Snow was falling outside the window.
Holding the volume in his hand, Huang Jin looked out the window and asked with a smile, "The Zen Son came to the Academy Palace to realize Zen as well?"
Zen Zi was not surprised, just said flatly, "Participate in Zen this kind of thing, naturally, you have to see enough to be able to do, see the green mountains have green mountains Zen, see the green water have green water Zen, see more, know Zen will be more."
Huang Jin smiled bitterly and said, "It is really difficult for Huang Jin to understand these lofty words of Zenzi."
Zenzi smiled, did not continue to speak in depth, just change the topic and asked, "The Palace of Learning is the first Palace of Learning under the Confucianism, this collection is even more cultivation method to dare not to imagine, why do you reside here, do not have half a thought, really have no desire and no demand? The way to longevity should be for every cultivator has temptation, can become a
When he opened his eyes again, what was reflected in Li Fuyang's eyes was a dry stone cave.It was so dark that even Li Fuyang, a Green Silk Realm Swordsman, could only see the light about one foot in front of him.Li Fuyao reached beside his body to pick up a white stick, with the previous carry tung oil coating, ignited only after the party to see, their hands of this cut off the white stick where is a wooden stick, instead of a cut off the white bone, right beside Li Fuyao, there is a white bone, Li Fuyao hand this cut off, by the looks of it, it should be his thigh bone.Li Fuyang didn't rush around to survey his surroundings, but crouched down and fixed his eyes on the white bone that contained a long sword with a sheath.Not far from the long sword there are a few words, look at it feel strong, but it is difficult to hide the sadness, "how high the sword road is still do not know, but I hate that I even stopped here!"There is enough helplessness
For the Sword Immortal Willow Lane, in fact, even if six thousand years had passed, even if the world had a whole six thousand years before no one had seen this Sword Immortal's light again, when this Sword Immortal was mentioned again, no matter if it was a lineage of Swordmasters or the Three Religions' cultivators, all of them would be a little lost in thought.In that era six thousand years ago when the sword immortals shone like stars in the sky, the Sword Mountain alone had the woman Sword Immortal Xie Shen, the white-robed Sword Immortal Lu Chang Yan, and the Yan Master.And naturally, Willow Lane.Sword Mountain alone had a whole four of them.In counting the other Sword Sects, it was only feared that the number of Sword Immortals would not be less than the number of two hands.Under the Sword Immortals there was even a group of swordsmen geniuses led by Bai Zhihan.That was the true heyday of the swordsman!It was just that amongst
Six thousand years, six thousand years of vicissitudes.No one has ever known what happens after 6,000 years because no one has ever been fortunate enough to live 6,000 years.Six thousand years was enough for the lineage of swordsmen to go from its heyday to being as miserable as it is today.Six thousand years is enough to turn those Sword Immortals who were famous back then into dust.But this old man said he was 10,000 feet, and if that was true, counting from 6,000 years, he would be almost 6,500 years old now.But the old man added that he had been dead for 6,000 years.Even a Sword Immortal, sure enough, couldn't live for six thousand years.Li Fuyang had seen the remnants of the souls of the woman Sword Immortal Xie Shen and Sword Immortal Lu Chang Yan when he had climbed the Sword Mountain, and knew that there were some things that could remain even after a person's death.It was thought that if this old man was really 10,000
Even though the old man was calm and peaceful when he told the story before, in reality, ever since the old man said that he had used his sword against Willow Lane behind his back, Li Fuyang had already had a wary mind.He would believe that someone would do an evil thing and then truly repent and become a truly good person.But in reality, if the old man had been truly repentant, he would never have waited until he came, but would have died openly, instead of leaving a remnant of his soul to survive until now.Since he does not want to die, he has not let go of his obsession, not let go of the obsession of the person, especially for an evil thing, Li Fuyang will not believe that he really became a good person.In front of the white bone, there is an inscription that reads, "I don't know how high the Way of the Sword is, but I hate that I've stopped here." "I hate that I stopped here.It was not, as it now appears, what he had in mind for himself, but f
The reasoning doesn't make sense, and I don't think the old man would want to hear it even if it did.That leaves fighting as the only way out.Li Fuyang stared at the old man carrying a sword across from him and said softly, "Can senior reveal how much cultivation is left nowadays?"Li Fushang's words were unusually sincere, where it could be seen that they were about to draw swords against each other afterward, instead it was like a studious junior asking a generous elder to teach him knowledge.The old man tilted his head to think about it, and laughed calmly, "What realm can a wisp of residual soul have, but it's just a Tai Qing, aren't you also a Qing Si, let's see later on if the most skillful swordsman who kills people across the border can let you kill me across the border?"Among the mountains and rivers, the three religions had the largest number of cultivators, the wild cultivators were the least popular, the swordsmen had the highest killing
There was a soft thud.Like someone calmly piercing a modest blister with a sword.It may not even be that loud anymore.But enough to be heard clearly.Li Fuyang, who was covered in blood, opened his eyes, and in all the four meridians and veins was a majestic sword qi traveling all over his body, and occasionally, when a sword qi leaked out from his body, it caused the dozens of swords to give a slight lurch.The Green Silk Sword chimed in a burst of sound, looking excited.This handle of green silk, in the past against the enemy, almost never had such a move, this is not difficult to understand, the previous owner of the green silk is the sword embryo Bai Zhihan, is a has gone to the peak of the Denglou realm of the swordsman, a lifetime do not know how many amazing talent of the swordsman, Li Fushang before today but still a green silk realm of the small swordsman, how to be able to be the eyes of the green silk.Swords have their bones,
Facing the Ten Thousand Feet of the Simultaneous Tai Qing Realm with the Tai Qing Realm, Li Fushang couldn't even gain half the upper hand.Now, Wan Ruler's realm cultivation was clearly too much stronger than before, and just by looking at his face, it was enough to say a lot.Not to mention the always strong pressure.Li Fuyang's hand holding the sword didn't tremble, it was just a bit helpless.If the other party was too clear, Li Fuyang was able to fight him to the death, but now that the other party was in this state, how could he fight?Mansaku tore a band of cloth from his robe and then casually tied up his long, gray hair.This stillness makes it seem so different.Ten Thousand Feet calmly laughed, "This time, even if you want to stall for time, there's no way, I have at least one incense stick of time."Li Fuyang frowned, "This is not in line with common sense."This is indeed not in line with common sense, a has died si
Six thousand years ago there was a sword fight between two sword immortals.One is Willow Lane, who dares to say that "the world's sword immortals are like stars, and I am the only one who is the white moon", and the other one is the brightest among those stars, Wanshi.The two men were the 10,000 feet who had traveled the furthest in the way of the sword 6,000 years ago.Six thousand years passed, and the two met again, though both were dead, one leaving behind a sword qi and the other only a remnant of a soul.But after all, he was a sword immortal who had moved mountains and rivers in six thousand years of fame, and he thought that even so, this sword competition was still astonishing.If the two are in full bloom, still alive in the world, I'm afraid that nowadays the mountains and rivers, the situation has been rewritten.Think about Chao Qingqiu, the number one person in the world, standing side by side with Ten Thousand Feet and Willow Lane