Su Xing was startled by a sudden sound coming from the silent bamboo forest.
He quickly turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, and saw a woman in a blue gauze lifting bamboo leaves and walking out on the snow that fell on the ground.
Although the girl in her prime looks immature, she looks very beautiful. Her graceful figure is revealed under the tulle of her clothes, and her fair skin seems to blend into the white world.
And the most concerning thing should be that face that would captivate the entire country.
The face is like a hibiscus, the eyebrows are like willows, the face is like a silver basin, the eyes are like apricots, the tender lips are not dotted but red, and the willow eyebrows are not dotted but green.
It was the senior sister that Su Xing met for the first time in a restaurant in Yangshan City a few months ago, and then met again at the sect election in Kaiyan City.
According to Zhou Qinghan, the senior sister who has been promoted to the Huayuan Realm after one year of martial arts, can break through the Immortal Realm at any time and anywhere, and possesses the innate Yuan Body.
"I'm Su Xing. I've met my senior sister." Because he was not prepared, Su Xing looked a little flustered. He quickly clasped his hands in ceremony.
If her ethereal and melodious voice hadn't come from the bamboo forest, Su Xing might not have noticed her appearance.
The girl may have felt that the other party was so respectful to her even though they were similar in age, so she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile.
A faint laughter floated into Su Xing's ears, making his heart flutter.
"Why did you choose this sword in Lingjian Hall?"
The woman's voice is like mountain spring water, melodiously echoing in the bamboo forest in the main film.
"I..." Su Xing paused for a moment, swallowed and continued: "I wandered around the sword hall for a long time and saw countless spiritual swords, but when I put my eyes on this sword... my mind suddenly
Tranquility seems to be destined to me."
Seeing Su Xing's honest answer, the woman laughed again and asked again in a delicate voice:
"Bringing a rusty sword from the sword hall, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Su Xing said in a deep voice: "The spiritual swords in the Sword Hall are for everyone to choose. Why should I be ashamed to choose a spiritual sword that I feel is destined for me."
"interesting."
"May I ask, Senior Sister, if you know the origin of this sword?"
After hearing this, the woman walked a few steps towards Su and stopped two feet away from him.
"I can't say that I know its origin. I just asked my master once and found out that this sword was found by one of the founders of our Sword Sect in a deserted village.
The ancestor walked into an empty village by chance, and this sword was found in the well of that village. What made the ancestor care was that when
When he picked up the sword, it was already rusty."
As the woman slowly told Su Xing the origin of the sword, the young man felt more and more shocked.
He originally thought that the sword was gradually rusting because it had been idle in the sword hall for too long without anyone choosing it. However, he did not expect that when the founding ancestor brought it back, it was already a rusty sword.
The founder of the Wanjian Sect was a figure from the ancient times, and at that time, this sword had already rusted away...could it have been forged in an ancient period that was older than the ancient times?
Just when he was immersed in boundless speculation, a very clear voice suddenly came from his ears.
It sounded...like the sound of a spiritual sword being unsheathed.
But compared to the slapping sound of his rusty sword being unsheathed, this sound was as sweet as the sound of silk and bamboo.
When Su Xing came back to his senses, he saw that the woman in front of him was holding a spiritual sword in her hand.
The blade of the sword, which is entirely light blue, seems to be made of different metals to give it a golden color. And the hilt of the spirit sword is as white and flawless as the snow in the sky.
The blue and white spirit sword looks extremely suitable when held in the hands of a beautiful girl wearing blue gauze.
Su Xing was shocked and froze on the spot for a moment.
At this time, the girl suddenly opened her lips and said: "I saw you practicing swordsmanship in the forest earlier, but are you trying to understand the unity of man and sword?"
The girl's voice suddenly turned cold after she pulled out the spiritual sword. Su Xing nodded in ecstasy upon hearing this.
"If you want to understand the unity of man and sword, you must first think about one thing clearly. If you can understand this matter, then you are not far away from the realm of the unity of man and sword."
After coming back to his senses, Su Xing quickly bowed to the girl holding the sword and said in a deep voice, "Sister, please give me some advice."
The corner of the girl's mouth showed a hint of satisfaction, but this smile disappeared in the next second.
What replaced them were a pair of extremely sharp and cold eyes, and a pair of slightly frowning eyebrows.
"Kenshin."
The cold words were like hail falling from the sky and falling on the already cold forest, shocking Su Xing's soul.
After the words fell, Su Xing's eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt the girl's jade-like white wrist tremble slightly, and then a dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, making him have to cover it slightly with his arms.
Keep your eyes open.
When the dazzling white light dissipated between the sky and the earth, and muffled sounds came from not far away from the two of them, Su Xingcai slowly lowered his arm.
Then, he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he could only open his mouth, but could not say a word.
I saw that in front of the girl with blue gauze, the dozens of tall green bamboos that originally stood on the ground were now only half of their length, and the fractures of the green bamboos were all on the same horizontal line.
What shocked Su Xing even more was the smoothness and smoothness of the broken mark, which seemed to be the result of careful carving by a carpenter who had been working quietly for many years.
When he looked at the girl holding the sword, he could only see the thin sword in her hand rising and falling slightly in the air.
Su Xing felt thirsty in his mouth, and his heart was filled with shock as he thought:
"Is this the swordsmanship where man and sword merge into one?"
It was just a flat slash, but it seemed to cut away everything in the world, leaving no flaws and making no sound at the same time.
"Some people wield swords to kill people; some people swing them to protect their loved ones; and some people just love the sword as a weapon."
"The so-called sword heart means why you draw the sword and what is the purpose of drawing the sword?"
Why draw the sword? What is the purpose of drawing the sword?
These words were deeply buried in Su Xing's heart, causing him to freeze in place for a moment.
The words of the girl in front of him who were similar to his own age were like a clear spring in the middle of a drought, awakening thousands of seeds sinking in the ground.
The young man seemed to be stunned on the spot, but in fact he was deep in thought.
He felt that he was suddenly awakened by the girl's words. He had swung his sword tens of thousands of times before, but he had never thought about the purpose and significance of his sword.
But all actions in the world are caused by desires deep in the heart.
He suddenly remembered that the meaning of his practice was to break people's opinions of him. The purpose of his practice was to fulfill his promise to his master and resurrect her.
It seems that I have always been walking on a path called "rectification of my name".
Just like the three-month appointment with Lu Tianying, isn't its original purpose just to prevent people from misunderstanding who he is?
Everything has its meaning, and the same goes for the way of swordsmanship.
The girl on the side saw Su Xing lost in thought, a smile appeared on her lips, she put the rapier back into the scabbard, turned around and parted the bamboo forest and left silently.
Only a young man who looked like a wooden stake was left in the falling snow, thinking alone about the meaning of his sword.
…
On a mountain peak next to Yuyang Peak, a girl in blue gauze was walking along the mountain road behind a maid.
After the maid took her to a cave, she turned and left.
The girl walked into the cave, walked through the green lawn, walked across the water road, and came to the foot of the pavilion.
In the pavilion, there is one person and one table.
Jiang Lingyan sat on one side of the round table, with two cups of warm tea that had been poured in front of her.
Facing the dean of Yuyang Taoist Temple, the girl showed no restraint. She walked briskly and sat on the other side of the round table, drinking all the water in the tea cup.
Looking at the girl's appearance, Jiang Lingyan showed a gentle smile and said:
"Yue Xi, what do you think of him?"
Liu Yuexi put down the tea cup in her hand and said thoughtfully: "I have been practicing sword practice on Xiaozhu Peak for a month, but I haven't even found the sword's heart yet. His talent in swordsmanship is far inferior to that in Ling."