Master of Great Calamity

Chapter 448: Less nonsense, full

"You don't want me to use the sword anymore, just for this reason?"

Li Baihu's question made Fang Yuan sink slightly: "Just because I am worried that I will take the path of evil sword?"

"Not bad!"

Li Baihu looked at Fang Yuan's eyes and was silent for a long while before saying: "Where is your swordsmanship inherited from? I didn't know before, I can only guess, and I wondered if you had anything to do with Jibei Yuxiu, but now Now that you have disclosed your identity, you are a disciple of Qingyang Sect in Yunzhou, so this matter can be sorted out. The name Qingyang Jianchi, you are not unfamiliar?"

Hearing the words "Qingyang Jianchi", Fang Yuan felt a slight movement.

He is no stranger to this name. Since he got the Wujian Jianjing, he has already known this name. He also knew that this person has already escaped into the Demon Sect. At the same time, he naturally thought of this person. The grudge with the sword wash pool!

"Can't he learn his swordsmanship?"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth, and his words were a little cold.

"Don't get me wrong, in fact, this person is a senior I respect very much..."

Li Baihu spoke leisurely and said lightly: "I respect him even more than my master!"

After listening to this, Fang Yuan froze slightly, and saw that Li Baihu was not lying, and the hostility in his heart receded slightly.

"Is he still alive today?"

After a moment of silence, he asked this question.

And this is also one of the issues he is most concerned about after practicing the Wujian Jian Jing.

In fact, it’s not just Li Baihu. There are not many people who admire in his life, but the ancestor of the Wujian Jianjing is definitely one of them, and as his attainments in kendo become deeper and deeper, the more he understands the Wujian Jianjing , The deeper this admiration...

He simply couldn't understand, what kind of people are these exquisite kendos who can really understand?

In the case of the technique of Tianyan, I feel that this sword is mysterious...

"That senior is dead or alive, and I don’t know. Our record in the sword wash pool only ends after he escapes into the Sect, but one thing is certain, that is, he is in the Sect. , Left a legacy..."

Li Baihu was also slightly fascinated. After a while, he said: "This swordsmanship has been spread among evils since hundreds of years ago, but because of the small number of people, there are not many people who know it. This swordsmanship is very scary and powerful. The environment is also fast, but the most frightening part of them is not how strong they are, but that these people eventually turn into demon..."

"Demon?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback and looked up at Li Baihu: "What do you mean?"

Li Baihu's voice was low, and he said coldly: "Robbing sword spirit, sword bone, refining one's sword and intending the sword's heart, the most evil and the most terrifying than the demon!"

Fang Yuan frowned tightly: "Why?"

Li Baihu said: "Maybe just like you, because Jianyi has been standing still?"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and looked seriously at Fang Yuan, saying: "I said to you before, this world can cultivate the sword heart within the realm of Jindan, we wash the sword pool There are four, but in fact, just a hundred years ago, we had more than a dozen such people in the sword pool, but in this hundred years, all of them have fallen down..."

After a long while, Fang Yuan hesitated: "They..."

Li Baihu nodded and said, "Yes, they were all taken away by the evil spirits and turned into bodies!"

When Fang Yuan heard this, his back suddenly felt a little chilly.

"It is precisely because you recognize your swordsmanship, so we don't want you to continue to use swords..."

Li Baihu whispered: "In the mysterious realm of the heavens, Brother Li recognized your swordsmanship and went all the way with that evil sword monk, so he regarded you as a evil cultivationist, but your swordsmanship now is indeed It was upright, he hadn't reached that road yet, and he slammed the killer to you at the time, but he was wrong. After returning to the sword wash pool, he was also imprisoned in the sword prison and was punished, but this time I came out , Master also told me the same, if you can find you, then take a good look at your sword..."

After he said nothing, he gave a slight pause and said, "Now I have confirmed that your sword inheritance is Qingyang Sect. Presumably it should be the sword way that the swordsman left when he was in Qingyang Sect. Naturally, it will not belong to that. Xie Xiu is in the same vein, but your swordsmanship is also in the shape of Da Yuan Da Yuan, without flaws and regrets, and the meaning is exhausted. The way of the Dharma belongs to Wu, which is no different from the group of evil sword monks..."

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and for the rest, he no longer needed Li Baihu to say anything.

Just in his heart, he felt a little bit heavy for a while.

Without the lack of sword scriptures, will it really come to this level?

If before that, Fang Yuan might not even believe, his Dao heart was not so easy to shake.

But the key point is that Li Baihu's sentence broke the reason why he hasn't become a sword intent so far, but it made Fang Yuan feel a little heavy in his heart. The technique of Tianyan has deduced the second volume of this sword sutra, and the path taken must not be wrong, so why hasn't his sword intention made much progress?

Is it really because you have not embarked on an evil path?

Do you want to cultivate a sword and become a master, you really have to learn evil cultivation and take the sword spirit of others?

How is this different from the blood demon in the secret realm?

Before he did not know this approach, he never had any pressure. Although the sword's intention was not greatly improved, he was not too anxious and had no clue in his heart. He could only wait slowly, but now, Li Baihu suddenly broke At this point, he immediately couldn't help thinking about the possibility of doing so, and with such a thought, Fang Yuan was a little scared to find that this method...

...Maybe really effective!

This is like a magic machine, and instantly feels that the future road is much smoother!

But soon Fang Yuan shook his head, drove the idea out of his mind, and immediately cut it clean.

Fang Yuan did not want to believe!

He started from contacting Kendo, and he practiced the Wujian Jianjing. He knew that the inheritance of this kendo originated from the Qingyang Sword Infatuation. Every sword in it was upright and straightforward, with ingenious intentions and profound mystery, even if it was Qingyang. Jianchi, later became an evil sword demon, but this does not mean that his sword can be underestimated. This sword is still upright!

Why should such a sword sword say that it will definitely enter the evil way?

Do you have to give up your sword because of this worry?

Fang Yuan looked away from the fence, slowly drained the wine in the glass, and his thoughts became firm.

He seriously looked at Li Baihu's eyes and said, "You think too much, I will never embark on that evil path!"

"I believe your attitude at this time..."

Li Baihu paused, nodded and said, "But those evil faction sword repairs, they may not want to embark on such a path at the beginning, but the end result is the same, I think you should be able to understand this truth, when you When he has reached a certain height, he always wants to break through him. That is not his own wish, but your sword is forcing you to break through..."

"At this time..."

Li Baihu turned his head and said softly: "Brother Fang Dao, do you think you still have a choice?"

Fang Yuan understood what he said, so he just kept silent.

"These evil repairs, we have a unified title and we call them sword slaves..."

Li Baihu said: "The reason is very simple, they have lost the heart of the sword, but they are willing to be slaves of the sword drive. To a certain extent, this is actually one of the reasons why we do not want to make this matter public in the world. There are too many people in the world who do nothing to gain powerful power. If they let them know that such swords exist, I don’t know how many sword repairs will go to the snow field to find this sword. The righteousness and evil in their eyes are not a problem at all. Under the great destruction, what is more important than your own strength?"

"Sword slave?"

Fang Yuan pondered these two words, but thought it was very appropriate.

"It's just that they didn't think about it. Once Evil Road went up, they couldn't look back..."

Li Baihu gave a long sigh and patted Fang Yuan's shoulder and said, "My Master once said that this kind of Da Yuan Daman Kendo is incompatible with the world itself. The 50th Avenue, go to one, you can see the world and There is nothing perfect, and correspondingly, there will naturally be no perfect swordsmanship. The swordsman who was passionate about swords and pursuing perfection was a wrong direction in itself!"

"Because oneself can never be fulfilled, then in the end it will definitely rob others of Jianxin, Jianyi and Jianshun to make up for their deficiencies, but what they don’t understand, this false fulfillment is just a virtual image, the more It is looting, the more incomplete, it is like a flower in the circumstance, the moon in the water.

When it comes to this, Li Baihu's palm slowly covers the hip flask.

A drink like a sword flew out of the pot, with an unspeakable meaning, poured into Fang Yuan's wine glass!

"Fang Daoyou, drink this glass..."

Li Baihu's body didn't move, but his body was faintly entangled with a sword spirit, and his voice was like a sword.

This glass of wine, like a sword, penetrated Fang Yuan's heart.

Even his voice seemed to sound like a sword at this time, containing a kind of indescribable sword meaning, and he slowly opened his mouth to Fang Yuan, saying, "Since we once joined forces to slaughter the demon, we no longer want to face each other with swords. Fang Daoyou , Your God has passed through people and has a boundless future. If you don’t go this way, it’s an uphill road, why should you go down the road destined to die?”

"Listen to my persuasion, best, let's abandon the sword..."

Fang Yuan's body froze, his hands holding the glass seemed to be heavy, and his wrists seemed to be stiff.

He knew that this was Li Baihu's sword at himself.

The two men did not have a fight in the mysterious realm of Taoism, and finally came at this time!

Words are swords, and the general trend is attack!

Li Baihu has clearly stated the facts. Under the circumstances that he does not want to embark on the evil path, it seems that he only listened to his persuasion and drank this glass of wine, and this also means that since then, he really Need to abandon Kendo...

Does this glass of wine drink or not?

Fang Yuan seemed to think for a long time, but also seemed to think for only a moment.

Then he suddenly smiled and looked at Li Baihu said: "I will not embark on the evil road, but I will not abandon the sword!"

Li Baihu was more energetic, and said coldly: "Even if it is a dead end?"

"Not necessarily a dead end!"

Fang Yuan looked calm, looked at the glass of wine, and said, "I haven't encountered similar situations before. Facts have proved that ~lightnovelpub.net~ It's not a dead end, and it doesn't have to be evil. Road, it’s just because there are still some things that others didn’t expect, so I’ll go down this road, even if the predecessor didn’t go through this road, I will try to go through this road..."

Li Baihu couldn't help but frowned: "Road fifty, escape one, there can't be real perfection in this world..."

"Yeah, the road is fifty, escape one..."

Fang Yuan answered slowly: "So, if there is no real perfection in this world, who can guarantee that there will be real incompleteness?"

Having said that, he picked up the glass and swallowed it.

The sword spirit around Li Baihu disappeared, and his eyes became very strange.

After a while, he poured the wine as Fang Yuan said, and said, "Your sword will not necessarily work..."

"But after all, I won this fighting sword, right?"

Fang Yuan smiled, put the wine glass on the railing, and said with pride: "Less nonsense, full!"