The Battle of the Inner Demon (Part 3)
The air is very fresh in the autumn morning.
Mingri opened the door and was about to follow the old man from the frontier to the martial arts hall to practice sword, but found a man standing with his back to the door.
"Cold Moon?"
Leng Yue turned around and asked in a spirited manner, "Brother, did you sleep well last night?"
Ming Ri's mouth twitched: "Are you going to practice sword?"
"Isn't it possible?" Leng Yue said with a smile.
Mingri's eyes moved, and the corners of his lips rose slightly: "Okay, let's go together."
Inside the palace martial arts hall.
"Tomorrow, Xiaoyue'er, what do you think is true ruthlessness and selflessness? Tell us your opinion." asked the old man from the border.
Mingri pondered for a moment and said, "My disciple believes that ruthlessness does not mean being cold and heartless, but rather not being attached to personal feelings; selflessness does not mean abandoning the self, but rather not being obsessed with self-obsession. The meaning of ruthlessness combined with selflessness should be to go with the flow and be fearless."
"Well, not bad!" the old man from the frontier praised. "You are worthy of being my good disciple from the frontier! Xiaoyue'er, what do you think of the words 'ruthless and selfless'?"
Leng Yue shook her head and said, "Leng Yue doesn't quite understand what ruthlessness and selflessness mean. However, if you take it literally, 'ruthlessness and selflessness' seems to mean being cold and heartless, and losing oneself. In Leng Yue's experience, those who are cold and heartless and have lost themselves are often very painful inside. It is precisely because of this pain that they feel disappointed and even hopeless about the world as a whole, so they use destructive methods to fight against the world, retaliate against others, and even hurt innocent people. Their hearts are very fragile, their minds are restless, and they are eager for quick success and instant benefits. Even if they have a strong martial arts foundation, it is difficult for them to comprehend the true essence of martial arts. Therefore, ruthlessness is not an advantage for them, but a disadvantage."
"Oh? Xiaoyue seems to understand human nature quite well, haha! Then, how can we turn disadvantages into advantages? Tell me about it." The old man from the border asked with a smile.
Leng Yue thought for a moment and said, "My views are basically the same as Mingri's. That is, we must free ourselves from personal grudges and hatreds and stop indulging in self-obsession. However, this is not easy to do. I believe that only by healing the inner pain can we turn disadvantages into advantages. If a person has no pain and no shadows in his heart, then he will be fearless. A fearless person who is well versed in martial arts will naturally be very powerful. As for whether he has reached the state of ruthlessness and selflessness, Leng Yue does not know."
"Hahahaha, good!" The old man from the frontier smiled and said to Mingri, "I was saying that letting Xiaoyueer practice with you would be beneficial, right?"
Mingri smiled and nodded: "Yes, Master is wise."
The old man from the frontier region gave a wise remark, "What you two said just now was very good. The 'qing' in 'wuqing' refers to a small emotion. We must elevate this 'small emotion' into a 'great emotion', that is, to harbor great affection for all living beings. Only then can we be tolerant, forgiving, and compassionate. The 'I' in 'wu ego' refers to the small self. Elevate the 'small self' into the 'great self', and everything in the universe exists within our heart, and personal honor and disgrace become unworthy of mention."
"Master, I have a question." Leng Yue raised his hand and said.
"You ask?" said the old man from the frontier.
"If you elevate yourself to the realm of great love and great self, won't you be tolerant of everything? Since you are tolerant, why do you still need to punish evil and promote good? Shouldn't you be tolerant of both good and evil?" Leng Yue asked.
The old man from the frontier stroked his beard and laughed, "This is karma! Good deeds bring good results, evil deeds bring evil results. Punishing evil and promoting good is not for personal grudges or honor or disgrace, but because the evildoer has sown evil causes, and will inevitably reap the corresponding results. That's all, haha!"
"So that's how it is. It's just like in a play. If someone plays Cao Cao, there will definitely be someone who burns down Chibi! No matter who sets the fire, the result will be the same!" Leng Yue said with a smile.
"That's a really funny analogy, hahaha!" The old man from the frontier laughed heartily. "That's right, Xiaoyue'er, the sword that Xiaoyan'er picked for you is quite flexible but a bit flimsy. Put it aside for now. I've forged a good sword specifically for you. Look!"
Leng Yue took the sword and weighed it, a puzzled thought. This sword weighed only half as much as the one Yan'er had chosen, making it a lightweight sword. What made it so special? Leng Yue slowly unsheathed the sword, its blade gleaming with a mint green light. (Someone's off-line exclaimed: What a refreshing light! ←_←)
"What a nice sword!" Mingri exclaimed.
"Xiao Yue'er, this sword and tomorrow's Wuwo Sword are made of exactly the same materials, but the forging methods are slightly different. Tomorrow's Wuwo Sword is more powerful, while your sword is softer. Although soft, it can still cut through iron like mud. The name of this sword should be the same as your previous sword, the Wuqing Sword! Ruthless and selfless, just make a perfect pair, haha!" The old man from the border said with a smile.
Leng Yue proudly waved the Wuqing Sword in front of Mingri and said, "Brother, we are using a couple's sword!"
Mingri smiled and said, "Then let's try and see if it works."
Leng Yue and Ming Ri smiled at each other and began to practice Wuwo Sword Technique.
In Leng Yue's room.
"Isn't this too hard for you?" Mingri asked.
"Bantianyue will take action at any time. We don't have much time, and we must try to do the most in the shortest time." Leng Yue said.
"Then if you are tired, you must stop and don't force yourself." Mingri said.
Leng Yue nodded and closed her eyes.
The 22-year-old Leng Yue appeared in her mind, standing opposite her with a helpless look on her face.
"I'm sorry, I have done so many things that I shouldn't have done, and I have caused you pain." 22-year-old Leng Yue said timidly.
Looking at the girl's pitiful eyes, a nameless anger rushed to Leng Yue's head, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.
The 22-year-old Leng Yue closed her eyes tightly, and turned into a wisp of smoke that flew into her body. Leng Yue sighed deeply, and sat down on the ground with exhaustion. (The "ground" in her mind)
"It's me, it's all me." Leng Yue said with a self-deprecating smile, "Shi Qiuyan didn't let me suffer any injustice, I let myself suffer the injustice. I wanted to break up countless times, but every time the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back. I just thought, 'He's still young, he will grow up.' But whether he grows up or when he grows up is never something I can control. If I want to find a mature partner, I should choose a mature one, not choose a childish one and try to make him mature. It's not him who is wrong, but my choice. I was wrong from the beginning, it was me."
"Leng Yue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Leng Yue said to herself.
"Can I forgive myself? No, I can't. It was me who forced myself to do so many things I shouldn't have done. It was me who forced myself to suffer the pain I shouldn't have suffered. I am the culprit. It was me who couldn't stand the loneliness. It was me who was cowardly and incompetent. It was me, it was all me. I can't forgive myself, I can't forgive, I can't forgive, I just can't forgive myself."
"Leng Yue, you are so mean. He is ignorant, but you are also ignorant? He is childish, but you are also childish. Is that right? Yes, I am ignorant, I am childish, I am weak, I compromise, I am mean! I am just that mean, otherwise how could I end up like this?"
"No wonder so many people blame me and make demands on me, and they think it's natural! It's because I'm weak, and they're taking advantage of me! I'm so incompetent, I deserve it, I brought this upon myself, I deserve it! I asked for this! I bully myself, so why shouldn't others bully me?"
"I hate my own incompetence, I hate my own weakness, I hate my own naivety, I hate myself, I am good for nothing, I hate myself, I hate myself to death! Look at you! You are useless! Cowardly! Incompetent! I hate myself, I hate myself! Leng Yue, why don't you just die! Leng Yue, I hate you! I hate you..."
The more Leng Yue thought about it, the more painful it became. Her whole body tensed up and her chest began to feel uncomfortable.
"Lengyue, stop now! Stop now!" Mingri shouted.
Leng Yue was so focused that she didn't even hear Ming Ri's words. Ming Ri had no choice but to raise his hand and slap her hard.
Only then did Leng Yue come to his senses. He felt stars in his eyes and a salty taste in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood into the spittoon with a "pu" sound.
"If I hadn't acted in time, you would have died from the reverse flow of blood and severed meridians! Why didn't you listen to me?" Mingri asked angrily.
"I didn't hear it..." Leng Yue's face was pale and his breath was weak.
"What exactly did you remember that made you so miserable that your qi and blood flowed backwards?" Mingri asked.
"I can't forgive myself." Leng Yue said.
"Just that? Nothing else?" Mingri asked.
Leng Yue shook her head and said, "I don't know. It always gets stuck here."
"No one is perfect. Why do you have to hold on to these past mistakes and keep regretting and blaming yourself?" Mingri said.
Hearing what Mingri said, Leng Yue suddenly thought of someone, which made her feel extremely uneasy.
"No...don't..." Leng Yue said, shaking her head.
Mingri helped Leng Yue cover herself with a thin blanket and said, "Rest first, we'll talk later."
Leng Yue gradually fell asleep, with a line of tears slowly flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." She murmured in her sleep.
Mingri shook his head and reached out to wipe Leng Yue's tears. Suddenly, he felt someone outside the door. He couldn't help but be alert and asked in a low voice, "Who?"
"It's me." A familiar voice came.
Ming Tian got up and opened the door, saying, "Mr. Nong Yue, please come in."
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