Stunning beauty

Wanmo Ridge.

The sound of the sword rustled.

When no outsiders were around, Li Ziye's sword was so sharp and almost perfect.

Perhaps because of the help of various medicine kings and fetishes, the time to accumulate cultivation was saved, and Li Ziye's degree of completion of his own martial arts moves was a bit scary.

Things in the world do not come with rewards, so when you encounter such a lucky thing, you must desperately seize it.

In this kind of thing, Li Ziye is undoubtedly better than anyone else.

Different from the mental method that is demanding on martial arts talents, martial arts moves, as long as you are willing to practice, you will definitely gain something. Although, progress may be slow, but everything accumulates and becomes more, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Even, it can reach the level that even Taoist sages like Zhang Zu are amazed.

"call!"

After a long time, Li Ziye demonstrated all the martial arts he knew, stopped, took a deep breath, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked expectantly, "Is it okay?"

"Movement, the degree of completion of the move, pick up, close to perfection."

Zhang Zu didn't hesitate to praise him, and said, "At your age, it's rare, rare."

"but?"

Li Ziye stepped forward and asked.

He knows that this kind of boss always praises people first, and then talks about problems.

The previous ones can be ignored, just polite words, just listen to the latter ones.

"But, but."

Sure enough, after Zhang Zu finished boasting, he changed his tone and said seriously, "You, your sword, no, no heart!"

"Is it Jianxin?"

When Li Ziye heard the words, he murmured and fell silent.

I have heard of it, but I am not familiar with it.

"Swords, those who are strong in the way of the sword, all, all have the heart of the sword."

Zhang Zu patiently explained, "Tai, Taiyuan, Taishang, Taixuan, Xu Jingyang, each, every master of swordsmanship, has his own sword, sword heart, but you don't have it."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zu stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the Chunjun sword, and said softly, "Really, it is really a good sword, but you are not, not a qualified master, your heart, and, don't focus on Sword, you, you can't hear the sound of the sword, or, or rather, you just use it as a tool."

While speaking, Zhang Zu lightly flicked the blade of the sword, and suddenly, the sound of the sword trembled, like weeping.

Li Ziye looked at the sword in front of him that had been with him for many years, and seemed to understand what the old man said, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

"You, where is your sword?"

Zhang Zu asked, "Just now, which handle did you use?"

"it's here."

Li Ziye stretched out his hand, black energy surged, and the Yunling Sword appeared out of thin air.

Zhang Zu stroked the blade of the sword, and quickly noticed the problem, and said, "This, this is not your sword."

"Not really."

Li Ziye said truthfully, "It's because a senior reminded me that my martial arts requires a soft sword that combines strength and softness, so after I came to the Western Regions, I managed to get one."

"He, he was right."

Zhang Zu said with a complicated expression, "But, but, for you, yes, whether it is a sword that meets the requirements, either, it is okay? No, whether it is it or not."

Li Ziye fell silent again when he heard the question from the old man in front of him.

"You, your heart, are too, too sensible."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Zhang Zu pointed out the problem, and asked, "Yes, one day, if the reward for abandoning the sword is enough, you will also abandon the sword without hesitation, right, right?"

Li Ziye remained silent without answering.

However, on this kind of question, silence is the answer.

"Son, child, you are not suitable, learn sword."

Zhang Zu sighed softly, "You, you don't have the determination to go forward, you will weigh the pros and cons of everything, choose, choose the most rewards, I, I guess, your Li family must be very brilliant, right?"

"The number one firm in the world."

Li Ziye replied truthfully, "Wealth can rival a country."

"It, it's too heavy."

Zhang Zu said softly, "You, if you can't let go of this burden, you can't really touch the sword, the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"Why can Taiyuan do it?"

Li Ziye frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly, "Isn't the Daoist family more burdened than the Li family?"

"Do not."

Zhang Zu shook his head and replied, "Dao, Daomen, not only the leader, the leader, he may not show up for a year, or even a few years, but, but, judging from your eagerness to go back just now, you, your Li home, no."

After hearing what the old man said, Li Ziye silently put away the two magic weapons, not knowing what to say.

"Let it go, can you let it go?"

Looking at the former's expression, Zhang Zu asked.

"Can't let go."

Li Ziye shook his head and replied, "Impossible."

"Then, that old man can't help you."

Zhang Zu sighed deeply, and said with emotion, "But, what a pity."

This child, smart and hardworking, is indeed a good seedling for sword practice.

If he is willing to focus on martial arts, his future achievements will definitely be very dazzling.

It's a pity, in his heart, there are too many things that are more important than his martial arts and swordsmanship, if he can't let go, he will be controlled by them for life.

"It's not a pity."

Li Ziye heard the emotion of the old man in front of him, smiled, and said, "Everything has gains and losses, and I can't take all the benefits. Since I have chosen this path, I must go on firmly. Regardless of the outcome, it is my own choice."

"Difficult, rare."

Zhang Zu felt even more regretful when he heard the rational and open-minded answer of the young man in front of him.

It's so rare at such an age and in such a state of mind.

"You, you try to go, go out of your own way."

After a short thought, Zhang Zu raised his head and reminded, "Dao, the path that the Taoist sect has traveled may not necessarily be the same, but it must be correct, or, perhaps, your path, the same, can also reach the peak."

"I think so too."

Li Ziye grinned, and replied, "Whoever stipulates the way of swordsmanship and martial arts must follow the steps. Maybe my crooked way is a shorter shortcut instead."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Zhang Zu smiled lightly and didn't say much.

That is impossible.

Although the way of Taoism is not the only way, it must be the closest way.

Because it is the result of countless generations of Taoists who have been groping for it.

Of course, this does not mean that other roads will definitely not work, it is just more difficult.

Just when Zhang Zu and Li Ziye were discussing the issue of martial arts.

At the back of Wanmo Ridge, three figures came together, and after a few breaths, they stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"Mr. Bai, I leave it to you."

In front of the cliff, Zhang Donglu looked up at the majestic cliff in front of him and said.

"The two of you can just wait here."

Bai Wangyu said something, and immediately climbed towards the mountain.

waited so long.

Brother Li probably scolded people, right?