In the early morning, Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan took Yu Zhi to the inheritance site of Hongchen Sword Intent.
Miaoyin'an's Red Dust Sword Intent is the inheritance left by the first ancestor after his death.
In the past thousand years, no one has been able to completely inherit this worldly sword intention.
There are thousands of avenues, and there are also thousands of sword intentions. If there is no similar state of mind, it will be difficult to understand the true meaning, and it will be impossible to inherit the sword's intention.
"Master Yu wants to inherit this worldly sword spirit?" Zhu Qing asked.
Yu Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You think too highly of me. For thousands of years, this worldly sword spirit has been still in Miaoyin Temple, how can I inherit it?"
As he spoke, the pear flower sword appeared in Yu Zhi's hand, and the pear flower sword intention floated out.
A touch of longing and a touch of guilt fell in Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan's heart.
This is Li Xue's state of mind, entrusted in the Pear Blossom Sword.
"The Sword Intention of the Red Dust comes from the rolling world of mortals, and has experienced all kinds of life, ups and downs. I have learned a thing or two and found a way for my Sword Intention of the Pear Blossom."
The inheritance site is a cave, and the stone walls in the cave are carved with many deeds of the Living Buddha saving the world.
And sitting on the stone platform in the middle of the cave was a withered skeleton.
This is the female swordsman who understood the sword intention of the world of mortals.
A rusty long sword was placed across the bones of the knees, with the red dust sword intention hidden in the sword.
Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan knelt before the withered bones, and Yu Zhi also knelt down and knelt down.
"This is Master Hua Li, the first generation ancestor. It is said that the catastrophe ended a thousand years ago. All the Taoist companions, relatives and friends of Patriarch Hua Li died in the catastrophe, and only Master Hua Li survived."
"After the world was settled, Master Hua Li founded Miaoyin Temple. Looking back on his past life, he felt something in his heart, condensed his sword intention, and finally realized the only sword intention in the world of mortals."
"In the meaning of the sword, there are three thousand floating worlds, rolling in the world of mortals, like a lifetime, from birth to death, from joy to sorrow, leaving only one person."
"Master once said that without the experience of Hua Li's ancestors, we would never be able to comprehend the essence of the Red Dust Sword Intent."
"Master Yu, don't force yourself. If you are trapped in the mortal sword intention of your ancestors, it will be harmful to the master's swordsmanship."
Yu Zhi nodded, stepped forward to face the withered bones, and sat cross-legged.
"I hope seniors will not hesitate to teach me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Red Dust Sword Intent floated out from the rusty iron sword.
Three thousand floating world, the world of mortals is billowing.
The scene in Yu Zhi's eyes changed, and scenes of light and shadow passed by.
After a fire in the north, Li Haomiao traveled from the north to Nanzhou with his baby in his arms.
In the snowstorm in Nanzhou, Li Qingru took the baby and hid here and there.
The witch doctor in the grassland, the doctor in Nanzhou, the abbot of the Buddhist temple in Lingzhou...the footprints of one big and one small traveled across most of Chu.
Asked about the teachings in the academy and the loneliness after the academy examination.
I was excited that Ye Qinghuan won the first prize in the Qingyun Examination, and was moved by Qiu Ruoruo's concern.
The joy of meeting Li Wantong, the anger of the girl's death.
The despair at the bottom of the meteor cliff, the sadness of knowing one’s life experience.
...
Everything flashed in Yu Zhi's eyes like a revolving lantern of light and shadow.
So far, Yu Zhi's life has been only twenty years, but these twenty years have been far more ups and downs than other people's lives.
At this moment, Yu Zhi is looking back on his past twenty years.
I can recall all the ups and downs of the past.
This is the rolling world of mortals.
Both Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan had witnessed the Red Dust Sword Intent, but the human world was far more complicated and sad than their experiences.
This is also the reason why all the disciples of Miaoyin Temple have been unable to inherit this worldly sword intention.
Zhu Lan looked at Yu Zhi who was sitting quietly and couldn't help but said: "Sister, do you think Mr. Yu can inherit this mortal sword spirit?"
Zhu Qing looked at Zhu Lan doubtfully and said with a smile: "Although Mr. Yu is extremely talented, if you want to inherit the Red Dust Sword Intent, you need both talent and experience."
"Master once said that ancestor Hua Li experienced half a lifetime of suffering and tasted all the ups and downs before he acquired the mortal sword intention. When ancestor Hua Li has experienced it, it will be possible to obtain the mortal sword intention."
"Master Yu is only twenty years old, how can he understand the true meaning of ancestor Hua Li's sword?"
Anything is most unforgettable only if you experience it personally.
Zhu Lan looked at Yu Zhi blankly and said, "Sister, I think Mr. Yu may really be able to inherit the sword spirit of the mortal world."
Zhu Qing just smiled. She was not optimistic about Yu Zhi, not because of Yu Zhi's talent, but because of the various human conditions in the world of swordsmanship, which young people like them could not understand.
Silly Lan'er, if Yu Zhizhen can inherit the Red Dust Sword Intent, how can the master trust him to comprehend it?
I'm afraid that's why you have such unrealistic delusions.
...
Yu Zhi looked at the previous scenes in the picture, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing loudly.
Only Yu Zhi can see the scene in his eyes, so to outsiders, Yu Zhi looks like a madman.
Twenty years is just a blink of an eye.
Buzz!
The rusty iron sword groaned softly, and the red dust sword intent enveloped the entire cave.
In an instant, three sword intentions appeared on Yu Zhi's body at the same time.
breaking Dawn!
The flower of spring!
Pear blossom!
Three sword intents surrounded Yu Zhi uncontrollably. They felt the sword intent of Hongchen and couldn't help but want to fight with it.
"Come back!" Yu Zhi said calmly.
The three sword intentions have just become stable.
"The world of mortals is rolling, sinking into it, either mountains of swords, seas of fire, or heaven and earth. Senior Hua Li can see through the world of mortals, which is already extraordinary."
As Li Haomiao said, the Red Dust Sword Intention is also an emotion, a fusion of countless emotions in the world, and an integration of countless moods.
Yu Zhi calmed his mind again and realized the meaning of the sword in the world.
This time, what he saw was no longer his past.
Buzz!
Amidst the roar of the swords came countless roars, the sound of war drums, and the extremely terrifying sound of landslides and earth cracking.
Wolf smoke rises from the yellow sand thousands of miles away, and the flags are flying in the sky and the beacons are burning.
He is not afraid of death when he is galloping on the battlefield, and his blood has not cooled down for a long time.
Battles broke out one after another in Yu Zhi's eyes, with golden flames destroying the city and flower rain destroying the world.
A giant burning with flames stood between heaven and earth, raised his feet and fell, trampling a city, and all living creatures died in the golden flames.
Countless night ghosts rushed into the world, with bronze skin and iron bones, blocking swords, and sharp teeth, tearing flesh and blood.
A blood-red full moon emerged, and the wail was covered in the smoke.
The baby's cry suddenly comes,
The fist-sized head rolled to the ground.
Several fingers fell into the rubble. They may all belong to the same person, or they may belong to different people.
Yu Zhi felt a sadness welling up in his heart, which was difficult to explain.
"Miaoyin Temple was founded a thousand years ago, and senior Hua Li also participated in the battles a thousand years ago.
"Is this what Senior Hua Li has experienced?"
In the picture, the human race fell down one by one, dying under the burning of the golden sun, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
Cities were destroyed one after another and became the territory of the Lingkui tribe.
The night ghosts roared and screamed. They were creatures with low intelligence and only knew how to kill.
After the night ghosts, Yu Zhi saw the figure of the human race.
"Traitor!"
Anger, sadness, hatred, powerlessness, joy... countless emotions were intertwined in Yu Zhi's heart.
"Is this the world of mortals?"
Yu Zhi seemed to know how to practice the Pear Blossom Sword Intent.
Compared to the Red Dust Sword Intent, which is like countless emotions in a human world, the Lihua Sword Intent is just a trace of longing and guilt.
With a thought in Yu Zhi's mind, the pear blossom sword was suspended in front of him. As the sword light surged, pieces of pear blossoms bloomed from the sword body, and then fell down, finally disappearing.
miss.
Li Xue to Ah Qi.
Guilt.
Li Xue for her master.
Before this, it was difficult for Yu Zhi to feel the same way, so he never knew how to practice the pear flower sword intention.
Under the influence of Hongchen's sword intention just now, Yu Zhi understood what missing meant.
Li Xue misses Ah Qi who went to the East China Sea, just as Yu Zhi misses Li Wantong now, just as Hua Li misses his friend who died in the battle.
What about guilt?
It is the practitioners who are unable to protect the human race who died in the hands of the night ghosts, and it is the masters who helplessly watch the world become devastated.
Yu Zhi seemed to understand, but it was enough at the moment.
The strength of the Red Dust Sword Intent lies in the fact that Hua Li's life has carried all kinds of situations in the world.
Buzz!
The pear flower sword also made a sword roar.
The pear flower sword intention and the red dust sword intention were intertwined, emitting rays of light.
At this moment, the general armor on Yu Zhi suddenly appeared.
The broken armor exudes a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.
Yu Zhi didn't know what happened.
The dark and broken armor trembled, and the black fluorescence flickered on and off, as if it was telling something.
Yu Zhi always knew that General Jia had a spirit, but the battle that sealed Fei Ying was too brutal.
All sacrificed their lives for it.
As the general's armor trembled, the rusty sword in front of Hua Li began to shed its rust.
The yellow-brown rust dissipated in the fluorescence of the general's armor, and behind the rust was a sharp long sword.
After thousands of years, Hua Li's sword is still sharp.
Yu Zhi looked at this scene doubtfully. Somehow, the two seemed to have a different connection.
Do senior Hua Li and senior Yun Jin know each other?
Before Yu Zhi could think about it carefully, the answer appeared in front of Yu Zhi's eyes.
The sword light intertwined into a figure of a woman in pink.
Her dress is like a flower, her appearance is like a flower, and her smile is like a flower.
When Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan saw it, their eyes were filled with shock.
"Greetings to ancestor Hua Li!" The two sisters knelt down towards Hua Li.
Hua Li smiled faintly, and a force of strength lifted Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan's body.
Yu Zhi looked at Hua Li in front of him and said respectfully, "I have met senior Hua Li."
"Little guy, where did you get this general armor?" Hua Li looked full of nostalgia.
Yu Zhi can be sure that Hua Li and Yun Jin must be old acquaintances.
"The general's armor was a gift from senior Yun Jin."
"Where is he?" Hua Li said with a hint of hope, and then said in a lonely voice, "With the Jiadu broken like this, he will definitely not be able to survive."
Yu Zhi took a deep breath and said: "Senior Yunjin set up a trap for Queen Feiying of the Lingkui tribe, set up a star killing array, and suppressed Queen Feiying for a thousand years. Not long ago, the last remnant of his soul left in the world It also dissipated.”
Hua Li's eyes trembled, with a hint of blame.
"He's always been like this. He always likes to be in the limelight. He usually uses the title of Lord of Nebula and brags about being the best in the world in terms of star-killing formation. But now, he's even risking his own life."
The armor trembled and fluoresced, as if defending its master.
"Look at how broken you are. Are you still speaking for him?" Hua Li said angrily.
Listening to Hua Li's voice and tone, Yu Zhi asked curiously: "Senior Hua Li, are you and Senior Yun Jin..."
