At this moment, Long Yu felt as if something melted in his mouth, and this coolness suppressed the panic in his heart.
The imprint of the sword in the soul began to dominate, and memories of practicing, using, and wielding swords flashed through his mind.
"Disciple, you must have gone crazy due to practicing kung fu. Don't think about it any more! Let nature take its course. I, a disciple of the Xuehan Sect, should focus on stick techniques." Ye Shaoqiu's voice came from behind.
Drops of sweat kept rolling down his cheeks, and Long Yu felt that memories he had never had before were flooding into his mind.
"No, no..." Long Yu clasped his hands together, then stiffly separated them to both sides, and the shadow of a sword gradually appeared.
"Long Yu, what are you doing again? Are you going to disobey the teacher's orders?" Ye Shaoqiu took a few steps forward and scolded him sternly.
"You are not my master."
"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense, quickly do what Master said." Ye Wentian and other junior brothers also appeared on the side to persuade.
"No, I am disobeying my master if I don't hold a sword!" Long Yu almost roared.
At this moment, the sword was no longer a shadow. Long Yu reached out to hold it and stood with the sword.
"Holding a sword? How many disciples of our sect are laughing at you? Could it be that you don't know it's because you use a sword?" Senior Brother asked.
"Yes, junior brother, you have broken through to the golden elixir stage in a short period of time, and you have chosen the stick as a magical weapon. You will definitely be valued by the sect!" The third senior brother also persuaded.
Long Yu looked at the sword in his hand: "When I hold a sword, it's not the sword that chooses me, but I choose the sword; when I move forward, it's not someone else's path I follow, but the direction I choose."
"Don't talk nonsense. All directions have been walked by our ancestors a long time ago. The direction you see is just what our predecessors have seen! Go back with me. If you don't go back, don't blame me! "With that said, Ye Shaoqiu walked towards Long Yu with a long black stick in his hand, "You are obviously very lonely! You obviously long to be understood by others, and you also hope that someone can walk with you, but your heart is still empty!"
With every word Ye Shaoqiu said, Long Yu felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
"I am lonely, never because of the sword, but because others cannot see my path, but I know that the road is there!"
"The world is so big, and who among the monks in the world can be completely understood? If someone walks with you, you will not be alone in this journey; if there is no one with you, you will not regret this journey!"
"I am Long Yu, your disciple. I am Senior Brother Ye's junior brother." Long Yu held the sword in both hands and raised it to the right. "Besides, I am still a swordsman. There are people outside the fantasy realm waiting for me!"
Ye Shaoqiu swung his stick down, but Long Yu didn't open his eyes, but waved his sword to meet him!
At the moment of the collision, there was no impact of force, and the scene seemed to freeze.
The next moment, the wind blew up, and the figures of Ye Shaoqiu and the brothers behind him gradually turned into countless tiny gravels;
The wind passed, Long Yu put away his sword, and there was no old friend in front of him anymore...
At this time, Long Yu was like a sculpture, standing with a sword, and his tall figure formed a resolute silhouette on the edge of the cliff in the fantasy world.
His sword is cold iron, a sharp blade that cuts through the void, but it is also a symbol of his loneliness, but this loneliness sinks into the depths of his heart in different ways.
Long Yu stood alone on the edge of the cliff, as if there was an endless abyss in his eyes. That was his thoughts and his memory.
At this time, Long Yu thought a lot, and his face couldn't help but become resolute and profound, just like the sword, after experiencing wind and frost, going through hardships, it showed a unique edge.
The surrounding fantasy world is still so real, but it is gradually collapsing at this moment.
What collapsed was not only the mountains and remaining snow in this world, but also some of the original obsessions in Long Yu's heart. Once upon a time, he had thought this was an impenetrable world, but now it was beginning to turn into sand and scatter in the wind.
The wind, with its coolness and sadness, blew away Long Yu's hair and the world. He stood there, motionless, like a stone monument, quietly facing the demise of the world.
The gravel, like dust that has lost its gravity, flies lightly in the air and then disappears in the wind. Every detail and every scenery in this fantasy world is gradually disappearing, covered by the wind and sand. Only Long Yu and his sword were left standing firmly there.
Long Yu is independent with his sword, and where he is is the end of the world. His eyes were full of determination and perseverance, as if telling the world: Even if the world dies, he will not fall. He will use his sword to open up a new path and meet new challenges.
The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, everything fell silent, but Long Yu still stood there, letting the wind blow across his face, and letting the world collapse around him.
Long Yu knew that the pain and suffering the world was going through was only temporary...
The last moment came, and the entire fantasy world completely turned into gravel and dust.
Long Yu slowly opened his eyes. The stick of incense in front of him had just burned out, and a new stick of incense appeared in the incense burner.
At the same time, in the sky above the seventh peak of the Snow Han Sect, thick black clouds were like punctured ink pools, and a huge gap opened between the clouds, like a dark portal. As a powerful air wave spread to all directions, the black clouds gradually dissipated, like the night being pierced by the morning light.
At that moment, dawn broke, and the golden dawn gently covered the peak like a gentle yarn. The clouds in the sky are like rendered paintings, gorgeous and short-lived. They drift leisurely and then quietly dissipate in the fresh air.
Auspicious clouds appeared, like angel wings, floating gently in the air. They seemed to be cheering for Long Yu, who was struggling in the disaster. Each cloud is like a blessing from heaven, carrying a message of hope and peace.
As time goes by, the sun's rays are like a sharp sword, piercing the veil of dawn and spreading to the earth. Golden light instantly covered the entire world, dispelling the last darkness. Under this warm light, the disciples including Xuehan Sect seemed to see new hope and the dawn of the future at that moment.
And everyone understood that the person who had overcome the tribulation had successfully passed the tribulation.
The Supreme Elder Yang Linming's eyes were as cold as ice. His heart suddenly jumped, and a strong uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.
At the moment when the inner demon tribulation ended, he felt a strange power spreading quietly. It was a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar, as if he had traveled through endless time and space at the moment of transcending the tribulation.
Similarly, You Rencheng, the supreme elder of Xuehan Sect, also felt this extraordinary power. His heart was filled with shock and doubt, as if he was lost in a thick fog. Although his vision was blurred, he clearly felt that this power was so powerful that it made people feel awe.
Both of them have experienced countless winds, frosts, rain, and snow, and passed through countless life-and-death situations. They are both among the few masters in the world of cultivation, but this time, they feel unprecedented confusion.
They were unable to perceive what kind of existence was going through the tribulation. It was a mysterious force that was invisible and silent, like a quietly blooming flower. Before they could react, it had already completed its transformation.
What makes them even more confused is that the time for this tribulation is much shorter than what they thought.
Under normal circumstances, it takes a long time to overcome the inner demon tribulation, but this time it was as fast as lightning, as if the power exploded in an instant and then converged in an instant.
Yang Linming and You Rencheng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They all have a question in their minds: What kind of existence is this that can survive the tribulation of inner demons without them being able to perceive it? And what kind of secrets are hidden in that short time?
The two of them were silent in the snow for a long time. Finally, Yang Linming took a deep breath and said, "The Snow Sect must investigate clearly and hope that the existence can be released. Now the situation is changing and the situation is unpredictable. If something serious happens, It’s dangerous, it will be dangerous if it’s not detected in time...”
You Rencheng nodded in agreement: "That's true."
The senior officials of the Xuehan Sect and several other sects stood there, watching helplessly the coming, coming, and final end of the inner demon tribulation. For a while, no one spoke, and only their nervous breathing and laughter were around. heartbeat.
The originally heated discussion scene suddenly became extremely silent, as if time had stood still at this moment.
They once arrogantly believed that they had understood the horror of the inner demon tribulation, but now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they understand how superficial their understanding was. The power of the inner demon tribulation was beyond their imagination, making them feel deeply fearful and powerless.
Their faces were originally full of confidence and majesty, but now they became solemn and even a little frightened. Their eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if they were looking at an incomprehensible phenomenon.
Their hearts are filled with complex emotions.
On the one hand, they feel privileged to have witnessed such a miracle;
On the other hand, they were also horrified by the terrifying power of the inner demon tribulation.
They began to understand why their masters and ancestors were so afraid of the inner demon tribulation and why they attached so much importance to cultivating the mind and character. It turned out that this was not excessive worry, but fear and awe of the unknown.
At this moment, it seemed that they were no longer the superior sect leaders, but a group of people who were frightened by the unknown. They are no longer arrogant, but humble; they are no longer arrogant, but awe-inspiring. They deeply felt their own insignificance and powerlessness, and also deeply felt the terror and majesty of the inner demon tribulation.
...
But Long Yu sat on the futon in Jingxin Pavilion without moving for a long time, just sitting there, recalling everything in the inner demon tribulation.
This inner demon tribulation is a test of self-awareness and a tempering of spiritual resilience.
After Long Yu went through that ordeal, from chaos to order, from vagueness to clarity, his state of mind became clearer and his thoughts became deeper.
Long Yu closed his eyes and began to recollect every detail of the inner demon tribulation just now.
This is undoubtedly a valuable experience in his heart and a testimony to his growth. He saw his fears, his doubts, and his courage and determination. He experienced spiritual pain and spiritual growth.
Deep in the soul, those twelve marks shine even brighter. That's a sign of spiritual growth. Each mark seems to tell his experience, and each tempering makes them shine brighter.
Long Yu took a deep breath, already knowing that after this calamity, he would be able to face his heart better and control his emotions better.
Standing up from the futon and pushing open the Jingxin Pavilion door, Long Yu said softly: "That's fine."
