"Is this why you don't want me to use the sword anymore?"
Li Baihu's question made Fang Yuan's heart sink slightly: "Is it because you are worried that I will take the path of the evil sword?"
"good!"
Li Baihu looked into Fang Yuan's eyes, was silent for a long time, and then said: "I didn't know where your swordsmanship inheritance came from before. I could only guess. I also thought about whether you might be related to the Far North Demon Cultivator, but now Since you have disclosed your identity as a disciple of Qingyang Sect in Yunzhou, you can sort out this matter. The name Qingyang Sword Chi is not unfamiliar to you, right?"
Hearing the words "Qingyang Sword Crazy", Fang Yuan's heart suddenly moved slightly.
Naturally, he was no stranger to this name. He had known this name since he obtained the Wuque Sword Sutra, and even more so knew that this person had later escaped into the Demon Sect. At the same time, he naturally thought of this person. The grudge with Xijianchi!
"Can't I learn from his sword skills?"
Fang Yuan opened his mouth, and there was already a hint of coldness in his words.
"Don't get me wrong, this person is actually a senior that I respect very much..."
Li Baihu spoke leisurely and said calmly: "I respect him even more than my master!"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan was slightly startled. He saw that Li Baihu was not lying, and the hostility in his heart receded slightly.
"Is he still alive today?"
After a moment of silence, he asked the question.
And this was the issue that he was most concerned about after practicing the Perfect Sword Sutra.
In fact, it's not just Li Baihu. There are not many people he admires in his life, but the founder of the Wuque Sword Sutra is definitely one of them. And as his attainments in the swordsmanship become deeper and deeper, he understands more about the Wuque Sword Sutra. , this admiration becomes deeper...
He simply couldn't understand, what kind of person could understand such exquisite swordsmanship
Even though I have the Art of Heavenly Evolution, I feel that the way of swordsmanship is extremely mysterious...
"I don't know whether that senior is dead or alive. The records of him in our Xijianchi only ended after he escaped into the Demon Sect. However, one thing is certain, that is, he is in the Demon Sect. , leaving a legacy..."
Li Baihu was also slightly lost in thought. After a moment, he said: "This sword art has been spread among the evil sects since hundreds of years ago. However, due to the small number of people, not many people know about it. This sword art is very terrifying and powerful. If you advance, The realm is also fast, but the most frightening thing about them is not how strong they are, but that these people eventually turned into monsters... "
"Evil?"
Fang Yuan was startled and looked up at Li Baihu: "What do you mean?"
Li Baihu's voice was low and he said coldly: "Stealing people's sword souls and sword bones, and refining your own sword mind and sword heart, it's so evil and terrifying, even worse than a demon!"
Fang Yuan frowned tightly: "Why?"
Li Baihu said: "Maybe it's like you, because the sword intention has been stuck in progress?"
Having said this, he paused slightly, looked at Fang Yuan seriously, and said: "I told you before that in this world, one can cultivate the sword heart within the realm of golden elixir. Our sword-washing pool There are four, but in fact, just a hundred years ago, there were more than a dozen such people in our Sword Washing Pool, but in the past hundred years, they have all died one by one... "
Fang Yuan waited for a while before hesitatingly said: "They..."
Li Baihu nodded and said: "Yes, they were all taken away by those evil cultivators and turned into bodies!"
When Fang Yuan heard this, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"It's precisely because we recognized your swordsmanship that we don't want you to continue using the sword..."
Li Baihu whispered: "Back in the Tongtian Secret Realm, Junior Brother Li recognized your swordsmanship and was with the evil sword cultivator, so he regarded you as an evil cultivator. However, your swordsmanship now is indeed You are fair and square. He killed you before you even walked on that road. But it was his fault. After returning to the Sword Washing Pond, he was also imprisoned in the Sword Prison and was punished. But I came out this time. , Master also told me the same, if I can find you, then I must take a good look at your swordsmanship... "
After he finished speaking, he paused slightly and said: "Now I have confirmed that your sword inheritance is from the Qingyang Sect. It must be the swordsmanship left by the sword madman when he was still in the Qingyang Sect. Naturally, it does not belong to that. You are of the evil cultivator lineage, but your way of swordsmanship is also the same as that of a great perfection, with no flaws, no regrets, the ultimate goal, and the disappearance of the law. It is no different from those evil sword cultivators... "
Fang Yuan waved his hand, and he no longer needed Li Baihu to say any more.
But in his heart, he felt slightly heavy for a moment.
Is Wu Que Sword Sutra really going to reach this level
If it were before, Fang Yuan might not even believe it, and his Taoist heart would not be shaken so easily.
But the key thing is that Li Baihu's words that revealed the reason why he has not yet achieved great success with his sword made Fang Yuan feel a little heavy in his heart. Yes, he had practiced diligently since he obtained the Wuque Sword Sutra, and even more so since then. The technique of Tianyan has been deduced from the second volume of the Sword Scripture, and the path taken must be correct. Then why has his sword intention never made much progress
Is it really because I didn’t take the wrong path
Is it true that if you want to become a master of swordsmanship, you can only learn evil cultivation and steal other people's sword souls
How is this different from the blood demon that robs people of their vitality in the secret realm
He didn't know this method before, so he never felt any pressure. Although his sword intention didn't improve much, he didn't get too anxious. He didn't have a clue in his heart, so he could only wait slowly. But now, Li Baihu suddenly figured it out. This point immediately made him couldn't help but think about the possibility of doing this. After thinking about it, Fang Yuan discovered with some horror that this method...
…maybe it actually works!
It was like a sudden inspiration, and instantly I felt that the road ahead would become much smoother!
But soon Fang Yuan shook his head and drove this thought out of his mind, killing it instantly.
Fang Yuan didn’t want to believe it!
Since he came into contact with kendo, he has been practicing the Wuque Sword Sutra. He knows that this kendo inheritance comes from the former Qingyang Swordmaniac. Every sword in it is upright, clear, subtle, and profound. Even the former Qingyang The sword madman later transformed into an evil sword demon, but this does not mean that his swordsmanship can be underestimated. This swordsmanship is still upright!
Why is it said that this kind of swordsmanship will definitely go astray
Is it possible that I should give up the sword because of this concern
Fang Yuan leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, slowly drank all the wine in his glass, and his thoughts became firmer.
He looked seriously into Li Baihu's eyes and said, "You think too much, I will never go down such an evil path!"
"I believe your attitude at this time..."
Li Baihu paused, nodded, and said: "But those evil sword cultivators may not want to embark on such a path at the beginning, but the final results are the same. I think you should be able to understand this truth. When you When you have reached a certain height, you will always want to break through him. It is no longer your own will, but your sword is forcing you to break through... "
"At this point..."
Li Baihu turned his head and said softly: "Brother Fang Dao, do you think you still have a choice?"
Fang Yuan understood what he meant, so he just remained silent.
"We have a unified name for these evil cultivators, they are called sword slaves..."
Li Baihu said: "The reason is very simple. They have lost the heart to control the sword, but they are willing to be the slaves of the sword. To a certain extent, this is actually one of the reasons why our sword-washing pool does not want to make this matter public to the world. This There are too many people in the world who will do whatever it takes to gain powerful power. If they knew that such swordsmanship existed, I don’t know how many swordsmen would go to the snowy fields to find this sword scripture. In their eyes, good and evil would not be a problem at all. Under the great catastrophe, what is more important than your own strength?"
"Sword slave?"
Fang Yuan thought about these two words and felt that they were very appropriate.
"It's just that they haven't thought about it. Once they go down the wrong path, they can't turn back..."
Li Baihu let out a long sigh, patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder and said: "My master once said that this kind of perfect swordsmanship cannot be found in the world. If you escape even one of the fifty great avenues, you can see that the world is not the same. There is no perfect thing, and correspondingly, there is no perfect way of swordsmanship. The sword madman back then was extremely passionate about swords and pursuing perfection was a wrong direction in itself!"
"Because you can never achieve perfection, you will eventually rob other people's swords, hearts, minds, swords and souls to make up for your own shortcomings. But what they can't understand is that this false perfection is just an illusion. This is robbery, the more incomplete it is, like a flower in the landscape or the moon in the water. If you don’t get it when you ask for it, you can only continue to loot, and so on, never ending, until you reach the endless abyss!”
When he said this, Li Baihu slowly placed his palm on the wine pot.
A stream of wine flew out of the pot like a sword, and poured into Fang Yuan's wine glass with an unspeakable flavor!
"Fellow Daoist Fang, drink this cup..."
Li Baihu's body remained motionless, but a sword energy was faintly wrapped around his body, and the sound was like the sound of a sword.
This glass of wine was like a sword, piercing into Fang Yuan's heart.
Even his voice seemed to sound like a sword at this time, containing some kind of indescribable sword intention. He slowly spoke to Fang Yuan and said: "Since we have joined forces to slay demons, we no longer want to use swords against each other. Fellow Daoist Fang , you have a bright future through the power of God. If you don’t go on this road, it is a road to the sky, so why do you have to go on that road that is destined to be a dead end?”
"Listen to my advice, it's best to give up the sword..."
Fang Yuan's figure froze, the hand holding the wine glass seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his wrist seemed to be stiff.
He knew that Li Baihu was drawing a sword against him.
The contest between the two people that had not started in the Taoist secret realm finally came at this time!
Words are the sword, and the general trend is the attack!
Li Baihu had clearly explained the facts. When he didn't want to go astray, he seemed to have no choice but to listen to his advice and drink this glass of wine. This also meant that from then on, he really Need to abandon kendo...
Should I drink this glass of wine or not
Fang Yuan seemed to have been thinking for a long time, or just for a moment.
Then he suddenly smiled, looked at Li Baihu and said, "I will not go astray, but I will not give up my sword either!"
Li Baihu's sword energy became stronger and he said coldly: "Even if it is a dead end?"
"It may not be a dead end!"
Fang Yuan looked calmly, looked at the glass of wine, and said: "It's not like I haven't encountered similar situations before. Facts have proved that it is not a dead end, and it does not necessarily mean that you have to go down a wrong path. It is just because you still have to go down a wrong path." There are some things that others have not thought of, so I will continue on this road. Even if the senior has not walked this road himself, I will try to walk this road... "
Li Baihu couldn't help but frown: "There are fifty great avenues. If you escape one of them, there will be no true perfection in this world..."
"Yes, there are fifty avenues, escape one of them..."
Fang Yuan answered slowly: "So, if there is no real perfection in this world, who can guarantee that there will be real imperfections?"
After saying this, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
All the sword energy around Li Baihu disappeared, and his eyes became very strange.
After a while, he poured the wine as Fang Yuan said, and said: "You still may not be able to master the sword..."
"But I won this sword fight after all, didn't I?"
Fang Yuan smiled, put the wine glass heavily on the railing, and said with great enthusiasm: "Stop talking nonsense, fill it up!"
(End of chapter)