Chapter seven hundred and twenty sixth heaven and earth idealism
"Are you looking for death?"
The mysterious young man rose up in anger, the long knife in his hand was like electricity, piercing the air with a sharp sound, and then changed its trajectory in the air, all at once, at an extremely fast speed.
The strong man laughed wildly, and grabbed his big hand forward. The energy in his palm was surging, forming a screen of light. The powerful force directly made the mysterious young man take several steps back.
He said coldly: "I'm not looking for death, I just want to tell you that practicing martial arts is practicing martial arts. In the face of absolute power, everything is just a cloud."
He looked at Gu Que and said disdainfully: "A dying old storyteller relies on his words to defraud some money for retirement. Do you really believe his lies?"
The mysterious young man said in a deep voice: "I know whether it's nonsense or not, but it's not your turn to intervene yet."
The strong man said: "Yes, I don't care what you want to do! But I, Dong Wu, must maintain the dignity of a warrior. I cannot let this bad old man talk nonsense here and talk about military affairs on paper."
As he spoke, he walked directly towards Gu Que and said in a cold voice: "You are an old man and you don't know martial arts. I won't do anything to you, but if you don't admit that you are making nonsense today, there is no way you can leave this inn!"
So everyone looked at Gu Que. The woman in white was smiling, and the mysterious young man was frowning. Only Ning Buhui was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, motionless.
Countless people looked at him, and there were naturally some malicious looks among them. Such pressure did not make Gu Que panic at all.
He just sighed softly, with a faint golden light shining in his turbid eyes, and said slowly: "Therefore, the necessity of martial arts competition in the Holy Land does not lie in the victory or defeat, but in the need for such a thing to maintain the faith in everyone's hearts. They will
For this belief, the purpose of traveling across mountains and rivers and appreciating rivers and mountains is to broaden people’s horizons and vision, and to open their minds to the point of embracing all things.”
He looked at the crowd and said with emotion: "Vision and structure determine the upper limit of a person. For example, the strong man in front of you has strong vitality and mature moves. He is extremely oppressive when opening and closing."
At this point, he paused slightly and then said: "But when there is an upper limit to one's power and there is an end to one's moves, when the two reach their extreme, he will not be able to find the path he wants to take, because he does not understand what Tao is. He is already
For the first time, I have a glimpse of reincarnation, but I still only talk about martial arts and not Tao. The world is as big as my eyes. If I can't break the shackles, I will never be able to transcend reincarnation in this life."
Hearing this, everyone took a breath, and Dong Wu roared angrily, saying sternly: "Old man! You are probably looking for death! Today I..."
Gu Que waved his hand and interrupted his words. He suddenly looked at the mysterious young man and said with a smile: "He has a glimpse of reincarnation for the first time. You are at the peak of life and death. Can you fight with him?"
The mysterious young man said solemnly: "I will never lose if I fight against him."
Gu Que said: "Can you defeat him?"
The mysterious young man shook his head and said: "I am not sure about victory or defeat. If it is about life and death, I will kill him with a knife!"
"What a loud tone!"
Dong Wu said loudly: "Do you think you can kill me across the border? There is no such person in the world!"
However, Gu Que ignored him and just smiled at the mysterious young man: "Since we are both dissatisfied, how about a fight?"
Dong Wu narrowed his eyes and said: "If I win, I will make you, an old man, kneel down and kowtow, saying that you are talking nonsense!"
Gu Que said: "What if you lose?"
Dong Wudao: "I'm at your disposal!"
Gu Que looked at the mysterious young man and said, "Are you willing?"
The mysterious young man frowned for a long time, drew his sword directly, and said in a deep voice: "Be fearless."
Gu Que laughed and said slowly: "Your sword skills are superb. Although you are perfect and cannot resist wind and thunder, your foundation is solid and has been accumulated for a long time. If you truly understand the way of the sword, you may not be unable to kill enemies across borders."
Having said this, Dong Wu slapped the mysterious young man with a palm. The energy in his palm was violent and did not release it, but the wind from the palm had already torn the tables and chairs on all sides.
The momentum was so majestic that everyone retreated in shock, but Ning Buhui suddenly stood up, with light bursting out of his eyes.
She looked at Gu Que, and just as she was about to speak, Gu Que already said: "Look hard, study hard, there are not many opportunities."
Ning Buhui took a deep look at Gu Que and nodded with a strange expression.
The mysterious young man took a step back with the knife, and then fought back. The knife was like an afterimage of light and electricity, fierce and powerful yet endlessly changing.
But every time the knife came out, it was blocked by Dong Wu's iron palm. The clanging sound was endless, and the sharp long knife actually collided with the palm of his hand and sparked sparks.
But at this moment, the difference between realms was suddenly revealed. The mysterious man's sword skills were both strong and soft, and were infinitely changeable, but his vitality was not as good as his own, and he could not compete with him after all.
If it weren't for his strong body and strong ability to withstand pressure, he might have been defeated.
Gu Que had reason to believe that if it were a matter of life and death, this child could win with thrilling killing moves, but in a fair competition, he was suppressed by his realm.
Defeating the enemy across borders is inherently difficult.
Gu Que said softly: "You use a soft knife to make strong and fierce attacks. It is true that hardness and softness are combined, but your gaze should be more profound. Hardness belongs to yang, softness belongs to yin. The combination of hardness and softness means that yin and yang go hand in hand.
.And the other party's great opening and closing is the way to dominate. At this moment, you should abandon your yang and adopt yin, and use softness to overcome hardness."
The figure of the mysterious young man was startled, and his right arm suddenly softened. As the speed slowed down, he turned his wrist sharply, using the knife as a whip, abandoning the blade and using the blade, and lightly patted Dong Wu's arm.
There was a "pop" sound, and Dong Wu couldn't help but exclaimed. He took a few steps back and took a look, only to see that this slap had severely damaged the meridians in his arm.
But instead he sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Who can't be strong and soft at the same time?"
As he spoke, his palm force suddenly became softer, and each move was as smooth as silk.
Under the suppression of power, the mysterious man retreated again, but Gu Que already said: "Softness belongs to Yin, slow and slow, and slowness does not lie in shape, but in momentum. Your sword should carry your momentum, so as to crush the enemy."
The effect of pressure.”
The mysterious young man frowned, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and slashed out with a sword. His muscles suddenly tightened, and his vitality spurted out, but it was long and powerful, and lasted for a long time.
The vitality was like a wave, sweeping across heavily. Dong Wu retreated again and again. He couldn't help shouting violently, and slashed down with his big hand, cutting everything in pieces.
The mysterious young man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body almost fell backwards.
Gu Que smiled and said softly: "The opponent is quick and skillful in switching between hardness and softness, and his strength is completely superior to yours. At this moment, he is invincible with his moves, strength, and momentum."
Ning Bu regretted and couldn't help but said: "Isn't that a defeat?"
Gu Que said: "The ultimate in martial arts is the Tao, and the Tao method stretches endlessly."
He looked at the mysterious young man and said slowly: "Moves and momentum, power and realm are all derived from Tao. You might as well put aside the superficial appearance and get a glimpse of the essence."
"I don't understand!"
The mysterious young man roared, but Gu Que sighed in his heart.
He doesn't understand, so who can blame him? It's not because he feels ashamed of him.
He shook his head, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The accumulation of soil forms a mountain, the wind and rain stir up, the accumulation of water forms a abyss, and a dragon emerges. You have worked hard enough to cultivate the sword, but it is not enough to understand the sword. I will do it today."
Let me tell you, before the sword can turn into a storm, there must first be a storm in the heart."
"If there is a dragon in the heart, a dragon will be born under the sword. All things will be broken and then built up. A tower of ten thousand feet is based on the earth, and a journey of a thousand miles is based on steps. If you accumulate good deeds and become virtuous, you will have gods in your heart."
"Is that a knife in your hand? No! It's your heart!"
"There is a knife in your heart, so what you hold is the knife. What your heart is is what you hold! Never treat it as an object, it is just a medium for you to express your inner thoughts!"
"Accumulate good deeds and become virtuous, and the gods are satisfied with themselves, and the holy heart is ready! Qingshan, where is your heart? What is your heart? What is your sword!"
The words rang like thunder in Xue Qingshan's mind, like lightning piercing the silent night, like heavy rain washing away the dust in the world.
In an instant, it was endless and hearty, causing his whole body to tremble, and his eyes to burst with light.
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father told him the legend of his grandfather. He suddenly remembered that he had cried bitterly late at night and suffered humiliation.
The glory of our ancestors has been tarnished, but we are powerless.
It is said that those old men who spent all day getting drunk in their inns were once strong men.
The heavens and the earth are so vast. Years ago, I heard that they died a heroic sacrifice and were turned into loess forever.
The sky is dyed red with blood, when will the soul return to its hometown?
The knife in his hand is not only his own will, it is the glory of his ancestors, the blood of his ancestors, and his master's original words of "good seedling"!
Over the years, I have been practicing my sword skills day and night, with constant wind and thunder, never complaining about my hardships, and never slacking off, just because I want to fight my way through the world, and then proudly tell the world that my master is the one who once fell.
legend!
But it’s not qualified!
The teacher's wife said, "Master, there are thousands of enemies all over the world. When you can't really protect yourself, you can't speak out."
But who can understand the urgency in my heart?
My master is obviously a hero and is admired by countless people, but I can't say it!
Just like when I was young, my father wouldn’t let me mention my grandfather’s name!
His eyes are blood red, his sword is clanking, the earth is accumulated into mountains, the wind and rain are blowing, the water is accumulated into abyss, dragons are born, he accumulates good deeds and becomes virtuous, and the gods are content with themselves.
Where are those so-called storm dragons and the sacred hearts of gods?
Right in your own heart!
He shouted violently and stood up. There were no moves or opponents in his eyes. All he had was the long-cherished wish in his heart and the passion that had not been poured out in decades.
The realization only occurs in an instant, like a flash of lightning, a sharp sword light, blood splashing, countless wind and rain dragons roaring in the heart, and then coming to an end in an instant!
The knife had entered Dong Wu's body, and the blood stained it red, as if it had stained Xue Qingshan's heart red.
He pulled out the knife, waved his right hand, the knife was as long as a dragon, and pierced the broken shrimp ball!
Perfectly worn, perfect fit.
The wind and rain outside suddenly stopped, the thunder had passed, and he was stunned.
Everyone was stunned.
Shocked beyond words, Xue Qingshan looked at Gu Que, as if he remembered what the old man called him just now.
For a moment, tears streamed down my face. I couldn't help but knelt down suddenly and said in a trembling voice: "Master!" (To be continued)