"It's back. ”

Su Dao Chang said a nonsense, took a sip of wine, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"It's too easy, it's not interesting. ”

Daoist Fang sat down opposite him and poured himself up, his face was extremely calm.

"Blow again, blow your cowhide, whose heart is pounding, whose heart is happy, is it me? or you?" Fang Yin took a sip of wine, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Boss, boss, you are the roundworm in my stomach! But it scared me to death hahahahaha

Victory! Victory! Victory!

"Where?"

"On the hilt of the sword. ”

The name of this thing laughs. ”

"Anyway, I've been tricked too, haha!"

"If it's small, it's invisible, and if it's small, it's pervasive. Boy, if you can exert your internal strength and drive yourself externally, this competition should be invincible, but it's a pity, it's a pity. Su Dao Chang looked at the sky and muttered to himself, as if he remembered the old man again. Fang Yin laughed, took out a porcelain bottle and a tin pot in his arms, and put them on the table: "It's a pity that I can't do it, I can only use tricks, but it's a pity that I can't use it again tomorrow, hey!"

"The avenue is three thousand, the chaos is broken, it is easy to use, just use it, whatever he does!"

"Haha, high, high! Boy teachable, teachable!"

"The prestige has been established, and the next level is to chill its courage. ”

"Yes, yes, you told me to plant a seed in your opponent's heart, and that is—"

"What really makes a person panic is not the shadow of swords and swords, nor the hidden weapons of fists and feet, but things that cannot be seen or touched. No matter how small the smile is, it is also tangible and qualitative, and you can only get more opportunities and greater chances of winning by awakening the invisible fear that is buried deep in a person's heart. ”

"I understand, I'll go to chill him tomorrow! But it's not another unlucky ghost haha!"

"How many more?"

"One game today, two games tomorrow, and after three more levels, I'll kill him!"

"Xu is three levels, Xu is five levels, just ask how short life is, then one level after another!"

Daoist Fang was talking about high spirits, but the chief of the Su Daoist suddenly became excited, got up and walked away.

"Boss, boss, I have something to say!"

Still gone.

This person's strange temper is really an anomaly, but Daoist Fang has long been surprised, and when he saw him walking away, he poured himself a drink. It is gratifying and congratulatory, with a deep aftertaste, just like the purple bright and tasteless fruit wine in the cup, but it has a long aftertaste, and Fang Daoist has gradually fallen in love with this taste, and he feels that it is very beautiful.

Right and wrong blink an eye, and success or failure turns empty.

I vaguely remember that night, and the moon that night seemed to be very round.

August 15. Eyeball.

"Fu Yi, the Mid-Autumn Festival Divine Moon, the sky is refreshing. The red light is opened, and the fairy prostitute is happy. Chang'e dances, and the dragon faces the moon. The kamikaze inspires, and the incense blows the dust. The purple mist spits out the light, and the sky is covered with sunset. The three scenes shine together, and the heavens are bright. The rivers and seas are silent, and the mountains hide smoke. The dragon was enthusiastic. Man and God rejoice, and life and death are at rest. Whoever worships the moon god has to ...... for many years" on the stage, a white-haired and wrinkled old Taoist chanted loudly, the words are correct and round, and the demeanor is thoughtful, sometimes dancing with steps, and he is also meticulous and has a great style.

This person's surname is Wen, his name is Wen Gongli, one of the elders of the Shangqing Dynasty, he often lives in Erzhifeng, and is known for his knowledge of etiquette and conformism. Back then, it was Elder Wen who was the first to come out to greet Boss Fang at the meeting, and he tried to actively oppose Boss Fang joining Shangqing to become a famous Taoist priest, but he couldn't turn back for a long time, why should he think about the east and the west? Looking at the old and vague face silently, Fang Yin still couldn't help but think of the past.

The name of the text is to worship the moon, and the time is in the daytime.

Gao Daoist stood behind Daoist Fang with his head down, just wanting to pierce him with a sword and then use the sword to pick out his heart, liver and intestines, and see what color it was! Since he was bitter and hateful, he hated him to the bone, and Gao Daoist did kill him and bury his heart! But he didn't sleep all night, Gao Daoist thought a lot, and Gao Daoist also understood a lot, and Gao Daoist knew that he couldn't do that, because he knew that the consequences would be very serious, so he still had to endure the matter of revenge.

A gentleman's revenge, three years is not too late!

The high Taoist priest told himself over and over again that this was a vow that would be fulfilled.

This is this matter, or those people, yesterday's competition was a victory and a defeat, a few joys and a few sorrows, but it was also clearly written on the face - except for people like Yuan Shi who had no heart and no lungs. Yuan Shi chuckled in a low voice: "Niu Daoyou, Niu Daoyou, the majestic and domineering black wind elbow haha, look at the trick!" Saying that, he sent it diagonally by an elbow, Zhao Ben sighed, and said with a bitter face: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, Lao Hu is looking at you!" The two bull's eyes glared at him, and Hu Feifei was angry again: "Mom-"

In a bad mood, in a bad mood, except for Niu Dazhi, who won the yin trick for a while, all the generals under Lu Daochang were all out of the first round. Lu Daochang's expression was uncertain, and the apprentices were not happy, but the most angry and breathless was still the clever and high Taoist priest - two bardo moves, one will become a donkey's tail, last time it was a black elbow, and this time it is even worse?

The penultimate is decided!

The high Taoist priest quietly touched his waist again, and slowly and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

This revenge is not revenge, it is not a gentleman! Villain! You villain!

After the ceremony, it was another lottery.

Purple box purple sticks, blue box green sticks, divided into two, forty twenty.

One, two, three, four.

Fang Yin went up the ninth and drew eleven.

Signed as the green eleven, and the purple eleven.

Who is it?

"It's not about ambition. Daoist Fang thought.

Niu Dazhi came to power, and it was a green box.

"Green box, green box, green box is good, it's not Fang Yin. The rest of the Taoist priests thought.

After yesterday's battle, there is a saying among the disciples of Shangqing, that is-

Demons pass on people, avoid them.

Yes, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and there are no eternal secrets in the world, some people understand, some people don't understand, some people already know it in their hearts, some people still guess it, at this moment, all the Taoist priests more or less know, Fang Yin Fang Taoist is not only the apprentice of Wuzifeng Lu Daochang, but also has a great relationship with the mysterious figure of Baicao Peak!

Mysterious!

Mysterious things always make people have no roots in their hearts, so they don't know the details, so they don't know how to deal with them.

And when the heart is not settled, it will panic and be inexplicably frightened.

At that time, the weather was good, and another round began.

"Let's go. ”

On the stage, the cold light flashed and the sword shadow was horizontal, the wind roared happily and roared, and sometimes the two swords staggered and sounded, and its sound was crisp and pleasant. Countless days and nights of hard work will eventually compose a magnificent movement, which will be played here, played, played, a pair, a pair, a pair, the internal force has depth, the swordsmanship has high and low, but the vigorous vigor and vigorous fighting spirit, as well as the heart that does not admit defeat, are all the same, the same.

Fang Yin was watching, Fang Yin was thinking.

I have to admit that the skills of everyone on the stage are more than a step higher than their own, and the swordsmanship of everyone on the stage is deeper than their own dense and rigorous cultivation. Fang Yin knew that this was the truth. But what Fang Yin was thinking about was not these, Fang Yin was looking at the same door on the stage in a novel way, that big question once again came to the bottom of his heart, because of the entanglement that troubled Fang Yin, Fang Yin's eyes were dazed, and he seemed to have forgotten everything around him.

The way of the sword is humane, sure enough! The same set of swordsmanship, each person will come out but different, or powerful, or light, or dense, or open and close and move forward, or the water is long and dense, and the forests and forests are all kinds of things. So, is this the superiority or disadvantage of swordsmanship or the comparison of people? Yes, human character flows from the sword path and sword style, and character determines fate, so what is the relationship between people, swords, and fate?

That little bit of inspiration floated in my mind again, flickering, flickering.

Fang Yin still couldn't figure it out, because it was an esoteric question.

This question was asked by the chief of the Su Dao, Fang Yin didn't understand, and he couldn't answer it, so he asked back and got a word-

Realize.

Talking lightly, how to attain enlightenment? Asked again, but Su Dao Chang didn't understand, just smiled and said, I don't know, I don't ask, if you realize, the sword has a way. I still don't know, anyway, I just don't know, I don't know how many times I think about it, I only understand one thing: seeing is also practicing, thinking is also practicing, people, or watching and thinking more, sword, it's best to practice while understanding, as for life, or leave it to the sky! Isn't it nonsense! The three still can't be connected, or don't understand and don't understand! What is life? What is Tao? What is a person? What is a sword? It seems that I don't understand it at all, enlightenment is still empty, where is there still a little bit of understanding, I don't understand! It really doesn't work!

"Fang Yin—"

"Fang Yin?"

"Fang Yin!"

stumbled suddenly, but someone behind him pushed him: "It's your turn!"

Daoist Fang turned his head in amazement, but saw Daoist Gao nodding and smiling, his face friendly and his eyes showing encouragement!

"Oh. Daoist Fang didn't know why, but he didn't have time to think deeply, so he had to go on stage. Jiang Laodao was comfortable on the stage, but in front of him was a strange brother. This person has a dignified appearance, a resolute complexion, and a body like a javelin, first straight and straight! I don't know his person, but I look at his momentum first, and this calm momentum alone can be seen that his general ability is not easy to deal with: "I am two fingers of the peak Lu Ping, self-proclaimed wind and thunder sword, please give more advice to Taoist friends." Fang Yin generally stood up, and said casually: "I am Fang Yin, nicknamed East and West Double Swords, uh, that's all." ”

But I don't know who killed the deer? But who is panicked?

-- Begin.

It's easy to say, but like this, but like yesterday, it's still extremely nervous!