Dahan lay on the wall quite boredly, watching the mist flying by like floating catkins outside.
This area is separated from the place where tourists visit by a deep cliff.
The deep cliff, always covered by floating clouds, seems to separate the outside world from this place.
Even the trivial sounds heard occasionally were turned into fine shavings under the leisurely blade.
Da Pan sometimes misses her childhood life at the seaside.
She looked at the sea, and the sea responded with silence.
The hustle and bustle from time to time is the majestic and turbulent waves.
In the face of such vastness and tranquility, the little girl's worries seemed to become so delicate and fragile.
But when night falls and the silent darkness floods people's fears under the boundless ocean, she will always return home.
The fishy-sweet fish soup and her mother's worried irritation prevented her from getting lost in the eternal tranquility.
Later, she was taken into the mountain gate by her master.
Maybe there are always some things in this world that need to be called fate.
When she met the master on the beach who wanted to travel to the "East China Sea" for a while, she was attracted by the master's sword, and the master was attracted by the purity in her eyes...
Of course, for a long time, Dahan did not tell the master that it was actually the South China Sea...
Now, Dahan has mastered the swordsmanship taught by her master.
But Dahan started to feel bored...
Because she can dance with her sword into something as beautiful as a flower, but she cannot turn it into slender light like her master.
Yes, it is that slender, thin light...
That was the light of the sword, the light of destruction that brought blood and death in an instant.
But the master always says it’s quick, it’s quick...
But Dahan felt that she couldn't go any faster...
So she began to become lazy and missed the sea and those people.
But the master saw it and didn't blame her too much. He just let her continue as usual...
"Senior sister, are you squatting like a cat again?"
A crisp sound came from behind, causing Dahan to lose weight and almost fall down.
After she stood firm, she jumped down from the wall, then gently tapped the little girl's forehead and said:
"You're not going to practice your sword yet? Have you mastered the set of thirty-six sword techniques that the master taught you yesterday? The master will take your test tonight!"
The senior sister Dahan who was discovered by Mo Yu expressed her arrogance and launched a critical attack on the younger junior sister.
"Huh, I've almost done the training, I'll be fine tonight!"
The little junior sister looked at the senior sister fishing and said with a pout.
"Ignore you, I'm going to see if that silly boy has come over."
Looking at the junior sister walking away, Dahan shook her head.
She could already think of the scene at night, because she came here like this back then.
A little bit = a hundred million points, this is what the master taught her with the hilt of the sword...
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It's that female Taoist again...
Yi Chun, who landed lightly from the cliff, looked at Da Pan at the wall not far away and thought rather strangely.
During these days, he could always understand her lying against the wall.
However, Yi Chun somewhat understood the other party's thoughts.
Perhaps it's like the feeling I felt when I was in school, lying on the corridor and watching the "free people" passing by outside the school.
People outside the wall miss their study life inside the wall, but people inside the wall long for the free life of people outside the wall.
However, Yi Chun usually doesn't pay much attention to the other party.
It was just during this period that Yi Chun had been studying the refining of sword pills.
He discovered that this thing actually requires a certain foundation of swordsmanship.
It's not the strength of the weapon or wrist, but something indescribable.
It is either a special mental state or a wonderful thought.
When a harmonious exchange is completed between the cold edge of the sword and the spiritual will, the edge of the sword is born...
This was written in "The First Interpretation of Sword Pill", and Yi Chun felt that this was to embarrass his orange cat.
If he could reach that level, what kind of sword elixir would he practice?
But if you think about it carefully, it is one of the most pinnacle achievements for a swordsman.
The foundation required for sword elixir seems to be really just the foundation.
From a weapon perspective, the sword is not a very qualified weapon.
Its structure makes it actually not that suitable for combat.
At least compared to the more stable knife, or the long gun, which is the best choice for cold weapon warfare, the sword actually has no advantages.
But maybe there are some good points:
The dangerous structure of the double-edged sword means that the sword requires more sophisticated skills and strong courage to control.
In the material aspect, the optimal solution cannot be obtained, but in the ideological field, it shows the ultimate subversion and purity.
Therefore, swordsmanship and spiritual will are always entangled with each other.
And Yi Chun suddenly discovered that this female Taoist seemed to have a hint of swordsmanship...
However, it was so rare that she probably didn't have the ability to condense her own swordsmanship.
In a sense, she is quite suitable for practicing sword elixir.
Then again, there are so many people who can practice flying swords on this mountain, including myself, there are three of them, why has the old Taoist never dealt with it.
Instead, that sword heart grass still grows there?
wrong……
Yi Chun stopped, and he suddenly realized something.
Three?
Yi Chun used his consciousness to sense the sword heart grass in his backpack, and then made a mental assessment.
According to the records in "Initial Explanation of Sword Pills", it seems that three sword pills can be refined...
???
Yi Chun's tail shook more frequently, and he always felt as if everything was planned by an experienced Taoist.
This gave him a vague, familiar feeling...
Gods, or the power of fate?
Yi Chun narrowed his eyes slightly. He suddenly felt that this kind of power was quite annoying.
For a being who truly yearns for freedom, the power of destiny that spreads all over the world like a spider web seems to be one of the biggest obstacles.
Inexplicably, Yi Chun thought of a sentence that the young Taoist priest Yu Xing had seen when he occasionally used his mobile phone to read novels:
"Beyond the Three Realms, it is not among the Five Elements."
Perhaps, only by reaching that realm of life can we achieve true freedom...
After thinking about this, Yi Chun seemed to have some new ideas.
He turned around and walked towards the wall where Da Pan was.
Then, under Dahan's bewildered gaze, she jumped up like a ray of orange lightning and jumped in front of her.
"Meow……"
Looking at the orange cat in front of her that meowed at her, Dahan was obviously a little embarrassed.
She knew that this was no ordinary cat. In terms of seniority, she had to call her senior brother.
But then again, how should I communicate with a cat brother?
It seems that the master didn't teach her this...
So, thinking about the previous contact with cats, Dahan's mind twitched and she tried to shout to the orange cat in front of her:
"Meow?"
Yi Chun:……
Is this the third person chosen by the veteran?
Soon, Dahan felt the racial gaze from the orange cat...