Chapter 1787: Name

Recognition?

Lord Shou, do you recognize Hua Jianxian?

The latecomers made arrogant remarks, claiming that they wanted to recognize the seniors on the path of swordsmanship?

Feng Zhongzui huddled in a dark small room alone, holding Jinxing in his hand and silently paying attention to the scene of the battlefield in the ghost and Buddha world. He felt the absurdity of life again for the first time in a long time.

"How dare he..."

Half a year later, Fengzhongzui faded from passion to comfort.

Huayue Tower is his world, attracting the attention of the five regions, giving people a feeling of "I am the focus of the world".

From a bystander, I preach for Master Shou.

To become the protagonist in the preaching scene, like Master Shou, he enjoyed the pleasure of being noticed in the five realms.

Many people go through this process throughout their lives with no end in sight.

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Drunkenness in the Wind was achieved in just a few months.

Being successful at a young age is probably nothing more than that.

To borrow from Master Shou's words, "There will be no genius like me in a hundred generations, and it will be difficult for anyone to become a master again in an eternity." It may be better than that.

But in a sense, why not?

After all, they all call themselves...the Drunken Emperor!

Feng Zhongzui bent his hands, trying to hug himself, but the flesh on his belly and his fat, restrictive arms restrained his movement.

The room was very small, with all the curtains drawn, and it was pitch black.

He suddenly felt cold.

"How could this be?"

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Jin Xing preached for half a year, and Feng Zhongzui imitated Shou Ye in the preaching mirror at that time. He often made arrogant words and acted recklessly, and the response was very good.

From the saint emperors and ancestors to the ordinary people, he either quoted scriptures or made them up out of thin air.

Anyone who goes to the sword testing platform can comment on it.

He thought that he had seen through Master Shou's "grandstanding" method, and he had indeed benefited a lot from using this technique in Jin Xing's preaching.

An obvious fact is:

When others act like "clowns" in this way, all they get is abuse.

As the destined son of the preaching mirror world, I imitated Master Shou's words and deeds, and as expected, most of the people I received were admiration and praise.

The number of apricots paying attention to themselves is gradually increasing.

Feng Zhongzui's figure was out of shape and he gained weight, but Kyoko and the others were able to work together to lift themselves high into the sky.

Stand high and see far.

Drunk in the wind, you can look down on the world!

But now, when he saw Master Shou "recognizing" Hua Jianxian in the world of ghosts and Buddhas, Feng Zhongzui suddenly felt horrified.

"Wrong..."

He found that he had always spoken only to low-ranking people.

He is an ordinary ancient sword cultivator who is fighting with each other, and he is a spiritual refiner who wants to be known as a good swordsman and comes to the stage with just a sword... They are all ordinary people.

There has never been a real master on the sword trial stage.

He couldn't even invite Mr. Yang, let alone the new generation of sword immortals such as Bei Jianxian, and the older generation of sword immortals such as Mr. Siren!

But what about Master Shou?

Master Shou also pointed at heaven and earth, ridiculed rivers and mountains, and looked down upon ancestors and gods.

However, he does not judge as an outsider, but takes charge of the situation, confronts the provocation - and has the ability to deal with it, this is the most important thing!

"mad!"

With a dog at my side, I am the king.

Master Shou interpreted the word "crazy" so vividly that even Hua Jianxian didn't even take it seriously.

Feng Zhongzui once thought that he was wrong.

He used the attitude of a king to comment on the two combatants who were barking and barking on the sword test stage, which was very disgraceful, which also interpreted "madness".

But……

Is this really "crazy"?

Drawing a tiger is not like a dog. It seems now that the millions of spectators at Jinxing in half a year are still in dispute as to whether they are watching the fun on stage or their own fun.

Xiao Wanfeng's invitation before leaving flashed in his mind again. Feng Zhongzui lowered his head and looked at his current fat body with a bitter look on his face.

What did he realize...

How absurd is life?

But the absurd thing is never the grandstanding behavior like Mr. Shou's, but the fact that he thinks he is really grandstanding and imitates it.

My life is in a mess!

"Three million..."

"Five million..."

"Seven million..."

Feng Zhongzui watched the matchmaker Jin Xing's scene as the number of spectators increased steadily, and most of them were people who had paid attention to him before.

He clenched his fists.

After the Huayue Tower forced the Jinxing screen to close, when he returned home, he saw that his people had gone to the matchmaker.

He tried to reopen his golden apricot screen, but the result was...

"Thirty thousand people!"

From seven million, it suddenly dropped to 30,000.

The scariest thing was not this, but the fact that after opening the Jinxing Missionary School, Feng Zhongzui suddenly became speechless and unable to speak, as if his borrowed talent had been taken back by God.

He hadn't read any reviews for several months, but by some strange coincidence, he took a look himself...

It's all abuse, it's all criticism, it's all accusation!

Compared with when I first preached the gospel, there was one sky and one earth.

Feng Zhongzui immediately closed the Jinxing preaching screen.

He retreated into his own enclosed space.

He wanted to go to the world of ghosts and Buddhas, and wanted to catch up in Xiao Wanfeng's footsteps. He knew that as long as he stood there and preached, all the glory would come back.

"I don't dare anymore?"

A leaf obscures the vision, and the holy mountain cannot be seen.

In the dark and wind, I asked myself drunkenly, and I was so shocked that I asked what was in my heart.

In fact, there has never been a leaf that can cover the drunkenness in the wind. He also knows that he just covered his eyes, and now he is used to being comfortable.

"Master Shou dares to tease Hua Changdeng. I followed Master Shou to fight against the ancestor gods. Why shouldn't I dare to go?" Feng Zhong smiled drunkenly.

The room is too dark.

He opened the curtains and pushed open the wooden windows.

The view outside the window is beautiful. It is a beautiful courtyard that only wealthy people can create, but it is framed by a square window sill and feels too stuffy.

"Well..."

It’s so boring that I can’t even breathe!

Gritting his teeth in the wind, Zui held up the window sill and walked towards the door, deciding to go out for some fresh air before deciding whether to go to the ghost and Buddhist world to preach.

Crunch——

The door opens.

The first thing that comes into view in the courtyard is a golden apricot tree, which was planted half a year ago. The apricot tree has a golden crown and is magnificent.

"Master Shou..."

Feng Zhongzui stopped by the door, looking at the tall golden apricots, and was stunned.

He actually went to the apricot world to ask for branches from the ancestral tree Dragon Apricot. He planned to transplant a sub-tree, but Master Li refused.

Just settle for the next best thing.

This golden apricot is the best variety in the apricot world.

Once cultivated, it can become a holy plant and transform a surrounding area into a blessed land, which is most suitable for keeping at home.

But……

"Who raised the golden apricot? Why hasn't it been canonized yet?"

Feng Zhongzui suddenly burst out drinking, his voice extremely cruel.

The servants who were cutting flowers and weeding nearby shivered in fright, blinked drunkenly in the wind, and realized that they had lost their composure.

This servant actually takes good care of this golden apricot.

Although the holy plant has not been cultivated, it is good to cultivate a first-grade spiritual plant in half a year.

However, it seems that the Apricot Realm is indeed different from the Holy Spirit Continent. The forcibly transplanted Holy Plants can only flourish falsely. They feel sluggish from the root up to the wind, and there is no hope of the Spiritual Plants being canonized.

Is it because you are acclimatized?

"Sorry for scaring you."

Feng Zhongzui pondered for a long time, then took the initiative to explain to the people around him: "Suddenly I felt a little bored..."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and felt better now.

The four-throne gatekeeper who was responsible for carrying the sedan looked at Feng Shao leaving the training room, cast his gaze, and asked following the voice:

"Master Feng, do you want to go out?"

The throne carries the sedan chair, and the golden apricot carriage.

She is served tenderly, with her chest on the couch and her legs on pillows.

This has been the standard for traveling in the wind and snow for the past six months, regardless of wind or snow.

The four throne guards looked at him and knew that the next destination should be Huayue Tower.

Drunk in the wind, I looked back, but I was shivering from the cold.

He seemed to see Xiao Wanfeng turning around at the door, letting himself choose between the light of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and the comfort of the Jin Xing carriage.

He opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, unable to give an answer.

He retracted into the door, sealed himself again, and whispered through the wooden door, with some sobs in his voice:

"No, I won't go out anymore..."

…

This trip was fruitful.

What Xu Xiaoshou wants to catch is Hua Changdeng’s will.

And the so-called "one sword" is never arrogance, but the absolute confidence derived from his own strength after half a year of cultivating his reputation.

The mere will of the Holy Emperor...

No matter how strong you are, can it be better than the seven stages of loving the common people?

In front of Jinxing's millions of spectators who watched the battle with dumbfounded attention.

In front of Hua Changdeng, there was a slightly amused look on his face after hearing the "joke".

Xu Xiaoshou no longer concealed his fighting intentions, and lightly brushed the blade of the simple stone sword with his fingers. The sword was agile and buzzing.

"Jian Nian..."

Hua Changdeng was not surprised, he just recognized the silver sword power slowly emerging from the stone sword.

Very light, very shallow.

Like clouds and mist.

But this was once the symbol of the Eight Masters.

When he watches the sword, strokes the sword, or commands the sword, the sword moves with his thoughts and can destroy everything.

Hua Changdeng recovered from the past, but lamented that the people today are no longer the same people thirty years ago. They are still arrogant and have different trends.

Of course, the quality and quantity of the sword thought are completely inferior to the eight masters who knew one finger at that time.

But Xu Xiaoshou's words were surprising. What he said was slightly different from what he thought:

"Xu has been cultivating his reputation for half a year and has gained quite a lot."

"However, after all, I am a junior in the art of swordsmanship, and I have little talent and little knowledge. I have some humble opinions at this time. I hope the Ghost Sword Immortal can correct me."

name……

Hua Changdeng had an accident.

He looked over and saw that what moved Xu Xiao was Nian, the sword Nian.

But as soon as the word "name" came out, it seemed that the smoke and mist on the stone sword took on an extra layer of mystery?

Hua Changdeng still didn't understand, so he didn't respond with words.

In the scene of Matchmaker Jinxing, there was a lot of discussion. The only thing that surprised everyone was:

"It's so scary. When did Master Shou become so humble!"

"I feel like I'm holding back a big blow. Is Hua Jianxian really going to be killed by Master Shou?"

"Kill, kill..."

Those who don't mind watching the excitement will always be the outsiders.

The matchmaker couldn't stand the chance anymore. When she heard Shou Ye's "perverted" self-effacing words, she forced herself to get up.

run!

She grabbed Jin Xing. Fortunately, the two people on the scene restrained their external pressure and were able to run quickly with their long legs.

It can be withdrawn, and there are eight million people watching the battle in the Jinxing scene. It is impossible for the matchmaker to dampen their interest and cut off her own opportunity. She said while withdrawing:

"Brothers, Master Shou cultivates his 'name'. Does anyone know what this 'name' is? How is it different from Jian Nian?"

"Actually, it's not important. What the matchmaker really wants to ask is that sentence..."

"I won't die, right?"

While everyone was looking forward to it, he saw Master Shou's fingertips brushing against the stone sword, and the mist from the stone sword rose. His eyes looked at the stone sword, and the mist from the sword liquefied into drops.

When he put the stone sword upright on his chest, half-covering his face, he raised it upside down.

On the body of the stone sword, a clear stream of water has wrapped around it, like a snake winding, like a vine coiling, like the "named ten-segment sword finger" at that time!

"this……"

Hua Changdeng's pupils were slightly condensed, with a slightly surprised look on his face.

In just a blink of an eye, the sword thoughts gathered by the stone sword were like plucking onions on dry land. Their quality and quantity actually increased to the point where even I felt a little bit dangerous.

No, this is not Jian Nian, this is what he said...

name!

Stone swords are not the only ones who can pull onions on dry land.

When the stone sword phenomenon appeared, Xu Xiaoshou's feet even spread out the kendo mysteries array diagram, which was still considered "perfect" in every aspect even if it fell into Hua Changdeng's eyes.

But I saw this young man stepping on the secret formation of swordsmanship, and the stone sword in his hand was gathering. He was in a state of harmony between heaven and man, and he shouted softly with the sound of Dao in his mouth:

"The name is like fire."

"Fire is good at burning all things and ignites them all. It does what everyone wants, so it goes against the Tao."

As soon as these words came out, Jinxing's millions of spectators were confused, but the Hua Chang Deng facing them moved and read something:

The kid in front of me is actually trying to define "name"?

He is taking a brand new path, a path that no one has ever set foot in in the world of ancient sword cultivation!

Yes, what this young man said is indeed true.

The name is like a raging fire, and its best thing is to burn everything and then extinguish it along with the things burned.

But in the world of secular life, who has never pursued fame and fortune?

The withered tomb of the dynasty, the red and pink skull.

Who doesn't know that in the end it's just a dream, all in vain, but in this process, there is no pursuit?

Not to mention anything else, just the three words "Eight Masters", based on the belief in the five realms, the contemplation of thoughts, and the benefits of cultivating one's reputation can be seen.

It is "fame" that moves the world, and "fame" brings countless temptations, making everyone still flock to it after knowing the benefits and dangers of "fame".

A general will be famous for his success, but he will also be famous for his failure.

Although Hua Changdeng single-handedly created the ending of the Eight Masters becoming famous in the Holy Mountain, he never thought that a young man of such an age before him could also understand this level.

only……

He named his swordsmanship with "name like fire".

It is contrary to the truth. It is said that the name is like fire, but the way of presentation is that the name is like water. It is like water and fire are incompatible. How can you use a shocking sword to kill others?

Hua Changdeng wanted to laugh.

He laughs at young people who are arrogant. What he says and what he does are completely contrary to reason and completely unreasonable. He is seeking his own destruction!

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't stop.

After he finished saying "name is like fire", he swung the stone sword in his hand.

The water that had been gathered before and wrapped around the sword shattered and turned into waves, spreading hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles... and spreading to infinity!

At this time, the land in Zhongyuan Realm floated and seemed to turn into sea level.

Under the moonlight, the sea surface is sparkling, with cracks everywhere, and water vapor is released. The water vapor rises into the sky, making everything ethereal.

Not just Zhongyuanjie!

Under the influence of this sword, the entire world of ghosts and Buddhas began to ripple with water mist and rise with steam.

Not just the world of ghosts and Buddhas!

Soon, all over the five regions, from dirty and filthy places, to places that no one cares about, there are waves of light and fame.

"This is again..."

Hua Changdeng hesitated.

After spending half his life practicing swordsmanship, he had never seen such a scene.

Names come from all over the five regions, like the sun shining on a river and sea, and the mist rising, but the end point of the convergence is actually the simple stone sword in the hands of the young man in front of me!

"Famous as fire?"

This is not "famous as fire" at all!

Is this kid telling sarcastic words, trying to deceive his senior swordsman, so as to achieve the effect of killing the enemy with "one sword"?

But……

Is Xu Xiaoshou really lying?

No, Hua Changdeng couldn't understand his words.

In other words, even as powerful as Hua Changdeng, he has only seen the tip of the iceberg on the sea. He only knows the general name for the "famous swordsmanship", but does not know the reason for the name.

"Buzz!"

The swords of the Five Realms roared.

Xu Xiaoshou held the stone sword in his hand, slowly lifted it from his chest and pointed it straight at the sky.

Dao chains appeared around the stone sword.

With the roar, the Taoist chain shattered, the sword leaked silver, and the reputation was great.

At this moment, not only Jinxing’s millions of spectators, but also the spiritual refiners from all over the five regions of the Holy God Continent, looked up...

In the second world built on the Holy Continent.

In that vast sea of ​​fog that can cover the five realms!

It can be seen that the silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the name is like a building rising above the sea level. On the top of the tall building stands the First Sword Immortal. He is holding a sword and is crowned with "name" and says:

"A good name is like water!"

"Water is good for all things and does not compete with it. It is what everyone hates, so it is close to the Tao."

As soon as these words came out, Huachang Deng's expression changed completely.