aircannonsinc Chapter 116 To Draw A Person, You Need To Draw Your Mind, To Hold A Sword, You Need To Ask Your Hear
Chapter 116 To Draw A Person, You Need To Draw Your Mind, To Hold A Sword, You Need To Ask Your Hear
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In Bai Yuezong, the melodious bells echoed among the mountains.
Disciples from all peaks gathered in Sect Square.
This was the first time such a large-scale action had been taken since Bai Yuezong closed the mountain.
In front of the Great Hall, Lin Tianchen was giving a speech.
The faces of a group of disciples were filled with excitement, all gearing up, waiting for Lin Tianchen's final order.
Under Su Yun's proposal, the senior management of Bai Yuezong held an emergency meeting, and agreed that this is the day when Bai Yuezong came out of the mountain.
The decision to close the mountain at the beginning was also because the performance of the Sun Moon Sect was too scary. Considering that it would be watched by other forces, it was the best choice to keep a low profile for a while.
In addition, there are also people who are worried about revenge from the upper realm.
But after more than a year, if you can come, you should come earlier.
Since he didn't come, then Bai Yuezong didn't have to go all out and delay his own development.
"You are all the best disciples of my White Moon Sect. This time, you must be careful and handle everything calmly. Sword cultivators should always uphold their original intentions and be fearless in their hearts!
"The purpose of this experience, one word: fight!"
"But I, Bai Yuezong, even if we fight, we must fight openly and openly!"
"Remember, disciples of the Baiyue Sect, take it as a battle in the great world, and don't join forces with demons and evil spirits, do you understand?"
"Follow the instructions of the sect master!"*n
"Go."
Under the arrangement of the Elders, the disciples set off from Bai Yuezong one by one.
Looking at the empty square in a blink of an eye, Lin Tianchen's eyes flashed a look of worry.
"Oh~"
"The head of the sect does not need to sigh, the young eagle will always spread its wings. Now that my Bai Yuezong's luck is blessed, the strength of the disciples of the sect is improving by leaps and bounds.
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"Yeah, the current generation is much better than ours."
All the elders lamented one after another, it was quite an atmosphere like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves before died on the beach.
Su Yun looked speechless.
"Masters, don't be discouraged, under the great world, I believe you will soon have a second life.
"Well, nephew Su Yun is right... ah bah!"
"What is the second spring? Your uncle and I are now in the same year!"
Everyone's face darkened. Speaking of which, they are not very old as cultivators.
Although it is not as good as these handsome young men, but it is not as good as the second spring?
And now that the cultivation environment of Sect has improved, the cultivation base of these older generations has also soared.
To put it bluntly, whoever can be the leader or the first person, which talent will be worse?
If it weren't for the poor environment in the past, they would also be a generation of pride.
"That's right." Lin Tianchen remembered something and said, "Recently, the Land of Doom has frequently invaded, and the forces of Devil Dao in the entire Western Wilderness have become more and more rampant, and there is a vague tendency to confront my righteous way head-on.
"I'm not bad in Zhongzhou. The demon master of the Evil Land was beheaded by his nephew Su Yun. Now the movement of the crack in the abyss is relatively small, but there are still many demon disciples making trouble.
"As for the other states, the situation is not optimistic. The Wuji Evil Land, the number one among the eight Evil Earths, has even occupied half of the Qingzhou area. Devil Dao is brilliant!"
Everyone was silent.
Of the eight lands in the abyss, Zhongzhou is the weakest.
It is rumored that the first four and the last four are the watershed for the demon masters of the Land of Doom.
The last four are all Saint King-level strengths, and starting from the fourth is Saint King-level.
As for the No. 1 Promise Lord, no one knows how strong he is.
"This time when the Holy Light Mansion contacted me, it means that it has united with other sects to launch an attack on the land of evil land in Zhongzhou, eliminate the demon gate, and restore peace to the world.
"That's another reason why I'm considering lifting the mountain closure."
"Finally planning to take action on the Land of Evil Earth?"
"Nephew Su Yun, what do you see?"
Everyone looked at Su Yun who was about to slip away.
"Me? I can't talk about it." Su Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just that in my opinion, the so-called Devil Dao is the same as other Taos. Devil Dao is not a monster, but the Demon Gate is. Among them, there are also many who devote themselves to cultivation.
"Uh."
"How does Nephew Su Yun say this?"
If a junior said such outrageous words, they would have slapped them in fright."
After all, it is a concept deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that Devil Dao harms the world.
But what Su Yun said is the words of Saint, so he must have his own opinion.
Su Yun pondered for a moment, then said softly: "There are three thousand great ways, no distinction is made between high and low, and there is no distinction between good and evil. It is nothing more than how a cultivator uses it. Let me ask you, masters, whether the way of swords is brilliant or not?"
Lin Tianchen nodded: "Of course."
"There are tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the world, but are there villains?
"Naturally... also."
"Can there be a pill refiner doing evil?"
"have."
"Is there a formation master who kills and sets fire?"
"have."
"If that's the case, then it's the same." Su Yun shook his head and walked out, "It's not the Tao that is bad, it's the human heart."
Lin Tianchen and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and they seemed to realize something in their hearts.
"Nephew!" Seeing Su Yun walking away slowly, Lin Tianchen hurriedly shouted, "Nephew, do you want to participate in this battle?"
"No, I'll go back to the mountain to accompany my junior sister."
Everyone: "..."
Chen Daoran said: "Nephew Su Yun is indifferent by nature, I'm afraid he won't like to get involved in this kind of thing, the master, I think it's better to ask the ancestors to come forward to preside over it."
"Also."
Qingxuan Peak, in the courtyard.
Leng Yiyi was flipping through a book in her hand.
There was a look of helplessness in his eyes.
Over the past few days, she almost lost her sword, traveling with Su Yun every day, or returning to read books.
Moreover, these books are not kendo intensive lectures, but Daojing theories.
This made Leng Yiyi very helpless.
Cultivator doesn't practice, but reads books, don't senior brothers want me to take the exam to get fame?
Just as he was thinking, a figure came along the road down the mountain.
"Brother."
Leng Yiyi immediately put down the book.
"When will senior brother teach me the way of swordsman?"
"No rush." Su Yun smiled and said, "Come on, save for me.
"Grinding ink?"
Leng Yiyi was puzzled.
Then I saw Su Yun walking aside, and there was an extra piece of rice paper on the long flat table.
Leng Yiyi was taken aback: "Brother, do you want to paint?"
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"Well (bjcg)...you will?"
Leng Yiyi was quite skeptical.
In my impression, what Su Yun does most is chopping firewood, boiling water, cooking, and fishing.
It is said to be a cultivator, but it is actually more like a mountain villager.
But now that the style of painting has changed, the senior brother actually wants to do it back?
"Nonsense." Su Yun rolled his eyes, "What do you think I've been doing all year?"
Leng Yiyi was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then senior brother, does he practice?"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Seeing Su Yun's appearance, Leng Yiyi understood it.
Sure enough, he didn't practice, it's not a bad brother.
"Practice this kind of thing, just follow the fate, just follow the fate." Su Yun said haha, "Come, let's see the master's skills.
Leng Yiyi walked over to grind ink for Su Yun.
She was born in a family of merchants, and she was also influenced by piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, so she knows a little about these things.
The moment Su Yun picked up the pen, his demeanor changed.
Leng Yiyi's eyelids twitched, and at the next moment, the brush dipped in ink and landed on the rice paper.
As the pen nib swirls, there is a mysterious and bitter dao rhyme lingering.
Following Su Yun's strokes, the Taoist rhyme rose up and wrapped around Su Yun's body.
Leng Yiyi was fascinated.
After a while, a painting is completed.
It wasn't until Su Yun put down the pen that she woke up suddenly. After seeing the painting clearly, she was even more shocked.
"How?" Su Yun laughed.
"Brother, this..." Leng Yiyi blinked, "Is it me?"
"Of course it's you."
In the picture scroll, it is Leng Yiyi standing with a sword.
It was so vivid and charming that Leng Yiyi couldn't believe it.
She took a closer look, and her mind seemed to melt into the picture scroll in an instant.
And she also became the person in the painting, and began to dance the sword.
The Sword Technique performed over and over again is usually practiced thousands of times, but when it is performed at this moment, there is an inexplicable artistic conception.
Immersed in it, the Sword Domain power on Leng Yiyi's body is also rising rapidly.
She really wanted to be immersed in this state forever.
But soon, her mind flickered, and she returned to the original place in a daze.
"Brother, this painting...is amazing.
Leng Yiyi's eyes were horrified.
"Look again."
Leng Yiyi was puzzled, and when she looked at the painting again, it seemed to have changed again.
Just now, it was a sword cultivator as elegant as dust, independent of the world, but in a blink of an eye, the screen went dark, and there were piles of bones everywhere, full of bloody smell.
This scene is a scene of her holding a three-foot green peak and beheading those who have ulterior motives!
It was because of this battle that she had the title of Blood Sword Cultivator ever since.
And as the picture appeared, the aura around Leng Yiyi was also replaced by a thick blood evil, which was very scary.
This time, it took longer than before, even Leng Yiyi wanted to go out and stop, but she couldn't do it.
After a long time, Leng Yiyi finally came back to her senses, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat.
Panting for breath, she stood there silently.
Su Yun looked at her and said softly: "You have too much killing intent in your heart, your sword is slanted, and you are stubborn. If you keep doing this for a long time, you will easily lead yourself astray."
"Swordsman, you have a sword in your heart. Yiyi, the sword in your heart is the sword of killing. There is nothing wrong with it. However, the way of swordsmanship is all-encompassing. If you only focus on killing, you will not be able to reach a higher Realm."
"What is a sword?"
"Killing is the sword."
"Righteousness is the sword."
"A swordsman can have the common people in his heart, and he can kill thousands of people in one rage."
"But no matter what kind of sword, the way in the heart can't be changed. If the way is stable, then the sword's intent is infinite. Whether it's killing or benevolence, it's all in one thought."
"If the Tao is not stable, you will be shackled by obsession and unable to improve."
"Infinite Sword intent, in a flash, gather one heart, this is... sword heart!"
Su Yun's words, with traces of Dao rhyme, turned into mantras and floated into Leng Yiyi's mind.
Even under the influence of the tree of Heavenly Dao, every word and every word, like the Taoism, cleanses Leng Yiyi's heart.
At this moment, the killing immersed in Leng Yiyi's heart was purified, replaced by an indescribable sense of sublimation.
Leng Yiyi only felt her whole body loosen, as if a mountain had been unloaded.
Keep a low profile and wash away all the lead.
Looking at her, Su Yun smiled slightly.
Then walk into the house.
The junior sister is enlightened, and he is also enlightened about the way of the sword.
In addition, after this year's precipitation, my mood has already reached a peak.
"This time, let's try to see if we can breakthrough to ten First Stage Realm."
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