Night is coming, although he is the youngest of them, he is also at peace with the encounter, he is not arrogant and impatient and sits on the haystack and starts the daily evening class, Xiao Xianzhi leans on Hu Xiancao's arms, and the little face of hope silently looks at Qigui who shows his skills in front of the fire, how to settle today's dinner, whether you are the sword mound sword leader, the Lichen Grandmaster, or the holy hand doctor, you don't have to sit obediently on the side, even if you are a little monk, I say eat meat, I can only eat meat tonight.

Only Su Wen walked towards the cliff behind the forest with a sword, Lu Xing saw it in his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the person who walked a hundred steps was half ninety, the first step could be taken easily and casually, although three days was not long, one night was still a hard stay, at least Su Wen was not a guy who did not learn and did not know how to do it, whether it was a material worth polishing, it depended on whether he could lift the sword on the second day, or whether he was willing to raise the sword.

Su Wen silently walked to a cliff, the wall stood thousands of people without support, the great shore is the great shore, but he didn't have much time to appreciate, his mind kept recalling the picture of the landing line with a flick of his fingers, the qi machine entrusted by the void was clearly like a giant sword slashed on the dragon's tongue, and he asked himself these days his body has gradually grown stronger from the initial weakness, but he didn't expect it to be so unbearable, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and simply didn't think about it, instead of thinking about him for a few hours, it was better to swing the sword for half an hour to make him feel more at ease.

Baizhou not only produces BMW, the local ore is also particularly hard, because it is called a hundred lines on the waves, it is said that the commander of Baizhou is Li Zaixian is dancing an eighty-seven pounds of stone axe, let you be a copper head iron brain, or Xuantie King Kong, this axe is the end of death, dozens of military towns in Baizhou are built with this kind of ore with a hundred patterns of ore to build a foundation fence, the Southern Tang Dynasty once commented on the two fronts in the north, Cangzhou because of 50,000 Wei soldiers and a Li Zaixiao, the entire Li River guarded out of the illusion of the moat, and Baizhou is because these military towns echoing each other are called Shu Road is better than Shu Road。

When the Southern Tang Dynasty entered Shu, it was just a matter of pulling the string several times for the deer bow, and now the north and the south have been facing each other for many years, and they would rather face Li Zaixiao than gnaw the line of Baizhou first, and the trade-offs are enough to explain the problem.

Su Wen slashed down with a sword, and the layers of sparks lit up the night, leaving only a slight dent on the rock wall, but it hurt Su Wen, from the fingertips to the arms, all of them were tingling and numb, it was obvious that he swung ten percent of his strength, and the rock wall immediately increased his strength by twelve points.

"Damn, I almost can't even hold a sword, but this strength is still much worse than that of the master, not enough, not enough. ”

Su Wen, who shook his head and whispered for a while, took out another sword, and the cliff wall with a length of 100 zhang and width was still standing, like a natural barrier across the east and west, and the Southern Tang Dynasty claimed that the deer chasing bow without a cluster in the stone should be the sharpest blade in the world, but after all, it was something that was out of his hand, and it didn't hurt to hit it hard, where was it like Su Wen, who was half paralyzed and fell to the ground at the moment, the dragon's tongue flew out two feet away, and almost all the reaction force walked on him without a bad feeling.

After the two swords, Su Wen really had a resistance in his heart, and it was difficult to shake his fists with trembling claws, let alone holding a sword, the chivalrous men in those books opened the mountain with a sword at every turn, and broke the river with one finger, how could he put it on his own This is so hard to even open a stone, and he has finally mixed up with the little master of Kailing, this gap is really embarrassing.

Jingle into a sound, how many birds ran away, until it was time to eat, Su Wen came back with the dragon's tongue in his mouth to find the fragrance, but the two hands were swollen like bear paws, and after splitting an unknown number of times, the rock wall was unharmed, but there was a tearing wound at the tiger's mouth.

"What are you going to be crazy again. Hu Xiancao said resentfully, took out the ointment from the medicine box and helped apply it to the wound.

Su Wen smiled with a wooden expression, absentmindedly picked up the broth brought by Qigui, ate a few bites indiscriminately and got up and left, as if he was stunned, and disappeared into the woods with words in his mouth.

"This kid shouldn't be crazy about sword practice!" Niu Batian slapped his head, his small eyes staring at the layer of broth at the bottom of the pot, and his saliva was about to drip down.

Qigui slapped a spoonful on the back of the other party's dishonest hand, not only scolding: "You are a cow, you don't eat grass, what kind of meat do you eat! ”

Then he took a bowl full of money and handed it to Xiao Xianzhi, and gradually he became accustomed to having a little girl by his side, just like he took care of Su Wen at the beginning, "The young master is very lazy on weekdays, I have only seen him so diligent twice, once in Qingfeng County to practice swords, once now, although I can't understand it, but I also think it is amazing, Mr. Lu, my young master is not very talented in swordsmanship." ”

Lu Xing swallowed a mouthful of broth, which was moderately salty, and said leisurely: "The foundation is poor, the qualification is low, and the only understanding is not top-notch, if you don't practice the sword to become a formation master, a talisman master, spend more effort to hone, maybe you can achieve it, but you have to plunge into the way of the sword, and practice until you die is the middle and lower level." ”

"Then you still teach him. Butong asked with a surprised face, the soup bowl in his hand has bottomed out, obviously not the first time to open meat, think about having such a master, what is the rule and precepts.

"If you can judge a person just by looking at it, then this world is too boring, I practiced swords at the age of four, and practiced for a full thirty years, who doesn't say that I am an unprecedented kendo genius in fifty years, but what is kendo, I am not looking hard for no result, your master simply abandoned kendo to practice Buddhism, what is talent, in the final analysis, it is just what others think of you. ”

Butong nodded thoughtfully and muttered: "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and there should be no distinction between high and low, but the master said that people are destined to be different, otherwise why is he a Buddha, and we just believe in Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, everyone wants to become a Buddha, and who knows what a Buddha is." ”

"You should be very happy with the second uncle! He didn't go to the Three Buddhas Temple back then, but found a random temple to practice, thinking that they were all Buddhas, but he believed in a different way. ”

"A Buddha is a Buddha, what's the difference, you monks are just talking nonsense, talking about the cycle of cause and effect, it's just a trick to deceive people and deceive the world. Hu Xiancao sneered and said, if there is really a cause and effect, her father hung the pot to help the world, how many causes were planted, and in the end, it did not end up like this.

Butong smiled slightly, bowed his head with his hands folded, and said, "Doesn't the female benefactor believe in Buddhism?"

"What's the use of believing that, I believe in myself alone. ”

"Only believe in yourself, good, the master often tells me, the Buddha is just a monk born earlier than him, worship is useless, believe ridiculous, the three Buddha Temple respects the past, the present, the future of the three Buddhas, worship is only the past Buddha, is it possible to become no Buddha now, since the end of the monk's pursuit is to become a Buddha, then even if you can't do the present Buddha, you should be confident to do the future Buddha, since you are the Buddha, what is the use of worshipping others. "I don't know how to learn the master's tone, if these remarks are heard by the Buddhist temple in the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Southern Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that I will chase after you and argue with you.

Hu Xiancao laughed after hearing this, and the silver bell-like laughter was really moving, "I can't imagine that any of your unserious masters can still say such serious words, little monk, do you believe that you can become a Buddha!"

"Maybe it's possible! I see that the female benefactor has a great compassion statue, it is not the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, no wonder the little monk feels close. ”

"Flamboyant, not big, but a lot of thoughts, little monk, you are so insincere, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a Buddha. Hu Xiancao said jokingly, that woman doesn't want other people's praise, even if it's just a child, Tong Yanzhi said bad things are Mowgli, and what good words should be.

"Everything in the world has Buddha nature, just to become a Buddha and become a Buddha, the Buddha will not cross you, the master said that no matter how much Amitabha Buddha said in his mouth, he couldn't say what he thought in his heart was a saying,"

I thought that the Buddha in the mouth of the monks should be boring and revered, but the Buddha in the heart is everywhere, very ordinary, and there are even many disrespectful words, but if you think about it, it is the real great wisdom.

In the middle of the night, everyone slept, only Lu Yuan got up and walked slowly, looking for the sound and leaving, seeing the thin back waving his arms over and over again, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, but the echo of falling on the mountain stream was strikingly similar.

"It's a loss that you have a dragon's tongue in your hand, otherwise I don't know how many swords you have to practice. ”

Su Wen turned around when he heard the sound, the dragon tongue in his hand came out again, and he shook his already drowsy head with a dejected face, he couldn't figure it out, so he could only try again and again, from one hand to two hands, in exchange for only two cracks.

"Master, am I splitting the mountain, or is the mountain splitting me? ”

Lu Yuan didn't respond, he stretched out his hand to probe, and the dragon's tongue entered his hand, but he didn't find the rock wall, but went to a stream, there was no luck, no moves, it was everything at hand, the sword blade broke into the stream from top to bottom, I thought it would be a mountain stream that exploded, and a wide gap crossed it, but Su Wen watched in astonishment as the blade of the sword slipped calmly through the water, and there was not even a trace of ripples, only when he leaned over to look at it, he found that the pebbles of a fist in the water were divided into two.

"Holding a sword is not by brute force, but by skill, just like a quicksand, the tighter you grasp, the faster it will be lost. ”

Su Wen took the sword in disbelief, and looked at the weak stream, which was naturally not worth mentioning compared to the hundred patterns, the sword blade rose and fell suddenly, and the splash of water startled, and the stream did not seem to be deep, but there was also half a zhang of water, the dragon's tongue blade was no more than seven inches long, and Lu Xing only entered the water with the sword edge, how to get the bottom stone of the stream.

Lu Xing took the dragon's tongue and split it again, this time Su Wen saw it clearly, although it was a horizontal split, but the sword blade was almost integrated with the stream, and there was no wave in the water It seemed to be stationary, but it crossed an arc under the water, it was the stream that the sword blade squeezed into a column, and the water column crossed the bottom of the stream, dividing the pebbles along the road into two, and the water surface still did not roll up the slightest wave, and it was not magical to be still and moving.

"Whoever comes up will split the mountain, and the persimmons will be soft and pinched! The tinkling noise is so loud that I can't sleep. Lu Xing threw the dragon tongue back, scolded and turned away, seemingly complaining, but in fact, he pushed the other party on the right path without showing a trace.

Su Wen caught the sword, looked at the stream that shimmered in the moonlight, his expression was thoughtful, and after a long time, a sword slashed down, the water splashed monstrously, and a shallow imprint was barely reflected at the bottom of the stream.