It was clear that this burst of sword energy did not make Huang Xuhan retreat, but the latter still retracted his swords and did not move forward. Instead, he picked up his swords and looked at Yun Zhong, and then carefully looked at Yun Zhong's wrists. The blue-yellow rope on his face made him frown for a long time.
"I always feel like I have seen it somewhere, but unfortunately I can't remember clearly."
He was not that kind of person with a procrastinating temperament. Huang Xuhan shook his head and didn't pay too much attention to it. He stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yun Zhong with a half-smile but said, "The power of this sword is only one-tenth of the strength of the sword." Second, if we meet next time, you might as well let me have a look. The remaining ninety-nine times, depending on the level of swordsmanship and the abundance of sword energy, are just a small path in the end. Without sword intention, they are nothing more than rootless roots. A river without a source is not considered a master if it does not enter the great road."
"Having no thoughts or thoughts is not a bad thing. On the contrary, it is more complicated and changeable than thoughts, so it is suitable to follow this path of cultivation. But if you don't have the thoughts and thoughts, why should you practice swordsmanship? There is no path you want to take, and you have to walk on thousands of paths. It's just a waste of effort to wear out the soles of your boots."
The yellow-bearded man didn't say anything anymore, but whistled twice in the distance, called the frightened horse to his side again, turned over and jumped on the horse's back. He couldn't see that he was injured by the sword energy, and squinted his eyes to look in front of him. The swordsman in white, who still did not move, just wanted to leave with the two people behind him, without any hesitation.
It seems that after thinking about it carefully, except for the young man who turned pale and wore a square scarf, who almost lost a sword, Yun Zhong's mouth was only cracked by the extremely fierce force just now. Looking at Huang Xuhan's sword, It's not simple. With just a few cents, Yun Zhong could barely hold back his wrist. Huang Long appeared in his original form, but the power contained in the sword actually allowed him to bypass Yun Zhong who was blocking him in front of him, and turned towards him. Go behind you.
The snow ravine that was countless feet behind him seemed to be blown away by this knife, and the solid rock and snow waves seemed to be light and weightless.
The most unlucky person was the young man with his back to the sword. After taking the sword out of Yun Zhong's hands out of anger, he bared his teeth and felt distressed for a while. He gently stroked the sword twice, where nearly half of the gap had been cut off by the yellow-bearded man. , Yun Zhong glared fiercely again and showed no signs of action. He was very angry at the swordsman for failing to live up to his expectations, and almost broke his sword. However, he still picked up his nose and threw a porcelain bottle of knife wound medicine to Yun Zhong. He turned the horse's head and left with the yellow-bearded man. The horse's hooves stepped on the snowflakes, and soon there was no trace.
Sword fights have always been commonplace. No matter where they are in the world, many people argue endlessly. Even the rivals who have been fighting for a long time cannot come to a conclusion in the end. They still don't forget to go to the world and choose one. Disciples who agree with me will hand over this spar and bet to the next generation.
The same thing happened to the young man who was wielding the sword just now when he looked at Yun Zhong.
After the three people left, Huanglong transformed into his true form, hovering in the air for a while, looking around, and seeing that those people were indeed nowhere to be seen, he lowered himself to the young man's shoulders, but his whole body was covered with green scales. It's like facing a powerful enemy.
"These three look so familiar." Yun Zhong, whose lips were turned purple by the wind and snow, murmured. He raised his right hand to look at the tiger's mouth, and suddenly started laughing, "I'm afraid those three drunkards back then , I had a moment of romance at the beginning, but since that madman Tang, I have never seen a knife that is so difficult to see the smoke and dust."
Huang Long was most disdainful when he heard this. He didn't know whether he was disdainful of Yun Zhong's pretentious words, or he felt that the three people's methods were not very high. Seeing that Yun Zhong in white didn't say much, he just became lazy again and turned into a human again. A green and yellow rope was tied around the latter's wrist, and there was no movement.
That sword slashed through countless snow-wave hills. Yun Zhong didn't even notice that his skin was already torn open by the tiger's mouth. He turned around and walked along the strangely deep ravine, often glancing at the tiger's mouth. His expression was not strange. Holding the cow in hand, he walked away slowly.
When I first looked at the season, I thought it would crack the ground for several feet, but when I was actually here, I saw that this knife extended for an unknown number of miles. The cliffs on the left and right were nearly tens of feet high, and countless flying snow fell from the gaps in the cliffs. Scattered drops landed on Yunzhong Baiyi's shoulders, but they disappeared quickly at first, and then accumulated in large numbers, and his head was covered with snow and dust, resembling a cedar tree.
After traveling for more than ten miles, the ravines became deeper and deeper, the daylight was no longer visible, and the surroundings were completely dark, making it difficult to see the way in.
Uncharacteristically, Qing Niu always looked into the deepest place with his eyes, but he never saw any light. He always felt that there was a dark wind all around, and there was a cold wind in the back of his neck. He had no choice but to put aside his previous unruly temper and follow Yun Zhong forward step by step, moving his hooves with difficulty.
Yun Zhong, whose eyes were already filled with darkness, seemed to sense that Qing Niu was timid at this moment. He scratched the cow's head and said with a smile, "The immortal showed me the way. I have already walked ninety-nine steps on my behalf. If I don't take this last step, If you are willing to leave, you will be wasting the good thoughts of others. The three people above Yunchuan are great talents, but for some reason they are willing to live in the middle of the mountain. Since they think highly of me, a descendant, they are willing to show a clear way, but they really don't care. The road ahead is unpredictable, but I am willing to give it a try.”
The yellow dragon and the green ox didn't even pay attention. Yun Zhong, besides burying his head in moving forward, mostly stared at the bloody tiger's mouth without saying a word, until it was impossible to do anything and there was no way out before he could afford to stop. With his footsteps, he sent the yellow dragon out to lead the surrounding weeds, and then he looked at the stone cliff with concentration, without saying a word for a long time.
The stone cliff is blue and gray, but it is flat. After the fire caused by Huanglong, you can vaguely see two lines of writing on the stone wall, and they are not written by famous artists. The writing is not grand and delicate, the muscles and bones are not strong, and the skin and flesh are not stretched. , which is probably nothing more than a random handwriting.
The yin and yang of talent ask oneself, and the door is open to the left and right, and you are the king.
Yun Zhong looked at it for a long time and vaguely figured out the sporadic taste, but he still couldn't see clearly. He sat cross-legged on the ground by the surrounding bonfire to keep his whole body warm, and then frowned and looked at the stone cliff. When I was in Nangong in the past few years, although I had never learned any other knowledge, I followed my elder brother and master to read a lot of books by famous scholars. Now that these words, which are not very clever, are printed on this square stone cliff, naturally Although he could figure out the meaning, even if he could get a rough idea, Yun Zhong still didn't know the meaning of these two sentences, so he put it aside and stared at the dried blood in his right palm.
In the early days of sword practice, Wu Shuang did not ask Yun Zhong to hold the sword first, but first practiced chopping firewood with a blunt axe. At first, he did not understand the essentials and only relied on brute force. He could not chop much firewood, but his hands were already wet with blood and blurred from the tiger's mouth. After walking back and forth for a long time, the old calluses burst and new ones were added. Until you know how the sword should stab, chop, slice, collapse, and lift, it is difficult for the tiger's mouth to stay safe for a long time.
Compared with today, you feel like you are outside the world.
Fine snow fell on the bonfire one after another, and the green cow couldn't bear it anymore. He gathered his hooves and walked over a place with lush weeds to rest. He glanced at Yun Zhong, who was always sitting cross-legged in front of the bonfire, snorted twice, and immediately closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Go to sleep; after the battle in Xuanhua City, Huanglong was always attentive. Originally, Yunzhong had not ordered Huanglong to guard him, but now at night, he had transformed into his true form, surrounding Yunzhong, always wary of the wind and grass outside the cliff.
Yun Zhong, who was sitting in front of the bonfire with his eyes closed and his legs crossed, had sat up all night without making any movement.
The yellow-bearded man's words fell into Yun Zhong's ears during the day, and the ground was thundering. During the few years he went to Nangong Mountain, Wu Shuang also warned him again and again, not to follow his path of becoming a master. Forgetting to find his own divine will, now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems that he really responded to Wu Shuang's words. It is probably due to the delay in improving his cultivation. Furthermore, his mind is too unstable for a long time, and he always changes his mind when passing the sword move. Like Wu Shuang, not Yunzhong himself.
So after sitting there all night, the swordsman in white stood up, turned his palm over and looked at the blood on the tiger's mouth, and smiled softly.
Qiuhu Sword Divine Intent suddenly surged, and it seemed like millions of sword energy came out of Dayun Zhong's palm. However, even if Huang Long blocked it with his magical power, it could not break even ten feet away from his body.
Instead, Yun Zhong, who stood silently on the spot, raised his hand, weighed it twice, as if he was holding a long sword. It was clear that there was nothing, but he still slashed towards the stone cliff in front of him.
At first, the sword energy was only an inch long, and it never left the five fingers, let alone touching the stone cliff in front of me. Flowers and grass were beginning to bloom, and buds were blooming. The sword energy was not sharp, but it only looked weak. How could it split the stone cliff? However, after Yun Zhong swung it more than a thousand times, the sword energy became thicker and heavier. It was already nearly ten feet away, and it was about to touch the stone cliff. There was clearly no wind and thunder at the bottom of the ravine, and the wind and thunder were rising.
Until the moment when the tiger's mouth of Yun Zhong's right hand cracked again, the sword energy fluctuated. It was not necessary for Huang Long to resist the sword energy splashed out by the Qiuhu Sword Spirit. It only needed the sword energy handed out by Yun Zhong himself with one hand, and the sword energy was firmly locked. The sword energy is flowing all over the body, and you can't move even half a step forward.
"Thanks to my kindness over the years, without the divine help of Qiuhu from my predecessors, not to mention entering the country, even my life may not be saved. I am dull in talent and idle in nature. I can always catch up with my predecessors. All thanks to the protection of this sword. Take care of your life to avoid disaster.”
"But how to draw this sword is up to me."
The bowl of wontons that I had when I was a boy was something that I might not be able to eat because of all the things that were bothering me. But when I was looking at swords and chopping firewood in the snow, I finally spent a long time thinking about it today, which made Yun Zhong smile.
Yun Zhong, who had finally come out of the small town and survived to this day, was indeed very happy, but it was not just because he left the two men in red and black behind, nor was it because he entered Nangong this time. Shan Shanfu had gained so many benefits, including killing a master who was close to the fourth level, but it was because he remembered the time when he celebrated the three autumns together, and the sound of chopping firewood lingered in his ears.
So when Yun Zhong waved his arm, he cut the stone cliff in front of him of unknown height and thickness into two ends with one sword, laughed out loud, and one after another turned all the energy in his body into sword energy, his laughter shook the ravine, very similar to It was when I used a blunt ax to cut through a section of hard wood smoothly.
The passes become more and more difficult.
If the steps are smooth and the thoughts are extended, the sword will follow every step, but it will not stop for thousands of miles.
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