Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.

The sound of swords rustled.

When no one else was around, Li Ziye's sword was so sharp and almost flawless.

Perhaps because of the help of various medicine kings and divine objects, which saved him time to accumulate cultivation, Li Ziye's degree of completion of his own martial arts moves was frighteningly high.

Things in this world don't always get rewarded for your efforts, so when you encounter such a lucky thing, you must seize it with all your strength.

Li Ziye undoubtedly did better than anyone else in this matter.

Different from the mental methods and martial arts skills that have strict requirements on martial arts talent, as long as you are willing to practice, you will definitely gain something. Although progress may come slowly, everything is cumulative, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

It can even reach the point where even Taoist sages like Zhang Zu are amazed.

"call!"

After a long time, Li Ziye demonstrated all the martial arts he knew, then stopped, took a deep breath, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked expectantly, "Is it okay?"

"The move, the completion of the move, the follow-up, is close to perfect."

Zhang Zu did not hesitate in his words of praise and said, "At your age, it is rare."

"But what?"

Li Ziye stepped forward and asked.

He knows that this kind of big boss always praises people first and then asks questions.

The first words can be ignored, they are just polite words, just listen to the next words.

"But, but."

Sure enough, after Zhang Zu finished praising others, he changed his tone and said seriously, "You, your sword, have no heart!"

"Kenshin?"

Hearing this, Li Ziye murmured and fell silent.

I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it.

"Swordsmen, all those who are strong in the way of swordsmanship, have the heart of the sword."

Zhang Zu explained patiently, "Tai, Taiyuan, Taishang, Taixuan, Xu Jingyang, every master of swordsmanship has his own sword and sword heart, but you don't have it."

Having said this, Zhang Zu stretched out his hand to touch the edge of Chunjun Sword and said softly, "It's really a good sword, but you are not a qualified master. Your heart is not focused on

Sword, you, you can't hear the sound of the sword, or, in other words, you just use it as a tool."

While speaking, Zhang Zu flicked the sword lightly, and suddenly, the sword made a low, trembling sound, like weeping.

Li Ziye looked at the sword that had been with him for many years, and seemed to understand what the old man in front of him said, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

"You, where is your sword?"

Zhang Zu asked, "Just now, that one you used."

"Here."

Li Ziye stretched out his hand, black energy surged, and the Yunzhi Sword appeared out of thin air.

Zhang Zu stroked the sword and quickly noticed the problem and said, "This, this is not your sword."

"Indeed not."

Li Ziye said truthfully, "It was because a senior reminded me that my martial arts requires a soft sword that is both strong and soft. So, after I came to the Western Regions, I tried my best to grab one."

"He, he is right."

Zhang Zu said with a complex expression, "But, but, for you, whether it is a sword that meets the requirements, it is okay? No, no matter whether it is it or not."

Li Ziye fell silent again when he heard the old man's question.

"You, your heart, are too, too rational."

Zhang Zu looked at the young man in front of him, explained the problem with one word, and asked, "Yes, one day, if the reward for giving up the sword is enough, you will give up the sword without hesitation, right, right?"

Li Ziye continued to be silent and did not answer.

However, silence is the answer to this question.

"My child, you are not suitable for learning swordsmanship."

Zhang Zu sighed softly, "You, you don't have the will to move forward. You will weigh the pros and cons of everything and choose, choose the most rewards. I, I guess, your Li family must be very glorious, right?"

"The No. 1 store in the world."

Li Ziye answered truthfully, "Wealth can rival a country."

"It, it's too heavy."

Zhang Zu said softly, "You, if you can't let go of this burden, you won't be able to truly touch the sword, the pinnacle of the sword."

"Why can Taiyuan do it?"

Li Ziye frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Isn't the Taoist family's burden heavier than that of the Li family?"

"No."

Zhang Zu shook his head and responded, "Tao, Dao sect, does not only have the leader. He can not show up for a year or even several years. But, judging from your eager attitude to go back just now, you, your Li

Home, no."

Li Ziye listened to the words of the old man in front of him and silently put away the two magic weapons, not knowing what to say.

"Put it down, can you let it go?"

Zhang Zu looked at the former's expression and asked.

"Can't let go."

Li Ziye shook his head and replied, "It's impossible."

"Then, I can't help you."

Zhang Zu sighed deeply and said with emotion, "But, what a pity."

This child is smart and hard-working, and is indeed a good candidate for practicing swordsmanship.

If he is willing to focus on martial arts, his future achievements will surely be very dazzling.

Unfortunately, in his heart, there are too many things that are more important than his martial arts and swordsmanship. If he cannot let go, he will be controlled by them for life.

"It's not a pity."

Li Ziye heard the emotion of the old man in front of him, smiled, and said, "Everything has gains and losses, and I can't let me take all the benefits. Since I have chosen this path, I must go on without any doubt.

No matter what the outcome is, it is my own choice."

"Difficult, rare."

When Zhang Zu heard the rational and open-minded answer from the young man in front of him, he felt even more regretful.

It is too rare to be in such an age and in such a state of mind.

"You, try to walk out of your own way."

After thinking for a short time, Zhang Zu raised his head and reminded, "Tao, the path taken by the Taoist Sect may not necessarily be the right one, or, maybe, your path can also lead to the top."

"I thought so too."

Li Ziye grinned and responded, "Whoever stipulates the way of swordsmanship and martial arts must follow a step-by-step approach. Maybe my crooked way will be a closer shortcut."

"Oh."

When Zhang Zu heard this, he smiled lightly and said nothing more.

That's impossible.

Although the road to the Tao Gate is not the only way, it must be the closest way.

Because it is something that countless generations of Taoist people have continuously explored.

Of course, this does not mean that other paths will not work, but they will be more difficult.

Just when Zhang Zu and Li Ziye were discussing martial arts issues.

From the mountain behind Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, three figures rushed over together. After a few breaths, they stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"Mr. Bai, I leave it to you."

In front of the cliff, Zhang Donglu looked up at the towering cliff in front of him and said.

"You two can just wait here."

Bai Wangyu said something and immediately jumped towards the mountain.

Been waiting for so long.
Chapter completed!