Sealing Sword Chapter 110: Teaching

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Chu Xiwei has never encountered such a troublesome opponent.

He intends to win by quickness and preemptive moves. It is indeed to control the battle in his own rhythm. However, the opponent has a sword in his hand and defends it properly. There is no sign of it, as if all the moves have no tricks, come at your fingertips and move with your heart.

This swordsmanship is the same way as the battle against Helianyu in Anxi Mountain that day, but it is more mysterious. If Helianyu could have such swordsmanship at that time, even if Chu Xiwei used the "Returning Yang Pill", he might not be able to retreat.

The sword is as majestic as a net of heaven and earth, the sword moves are changeable and strong and flexible, even the angle of the sword is strange and thrilling, even if Chu Xiwei deliberately uses the "Forked Road Jing", he can only follow the opponent's martial arts road Counting to go, always one step behind, but the man's moves are endless.

Chu Xiwei traversed the sword blade, but saw the opponent withdraw his hand and loosen the sword, and pointed to the face door. Only this moment, the man seized the sword again, and the cold blade cut through the face door, leaving a line behind. Light red.

He stepped back and then stepped back, leaning on the tree with his back, and he couldn't retreat after all.

The sword collided, and the opponent shook his hand, and the sword body trembled slightly. Fortunately, Chu Xiwei saw the opportunity quickly. In the sudden change of the movement between the electric light and flint, a "white rainbow" slashed upwards, and once again connected with the blade, but no longer resisted hard, but took advantage of the trend and turned into a "flower". Sliding and locking along the blade, almost all the swords were "sticked" together with vigor. With the strength, the blade passed through the gap under his armpit. Senhan's sharp sword aura did not touch the skin and flesh. The bones are cold.

The sword blade was inserted deeply into the tree trunk behind him, and Chu Xiwei took this opportunity to lock the opponent's right arm with his left hand, and the broken water knife with his right hand "cross-wave" came out, and she could seal her throat desperately!

The blade has reached the side of the neck, and a shallow mouth is broken in the throat, but a pale hand firmly pinches the blade.

Chu Xiwei saw the cold eyes like a cold pool, and slowly shattered the spring ice.

The next moment, he only felt a sudden chill under his armpits, and he subconsciously retracted the knife and pushed away, and saw a bright sword light flashing in front of him, the thick tree of the sea bowl was actually split from the bottom up. Kouzi, if he didn't avoid it quickly, this sword could take off his arm!

Before Chu Xiwei could stand still, the man had bullied her and approached, and the sword swung out and rushed to her chest in an instant!

At the moment of the moment, Chu Xiwei's knife also moved. He was learning the other party's moves, and he also stabbed out, but he was forced to face the door!

The knife and the sword rubbed past, making a piercing sound, and finally the tip of the sword stopped in front of his heart, and the blade turned around when there was no room for it, and swept down the opponent's mask.

The silver mask flew up and down, but only the familiar and unfamiliar face was reflected in Chu Xiwei's eyes.

The eyebrows are cold, the face is frosty and snowy, and a cinnabar mole is printed on the corner of the eye, red as blood.

He glanced at the mask that fell on the ground, drew back two steps, reached out and lifted the hood, revealing a white hair tied into a ponytail with a black ribbon.

This person turned out to be Duan Qing.

But whether Chu Xiwei saw it with his own eyes, or heard it from Shen Wuduan and Ye Fusheng, she had never seen such Duanqing.

On weekdays, the Taoist chief who is silent as an ancient painting seems to tear a picture of pretending to be peaceful, revealing the edge that has not seen the sky for a long time, and still not seen the popularity, but there is a bit of cold sword-like cold.

Such clarity reminded Chu Xiwei of He Lianyu.

Except for the swordsmanship that the two rarely get in and out, the same white clothes and silver face, cold sword and blood, these two men look like each other in the mirror at first glance, but only when they have actually faced each other can they know what is high. Make a judgment.

He Lianyu's nature is hard to change, but Duan Qing is lonely and lingering from bone to skin.

"I didn't expect to see the Daoist at this time." Chu Xiwei slowly said out, but finally decided to get straight to the point, "However, the appearance of the Daoist and this swordsmanship reminds the younger generation of another person. ."

He didn't say it clearly, but Duan Qing had expected it. He didn't panic. He held the sword behind his back and said: "Whenever imitate, no matter how high or low, it is always clumsy. He is like this, and so do I."

The so-called imitation, there is always inheritance or understanding, but no matter which kind, it implies that the relationship between the two people is very close.

Chu Xiwei's heart moved, but he heard clearly: "This is the sword technique I have used, do you remember?"

He regained his senses, thought it over in his mind, and nodded.

Duan Qing said indifferently: "Shen Liu said that he has given you the'Guihai' mentality on the ninth level of "Forked Road Scripture", and now you have broken through to the seventh level, then within three days A few swordsmanship can be integrated, and it should be criticized."

Chu Xiwei raised her eyes: "It seems that after three days, something will happen."

"Your mind is as ghostly as Xiao'er." Duan Qing glanced at him, "He Lianyu's thousand tribulations are about to be completed. If he succeeds, then you will break through to the eighth You can’t fight him hard before the layer. If you have to fight, you can get away with swordsmanship."

Chu Xiwei was shocked. It was the news that Helianyu was at a critical juncture, and it was also for the clear understanding of him.

He settled his mind and looked straight ahead: "As far as I know, He Lianyu’s "A Thousand Tribulations" has always killed wanton. In this way, he may have a good chance of breaking through to reach the Great Perfection. Chang said, "If he succeeds," then... Dao Chang, what do you want to do in these three days?"

After hearing the words, Duanqing turned the topic off and said: "Shen Wuyou has sons like you, and there are people succeeding in the Hundred Ghosts. Your martial arts and vision are far beyond those of your martial arts peers. Give you some more years, everywhere. None of the three mountains can keep you coming and going."

"The Tao is longer than the reputation." Chu Xiwei's doubts were not open, even if she heard Duanqing's praise, she couldn't be happy, only thinking about the other party's actions in her mind, but suddenly heard the next sentence.

Duan Qing looked at him and said: "Unfortunately, Pindao is still unhappy with you."

When I said these words, Duan Qing was still the same ice face for thousands of years, and his tone was still indifferent. He felt like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Xiwei’s chest, not feeling tingling, but dull. very.

Thunder interrupted his thoughts, his expression unchanged, and his hands slowly clenched.

Shen Wu Duan once said that Duan Qing is a person like ice and snow, and his mind and eyesight are like ice and white snow. He is so clever that people can’t hide himself. From the hastily several interviews of Chu Xiwei himself, he also knows this long. Although it seems to be incompetent, he is extremely difficult to deal with.

How can a person so lucid not see his unconcealed mind?

But now he said it, unhappy.

The Daoist Duan Qing never deceived people, and what he said was as firm as a certainty. Since he said this, he had expressed his dislike for the matter between him and Ye Fusheng.

Chu Xiwei has an almost paranoid arrogance in his bones. He can ignore anyone's opinion, but he can't ignore Ye Fusheng's position. So now, he can't vain Gu Duanqing's attitude.

He closed his eyes: "The Taoist thinks that I am not good enough?"

"Faye."

"Or am I not worth entrusting?"

"Otherwise."

"In that case..." Chu Xiwei raised her head, "Why?"

Duan Qingdao: "You are not suitable."

He had a light tone and a normal expression, as if he was talking about a truth that couldn't be more obvious. There was nowhere to vent the anger in Chu Xiwei's heart, and he was almost stuffy with chest pain, and couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Dao Changfangwai People who are also obsessed with secular ethics and prejudice?"

Duan Qing shook his head. He walked a few steps, bent over and picked up the mask that fell on the ground, took the towel and wiped the dew on it, and said: "Life is short, rare Well done. In that case, if you don’t violate the moral intent, what can you do or what you can’t do? I say that you are not suitable, not because of ethics, but there are too many problems between you that are difficult to transfer."

Chu Xi frowned slightly: "Please enlighten me from the Chief Taoist."

Duanqing glanced at him: "You are a member of the Chu family after all. This alone is not his good match."

Duan Qing's words still didn't carry any emotions, but Chu Xiwei somehow thought of Ye Fusheng's master. Regarding Gu Qifang, Ye Fusheng always avoided talking in front of him. As far as Chu Xiwei is concerned, he only knows that Jinghong's line has forged inseparable grievances with the Da Chu royal family since Gu Zheng. There is no way to clarify what is right and wrong inside. From this standpoint, no matter whether he is angry or worried, he is so strong that he can't even say that he is wronged.

Even if he stays away from the palace and cast aside his predecessors, he is surnamed Chu after all. With such blood and bones, he can't take a step back.

Therefore, Chu Xiwei could only say: "The ancestors have their own predecessors, and the younger generations can bear the responsibility and do not refuse, but I believe that there is no way to the world. If this happened, it would be biased."

Duan Qing did not comment on his confession, and continued: "Now that the imperial court is implementing a new policy, it is the time when a hundred wastes are waiting to be revived; when the martial arts turmoil is rising, and the clouds and rain are upturned, your city is deep and unwilling to the status quo. Ambition, he is thoughtful, but he has the willingness to retreat. In this way, no matter how devoted he is, he cannot be honest with each other. Although you can help each other in the same boat now, you may stand against each other at any time."

Chu Xiwei opened her mouth to argue something, but did not wait for him to speak, and expressed her last opinion: "As for the grievances between you, I have probably heard him talk about it. I won’t mention it, I just ask You, with the word "graciousness and enmity" alone, can you really afford to let it go, can there be no gaps from now on?"

Chu Xiwei swallowed everything she wanted to say, silent for a moment.

Duan Qing said this soundly, but he really pulled out the thorn that lay on his heart, and placed it brightly in front of his eyes.

He was silent for a while before saying: "No."

From the arrogant son of the sky into the rivers and lakes, and the half-life of his life is gone, I don't know how many times of life and death, tumultuous, can Chu Xiwei really forget it so simple?

The court coup, getting close to the teacher and rebelling, the father and the king were defeated, and the mother and concubine burned themselves and became an orphan overnight. Can Chu Yao really easily leave behind?

When the affection was strong, Chu Xiwei thought that she could do it, and indeed gave in to it, giving the two people some room for change.

But after all, he is not heartless, the scars healed will still hurt, and the barriers left behind will exist after all.

Chu Xiwei knows clearly that the love and hatred of her life has been attached to Ye Fusheng, and her love can hardly be restrained, and her hatred can't help her.

"The Daoist... is right." He raised his head, "I am a descendant of the Chu family, but I should have been ruined for the rest of my life. I have my parents but I am alone, even if there is a lot of wrong, right or wrong. With the Son of Man, I can understand reason, but it is difficult to empathize."

Duan Qing listened intently, the chill in his eyes slowly fading, and rubbing his fingers across the cold mask, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"In the past few years, I have licked blood and walked back to life and death. If I can say that I can put it down without any complaint, I don’t even believe in myself... But no matter how much grievances or anger are, I can’t wipe it away. Extinguish the fact-I have today, thanks to him. Without him, I had the determination to die, but I did not have the courage to survive." Chu Xiwei slowly raised her lips, "I want to One answer, one explanation."

Slowly said: "Then what? If his intention is to the left as you wish, if the truth is contrary to what you know, what shall you do?"

Chu Xiwei's eyes were at a loss.

No matter how calm and calm he is, after all he is still a young man in his early twenties and first taste of love and hatred. It is not easy to get to this point step by step. How can he think of the future when he is still worried about the two sides who have never understood?

Even the possibility of these things going against his wishes is something he doesn't want to think about.

For a while, Chu Xiwei's chest was floating, her brain numb, and her whole body was completely innocent, until a cool hand fell on his shoulder and patted gently.

"Being in the world, the word "advance and retreat" is often said to be light and difficult to do. You are willing to give in for him, it is you who use the deepest affection, I can't say anything, but you have to know that many things in this world are retreating and retreating. There will be no retreat in the end." Duan Qing said slowly, "Even if the two are happy, they may be changed by waiting. Therefore, to be old together is destined to not be you alone. There is too much involvement between you and him. Things can’t go through all kinds of dangers with one heart. You need to think twice before doing anything, and don’t be impulsive."

Chu Xiwei was full of entanglement and hadn't cleared it up. When she heard this, she said, "I am not impulsive to him."

Duan Qing's hand on his shoulder paused, then raised his arm and withdrew: "Blunt."

The Dao Chang clearly had the same expression, and he had a sense of hatred for iron but not steel. Chu Xiwei finally recovered, breaking and tumbling this passage in her heart several times, and finally finished it. Weilai, raised his head in astonishment: "Master, you..."

"I am biased against him, so I will naturally be demanding of you, but as long as the two of you do not violate the bottom line principle, why do you need others to criticize?" Duan Qing said, "It's just a matter of man-made, but I have a clear conscience."

After a pause, he looked at Chu Xiwei's eyes clearly again: "He is older than you, and his character is quite free and easy to learn from, but he can't bear it because of his life experience. This temperament is good. It is also true that people have a headache. You don’t have to be able to accommodate him in case of trouble. You can only know yourself and the enemy if you run into each other... As for you, although you are young, you have a good vision and outstanding methods. Edges and corners, you can learn from him, and you will always not suffer. You need to remember that you are a **** in the game, and you are a good player if you look on the sidelines. In addition to the spirit, there are more considerations."

As a teacher, I regard the late birth as my own, and I intend to take the road of right and wrong that I have walked for decades, and pave a bridge. I hope that the latecomers will have to cross and have a good result. Don't fall in the quagmire. Somersault.

Chu Xiwei suddenly felt hot in her eyes.

He was undergoing major changes in his youth. In the past, his relatives and friends were either dead or betrayed, and half of his life was ruined beyond recognition. If Shen Wudu and Qin Liurong and his wife were not treated sincerely, now he is afraid that he will either die or become a lunatic.

Chu Yao is long soaking in a honey jar, but Chu Xiwei crawled over in a **** storm.

Qin Liurong loves him like a son, but although she is gentle by nature, she can’t speak, and she can’t confess a lot of things. Shen Wuyuan is a stocking temper, so in Chu Xiwei’s years, this is the first time she heard from The elders put their hearts to heart.

Especially he is cold and cold, and he has no relationship with him. Even if it is for Ye Fusheng's sake, there are other ways to go, so there is no need to mention him.

The unwillingness of the white-haired Daoist is his attitude, and he also put forward the suggestion of being an elder, so that he will no longer hit the south wall with his head like a headless fly, but should calm down. Look away from the narrow space between the two of them, look at the various threads that involve them, and untie one after another.

Chu Xiwei accepted this feeling, but after calming down, she keenly noticed Duanqing's unusualness, and even felt a little uneasy from it.

However, Duan Qing Dao Chang Shi just made a long talk. It seems that he has confessed all the words accumulated for thirteen years. Now that he has no more words, he stretched out his hand to buckle the mask back, and became like a ghost Raksha again.

An icy voice came out from behind the mask: "I can say it all, I hope you will never forget it."

Seeing that Duan had the intention to leave, Chu Xiwei could not help but couldn't help but asked: "Dao Chang Shi hasn't told me what you are going to do in three days... Then you What will happen?"

Duan Qing has turned around and walked around, hearing the words only softly said: "Wrong is wrong, there is no forgiveness, it deserves punishment."

He said these words, just like letting go of the Taishan boulders that have been pressing for a long time, and the heavy burdens put on them also crashed to the ground, falling to pieces, and completely clean when the wind rose.

The wind was mixed with frost and cold, and I took a bite and swallowed a cold blade. The cold entered my lungs, but my muscles and bones were torn apart, and blood that hadn't been frozen came out.

Chu Xiwei looked at this figure from behind, panicking suddenly.

He suddenly wanted to catch up, but it was a pity that his feet seemed to have taken root, his eyes fixed on the sword on Duan Qing's back, and a terrible guess arose in his heart, but when he spoke again, he turned to talk with a harsh voice: "He once said that when the spring flowers bloom in the coming year, he wants to go back to Feiyun Peak with Dao Master..."

Hearing this, he cleared his footsteps, but didn't look back, and walked forward again.

Chu Xiwei only heard a word that was almost torn apart by the wind--

"Good."