The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

A month and a half ago, in the back mountain of Qingcheng.

With a snort, the silver light pierced the air like lightning, and when he saw it clearly, the sword had penetrated the bamboo exactly.

The piercing of the bamboo is smooth and flat, with only a thin gap. Before this sword, the same position has been pierced 750 times six times. So many swords are combined into one sword. The angle of the sword, the precision of the wrist, the The rhythm of breathing is so demanding that it is almost impossible to do it.

Wu Shuangzi quickly pulled out the sword, but the bamboo hole still didn't expand at all.

The whiplash on his back is almost healed, and the dark brown scar is still a little itchy.He has experienced a lot and thought a lot this month.

Master Miaozang once said to him that the important thing is not "what", but "how".It doesn't matter if the Seventeenth Young Master is the Devil's Cult or not. After knowing that he is a member of the Devil's Sect, isn't the Seventeenth Young Master not the Seventeenth Young Master?Seventeenth Young Master has not changed, it's just that everyone sees him from different angles, that's why they feel different.The reason why the Seventeenth Young Master is the Seventeenth Young Master is the sum of thousands of aspects, all things in life, and all things are one.Whether he is righteous or evil, male or female, these are just "what". Young Master Shiqi is a "how" person, don't you know?What he loves is the current him, the sum of everything, every piece of the past has created his present, and it is incomplete without any point, so when he falls in love with the present Seventeenth Young Master, he should accept everything about this person past.What's more, Ruoyu is kind-hearted and lonely since he was a child. He must have suffered a lot when he joined the Devil's Cult.

Wu Shuangzi also finally understood why the Seventeenth Young Master drove him away when he was healing that day. It was not his loathing for him, but his loathing for himself. I understand.

Just because the Seventeenth Young Master possesses the soul chasing method, even if he doesn't practice it, he must die. This logic is really absurd!Wu Shuangzi couldn't believe that a decent family would be so despicable and selfish!

Wu Shuangzi frowned, and crushed the bamboo piece by piece with his bare hands, the fine powder drifted from his fingers.

The news of the Seventeenth Young Master will spread all over the world soon, maybe it has already spread, and everyone will hunt and kill him. I can only think of one way to save him: escape by death.

"Eldest brother, your injury is just right, don't practice for too long." Tie Guanzi came to bring him food.

Wu Shuangzi put down his sword and said, "I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm afraid my hands will get raw."

"The Dragon and Tiger sword is gone, what sword will I use in the future?" Tie Guanzi worried for him.

Wu Shuangzi smiled, and after a few ups and downs, he picked off three kinds of branches and put them in front of Tieguanzi. "Heart method says 'Chaos returns to one', it does not belong to the body, not to the sword, but to the heart. Therefore, if there is a sword in the heart, everything can be a sword." He pointed to the pine branch and said, "This is my adornment. Sword: Suihan." Pointing to the bamboo branch, he said, "This handle is called Zhenxin." Finally, pointing to the plum branch, he said, "Don't fight."

Wu Shuangzi raised the "Zhenxin", his internal force went through the branch, and with a light wave, while Tie Guanzi was dumbfounded, dozens of bamboo poles snapped off at the waist.

A sense of transparency filled the bamboo forest, and Wu Gezi's dantian qi filtered into a harmonious and clear field.

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View of Songfeng.

Master Ziyang asked Wu Shuangzi who was kneeling on the ground: "Where is your sword?" There was a touch of gentleness in his tone.

Originally, Wu Shuangzi always thought that the master gave him the sword, and it was his.After returning to Qingcheng, he realized that although some things were given to him, they would never belong to him. He just kept them temporarily until the next person who could bear the burden appeared.There are too many things in this world that seem to be your own, but are actually just a shackle.

"I returned it to the master." Wu Shuangzi replied truthfully.

Master Ziyang was shocked: "You...you saw her?"

Wu Gemini nodded.

Master Ziyang said in pain: "How is she?"

"The ancestor died, and the dragon and tiger sword was buried with him."

Master Ziyang was astonished, then looked sad, and said nothing.

It was only then that Wu Shuangzi discovered that the brushwork of the "Lone Green Picture" on the wall was exactly the same as the "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn" in the blind mother-in-law's house. Since he could remember, this painting has been hanging in the hall. The master has not forgotten his feelings, he is in a high position, so he has no choice but to do so.Every time he thinks of his master standing lonely with his hands behind his hands in front of the mottled bamboo, Wu Shuangzi wants to know, if it happens again, how will the master choose.

For a moment, Wu Shuangzi felt that Master could understand him.Although the master is strict, but they love father and son, what can't they say?If the master could understand him, sympathize with him, and perfect him, then the Seventeenth Young Master would not have to suffer that sword, and they would be able to retire in an easier way.

He plucked up the courage to say: "Master, in fact, I have been unhappy all the time." He did not call himself "disciple", but used "I". For the first time, he poured out his truest thoughts to others, to an elder , a relative, a father, showing weakness and pleading.

Master Ziyang sighed, and said: "People always have responsibilities to bear in life, and no one can be truly happy."

"I was really happy after meeting the Seventeenth Young Master." Wu Shuangzi looked sincerely, "He is the most important person to me."

"You want to make friends with demons?" Master Ziyang's eyes were full of coldness.

"He wholeheartedly wants to break away from the Demon Cult."

"Confused! He is a remnant of the Devil's Cult and knows how to chase souls. Do you want to lose your reputation? Even if you don't think about yourself, think about it for me and the Qingcheng faction."

"I swore I would never betray him."

"What kind of friendship can we talk about with evil spirits? For the sake of the great way, you can give up small righteousness."

Wu Shuangzi looked at the master, feeling so strange, as if through the eyes of a blind mother-in-law, he glimpsed the boy who betrayed her many years ago in the time travel.

Master Ziyang advised him: "Who doesn't make mistakes when they are young? Only when a man knows his mistakes and corrects them can he achieve great things."

Wu Shuangzi suddenly realized his innocence. Even if time went back a hundred times, Master would still make the same choice.Why hasn't Master visited Shizu for 40 years?Because he has something far more important than love - the so-called "big thing".

Wu Shuangzi stared at Master Ziyang intently, as if he was reacquainted with a person, he wanted to see how fame and fortune can change a person.

Master Ziyang asked: "Do you know what two things you must bring with you as a teacher?"

"Sword and Whisk."

"Whisk the dust means to wipe away the fate of the world. When it is broken, it will be chaotic. Not a single remnant of the Demon Cult can be left behind, and the Dafa of Chasing Souls must be eradicated!" Master Ziyang took a sword from the wall and threw it in front of Wu Shuangzi, "You know what to do."

Wu Shuangzi's heart was twisted like a knife, and his master actually forced him to kill someone!Forced him to kill his close friend, forced him to kill the love of his life with his own hands.That's right, he should have expected it a long time ago, didn't all the heads of previous dynasties come here like this?If he becomes the head of the sect, one day he will force his disciples to kill people, his best friend, and the person he loves the most.Only in this way can the Qingcheng faction flourish and dominate the world for generations to come.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, what was he still fantasizing about before.For such Qingcheng Mountain, he no longer has the slightest nostalgia.