The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 60: 2 not negative
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On the Qingdu River, a huge koi occasionally jumped out of the water and fell back into the river. Fifty or sixty people from the rivers and lakes who survived the catastrophe, even if they saw the white-clothed man and the gray-clothed monk go away, they did not make a sound for a long time. In return, when I heard the Taoist claiming to be Wudang Li Yufu, the group was even more thunderous. After Wang Chonglou and Hong Xixiang, the new head of Wudang, Wang Chonglou recognized that he was a late bloomer, and gradually entered the best state in the practice of Heavenly Dao until he cultivated into the Rhubarb Court. As for the immortal Hong Xixiang, riding a crane down the south of the Yangtze River, going to Longhu Mountain with a sword, and driving straight out of Tai'an City are all mysterious deeds envied by the gods. As the youngest leader in the history of Wudang Mountain, Li Yufu knows if his future achievements will be as high as that of Tianmen? Li Yufu's face is elegant and elegant, his roots are very high, and he is approachable. He is quite different from the fact that the Taoist priests on Longhushan are above the top. He is talking to people. Li Yufu's face is cheerful and he apologizes, and he turns to someone who doesn't know when. The middle-aged Taoist who settled down on the banks of the Qingdu River greeted, "Why is Shishu Xiao Wang here?"
The sword idiot King Xiaoping looked towards the east, and said solemnly: "This crazy monk is too murderous, much like the magician Liu Songtao mentioned by Brother Song, I want to confirm it. If this person is really this person, Wang Xianzhi is unwilling to leave the city. Deng Tai'a is already going to sea to visit immortals, Cao Changqing is busy with the restoration of the Western Chu, Gu Jiantang, Chen Zhibao and others, as loyal ministers of the temple, will not take any action. Li beware of one shot, and probably will not stop again. The front is two hundred and sixty miles away. Yinxue Palace, I have to come."
Li Yuxue said guiltily: "It's Yuxue who is overwhelming and worrying about the little uncle Wang."
Wang Xiaoping, who was also a thousand miles away on the mountain, smiled unbelievably, walked slowly along the river bank, and said to the young teacher next to him with a sincere heart: "It's okay, this is the responsibility of Wudang Mountain. The younger brother said it back then. Ordinary samurai practice, and strive to be alone, but the Taoism of my generation is like a mountain climber, and the younger brother can carry the martial arts on one shoulder and the heaven. It’s a natural blind date with him, but you need to think more about the true meaning of this statement. Now the Wudang Mountain incense is in full swing, and it is chasing the scene hundreds of years ago, the more you can’t just look up at the heavenly people. It is unpredictable, and how the cultivation base comes from is even more important."
Li Yufu said warmly: "The words of Master Xiao Wang have been written down."
There is a breeze on the river, and the quaint Taoist robe is swinging. The sword king Xiaoping is more like a swordsman. The sword idiot stopped and said with a smile: "If the younger brother listens to my nagging, I must take a few slaps. So I have the skin to go to my purple bamboo forest to steal winter bamboo shoots, or just cut bamboo to make fishing rods and teach you, you have to learn more from the tired and lazy rascals of your little teacher and uncle. Although Wudang Mountain has a heavy burden, it does not violate The heart is enough, how can we feel comfortable by ourselves. Those of us who are teachers, uncles and uncles, do not have great skills, have more than one heart but are not strong enough, so we can only let the younger brothers bear with you. In fact, we don’t say it for so many years Lai always feels sorry."
Li Yufu's complexion changed slightly. Taoist practice originally pursued to know the world in autumn when a leaf fell, and to know the world in spring when a bud sprouts. Wang Xiaoping said straightforwardly: "Although he lacks his strength, he should also be able to bear the burden. Since I promised the younger brother, I should also stop it. I have been fascinated by swords in my life, but I have never felt that a sword is out once, and I have a hearty mood. Xu Fengnian raised his mind at the bottom of the lake, and even the stone of the other mountain can attack jade. This crazy monk can sharpen kendo for me. If his skills are not as good as humans, he will die with swords and swords. If he teaches you, you don’t need to think about it. Wang Xiaoping is considered to have died well."
Li Yuaxe trembled: "Can Xiao Wang Shishu count as a hexagram?"
Wang Xiaoping laughed loudly, and walked away, "Today the signing is cancelled, Wang Xiaoping will die in nine deaths."
Li Yufu sat slumped by the river. Even if Li Yufu can look at his own life and death, he can't look at his life and death. This is the big cage. Lantuo Mountain Painting Diwei Prison is similar to Wu Jiajian’s Tomb and Dry Sword. They are nothing more than self-satisfaction, but Wudang Mountain has never been like this. Buddhism sledgehammer breaks attachments, but attachments to break attachments, in fact, fall into inferiority. Taoist cultivating the Tao and asking for the Tao, Li Yufu used to ask himself to prove that he had lived through the Tianmen. What happened after passing the Tianmen? It is said that the world is so bitter, the immortal Changle. Li Yufu's face is sullen and clear, and he looks at the yellowish water surface of the surging river. A place where a big man can stand, a family can be a country can be a world. The river breeze rises, and the river water beats the shore, lightly soaking the Taoist robe and shoes of the Wudang youth head teacher. In the distance, there are a bunch of rivers and lakes watching visitors. Among them, the swordsman who was borrowed from the sword by the mad monk Liu Songtao has not recovered for a long time. Weeping with joy, screaming loudly, wishing everyone in the world would know that weird monk borrowed a sword from him. Liu Songtao borrowed the sword once without warning, and the status of this person suddenly rose. Several senior elders of the rivers and lakes took the initiative to move closer to him and said some warm and polite words. Li Yufu turned a deaf ear, a brilliant red river carp somehow jumped out of the river and plunged into the arms of the young Taoist. It really complied with the couplet of a small Taoist temple on Wudang Mountain. Li Yuaxe held the carp, looked down at the koi carp in his arms, startled, and suddenly smiled, "Poor Li Yuaxe, you and I have a big relationship, I hope you will not be greedy and become the diners for Chinese food, if it is everything. Really can practice. You and I encourage each other, fellow practitioners."
Li Yuaxe held the carp in both hands and gently tossed it into the river, "I hope I will see each other again in hundreds of years."
The computer on the banks of the Qingdu River is so mysterious. One person and one carp have made an appointment for hundreds of years, and a collision thirty miles away is full of blood.
was sacrificed to Luoyang, who brought out a spiritual relic from the Great Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum. During the thirty-mile journey, it did not stop once, but fell directly into the Qingdu River thirty miles away, all in order to achieve success in one blow. , Which shows his arrogance as the number one demon of Beimang. The mad monk swayed and ran all the way, occasionally a few pedestrians heard the useless song that was so ridiculous at first, and looked up again. It was already a few miles away from Luoyang. Luoyang stood proudly. The dragon wandered around her gracefully. When the dragon wall turned over, she was stabbed in the heart with the sword of the **** who thought she had succeeded and fell into the river trough. She did not know that Luoyang returned to the mausoleum where the sun had not been seen for 800 years. Before Xu Fengnian only saw a layer of imperial mausoleum, he felt magnificent and magnificent. How did you know that Luoyang was skillful at opening the mechanism and walking down. There is no cave in the sky. There are countless talismans on the ground, from the excellent handwork of ancient alchemists. At the sight of this, the master of the current qi practitioner must also sigh that it fits the way of heaven. Two ichthyosaurs have surrounded a coffin for nearly a thousand years. After Luoyang left the Great Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum under the Yellow River, he rushed to the Arctic Icefield in secret, just in time for the opportunity of the Beiming Big Fish to be turned into Peng. Tuoba Bodhisattva waited for decades, but she was still forced Most of the good things are broken.
Tuoba Bodhisattva once whispered to the Empress. When he took down that weapon, it was the day when Tuoba’s hundreds of thousands of soldiers went south. As a result, Tuoba Bodhisattva was furious, and even the emperor, the emperor, who was originally angry at Luoyang, was angry. The spider web in Li Mibi's hand sent out 100 catching dragons and 30 flapping butterflies, except for one. All the six poles and double cocoons other than the cut willow were all sent out, and Li Mibi personally deployed all the details of the killing and beheaded Luoyang, which is bound to win. It's a pity that Luoyang slid all the way to Beimang Capital, and that time it even drove all the way to the border, even halfway around in a circle. Li Mibi, who deliberately went to the heavy iron and armored armour to see Li Mibi, saw him in a distance. What Luoyang did was compared to Liu Songtao a century ago. The previous walks in the rivers and lakes can be said to be worse than others. It's just that this secret history, far away in the rivers and lakes of Liyang, has no chance to hear about it.
Liu Songtao did not carry the sword, the long sword of ordinary material was suspended in the air, walking side by side with him.
One day, he will become a sword fairy on the land, claiming that there is nothing in the world that cannot be used as a sword, but there is a real sword in hand, regardless of the bamboo sword, the wood sword, and the iron sword. Especially in the battle of the same realm, it is even more different to have a sword in your hand but not a sword. The sword is a spiritual thing, otherwise the essence of the Wu family's sword will not be the ruyi sword embryo. The sword forge is only the first layer, and the sword embryo is the most important thing. I don’t know which predecessor said with a smile that a master made a move, like two shrews in silk brocades fighting each other, thinking about tearing up each other’s clothes, but the silk clothes are dense and strong, and they are made of inextricably threaded threads. The reason why the swordsman is Being able to become a glamorous business that lasts for thousands of years is equivalent to the shrew holding a pair of scissors in her hand, and tearing up her clothes can get twice the result with half the effort. It's loose. One of the four great masters of the previous dynasty, Fujiang Hongjia, is not in the three religions, but he has the physique of the Donkey Kong realm and the celestial perception. , The vigor of the human cat Han Diaosi lies in his shrewdness and cocooning, not only in being able to tear a pair of diamond physique by hand, but also in breaking the resonance between the celestial phenomena master and the heaven and the earth. The four realms of the first rank are undoubtedly ascending successively for the Wufu outside the three religions. The meaning of Xuan is lower than the celestial phenomena, and the gap is far greater than the two realms of King Kong and Xuan. In the latter two realms, people kill each other, and there are many cases. , Han Diao Temple was able to kill the celestial phenomena with the Xuan Xuan, so that he could be comparable to Deng Tai's Xuan Xuan, but unfortunately, as the cat died outside Shenwu City, his practice method did not inherit the mantle and became a masterpiece, regardless of No matter how humans and cats behave, they are regarded as a great shortcoming in the world.
The top masters, especially the first-class masters, often express the meaning of life-saving, and learning from each other is far more than fighting hard.
Luoyang in white clothes is obviously an exception that seems to have never cherished the realm of hard-won. The female emperor Beimang fought against Tuoba Bodhisattva under her nose, Dunhuang City Outer War Deng Taia, Chess and Sword Yuefu, the original fourth in the world Hong Jingyan, Jibei Fighting Tuoba Bodhisattva on the icefield Beiming giant fish, without exception, is a technique that encumbers the opponents to fight for their lives.
This time is no exception.
bumped two by one.
Luoyang allowed Liu Songtao to pass a sword through the palm of his hand and slap his forehead with a palm.
The two retreated several feet each.
Luoyang's arm blocking the sword drooped, dripping blood.
Liu Songtao bleeds from his seven orifices, and he is also uncomfortable.
The long sword shattered, and a ichthyosaur beside Luoyang also collapsed.
Luoyang glanced at the middle-aged monk who was no longer insane, backed away, and said flatly: "I will pick you up a hundred miles away."
Liu Songtao smiled and took a breath, the blood flowed back into the orifice, like a sword returning to its sheath.
strode forward, straddling the scattered swords on the ground and condensed into a finished sword, this time he held the sword in his hand.
There is a city a hundred miles away, and Luoyang in white is standing under the west wall.
People come to the sword.
A sword spirit is as strong as a mountain.
waiting for Luoyang Station to be fixed, it is already outside the east wall.
The city was abruptly torn in half by Jian Qi and Luoyang. The city wall was split, and dust was everywhere on this line. A shopkeeper selling rouge and gouache stared wide-eyed, staring at the messy shop that had been split in half in a daze. One is working arty with a friend in the backyard of a private house.
cooking wine and enjoying the lake view, the lake was shaking, the courtyard wall cracked, and the pavilions collapsed in hindsight. Everyone's sable hats were blown to the ground by the strong wind, and they looked at each other. A young man with his servants wandering on the street with fresh clothes and angry horses, even the man and the horse fell into the gully that turned out to be born out of the world, the horse and the horse wailed, the servants thought that **** in the day, shrank, and did not dare to go to the gully to save people.
Outside the Western Wall, Liu Songtao laughed loudly and ran along the crack of the cracked wall, "Where is enough to destroy the city with one sword, then another sword to destroy the country!"
Luoyang stroked the body of an ichthyosaur that had been created out of thin air, and smiled slightly.
Fuer entered the city.
"Go!"
, she stepped Liu Songtao, who had entered the city together, back outside the Western Wall.
Luoyang stands still in the center of the town, fluttering in white.
Liu Songtao is bent like a bow outside the west wall, he straightens his waist and stands slowly, his eyes are a bit muddy, like a jar of white wine that has been stored for many years, giving a strong shake, and the bottom of the altar is floating again~IndoMTL.com ~Liu Songtao shook his head and rushed into the city again, and came to a north-south street in the city that was cut off by east and west. Near the bottomless gully, there was a flat-faced woman sitting on the roadside, with lingering fears. I looked around for a week and found it. After letting go of the little hairpin that landed on her sideburns, she was about to bend over to pick it up. She is a small family, and hairpin is a beloved object she bought after she had accumulated broken silver for several months. If she loses it, she will feel distressed for a long time. Suddenly she saw a hand helping her pick up Xiaochai, and when she looked up, she was a man in monk clothes with a warm face. His robes were run-down and poor enough to wear shoes. She was timid and shy, and flushed for a while. At a loss, the clear-faced monk smiled, handed her the hairpin, and whispered, "Back then, she pinned her hairpin between my hair buns, making fun of my Xiaochai Cheng's being so cute."
The weird monk in the eyes of the woman stood up and said blankly: "Unfortunately you are not her, and I am not me anymore."
Liu Songtao let out a long breath, bowed his head, there was no sword in his hand.
Seeing her late that year, he put her unclothed body in his arms. He once undressed and wrapped her up, and then carried her back to the deer.
Liu Songtao stretched out his hand to tear off a sleeve, flicked his wrist, and held a sword in his hand.
He smiled at the woman: "Let her see how this sword is."
Where did the woman who had experienced such a thrilling scene be so frightened, she nodded madly, and started to cry.
Liu Songtao burst into tears, hoarsely crying and laughing: "Back then, the three of them went on a journey together, Zhao Huangchao was worthy of you, and you were worthy of Liu Songtao. Liu Songtao was worthy of the deer mountain, but you were worthy of you."