At this time, Ye Qianqiu smiled slightly, raised his hand to hold a flying sword, and the flying sword quickly turned into a three-foot green edge in his hand.

Then, Ye Qianqiu stabbed forward unremarkably, then looked at Xu Fengnian and asked, "Boy Xu, what do you think is the essence of the sword?"

Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly replied: "You are stupid, please give me some advice."

Ye Qianqiu smiled, put the sword in Xu Fengnian's hand, and said, "Stand up and stab forward."

Xu Fengnian stood up with a confused look on her face, held the sword in her hand, and stabbed forward.

Ye Qianqiu said: "Thorn again."

Xu Fengnian stabbed another sword.

Ye Qianqiu said: "Thorn again!"

Xu Fengnian stabbed another sword.

"Thorn again!"

"Thorn again!"

“…”

Ye Qianqiu let Xu Fengnian stab more than a dozen swords in a row.

"How do you feel?"

Ye Qianqiu asked Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian held the sword in his hand and said, "It seems very ordinary."

Ye Qianqiu smiled and said, "That's right, it's just very ordinary."

"You have to remember that this feeling is ordinary behind any gorgeousness."

"Thorn, chop, point, collapse, hang, pick, wipe, slash, cut, pick, cloud, sweep, hug, stand."

"A building that rises from the ground is soaring. No matter how swordsmanship is, it cannot be separated from this essence."

"If you don't learn from the Tao of your predecessors because you are afraid that the Tao of your predecessors will affect your own Tao, then you will definitely not be able to achieve anything."

"The end of the technique is Tao, and the sword path has no end."

"Only by standing on the shoulders of predecessors can we innovate."

"If you really don't know how to practice swords, then you might as well practice the most basic thorn, chop, point, collapse, and hung."

"If you draw the sword, you must stab it. This is the essence of the sword."

Xu Fengnian was speechless for a long time. He had not learned swords before. He had learned all the swords of Lao Huang as soon as he reached Jian Jiu, which means that he had not understood them thoroughly except Jian Ten.

But generally, choose to use a knife.

Li Chungang taught him a green snake with two sleeves for a long time, but the changes were complicated and difficult to digest.

Today, what Ye Zhenren said can be said to wake up the dreamer.

Draw the sword and you will stab.

Xu Fengnian suddenly felt many doubts in his heart disappear.

At this time, Ye Qianqiu gave Li Chungang a wink, and the two stood up and walked towards the mountains.

Let Xu Fengnian be alone.

...

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang climbed the mountain and walked up the steps, with green bamboos hanging on the road, and the cool breeze blew.

Li Chungang said from the side: "Ye Zhenren must have a lot of experience in teaching his apprentices."

Ye Qianqiu smiled and said, "Why do you say this?"

Li Chungang said: "Xu Fengnian has been shaking. I took out two sleeves of green snakes, but I didn't let the boy learn swords firmly. But what Ye Zhenren said just now was really touching the kid's heart."

Ye Qianqiu smiled and said, "It's not that he doesn't want to learn swords, but he's too arrogant and doesn't want to fall into the shackles of his predecessors."

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Sometimes, the most common thing is often the most common thing."

"But no matter what kind of gorgeousness it is, it is actually inseparable from these ordinary and most ordinary things."

When Li Chungang heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really better to listen to your words than to read ten years."

"I understand some truths, but I just can't explain them."

"It's still true that Ye Da Zhenren can speak eloquently."

Ye Qianqiu smiled, but suddenly asked, "Did you say your sword path have come to an end?"

Li Chungang was a little confused when he heard this and said, "Why did Zhenren Ye ask that?"

Ye Qianqiu smiled and said, "You have a heart and a knot. You think you have no worries after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, but that's just you comforting yourself."

Li Chungang was silent for a moment, and then said, "As you think, after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, I have no regrets about Jiandao or life."

"I have no descendants, and an old man who has no support, no worries."

"I have been young and frivolous in my life and cannot cut the sword. But the world is so great that I can settle it with one sword?"

"I remember that in the early years, a female writer in the poetry world praised me for destroying the Five Mountains. I was disdainful of taking responsibility, but when I put my sword in front of my knee, I said it and chewed it carefully now. It really tastes a bit."

Ye Qianqiu said with his hands behind his back: "In this life, people must see themselves, heaven and earth, and sentient beings."

"You Li Chungang have lived until now, and you have barely seen yourself, the world, and you have not seen it clearly, let alone you have never seen sentient beings."

"You are not worried, but because you are alone."

“Any kind of avenue has no end.”

"Swordsmanship is the same."

"Everyone says you are the Sword God, but in my opinion, you are just a bad old man, and a bad old man with no ambition. If you are the Sword God, you can't be called a sword god. At most, you are a sword immortal, and you are not first-class."

"You were arrogant when you were young, and the green robe in Fengdu died under your sword, which became a hurdle in your heart."

"After so many years, you still can't let it go."

"It is a good thing to have obsession in a person's life, but it is also a bad thing."

"In fact, a woman who is willing to die under your sword will always hope to see a sword god Li Chungang who is full of energy and courageous and diligent."

"There are only one Li Chungang like this in the world, and there is only one such person."

"Old Li, a person has to go through many obstacles in his life. Only by practicing all the world can he obtain a heart of Tao that remains unmoved by wind and rain."

"You have to live well, otherwise, I'm sorry for the green robe in Fengdu."

Li Chungang stopped and stared at Ye Qianqiu in a daze.

Ye Qianqiu walked straight ahead without waiting for him.

Li Chungang kept looking at Ye Qianqiu's back.

Ye Qianqiu's last words were echoing in his ears.

"You have to live well, otherwise, I'm sorry for the green robe in Fengdu."

...

Ye Qianqiu walked up the mountain while admiring the bamboo sea.

Seeing that Li Chungang did not follow, Ye Qianqiu smiled slightly and was quite happy.

If you don’t give him a little unhappy if you don’t give him any worries, he will be no longer far from death.

The world is very big, and there is only one Li Chungang in the sky and under the earth.

Ye Qianqiu didn't want this old boy to be burping so early. He also wanted to trick Li Chungang into guarding the mountain gate for Qingcheng Mountain.

Ye Qianqiu looked while walking.

I saw that there was indeed a small lake as clear as a mirror in the mountain chestnut in front of me, which was quite amazing, especially when someone built a building in the middle of the lake. There was a beautiful bamboo raft made of nanmu bamboo by the lakeside. The green bamboo reflected the wind and the sound of the bamboo waves, like a fairyland.

Ye Qianqiu walked straight towards the lake, and suddenly saw the bamboo door in the middle of the lake slowly opening and a young woman walked out.

The woman's wooden hairpin and plain clothes walked to the mossy stone steps near the lake, squatted down, held a handful of clear water with both hands, gently moistened her cheeks, and then turned to look at Ye Qianqiu from afar.

She didn't say anything, but just looked at the uninvited guests quietly, like a secluded orchid in the valley, leaving the world independent.

Ye Qianqiu has seen many women with all kinds of peerless charms.

After seeing this young woman, I felt that she had a bit of the temperament of a little dragon girl in the world of the Divine Condor.

Of course, it’s just a bit similar in temperament, and people must have their own advantages.

Ye Qianqiu flew up and stepped onto the bamboo raft in the lake.

The bamboo raft is free from wind, and it cuts the water waves, and sails leisurely towards the center of the lake.

The bamboo raft stopped three meters away from the Qingzhu Building.

The young woman stood up and looked at Ye Qianqiu.

Her temples were moistened by the lake water and stuck to her cheeks. A few drops of water slid off her shattered white skin. She reached out to wipe off the light water marks on her chin, without saying anything, just looking at Ye Qianqiu, her eyes full of aura.
Chapter completed!