Swordsman’s Road Chapter 1950: Nostalgia
In the gazebo, the two sat and drank.
This is an embarrassing drink, because apart from swords, they seem to find no other topics. If it is just swords, what is more straightforward than Fang Cai’s sword language?
First acquaintance, cautious, closed, after drinking the three patrols, the only thing that can be a little embarrassing is the roasted whole sheep that the pig demon presented to them, it was its dinner, it was bitten, or donated. ,
"Call your uncle!" Li Ji is this set again. Others use beautiful women to enliven the atmosphere. He is good and uses a black pig with a mane.
Pushing the pig mountain to pour the pig post, Bajie is still the same, but he didn’t rush over to hug the man’s thigh or kowtow, this pig demon looks vulgar, in fact, he is very cunning in heart, and he knows what uncle is real Uncle, what is a verbal flower that needs to be contacted slowly, this class code daoist looks like a Maitreya with a long eyebrow face, in fact, the cone is placed inside, the sharpness is not obvious, and Ge’s arrogance is outside, but inside The intimacy is completely different, it is afraid to throw it over and hug its legs, and then become a porcupine.
"Good pig! Give it a slogan, there is a master's style!"
This is the class code that implies that Li Ji does not practice morality. People get along with each other. Not everyone can open their minds to each other. There are many dao lineages. They do the same thing. People with similar ideas can’t sit together. It’s a strange thing, but it’s not an enemy, so it’s normal to mean something. After all, the work of the class is laborious and ineffective.
"Not only the slogan, but also the meat (three/third) layer!"
Li Ji is just as welcome. Ironically, when the two first came to the other people’s cave, they wanted to take their master’s monster and be rude and act rudely.
The pig demon was listening to the cold sweat, listening to his own words, and he was also a reminder. What kind of human fart do you come up with? He even ruined the evening supper at night, so why bother? It would be better to take a plate and put yourself up, a hundred.
The two continued to eat and drink in silence. In an instant, the meat and wine were empty. Ban Dian wiped his mouth and jumped in the air,
"I have learned a sword technique in recent years, and I hope Daoyou is right!"
Li Ji also jumped in the air, reached out to make a false lead... sword cultivator, after all, is a proud dao lineage, Rong had to score the outcome of the victory and defeat, the sword language has already tried the truth and the truth, all know the other party’s true material Actually, this time we need to come up with something real, to discuss who will have the right to speak when we meet in the future.
The surroundings were calm and calm. In the ancient well, a pig head was found again. It didn't understand that the two were far away from each other. What was there to rub against? But it didn’t dare to make a sound. It was cautious even with breath control. It was afraid that it would bring trouble. It was extremely dissatisfied with the battle between two people. It was too bland, too hypocritical. This one?
The battle has already begun, but it is not the most common storm of sword cultivator. In the previous sword language, the class code has been well understood. With the strength of the two, there is no overwhelming advantage. I want to rely purely on strength. Ordinary things such as dao concept can't achieve the point of a sword.
So, something new is needed, such as his newly realized style, quiet night homesickness!
This is not dao concept, but the emotion that touches the depths of the human spirit. Based on this, tearing down the defense, because it is not a fight between life and death, there is no need to follow up the method, as long as the heart is open, who wins and loses It is natural to understand that cultivator at this level will not be that messy.
He thought it was very difficult, because every cultivator will hide its softest square between the most tight and the most hidden, that is, people have a hometown, a childhood, a joy that will never be forgotten Sorrow and joy, this is human nature, even if it is a devil who kills nothing, it will also have its own softness, but you can’t see it.
But to his surprise, everything is very simple. His quiet night homesickness penetrated the opponent's spirit very easily, and came to the opponent's softest heart defense, but wait, this is the hometown of this human spirit Does something seem wrong?
Not in this world, but in the past!
Ban Dian praised it in his heart. It is really a good method. Is this to transfer his own hidden dangers to the past?
That’s not right. If it’s really transferred to the past, it should be more difficult to find, not as easy as it is now!
Somehow he doesn’t understand his opponent’s treatment of his own soul. What is the point of doing this? But without delaying his guidance of homesickness to break the defense of the opponent; whatever means, there are ways, strength and strength, like this method involving the spirit also has its own way of breaking obstacles, but it is not violent destruction, Doing this in itself does not meet the ideal concept of Jingye Xiangsi. If you do so, it is not known whether you can hurt your opponent. I am afraid that the idea of violence in my heart will make me disappear.
You can’t use violence, you can only use emotional means, such as melancholy, sadness, miss, melancholy, feelings, loneliness...
Then he saw the street under dim light, a strange string of neon lights, slightly worn but glazed doors and windows, and a woman with exposed clothing and smeared powder leaning against the door frame,
A teenager riding a strange two-wheeled artifact, sneaking, looking around, wandering a few times before waiting for neon,
The woman laughed, "Little handsome boy, do you wash your hair?"
The juvenile youthful and slightly nervous voice, "More money?"
...... What's so special? Is it your homesickness?
The greatest sentiment of mankind, the most tenacious, and the line that any magic weapon also cuts constantly, you tethered me here?
It’s not over yet. The strength of Jingye Homesickness lies in mutual influence, using your homesickness and other people’s homesickness. Obviously, the class code has not affected Li Ji, so, inevitably, Li Ji’s homesickness began to affect the class code. Still nostalgic, very directional, not under his control.
It’s the edge of a city~IndoMTL.com~ the combination of urban and rural areas, fish and dragons are mixed, the young class is not yet entering the Dao at this time, he is a hard-working scholar. When he returns home from school one day, he encounters a heavy rain and runs When sheltering under the eaves at the door of a house, the door of the house opened a slit, well-known far and near, and the neighbors knew that, the widow Wang of the milfs looked out, left and right to see no one, holding the class Classic sleeves, shouting:
"Xiaoguanren, come in and avoid the rain! Niang-Niang warms you..."
Ban Dian’s quiet night homesickness was forcibly interrupted by him, and he couldn’t continue anymore. The opposite Li Ji laughed,
"Daoyou's encounter is very peculiar, you are really sad, I am really poor, our elder brother Mo said that the second brother, it is a bit of the same work!"
Ban Dian didn't see any guilt in the face of a group, but just turned away and turned away,
"You are the eldest brother! Poor Dao suit! Nasong Temple daoist still knows several sword cultivator, I'm afraid you won't stop there. You must be careful and go to the poor!"
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