Chapter 13 Seeking defeat and blowing snow
Chapter 13 Seeking for defeat and blowing snow
The North Courtyard of the Moon House, Daoju.
"Taoju" is the name given by Hua Wuxin for the place where she lives, which is a little strange. It comes from the first sentence of Laozi's Tao Te Ching: "Tao, very Tao".
Hua Wuxin sat in the wooden house. After confirming the way of monis, he thought more carefully about the differences and differences between Taoism and martial arts.
At this time, everything has entered the late autumn. Everything is depressed, dead, and the leaves have already fallen. It has been more than two months since the last accident. The last unexpected battle made him have to sneak back to the house in advance. After reflecting, he decided to turn his only subordinate, the blue butterfly into a "female sword god" .
"Young master, it's getting cold. Madam asked me to bring you a quilt." The blue butterfly jumped up gently and held the red goose quilt in her hand.
Hua opened her eyes and said leisurely, "Xiaodie, the fairy just passed on my secret method and let me teach it to you. You must remember that you must not disclose it to anyone, otherwise the strongest will be born again and will not save you and me."
"Uh..., yes, the maidservant knows!"
The fallen leaves are flying, and a female swordsman in blue is like an electric sword, constantly hitting the stones all over the sky.
Hua Wuxin stood on the waterfall, with a pile of fist-sized stones next to her, which transported strength to the stone, cut through the air, and shot at the female warrior on the boulder below.
For four or five hours in a row, except for rest and continuous training, Hua Wuxin is also exercising her fingering and projecting hidden weapons while exercising the blue butterfly.
At night, the blue butterfly is purple and blue, ** soaked in the wooden barrel potion, running internally, and the body is hot. Since practicing martial arts for nine years at the age of 11, the eight strange meridians have been basically opened. In the past, they thought they were good at kung fu. In the first two months, their weapons were actually taken away, such as Thinking about it now, I still feel the shame of being naked.
The next day, the autumn was refreshing, and before dawn, the two began to practice hard.
At noon, the two recuperated.
Hua Wuxin said, "Do you know why you lost last time?"
Lan Caidie was silent when she heard the words. After thinking for a moment, she raised her head and said, "My cultivation is too low, my internal strength is not enough, and my swordsmanship is a mess..."
"You have said everything, but it's not the most important thing. From today on, you can shut down and don't come out if you don't figure out the reason!" On this day, Hua Wuxin looked solemn and turned around and left the "Taoju".
Hua Wuxin went back to visit her mother first. Since Liu Rushi practiced Five Dragons, her mental state has changed from before. Perhaps it was because her son often came to see her. Anyway, she had a good appetite and looked much younger.
"Brother, I want to practice swordsmanship. Do you have it at home?" Hua Wuxin came to the eldest brother Hua's ruthless room, looking like a scoundrel, with a posture that if you don't give it to me, I won't leave.
Hua is ruthless and smiling and is very strict with his servants, but in the face of Hua Wuxin, she is heartfelt love. She rubbed Hua Wuxin's hair and laughed and said, "You, practice boxing and swords for a while. Martial arts is the most taboo on the way. Which professional achievement is not persistent."
"I know that next year is not a family alliance meeting. I'm going to practice behind closed doors. Although I'm not as good as my little sister, I can't humiliate my family." Hua Wuxin poured a cup of tea and drank it all in one breath.
Hua ruthlessly said, "There are few people in our family who practice swordsmanship, and several of them are also general skills. The Yongzhou Ying family has good skills, but it is impossible for them to tell us that you still practice our family's boxing and stick."
"I know. Let's go first, big brother. I'll see you later!" Hua Wu's heart beat up, a few dodges, and disappeared.
Hua looked inexplicably and shook his head and smiled, "This boy's talent is not much worse than Wushuang. He is just playful, and his father doesn't let me care, alas..."
Originally, Hua had no intention to find a few sets of swordsmanship in the world, but suddenly, he thought of a person, a "fairy" in swordsmanship: Dugu seeking defeat.
Although "Dugu seeks defeat" is a fictional character of Jin Yong, this does not hinder some swordsmanship theory, especially the sword meaning of "Dugu seeks defeat": there is no retreat, the moves are all attacks, the attack of the enemy has to be defended, and the martial arts philosophy theory of "no moves to win and moves".
A "seeking defeat" can know that its swordsmanship has long been divine. There is no invincible swordsmanship in the world, only invincible "belief".
Buddha said that one leaf and one world, the fictional novel world is indeed true or false. He said that he did not exist. He said that he exists, but he can't find a place, just like the original fictional "Smiling Proud Jianghu Song", but because of reality, there is a song "Laughter in the Sea". Everything in the world, true and false, if it is a dream bubble, and Like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, what is true and what is false?
Hua Wuxin didn't go to deliver food to the blue butterfly for seven days, and she didn't order anyone to see her. The door of the bamboo house opened, but the blue butterfly sat **, her hair was messy, her spirit was weak, and she was no longer in her previous style.
When Hua walked into the bamboo house with a lunch box, the blue butterfly opened her eyes. Her eyes were red and covered with blood, her consciousness was lax, and her mind was dizzy. As soon as she was about to get up, she fell into ** and fainted.
Three days later, the blue butterfly has recovered, but it will take a few more days to recuperate.
I don't know when crystal snowflakes floated in the sky. This is the first snow this winter, and the earth is still warm, so as soon as the snowflakes fall, they melt into water.
A table, a bed, a chair, a lonely lamp and a black stone sword are everything in the blue butterfly room.
The ancient Buddha's green lantern, the sound of the sword is long!
Hua had no intention to sit face to face with Lan Caidie and talk all night. He also gave her freedom, burned her deed of sale face to face, and told her that a swordsman could not be free, but he must be free, have a self and dream in his heart, otherwise he would never be a qualified swordsman.
Only when you achieve eight levels of refinement, travel your heart, think about it for thousands of years, and make friends with the ancients, can you be qualified to have an "invincible heart" and brew "invincible faith".
This night, Hua Wuxin was like a Buddha, telling his only believer a story from another world, a "sword fairy" and a "sword god".
Dugu seeks defeat: a lifetime but seeks defeat, recruits attack, progress without retreat, what kind of self-confidence is this? What kind of momentum? There is no way to win, and he breaks through all methods with one sword. He is the immortal in the sword on the lonely mountain.
Ximen Chuixue: A person who pursues kendo in every move of his life. Where he lives, there are only flowers, and the clothes he wears will always be snow white! His sword is so sincere and beautiful that it is too beautiful to breathe.
He regards killing as a sacred and beautiful thing. He has dedicated his life to it. Only when he kills, he is really alive. At other times, he is just waiting.
He has a sword called "loneliness". When "loneliness" is not lonely, the brilliance of that moment and the beauty is absolutely unmatched.
He lives in a "Wanmei Villa" without a plum blossom, and only loneliness is accompanied by loneliness, because he is already a god.
The crystal snowflakes fell one after another, and a blue butterfly danced in the wind and snow. She was like an elf, struggling in the doomsday blizzard.
After half a day, the heavy snow stopped and the blue shadow disappeared. Under the wooden house, a strong fragrance of stir-fry spread out, and two figures, blue and white, sat facing each other.
"You are already a first-class swordsman, and you have learned what you should learn. I have nothing to say about kendo. Only you can understand it yourself. A month later... you can go!" The young man in white lowered his head and ate, as if the words did not come from his mouth.
"Young master..."
"Listen, you are free and should find your way. I don't need a slave. I hope you can be my partner, my friend... In this last month of training, I will not show mercy again..."
The cold voice kept echoing in the heart of the blue butterfly. This night, the north wind roared and the candle tears flowed for a long time. She was still awake, and Hua Wuxin was also insomnia.
Ten years, 3600 days and nights, in addition to my mother, I'm afraid that she is the only one in the family who is closest to herself and has been with her for the longest time.
This night was the most irritable day in Hua Wuxin's life. He came to the top of a cliff alone and drank three altars of wine, but his mind was still clear. Perhaps even he did not find that his feelings for the blue butterfly were deeper than the sea, and his dependence on her was heavier than that of fish for water.
The long time of love, like water dripping through stones, also quietly penetrated his steel-like heart, and a naughty and clever figure gradually faded away, replaced by a blue shadow.
The north wind is like a knife, but it still cuts off the troubles in his heart. Even if he jumps out of the three worlds and five elements and cross the six reincarnations, it is difficult to give up the warmth in his heart, which is a feeling he has never felt before.
"Ah...!"
"The gentle hometown is the general's tomb... Daoshuai... has fallen, and Hua Wuxin is not unrestrained... Teacher... What should I do..."
Hua sat cross-legged, running internally, and for a moment, her skin was purple-red, and the cold air surged up, and a white fog appeared on the top of her head.
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Whey!
The nine-handled flying knife flew from all directions, soaring to the sky. The flower turned around the blue butterfly, and the whole body turned into a white line, which the human eye could not see at all.
The flying knife is like rain, and the blue butterfly sword moves in all directions, and there is no trajectory. The black stone sword in her hand is faster than a sword. Her whole body, the shadow of the sword in the sky, a flying knife is like a moth to the fire, falling like raindrops.
Puff!
A flying knife broke through her defense and cut her thigh skin. Blood water left along her thighs, and the knife thrown by Hua inintentionally became faster and faster. Suddenly, Hua Wuxin shoveled the soil all over the sky. The flying knife was mixed with it. The blue butterfly was unexpected and did not know how to resist.
"Guardian of the Sword!"
With a delicate shout, in a moment, the black stone sword was shining, and the sky was like ink, turning into a "black lotus" ten feet big, covering itself.
"Wow..." The blue butterfly knelt down on one knee in sweat, and the "guardian of the sword" shook off all the flying knives. Her internal strength and physical strength were exhausted, and she fainted directly.
Time has been in a hurry. In recent years, after ten days of flying knife flying needle hell training, the blue butterfly's life was hanging on the line dozens of times, and the swordsmanship soared. After recuperation, it was brought into the back mountain forest for field training by Hua Wuxin. Giant ape tigers, mountain monsters, plus Hua Wuxin lurked sneak attacks. Blue Color Butterfly almost died of food poisoning three times, and Miraculously lived.
On the afternoon of the 30th, Hua Wuxin and Blue Butterfly stopped death training. On this day, Hua Wuxin also took a red sword in her hand.
"You take action with all your strength!" Hua Wuxin held the blood-red magic sword, and the blade pointed diagonally, and said coldly.
"Kill...!"
Cangling! B-ta!
The blue butterfly has already lost its snow-white skin, and its whole body is wheat-colored. At this time, it is more like a village girl, but at this moment, she can't believe that she has been dating death for 30 days, and she can't resist Hua's heartless blow.
The buzzing sound of the black stone sword sank into the frozen stone-like soil.
The blue butterfly felt dizzy and stunned. How could this be possible?
"Practice the sword with your heart, not with your life, because I have seen through your heart, not that my swordsmanship is better than you." Hua Wuxin picked up the black stone sword, inserted it back into the waist of the blue butterfly, bent down and gently kissed her forehead, turned around and turned away.
The sunset in winter is very big and round, but there is no temperature. The blue butterfly stares at the not-thigh back, leaving long tears.
She has already thought of something. There is no feast that never leaves. If there is a gathering, there will naturally be a breakup, life and death, which is just a matter of time.
At the end of the grassland, a vast red sun slowly fell, and a big bird flew by. A black figure, a sword and a wine gourd were fixed on the vast land.
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