Chapter 195 Want to distinguish between high and low!

The sword of benevolence is Zhanlu. It is rumored that it is a famous sword with the breath of benevolence. The sword is originally used to kill people. The benevolence of the crown does not mean that it has lost the use it should have. Which ancient famous sword is not stained with blood. It is just that the people who use it are different, and the people who kill it are different.

"Zhan Lu is a good sword. I didn't expect it to be in your hand." The old man carried his hands on his back and said boldly. The seven-star dragon abyss at his waist felt the owner's state of mind and rustled. He was eager to try and wanted to get out of the sheath to drink blood, but the old man around Longyuan was indifferent.

"I got it by chance. That sword is not suitable for me." Lin Qingyun, who slowed down, said as he walked that the sword of benevolence was not suitable for people who had been stained with blood before. Only those with an elegant mood are qualified to master it. Once a person full of murderousness has Zhan Lu, he will not only not be able to exert the power of Zhan Lu, but also be resisted by Zhan Lu.

The word "benevolence" is only clear when the heart is quiet. The sword is divided into high and low. No matter how high the master of the sword is, the quality does not match the sword and can't resonate with the sword, so he can't master the essence of the sword.

How can Lin Qingyun, who has lived in Kunlun for 20 years, not kill anyone? The benevolent policy cannot be implemented in Kunlun, which respects its strength at all, so the moral understanding is completely different. If you understand the Tao, you will understand the truth. If you realize the true meaning of benevolence, you will be qualified to control Zhanlu.

Jun Yifeng's understanding of benevolence is intentional by Lin Qingyun since he was a child, just like the mean existence of reality, and the ideal is much more perfect than reality. Therefore, although the ideas poured from childhood are not absolutely correct, they must be useful. At least after many years, they can still feel that innocence.

The silent old man asked again, "Did you teach that child the kendo you understand?"

"It's only one step away." Lin Qingyun, who played a mute riddle, said in a deep posture. One step is worse, and two steps less is also him. This step is nearly more than ten years away. Jun Yifeng can't understand it, so he passes by. Forced indoctrination will only be counterproductive. As those martial arts rumors say, forcibly imparting the internal power of martial arts in an enlightening way is nonsense. Not only will it not be beneficial, but it is also likely to leave future troubles.

Taoism and Confucianism pays attention to understanding and opportunity. The time has not come, and the opportunity has not been solved. Only when the opportunity is reached, what should be known will always be known.

"One step away, haha, I was only one step away in those years, and that step made me stay for nearly 20 years! Qingyun boy, just as soon as we started to deal with each other, I broke through the last barrier. The old man smiled magnificently, and the laughter spread from near to far, but inadvertently, there seemed to be something slipping from the corners of the old man's wrinkled eyes.

Lin Qingyun, who cleaned up his emotions well, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows without saying a word.

They are all wonderful people, and they can be touched at a touch.

The realm of forgetfulness is not so easy to reach. Although it is only a barrier, the understanding is in an instant. Kendo, which has not been penetrated for 20 years, can only be suddenly penetrated today. Do you need to explain the truth more?

Time is thin, and family affection is really so easy to give up. Of course, for hundreds of years, there have been only a few masters who understand the state of forgetfulness in Kunlun, and they are all nearly a hundred years old people who pursue the breakthrough of forgetting love. First of all, we must cut off love, ask what love is in the world, and three thousand thoughts are wrapped around the pillow at night. After all, there are too few people who can give up family affection. The old man who has reached the realm of forgetfulness may forget everything at that moment, and he is the most lonely at that moment.

The greatest loneliness is that someone is too unable to reach a consensus with the world. Crazy for the individual is just a relatively rare thing.

For decades, who has understood this old man living in seclusion in the back mountain? Is it true that he is confined in the rare back mountain all year round in order to seek a breakthrough in the realm? Maybe after the old man's death, there will be a batch of new blood to know this character from the genealogy of Kunlun, and I don't know how brilliant this old man is. The past and bitter history are not so important.

There is a kind of thing that will fade with the wind. That kind of thing is called memory.

"Let's go and meet those old men. I don't know whether the old man Zhuge is safe or not. He has lived for a long time. If he still thinks about calculating others, it's better to die." The old man who accelerated his pace withdrew his melancholy and strode to the ancestral temple.

The dragon abyss at his waist trembled more and more, and the old man was still too lazy to take a look.

The sword is spiritual, especially the famous sword. The old man's mood and the sword at his waist have long been understood.

Lin Qingyun, who smiled bitterly, followed him and strode towards the ancestral temple, but there was no worry on his face, even if he expected Jun Yifeng and someone from the Presbyterian Church to fight.

Long Yuan came out of his sheath. Under the unfathomable forgetfulness, how many people can resist?

Let's test the bottom line of the Presbyterian Council today.

A faint murderous atmosphere surrounds Lin Qingyun. This is Lin Qingyun's real murderous atmosphere. When fighting with the old man, there has never been a wisp of murderous atmosphere on his body, only the murderous atmosphere is released.

The old man walking in front glanced casually and continued to walk forward without hesitation. Those old people who don't die think they have the protection of the Presbyterian Association. Do you really think that no one in Kunlun can challenge you? Two years ago, He Tu could challenge you because you still owe me a favor. Two years later, his master personally came to collect debts!

Lin Qingyun, who had a slight understanding of what happened two years ago, roughly knew that the Presbyterian would do something unfair. It was in this way that the Presbyterian would make him very dissatisfied. Unexpectedly, the Presbyterian would do it without his hand. The Presbyterian's hand was too long.

In the open space of the ancestral temple, the transformed Jun Yifeng was completely integrated into the scene. At this moment, the sudden heroic laughter from the back mountain made everyone except Jun Yifeng couldn't help but pause. The rock-stable elder frosted the turquoise bracelet of his right hand. This bracelet was made of cold crystals that were cold into the bone marrow. Outside In the jadeite, the cold crystals in the hollow heart are sealed. These rare treasures are used by him to warm his body all year round and neutralizing the thousand-year-old cold crystals locked by the jadeite with body temperature. This kind of health care method is rare.

"He finally came out." The smile on the elder's face that spoke to himself remained unchanged, as if he was calm in the face of his old friend, which made people mistakenly think that the one in the back mountain was an old friend whom the elder had not seen for many years. The rest of the elders looked at each other and got the exact result from each other's eyes. The man in the back mountain was not dead, but I don't know if the sword spirit in the sky was emitted by him. Twenty years of retreat should be impressive. The deeds before the retreat were already a legend of Kunlun. After the retreat, Obviously, the strength has jumped to a new level, which is beyond their reach.

In the face of the two elders who were ready to leave Jun Yifeng, he inevitably heard the laughter from the back mountain. He was hesitant. Unexpectedly, Jun Yifeng on the opposite side had gone out, and the terrible speed had increased to several degrees. The roaring sword spirit was next to the blade, and he was lucky to avoid the horrified. The two elders who were attacked by people broke out in a cold sweat. The ghostly Jun Yifeng was not as strong as him, but the means he used one after another made him unable to prevent it.

The brazen attack has not stopped, and the blow failed. Jun Yifeng's body changed again. He cut down with a sword in the air, and never stopped in one breath. This is a quite smart swordsmanship. With the benevolent Zhanlu in Jun Yifeng's hand, they complement each other and have the determination to win in the world.

There is only a sword shadow, only a human figure, and only a virtual shadow can be seen.

The shadows of the two elders and Jun Yifeng are intertwined. They can't tell which one takes the initiative. If someone sees that the two elders who are forced to retreat by Jun Yifeng's strange swordsmanship, they will definitely be shocked on the spot.

More than ten swords were split out one after another. Time passed only in the blink of an eye. The shadow of the sword filled the whole open space, which was very similar to the sword spirit that appeared in the back mountain before.

In an instant, he dodged more than ten swords made by Jun Yifeng. A little sweat oozed from the forehead of the second elders. Jun Yifeng's speed was comparable to that of him, forcing him to fight back at all. Ren Dao Zhanlu's sharpness was not comparable to the body. Otherwise, he would have put forward it with one foot, and the blue light in his hand was better than Zhan Lu is a little dim.

Biluo trembled abruptly, and the second elder's hand trembled again. He just avoided Jun Yifeng's shoulder and a sword. His shoulder was touched by Zhan Lu's sharpness and broke a mouth. Now the two elders are extremely embarrassed, so he is angry. No one can force him to look like he is now, and no one can force him. Jun Yifeng did his unique move. The person who was worth making him use his unique move turned out to be a boy in his early twenties. The extremely unbalanced feeling made the second elder's mind dizzy.

He raised the blue, and finally waved to Jun Yifeng, who was in an endless crazy state, and met the sword of benevolence. The two famous swords were fiercely and fiercely intertwined intimately.

The sword shadow is still flashing, and every time it touches a point, it makes a shocking sound. The eardrums around him sounded, and they withdrew from the scene one after another. They could not withstand this level of sword wave attack. Only the elder still stood still, motionless. He could only see that the sleeve robe around him kept dancing with the sword wave. He could not see any defensive posture at all. The earth-shaking sword spirit could not hurt the elder at all!

The two swords waved different phantoms. Two completely different swordsmanships appeared in this small open space. After colliding with each other, they continued to produce a harsh sound of swords. They wanted to distinguish between high and low, and the momentum was awe-inspiring. The heat in Jun Yifeng's eyes had not faded. Zhan Lu in his hand made a cheerful roar on the chessboard. The swordsmanship is about to reach the final step, and the unique skill of the two elders is about to be used.

The difference between high and low is just in a moment!

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