Chapter 1186 What I Love

Yuan Ruxi lightly pushed the sword guard three inches with his thumb, and everyone heard the sound of reading aloud.

“Only when winter comes do we realize that pine and cypress are the last to wither.”

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."

"If the name is not right, then the words will not flow; if the words are not flowing, then the things will not be accomplished."

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The sound of reading aloud is heard everywhere.

Everyone subconsciously looked around, but there was no one there. However, the sound of reading became clearer and clearer in their ears.

Zheng Yiren was horrified, holding onto the fence with both hands, looking at Yuan Ruxi in the distance: "The artistic conception becomes a form. The artistic conception becomes a form. He has even reached the third level! This sword art."

Everyone looked at the scholar with fluttering white hair standing there in shock.

Li Yefeng was stunned. Looking at the calm expression of the junior in front of him with bleeding eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably.

The sound of reading became clearer and clearer in his ears.

When he looked around, he realized that books were everywhere in the sky, and hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands of words were constantly appearing in front of him. Each word formed a sentence and each word formed a word.

There is no order, no rules, all the words are constantly flowing, and every collision of words will form words and sentences. Then sword energy appears and turns into a river right at the foot of Yuan Ruxi and beside him. The sky is like a big river in autumn.

Water vapor filled the air around the river, and phantoms seemed to emerge. Everyone had a scroll in their hands, and everyone was reciting in unison, right around Li Yefeng's body, trapping Li Yefeng in the middle like a prison.

What a magnificent vision!

Everyone was stunned.

The world's wonders, the unity of book and sword!

Everyone held their breath and just looked at the scene before them, and the scholar in white under the amazing sight.

Li Yefeng's breathing became rapid, and when he looked left and right at the sky, his eyes showed even more panic.

Swish!

The word "stop" floated past him.

When Li Yefeng looked down, he saw his right arm, which had already fallen to the ground without him noticing.

Looking at the shoulder again, a weirdly smooth cut appeared at some point, and between the flesh and blood, another word "戈" could be seen.

Stop the war.

Li Yefeng was horrified, and saw more and more words in the sky, and more and more flowing sword energy, like a swirling dragon pool, flying away in an uncertain scene.

Li Yefeng clasped the five fingers of his other hand together and punched towards Yuan Ruxi in front of him.

But blood was slowly flowing from the corners of the scholar's lips, and blood was also flowing from his eyes, nose, and orifices. But he still looked calm and smiled at Li Yefeng.

The Xishui sword in his hand trembled slightly, and cracks appeared on the sword body, but because of this, a "one" seemed to break free from the sword body's restraints and break free from the cracks on the sword body.

Seeing this, Li Yefeng wanted to retract his fist and dodge.

The sword flashed instantly.

That word suddenly gathered into a line, and the moment it rolled over the earth, it was like turning into a black dragon of words, instantly piercing through Li Yefeng's chest, and the sword energy was like a rolling dragon.

Li Yefeng suddenly stopped and looked at his one arm. The entire arm was completely torn apart, and a bloody hole was visible to the naked eye on his chest.

Bang!

Li Yefeng knelt down at this point.

But Yuan Ruxi did not look at Li Yefeng, but looked up at the sky and took a light step forward.

The sound of recitation is endless, and there are all kinds of words from various schools of thought, as well as the best poems in the world.

Every time it was recited, words appeared and merged into the river of sword energy.

Yuan Ruxi raised the sword in his hand, looked up at the ocean of words in the sky, the corners of his mouth curled up, and more blood flowed out.

"Triple level. He is going to pass triple level!!"

There was a younger Grandmaster from the Yuanyin Sect who felt the overwhelming sword energy and the subtlety of Yuan Ruxi's own transformation. He excitedly crushed the wood of the fence in front of him and shouted.

And it wasn't just him who felt this way, all the other great masters around him felt it too.

I don't know what triple is.

But he could feel Yuan Ruxi's presence right in front of him.

It is illusory and visible to the naked eye, but its existence cannot be felt. At the same time, one can clearly feel the horror that is so powerful that it is unspeakable.

"No." Ximen Xuexian changed her usual coldness and now her eyes were filled with excitement, but she shook her head, "It's not the third level, but if I can get past it, it will be infinitely close to the third level."

Lian Xie, Zheng Yiren, Hao Fang and the others all had solemn expressions and excited eyes.

Only Yu Taohua seemed to know something. She smiled and cursed, "You bastard!"

Then he laughed bitterly: "This is what you can do! Humph, hahahaha. Hahahahaha!! Yuan Ruxi! Are you happy?"

Yuan Ruxi looked back at the peach blossoms in the town and smiled calmly, "Taohua, how about my sword?"

Yu Taohua raised her hand and gave Yuan Ruxi a thumbs up: "Handsome!"

Yuan Ruxi laughed, his eyes became bloodshot and more blood flowed. He lowered his eyes to look at where Su Wan'er was, and raised the long sword in his other hand, with the tip of the sword pointing in the direction of the endless sea of ​​text in the sky, pointing to the road formed by the sword energy and the fusion of words.

He looked at his disciple, watching him struggling like a madman in Chu Min's arms, with two lines of tears hanging on his face, and he was roaring and shouting.

"Wan'er, do you see the road?"

Su Wan'er originally wanted to rush forward regardless of everything, but Chu Min held her tightly, so she could only struggle and shout "Master".

But now

When he heard Master's voice, he nodded vigorously, tears welling up in his eyes: "I see, I see Master, I see."

Yuan Ruxi said softly: "Let's go."

One word falls.

Chu Min seemed to sense something and couldn't help but let go.

Su Wan'er immediately ran towards where Yuan Ruxi was, but after taking only two steps, she ran too fast and fell down. But after the little girl got up, she continued to run quickly while crying.

Yuan Ruxi's face was pale, and he saw his disciple's figure was doubled, but he smiled lightly: "Slow down, the road is right under your feet, walk slowly."

Su Wan'er didn't listen. She ran to Yuan Ruxi with all her might, tears streaming down her face. Especially when she saw blood coming out of Yuan Ruxi's seven orifices and the countless cracks on the fingertips holding the sword, which were dripping with blood, she was completely at a loss, "Master! Master! Master!"

I don't know what to do.

He turned his head to look at Yu Taohua, then looked at his master.

But just when the little girl was completely panicked, Yuan Ruxi put his hand on Su Wan'er's head and asked softly: "Have you forgotten the principle of 'calmness is the master of restlessness' that I taught you?"

Su Wan'er raised her head and shook her head quickly, but her face was still full of tears and anxiety. She could feel it.

I can feel that Master’s breath is getting weaker and weaker.

Yuan Ruxi was still warm and said, "Let's go."

Su Wan'er looked at her master, and then at the long river of words and sword energy in front of her.

Yuan Ruxi said: "Master is following behind you."

Su Wan'er wiped away her tears and snot, nodded and stepped onto the long river of sword energy, but tears flowed again.

Because Master

There were sword scars on Master's arms, and there were many more cracks on the Xishui Sword.

Su Wan'er wanted to look back.

Yuan Ruxi said: "Don't look back, keep going."

Su Wan'er was stunned. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to cry, and continued walking forward.

But after taking a few steps, he looked up.

I saw several people from the evil sect rushing into this strange scene on their own at some point, with the blade in everyone's hand piercingly cold.

"Kill this scholar, kill that girl!" someone from the demon sect roared.

Yuan Ruxi raised his eyes, and the Xishui sword with many cracks in his hand trembled slightly. Several sword energies turned into black dragons, with scaly claws flying, and rushed straight to where the people were. The sword energy rolled like a dragon, annihilating them with ease.

And under this sword, more blood appeared on Yuan Ruxi's body.

"He can't hold on! Go ahead and kill him! Killing a person who has the potential to become a triple-level swordsman is enough to brag about for the rest of your life!"

The demons are swarming in!

Yuan Ruxi's white clothes were stained with blood. He looked at his apprentice with gentle eyes and recited softly: "All things are born in harmony and grow in nourishment. We can see the effect without seeing the things happening."

The Xishui Sword dragged ink-colored mist, which was not like mist, but formed by each word.

However, when he raised the sword, blood splattered on Yuan Ruxi's sword-holding arm, which was injured by the sword energy, but at the same time.

The moment he raised the sword, several evil people who had rushed over were all killed.

“Everyone knows how it came to be, but no one knows its formlessness.”

"It is God, it is the work of heaven, only saints do not seek to know heaven! Wan'er, the sword is in your hand, it is heaven, it is God, no one can stop you, keep going!"

Yuan Ruxi raised the Xishui Sword in his hand and swung it down.

In the vision, the shadows holding the scrolls suddenly spread out the scrolls, and words suddenly appeared in an instant!

The sword energy completely collapsed, and countless twisted and rising sword energies exploded. The words were no longer restrained, rolling over the earth and smashing everything.

The red clouds at dusk suddenly split apart, as if a sword was cutting through the sky!

Dozens of demons who rushed over turned into a bloody rain in an instant.

The two leading elders wanted to resist, but they were crushed in an instant!

Everything turned into nothingness, only traces of blood and sword energy remained.

"Yu Taohua! Are you still stopping us?!" Fanghua looked at Yu Taohua with resentment as she was stopping them from rushing over to save the people.

Yu Taohua looked at the scholar's back with a sharp gaze and chuckled, "My brother is so handsome."

Ximen Xuexian murmured, "He gave up his cultivation to make way for that child?"

"Give up the third level? Is there such a person? If he leaves on his own, the third level will be right in front of him. Even if he doesn't reach it, he can still be compared to Yu Taohua, Yan Yunxiao and others! Can he give it up?! He has spent decades walking this path, endured so much hardship, and been looked down upon by so many people. Can he let it go?" Someone immediately questioned!

The surroundings were full of people, even Zheng Yiren and the Hao Fang people were looking at each other, not to mention giving up the third chance, even the second and first chances.

Are you willing to give up?

Another great elder of the Divine Sky Sect lowered his eyes to look at those young people who had broken the mirror, his face solemn, then turned his head to look at Yuan Ruxi, his eyes complicated, "Spreading thoughts and sowing seeds, the way of the ancient gentleman. But is it worth it?"

The old Taoist raised his eyes to look at Yuan Ruxi's back, and then looked at the little girl who was still walking forward.

Fanghua looked at Yuan Ruxi: "Brother Ruxi."

"It is what I want to do. Even if I die nine times, I will not regret it." Lian Xie looked at Yuan Ruxi and said, "How can I, Lian Xie, feel so great when I see the only sword fairy Li Yunxian. Today I see you again, Yuan Ruxi. How happy it is to have you, Yuan Ruxi, in the world!"

As he spoke, he thanked Yuan Ruxi and bowed deeply.

A romantic sword.

The elegance of a sword.

See it with your own eyes.

Under this sword.

Looking up at Su Wan'er, Xie Xie was like looking at the future.

What a great Yuan Ruxi! What a great Yuan Ruxi!

The little girl stopped in the blood rain, choked with sobs and looked back.

The scholar was covered in blood, with only the hilt of the sword left in his hand. One of his arms was in a disfigurement, with blood flowing from his orifices.

But the scholar's face was still gentle, and he looked like a gentleman, as smooth as jade.

Look at your disciple looking back.

In a trance, I seemed to see a young woman, holding a donkey in one hand and following a big yellow dog in the other. When she looked back, all the swordsmen in the world bowed their heads.

Yuan Ruxi asked softly, "Did you remember it?"

Su Wan'er nodded vigorously: "I'll remember it."

The scholar laughed, but then he spat out a mouthful of blood, lost his balance and fell forward, muttering, "Don't cry, don't cry, Master is here."

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"Master, I am an unfilial disciple and want to take another path."

More than ten years ago, the gentleman who was already famous all over the world returned to the sect in Bigu.

Xishui Yougu was once a first-rate sect in Jianghu. However, after a battle with the underworld, the sect fell into decline and closed down. For decades, it recuperated, but was no longer a member of Jianghu.

The current Valley Master looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground and said, "I have practiced sword for more than ten years, getting up at the sound of cock-crows and resting at the moon. I have broken countless swords and cut countless bamboos. Are you willing to give it up?"

The young man bowed his head: "I'm willing to give it up!"

But just as he finished speaking, an elder shouted at him, "How dare you! Have you ever asked us? We taught you all for the sake of reviving our sect, but you, Yuan Ruxi, are going to waste your entire cultivation to walk a path that is completely unreal! Are you worthy of us? "

Another elder spoke indifferently: "The valley is small but the Buddha is great! It is our Xishui Yougu who has delayed you, the Jade Gentleman! But remember, if you cripple yourself, it means you are voluntarily leaving our Xishui Yougu and have nothing to do with us anymore! Are you willing?"

The young man said, “I don’t want to.”

The elder immediately scolded: "If you don't want to, then enter the realm of cessation! With your strength and state of mind, entering the realm of cessation is a matter of nine out of ten! You are only twenty-seven years old and you have already entered the realm of cessation. Do you know what you can bring to Xishuiyou Valley!"

The young man knelt down with his head bowed and said nothing.

The Valley Master looked at his disciple and said, "Then abandon yourself and leave. From now on, we will have no connection. Just like a stranger, you don't need to come back here again."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the Valley Master, "Brother!"

The Valley Master looked at Yuan Ruxi and raised his hand, and Yuan Ruxi flew backwards until he was outside the courtyard.

On that day, Yu Junzi retired from the martial arts world, and his strength dropped from the peak of the ninth rank to the sixth rank.

The young man knelt in front of the Xishui Valley for three days without eating or drinking, and then left and turned to take that road.

There are huge mountains and many sects.

The young man knocked on the door and came out seriously injured.

He doesn't listen to jokes from the outside world.

Close friends and relatives have doubts, and only one person supports them, but he cannot help, nor does he need help.

I know that the future is difficult, dark clouds are looming, and a storm is about to come.

The towering mountain before us is like a natural moat, so daunting that one dares not try to climb it, leaving only a bone-chilling chill.

But I am unwilling and unwilling to give up all my ambition. I have made a move and there is no turning back. Now that I have made the choice, I will face it head on. I will not slack off, and I will walk every day, slowly but not running.

Everything is going wrong, all is in vain, I feel powerless and helpless, watching the world laugh at me. Let me take a break and stand up again with a clear conscience. Even if the world and everyone laughs at me as a useless person, I will still move forward.

Move

There should be no regrets.

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'Wan'er, what are you writing?'

"The people from that sect just laughed at you. I'll remember this and pick them when I grow up. Oh, Master, why did you hit me?"

'Now copy 'One should not go anywhere and give rise to one's mind' ten times.'

"Oh, but Master, you were pissed off by Uncle Taohua, so you'll probably care about it."

'Haha, then I will copy it with you ten times.'

'Hey!'

…

"Wan'er, you were with those kids just now and were laughed at. How do you feel?"

"I have read about the idea of ​​distinguishing between noble and humble. But I think that is not right."

'Something's wrong.'

'All beings are equal. I am wearing gorgeous clothes today, while they are wearing tattered clothes. Does that mean I am superior to them? There is no such saying.'

'So, you hit those people who made fun of you and those kids?'

'Master, I was wrong.'

"You are right. A gentleman should bend when necessary and stretch when necessary. But you did use too much force."

"Are you going to apologize later?"

"That's not necessary. The money we have is not enough to pay the compensation."

'So you left your coat for them to pawn?'

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On the huge battlefield, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.

There was only a little girl holding Yuan Ruxi.

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, but it wasn't like she was crying just now. At that moment, the little girl bit her lower lip hard to stop herself from crying, but she didn't seem to care about the blood on her body at all. She just rocked the master in her arms.

Because Master said 'Don't cry'.

So she doesn't cry!

but.

Yuan Ruxi didn't move.

The little girl bit her lower lip, wanting to say, "Wake up."

But I was afraid to speak, and I couldn't hold back my tears and started crying.

I was at a loss, with no one around.

Su Wan'er could only hold on to her master tightly.

Don't die

Don't die!

Master, please don’t die!

Dozens of figures rushed out from the Demonic Path and headed straight towards Wan'er and Yuan Ruxi.

Su Wan'er could see it, but she held her master tightly and refused to let go. When she looked up, she didn't see any fear on his face.

He just wanted to stand up in a hurry, hug his master and leave quickly.

But there was a man at the end of the magic path who was extremely fast and approached in an instant.

Swish!

A sword fell from the sky!

Instead, he directly pierced through the demon's head and nailed it to the ground!

There was also a figure standing beside Su Wan'er, with one foot on the hilt of the sword, looking up at the demons rushing towards him.

To be precise, it was all the hundreds of people in the magic world. The corners of their mouths twitched: "I want to ask you, my brother, is he handsome?"

All the people in the magic world were stunned when they saw this man finally take action.

Several old men fell from the sky and looked at Yu Taohua.

Seeing no one answer, Yu Taohua's face turned cold, and her black eyes exuded frost: "Huh?!"

Under a question.

The sound of the sword was heard by everyone, as if the entire martial arts world had heard it!

From the small town where the people of the magic sect were, countless green swords shot out from their sheaths, dancing in the sky, and each fell into the battlefield!

Sword energy intertwined, thunder mixed.

Countless sword energies turned into giant dragons, and the sword energy rolled over the dragon wall, crushing the earth!

As the sword energy spread, Yu Taohua moved her fingers slightly.

The rusty iron sword at the boundary marker came out of its sheath!

The name of the iron sword is [Sword Qi]!

Yu Taohua took a step forward, holding the sword in one hand, and asked the man from the evil sect three words.

'Answer!'

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PS: You can probably guess the other meanings from the literal meaning, but I would like to explain this sentence 'It is what my heart desires, even if I die nine times I will never regret it'. The general meaning is that for the ideals that I cherish in my heart, I will never regret it even if I die many times.

(End of this chapter)