Xie Xuan wanted to teach Bai Ze how to practice swordsmanship. After Liu Ling found out, he told Xie Xuan that Chen Yuanfang had already learned from him and asked if he could teach him by the way. Xie Xuan agreed without even thinking about it.
In his opinion, this does not involve the orthodox inheritance between master and disciple. Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is teaching, there is no difference.
"I need you to give them two swords, and then tell them that one day later, I will ask them a question." Xie Xuan told Liu Ling, "The question is: What is a sword?"
After saying that, he left Liuzhuang and went to Machi Town to pick up the donkey. He also planned to use the bounty he earned to buy some candies for the children in the village at the most famous Xujia Tangji in the town.
Of course, perhaps only Bai Ze knew that this old drunkard's real purpose was not to drink, but to take a look at the graceful appearance of Xu's 28-year-old sister.
But this has nothing to do with him.
That night, Liu Ling pushed open the room where Bai Ze and Yuan Fang lived, gave them two willow swords made from his willow branches, and told them what Xie Xuan said before leaving.
"One day later, Taoist Master will return to Liuzhuang and ask for the answer in your heart." Liu Ling's body has recovered five or six times, and her face looks much better. After that, she said no more and turned to leave.
"What is a sword?" Chen Yuanfang placed the willow sword given by Liu Ling squarely between his cross-legged knees, seeming to understand, "Isn't this just a sword?" He touched the green willow sword, feeling a little confused.
"It doesn't matter what he does." Bai Ze didn't care. He put the Liu Jian away and went to bed. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. The master won't be back for a while anyway."
Early the next morning, Tu Gen and Er Dan from the next door family came to Yuan Fang to pull weeds. After finishing their work, they went to the pool in the back mountain to take a bath. Yuan Fang closed the door and said, "I was thinking about what a sword is! I'll talk to you another day. Go play.”
The village chief went down to the ground with a hoe early in the morning, and Liu Ling was sitting at the stone table in the yard drinking tea.
"Grandpa Liu Ling, does the old god want to teach brother Yuan Fang how to practice?" Caiyun, the most charming girl in the village, leaned on the fence of the village chief's house and asked with her head tilted.
"Maybe." Liu Ling said, seeing Bai Ze carrying Liu Jian out of the door.
"In the future, can Brother Yuan Fang fly like those swordsmen in the stories told by the village chief?" Caiyun asked again.
"It depends on his personal nature." Liu Ling said.
Bai Ze stood still in the yard and started playing with the willow sword, chopping and stabbing.
To an outsider, it might look a bit strange, with the sword rustling in the wind. But Liu Ling could tell at a glance that Bai Ze's technique was very jerky, and it couldn't be considered climate, or even momentum.
"Little fairy, are you practicing?" Caiyun looked at Bai Ze's sword skills and asked him with some admiration.
"Don't call me little fairy, call me little brother, I'll call you little sister." Bai Ze used his sword like a charm, looked at Caiyun and turned around with a smile, and said, "Look, doesn't this sound much better?"
"Huh? It seems to be the same..." Eight-year-old Xiao Caiyun was fooled by Bai Ze and said Nuonuo: "Then little brother, are you practicing?"
"Yes." Bai Ze said, "Master said that I am not as good as a swordsman. I am thinking about how to become invincible with a sword."
"Okay, then I won't disturb you. I'll come and play with you in the evening!" Caiyun ran away with her braid swaying, looking so cute.
Bai Ze played for three quarters of an hour and felt bored. He thrust the Liu sword on the ground and ran to the Baishi table to sit down and drink tea. He asked Liu Ling: "Master Liu, when I was practicing my sword just now, I was always thinking about you before." Why can’t I use Master’s Ichiryanagi Thousand Swords?”
Liu Ling took a sip of tea and said, "I don't know how Tao Zun's Fuliu Yijian uses three thousand qi. But I can tell you about my Yiliu Qianjian."
"Huh?" Bai Ze took a sip of bitter tea, stuck out his tongue, and put down the stoneware teacup.
"You know, my body is a willow." Liu Ling said, "When I hand out a sword, a thousand willow branches send sword energy together, so it looks like a willow and a thousand swords."
"So that's it!" Bai Ze suddenly realized, "I understand, it's sword energy. Then Mr. Liu, I just wielded the sword and wanted to use the sword energy, but although the true energy in the body can be mobilized to the hand holding the sword, why? The true energy cannot escape from the body, it is attached to the sword, and it is cut out by my sword?"
"This requires you to improve your cultivation to the realm of the other side." Liu Ling said, "For monks in the sea of suffering, the true essence is trapped in the sea of suffering and cannot be released outside the body."
"Is there no other way?" Bai Ze asked.
"There is no other way." Liu Ling shook her head.
"Okay." Bai Ze stood up, picked up Liu Jian, and was about to go out.
"Where are you going, little friend?" Liu Ling asked.
"Back Mountain Waterfall, I want to go there to think about the questions Master asked!" Bai Ze walked away without looking back.
On the mountain behind Liuzhuang, in the clear pool, Bai Ze had been standing for a full hour. He looked at the willow sword in his hand, listened to the gurgling waterfall, and kept thinking of Liu Ling's words: Sword energy cannot be achieved until it reaches the other shore.
The nine heavens of the sea of suffering are getting higher and higher day by day, and there are many traps, imprisoning the true energy in this body. Unless you cross the sea of suffering and reach the other shore, your true energy cannot be released to the outside world.
But what if this sword is part of my body?
Bai Ze had an idea and his eyes suddenly brightened.
"That's right! If the sword and I are one, then why can't the true energy come?" Bai Ze thought about this and laughed loudly, "Today, I will cut off the flying spring with one sword!"
But the road is like this, easy to know but difficult to do. Liu Jian This sword is not a limb, so how is it connected to the body?
Baize dances in the pool with his sword, but he still doesn't know how to do it. While he was in a state of agitation, he deflected his sword and struck his right leg, causing blood to drip from his body.
"Hiss!" Bai Ze took a breath and saw the blood flowing into the pool, becoming one with the water. He immediately shouted like thunder, and the spiritual platform suddenly became transparent, "Yes! It is not my body, but it is filled with blood. Go up, under the telepathy, aren’t they new limbs besides my limbs?!”
Bai Ze was not worried but overjoyed. He smeared blood all over Liu Jian, then tore off a piece of clothes and simply bandaged the wound.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, holding the willow sword tightly. He tried to pull the pure Yang Qi to his right hand, but it still didn't work!
Now that things have happened, Bai Ze is in a peaceful mood, knowing that this matter is not easy, so he climbed onto the big bluestone, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, trying to sense the remaining blood on the willow sword.
A mysterious world suddenly appeared in front of us, with the Yang Qi hanging high in the sky, the five elements of water and gas surrounding it, and the surroundings were colorful, like a dream.
Bai Ze looked for his arm and took a closer look. Sure enough! On the willow sword, which belongs to the five elements of wood, there is the breath of his body's blood.
In this way, as long as your mind goes wherever you want, just connect your mind to that bloodline. If successful, Liu Jian would become a part of his body. Why couldn't the whole body's true energy be exported outside the body?
Bai Ze tried to sense Liu Jian's blood. You won't know if you don't try, but you will be shocked if you try! The willow sword actually contains his pure Yang Qi!
It turns out that Qi has spread throughout the body, and Bai Ze's flesh and blood has a small amount of Qi attached to it.
In this way, the two phases sense each other, and Bai Ze's Qi is directed to the Yang Meridian, and comes out from his right arm, immediately connecting with the pure Yang Qi on the Liu Jian!
"Feixian's sword!" Bai Ze opened his eyes and pointed out with his sword in the air.
See you soon!
What the true energy does is actually like a needle and a trace of sword energy flying out of the air, flying three inches, and then disappearing without a trace.
"It's done?!" Bai Ze was stunned at first, then laughed three times, jumped up, and nailed Liu Jian into the bluestone. He wanted to rush back to Liuzhuang immediately and tell Liu Ling that even if it was not the other side, the sword You can still be angry!
But then I thought about it, how can a trace of needle-like sword energy be called sword energy? I'm afraid I'll be ridiculed by my master to drop my sword again.
"Why don't you practice and wait until I cut off the flying spring with my sword, then return to Liuzhuang!" Having made up his mind, Bai Ze wanted to keep up his efforts. But just hoping for luck, he discovered that the sea of Qi in his Dantian was completely empty.
"Just now, I realized that I didn't have enough control over the flow of true energy. During the mobilization, a lot of true energy dispersed into the limbs and bones." Bai Ze sat down cross-legged, fell into meditation, adjusted his breath and practiced Qi, "It seems that if you practice one way, you can't do it twice." The third meaning is that stabilizing the foundation is crucial.”
Time is like running water, and night is approaching in a blink of an eye.
Bai Ze returned to Liuzhuang from the back mountain. Xie Xuan had already returned and distributed the candies to the children in the village. Caiyun got two and was happily eating the candies. When he saw Bai Ze returning, he waved vigorously, "Little brother, you are back. !”
"Uh-huh!" Bai Ze had no time to pay attention to her. He rushed into the yard and shouted to Xie Xuan: "Master, watch my sword!"
After saying that, Liu Jian pointed his finger in the air, and a stream of true energy as thick as a finger sprang out, flew out more than a foot, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.
"How is this possible!?" Liu Ling was shocked, "Before reaching the other side, the true energy actually leaked out of the body!?"
In the courtyard, the village chiefs, Chen Yuanfang and Caiyun, were startled by Liu Ling's sudden loss of behavior. Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment. When he saw the wound on Bai Ze's leg and the blood stains remaining on Liu Jian, he suddenly realized that the wine gourd hit Bai Ze's head and said: "Crooked ways! Although you gain something, you lose yourself." Eight hundred is not worth mentioning!”
"Ouch!" Bai Ze was beaten by Xie Xuan and jumped three feet high.
"How can my little friend release the true energy in his body in the sea of suffering?" Liu Ling, still puzzled, asked.
"He painted the sword with blood, and the sword energy released was nothing more than the true energy remaining in the blood." Xie Xuan snorted, "In this way, how could you confront a strong enemy and stab yourself with the sword first, and then fight with him? ?”
Bai Ze knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to say anything.
"That's it." Liu Ling understood.
"That's all, never use this self-destructive method again." Xie Xuan sat on a stool next to the stone table in the courtyard and said, "Since you are all here, do you two have an answer to my question?"
Both of them nodded.
"Well, Yuan Fang, you say it first." Xie Xuan looked at Chen Yuanfang.
"I think swords are utensils." Chen Yuanfang took a step forward with a willow sword in hand and said, "Just like the hammer we use for hoeing, it is a tool."
"Yeah." Xie Xuan just nodded without asking any more questions or commenting. His attitude couldn't be seen. "What about you?" He asked Bai Ze again.
"Master, I think that the sword is my body, and my body is the sword." Bai Ze said.
"Oh?" Xie Xuan's eyes lit up and he asked: "How can you see this explanation?"
"Let me ask Master a question first." Bai Ze stuck the willow sword on the ground with his hands empty, "Can a person without a sword repair his sword?"
"What do you think?" Xie Xuan smiled, took a sip of wine, and asked.
"If there is a sword here, it is okay." Bai Ze pointed to his chest and said one word after another, "But if there is no sword here, it is not possible."
"Excellent!" Xie Xuan laughed loudly, pointing at Yuan Fang first, "This boy is suitable for practicing sword control!" Then he pointed at Bai Ze, "And you are suitable for Qi Sword!"
"Dare to ask, which one is better and which one is worse?" Liu Ling asked.
"There is no distinction between superior and inferior." Xie Xuandao, "To wield a sword is to hold a sword and use the tangible sword to prove the Tao. With the Qi sword, one is to practice the invisible sword and to use the awe-inspiring true energy to transform the sword to prove the Tao. That's it."
