Lin Xun: "Master's peerless swordsmanship, you are the only one in the world for many years. Shouldn't you have a name? Master, don't you want to be famous for future generations?"
Chang Shisan smiled slightly: "I don't care as a teacher."
Lin Xun: "But I care about it. After a hundred years, there should be something that people will miss. At least, I can proudly tell others that my swordsmanship is passed down the same line as yours."
For what little bit of "vanity" does the apprentice have?
No, pride is different from vanity.
Who doesn't want to have a proud master who spends his whole life studying a set of peerless swordsmanship and stands on top of people and mountains.
For the sake of fame, it is human nature.
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After Lin Xun practiced the sword skills over and over again, Chang Shisan picked up the Mo Yang sword and danced in the air.
With a sharp sword edge,
Gentle and melodious.
Like the clanging sound of a pipa, thousands of horses galloped and neighed in unison.
Like fluttering petals, they ripple in the breeze and play in the gaps.
The silver snake has red blood streaks and swallows the aura in the air.
The white robe draws arcs in the air as the figure changes.
Afterimages chase the wind, and the valley echoes the sound of rustling swords.
Even after turning around three times and exerting his Qing Gong to the extreme, the expression of the man holding the sword remains gentle and calm.
He enjoyed every move, becoming one with Mo Yang, and echoing with the heaven and earth.
Finally, he quickly changed the direction of impact, completed nine consecutive turns on the spot, and landed Hua Ran——
——The divine ghost lurks out, it is so dazzling that it cannot be looked directly at.
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Watching it is mesmerizing.
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It's famous, but it's very famous.
Let’s just call it “Dream.”
A sword is like Mo Yang, and it is difficult to distinguish between dreams and waking up.
A startling dream, ups and downs in the world.
A hundred years later, Zhijiao people are lamenting. The passing of people is like this.
People, disappeared.
Only the thought, the soul of the sword will last forever.
During this period, so much bitterness, so much blood and tears created an unforgettable period.
The sunset is strong and the wine is dry in the throat.
There is someone behind, thinking of him.
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The Cloud-Piercing Sword pierced Bo Liangyu's throat and sealed it with one sword.
One life was lost and an era of gangs was taken away.
Shi Yuan put aside all the complicated affairs and retired behind the scenes with peace of mind.
Ji Hong was blessed with a son, and the whole family gathered together, full of harmony.
Jingwen got her wish and received a long-lasting love confession from Tianyun Mountain. Not long ago, a three-page gift list was delivered to the Pei Mansion in Ping'an Town.
Tang Shaoan and Su Xueer got married as scheduled. On this day, Tianyun Mountain was filled with people and the atmosphere was surrounded by their happy event.
In the entire world, the Tianyun Mountain sect accounts for eight out of ten.
East, west, south, north, and four directions are connected into a piece. The message rudders are crisscrossed and connected to everything.
There are business houses all over the country, and there is constant communication between them.
Everything, after fierce battles between high and low, returned to stability.
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It is God who created man,
Or did man create heaven?
Born between heaven and earth, what he can do seems to be extensive, but in fact it is as small as dust. He is as weak as the wind, but he can bloom with energy.
Human beings cannot stop life, but life cannot last.
Facing life and death indifferently, the universe is one.
Compared with joy, anger, sorrow and joy, it is not as important as life and death, so why should we not let it go?
Nothing can be tolerated in my heart,
Be a free fish,
Play in cold yet warm water.
Broaden one's chest,
Broaden people's horizons.
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There is no shortage of tears in the world, and of course there is no shortage of touching smiles.
Suddenly looking back, the lights were dim.
I see light and shadow one after another, which are the shadows of human existence.
This light shines brightly.
Savoring it carefully, this light seems to have been integrated into the viewer's life, lingering.