Yi Xifeng turned around and continued to look up, taking another step up at his feet.
With this step taken, the man in fine clothes behind him could no longer see clearly the path under Yi Xifeng's feet.
People in different realms also view the world differently. On the surface, Yi Xifeng's cultivation may not be as good as that of a man in a gorgeous suit, but the Taoist platform in his heart can accommodate all things.
The world is just like this.
In the way of swordsmanship, we all reach the same goal through different paths.
Even if you can imitate Yi Xifeng's steps and walk the path he has walked, it is not your own after all.
His state of mind was at its peak when he made this decision.
This kendo space has no chance with him anymore.
"Don't you understand yet?" Yi Xifeng suddenly spoke, which shocked the man in Chinese clothes. He staggered a little as he stepped forward and almost fell down.
"There is a road under my feet, everything in my eyes is clear, I know the direction I am going, I am alone." After a pause, Yi Xifeng took another step forward. With this step, the ground shook and the mountains were blocked. The clouds and fog in the sky became a little thicker, and the space buzzed.
"Even if there is no way ahead, I will still go out of my own way!"
boom--! !
At this moment, the mountain trembled, and rocks the size of fists rolled down from above.
This mountain seemed to throw the two people climbing down.
boom--! ! !
A dazzling lightning flashed through the eyes of the two men, and the dazzling light shone in the eyes of the man in rich clothes. A trace of blood actually slid down the end of the eye, passed through the cheek, and reached the corner of the mouth.
The smell of scarlet invaded his mind instantly.
"puff--!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the area in front of the man in fine clothes red.
He clung tightly to the gap in the mountain wall, his scarlet eyes staring closely at the figure above.
Just as he was about to say something, the mountain trembled again. Following the thunder, the thunder that resounded through the space boomed, and the long lightning struck the mountain diagonally and penetrated it!
"Are you crazy! Even this Heavenly Dao doesn't recognize you and will punish you with divine thunder."
"The person who slashed this sword here finally succumbed to fate, and you still want to change this day!"
"If you want to die, don't hold me back!"
The man in fine clothes roared with a hoarse throat, his eyes filled with hatred for Yi Xifeng. He looked at the figure in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart. He had only heard of the punishment of divine thunder. Only those who offended the common wrath of heaven and earth would be punished by it!
If that fair-skinned young man had respect for this world in his heart, perhaps he could really reach the top at this moment.
But the young man was unruly and wanted to compete with God.
Yi Xifeng ignored the man in fine clothes and continued to climb up the rock. The way in his heart, the way of a warrior, is the farthest road to heaven among all the shortcuts in this world. Just one look at it will make him feel infinite pride. . If he can conquer even a mountain, he still cultivates a shitty martial arts. Even if everyone blocks him and tells him that it cannot be done, he still has to be the person who knows that it cannot be done and does it!
Nothing else, this is the way in his heart!
It is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down the mountain. Without the courage to do so without regrets, he would not have come to this dimension.
There are more things waiting for him to do. He has not yet reached the top of the world, has not yet looked down on all living beings in the world, and has not even yet protected the one he loves.
All these thoughts in my heart once again turned into motivation for climbing.
Another step forward!
Boom——! !
Thunder light surged through the clouds, and Yi Xifeng looked up. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes were covered by a burst of thick thunder light, which suddenly fell towards him.
"The way of Dayan is to eliminate one of them!"
Suddenly, the lightning seemed to have lost its target and direction, and fell towards Yi Xifeng's side.
The rocks surged, the gravel fell downwards, the thunder dissipated, and raindrops fell from the sky, scattering the dust after the thunder hit the mountain.
Yi Xifeng lowered his head and glanced at his right thigh. The shirt there was long gone, and blood was seeping out uncontrollably.
In front of him, the road to the sky was also broken.
The way of Tianyan allowed him to survive, but it took away the sword's path to heaven.
The young man in rich clothes looked up. The shadow of the fair-skinned young man was no longer there, but turned into a charred man, standing alone on the steps, facing the thunderstorm.
Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the forehead of the man in rich clothes, and the bloody air floated in the air. He wiped it away with his fingers, and a drop of scarlet blood was held in his palm.
"Sure enough, no one can disobey fate even if they are injured."
He raised his head again, but the person above him was not on top of his head, but moved to the side.
Yi Xifeng did not climb the rock again, but moved towards the rock where the lightning struck just now. The same place would not be struck by lightning a second time.
This is the experience he gained from forging his body with lightning for many years.
He limply moved, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a line of small words appearing on the cliff of the mountain, which seemed to have been deliberately carved on it: The success does not have to be mine, the success must be mine.
Yi Xifeng suddenly raised his head, and he suddenly saw white traces seeping into the rock wall of the mountain. Those are the traces left by previous people when they climbed this mountain peak, like a road to the sky, leading straight to the sky.
In this case... Yi Xifeng's eyes became clearer again.
He looked up and saw that although there were no more steps, there were white traces appearing in his eyes.
He no longer needs to follow the path of heaven, he only needs to follow the traces of his predecessors to continue climbing.
It doesn't matter who left this behind. Yi Xifeng only knows that this is the inheritance on the path of swordsmanship. The biggest difference between him and the man in gorgeous clothes below is that the path he follows has the same beliefs as him.
Faith and the sun and the moon are eternal and immortal. Therefore, the success does not have to be mine, the success must be mine.
This level is not a test of how deep the sword is understood, but whether the Tao in the heart can always be firm.
The sword - never bends. If you shrink back from trouble, you are a coward.
There is no road in the way of heaven, but there is a road, and there is no peak in the mountain peak.
call--
Sword patterns suddenly bloomed on both sides of his cheeks, just like the clouds that still pierced the sky.
Yi Xifeng stretched out his hand to grab the rock peak and climbed up the mountain crevice in the oldest way.
Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing. When he abandoned the steps and climbed the rock with his arms, the sky suddenly changed. The terrifying thunder suddenly disappeared, and the sky returned to its normal state, as if the situation had never happened before. . Movement, I noticed something was wrong.
Suddenly, I felt a warm current sweeping through my body in my Dantian, like a rushing river, flowing through all the blood vessels and penetrating into the muscles and bones.
The blood flow that had been leaking out of the thigh also stopped.
Heaven will reward you! (End of chapter)
