Immortal Sword Master

"My own way ...... really." Lin Xin looked for a moment, and went a little unconsciously.

的 The tea on the tabletop slowly evaporated and turned into a white mist, which disappeared in a few moments.

I waited for him to return to God, but he could see nothing.

"I now combine the three aspects of the runes, swordsmanship, attributes, and can form a unique lore skill. No matter whether it is Xinyan Kendo or Honghua Kendo, no one can imitate it. This is not my own. The road? "

"Where is my own Yuanjing and Yuanying Road?"

"The power of Youfu belongs to Zhiyin. Perhaps I must neutralize the strength of Youfu before I can see the future clearly."

There is a faint feeling in his heart. When he truly gets rid of the power of the palace, it is the day he is qualified to step into the Yuanjing.

主 Hongye Sword Master is no longer there.

He got up to check out, walked out of the shop, and studied the breeze outside, blowing on his face from left to right, but it had a touch of harmony and tranquility.

A few children **** with croissants chased a little girl who snatched an embroidered purse, not far away. The joke of the child's joke is a bit noisy, but it is not annoying.

离开 He left the shop and walked along the streets of this small town.

I walked on the uneven slab road, and some slabs were even incomplete by some heavy objects. Expose the loess below.

一 One of the shops on the right was open. Some of them were yawning, and they were lazy by the midday sun.

Some stores have notices on them that indicate how many days they have closed.

He is dressed in ordinary Confucian Tsing Yi. When he walks by, he is no different from scholars who pass by on the road from time to time.

"It's really leisurely ... if it wasn't for this era, maybe I wouldn't have thought of it, it's actually a place of crisis threatening ..."

Zhe Lin said with emotion.

走 He walked to a black-lacquered two-story building that seemed to be a restaurant, or a tea house, or a private residence.

By the balcony on the upper floor, a man in black is whispering to a woman, and from time to time he admires the street scene below.

The two talked about the laughter faintly.

Zhelin New Station was in front of a notice board at the alley on the side of the building. Stand still.

The notice board was full of densely packed notification notices.

‘Seven Love Swordsmen May 1 expel alien beasts in the south of the city, and a curfew will begin in the city’

‘On the afternoon of May 20th, Anhui Xisha recruited excavation workers and was well paid’

321 Orchid Street for sale. The price is negotiable. Interested parties can contact Chunsheng Building. ’

Sell ​​a horse of Maxima, the price is negotiable, in Chunsheng Building. ’

‘Tomorrow ’s silver-level convoy passes by and the colliders are killed without pardon. ’

‘Recruiting a dyeing house manager. Treatment favorably. ’

The notices were layered on top of each other, and some even covered each other.

Zhe Linxin stood standing and watched it for a long time, maybe even he himself didn't know why he would somehow stand here to watch such irrelevant notices.

"Buy a sweet-scented osmanthus cake before going home!"

A pair of father and son passed by, and his chubby son rode around Dad's neck, tearing the cloth strips on his bun.

"I want to eat chestnut cake!" His son milked.

"Isn't it the chestnut cake I ate yesterday?"

"I'm going to eat!"

"Okay .... just buy chestnut cake."

The two fathers and sons walked away slowly, Lin Xin turned his face slightly and looked at the pair of father and son in white-washed clothes, with a surprisingly calm heart.

"This brother, but what's wrong with this notice? It's been half an hour since the brother stood here."

Suddenly the second floor of the small black building. A mellow man's voice came slowly.

Zhe Lin looked up and saw the previous man in black.

He was smiling and looking at himself friendly, apparently talking to himself.

The woman who had joked with him before is gone, and only he is standing on the balcony.

"Nothing wrong." Lin Xin shook his head and said lightly.

The black man smiled, and did not stop because of his cold attitude.

"If the brother does not give up, how about going upstairs for a light drink?"

Su Lin's newly calm lake-like eyes suddenly felt a slight undulation.

打扮 His dress is no different from that of other ordinary Confucian scholars, and in the eyes of ordinary people, because he has turned on hidden disks all year round, he looks no different from ordinary people.

In addition to some extraordinary temperament. Then there is nothing else to be desired. But that's it, the other party still offered to invite him.

It really gave him a hint of interest.

Xu paused for a moment, Lin Xin's eyes on the black man were very pure and enthusiastic.

"it is good."

抬 He stepped towards the entrance of the small building.

I was empty inside. The door was open, no one took care of it, went down the second staircase to the second floor, and saw at a glance the banquet that had just been put away and not yet stowed.

The black man was standing by the bed, and Xiao Er was cleaning a low table in front of him.

"Brother, please sit down."

Zhe Lin walked over. Sit across from him.

The two sat down and Xiao Er served wine and food, and soon the whole table was filled.

"Seeing Xiongtai is extraordinary, always standing in front of the notice, but to find something to do?" The black man smiled.

Xin Lin shook his head, held up a glass of wine, and sipped gently.

"That brother's eyebrows are slightly locked. Maybe something difficult to decide?" Asked the man in black again.

"No."

Lin Xin answered softly.

"It's not difficult to decide, why are you frowning?" The boy held up his glass and drank it. "Forget about that. Drink!"

He just wanted to find someone to drink with, that's all.

Sun Yat-Sen and Yuan-Yuan Chao had a vast friendship, and there were friends and brothers everywhere. In this city of Lucheng, a name of righteousness is also mixed up. From the outsider's point of view, he has everything in his hands and eyes. If anything comes to him, he can find a solution.

此时 But at this time, he has the same unsolvable problems as ordinary people.

The two had their own minds and did not speak, but just kept drinking.

Continuous one after another.

The two did not speak to anyone, just drinking.

The sky was getting dim, and the setting sun, the red light slanted in from the small building, and fell on the food in the middle of the table. Verdant greens are more watery.

"Drink ..."

Song Song Yuanchao was drunk. But still kept calling Lin Xin to drink vigorously.

I put down the wine jar, and Lin Xin wiped the drink at his mouth.

"you're drunk."

"Are you drunk?"

Song Yuan Chao is drunk.

"Yes. Drunk." Lin Xin answered affirmatively.

"Life is like a dream, drunk is not drunk, what's the difference?" Song Yuanchao chuckled. "Maybe drunk is better."

"Maybe." Lin Xin could see that the other party was also upset.

He suddenly remembered. At first, the red leaf sword was mainly responsible for the cause and effect. As long as the power connection was cut off, he must bear the next cause and effect for him.

"Cause and effect, what is it?"

Unconscious, he muttered quietly.

"If there is a cause, there is a result. One is a seed, and the other is a fruit. When you plant a seed, you can have fruit. Isn't it just cause and effect?"

Song Yuanchao was drunk and laughed. Although he was drunk, he still spoke clearly. Unlike some drunks, they can't even speak clearly when drunk.

"Why is it for causation?" Lin Xin looked indifferently, looked at him, and asked casually.

"Success? From beginning to end, let the obtained cause produce the desired result. Isn't it the end of everything? The Buddha has a cloud: because of the fate, the fruit is in your heart."

Song Yuanchao laughed crazy.

"The end of cause and effect is nothing more than the end of one's own heart. That's it. When you think it's over, it's over."

"Your argument is novel." Lin Xin's eyes moved slightly, and he faced the person in front of him for the first time. Although the other party did not have the power to practice, what he said was something different.

"There is a word in the world, and there is a word in my heart, and my heart is not fulfilled. There must be hunger. In my heart, there is always a day of peace and freedom." Song Yuanchao shook his head and seemed to be feeling, but also talking. Some hope.

"On the day of freedom ...... Maybe." Lin Xin turned his face. Looking down from the second floor, people are coming and going on the streets, and some shops are closing their doors in the evening.

Carrying a few official master's sedan chairs slowly, followed by some picky men.

"You and I sit here and drink together, why is it not a cause and effect? ​​I call you first, it is because of it. You and I are in a rare mood, but also because of the encounter here at the same time, which is the final result. Fruit, you and I are drinking together now. This is fruit. "

Song Yuanchao seems to be a believer in Buddhism. When his eyes are blurred, he is also very organized.

"What is the way to the sun?" Lin Xin asked again casually.

"The way to the sun, there is the way to the Buddha, the way to the Yuansheng." Song Yuanchao smiled, grabbed an altar to remove the sealing mud.

"The purest in the world is nothing but the flash of light appearing in endless darkness. When I was young, I read through the scriptures and Scriptures. Although I was not able to enter the world of spiritual practice I longed for, I realized some truth myself."

"What makes sense?"

In fact, Lin Xinxin already had the answer, but he was still at a loss, in fact, he just wanted to hear someone say it himself.

"The sun to the sun is like Tai Chi. Only when people are in the darkest and most painful and difficult time, can they give birth to the purest yearning for good peace ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ It will also make people fall forever Hell. "Lin Xin chimed in.

"Yes. Everything is by heart." Song Yuanchao grinned twice.

噗通.

He hit his head directly on the food in front of Lin Xin and was motionless.

He lifted the wine jar and drank it all at once, Lin Xin looked at Song Yuanchao in front of him.

"I already know the answer, but I'm just indecisive and have others say it myself. Hehe ..."

He got up and set down the jar.

"Meet each other, you and I drink because of it, then I will give you a fruit."

As soon as he twitched his finger, the same small black dan bottle appeared suddenly on his palm.

'Wu Shi Dan' has clear writing on it.

It can improve the induction of internal qi in a short time, and at the same time, the medicinal power can enhance the physical energy and blood gas of the body. It is an excellent modified version of Xuedan.

He is also one of some mixed dandelions that he practiced at random in Youfu.

Can enable ordinary people to step into the spiritual phase of spiritual practice. Like many years ago he refined the blood Dan. It's just that the side effects are smaller, but the effect may also fail.

看 "Look at you fortune."

Throw the elixir into the other's cuff, and slowly went downstairs. Lin Xin no longer hesitated, and walked out of the city gate. (To be continued.)