How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

Practicing martial arts is also cultivating the mind, and participating in martial arts is more enlightenment.

Jian Qianshan returned to his room, did not rush to meditate, but first took a copy of "Tao Te Ching", and sat cross-legged on the bed to read it slowly.He wiped it on his neck casually, the wound was not deep and had stopped, but his hand was still red.Jian Qianshan lowered his head to look at the blood on his hands, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes.On the back of the book, I suddenly saw a line of words——

People's hearts are in danger, and Dao's heart is weak.

This sentence……?

Jian Qianshan was in a daze for a moment, put down the scroll, picked up the sword next to him and walked out of the room.The door wasn't closed, and he didn't bring his whisk. He just seemed to sense something and walked towards the mountain gate.

It was clear that the sky was bright, but he didn't meet anyone.Stepping on the snow on the ground, he went straight out of the mountain gate, and finally saw someone running towards him from the mountain path on the steps.

"Senior brother!" The other party looked up, with a smile brighter than today's sunshine.He was dressed in black and white in a Taoist robe, and there were fluffy little hairs flying around on his head that were not tidied up. However, Xingheying obviously never paid attention to these things, so he just ran to him a few steps faster, "Senior brother, I have something to send." Here you go! You're sure to like it!"

Jian Qianshan's hand holding the sword tightened suddenly, Xingheying looked up at him standing on the steps, seemed to sense something was wrong, stopped where he was and blinked.Then there was a smile on his lips again, and he slowly walked up the stairs to him, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Brother? What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." Jian Qianshan looked into his eyes and spoke slowly with a long tone.Xingheying looked at him with a dazed expression, the surroundings were silent, and then suddenly there was a sound of tearing silk into flesh.

Xingheying lowered his head, looking at the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword that pierced straight into his heart.It was obviously a bladeless sword, but Jian Qianshan was holding the hilt with both hands at this time, and he was able to penetrate his body with a single stroke, and he did not know how much internal energy he had used, but the tip of the sword that came out of the body was covered with sticky blood.

"Senior brother...you..."

Jian Qianshan slowly approached his ear, whispered: "I was thinking, you are not him."

Everything around seemed to freeze at this moment, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became stronger.However, the person in front of him laughed, as if he had never felt a wound in his chest, he just tilted his head and looked innocently at Jian Qianshan:

"Then who am I?"

"You are just a demon in my heart, and this place is just an illusion." Jian Qianshan looked at him, and slowly pulled out the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword, "The human heart is only dangerous, and the Dao heart is weak. There is only one essence, and Yun Zhijue Middle. This is "Shangshu". Before I entered meditation, I read "Tao Te Ching."

The sword was separated from the body, stained with sticky blood.Jian Qianshan didn't wipe off the blood on the sword, but put the sword back into its sheath: "What's more... Dao Xin Gui Ya sword is still in the teacher's room."

He said it simply, but he saw the demon on the opposite side smiled, that smile was still the same as Xing He Ying, but there were no such bright little stars in his eyes.It looked at Jian Qianshan, as if it was watching a joke:

"You think you've won?

"I am your demon, and what I say is what you hide in your heart. I am the last thing you want to face... How can you get rid of me?"

It suddenly began to dissolve in the air, disappearing bit by bit, and the face facing Xingheying showed a sinister smile that Xingheying didn't have——

"You see me in his appearance, because you know that he is the biggest obstacle in your practice. Jian Qianshan, can you see through the demon once, can you see through a thousand times?"

As if the environment was suddenly distorted, everything around was sucked into the vortex and then spit out again, Jian Qianshan turned into a white jade step reaching the sky in front of his eyes, and he stood on the step with the face of Xingheying, and the endless steps behind him There are countless identical it:

"How long can you kill?"

Jian Qianshan drew his sword again, his eyebrows were aligned horizontally, and the light in his eyes was colder than the light of the sword:

"Kill until...there are no killing thoughts, and no delusional thoughts."

Then it was Jian Guang with a bloody light, he stepped up to a step, cutting off the demons in his hands, and the words in his mouth were clear:

"If the way of talking about the heart is always clear, the heart will not move..."

One step and one sword, one sword and one blood.What Jian Qianshan saw in his eyes was no longer Xingheying's appearance, but only a dark and blurred figure.The more you walk up the steps, the more splendid the front door becomes, as if you have returned to the mountain gate of Lingxu Sword Gate, and you are walking towards a higher place step by step.His expression became more and more peaceful and indifferent, and the words in his mouth were tough in the clear——

"Rationality is like tuning a harp. If the string is tight, it will break. If it is slow, it will not respond. It is also like casting a sword. If there is too much steel, it will break, and if there is too much tin, it will curl."

He spoke word by word, slashing each person with his sword, and walked step by step.Endless steps, endless killings, tireless in the illusion, but the eyes are more and more cold and ethereal, until the thousandth step, the 1000th person, there is no endless road in front of them, only blood behind them, and bright brilliance in front of them.And the man sat on the ground, blocking the road.In his hand is a jug of wine, without a cup, he just drinks with his head up casually.When the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword was stabbing, he suddenly stretched out his hand and held the sword edge with two fingers.

"Brother," he said, looking up at Jian Qianshan, his eyes seemed to have twinkling stars, and his lips seemed to have the spring breeze that could melt the snow on the mountain, "Do you still remember the sword on Guixu Cliff? Is it? You said it was cold, and I said you can heat it up, don’t you believe me?”

He looked into his eyes, with a smile on his lips again:

"Brother, your sword is cold. If my hand can't warm it up, can my blood warm it up?"

A thousand swords are not as good as this sword.

Jian Qianshan looked into his eyes, they were bright, like the one he said he liked on that snowy night.

There are no stars in the sky on a snowy night, because at that time, the stars in the sky are in his eyes.If there is no galaxy in his eyes, it is because his eyes are filled with you.

Jian Qianshan closed his eyes, and then let go of the sword in his hand.In an instant, there was no more brilliance or blood around him, lightning flashed and thunder rang in his ears, the world collapsed at this moment, the white jade steps suddenly broke, his feet were empty, and he finally fell into the abyss——

As if stepping into space and falling into an abyss, Jian Qianshan suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a big dream and realized that he was still sitting on the couch in the room.The return of the soul is like a hammer hitting the chest, the blood qi surges and the internal force flows turbulently, and then a mouthful of blood spurts out when he opens his mouth!

"Senior Brother!!"

A black shadow fell beside him in an instant, and it turned out to be Galaxy Shadow.Jian Qianshan raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that what he was wearing today was not a sword door Taoist robe, but a very capable short black robe.At this time, one hand was on his back, but he didn't dare to move his true energy. He just looked at Jian Qianshan, with the look of a tiger biting a bastard, like a kitten who wants to move but dares not to move when it meets a hedgehog:

"Brother, are you okay?"

Jian Qianshan stared into his eyes again, and there was no concealment of affection in those eyes.He suddenly understood something, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, but still gave him an answer——

"go out."

"Brother...?" Although Xingheying was puzzled, he also sensed some subtle atmosphere, and was about to ask, but Jian Qianshan continued:

"I said, you go out."

Jian Qianshan didn't open his eyes, so he didn't see his puzzled and shocked look.After being in a daze for a while, he still nodded: "Then...then I'll wait for you outside? Well, I brought you a little gadget..."

"go out!"

"Okay, okay!" Xingheying immediately raised his hands in surrender, turned around and ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Jian Qianshan finally opened his eyes, but touched the blood-stained "Tao Te Ching" in his hand.

He wanted to use killing thoughts to destroy false thoughts, and in the end he had neither killing thoughts nor false thoughts.

But in the end, the thought of killing is gone, but the delusional thought is still there.

He exerted a sudden force with his hand, but he scratched the pages of the book, and the crumpled paper was stained with blood, which stained his hands again.