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Chapter 7:I’ll teach you
“How do you feel when you kill someone for the first time or kill an animal alone that you may not be able to kill with one blow?”
Gu LiRen like this kind of dialogue very much.
Because Wang Jingmeng is very calm.
Be calm, and the conversation will seem relaxed.
“You are sophisticated, almost everyone gets nervous in danger, and there are very few people who can be as calm as you are.”
“Scared and nervous, but I thought everyone would be like me, the more scared and nervous, the more meticulous, the more unable to make mistakes.”Wang looked at him and said, “it will be natural after a few more times.”
Gu LiRen picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, and then he gave one to Wang Jingmeng.
Wang Jingmeng guessed what he wanted to do, thinking that he would come into contact with a world that he had previously thought did not exist at all, and he became really nervous.
And then, as he said, he was naturally focused.
Gu LiRen’s chopsticks moved.
Without hesitation, almost intuitively, he handed out his chopsticks.
Gu LiRen’s chopsticks suddenly turned into a graceful arc. Wang’s pupils contracted violently. He was shocked. Indeed, this was the world he had never touched. The chopsticks were straight, but when they were thrust toward his body,but this chopstick is somehow curved, like a full moon.
However, he clearly knew that the chopsticks could not bend.
When a crescent moon falls, where can it be hit to stop it from moving forward, and to change its trajectory?
He found it difficult.
But following his heart, the chopsticks in his hand slightly changed direction, toward this arc of the widest place to stab.
Gu away from the fingers of the micro-movement, the moon disappeared, into a canopy of spring rain.
What filled his eyes with amazement again was that Wang Jingmeng’s chopsticks had changed. The chopsticks pointed through the spring rain and stabbed at his wrist.
There was a light crack.
Wang Jingmeng broke his chopsticks in his hand.
Chopsticks broken, split into dozens of silk strands.
The sound of Wang Jingmeng rose.
Instead of looking at the strangely flowered chopsticks in his hand, he looked into Gu’s eyes as bright as stars.
Gu LiRen smiled.
He has seen a lot of incredible things in his spiritual practice so far, but nothing has surprised and surprised him more than the way he is coping with the young man he has seen today.
Wang Jingmeng took his two swords.
In fact, this third sword he felt Wang Jingmeng also can catch, but the teenager is eager to find the answer, do not want to seriously try again just.
“What one sees and touches in what one thinks is the real world comes from one’s eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and fixed edification from the outside world.”Gu LiRen seriously looked at his eyes, slowly reached for a point is falling dead leaf,” for example, you see this leaf, it is yellow and fragile, lifeless.It’s just that its color is just a reflection of some light in your eyes that eventually forms a picture, and in some animal eyes it may be black and white.As for its weight, it is also relative to your cognition, your strength, all sorts of things, and if it were in the upward wind, it would be lighter, and if it would crush the invisible mountains, it would be extremely heavy, just to change what it has.
Avoid your senses, and you will not feel that it has changed.
But in fact, no matter what the outside world to you caused by any sensory fallacy influence, the outside world all these things have their own origin and true, not subject to your judgment change.
Any sword will, any move, must arrive at this most real invariable place.”
Wang Jingmeng frowned deeply. He understood it a little, but it was a little vague.
“It’s hard.”He couldn’t help saying.
“It’s just the beginning,” he said. “slowly you’ll see.”
Gu LiRen smiled and said, “I’ll teach you.”
A green mountain in the northwest.
Bashan’s night rain is beautiful, but the mountain path is steep, over the past hundred years, have the mood to stay thousands of miles to Bashan inns in the mountains, watching the night rain hit banana tourists, but very few.
Popularity, some people have Qi.
It can be singer or anger.
Lin ZiSan is angry right now.
In such a town hidden in the mountains, the tavern is full, and even the hostels are covered, but even the wine shop is full, and even the hot food can’t be eaten, so it is hard to avoid dryness.
The descendant of the White Ape Sword, at the age of 13, realized the genius of practicing the spiritual ape sword sutra. Like a hunter on the hill, would he have gone to build a canopy, chase a rabbit, and then make a fire to roast a rabbit to eat?
There is no wine can only look at the mountains to see the rain, but no seat without wine can only be soaked in the rain is no good.
The mirror lake sword meeting,Bashan sword field was winner already known all over the world, only the Bashan sword field opens the mountain gate to receive disciples, that rumour is stronger than Yu Zuochi Gu LiRen to receive the disciple, that is also his such young talented person thing, and some crooked melon split jujube also has anything to do with?
Watching the man alone occupy the best table by the window, the fat woman who drank by himself, he could not get angry at all.
The fat woman wore not only a very fancy dress, but also a dark yellow dress and a bright red dress. Even a sword leaning against her desk was very fancy. The scabbard was made of loose stone and silver, and the hilt was made of white jade inlaid with various kinds of shellfish flakes, and the scabbard was made of loose stone and silver, and the hilt was made of white jade inlaid with various kinds of shellfish.Colorful, not like the sword used in combat, but rather like hanging from the wall only to watch the appreciation of the vessel.
In addition to these do not look like swordsman’s costume, the most displeasing to him is the woman’s eating manner.
Whether drinking or eating, the woman was dripping with soup and spilled all over the table and on her clothes.
It was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to pinch the hilt of a sword with the glowing greasy of her hands after she tore a broiler directly with her hand in her hand, and it was very difficult for him to imagine what it would look like if she held the hilt in her hand.
He could not get used to it, and could not help it, but someone could not help it before he did.
A teenager in a black brocade arrived a moment later and had just asked the shopkeeper about the obese woman who had occupied the spot alone for half an hour and was not allowed to sit at her desk.
“You came to Bashan to join the Sword Club and wanted to be a disciple of the Bashan Sword Field?”the young man in black brocade went straight to the fat woman and sneered.
The fat woman raised her head and grinned, with a shredded chicken hanging between her teeth.
Black brocade clothing youth face is cold as water, way: “eat phase too ugly.”
“the Wei people?”
The fat woman smiled more brightly, and some hot oil slid down the corners of her mouth, causing the black-clothed teenager to frown and look away from her face.
“Instead of trying to become disciples of Yunshui Palace, the Wei people came here to Bashan?”
Fat woman is staring at his face is full of disgust, provocation: “is not ashamed of?”
This sentence did not annoy the young man in black. Within five hundred miles of this time, there were many talented young men who had come from all over the country to repair their swords in Bashan.
The young man in black slowly lifted the sword. From the moment he carried it, the sneer on his face quickly disappeared and turned into a solemn one.
His sword is not long, it is always covered by his sleeve.
It was not until then that the people around him could see his sword.
Looking at the fine scales on the short black scabbard, half of the people in the shop recognized it.
“I wonder who it is.”
The fat woman, disdainful, did not touch the sword and stood up with the bone of the chicken leg that had not been gnawed clean in her hand. “it turns out that the disciple of Ying Guan, having learned the fur of the Hydra Sword Sutra, deserves to come here, too?”
Her remark was even more arrogant.
The young man in black had intended to wait for the woman and himself to go outside, but hearing such a remark, he could no longer bear it any longer. With a faint clanging sound, his sword was out of its sheath.
A sword light like a snake out of the hole, but only just lit up.
Before most people could see what was going on, the teenager in black had flown out, smashed a shop door and landed in the muddy rain outside.
The fat woman held out her hand, still disdainful. Half of the chicken in her hand was broken, and the other half was inserted in the chest of the black-clothed teenager.