Ling Jueding hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have nothing to ask for."
He just didn't want to see people take detours and end up going to extremes, so he just reminded them, and he didn't have any unnecessary thoughts.
However, the opponent's sword...
At that glance, he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood from within the red clouds of the sky, saw immeasurable merit, and even saw Shao Hong and his old friends.
The opponent's sword seems to reflect the regrets in people's hearts, or the flaws in their hearts.
The meaning behind this was too terrifying. Even he couldn't help but feel numb after knowing it.
In life, there will always be a few regrets, which is inevitable. If you fight with the other party, the regrets will turn into flaws and then be infinitely magnified.
When masters compete, victory or defeat can be determined in an instant. It is self-evident what the outcome will be if all the opportunities are lost.
Such a sword can actually exist in the world, and it comes from Confucianism.
Although Ling Jueding was amazed by this, he didn't care too much. He was even willing to say something again to remind the other party:
"On the other hand, it's you, the rivers and lakes are deep, and this time the sword's heart is almost dusted."
There were very few swordsmen in the world that caught his eye, and he had heard of the opponent's name before, which was somewhat unworthy of the name.
It wasn't the swordsman's problem, but the name, in his opinion, was a little inappropriate.
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me that the rivers and lakes are indeed deep. I can't get out, and I don't want to get out."
Lin Chongyang, who had transformed and reappeared, was a little less sharp than before, visible to the naked eye.
Some things, if you change your perspective, you will have a completely different perception from before. However, he has no intention of letting himself change, just let nature take its course.
He understood the advice of the person in front of him, but unfortunately...
As a master, he is a little irresponsible at best. The relationship between master and disciple is very good, but unlike the one opposite, he is simply unqualified.
Ling Jue was the best, no matter in terms of character, swordsmanship, or casting skills, he was the best choice, but he failed more than once as a teacher and disciple.
"Can you tell me why?" Lin Chongyang's persistence aroused his interest.
"Confucianism is the study of managing the world. Since I am here, how can I sit back and watch the world become disordered, the family and the country collapse, and all living beings in ruins?
The Confucian sword points out that one should eradicate evil and slay evil, bring order to the world, carry forward the ambition of becoming a saint, and bring peace to the world. Only then can one live up to what he has learned. "
Lin Chongyang's answer was a belief he had carried out throughout his life. It was also at this moment that Ling Jueding saw the part of him that matched his name:
"Maybe the world doesn't need you to be like this."
In his eyes, or in the eyes of most people in this world, the world does not need you to do anything.
There is no need to lead, let alone save, it is all wishful thinking of the parties involved.
Lin Chongyang understood this a long time ago, but he did not agree:
"Senior's words are wrong. You and I are all members of the common people, so it is not about what I do for the common people, but what the common people are doing."
This time, his tone was more serious. When it comes to personal ideas, he has always been very serious.
It also brought back some memories of Ling Jueding: "But your sword doesn't quite match what you said."
To Ling Jueding, the sword was not just a tool for fighting and killing people to become famous. Sword cultivation was equivalent to cultivating Taoism and cultivating one's mind. What he pursued was the purest spiritual realm.
He is not influenced by the outside world's slander and praise, and his mind is at ease, so he has no distinction between being in the world and entering the world.
The difference between the two lies in this: "Being an inner sage and an outer king is also the Confucian way of self-cultivation."
Just as Lin Chongyang said in the past, he could not be as pure as Chang Rikun, because he was a Confucian first, then a warrior, and finally a swordsman.
After a few words of conversation, the two people who were strangers now seemed like good friends who had known each other for many years.
When he spoke again, there was more regret in Ling Jueding's tone:
"Although the principles of Confucianism are not bad, it also adds too much weight to your sword, making your instincts more pure."
Extra identity will limit the swordsman's sword heart, just like the clear soup and white noodles, maintaining the ordinary in this troubled world is extraordinary.
"Cultivation of the sword is like self-cultivation. If you only practice it without using it, then even if you have cultivated a pure sword, it would be better not to practice it at all."
Lin Chongyang's tone contained disdain, nostalgia, and more emotion:
"My good friends practice swordsmanship to reach the peak, and ultimately bear witness to the pinnacle of swordsmanship with their own lives, leaving no regrets in this life.
I can't be as pure as him, because swordsmanship is not my way. "
At the same time as he spoke, the sword intention spread from his body, reappearing the battle before his eyes:
That sword, without any extras, was the simplest sword and the most ordinary sword.
Chang Ri Kun's life was a life of pursuing the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and naturally it was not perfect.
I once made a mistake and went to extremes; I was trapped in the past, but I regretted it too late; I once reached the extreme point, and one person was my enemy.
The world of mortals has been seen all over, and the beauty has been washed away. Even at the last moment of life, it is still pure, and it is penetrated by one person, one heart and one sword.
From Lin Chongyang's sword intention, Ling Jueding intuitively felt the changes that had happened to Changri Kunqi, as if the person standing opposite him was an old friend from before.
However, this thought only lasted for a moment. As Lin Chongyang concentrated his sword intent, the scene in front of Ling Jueding returned to its original state.
"He has no regrets in his life." While sighing in his heart, Ling Jueding asked: "What is a sword to you?"
"Honestly speaking, for me, there is not much difference between guns, swords, and fists.
Martial arts is a one-stop, all-powerful approach. What I can do with a sword, I can do with a gun, and vice versa. "
A simple sentence, but what it expresses is not simple. Lin Chongyang changed the subject and continued:
"It's just that the sword is easier to use, that's all."
Ling Jueding asked again: "What about the way?"
He was not surprised by Lin Chongyang's answer. From the previous exchanges, he could tell that the other party was not a person obsessed with swordsmanship.
However, it is obvious what it means to be able to achieve today's achievements without focusing on swordsmanship.
"The human heart is only dangerous, the Taoist heart is only small, the essence is only one, and the persistence is in the middle."
In these simple sixteen words, Ling Jueding saw concentration, while Lin Chongyang expressed the common people.
"The Analects of Confucius" contains: Aspire to the Tao, live in virtue, rely on people, and play in art. The same is true.
If it were more specific, it would be: to establish a mind for the heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the living people, to inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations.
Ling Jueding smiled and said: "Do I need to forge a sword?"
Although the two people have different opinions, describing the person in front of them as first-class is insufficient.
The opponent's body, mind, skills, and Tao have all reached a height that is difficult for first-class people to reach. At least in his thousands of years of experience, he has not seen many people.
"Then I'll trouble you, senior."
