Under the expectation of tens of thousands of eyes, Yan Xin's sleeves fluttered and he behaved calmly...
The way he approached the top of the cliff was beyond everyone's expectations, unlike others who had to carry it in, use barriers to climb in, and all kinds of weird methods...
He just walked in! The strange thing is that the sword cultivator didn't mean to stop him at all...
Is it possible that these two people know each other?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two sat cross-legged opposite each other and took out their wine bottles...
Maybe, talk before fighting? Then fight?
On the top of the cliff, the two of them had a drink together and asked, "How do you feel sitting here?"
Lou Xiaoyi shook his head, "It's boring! I even fart in my mouth!"
Burning Hair laughed loudly and asked again, "What do you think of the rankings?"
Lou Xiaoyi thought for a while, "It's boring!"
Just laugh when you burn your salary, "But it can satisfy the spiritual needs of some people! So although it is not beneficial to the avenue, it still exists, and its influence is growing!"
In the final analysis, the stage for foundation building is still too small, and the monks need a reasonable place to exert their efforts!"
The two of them had another drink, and this time it was Lou Xiaoyi who asked, "Whether that treasure gourd is coming or not, people who are waiting are anxious!"
Burning salary is funny, "Do you care so much about playing against the so-called number one?"
Lou Xiaoyi played with the wine glass, "I might have cared about it when I first came here, but now I don't care! I just don't want to wait for anyone..."
Ran Xin nodded, "As far as I know, the treasure gourd seems to have hung back on the vine to produce seeds. Wood-type monsters like them cannot be measured in human time."
Lou Xiaoyi expressed his understanding, and there was nothing to be happy about, nor was he disappointed...
The two of them were speechless. They each raised their glasses, drank the third glass, and floated in the air.
"See you in the arena!"
This is the interaction between strong people. They cannot become friends who fall in love at first sight, and they will never become mortal enemies without interests at stake. During the contact, they both control themselves not to touch each other's limits. This is a monk. The sign of maturity also means that they have reached the conditions for taking a step forward in their mental state!
Lou Xiaoyi didn't want to prove anything by defeating him, nor did he want to prove himself by defeating the swordsman. Two words can explain their mentality: boring!
To practice Taoism, you don’t need to prove anything to others! Monks only need to prove it to themselves!
Among the top ten in the Five Rings Foundation Building Ranking, Lou Xiaoyi only met six. The tenth Sanqing Yugu died; the ninth Zhiyuange Yanfa, the sixth Shangxin, the fifth Shenyangzi, the third The Shouru of Shouru, the second Burner... there are four more who didn't come. The reasons are different, but there is one fundamental thing, that is, they don't care!
Not caring is also a state of mind! I don’t care about the gains and losses of personal reputation, the ebb and flow of rankings, and maybe I don’t care about the overt and covert instigators behind the sect; in the Fifth Ring Road, no sect will forcefully send monks to get a certain ranking. From the perspective of practice philosophy , this is a step backwards!
But the sect needs to save face, so it is always half-covered. When an outstanding disciple refuses, is it possible that the sect will force him because the disciple has seen through the essence of honor?
When Ranxin left, the monks at the foot of Yuyue Cliff let out loud boos. They didn't know whether they were booing Ranxin or Lou Xiaoyi!
However, neither of them took this to heart. They had been waiting for a big drama for almost ten years, and one of the leading actors ran away. It was understandable that they were upset; although they also had a premonition that there might not be another big drama in the future. But since you’ve been waiting for so long, you have to watch the curtain call before leaving, right?
At this time, everyone is looking forward to the first-ranked treasure gourd, or the unrivaled foundation-building powerhouse of a hidden sect appearing out of nowhere, just like what is written in biographies.
But a biography is a biography, and reality is reality. The actual situation is that there are many people who fanned the flames, but not one of them went up. At this time, when he was killed by someone with a sword, he not only lost his life, but also lost the face of himself and his master!
The most excited ones are the sword cultivators. They are already discussing how to hold a grand and unique celebration ceremony!
Of course, the location is on the Pingtian Plateau, just under the Yuyue Cliff. Only here is the most meaningful place, so that the glory of the sword vein can spread to all directions with the rise of the leader!
Various ideas, various plans, brainstorming; countless banners and flags are being produced in a hurry. They are the only happy group of people on the Pingtian Plateau, and they have received the envious eyes of countless monks around them.
Yanbo said: "Xiao Yi doesn't have any opponent now, and he can't show off my sword vein skills. How about I go up and help him now?"
The feeling of the fish leaping to the top, the two swords shining brightly..."
Guanghua, the leader next to him, directly denied it, "When two swords compete for glory, they have to meet their opponents! If the difference is too far, it will be a flying sword to chop the target!"
I asked Yanbo, do you have any brains? Does such a fake fight make sense? Treat everyone else as blind? Stupid? And then expose my inner sword’s ass to all the people in Wuhuan?
If you want to jump into the fish leap, I can insert the sword myself!"
...As time goes by, the seven sword spirits in Bolangpo are scrambling to be the first! The most anxious one is the water army sword spirit. Seeing that the brothers are all hitting the water in dozens and dozens of levels, but he is in the calmest state. The shallows are choked with water, which is intolerable for a sword spirit!
Lou Xiaoyi watched quietly. He liked the current atmosphere of chasing each other among the Sword Spirits. He was happy for every success and sighed for every failure.
In terms of swordsmanship, he can't think of a better way to improve for the time being, but his focus is not here now!
The closer the ten years are, the more boring he feels sitting here; what is meaningful is the process, what is meaningless is the final honor; if Senior Brother Guangbei could see it, he would agree to insert his broken sword in Here?
Is he, Lou Xiaoyi, fulfilling his own wish? Or is he fulfilling the wish of Senior Brother Guangbei? Or is he doing it in the name of Senior Brother Promise...
Looking at the sword in the center of the cliff, he began to doubt himself!
Some people have tried to pull out this sword in the past ten years, because pulling it out means the failure of the person who inserted the sword, and at least it will make him start all over again!
But in front of Lou Xiaoyi, it is not easy to pull it out during the battle!
The magic circle of Yu Leap Cliff is very magical. No matter what your cultivation level is, as long as someone wants to pull it out, they must use all their strength. Under the threat of flying swords on the side, who can have the opportunity to use all their strength? On drawing the sword?
Unless it's himself!
But now, he has the urge to pull it out!
Of course, the one who inserts the sword can also pull out the sword! This means that the one who inserts the sword voluntarily gives up! But for tens of thousands of years, there have been monks who died on the top of the cliff in battle, but they never gave up their pursuit because they knew they were invincible. coward!
