[Comprehensive] Taixu Sword Intent

Lu Xiaofeng reunited with Ye Gucheng after a long absence, seeing his friend safe and sound, how could he not be happy, that little bit of embarrassment was quickly thrown to the back of his mind, even though he was still holding that big bag of sesame seed cakes in his hand, he could still comfort himself It's a gift from an old friend, and it's a big deal to give it to the neighbors along the street later.

During this period of time he has experienced many things. The Western Demon Cult is mysterious and mysterious. Even though he has let go of his troubles now, he still has many doubts, such as who is the real young master of the Demon Cult, but why Lu Xiaofeng survived to Now, even though he is very curious, he also knows what he can continue to investigate and what he can't, such as the matter of the Demon Sect, so he forces himself to stop thinking about it. The true and false Rakshasa cards and conspiracy calculations are just It's just a piece of scenery in his many experiences.

What made Lu Xiaofeng more concerned was his old friend Ximen Chuuxue.

When he was on the verge of life and death, he wasn't so worried, because Lu Xiaofeng had many friends, he was willing to go through fire and water for his friends, and his friends were willing to do anything for him.

However, Ximen Chuuxue, who was in a hurry at that time, said something that made him very sad.

Ximen Chuuxue said that this was the last time he helped him.

If a person's swordsmanship has reached the gods, is he also close to the gods?

Lu Xiaofeng once thought that Ximen Chuuxue, who married a wife and had children, would turn back into a human being. In fact, he was wrong, and everyone was wrong. Ximen Chuuxue is Ximen Chuuxue after all. A sword cannot turn back into a human. Ximen Chuuxue will not turn back into a mortal.

At that time, Lu Xiaofeng quickly thought of Ye Gucheng.

The lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng who came to the west with a sword and flew from the sky, did he also embark on the same path?

But he has no way of knowing.

Lu Xiaofeng had already decided to go to Baiyun City to find someone, but he didn't expect to meet Ye Gucheng here——Ye Gucheng who sells sesame seed cakes.

At that moment, Lu Xiaofeng felt no less shock than knowing that Ximen Chuuxue was the owner of the pastry shop in Hefangzhai.

Don't top swordsmen like to do this kind of move?

Is it true that top swordsmen will go through this life in the world of mortals?

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ye Gucheng, then at the young girl at the side, as if time was reversed, and he saw the smiling Ximen Fuxue and Sun Xiuqing who was beside him happily. In the wind, Ximen Chuixue's cold and heartless face flashed before his eyes again, Lu Xiaofeng almost subconsciously thought: Will one day, these two people in front of him, repeat Ximen Chuuxue's path?Will the smiling girl repeat Sun Xiuqing's tragedy?

It's a pity that this time Lu Xiaofeng's sympathy was too early. The relationship between the two people in front of him was not what he imagined. With the style of "Xu Dao Chang", maybe what I am carrying at this moment is not a sack of sesame seed cakes, but my own head.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "Ye Gucheng, Daoist Qingxu...are you old acquaintances?"

If not, how could it be so coincidental to appear in the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City and save Ye Gucheng?

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "The night of the full moon is just the first time we see you."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a while, touched his chin and said, "Could it be that Daoist Master Qingxu saw that your bones are so strange that you are suitable for cultivating Taoism, and he specially saved people?"

This sentence was of course a joke, and he didn't expect to get a serious answer at all.

Hearing this, Ye Gucheng glanced at Lu Xiaofeng lightly.

What was contained in that plain look made Lu Xiaofeng a little uncomfortable, and after moving his shoulders, he asked, "What?"

Ye Gucheng said calmly: "Ah Qi let me find my own way."

Let him find it by himself...but he didn't deny the practice.

Lu Xiaofeng shuddered suddenly, and looked at Ye Gucheng in disbelief, almost pointing at him.

"You, you... you really want to practice Taoism?!"

Ye Gucheng smiled slightly and said, "Why not?"

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, muttered for a long time, and only said one sentence, "Yes, of course..."

The question is, is there too much difference between wanting to practice Taoism and running out to sell biscuits?

Ye Gucheng seemed to see through Lu Xiaofeng's doubts, and said lightly: "Your doubts, just ask Ah Qi directly. But she will tell you anything she can answer."

People in the Jianghu have many customary rules. For example, if they are not familiar with each other, they will never inquire about the inheritance of the teacher, and they will never ask the bottom of the unique moves. If people are separated from each other, who will know who will be friends today and enemies tomorrow?So there are some words that cannot be said, and some questions that cannot be asked. Once you open your mouth, you will bury hidden dangers.

Anyone who can answer will answer, such a statement is almost a joke.

Lu Xiaofeng thought it was Ye Gucheng's excuse to avoid politeness, so he casually said: "If I ask her about the essence of swordsmanship?"

Ye Gucheng smiled slightly.

"—I cultivate swords to cultivate Taoism. If I talk about the essence, it is about eight words. I cultivate the sword with my heart, and I cultivate my heart with the sword."

Yao Guang sat at the table in the attitude of a host, slowly shaking the celadon wine cup in his left hand, staring directly at Lu Xiaofeng with his dark eyes, sincere doubts in his clear eyes.

"I heard that Lu Xiashi's "one finger of consonance" is alone in the world, but I don't know that Lu Xiashi is also interested in swords. At Lu Xiashi's current age, I am afraid it is too late to learn swords. If he practices hard day and night and does not stop in the cold and heat, he may be able to learn swords in five years. Achieved."

Lu Xiaofeng held the wine glass in his hand, whether he was drinking or not, he stared at Yao Guang for a while, his surprised and astonished eyes could not help but drift to the direction of Ye Gucheng next to him, and he saw a calm face as expected.

Lu Xiaofeng thought that asking a swordsman about the essence of swordsmanship was almost making things difficult, and it was common sense for him to be violent and displeased. His words were just for fun, but who knew that Ye Gucheng answered without hesitation, If you ask about the sword, she should answer you, but...

only?

This hesitant way of talking successfully aroused Lu Xiaofeng's curiosity. After he was convinced that the Taoist priest Qingxu would never be angry with this question, he found an opportunity to ask, and then Lu Xiaofeng understood what Ye Gucheng said. What exactly does "just" mean.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled resolutely, picked up the wine glass and drank it down, "Thank you, Taoist Master Qingxu for your guidance."

Yao Guang also took a sip of wine out of courtesy, and asked with a smile: "Lu Xiashi has Ximen Chuuxue as a friend, why do you need to ask me about the sword? He is now... definitely successful in swordsmanship, and the future can be expected."

This sentence just aroused Lu Xiaofeng's sadness and loss.

Ximen Chuuxue is indeed good at swordsmanship, but he is one step further away from being a "human", and he may have lost this friend.

Although he will be happy for Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship, but at the same time, he is also sad for losing his friend. At this moment, strangers are also happy for Ximen Chuuxue, how many people know their sadness?

Lu Xiaofeng drank another glass of wine, and asked back with the lingering feeling: "Daoist Qingxu, do you know what Ximen Chuuxue looks like now? He doesn't look like a human anymore, is this a good thing?"

"For a swordsman, it's never a bad thing. If you go on with the ruthless swordsmanship, it will inevitably be like this. Cut off love and desire, have no love or hate, and have a clear heart, so you can succeed."

Yao Guang smiled, and continued, "Of course, for the relatives and friends of this swordsman... perhaps this kind of detachment from the mundane world is really heartbreaking. Lu Xiashi may wish to imagine that after a hundred thousand years, today's romantic | Return to the dust, but if the swordsman who seeks the way achieves great success, he may be with the heaven and the earth, can enjoy the sun and the moon, and watch the tide of the future. Wouldn't it be better to make friends with ordinary people than to know people who are bound up in love and hatred to achieve nothing? You should be happy for him and be proud of him."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a few moments, and in the end he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the expression on his face changed, and finally he slammed the table, laughed a few times, filled a glass of wine, raised his hands, and said loudly: "I respect the priest!"

Yao Guang raised his glass happily.

Lu Xiaofeng drank a few more glasses of wine, his face gradually turned red, and he said some words casually.

"Ximen Chuuxue said that even if he was a friend, he would never help me again. He paid off what he owed me, and didn't want to owe me any more, nor did he want me to owe him. Why is that?"

Human relations are often back and forth in this kind of debt and repayment. Friends never carefully calculate who owes whom more. You help me and I help you. If there are more exchanges, the friendship will naturally be deep.

Lu Xiaofeng helped Ximen Chuuxue a lot in the past, and Ximen Chuuxue also rescued Lu Xiaofeng several times.

Lu Xiaofeng thought that this kind of friendship could last forever.

He didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to say such a thing.

Yao Guang slowly ate the flower-shaped stuffed siu mai, took a sip of the sweet wine, and then answered: "According to what the knight Lu said, Ximen Chuuxue's practice is very similar to my Taoism. Karma is entangled with it, which is not conducive to pure cultivation. Therefore, if a cultivator owes others a favor, he will definitely find an opportunity to repay it in full, and end the cause and effect in order to avoid disaster in the future. From this point of view, Ximen Chuuxue has indeed entered the Dao path."

Lu Xiaofeng said loudly: "He hasn't read any Daoist scriptures!"

Yaoguang couldn't help laughing.

"If everyone has to read the Taoist scriptures to enter the Tao, where did the first sages come from? The Dao is three thousand, and it is everywhere. If you realize the Tao with one thought, you are my fellow disciple."

If it is about martial arts secret books, maybe Lu Xiaofeng knows more, but when it comes to these Taoist, Buddhist and Confucian classics, he is completely useless.That question was just the result of a bit of unwillingness to drive, in fact, he already knew the answer, and there was no need for others to answer it.

The two don't owe each other, so naturally they don't want to have any more contact.

Ximen Chuuxue has already stepped out of this world of mortals, and he doesn't want to set foot in the rivers and lakes again.

Drinking is the easiest way to get drunk when you are in a depressed mood, and the Wuliangye of this store is really high-quality wine. Lu Xiaofeng was half drunk after drinking one cup after another. He stood up, tapped the bowl with his chopsticks, and sang loudly. song.

All of Lu Xiaofeng's friends know that Lu Xiaofeng can only sing those few songs, and only sing those few lines, and he can't sing very well.

Naturally, Lu Xiaofeng's friends would not say anything because he sang badly, because they could understand Lu Xiaofeng's mood.

Yao Guang is not Lu Xiaofeng's friend.

Among Yao Guang's friends in Datang, most of them are elegant people who are proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Whether they come from Qingyan Wanhua Valley or Yangzhou Qixiufang, anyone who dares to sing in the downtown area will never have a bad singing voice.

Yao Guang listened for a while, and when Lu Xiaofeng began to repeat her tune, she frowned and said, "Lu Xiashi, stop singing, it's really ugly."

Lu Xiaofeng's singing stopped, and he froze there, his eyes fixed on Yao Guang, and his eyes were filled with the expression "When did I offend you?".

Ye Gucheng glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, lowered his head to drink, and said nothing.

Hua Manlou turned her head to the side, the corners of her mouth seemed to be raised a little.