This is not just amazing, it is simply appalling.
Hua Manlou had a lot more to say, because he already had too many questions in his heart... He was also a martial arts practitioner, and of course he knew that the road to martial arts practice was full of difficulties.
The journey of martial arts is like a rugged mountain road. The mountain road is not only full of thorns, but also full of dangerous and difficult chasms. The further we go, the more difficult it becomes.
The so-called top few in the world can be said to be standing on the precipitous cliffs.
But for that person, the martial arts road is like a flat road paved with bluestones. How far can such a person go?
Perhaps he is already standing in a place where no one in the world can see him.
Hua Manlou smiled bitterly and said: "Such a person is simply terrifying, but you would be curious about such a terrifying person."
Ranran smiled and said: "Because he and I are the same kind of people!"
Hua Manlou was stunned again, and even stuttered: "Hengzhi is saying... you... you practice martial arts..."
Randomly said: "I have never practiced any martial arts for more than three months."
Hua Manlou didn't move at all, and then let out a long sigh: "No wonder, no wonder you are curious, and no wonder your swordsmanship is so superb."
He finally understood some arbitrary pride, and also understood why he had too high a standard and had no friends. This kind of pride could not be understood by others.
The shock of Ranzhisuo's words was so great that Huamanlou could no longer hear the sound of wind or smell the fragrance of flowers.
The faint sound of footsteps came from the hillside.
Although there was only one voice, it came from two people.
His clothes were as white as snow, and his eyes were devoid of any emotion... If anyone thought he was a cynical young man at first glance, then Ximen Chuixue made people feel that he was not a human being at all.
His eyes were very light, just like the eyes when he drew a sword and swung it at will. Human life was so light in their eyes. His face was cold and frosty, neither sad nor happy, without any expression. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could move him.
Huamanlou had come to his senses, turned around and said with a smile: "Master Ximen?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "The building is full of flowers."
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly became nervous because he saw Ximen Chuixue looking at Anyan Yi.
Huamanlou seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly the place became quiet.
Xuanyuan was sizing him up, and he was sizing up Xuanyuan again. Ximen Chuixue's face was expressionless, but his eyes were shining with brilliance. Faced with such a look, he smiled and said, "Hello!"
Ximen Chuixue said: "I already know your name, your name is Random."
Randomly replied: "I have heard of you a long time ago, Ximen Chuixue."
Ximen Chuixue nodded and said, "Use the sword!"
Ranran smiled and said: "But I don't want to swing my sword at you."
Ximen Chuixue suddenly frowned and said, "Why?"
Ranyi said calmly: "You will die, I don't want to kill you."
Ximen Chuixue stared at him, speechless, but his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.
Everyone saw it, and the invisible ones also noticed it. Lu Xiaofeng could only smile bitterly and could not speak, because he knew that if he tried to persuade him, the sword would stab him.
Xuanyuan frowned slightly and said, "No one can force me to do anything I don't want to do."
Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "No one can stop me from what I want to do."
Xuanyuan suddenly smiled and said: "I don't believe you can let me draw my sword."
Lu Xiaofeng originally hoped that Random would not confront him tit for tat, but he really underestimated this man's pride. Both of them were proud people.
so……
The sword light flashed, and the sword had already pierced through. This sword was extremely fast, extremely fast, and extremely simple... However, it was a killing move that had been refined countless times and brought countless deaths.
The most ruthless killing move, the most ruthless sword is so ordinary, but who in the ordinary can understand the terror of the sword.
The sword is as fast as thunder and lightning, and as fast as flying light!
He made a sudden move without drawing his sword, but raised his hand and pointed his thumb.
If it were an ordinary sword, he could easily handle it and break it with the tip of his index finger, but facing Ximen Chuixue's sword, he had to use Tongyou's finger.
The poem says: "The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees."
The Tongyou Finger is a condensation of Buddhist martial arts. This finger is neither slow nor fast, neither urgent nor slow, but comes just right.
If Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi finger can hold all kinds of weapons in the world, then any martial arts and weapons in the world can be shaken by the arbitrary Nether Finger.
The fingering method contains a very profound Zen meaning, just like an eternal golden Buddha, which cannot be moved by the earth or the sky.
As soon as the thumb touches it, there is only a crisp "ding" sound... the sword's light disperses and the sword's edge stops immediately!
Ximen Chuixue showed no sadness or joy, and his expressionless face revealed a look of emotion, because the scene in front of him was enough to surprise him.
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. This finger shocked him even more than the sword strike. A man with unparalleled swordsmanship could actually touch the edge of Ximen Chuixue's sword with his finger. How could this not frighten him?
The sword was put back, and Ximen Chuixue became cold again and said: "I will make you draw the sword."
Randomly said: "Maybe."
Ximen Chuixue turned around and left without looking back.
As dusk fell, it was as if a thin layer of gauze was covered among the flowers and flowers in the silent mountain forest, and his person suddenly disappeared into the dusk.
Ranyi said calmly: "Let's go too." After saying that, he turned and left.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the back and couldn't help but sigh softly and murmured: "I really don't know how he practices martial arts. I even doubt whether I practiced martial arts wrongly."
Hua Manlou smiled and said: "I may know why his martial arts is so high, but I'm just afraid that I won't be able to understand it."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him doubtfully, but Huamanlou had already taken steps.
Although night has enveloped the earth, the few stars have just risen in the night sky, and the crescent moon is hanging far away in the sky. There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind, and the night here is very beautiful.
The three of them walked down the hillside and settled in this mountain village outdoor shop.
At this hour, no one would come to this mountain village shop, but here they come, and they come to see Lu Xiaofeng.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Lu Xiaofeng?"
There was a hunter standing outside the door, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which contained a roasted pheasant.
Lu Xiaofeng asked: "What are you looking for him for?"
Orion walked in, put the bamboo basket directly on the table, and said, "Uncle Lu's aunt bought this specially. She asked me to bring it to him to drink."
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned: "My aunt?"
Orion was also stunned: "Are you Lu Xiaofeng, Uncle Lu?"
Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "It's true that I am Lu Xiaofeng, but I don't have an aunt."
Orion scratched his head and said: "If that girl is not your aunt, why did she spend a few taels of silver to buy a few pheasants and not forget to ask me to send them over? But..."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "But what?"
Orion looked at him with a very curious expression: "She said that her nephew is a man with four eyebrows. I will recognize him at a glance, but you don't have four eyebrows. Doesn't this only have two?"
