Chapter 565: Discussing the Heart, Great Freedom, Surprise and Doubt (5K)
"Uncle He is just the one to blame for all this."
In front of Lin Suixin, slightly lower on the eaves, was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a sapphire robe. There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes that were as bright as glass, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the corners of her mouth.
With a hint of ridicule, he said calmly:
"He not only wants to cling to the rich and powerful and use Zheng Xiu's power to rise to the next level, but he doesn't want to be completely reduced to a lackey. He does so many bad things that he is despised by his former classmates. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Looking forward and backward, the sword is not pure.
, no wonder he hasn’t even mastered one of Minshan’s supreme skills.”
"...In my opinion, he is not worthy of being a disciple of Minshan, nor is he worthy of being called a true swordsman. It would be better for the master to expel him from the door as soon as possible."
Being able to evaluate and criticize an elder of the sect so sharply, a master who has reached the Seventh Realm, even seems to look down on his achievements. Although this person is still young and his figure is not as expected, he is still beautiful.
A refined girl naturally has the corresponding confidence and qualifications.
She is what everyone has always believed from the early years of Yuanwu to the present, one of the strongest practitioners in the future of the Qin Dynasty, Baili Suxue's only direct disciple, Jing Liuli.
If nothing else happens, she will definitely be the successor of the Minshan Sword Sect in the future and the next generation leader of the Minshan Sword Sect.
Therefore, he has long been involved in many decision-making matters within the sect. To a certain extent, he can even command several of his own uncles, but this does not include Uncle Lin who came with him this time.
"Oh, you can't say that..."
Lin Suixin shook her head gently.
He naturally knows that Jing Liuli and his major are both the "Great Sword" in Minshan's supreme art. What they pay attention to is a free and unfettered sword heart. He hates those who are timid and hypocritical.
It is reasonable to have a bad impression of He Shanjian.
However, at his age, experience and level of cultivation, he has a different understanding of the "Great Freedom Sword".
If the ultimate goal is "freedom", but the process of achieving it is quite ups and downs, full of twists and turns, and during the process, you even can't help yourself. Maybe it can be regarded as a kind of "freedom"?
In the final analysis, there is a difference between "freedom" in terms of results and "freedom in process" and cannot be generalized.
It is rare for a person to be perfect and everything goes as he wishes. Many times, you gain something and lose something. If you want to take care of both ends, in the end it is easier to achieve nothing, even the original vision.
It may not be possible to hold it.
Lin Suixin's name of "Suixin" actually comes from his extremely accurate grasp of everyone's mind, which is based on all kinds of hard work, countless experiences, and the ability to discern every detail.
Otherwise, just relying on their status and cultivation strength, it is impossible to truly do whatever they want, to be unrestrained, and to be able to navigate this complicated world with ease.
"Everything in the world is never perfect. Everyone walks on the long river of destiny. After making a choice that he thinks is right, he will always have to bear the corresponding consequences, whether it is bitter or sweet, or whether it is sweet or bitter.
Good consequences or bad consequences.”
"Just like at this moment, Ye Ce is colder than on the sword field. Of course she is taking advantage of this sword meeting to show her determination and strength to the world. At the same time, she is also looking for suitable allies and...
…something she wanted to know."
"For example, those princes and nobles with high positions often have their own helplessness and need to work hard to make choices and find a way out amidst the intertwining of various general trends and forces."
"And these are all accompanied by risks and costs."
Lin Suixin was seen holding the bamboo slips in her hands, with a look of recalling the past on her face, and said Wen Yan:
"I think back then, Junior Brother He was a pure man who was determined and devoted to the sword. Otherwise, he would not have passed the Minshan Sword Exam and successfully entered the sect, nor would he have stood out in just a few years and won the title of your master.
With his favor, he was granted the sect’s true biography and became one of the few elders in Minshan Mountain.”
"It's a pity that time has changed. As he gradually gained a higher status and greater authority inside and outside the sect, he gained more things, and the things he wanted to protect and care about became more and more important.
The more we do, the more we will never be able to return to the indomitable state of the past..."
"It's just that after He Shanjian showed his talent for cultivation, people from Zheng Xiu's side found an opportunity to bring the He family under their control, promising huge profits. They have been using the He family to contain him over the years, and he gradually got used to it and even enjoyed the power.
It’s so convenient that I become more and more addicted to it and can’t extricate myself.”
Jing Liuli took the words with an indifferent expression, as if she didn't care about Uncle Lin's emotion. She stood with her hands down, but she had an indescribable magnanimity, as if everything in the world was under her scrutiny:
"There is no distinction between family friends and sect masters. The key lies in the choice and whether you can make the most correct judgment."
"Obviously, Uncle He's failure was just because he misestimated the benefits that serving the imperial court would bring to him and underestimated the potential risks involved. As a result, he is now in a dilemma, is in jail, and has become a target in the hands of others.
It's really sad to be a chess piece without knowing it."
When Lin Suixin heard this, she couldn't help but nodded slightly, with a look of approval on her face.
Jing Liuli can see the essence of the problem at a glance and is not fooled by the appearance. This vision and judgment are indeed far beyond those of his peers, even compared to many senior figures who have been immersed in the spiritual world for many years.
"Liu Li, you are right. Just like Wang Jingmeng, the 'Sword Leader in the World' back then, he also mistakenly believed in Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, and finally ended up dead. Bashan Sword Field also followed suit.
The dynasty was destroyed, countless disciples and disciples were slaughtered, and blood flowed like rivers."
"Excessive addiction to 'foreign things', even greed for pleasure and the desire for power, have never been important flaws. Only the most fundamental talent for cultivation, as well as outstanding intelligence and foresight, determine what a swordsman can do.
The key factor in how far you go.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He sighed softly and added solemnly: "It's not just you, Master He, but most people in this world still want something.
There are very few stubborn people who can truly be strong without desires and stand tall even for thousands of years. Even the sect leader and I are no exception..."
"However, it is precisely because of these desires and obsessions that each of us is a unique, flesh-and-blood individual, urging us to keep moving forward on this path of spiritual practice, bravely climbing to the top, and pursuing that relative
Detachment and freedom.”
"Otherwise, if everyone has no desires or pursuits, this practice will wither away completely."
"Liu Li has been taught. It turns out that the true meaning of the 'Great Freedom Sword' is not just to pursue inner freedom and freedom, but also to face reality, accept reality, and practice in the world of mortals. Only in practice in the world of mortals can you create true creation."
The meaning of 'great freedom' that belongs to oneself."
Jing Liuli's bright eyes began to flicker with an uncertain light, as if she was re-examining and thinking about something. Then, she bowed and said sincerely, "Thank you, uncle, for your guidance. Liuli will definitely keep it in mind."
, lived up to expectations.”
Lin Suixin laughed, waved her hands and said, "You and I are from the same sect, so why should we be polite? What's more, it's very rare for you to understand this level by yourself."
"Given time, you will definitely be able to cultivate the 'Great Freedom Sword' to a higher level, accomplish some amazing feats, and bring glory to our Minshan Mountain."
After saying that, he did not continue to delve deeper into this topic. His eyes passed through the roofs and gardens, and refocused on the two men who were fighting swords in the Nie Garden in the distance, as if talking to themselves.
, leisurely said:
"All the heroes in the world are from my generation, but the path of a hero is full of hardships and lonely."
"Speaking of which, Ye Ce Leng is actually a rare genius. Although he went through ups and downs when he was young, he has a tough mind and awe-inspiring swordsmanship. In time, he may not be able to become a swordsman."
"It's a pity that she seems to have been involved in the muddy waters of the Qin Dynasty. The road ahead may be full of twists and turns."
"One sword, one world, a trial will reveal the truth. Both sides are in a situation. Whether they can escape depends on their own abilities... Master, look at the two of them, who is better?" I know that the distance is too great.
Far away, he couldn't clearly see the changes in the situation on the field. Jing Liuli simply asked directly:
"The Seven Apertures, Seven Souls Floating Light Sword, and the Three Light Sword Body, as the pre-chapter combination of the 'Gapless Sword Sutra', are not so easy to fight and crack. The Sky-Sky Nine Swords and the Sky Light Condensing Ice Style are also refined and almost perfect.
The outcome of this duel is really unpredictable."
"If you don't take into account the 'God's Confusion Talisman', Ye Ce Leng's winning rate is naturally higher."
Lin Suixin replied calmly: "I have observed it several times with my spiritual mind, and her swordsmanship and true energy cultivation are impeccable. Even compared to those in the Bashan sword field, at the same level,
Not to mention giving in too much."
"Even when she drew her sword, sheathed it, and changed her moves, she showed an inexplicable sense of being in another place. Even if it were me who was using the 'Tian Yi Zhen Shui' and 'Li Shui Shen Jue', no matter how many times she tried, she would succeed.
The feeling of being unable to do better no matter how many times you do it... is really breathtaking.”
"Such a mysterious and mysterious state, I have only seen it in Wang Jingmeng, who had already perfected his swordsmanship after fighting against Han, Zhao, and Wei in all these years."
"A power that is close to gods and demons, and does not belong to the human world, actually appears in a grandmaster who is only a low-level seventh-level master. However, it is full of a sense of incongruity. It always makes me feel that something is not right..."
"However, I have never seen with my own eyes the actual effects of the talisman made by Yuanwu after entering the Eighth Realm of Qitian. It is still difficult to make a conclusion about the victory or defeat of this battle."
He gently stroked his long beard and looked into the distance with a faint gaze: "If your master fails to succeed in this retreat, I am afraid that the glory of being the first in the eight realms of Minshan will depend on you, Liuli."
…
While the two were talking, the situation on the Jianping Ping had undergone new changes.
Using all his strength to activate the Three-Yuan Sword Body and the Seven-Apertures and Seven Souls Floating Light Sword, stepping on circles of faint blue flame flywheels, He Shanjian vaguely revealed a bit of the mystery of "The Seamless Sword Sutra", and the whole person suddenly appeared on the field.
Suddenly, the figure was erratic, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west.
Every charge and flash was accompanied by an extremely cold sword light. From time to time, several snow-white sword lights shot out from the mouth, nose, ears, and little fingers of both hands. When there was sword snow in Minshan Mountain, winter cold in Xizhou and boundless wind and rain, clouds
Xingxiawei collided and entangled with each other, and he secretly complained in his heart.
On weekdays, although He Shanjian has taken refuge with the senior officials of the court and joined the Prime Minister Yan's team along with the He family, he basically does not need to leave the mountain gate. He only secretly delivers some important information within the sect and tries to give preferential treatment to the subordinates.
The children of the rich and powerful in the country are doing easy and comfortable jobs.
In fact, because this generation of Minshan Sword Sect masters and some people in the Bashan Sword Field vowed not to interact with each other, the Minshan Sword Sect stopped contributing to the final battles between the Qin Dynasty and Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties and closed its gates tightly.
For many years, He Shanjian didn't even kill a few serious enemies.
Therefore, when he was assigned to this high-risk task, which required him to bear the "crime" of seriously injuring the head of a division, He Shanjian was undoubtedly extremely reluctant and felt that he was unlucky.
But it was hard to disobey the king's orders, so he had to bite the bullet and secretly reminded the other party a few times, hoping that he would be vigilant and prepared, so that the result would not be too ugly. After casualties occurred, he finally activated the "Divine Confusion Talisman".
means.
It's just that this talisman seemed to be completely made for that night Ce Leng, and the divine intention contained in it was so extraordinary and holy, returning to nature, that even He Shanjian himself didn't even feel much about the effect of this talisman.
How exactly it affects the other party.
After using a wisp of true energy as a primer to activate the talisman posted on the inside of his sleeve, He Shanjian, who didn't know what would happen next, could only continue to move at high speed and attack wildly, using his best moves.
The secret sword came to delay the battle, showing that he was doing his best, waiting for it to take effect.
It is speculated that this thing may only weaken the characteristics of the opponent. If he wants to win and knock "Ye Ce Leng" off the high platform, he probably needs to seize the opportunity himself. He Shanjian also has a sudden change of mind. If Ming Xiao continues
"Let the water go", I'm afraid he won't be able to hide it from Emperor Yuanwu on the sword viewing platform opposite.
As a result, two equally fast and unparalleled figures kept crossing each other in mid-air. One was like a rock falling from a mountain, and the other was like a flowing water. Each of them burst out the most powerful and fierce sword light and sword energy, tit for tat, fierce
collision.
For a moment, there were sharp sounds and loud explosions one after another. The two sides were fighting fast, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of blows were exchanged, until the surrounding spectators were dazzled and confused, and they could not distinguish the specific situation.
.
Only the spreading ripples of vitality showed the intensity of the battle.
If someone perceives it deeply, they will find that on the route of He Shanjian's flying figure, there will occasionally be a faint sword light suddenly lighting up.
The color of each sword light is different and colorful, just like the neon lights in the sky, and every time it is swung out, several thin rays of light will extend from the edge and naturally disappear into the void.
These light filaments appear to be crystal clear and transparent, but in fact they exude a charming brilliance under the sunlight, as if they are made of the purest gems of various colors in the world and are carefully polished and connected in series, making them dazzling.
As He Shanjian's figure continued to change positions, more and more sword lights were emitted. These magnificent and dreamy colored light filaments gradually intertwined into a dense network in the void, shooting out from all directions.
Heading towards Zhao Qing's shroud.
They seemed to be alive, slowly squirming and shrinking, trying to completely bind and lock the "prey" in the center of the net.
"It is said that one of Minshan's secret arts was born out of the 'Extending God's Art', the 'Seven Latitudes Star Sword Formation'?"
Recognizing the opponent's sword technique again, Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not in a hurry to break free from the shackles of these colored light filaments. Instead, he seemed to want to carefully observe their structure and changes, and just used his fingers as swords.
Mysterious trajectories were drawn around the body.
Every time her fingertips stroke lightly, a large amount of water mist will surge up, condensing into thumb-sized crystal water droplets, spinning continuously, and accurately inlaying along the route traced by her fingers.
Entering the gaps of the "colorful nets" made of light filaments.
These water drops were like special chess pieces. Zhao Qing placed them one by one on the "chessboard" in a way similar to Go's "hand talk", and soon formed a mysterious formation.
As more and more "water drop chess pieces" were dropped, the "Seven Latitude Star Luo Sword Array" set up by He Shanjian also changed. The colorful light nets that were slowly shrinking suddenly all came together.
With a shudder, he actually stopped tying him up.
Not only that, they seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, and began to spread slowly along the trajectory traced by Zhao Qing's fingertips and the direction of the movement of the water droplets.
Soon, it was rewoven into a larger and more complicated "new network", and He Shanjian himself was trapped in it.
Why did the sword formation he set up turn around and attack him?
Why can Ye Ce Leng's true energy still affect the changes in his own secret skills?
This makes absolutely no sense!
"What...what's going on?! Could it be that the target of the 'God Confusion Talisman' is not Ye Ce Leng at all, but myself?"
"That's right! Yesi was originally His Majesty Yuanwu's right-hand man. He just returned from overseas under orders not long ago. He killed Zhao Zhan in one battle and dispelled the 'rumor' that she could not be trusted and was exiled..."
"Haha, let me tell you, how can there be a talisman that the person who casts the talisman does not know the effect? It turns out that I was the target of the 'divine will' in the talisman. This is really... a good invitation to enter the urn and catch the turtle in the urn.
!If you want to silence yourself, why go to such trouble?"
"What a vicious scheme and despicable method!"
In an instant, such a ridiculous idea flashed through He Shanjian's mind, and then supplemented by pieces of seemingly conclusive evidence, he couldn't help but become convinced of this, feeling that this should be the truth behind this setup, and in his heart
Full of sadness and fear.
The bullshit "love for talents" and "Da Qin is now in the prime of employing people" are all lies!
Most likely, he was used as a spearman by Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu. They wanted to use Ye Ce Leng's hands to get rid of him and deal with the "outdated" tool. At the same time, they also took this opportunity to test this person.
The true strength and loyalty of the Chief Commander can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
At this moment, He Shanjian felt extremely regretful. If he had known this, he should not have coveted those little power and status, so that he fell into the trap carefully woven by others, and became the opponent's way to "establish power" and "
A stepping stone to show off muscles, a victim.
However, it is already too late to think about these things now.
Being imprisoned and blocked by his own "Seven Latitude Star Sword Formation", He Shanjian did not dare to neglect, and quickly activated his true energy, hoping to take back these silken light nets into his body.
However, no matter how hard he tried, those colored light filaments seemed to have completely lost control and remained motionless.
Not only that, as the tracks traced by Zhao Qing's fingertips became more and more dense, these mercerized light networks continued to differentiate and multiply, winding towards his vital points from all directions, like strips of light.
A colorful spiritual snake with life, it chooses people to eat.
"No! I can't just sit back and wait for death. No matter what, I have to find a way to break free from this weird shackles and escape! Senior Brother Baili has always protected me, he will definitely be able to protect me!"
"Tianguang Ice Condensation Nine Styles, the first style, Frost Sky Dawn Horn! Break it for me!"
Trying his best to resist the strangulation of the sword formation outside, He Shanjian, who was cold and crazy, suddenly gathered all the remaining true energy in his body at the tip of the sword, and cut out the most powerful sword in his life since the beginning of the sword competition.
A powerful and emotionally intense sword move.
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The peak power of the Six Realms, but broke through the limitations and reached the level of moving mountains in the Seven Realms.
If we follow the relevant regulations of the competition, this is actually equivalent to admitting defeat.
Between the sky and the earth, there are thousands of blue-white ice swords, and countless terrifying white streamlines are entangled with each other, and then crushed into flying catkins, gathering together to draw an ethereal curve.
On the "Mountain Snow Soul" sword, the scene of moon frost and moonlight is outlined.
It was like the first ray of icy dawn in the winter morning, with an unstoppable force, slashing towards the direction facing away from the sword viewing platform. Wherever it passed, the sky was filled with frost and snow, and even the air seemed to solidify into crystal.
The ice crystals reflect the dazzling light.
With a "click", the entire sliver of light network was frozen and cracked on the spot by the surging force of the extreme cold, shattering into speckled light spots, dissipating in the air, and tearing open to reveal a huge gap.
And He Shanjian also seized this opportunity, got out like lightning, and immediately rushed into the sky, quickly escaping in the direction of Minshan, and soon reached more than ten miles away.
Leaving behind an increasingly dimmer blue light, it gradually fades away in the sky.
Because no one thought that a sword show could lead to such a bizarre drama, for a while, even though there were more than ten masters on the field, no one could react in time to stop it.
Many spectators were talking about it. They felt that the opponent had lost face after losing, so Wu Yan continued to stay in Nie Yuan to watch the battle. He really lost both the battle and the people. He did not respect martial ethics and lost etiquette. He was really unworthy.
The reputation of the Minshan elders.
"Why is this He Shanjian so unlucky? Just now I saw him fighting so vigorously, with the air of a master, but I didn't expect him to run away in the blink of an eye. It's really embarrassing."
"After all, he is an elder of the Minshan Sword Sect, but he was so cowardly and panicked that he ran away in front of everyone. Doesn't this disgrace his own sect? It's really irresponsible."
"Yes, although his opponent is Ye Ce Leng, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to lose, but such an act is really ugly."
"Maybe he has something urgent. Don't jump to conclusions too quickly."
"What can be more important than this sword duel? This is a competition that His Majesty the Emperor is personally watching. If he runs away openly and ignores the rules of the venue, isn't it disrespectful to His Majesty?"
"Maybe someone in his family died and he was in a hurry to go back to attend the funeral. Hahaha!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't forget that the Minshan Sword Sect is behind him, we can't afford to offend him."
Looking from afar at the chess piece he had arranged to "defect" before the battle, like a kite with its strings torn and unable to be recovered, Emperor Yuanwu on the sword viewing platform also frowned and seemed to want to stand up, but failed.
He stopped moving again, obviously his mood was not very calm.
Listening to the various chatter and discussions that ordinary people could not understand at all, but could be discerned in the realm of Qitian, he felt that every sentence seemed to be mocking his own mistakes and incompetence. His face was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
He sighed and whispered to himself:
"What a move to borrow the sword's will, the secret sword of Mu Tian!"