Chapter 102: I have a sword named Chunqiu

In the same realm, if there is a monk within one foot of the swordsman, according to the general view of this mountain and river, it is looking for death. After all, according to the killing power of the swordsman in this mountain and river, this is a The inevitable result.
But nowadays, Xichunan, who is only one line away from the Spring and Autumn Period, is already the watcher of the summit of the ascending Tower Realm. The difference is not a star or the slightest. Although the watcher is out of his body, he was seriously injured while climbing Yuwu Mountain. In any case, they are all genuine Taoist first-persons. They don’t know how many Taoisms they are proficient in. They are far from the match of Xichunan, a swordsman in the Chaomu realm. Therefore, after the sword was handed out, the master did not even reach out. Let the sword come in front of him before driving the colorful river to stop him.
Xi Chunan's short sword slammed into the colorful river of Guanzhu. After a while, the light of the river was radiant, and the power of this sword was blocked in front of Guanzhu.
The watcher stood with his hands indifferently, and shook his head, feeling disappointed in reason, but there was still some admiration for Xi Chunan in my heart.
He flipped through books in Dengtianlou, and he read many scrolls, preaching on Taoism and Taoism, but there are also many scrolls that talk about mountains and rivers, and talk about the customs of the mountains and rivers. Some of the Taoists’ predecessors are happy and like it. Most of the comments left on those Dao scrolls are the feelings after reading the book, so that some younger generations who have no time to turn the book can abandon the book after reading the feeling and know the main idea. But in addition, there are many comments that are more interesting, and the viewer can't help but smile whenever they turn to it.
It's like before going down the mountain, he turned to a book of Taoism on the mountain. The comment on it was a comparison between a certain Taoist monk and a swordsman. That senior wrote hundreds of words eloquently. Why the swordsman’s killing power can dominate the mountains and rivers, apart from the fact that they always do not rely on heavy foreign objects, the swordsman’s heart is the most important. Most of the swordsmen in the mountains and rivers believe that with a sword in their hands, they can open the mountains and fill the sea. I dared to change the color of the world, and the monks of the three religions and the Confucian monks are good at reasoning, and they have too many worries when they fight. Buddhist monks have never mixed up with the mountains and rivers. Most of the monks are studying Zen in the Buddhist land. Taoist monks They don’t have so many scruples, fights and fights, and they are not affected by anything. Even when it comes to Qi Luck, they don’t care much. Therefore, Taoism is considered to be the best fight among the three religions, but even so, Not as good as a swordsman, only this line can truly achieve a sword in hand and indomitable progress.
Although the master has always paid little attention to such general statements, whether it was Chao Qingqiu, Chen Sheng later, or even Xi Chunan today, he actually felt the same. This made him have to remember what the previous senior said again.
It's just that nowadays, Xi Chunan, whose Yijian has hardly caused any effective damage to the master, is actually almost at the end of the battle.
The Guanzhu looked at the unknown swordsman and asked curiously: "When a sword comes out, you know that you can break the mountain before you dare to attack the mountain, and you know you can break the sea before you dare to attack the sea. This is true. ?"
Xi Chunan nodded hard, "Yes."
The observer who got this answer seemed a little confused, "Then, since that's right, why do you know that this mountain is constantly cutting and this sea can't be split, so you still insist on using a sword, don't you think it is stupid?"
After Xichunan’s sword failed, he was wounded by the colorful river, but except for his face pale, there were no other signs. The senior brother at the foot of the Jianshan naturally said: "Nothing With one sword, how do you know that this mountain must be cut continuously and this sea must not be split?"
The subject is silent.
To this day, he can't understand the thoughts of these swordsmen.
Forget it, the watcher waved his hand, and said at random: "Your sword is doomed to be useless. I naturally want to go to that sword mountain. What else do I have to stay?"
Xi Chunan shook his head, but said to himself: "I still have a sword."
The watcher's eyes lit up, and there was a cry.
Then for a moment, the watcher was a little excited, because in the moment after the swordsman's voice fell, Xi Chunan's sword spirit soared, and a thick sword gang was born on that dagger hidden fish.
The sword energy is sharp and sharp.
Guanzhu's hair was even chopped off by these sword qi.
The master thought for a while, stepped back a few steps, and was ten steps away from this swordsman.
Xichunan laughed in a low voice: "In my life, although I have never regarded kendo as the only one in my life, the biggest regret is that I have never set foot in the Spring and Autumn Period. Therefore, this last sword is not called anything else, so it is called Spring and Autumn. Watch the subject, can the subject dare to take it?"
The viewer laughed, "But it doesn't matter if it's out."
So Xi Chunan laughed and handed out the second sword.
When this sword was handed out, there was silence on the mountain road, and the sound of wind and swords were as unheard of. Compared with the first sword before, in terms of momentum, it was actually much worse, but the master was in this sword. , But saw something different.
The Spring and Autumn Realm, as the name suggests, is to know the beauty of the four seasons between heaven and earth. How to know it is to know the mystery only by watching day after day. Therefore, after reaching this realm, the number of lifespans can reach one. The secular people can't imagine the length. After entering the Spring and Autumn Period, many monks can spend hundreds of years to study the secrets of climbing buildings. Naturally, many of them will not succeed. After the time is wasted, they will die. , But there are still a small number of people who have stepped into the next realm because of the extra years, and they have gone one step further away from the great road. The monks in the world, even saints, cannot achieve longevity. Therefore, in fact, they want this achievement. The way of immortality is the way of longevity.
Xichunan has not stepped into the Spring and Autumn Realm, so naturally I don't know what the scenery is. Therefore, although this sword is called Chunqiu, it is actually Xichunan's guess and yearning for that realm.
Infinite yearning.
The endless vitality that Guanzhu saw in this sword, but the person who used such a sword was gradually losing vitality.
A sword swung, Jian Gang was like a dazzling blue air.
Howled.
Sword Qi is rolling, still winning before.
Xi Chunan smiled, no matter whether the sword was successful or not, there was no regret.
next moment.
The Guanzhu stretched out his hand and drove the long colorful river to stop the sword. It didn't seem to be too much effort. After a while, he drove the long river into Xichu Nan's chest by the way.
The colorful river swept past.
Not quickly, but still inevitable.
After the colorful river passed, a huge hole was left in Xichunan's chest.
Xichunan smiled miserably and threw the hidden fish off the cliff.
He didn't have any blood flowing out of his whole body, instead, it was like turning into a ray of light, gradually disappearing on the mountain road, between the heaven and the earth, nothing was left.
Guanzhu's expression remained unchanged, and walked back to the mountain with his hand held down.
Yang Haizhi, who was in a visual battle at the top of the mountain, always had a faint smile, and the watcher made his move today, which is considered to dispel his last worry, and it is true that the watcher is still the watcher.
And when Xi Chunan disappeared between heaven and earth, in the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, the statue of Xi Chunan was originally full of cracks, but now it is completely shattered.
With a bang, it turned into a pile of loose sand.
Liu Yibai was inside the ruined temple. After seeing this scene, he didn't say a word, just dragged out a jar of wine and walked outside the ruined temple.
And Xie Lu, who was alarmed by the noise here, walked to the entrance of the ruined temple, only took a look at the scene inside, and then turned and left.
Both of them actually knew that their big brother was really gone this time.
The word parting includes birth and death.
And just after Xie Lu and Liu Yibai left, a tall old man appeared in the ruined temple, the old ancestor Xu Ji on Jianshan Mountain.
Xu Ji came to this pile of loose sand, without saying a word, just lightly holding up and attacking the sand, smiling and shaking his head.
Just like he was holding that child many years ago.
The old scholar was asking Jianping, flipping through a eulogy, and reading it aloud.
In his entire life, he has read eulogy for others only a few times.
In addition to the fact that no one wants to, it is also because he does not want to read for ordinary people, so this is one of the few times.
Only this time, he was willing.