Chapter Nine Hundred and Sixtieth: The Law Speaks with Words
Xiao Chen put down his teacup, listened carefully, and observed for half a day. He had already understood that this man's heart was higher than the sky, but he was not a flashy person. After some sex, there would definitely be a lot of truth flowing out.
"Bai's sword technique is called Xuanhe Langtao Slash, and the essence of it is in the word wave. As the saying goes, a big wave can break the sky. This is the ultimate expression of the power of a wave, which can pierce the sky. People who practice this Knife-like techniques are mostly aimed at this."
"I have been to the Chaotic Sea in the north, sitting and watching the ebb and flow of the tide. I have not moved for three years. I have seen the biggest wave. When it surges, it brings a sense of shock, which will never be forgotten. It seems that a world is in front of you. rise, and nothing can stand against that force."
Sitting and watching the tide ebb and flow, without moving for three years, everyone couldn't help but secretly surprised when they heard this, Bailang's patience is really admirable.
Bailang's voice continued, and he continued to speak. The sound of rumbling waves sounded behind him. He has observed various waves and wonders for three years, and as he narrates, they are derived as if they were real scenes, which makes people feel A sense of turbulent vastness.
The Dharma comes out with words, which makes people's hearts surge, but after a turbulent wave, Bailang said softly: "But I sat for three years before I realized that no matter how big the waves are, they are only on the surface, not in reality."
"In terms of the power of the waves, in the Xuanhe in the Immortal Era, a drop of Xuanshui weighed ten thousand catties, and a wave could shatter towering mountains, but all these are not the essence of the waves."
His voice paused, all kinds of wonders behind him, all kinds of magnificent waves, all stopped abruptly and disappeared.
Everyone was fascinated by what they heard, their hearts fluttered, and no one made a sound, waiting for Bailang's next words.
"The essence of waves is that they are unrestrained, free, and unfettered. The closest thing between heaven and earth is water. As long as there are low-lying areas, the water will come together again. Why do waves appear? It is because of freedom, these Water is different and does not want to be bound, you have to understand them..."
Bailang narrates, and the phantom scene that stops behind him appears again in a more intense way, with a rumbling sound. It spreads all over the world, and the entire Tianding Square can be heard clearly, as if the waves are in your ears side.
But when you search carefully, it is like the wind, no trace to be found, no shadow to pursue, unrestrained, free like the wind.
There is also a great way in the great way, so it turns out that many people have stunned expressions on their faces.
Boom boom boom!
Eighteen stone pillars carved with ancient sword kings, three of them, with the sound of white waves, lit up with bright white brilliance. On the top of the stone pillars, there is a phantom shadow of the ancient sword king, sitting cross-legged, making the appearance of listening attentively, three strands The vast sword intent shot straight into the sky, shaking and scattering hundreds of miles of clouds.
Bailang's Dao of the Sword shocked even the remnants left by the ancient sages in the world, and everyone's faces were moved.
When he was finished, the phantom image of the ancient sword king on the top of the stone pillar slowly dissipated and disappeared.
Clap clap!
The sound of high-fives continued, and everyone stood up collectively, expressing their sincere admiration for Bailang's brilliant talk.
Bai Lang smiled slightly, and picked up his teacup: "One family?? The words of one family made everyone laugh."
"Brother Bai is so humble, even the ancient sages are moved, listen attentively, how dare I laugh."
"That's right, I didn't dare to intervene in what Brother Bai said. After listening to it, Mao Sai suddenly realized, and the world in front of me suddenly became clear. The so-called Dao has Dao, presumably this is the reason."
"This time the Knife Sect Ranking is about to be re-established, Brother Bai may be able to hit the top ten and leave his name in history."
Between cups and cups, everyone spoke highly of Bailang and praised him endlessly.
Bai Lang took the lead to sit down, and said with a smile: "This is really flattering me. I ask myself that in ten years, these great masters will not be my opponents. But now, there is little hope of defeating them. The one who really has hope is My senior brother Wen Ziran, it's a pity he can't come because of something."
"It's really a pity. Wen Ziran is the well-deserved No. 1 swordsman in my Xuanyu, but his whereabouts have been erratic, and it's too difficult to meet him."
At this time, Jiang Chengzi glanced at Xiao Chen, who hadn't spoken all this time, and laughed teasingly: "Wen Zi didn't come, but everyone, don't forget, we have someone with a better reputation here, but even Di Wuque dared to come." fight."
Only then did everyone realize that Xiao Chen was still here, it wasn't Jiang Chengzi's reminder, he was almost forgotten.
"Brother Xiao, let's also say a few words, the name of the white-robed swordsman is also spread all over the world, and I have heard of it for a long time." Someone urged.
Jiang Chengzi said indifferently: "He doesn't even have a knife, what do you ask others to talk about, hehe, about boxing and kicking?"
Xiao Chen glanced at Jiang Chengzi, this guy didn't know what was wrong, he was always targeting him.
Gently putting down the teacup in his hand, Xiao Chen said calmly: "I really want to say something. Recently, I have encountered some bottlenecks in my understanding of the Dao of the Sword. You are all here, and maybe you can help solve the confusion. If you don't mind, Xiao Chen It's okay to talk about it."
Everyone's eyes turned to Bailang immediately, Xiao Chen couldn't continue if he didn't speak.
Bai Lang picked up the teacup and turned to Xiao Chen: "Since you're here, let's talk about it, anyway, you used to be a swordsman."
Bai Lang's tone and attitude were just as noble and glamorous as before, and he had a lot of opinions on Xiao Chen, a swordsman with "fake appearances".
Xiao Chen smiled and didn't take it seriously, the tea party, he was really infected by the atmosphere here.
A group of swordsmen talk about Taoism with tea, abandon the views of family status, explain their own experience without reservation, discuss together, and make progress together.
In other places, .[,! ] Can’t find such good conditions, stick to one’s laurels, and never make progress. He kind of understands why the younger generation of swordsmen are so flocking to this tea party.
According to the etiquette, Xiao Chen returned a cup of tea to Bai Lang, took a sip, and began to explain his perfect swordsmanship.
Xiao Chen has been well-known in recent years, but no one has seen him use a sword for a long time, and the rumors about him abandoning his identity as a swordsman have already spread.
Seeing that he was about to commit suicide, everyone didn't look too serious, and didn't really believe that a person who had abandoned his identity as a swordsman could speak any truths.
Jiang Chengzi was even more disdainful: "Young City Lord, you can tell the law as you say, talk about it, and let the three ancient sword kings show your sanctity. You, a guy who doesn't even have a sword, really don't come out to embarrass yourself and increase the number of jokes."
Feng Xingsheng couldn't see it, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Chengzi, don't break the rules of the tea party, it's not your turn to intervene at this time."
Seeing Bailang sitting in the middle, showing displeasure, Jiang Chengzi curled his lips and said nothing more.
Xiao Chen sat casually, and seeing no one was talking, he opened his mouth and said, "I have a method, and I would like to discuss it with all the gentlemen. It can be a knife, clothes can be a knife, fists can be a knife, legs can be a knife."
Hearing this, Jiang Chengzi couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Blowing!"
But as soon as the words fell, Xiao Chen looked solemn and solemn. The black wind danced lightly, his clothes fluttered and buzzed, and boundless saber intent shot out from Xiao Chen's body.
The black hair danced lightly, flying up and down, as if every strand of hair had turned into a treasured knife, bright and dazzling, with unparalleled sword intent. The hunting clothes, like endless treasured swords, were constantly moving dance.
In an instant, everyone, including Bailang, put away their previous contempt, and their faces showed solemn expressions.
Words follow the law, hype falls, and once he speaks, everyone present is shocked.
"As soon as I raise my hand, the treasured sword is unsheathed. It is radiant and bright. I am the most perfect and flawless sword in the world."
clang!
Xiao Chen continued to talk non-stop, and behind him, there was a crisp knife sound, echoing between the heaven and the earth.
A bright knife light bloomed from his body, turned into a bright moon, hung high above the sky, and dropped pieces of brilliance.
"I use my mind as a knife, and what I think and break in my heart is all a knife, and what I see is what the blade points to."
"What is perfect, the road I walk, there is no one in the past, no one in the future, perfect, my way of the knife, no one can match. Like the bright moon in the sky, it is perfect, cold and beautiful, between the palms, the night hangs upside down."
The brilliance of the bright moon in the sky became brighter and brighter. Everyone raised their heads to look at it. At some point, the night had already fallen quietly, and this round of moonlight had already covered up all the light.
Bailang's heart sank, he was like a man who has never been seen before, who really dared to say anything.
Boom boom boom!
Eighteen stone pillars engraved with ancient sword kings, one after another, continuously flashing with bright light, the ancients showed their holiness, listened to the legendary scene of **, and appeared again.
It's just different from Bailang, Xiao Chen didn't talk about half of it, and then lit up nine ancient sword king stone pillars. After Bailang finished speaking, only three stone pillars lit up, while Xiao Chen suddenly had nine stone pillars, far more than the opponent.
The ancients manifested their sages, and their sword intent soared to the sky. The people in Tianding Square saw this amazing scene again, and they all opened their mouths in silence. They didn't know what kind of incomparable people appeared at the tea party.
"Four seasons are perfect, peach blossoms bloom, summer rises, autumn winds rise, winter snow falls..."
The spring thunder sounds, ten miles of peach blossoms bloom, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, and the spring is full. The scorching sun hangs high, the earth is dry and cracked, and the hundred miles are red. This is the hottest summer.
The autumn wind blows mercilessly, and the strong wind sweeps the world. There is no face in the hundred miles, and as far as the eye can see, it is a land of snow and white.
Xiao Chen continued to talk about the Wuque Dao of the Sword, using the body as a sword, this is the foundation. How to combine the Wuque Dao with the martial arts he has learned to truly evolve this Dao of the Sword is a more advanced skill.
As he narrates, all kinds of visions keep flashing. The moon rises and falls, the peach blossoms in spring, the scorching sun in summer, the cold wind in autumn, and the heavy snow in winter.
Eighteen stone pillars engraved with ancient sword kings flickered one after another, and the sound of swords piercing the sky resounded. With Xiao Chen's voice, all eighteen stone pillars of sword kings appeared.
The swordsman heroes from all walks of life present all opened their mouths wide, their faces full of astonishment, never expecting that Xiao Chen's realm in swordsmanship is so unpredictable that these eighteen ancient sword kings all appear holy.