Tiannan Mountain, Jianlu
The leaping flames in the forge slowly extinguished. Ling Jueding once again handed the bamboo basket to Yuan Bahuang and asked him to collect a basket of iron wood rocks. With the consumption of their master and disciple over the years, the lochia was miserable. Mine veins, I'm afraid it won't last long.
However, before that, Ling Jueding had the confidence to get started with Yuanbahuang Casting Technique.
The so-called sword-making means not only the sword but also the heart;
The so-called sword cultivation not only cultivates the sword, but also the body;
The word "cast" is simple, but not simple, ordinary, but not ordinary.
In Ling Jueding's view, that one-word sword requires Yuan Bahuang to spend his whole life to understand it.
As for himself, it is not that he has not made progress in these years. At least he has gradually come out of the past that was full of guilt and regret, and no longer allows himself to live in the past and be trapped in the past.
But, coming out doesn't mean he can let go of everything.
This led to the fact that when teaching Yuan Bahuang, he would subconsciously avoid some misunderstandings he had experienced before and focus on correcting them. He no longer planned all the subsequent paths in advance as he did before.
He didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.
However, after communicating with Lin Chongyang, he felt that he really needed to make some changes.
As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful.
Was he wrong, or was Shao Hong unable to understand his painstaking efforts? If he didn't even have the courage to take this step, how could he face the past and get answers from it?
Not long after sending Yuanbahuang away, this Jianlu, located in the lonely mountain, received a rare guest.
The person who came here looks old but still young, with high black hair, gentle and elegant, dressed in a green shirt, elegant and chic, with a folding fan gently swaying, showing his unmistakable charm.
"Compared with the last time we met, your condition is much better."
There were two people sitting across from each other at a simple wooden table. The visitor looked at his old friend up and down, and then spoke slowly.
Ling Jueding poured tea for the other party: "By chance, I also figured out some things."
He had known the other party earlier than he had known Chang Rikun, but he did not expect that the other party would come to see him.
After hearing Ling Jueding's answer, the person opposite suddenly became interested:
"Oh? Are you ready to pick up the sword?"
"Now, I still only focus on casting." Ling Jueding said.
His answer made the person opposite feel very regretful: "Forging a sword will give you a lifelong friend, and you will live happily and forget your age. It is a great regret in life that I am friends with you but cannot forge a sword for you."
Jin Ziling closed the folding fan in his hand and placed it on the table. Then he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, feeling filled with emotion.
Thinking back to those days, when he was successful in forging, he was no longer limited to just forging a good sword, but had truly embarked on the path of forging swords, so that swordsmen could use the swords he forged to maximize their swordsmanship.
Then he met each other, the two had similar temperaments and became friends.
Just when he lamented that it was rare to have a close friend in life, and was about to take out his treasured casting materials and open a furnace to cast a sword for the other party, he was suddenly told by the other party that he was now focusing on casting and had not mentioned the sword for many years.
The first regret in his life happened because of this.
Not long after that, he made another friend, and that friend did not reject him. However, after he gave the sword to him, he never saw him use it.
I'm afraid these two were not deliberately trying to embarrass him, but just sighed that they were careless in making friends.
Originally, he had not planned to visit rashly, but after the mining traces reappeared in the lochia field, he decided to come and have a look. After seeing that no one was safe, Jin Ziling breathed a sigh of relief. Before that, he had always thought that Ling Jueding He disappeared because of something and suffered misfortune.
After all, the other party did lose news for a long time.
Ling Jueding said calmly: "After you have reached a certain level of cultivation, there is actually no difference whether you hold a sword or not, and whether you hold a sword or not."
"Tsk, how many people in the world can reach such a state?"
Putting the tea cup back on the table, Jin Ziling shook his head and poured himself tea again:
"Speaking of which, you are not going to continue to teach your disciples like this."
"The path he wants to take is different, but his sword needs to be forged by himself." Ling Jueding said calmly.
Jin Ziling paused for a moment, and based on the previous clues, he made a casual guess:
"You are gifted by nature, but I didn't expect you to accept a disciple."
There was some emotion in his words. When he came, he had seen Yuan Bahuang from a distance.
"He can figure it out on his own. If not, the most I can do is give him some guidance."
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Ling Jueding shook his head and did not take credit.
Jin Ziling said with great interest: "There is a story, my friend, would you like to tell it and let me hear it?"
"At that time, he was just starting out and didn't know how high the sky was. He placed all his heart on the sword. Regardless of the consequences and without any preparation, he dared to go to Confucianism to test the sword."
Talking about this matter, even Ling Jueding felt that his disciple was a bit brave.
"Did that Sword Emperor accept the challenge?" Jin Ziling was a little curious.
Ling Jueding nodded and said: "Yes, the two of them passed three moves, and half of the blade of his sword was cut off."
"And after that?"
Based on Jin Ziling's experience, he obviously would not think that it was Lin Chongyang who had the blade cut off.
"After that, my good friend left him a message and sent him to me."
Ling Jueding's words also contained some emotion:
"I saw that he was very talented and had a good character. I couldn't bear his death in the hands of my good friend, so I decided to keep him by my side and give him guidance for a while."
Jin Ziling could guess part of what happened next from Ling Jueding's previous words.
Because of this, he became more and more curious: "How do you say this?"
"If you pursue advancement with swords too much, you will naturally ignore the consequences and discuss swords with others. You will not care about the identity of the person discussing swords, nor what impact the results of the sword discussion will have.
If you want to use life and death on the sword to push your swordsmanship forward, this path is wrong. Sooner or later, innocent people will be hurt and catastrophe will result. "
It is precisely because this situation is common that Ling Jueding believes that a swordsman should not only set his goal on victory and defeat, gain and loss. The purpose of practicing swordsmanship is not to prove anything.
There are very few people who can really figure this out.
After hearing this, Jin Ziling agreed: "This is indeed a problem."
No matter what, do not hurt innocent people, this is the bottom line.
Using life and death on the sword to improve one's own advancement. Once this happens for the first time, it will happen a second time, and a third time. In the end, it will only create a sword demon who brings disaster to the world.
He continued: "Fortunately, he found out, but my friend, you just said that the Sword Emperor left a message?"
"Interested?" Ling Jueding asked.
Jin Ziling picked up the folding fan again: "Friends should have heard about the Sword Review Conference on the Sea of Swords."
