"Then let me see the Heavenly Sword Style!" He Lou Qiongyu, who was holding the Heart-Sweating Sword, frowned.
The intersection between the two people can be traced back to the past after the battle between Yuan Bahuang and Ying Chaoyang. At that time, Xiao Renren was borrowing books from Lun Jianhai, and He Lou Qiongyu also received guidance from Yuan Bahuang because of his sword certification. , went to the Sea of Swords.
The two had discussed the art of swordsmanship several times. At that time, He Lou Qiongyu's character was more extreme than it is now, and the youngest disciple of the Sword Emperor was not yet innate.
Under this premise, it is naturally impossible to take action and can only talk about Tao.
After being defeated again at the hands of Yuan Bahuang some time ago, He Lou Qiongyu reorganized his swordsmanship, and then made an appointment with Xiao Wuren for today's battle.
“Only by breaking through the heart can you experience the testimony of heaven.”
The remaining words in the empty valley did not make any waves. As the words fell, the gloved index finger of the left hand kicked back the strings, and the announcer of the changed tone——
"The confrontation between you and me has begun."
The sword intention and the sound of the strings are indistinguishable from each other, surrounding each other, playing out the sorrow and loneliness of the world, love, hatred, love and hatred. The pure and holy sound is actually a bit weird and inexplicable at this moment, touching people's heartstrings.
Immediately.
He Lou Qiongyu's eyes changed, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in an elegant and majestic mansion.
In front of her eyes was a girl with plain clothes and black hair, who was arguing fiercely with the young man who stopped in front of her. This scene was so familiar, but why couldn't she remember it?
"What's this?!"
He Lou Qiongyu, who was supposed to be unwavering, looked a little dazed at this moment. Her first reaction was that Xiao Wuren was avoiding the fight.
But why is the scene in front of me so familiar?
"Brother, get out of the way! I'm going to witness the sword with others! Why are you stopping me!" The girl's tone was firm and somewhat excited.
Although the young man was helpless, he was equally determined: "Little sister, you can't go on like this. Staying at home is the best for you."
"I'm fine now, very fine. Brother, please get out of the way!"
"Can you call forgetting feelings?! Do you still remember the words left by your father and mother?!"
"Stop putting pressure on me with your father and mother! I say it again, get out of the way!"
"Little sister, there is more to a person's life than just the sword. The people around you are far more important than the sword."
"Use the sword to prove the Tao and prove your life's path. Even if I exhaust everything, I will continue on this path!"
"No! This is a wrong path! If this continues, will you still remember our family members? Will you still remember yourself?!"
"It doesn't matter! Brother, if you don't get out of the way, then, He Lou Xingyuan, you and I will draw a clear line from now on, and everything about the He Lou family will have nothing to do with me anymore!"
Seeing that the situation was about to go to extremes, He Lou Qiongyu's expression became more and more confused. She wanted to step forward and ask for explanation, but she could only pass through the two figures.
"He Lou Xingyuan, who is He Lou Xingyuan?! Me, why can't I remember? Uh-"
A sharp pain hit the coffin as she continued to think, causing He Lou Qiongyu to kneel on the ground, leaning on his sword for support, and stroking his forehead with one hand. Big beads of sweat seeped out and fell from his forehead, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
There was a vague voice coming from my ears:
"Little sister! Why don't you understand?"
"From now on, you, the Helou family, have nothing to do with me. If you continue to stop me, I will kill you!"
Her vision became blurred due to severe pain, and He Lou Qiongyu could only see the shadow of a young man, saying to her:
"Little sister, it turns out you are here. Come back with me."
"Who are you?" She asked with great difficulty.
"I am He Lou Xingyuan, little sister, have you forgotten everything? You have forgotten your feelings, you have forgotten me, you have forgotten your parents. Do you still remember who you are now?" The words came with strong concern.
"Who am I? I am He Lou... No, I am Shu Xinjian!"
As if something was touched by the words, He Lou Qiongyu, who was half-kneeling, suddenly stood up with a serious look on his face.
"Obey, put down that sword and follow me back."
"You're trying to stop me again!"
"You are a human, not a sword! You are He Lou Qiongyu!"
The young man's eyes were firmly in front of her, as if the scene from the past was reappearing in front of him, and the scene of breaking out of the door seemed to be repeated, when He Lou Qiongyu picked up the heart-sanding sword again.
The young man in front of her turned into a girl in plain clothes. She said:
"Prove the Tao with the sword and prove my life's path. Even if I exhaust everything, I will continue on this path!"
Then, the heart-combing sword appeared in the girl's hand and stabbed her.
Zheng————!
The sound of the strings was transmitted clearly, and when the sword's edge reached three inches in front of the body, the picture suddenly froze, and a light voice echoed in the world:
"Obsession turns into a demonic barrier, trapping the heart of the sword. Why not choose to let go of your obsession, face your own heart, and transcend life with just one thought?"
It was not He Lou Qiongyu who was moved when he heard this, but the girl.
The mournful string sounds are endless, seeming to be chanting about a dead end, a dead end on the sword that carries the sorrow of the five ethics. The sword combing the heart in the girl's hand trembles in the string sounds.
"You've found a path that suits you better, haven't you?"
The sound of the string changes again, becoming ethereal, deep, quiet, and stable. The life situations are reconnected, and a thought transcends life and transcends the old self.
"I am He Lou Qiongyu!"
He Lou Qiongyu's expression became firm again at this moment, and he saw her progress to deceive the gods. She curled her fingers and flicked the heart-combing sword away, then moved forward and touched the girl's wrist.
The sword is released and the outcome is determined.
The surrounding scene dispersed as he regained his hands with the Heart-Sowing Sword.
In the courtyard, the man was still sitting there, playing the seven-string morinouqin calmly.
He Lou Qiongyu came back to his senses and asked:
"Is this your sword realm?"
"Brother Bahuang's swordsmanship and martial arts are all top-notch, but he is not good at coaching people."
The curling sound of the strings stopped as Xiao Wuren stood up. He placed the harp and bow strings on the back of the seat, reached out with his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword of mercy, and pulled it up from the ground:
"It is not a wrong path to give up everything, to eliminate the waste and save the green in life, and to practice only one sword character. After ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years, as long as the sword heart does not fall, you will naturally gain something. This is called seeking the Tao.
However, the heart of the sword is trapped by a demonic barrier and the mind is attached to the sword. This is called the path of demons. "
He Lou Qiongyu did not completely go to the extreme, thanks to the guidance of Yuan Bahuang in the past, which is equivalent to giving her a rope on the cliff. Even if she has forgotten her family, she has not completely turned into a sword.
but!
This is limited to this, and there is no further guidance. The subsequent achievements will all depend on He Lou Qiongyu's understanding.
When Master mentioned Senior Xuanlong in the past, he once said that Senior Xuanlong was not very good at teaching others. After discussing swordsmanship with Yuan Bahuang, he believed what Master said in the past.
Especially since they had talked about it a few days ago.
"Only by breaking through the heart can you experience the testimony of heaven. You have a chance."
The calm voice reached his ears, He Lou Qiongyu raised his sword, and condensed hundreds of thousands of sword intentions to dye the sky blue, it was exactly——
"The Extremely Martial Bixiao Jade Sword!"
"Sacrificing oneself to preserve the Tao is the witness of heaven." Xiao Renren remained unmoved.
…………(End of chapter)
