Chapter 325: The true teachings of Jianya, to protect fellow disciples - the sword breaks and the man dies.

"Junior brother, I don't think I can do it."

Han Tuizhi had a bitter look on his face.

As Jianya's senior brother, he had seen the most wonderful sword techniques in the world, but he never thought that there would be a sword technique that was so difficult.

This is an extreme swordsmanship, without any skills, all emotion. However, it can reach people's hearts and make people unable to resist.

"This...is impossible!"

Song Lin also had a puzzled look on his face, tilting his head and asking, "Big Brother, could it be that you didn't shout the slogan?"

"What slogan?"

Han Tuiyi looked puzzled.

"It's just the mantra!" Song Lin said as a matter of course.

"If there is no woman in your heart, you will naturally be able to draw the sword like a god?" Han Tuizhi's face was full of resistance.

how can that be!

Just thinking about that scene made him feel embarrassed.

"Yes, that's it. But it's not drawing a sword, it's drawing a knife." Song Lin nodded affirmatively.

"Why draw the sword?"

Inside and outside the Jinlin Palace, doubts arose in the minds of several people.

"Maybe... it's for rhyme. Or maybe, it's to confuse the enemy? Who knows what the predecessor who created this sword manual was thinking? Anyway, it doesn't matter."

Song Lin smiled awkwardly.

"Then, why do we have to shout the formula?" Han Tuizhi was still puzzled.

"Of course it's... a sense of ceremony."

Song Lin looked confident, "Big Brother, don't you think this slogan... oh no, the formula is very powerful when it is shouted out? It gives you a sense of absolute confidence?"

"Think about it, when your opponent heard this, wouldn't he be shocked on the spot? He has no woman in his heart. What a resolute sword technique this is. As a result... when you swing your sword, gods and ghosts are afraid."

"Tsk tsk, it's simply invincible!"

Song Lin was talking nonsense and just misleading people.

Just like his unique skill of flying knives, the first step is to have absolute confidence in yourself, regardless of whether others believe it or not.

Han Tuizhi: “…”

Feng Xuejun: “…”

Song Yuyan: “…”

This boy (husband), isn’t he just making things up?

"Do not believe?"

Song Lin took out a flying knife and asked eagerly, "Do you want to try it?"

"No, no. I believe it!"

Han Tuizhi hurriedly stopped him.

The rumor that the flying knife never missed its target had long been heard throughout Donglin. When it first appeared, it pierced through Duan Yuansi's chest, so he was not completely sure that he could take it.

"Do you really want to shout?"

Han Tuizhi asked cautiously.

When he thought of that scene, he felt a surge of shame and his scalp went numb.

"Believe in me, and believe in yourself. Big Brother, you can do it!"

Song Lin nodded confidently.

The first move of the sword manual is to forget the one you love. In fact, it was created based on Ye Qingyun's Fushui Sword, the principle of "extreme love and extreme sword".

The following moves of the Jueqing Sword Manual may be a little mysterious, but the theory of the first move is absolutely tenable.

Wasn’t that sword he just struck prover?
"OK then."

Han Tuizhi closed his eyes and pondered for a long time.

Finally her face turned red.

He shouted: "Without women in mind, draw your sword naturally! Sword, the first page of swordsmanship, without women in mind! Go——"

call--

The sword light floated, like a faint fragrance passing through the woods, silently cutting off trees and rocks.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

Compared with the previous sword, this sword has improved many times. Could it be that the eldest brother is really a genius in practicing the Jueqing Sword?

“It actually works?”

Han Tuizhi's face was full of surprise. He looked left and right at the hand holding the sword.

"Big brother."

Song Lin suddenly sighed, "How do you think your sword skills compare to mine?"

"Of course it is... a lot worse."

Han Tuizhi blushed.

In fact, if we really compare them, there is more than just a big difference, it is a world of difference.

His sword has evolved from a reckless man who doesn't know how to be romantic to a beginner who knows how to taste food. Compared with Song Lin's sword, there is still a long way to go.

"Junior brother, where do you think I am lacking?" Han Tuizhi asked cautiously.

“Emptiness has form, but no meaning.”

Song Lin thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I think I know where the problem lies."

I saw a look of realization on his face.

He turned to Han Tuizhi and said firmly: "Big Brother, your sword - has no emotions! Emotions are the most hurtful, but also the most challenging."

"The general outline of the Jueqing Sword Manual has been written clearly - if you want to forget about emotions, you must have emotions. Use emotions to refine your heart, and cut through emotions to seek the truth."

"The first page of the sword manual also said - forget your sweetheart. Senior Brother, you don't even have a sweetheart, how can you practice this first sword?"

Under the night.

The corners of Song Lin's mouth curled up quietly, like a cunning little fox that finally showed its tail.

"what?"

Han Tuizhi was stunned on the spot.

Murmuring: "If you want to forget the feelings first, you should have feelings."

"of course."

Song Lin nodded, "Just like your ruthless sword. You have never experienced a relationship, and you have never experienced love, so how can you experience ruthlessness? Therefore, there is a reason why you have not been able to break through the last step of the ruthless sword!"

"This……"

Han Tuizhi stood there in a daze, as if he had realized something.

"Good job! Junior brother, you did a great job!" Feng Xuejun couldn't help but secretly punched and laughed to himself.

This tactic of both fighting and defending, and taking every step carefully, finally led Han Tuizhi into a corner!
Don't say it's him.

Even Feng Xuejun herself almost believed it. As for Song Yuyan, who was eavesdropping in Jinlin Palace, she secretly memorized this sentence in her heart and engraved it into her soul. From then on, she regarded it as a golden rule for the rest of her life.

"Then...what should I do?"

Han Tuizhi hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask a question that he already knew the answer to.

"Of course it's to find a Taoist partner. You don't need me to do this for you, do you?" Song Lin looked like he was smiling, and Han Tuizhi's face immediately turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no need."

For a while.

The expression on his face changed constantly, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

for a long time.

Han Tuiyi gritted his teeth, as if he had finally made up his mind.

"Junior brother, I...I need to go back and think about this matter."

"It's time to think about it carefully."

Song Lin chuckled.

Saying that you think about it is just embarrassing to tell others.

Given Han Tuizhi's obsession with the Merciless Sword, it was impossible for him not to fall into this trap.

By the time.

Fall in love and can't extricate yourself.

"hey-hey……"

Song Lin looked at Han Tuizhi's receding back and couldn't help laughing.

"The second page of the sword manual says to sever one's infatuated soul. The third page of the sword manual says to raise one's hand and destroy the mortal world. Big Brother, you can't do that!"

In the Jinlin Palace.

Song Yuyan secretly looked at the expression on Song Lin's face and felt that he was like a little fox in human skin, which made people tremble with fear.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly there was a cough.

She was so frightened that she hastily withdrew her hand, and the slightly raised finger fell down with a "crack", which was very harsh in the quiet night.

Song Lin remained calm, as if he had expected this.

He stood there quietly for a moment.

A figure walked out from the darkness and asked, "Is it done?"

"Sooner or later."

"There won't be any accidents, right?"

"Again, only the first page of this sword manual is real. If he can master 'Self-Severing Love Soul', I will eat the secret book!"

Song Lin is full of confidence.

"Hehehe~~Junior brother, you are awesome!" Feng Xuejun jumped up happily.

As long as Han Tuizhi is willing to take the step of love.

In this sparsely populated Jianya Xuanfeng, is there another candidate besides her?

[The 50th year since the Sword Master transformed into a sword. 】

【History has come to the most critical turning point. 】

[You met a strange fate in the Golden Light Cave, and created the Heartless Sword Manual, tracing back through the past and present, giving fate a hard kick in the ass.]

【This year.】

[Han Tuizhi put down his obsession, but his mind was blocked again. He practiced the "Jueqing Sword Manual" and tried to step into the path of affection. First affection, then ruthlessness.]

[What can he do? What can he do? He could not get over the hurdle in his heart and did not want to bring trouble to the beautiful woman. Therefore, he did not take that step for a long time, and finally sighed, "Han is a clean-handed person, how dare he let the beautiful woman down!"]

[Feng Xuejun waited and waited in the mountains, almost turning into a stone waiting for her husband, but she still didn't wait for Han Tuizhi to take the initiative.]

【then. 】

[She had no choice but to take the initiative to take the so-called 'ninety-nine steps' towards him, expecting him to give her the crucial last step in return.]

【And you, then started your own practice plan. 】

【The seven elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder are united to achieve the supreme way. If you can succeed, you will have taken half a step towards the supreme golden body.】

[However, the difficulty of this step seems to be more difficult than letting Han Tuizhi take the initiative to step into the emotional hurdle. ]

【Down the mountain.】

[The Netherworld has been silent for many years, and is ready to make a move. ]

【Finally at the end of the year, New Year’s Eve. 】

[A demonic calamity arose from the desolate northwest land, and swept across the east overnight. Countless evil demons emerged from the ground, like locusts, trying to exterminate all living things.]

[Many noble families and immortal sects were caught off guard and were destroyed in an instant. Countless people from all over Cangzhou were killed or injured, and hundreds of cities were burned down.]

[The Li family, the wine immortal, was the first to be hit. Without any preparation, they lost countless resources and industries from all over the country. Among the seventy-two major branches, two were almost destroyed in the demonic calamity.]

【This is an unprecedented loss, an unprecedented disaster. 】

[After all, no one expected that the Netherworld would dare to take action against the Li family, the immortal family with a history that spans back to ancient times! ]

【The first day of the first lunar month. 】

【Li Chunfeng, who traveled to Donglin, returned with serious injuries and brought an important message. In the demonic calamity, there are seven evil demons ruling the four directions. Wherever they pass, no grass grows and thousands of miles of people are mourning.】

[Countless people were turned into blood food, fried and cooked, the methods were so cruel that it was outrageous.]

【at the same time.】

[In the desolate northwest, the Three Rivers and Nine Springs were completely destroyed. Millions of water monsters and spirits rushed out of the Nine Springs, causing a devastating flood, causing almost all the people along the Three Rivers to die, and history was cut off.]

[The Jianzhai Villa built by Chunyu Yi under the spring was turned into ruins. The eighteen true disciples of Wudao Xuanfeng, the thirty-six secular disciples, and the one hundred and eight outer disciples all died in a foreign land, and no remains were left.]

[A total of 360 disciples from Qimen Xuanfeng, Douzhan Xuanfeng, and Xianling Xuanfeng were transformed into skeletons and their souls returned to the unknown under the attack of countless demons.]

[Chun Yuyi, a disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, fought to the death to protect his fellow disciples, but his sword broke and he died.]

【The news reached Donglinxianya.】

[Feng Xuejun rushed out of the Sword Cliff in a frenzy, traveled a million miles in one night, passed the Yellow Spring Road, and entered the Nine Springs. In the end, only a broken sword was seen floating in the bloody and turbid spring water.]

[The Broken Sword - Beginning]

Jianya Xuanfeng.

Song Lin's face was as gloomy as water, and he walked out of Jinlin Palace slowly.

Look up at the sky.

Overnight, everything changed.

Rays of light kept flying in the sky, and the entire Donglin Fairy Cliff seemed to be alarmed, with unprecedented liveliness.

"The true calamity of breaking the sword has only just begun?" He stared at the distant sky, clenching his fists, "But why... is it Senior Brother Chun who died!"

That desolate place in the northwest that was looked down upon by everyone actually trapped Chunyu Yi, who was only one step away from becoming a sword immortal.

(End of this chapter)