Seven hundred and twentieth chapters indestructible and indestructible
"Where does the girl stand?"
Gu Que couldn't help but ask. He admitted that he had no fighting spirit, but his curious heart was still there.
"It depends on the people."
Ning Buhui's tone was calm and firm, everyone's bodies shook violently when they heard the words, and they couldn't help but look at her suddenly.
In this full hall, some people stand for themselves, some stand for their own families, some stand for their own cities, and some leave for their own countries, but who is looking at the entire human race?
There is no need for Gu Que to say more. Everyone has already understood it and looked at each other. There are naturally many people who are dissatisfied.
The woman in white was startled for a moment, and then said: "Sir, every time you tell a book, people will have an epiphany, wonders from ancient and modern times, general trends in the world, and shocking secrets, all of which come from the mouth of a proud man. I just don't know where you stand?"
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly looked at him.
Gu Que, on the other hand, lowered his head and chuckled, his eyes became increasingly cloudy, and murmured: "Small courtyard, food and clothing, two or three cats and dogs."
The woman in white squinted her eyes and said, "Can you be more specific?"
Gu Que sighed and said: "The weather is good, the city is quiet, and the old man can feel at ease."
The woman in white shook her head and said slowly: "Be more specific."
Gu Que said: "The rain is smooth, the war has stopped, and the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles away."
The woman in white said: "Be more specific."
Gu Que raised his head, his cloudy eyes seemed to have a different kind of power, and said in a deep voice: "Thunder and lightning, scorching sun, between heaven and earth."
The woman in white stood up, gritted her teeth and said, "Old sir, please tell the truth!"
Gu Que also stood up and said word by word: "Time and space, the universe, the Hongmeng Daqian."
A thunder suddenly resounded across the sky and the earth, the earth was as white as day, the wind howled, and the heavy rain pounded on the windows, making a crackling sound.
The roaring and lightning continued, and the faces of everyone in the inn were uncertain.
After a long time, the depressing atmosphere was suddenly broken by a chuckle: "The old gentleman said it well."
Like the flood of liberation, the crowd suddenly shouted loudly: "Okay! What a world of time and space, Hongmeng Daqian."
"The old man's grand scheme is beyond the reach of others below you!"
"It's a pity that sir doesn't participate in politics or practice martial arts. He is really buried!"
"We are honored to hear this."
Suddenly, the noise continued. Ning Buhui frowned and took a deep look at Gu Que, and couldn't help but murmured: "Time and space, the universe, the vast universe."
She kept repeating this sentence, as if she had some understanding, she actually sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes.
“What a high level of understanding!”
The mysterious man in a coir raincoat and bamboo hat said in a deep voice, looking sharply at Gu Que, but instead of speaking, he suddenly pulled out the knife!
The blade is long and thin, tough but soft, which is different from its domineering temperament and shines brightly.
Everyone's pupils tightened, and they could all see that such a knife must be stained with blood!
Only a knife stained with blood can have such a sharp light.
But he did not take action. Instead, he turned his wrist, thrust down, clasped his fists and bowed: "I am grateful for the lesson I received today."
Seeing the changes in the rotation of his wrist, Gu Que's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face changed in ways that no one could see.
Then he relaxed, and his eyes on the young man became complicated.
He sighed and said slowly: "My child, who taught you your sword skills?"
The mysterious man's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Without any sect or sect, you are just a duckweed in the world, not worth mentioning."
"very good."
Gu Que's eyes became softer, and he couldn't help but nod his head appreciatively. He was unfazed by favors and humiliations, remained calm in the face of danger, and was convinced. This showed that he was proud but not arrogant. He was dignified, but still humble.
This child, he indeed saw it right.
Gu Que felt guilty and said softly: "My child, what is your state?"
The mysterious man frowned and said coldly: "The peak of life and death, breakthrough is only a thin line!"
Gu Que said: "Have you encountered any obstacles?"
The mysterious man glanced at Gu Que, his face calmed down, he put away his long sword, clasped his fists and said: "I have perfected my sword skills, my vitality is overflowing, and my state of mind is very stable, but I just can't break through to reincarnation."
Gu Que nodded and said: "There are shrimp balls on the plate. There are sixteen shrimp balls in a plate. Can you chop them into pieces with a knife?"
"What's so difficult about this?"
His face became solemn, and he slapped his left hand on the table. All sixteen shrimp balls in the plate immediately flew up. Then, the long knife in his right hand was suddenly unsheathed. In a flash of cold light, sixteen shrimp balls were chopped off in the air.
into two halves.
His knife is indeed very fast, each shrimp ball is cut off from the center, and the weight on both sides is almost the same.
But Gu Que shook his head and said: "No, that's not the case. I want you to cut it off with one knife."
"One knife?"
Everyone around them has changed their colors. These are sixteen shrimp balls! They are flying randomly in the air. No matter how they are cut from any angle, it is impossible to cut them all with one sword!
The mysterious man's face became more and more serious. He moved to another table, slapped his left hand, and the shrimp balls flew up. His eyes were sharp, and the long knife in his right hand came out again.
When he drew the knife, his temperament completely changed and he became extremely focused. His right hand seemed to turn into light and shadow, and the long knife trembled like silk. With one stroke, sixteen shrimp balls were broken into two halves at the same time.
With one strike of his sword, there were endless changes, and his sword skills had already stunned everyone.
And he himself couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But Gu Que shook his head again and said softly: "Can you string up all these shrimp balls with one knife?"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help shouting.
"Old sir, please don't impose yourself on others. Shrimp balls are so small and far inferior to the blade of a knife. How can they be strung together?"
"That's right, old sir, if you don't understand martial arts, stop talking nonsense. A shrimp ball will break with just one cut. How can you wear it?"
The mysterious man's face was not good-looking either. He looked at Gu Que coldly, and Gu Que slowly said: "Pierce the shrimp ball with the tip of the knife, and make the two halves of the shrimp ball stick to both sides of the knife body. They are opposite each other, and they are skewers."
stand up."
The mysterious man was not one to hesitate. He struck again with his left hand, and the shrimp ball flew up. He stabbed the center of the shrimp ball with the tip of his knife once, and the two halves of the shrimp ball flew up to both sides.
He frowned and shook his head.
Gu Que said: "Don't be discouraged, try again."
The mysterious man took a deep breath, his face became more solemn, the shrimp balls flew up, and he stabbed out again.
This time his speed was not as fast as before, but the knife was still very stable, terrifyingly stable.
The tip of the knife pierced the shrimp ball, and the two halves of the shrimp ball slid toward both sides of the blade, and finally fell down.
There was a cold look in his eyes. This time, without waiting for Gu Que's answer, he quickly picked up a shrimp ball and swiped it across the ground with his knife.
There was a flash of lightning outside the house, and everyone's eyes widened. They saw the two halves of the shrimp balls stuck to both sides of the blade.
The mysterious man's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I understand, there are details in the control of power that people cannot see. The shrimp balls are soft and elastic. It is difficult to pierce them without letting them fly out. It is even harder to stick to the blade. The knife must be stable.
The speed has to be just right.”
Gu Que asked: "Is your knife stable?"
The mysterious man said: "I used to think it was very stable, but now I don't think so."
He looked at the shrimp balls on both sides of the blade and said solemnly: "The shrimp balls are indeed stuck to the knife, but there is no correspondence between the two sides. This shows that the strength on both sides of my blade is not equal, and my knife is not stable enough."
, the sword skills are not exquisite enough.”
Gu Que nodded, looked at him with more admiration, and said with a smile: "The accumulation of soil forms a mountain, the wind and rain stir up the wind and rain, the accumulation of water forms an abyss, and the hidden dragon emerges. You practice swordsmanship day and night, study hard, and never stop, as if
Dust accumulates, like rain falling, continuously, forming mountains and seas. But..."
At this point, Gu Que paused slightly and said: "The amount of dust accumulates into mountains, and the rainwater accumulates and gathers into abyss, but the mountains are formed without wind and rain, and the abyss is formed without dragons. The quantitative change is sufficient, but the qualitative change is not completed, so it is
String these shrimp balls. The shrimp balls are like the soul under your sword. If you can't even control the soul under your sword, how can you talk about your sword skills?"
"You haven't even mastered the most basic sword skills, and you haven't perfected your moves. How can you talk about your state of mind? How can you talk about your vitality? How can you talk about breaking through to the realm of reincarnation?"
Everyone around was stunned, but the young man was silent for a long time, then suddenly half-knelt down, clasped his fists and lowered his head without saying a word.
He looked ashamed and had closed his eyes.
Gu Que said: "The man has gold under his knees. You and I are strangers, so why do you kneel to me?"
The mysterious man said: "I am not kneeling down to you, but I am kneeling down to the truth."
Such familiar words! Gu Que's eyes were a little moist.
He nodded and said generously: "You want me to help you clear up your doubts?"
The mysterious man said: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Xue... This junior is very grateful."
Everyone also looked at Gu Que, with curiosity and respect in their eyes.
Gu Que's old fingers tapped on the table, as if he was remembering many bloody times, and murmured: "How can I not teach you anything? If you don't climb the mountain, you don't know how high the sky is. If you don't touch the deep stream, you don't know the earth."
So thick, if you want to bring about wind and rain under the sword, or to catch a pregnant dragon, have you ever climbed a high mountain to see the division of yin and yang, and the rise of wind and rain? Or have you ever been to a deep stream, to see the endless depths, and the traces of dragons?"
He slowly turned back, his head full of white hair, and sighed: "There are many things that others can't help you with. What you need to do is not ask others for advice, but ask yourself. I can only tell you
In one sentence, the deep ambition, the clear understanding, the embarrassing things, and the illustrious achievements are all in silence."
The mysterious man nodded, and the woman in white suddenly said: "So, this is just one shrimp ball. If you want to string all sixteen shrimp balls together with one knife, what do you need?"
Before Gu Que could speak, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the gate: "A bad old man, a storyteller with bad hands, is he qualified to talk nonsense about martial arts?"
Following the figure, the door was suddenly kicked open, and an eight-foot-tall man rushed in, sneering: "A bunch of idiots have turned martial arts training into an academic seminar! It's all nonsense.
, Since the shrimp balls are the enemy, why should I skewer them? I can just beat them to pieces!"
As he spoke, he shot out a palm, and all the shrimp balls on dozens of tables in the hall collapsed. The vast energy was terrifying, and a strong wind roared.
Everyone looked at him and saw that this man was naked from the waist up and his muscles were as knotted as a dragon. Every move he made was full of explosive power. The raindrops slid down his body muscles, making him look even more powerful.
Gu Que sighed, shook his head and said nothing, while the mysterious man suddenly stood up, turned around and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?" (To be continued)