Chapter 161 Re-understanding the Bodhi Sword

"Yan Song, I'm helping you talk, but why are you helping him talk?" Elder Haiyue was involved in the world, and naturally could recognize Yan Song's tone. At this moment, she shook her head and said with some disappointment, "In this case, I made it clear that half a year ago, the dean's martial soul was swallowed up by you, right?" Seeing that Yan Song was shocked, the ruffian dean was panicked and wanted to defend, but Haiyue continued to say, "He had a martial soul before, so he didn't focus on the mythical beast martial soul. He only had the idea of playing the mythical beast martial soul for half a year! It usually takes three or five months, some even a year, for a mysterious scholar to integrate an ordinary martial soul, not to mention the martial soul of mythical beasts!"

Yan Song's face was a little cold, and he suddenly smiled: "He is the dean. As the first person in Panlong Sword Academy, he should use the martial soul first!" Although the teenager wanted to use all available ways to get the martial soul of the mythical beast, now he obviously felt that Elder Haiyue's words became more and more ridiculous, so he retorted. Elder Haiyue was a little angry and couldn't help saying angrily, "But you are also a student of Jianyuan!" You are also eligible to participate in the comparison, and no one can deprive anyone of this right!"

"But the current situation is," Yan Song simply risked. Since Elder Haiyue's words are open, there is no need for him to always cater to the other party from beginning to end. "I don't accept this dead wood bead. Whether to deal with Long Ruoxi has nothing to do with the mythical beast martial soul! Dean, you have said so much. On the surface, you are talking for me, but in fact, you don't want to deal with Long Ruoxi!"

When Elder Haiyue heard the words, her white face turned red with anger. She couldn't help walking back and forth in the room. She gasped and pointed to the ruffian who curled up on the master and said to Yan Song, "Do you know why this old man doesn't talk?" Yan Song also felt strange. From the time Elder Haiyue came in to now, the ruffian dean hid beside him without saying a word. He really didn't know why. Elder Haiyue said excitedly, "He's wrong!" His self-esteem was condemned by himself! He is now joking about the interests of the whole sword academy for his own self-interest!"

Yan Song carefully asked Elder Haiyue what the interests of Jianyuan were referring to. Elder Haiyue was so angry that she almost lost her breath, but at this point, she still forced herself to calm down. Her tone was soft, but she said sonorously, "At this time, I'll tell you. Yan Song, do you know that Long Ruoxi was originally the daughter of the dean of the front courtyard. She left the sword courtyard for ten years in order to one day become a unique learning and use her own strength to free her mother. However, her mother went completely crazy because she came into contact with the mysterious baby of a family. She was confused all day long. As soon as her mood fluctuated, she was out of the sword. Sometimes the whole body was a sword. How many people did she kill a day outside like this? Even if the enemy does not come to revenge, the imperial capital regime will arrest her. I'm afraid that by this time, we can't argue, and Panlong Sword Academy will be killed. It is not impossible for this thousand-year holy land to be destroyed once!

Yan Song took a breath of cold air. Hearing what Elder Haiyue said, if Long Ruoxi really had to save his mother, Panlong Sword Academy would be unlucky, but he still thought about what the ruffian dean said to him before had something related to his family, so he turned his head and asked the ruffian dean doubtfully: "The elder Can you say that every sentence is true?

Leaving from the dean's room, Yan Song walked along the wide Yong Road to the outside of the Sword Courtyard, but happened to meet Chen Xuanyi, a big bald man who came out of the intermediate martial arts arena. As soon as the big bald head saw Yan Song, his small eyes immediately narrowed into a crack, and then shook the tiger's back and the bear's waist and came over: "Have you finished reading the Buddhist scriptures? Tell the little monk about the meaning of the bodhi sword--"

"Speaking of shit, is this magic spell? Last night, I always walked around in my mind and didn't fall asleep!" Yan Song pretended to stare at his big bald head angrily and frowned: "You are not instructed by anyone to deliberately make me sleep these two days, can't you?" The big bald head said bluntly, "Except for the beautiful bodhi sword, nothing can be moved by the little monk. We don't lack beauty. No one can understand the bodhi sword, so no one can instigate the little monk to do anything." Yan Song was ashamed: "Well, after I finish the comparison, I will study your bodhi sword. Hey, I didn't sleep all night last night. I'm sleepy!" With that, he yawned several times in a row.

The two spoke, and Sun Kai and Lin Feng also came from the intermediate martial arts arena. When they saw Yan Song, they accelerated their pace and came happily. Before he got close, Sun Kai said to Yan Song, "Brother Song, I made a lot of money this time!" Yan Song asked why, and then did he know that several rounds of competition in the intermediate martial arts arena had just been weighed by Sun Kai, and the two now have to rush to the senior martial arts arena, where there are still several rounds of comparison. Before leaving, Sun Kai did not forget to care about Yan Song's cultivation and asked him if he had made a breakthrough. Yan Song felt puzzled. To be honest, Sun Kai smiled at Lin Feng and then walked to the senior martial arts arena together.

"This man is so utilitarian that he has no chance to compete with Buddha in his life." After Sun Kai passed by, the big bald head said so. Yan Song smiled when he heard the words: "What about you, are you predestined to Buddha?" The big bald head replied, "Buddha said that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The little monk is from the color Wukong.

Yan Song was ashamed again. He learned from the ruffian dean's tone and said, "Little blasp, no wonder you don't understand the meaning of the bodhi sword. It turns out that you don't even know whether the color is empty!" Seeing that the big bald head touched the back of his head and didn't understand what it meant, Yan Song said, "Let me tell you, color is a tangible substance, and emptiness is an invisible Buddha. This means that everything in the world seems to be tangible, but in fact it is invisible. It seems strange, but it is actually an empty word! The bodhi sword meaning is empty, and the various swordsmanships we usually practice are color. If you can understand the same law from these thousands of swordsmanships, then you will also realize the first sword meaning.

After Yan Song said this, his mind suddenly recalled the scene of the big bald sword dance uncontrollably. At that moment, he seemed to have some understanding, but the inspiration was fleeting, which made him unable to catch it. He didn't wait for the big bald head to wonder and let him dance the set of lame Bodhi swordsmanship again. The big bald head was stunned. Although it was strange, he still came to a quiet place along the Yong Road and danced with his sword again.

Yan Song stared at his eyes and carefully looked at every movement of the big bald head. At this time, his brain was highly concentrated, and he could completely imagine the scene of the big bald head dancing the sword from any direction in all directions. When the big bald head finished dancing the swordsmanship all the way, he came over and asked Yan Song how he felt, but he saw Yan Song suddenly closed. I got my eyes. So he stayed in place and waited patiently for the other party to wake up. In a moment, Yan Song opened his eyes again. When the big bald head wanted to ask questions, he suddenly closed his eyes again. After repeating this five or six times, in the end, the big bald head couldn't wait and scolded his mother and said, "I still have a comparison in the high-level martial arts arena. Don't say, don't say that I'll get away first!"

"I see!" Yan Song suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining, feeling as if he had seen through the world. "The only point you have just learned is that he covers almost all the movements of swordsmanship in the world. If you break down and reorganize your swordsmanship just now, it can completely form any kind of swordsmanship in the world. I said, when I first saw you dance the sword yesterday, I had an inexplicable feeling. It turned out that in your swordsmanship, there was also the shadow of the swordsmanship I practiced!"