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In the face of life and death, indomitable and without attachment, this is the feeling that this sword breath brings to Xu Lin.

For life and death, who can really let go, but this sword breath has done it, or the person who wrote this word has done it, Xu Lin can't help but begin to admire in his heart, admiring this kind of freedom and pride.

"People who specialize in a sword are very proud. This is the comment of the Bloodstained Daoist, although Xu Lin has a great hatred for this person, but some correct information, Xu Lin can still accept, such as this comment. And at this time, seeing this sword mark, I can feel that this is correct, what kind of pride should a person who doesn't even care about life and death be, Xu Lin raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered: "Can you do it?"

Perhaps because the encounter just now exhausted all Xu Lin's strength, or because of his obsession with the word "yellow", Xu Lin walked directly below the porch, did not take another step, and actually sat on the ground, looking at the word intently, and experiencing the sword breath.

At sunset and dusk, Xu Lin's eyes were bloodshot, he struggled to stand up, took one last look at the word "yellow", and set foot on the way home. Along the way, this mood is undulating, but it's as simple as that? Xu Lin thought helplessly, maybe it's because he doesn't know anything about kendo? Or is the artistic conception of kendo too far-reaching, Xu Lin watched it for a day, and only saw the aura of kendo that he understood before, and what kind of relationship does this aura have with the path up the mountain, he couldn't even realize it, which made Xu Lin a little incomprehensible and a little lost.

Looking up at the sky full of burning clouds, and looking at the scenery on both sides along the way, suddenly, Xu Lin stopped his pace, but looked at a certain place intently. Following Xu Lin's gaze, I don't know when, on this path, a praying mantis is chasing a locust that has fled into the wilderness, and when the mantis waved its blade-like arm and grabbed the locust, it seemed to feel Xu Lin's gaze, the mantis tilted its head slightly, opened its wings, and then leaped, it flew into the grass, and no trace of it was gone, leaving only Xu Lin, who was frowning, still quietly thinking about something.

"Survival is also instinct, no matter how big or small life is, there will be a yearning for life and a fear of death, this locust is like this, how can people be worthy?"

Xu Lin, who suddenly had a smile on his face, broke a branch casually, and then held the branch in his hand and waved it from top to bottom, and a wind sound suddenly rose, remembering that word, Xu Lin threw away the branch, perhaps because he failed to take the second step, the connection between this sword breath and the ladder was only at this time to think through. In just one step, Xu Lin felt the weight like a thousand catties, so what about this second step, is there a change again, and this change should be the change of this sword breath.

If you really want to investigate life and death, it is in this second step, the first step is to deter and tell you about the danger of this road, and the second step is the real meaning. Xu Lin is afraid of the danger of the second step because of the first step, so the truth is not to think of, sometimes courage is also an indispensable condition to the other side, as the so-called reading thousands of books, it is better to travel thousands of miles to the benefit, rather than in that fantasy, it is better to muster up the courage to try again, figure out the joints of this, Xu Lin's pace has become much brisker at this time, this Kunlun still has a lot of doorways.

Back to the residence, the food box at the door was placed there as usual, Xu Lin took it to the house, accompanied by the moonlight, silently finished the meal, and walked to the yard, the flowers and plants transplanted in the flower bed seemed to have survived and not withered, Xu Lin nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the corner of the courtyard, the donkey was snorting at this time, and had already fallen asleep. Xu Lin looked up at the starry night sky, breathing in the fresh air of the mountains, it seemed that such a comfortable life was also good.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Lin got up early, led the donkey for a walk, and then continued his painting on the big boulder on the edge of the cliff, the white paper was full of strange lines, and the white paper in Xu Lin's hand was also repeating. In his heart, Xu Lin had a strange feeling, it seemed that the big array on Lianxia Peak was becoming more and more familiar, this should be attributed to his daily homework, it seemed that this was effective, so he continued.

At noon, Xu Lin picked up the blank paper, and then simply had lunch, and then stepped on the path again, cheering for himself in his heart, he must take this second step today.

Finally arrived in front of the porch engraved with the word "yellow", Xu Lin looked up at the word on it, his chest rose and fell a few times, he took a deep breath, and then took a step, just like before, a heavy pressure suddenly appeared on his body. Xu Lin gritted his teeth, his body was under the weight of this mountain, his forehead was tense, and his face was red, Xu Lin shouted angrily, and he was about to take the second step. But at this moment, Xu Lin, who was on the ground with one foot, finally couldn't support it, and fell the stone steps like a stone, and suddenly fainted.

Before passing out, a voice gradually echoed in Xu Lin's consciousness, and this voice also made Xu Lin smile bitterly.

"Shenma theory is all floating clouds!"

I don't know how long it took, Xu Lin, who was gradually becoming conscious, only felt pain all over his body, opened his eyelids, and wanted to see the porch hanging above his head, as well as the still proud "yellow" word, but he couldn't see it. For a moment, Xu Lin wanted to scold, but then he calmed down, but it made Xu Lin cry and laugh, how to get up?

Xu Lin was like a smashed toad at this time, climbing on the stone steps, still with an incalculable weight all over his body, how heavy Xu Lin didn't know, but he knew that he couldn't move, so he could only lie on his stomach, fortunately there were no major injuries, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Lin, who couldn't think of a way, leaned his head on the cold stone steps, how uncomfortable it felt was, the pain around his body hurt as much as he wanted, and there was a tendency to get worse all the time. Of course, Xu Lin can also escape from such an embarrassing situation immediately, that is, using the blood shadow ghost body of "Blood God Son", but the consequences of doing so, Xu Lin is also unacceptable, this is actually a dilemma.

At this time, Xu Lin tried his best to calm himself down, and recalled the feeling of seeing this "yellow" character before, was it indomitable? Is it to investigate life and death? If he can feel the sword intent in it, he should be able to get out of trouble; this is another estimate and a theory, but once this belief is established, it will be like an iron needle, deeply rooted in Xu Lin's heart, unshakable.

But right now, like a toad, how to comprehend that word, the so-called comprehension is to move the heart and body, that is, to understand in the heart, in the actual verification, and then to understand it. By the way, there is also the artistic conception, this "yellow letter" is engraved high on the porch, giving people the feeling that it is not the artistic conception, as long as the mind arrives, it seems that it should also be able to let yourself retreat, since it can only be so, then do it!

To move forward, the first thing is to investigate life and death, only by investigating life and death, can we move forward, without worry, without nostalgia, at the moment of life and death, to taste the pleasure of that moment, this is the artistic conception of the sword to express, but Xu Lin thought about it, this seems to be only the surface meaning, is he from the perspective of a scholar to see the literal meaning, there is some suspicion of chewing the words, but what if it is the sword maker himself?

"The sword, take it straight, stab like lightning, close like thunder, what you want is fast, it pierces people's hearts. The sword maker, the heart should be single, only the sword, only the straight of the sword body, without any other trajectory, a sword stabbed out, people move with the sword, the sword goes with the heart, it is for unity. ”

This sudden sound made Xu Lin suddenly stunned. This is not Xu Lin's voice, and even the voice just now is not under Xu Lin's control, so it echoes in his mind. What about the owner of this voice? Xu Lin wanted to touch his changed face, and the corners of his mouth smiled, and suddenly it occurred to him that the blood demon of the previous generation seemed to be a sword-wielding person, and he was also the second person to use a magic weapon among the blood demons of the past generations, so what about the first person? It was the person who completed the mutilated "Blood God Son", and he was also known as the most powerful one among the blood demons in the past generations.

As for why, in the later inheritance, there was no one to use the magic weapon in each generation of blood demons, this could only be a mystery to Xu Lin. Because of the one who is integrated with himself, all his memories are just fragments, and the memory is in the depths of Xu Lin's memory, and when he can use it, when it is like this, he is not controlled by Xu Lin.

Xu Lin was thinking about the words that suddenly came to his mind, and at this time, the voice suddenly rose again, but the tone was full of contempt.

"People who use swords like this are stupid!"

Xu Lin couldn't help but want to laugh a little, and at the same time, he didn't understand that the principles of those sword makers he talked about before seemed to be very recognized by himself, wasn't this the case with sword cultivation?

"Man is the soul of all things, life is the Venerable of the world, the utensils are used by man, the method chosen by the sword cultivation is inappropriate, the sword should be used by people, where the human heart goes, the sword will go with the heart, no matter the straight, whatever you want, if there is a block, it will be broken, and power is the true truth of this world.

Xu Lin's face was pressed against the cold stone steps, thinking back to the truth that the voice said just now, it seemed that he had figured out something, since this is the case, first Shun, and then break. If you have realized the true meaning of the word "yellow", then all that remains is to understand, to understand the artistic conception in person, and then you can break the shackles that bind you at this time, so how to understand this life and death? This is the biggest problem.

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