Chapter 21 Long Sword Empty

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yuchen slowly pulled out his sword. Then he shook his wrist very casually, and immediately a pleasant buzz came from the sword. The expressions of the three people in the room have changed, but Luo Yuchen is because of his mental concentration, and the other two people are because of surprise!

In the dragon-like tremor, the ordinary fine steel sword seemed to suddenly have life, beating restlessly in Luo Yuchen's hand, and there was a compelling chill constantly emanating from the sword! Forced by this chill, Lin Ruhai had nothing to do. He just frowned. Zhong Guohao felt as if he had been targeted by a poisonous snake. His hair all over his body stood up. He subconsciously took a step back and stood behind Lin Ruhai's side. The extremely dangerous feeling disappeared: "Huh..., I didn't expect that Brother Luo's swordsmanship was really powerful..."

Just as Zhong Guohao muttered to himself, Luo Yuchen, who had finished his momentum, had begun to move: he saw that he pinched the sword formula in his left hand and guided it slightly, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly stabbed out. Zhong Guohao felt a cold light in front of him. Before he could see it clearly, Luo Yuchen's long sword had been taken back and changed its direction again. Stabbed out.

Straight thorn, oblique thorn, backhand thorn, back thorn... After almost exhausted the sword formula of "piercing", Luo Yuchen took a breath and changed a sword formula. In this way, he stood still and performed the basic techniques of "sting, picking, flirting, splitting, point, hanging" and other basic techniques in the method of sword movement one by one.

For such a "don't look at the raw face" swordsmanship performance, Lin Ruhai watched it with relish. From time to time, he nodded and praised it, but Zhong Guohao almost didn't see anything. He only got a "fast" word: No matter what kind of sword style it is, Luo Yuchen is extremely fast. As long as he miss the blinking kung fu, Then you will almost think that he has been standing where he is and has never moved...

"System Tip: Congratulations on learning basic swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship level is currently three stars!"

"Okay, good swordsmanship, good cultivation!" After a long time, Luo Yuchen, who was still not satisfied, finally stopped, took the sword back to the sheath, and returned it to Lin Ruhai. After applauding and praising, Lin Ruhai suddenly sighed without warning: "Although it is only some basic sword-manship techniques, it can be seen that you have really worked hard in this regard! It's just that you apprentice, I'm afraid I can't accept it..."

"Don't say much, let me finish!" A fierce wave of his hand stopped Zhong Guohao's attempt to interrupt. "Not only can't I teach you, but in fact, there is no one in the world who can teach you. Because other people's things always belong to others, and it can't be completely suitable for you anyway! I said that, little friend, do you understand?"

"Yes! What the predecessor said is indeed a famous saying, the boy understands!" With this meaningful sentence alone, Luo Yuchen immediately understood that the unattractive old man in front of him was probably a hidden tall man!

"Okay, okay! It seems that you really understand, Xiaoyou, hahaha..." In the eyes of Zhong Guohao next to him, he didn't know what to say at all. Fortunately, after an inexplicable laugh for a while, Lin Ruhai quickly returned to normal: "However, although I can't teach you in Kendo. But after all, I have been practicing swordsman for decades, but there are also some worthless lessons. I don't know if you would like to listen to my bad old man's nagging?"

Luo Yuchen was slightly stunned, and then overjoyed - Zhong Guohao can see that his joy this time is absolutely from the bottom of his heart: "I can't ask for it. Thank you for your advice!"

"Ha ha, you don't have to be polite!" After An sat in the chair and received a salute from Luo Yuchen, Lin Ruhai helped him up with a smile. "You don't have to call me a senior in the future. In addition to teaching teachers, we in martial arts have always been respected by the strong when we get along with others, and the master is the first. It's just fine for us to talk about our peers..."

"The boy didn't dare..." After a modesty, he finally reached a compromise - they called each other! Next, it was time to get to the point, but I didn't expect that Lin Ruhai suddenly fell silent, frowned and meditated for a long time. Then he suddenly raised his head and asked Luo Yuchen, "Luo Xiaoyou, I'll ask you a question first. I don't know what Xiaoyou understands the word 'smanship'?"

"Hmm?" Unexpectedly, he asked such an empty question. Luo Yuchen was slightly stunned, and then slowly replied, "The so-called swordsmanship, as the name implies, naturally uses the sword method!"

"The method of using the sword?" Lin Ruhai pondered slightly and continued to ask, "The stabbing, picking, flirting and other movements that Xiaoyou just practiced should be regarded as the method of swordsmanship, right? So are "Huashan Swordsmanship" and "Taiji Swordsmanship" also regarded as swordsmanship? And are these two things the same thing?"

"This..., naturally, there is a difference. The boy mastered the most basic method of swordsmanship, and the famous swordsmanship examples given by his predecessors are systematic." After a moment of hesitation, Luo Yuchen reluctantly replied, "Well, let's put it this, if you use literature as an analogy, then the former is a separate Han. The word, and the latter, is an article carefully organized by countless Chinese characters!"

"A single Chinese character, a well-organized article? OK, this metaphor is very good. So, let me ask you again, do you think it's better to be a single Chinese character or a well-organized article?

"What's the problem? The two are obviously not comparable!" Zhong Guohao, who was watching, was obviously stunned by this problem and showed a strange look. However, when he heard this slightly "nocry" question, Luo Yuchen's heart moved slightly and subconsciously replied, "The essence of the two is the same, and there is no difference between high and low."

"If you really want to distinguish between high and low, it depends on what purpose you want to achieve. If it's just for literacy, then there is no need to nibble on most of the sub- collections of scriptures and history. But if you want to take the Xiucai exam, you naturally need to do more hard work on those beautiful articles..."

"That's true! No wonder my little friend can practice such a swordsmanship!" Lin Ruhai's face showed an expression of "I knew you would answer like this for a long time". "It seems that Xiaoyou is a person who pays attention to practical results rather than superficial vanity."

"In terms of swordsmanship, Xiaoyou must think that no matter what kind of swordsmanship, it will eventually exist for killing people, so why not go with a straight sword? As long as my swordsmanship is faster than the enemy and my heart is more fierce than the enemy, I can naturally kill the other party in front of the enemy! Therefore, those flashy sword moves are a burden for Xiaoyou. It's better to go straight and only practice the simplest killing tricks to the most proficient state, Xiaoyou, don't you think?

"Senior Lin's eyes are as bright as a torch. This is indeed the boy's swordsmanship concept!" Hearing this, Zhong Guohao's eyelids jumped gently: "No wonder Brother Luo's swordsmanship is so murderous!"

"Well," after a long period of deliberation, Lin Ruhai suddenly staggered the topic without warning: "However, little friend, have you ever thought that your swordsmanship is of any other use besides killing? Or, in other words, if one day, you have killed all the people you want to kill, what's the point of these swordsmanships you have practiced?

"Swordsmanship is used to kill people. This is what you just said. Why do you ask this kind of question now? Moreover, there will be fights in life. How can it be possible to kill all the enemies? If it was Luo Yuchen who faced this problem in his previous life, then he must have the same idea as Zhong Guohao now: After all, at that time, his biggest purpose of practicing swords was to kill the enemy. As for what to do after killing the big enemy, to be honest, he has never thought about it, because it has no meaning at all. !

However, nowadays, this problem has aroused Luo Yuchen's deep thinking: maybe the memory of rebirth has brought him a broader vision, or maybe the experience of death once made him realize it. Anyway, in Luo Yuchen's opinion, in his previous life, he was as overwhelmed as a mountain. The great enemy of life and death is flying, and that's all! Even now, if I want to avenge him, it only takes a little effort at most, but I don't need to die at all the time like in my previous life...

"Yes, what else do I need besides revenge? What else can I pursue?" The invisible spiritual pillar collapsed. For a while, Luo Yuchen fell into a deep confusion and was even at a loss...

"For more than 30 years, I have killed all the enemies and pirates and defeated all the heroes. There is no resistance in the world. There is nothing to do, but live in seclusion in the deep valley and take the sculpture as a friend. Whoo-hoo, you can't get an enemy in your life. It's lonely and embarrassing... Whoo-hoo, the heroes restrain their hands, the long sword is empty, and it's not sad..."

For some reason, the "epitaph" of the sword demon Dugu's defeat suddenly flashed in Luo Yuchen's mind. Repeating and chewing, the depression in my heart is also getting heavier and heavier. I can't wait to look up to the sky and roar a few times to vent to my heart's content...

"Luo..." Zhong Guohao's voice suddenly stopped, and then his body completely froze in place. Even the wind in the room and the singing of birds and insects outside the house stopped strangely at the same moment. The whole room seemed to be out of normal time and space, completely stagnated by any change, except Luo Yuchen's chest is still slightly undulating, and there is no movement anymore...