, so he turned around and entered the mountain.
Lin took a dead branch and practiced swordsmanship on the spot, but he used the sword to speak for himself and expressed his feelings freely.
This day's sword journey is as silent as yesterday's dusk. However, the sun and stars rotate in the sky, and their positions are different within a day. The weather changes, and the sword path made in the early morning is also different from that at dusk. At dusk, the sun is shining brightly.
The west is sinking, the night is approaching, so we must
Accumulate the spirit, hold it in but not release it. The sword intention only changes in circulation, spreading up to ten steps. When the night falls, the natural spirit will flourish and move forward day by day, with the intention to illuminate the world. In the early morning, the sun rises in the east and everything wakes up, so the sword
The road is smooth and flowing, and the sword's will is flowing freely.
When Yuntianhe was dancing with his sword, his thoughts were so high that they enveloped the top and bottom of Qingluan Peak, intersecting with Wan Lai Qi. His thoughts were so big that they were not hurt, and they were strong and without competition. Therefore, nothing could notice him. Just because he was just learning and practicing, the fire was strong.
He can't, so he can only sense a few miles around. When he has mastered the swordsmanship and his divine will is like a dragon, he can navigate the blue world, escape the underworld, and reach everywhere within the six realms.
He can practice here to his heart's content, using his spirit to guide his energy, and his energy to conduct his body. If his energy circulates uneasily, he will activate it with his spiritual thoughts. The more he practices, the stronger he becomes, as if he can continue practicing forever.
Suddenly there was a feeling in my heart, and two qi machines suddenly dissipated. One was from the person who passed the sword. This person came and went like a fog, elusive. He must have gone on a long journey this time. The other qi machine was Yun's father.
When his time came, he sealed himself in Shichenxi Cave and was buried with his deceased wife. This time he passed away.
Yun Tianhe was startled and hurried back to the wooden house. There was nowhere to see his father Yun Tianqing's shadow in the house. Only the vegetables on the dinner table were still hot. Everything seemed to be the same as before. The young Yun Tianhe already knew in his heart that his father would never be there again.
I will come back, eat with him, play with him, and teach him martial arts.
Thinking of this, Yun Tianhe became more obsessed with the word death in his heart. He stood blankly, and suddenly felt his cheeks were slightly warm, but he shed tears unconsciously.