The ancient sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been cast for thousands of years.

The white light is the sun and the moon, and the purple gas is a bullfight.

Some guests borrow a look, and love is not daring to ask.

In the clear jade box, the autumn water does not flow.

The treasure has a nature, and the essence is incomparable.

It can be folded inch by inch, and can not be soft around the fingers.

May the heart of the man be straightened quickly, and the head of the minister will be cut off.

Unwilling to revenge small grievances, stabbing personal vendetta in the middle of the night.

Advise the monarch to be cautious, and not be ashamed.

Bai Juyi's poem "Li Duwei's Ancient Sword" told the world what a "sword" is. Years of forging swords, just for the time when the cold light came out of the sheath.

"What do you say, what is a sword?" A green shirt that has not changed for thousands of years, a high bun, a lonely and lonely figure, standing on the cliff, the sky behind him is full of dusk and yellow clouds, ignoring the roar from afar, calmly looking at the young man opposite and asking.

The young man on the opposite side was dressed in tatters, and his whole body was covered with bruises, but his eyes were as calm as water, and he lowered his head to play with a black sword of great length in his hand, and replied without raising his head: "The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the holy product of the ancients, extremely noble, and worshiped by people and gods." The way of preaching has a long history, its momentum is like the wind, its stillness is like water, light and agile, and the charm is expressive. ”

"You're wrong. The man in the green shirt sighed, and in his two eyes, there was a rare hint of heaviness, as if telling the vicissitudes of a hundred years, "Xiao Siyi, your mind has been deeply constrained by the world, and you have completely misinterpreted the meaning of the sword, since you have decided to embark on the path of sword cultivation, then when you choose this 'cruel feeling', you must understand the meaning of the sword, otherwise, you will stop in your life." ”

"Oh, then tell me, what is a sword?" Si Yi raised his head curiously and stuck the long sword in his hand into the soil.

The man in the green shirt turned his back and looked at the dim colors of the sky in the distance, and said leisurely: "What is a sword? ”

After that, he came to Siyi, picked up the long sword, stroked the sword body for a long time, and suddenly the sword flower was pulled, and then danced on the spot. "The road of the sword must not be afraid of difficulties, not afraid of hardship, like proud snow and lonely pine, and like the wind and grass. Facing difficulties, we must not avoid them, nor should we be afraid of them. Remember, it's better to do an inch than to go around your fingers. ”

Yes, "I'd rather do an inch of folding, not a soft finger." Chu Xunyu's heart was open at this time, and there was only infinite battle intent in his eyes, what kind of feeling was that?

"How many more do you have? Chu Xunyu's face was covered with blood, and the excitement in his eyes was undisguised, and he just looked straight at the hundred-footed person. Mu Yuan, who was watching, frowned, for fear that his demons would rise at this time.

The hundred-legged man on the opposite side was already in deep shock at this moment, such a look, such a fighting spirit, even if he had survived for thousands of years and read countless people, he couldn't help but be surprised. That kind of look, there was no pretentiousness, there was no concern about his own poisoning and death, and there was no ordinary monk's expression of demon-destroying and righteous indignation, it was just a kind of fanaticism, a kind of fanaticism for battle.

The long sword was drawn, and the bell on the sword guard rang clearly. "I'm coming. Chu Xunyu said these three words softly in a tone that seemed to be expectant. After speaking, his figure flashed, and he threw himself in front of the hundred-legged man.

The hundred-legged man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly flashed his body again, and countless strange hands broke out of his body, turned into a spirit snake in the sky, and faced Chu Xunyu.

The two chased each other, attacked each other, and dodged each other in this small hole. The demonic aura on the hundred-legged man's body was vertical and horizontal, and he couldn't get through it, and in a purple-black air mass, countless strange hands flickered and shortened, shattering countless hard stones and bringing up bursts of dust.

Chu Xunyu is not afraid of death, the long sword turned into a Dao sword shadow at this time, opening and closing, if Gao Wei is here, he will definitely be surprised, because this feeling seems to be not a sword, but a sword all the way. "I'd rather do an inch, not around the fingers" Chu Xunyu recited silently in his heart, and his body ran to the extreme, and his figure went up and down, but he never retreated, no matter how many strange hands with sharp nails came at him, he had to cut them off.

Every time a strange hand is cut off, blood will inevitably splash, Chu Xunyu's body passes through the blood curtain again and again, but his eyes become more excited, and every time he is stained with red shirts, he can make his heart even more warlike.

There are more and more severed hands on the ground, and the hundred-legged man himself in the demonic aura is also becoming more and more frightened, he can't believe his eyes, he has hit the young man in front of him countless times, but he has never taken a step back. Although the body heals quickly, it is a practice that consumes the spiritual energy in the body, and ordinary people have long avoided the edge and chose to outwit. But this young man did not dodge or hide, and let his own blows, that is, in order to cut off one of his siblings.

Finally, after Chu Xunyu couldn't remember how many hands he had cut off, the hundred-legged man's own offensive became slower and slower, claiming to be born with a hundred hands, but he couldn't resist such an irrational attack by this crazy sword monk.

Finding a gap, Chu Xunyu's figure stepped on a few steps in a row, not fighting the long hand in front of him, but suddenly appeared behind the hundred-legged man's head. In this way, it appeared without warning, without using both hands, just holding the sword in one hand, inserting it with his backhand at will, and the bell sounded......

The long sword broke through the thinning body protection demonic energy of the hundred-legged man without hindrance, ruthlessly inserted it from the back of the hundred-legged man's neck, and in an oblique direction, it came out of the chest and nailed the hundred-legged man upside down to the ground.

"It's over. Chu Xunyu looked at the ground calmly.

"Ahem......" A mouthful of blood spilled, and the hundred-legged man lay on the ground, snorted for a long time, and said in a cold voice: "Crazy young man, tell me, your name." ”

"Sword cultivation, Chu Xunyu. ”

"Well, well, I remember your name, and I will remember you many years after you are gone. There was a look of absolute determination in the eyes of the hundred-legged man. Suddenly, there was a bloodless lip, and with a "wow", a huge head came out, and then countless horizontal branches of the body also came out, and the huge wave of qi opened Chu Xunyu beside him, forcing Mu Yuan on the side, and finally revealed the body.

The cave was originally narrow, and the hundred-footed people who had cultivated for thousands of years, after the real body appeared, were tens of meters long, and suddenly broke through the walls in the stone cave. Chu Xunyu and Mu Yuan hurriedly flew into the air, and at this time, it was already night. Under the moonlight, the two of them could see the appearance of the monster under their feet clearly. The body is dark red, with sharp scales and hard armor, and the two antennae on the head are shaking back and forth, like a steel whip, whipping on the surrounding broken walls, and the thick fangs, with bursts of fishy smell, open and close.

Chu Xunyu sneered and said, "This is the body of this monster, it's really ugly by nature." ”

"It doesn't matter to you. Mu Yuan asked with concern, "Its poisonous ......"

"At most, I can suppress it for half an hour. ”

"Leave it to me. "Mu Yuan Zhengse took a step forward in the void, and he had to relay.

"Wait. Chu Xunyu shook his long sword and said excitedly: "Half an hour is enough for me to dismantle him." ”

The top of the hill collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust that could be seen from afar. Wangchen found out and rushed over with the girl and caught up with Mu Yuan. Under the night sky, looking at the scene under his feet with a smile, Wangchen smiled faintly: "This monster is so ugly." ”

The hundred-legged man on the ground was exposed at this time, but his mind was still there, and he suddenly found that there were two more people on his head, one was naturally an acquaintance, that is, the pheasant girl who had let go of a way to live, and the other man in white was very raw, but his eyes were calm and unfathomable. Xiu Wei can't see through it at all, and it seems that today is a catastrophe.

The huge mouth opened and said fiercely: "Back then, somehow, I suddenly had a good heart and spared your life, but I don't want to do it today, I actually swallowed the bitter fruit I planted back then, I really regret that I shouldn't have done it at the beginning." ”

The girl had a resentful expression on her face at this time, and asked, "What about the others?"

"Others?hahahaha......" A wild laugh came from the giant mouth, "It's been in my belly for a long time." ”

Although she knew that this result was inevitable, she really heard it with her own ears, and the girl still couldn't bear this blow, and collapsed at once, if it weren't for Wangchen supporting her with great mana, she would have already fallen into the dust, and her expression of disgrace was revealed.

When the hundred-footed man saw Wangchen appear, he already knew that he was in a catastrophe, so he stared at Chu Xunyu fiercely and said: "Chu Xunyu, today I know that I will die, and I will not escape, right in front of you, do you dare to fight with me again?"

Chu Xunyu laughed, untied the bun on his head, let the hair fall on his shoulders, slashed the long sword in the air, and shouted: "Okay, I also have this intention, see how I can remove your hard armor." ”

"What an arrogant tone, today, even if I die, I will drag you into the Nine Hells and make you never at peace. ”

"You are a hundred-legged person, a demon incarnation, and a human body, indicating that you have always wanted to be a real person, although you behave disgracefully, but now at this moment, there is an extra human attitude, that is, courage, fearless courage, knowing that today is in the catastrophe, but also to fight with your life, such courage, you are one step closer to the human body. Slowly falling to the ground, staring at the fierce aura exposed in the huge eyes of the centipede in front of him, Chu Xunyu's eyes showed some more appreciation.

The hundred-legged man showed his true body at this time, stood tall, danced with his teeth open, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I really want to turn into a human body all my life, but the suffering of the world, the sorrow of the world, the day I turned into a human form, I understood this truth." Today we fight bravely and ruthlessly, but also my incarnate human destiny, I have no complaints, but I am unwilling to die, that day I was kind to the act, let go of others, today but bring me a catastrophe, I do not accept, people often say, God rewards kindness, my good deeds, why bring death? So even if I die tonight, I will not die with you, I will not obey the destiny of heaven. ”

"If you don't accept it, then I'll tell you what it means to punish the wicked as you wish. The long sword shook, the bell rang again, and the emaciated figure rose straight up and jumped over......