Chapter 115 There should be no heaven and man in the world
There is dust in the west for a long time, and there is a red lotus in the east for a night cry. This rumor is widely circulated among the people. Even in the past two hundred years, as long as a woman yells at night, disobedient children will sleep obediently.
Now the legendary murderous man appeared in Daxing City, but the children playing on the street were gone. The tavern and teahouse turned the murderous man out again, which became a topic that could not be avoided after dinner.
"Who is Dalang of the Li family?"
"I heard that I was a gangster before I came to Daxing City."
"It seems that Cui Tianba was caught by him..."
"How can you even recognize that demon monk!"
"Shh--"
A meal of wine lasted from noon until the moon was in the middle of the sky, but the three of them had no intention of giving up.
During this period, Honglian and Mo Kanshan taught Li Taiping some martial arts skills. The two young men each had their own victory or defeat, but they failed to really score.
When Mu Pinshan returned to his room to rest, Li Taiping came to the wine table, poured a large bowl of old wine, raised his head and poured it into his stomach, and then said with a smile.
"Why did the monk suddenly come to Daxing City?"
Honglian burped and said, "It's almost time for the Xuanhu Sword Sect to hold out the birds. Niu Niu also wanted to come out to find you, so I secretly kidnapped the little girl."
Li Taiping smiled and said, "Don't you have another purpose for the sake of relaxation?"
Honglian pointed to the empty bowl, Li Taiping poured wine quickly, Honglian said: "There are not many old people in the world, so you will be less when you meet! I originally thought that when I came to Daxing City, I could see the dead ghost of the War God and the Sword Demon.
Yes, but I never thought that the old thing passed away before the monk!”
Honglian is a little sad. Although he has no affection with the tranquil military god in Fengzhu, he has fought with the sword demon several times. But today two hundred years later, there are not many people he can still know, and he can say one or two
There are even fewer sentences.
The new waves of the Yangtze River push forward the previous waves, and a new generation beats the old ones. Just like the iron-clad man in front of him, the speechless boy who doesn't say a word, and Li Taiping who smiles at him.
The world is still the same, things change, and the old man who holds his sword to the world is only sighing today...
Li Taiping accompanied the three to drink until their steps were sluggish, but the three still didn't know how to get drunk.
In the courtyard, Li Taiping held the wine jar, looked at the bright moon, and disappeared in the rising sun. In a daze, he remembered the experiences over the past few days...
The knife of the cook who cuts the cow, where the hand touches, where the shoulders rely on, where the foot walks, where the knees cross, the sound of the knife is loud, and the sound of the knife is roaming, all of them are the center of the notes.
With no thickness entering the gap, he is at ease. His Lishou sword lacks this magic.
A ray of morning light entered the hospital, and the sword came out of the box and danced out the flowers. It looked like buds, blooming, falling flowers, and endlessly natural...
The sword light changed again, like a storm of waves, like a stream flowing, like a drop of drops, and finally the ordinary...
There is no shortage of beauty in the world, but what is lacking is the heart to recognize beauty. Once you understand, you will have an enlightenment. When you know that the sword enters the wood grain, the new world will appear in front of you.
The sword remains the same, the person remains the same, but the sword light returns to nature, without seeing the prosperity, only seeing the simplicity.
The purple qi comes from the east and enters the lungs in the breath. Li Taiping holds his sword and stands, and his eyes appear with a light, which is a trace of afterglow after seeing the heaven and earth.
Applause rang out and people were admitted to the hospital.
The red lotus's face is like the morning light, and there is much emotion and relief in her smile: "A flower, a world, a sword, a spring and autumn. The moon sets and the sun rises, and several years have passed, and the flowers bloom and fall in Taiping Dao are happy and congratulatory."
Mo Kanshan nodded, but said with a cold face: "Don't be complacent, you still need to work hard, otherwise I will take away the person."
Jian Xilai's eyes lit up. After taking a step, he saw the smell of wine spilling out, dyeing the courtyard.
"It's time to pay back the one you owe me!"
Li Taiping turned around and smiled after saluting, "I can't ask for it, I hope Brother Deng will not keep his hands."
Jian came to the west for a long time, and what he waited for was a day when Li Taiping accumulated a lot of strength.
For him, martial arts cultivation is as important as mental state cultivation. Those who cannot take into account both are not worth his sword drawing.
At this moment, Honglian laughed loudly and said, "There is a monk here, and the second little girl will let go of the fight."
It is hard to meet a soulmate, and it is hard to find an opponent. At this moment, Li Taiping is very determined to fight and is as powerful as a rainbow. It is the time when people are at their best.
Li Taiping was full of confidence and said, "Please!".
Then he saw Jianxi stepping out his sword. The strong smell of alcohol in the yard is like a wild horse, shaves up the flowers all over the yard and sweeps towards Li Taiping...
"Good come!"
With the words, the three swords left their hands and wandered by among the falling flowers without touching half of them.
The sword from Jianxi is fast and accurate, without any fancy, it is the killing sword.
One sword stabbed three swords, all of which were the tip of the sword. The three swords went their separate ways, but they wandered back and faced the single lonely sword.
Jian Xilai shook his hand and saw hundreds of swords gushing out, cutting into the gap of flying flowers, and heading straight for Li Taiping's door.
Li Taiping did not retreat but advanced, and the Sanchai Sword, who had fallen half a step, came to his hand. His wrist twisted and sprinkled a sword net, and followed the gap and hit every sword energy.
The wine dissipates, the flowers fall, the sword light stops,
The two are equally divided, the tip of the sword is opposite to the tip of the sword.
They are all warriors, and they can tell the level of sword skills with two moves, but they are boring even if they fight.
Li Taiping returned with three swords and said with a smile: "Waiting for one sword three steps and a thousand miles to come west can see the victory or defeat."
After the words, the man rushed to the night and hugged the purple air into his arms. After three steps in the void, he took three swords and saw a purple thread connected between the three swords, turning into a sword and cutting the world in the morning light, reflecting in the west of the sword
Come to the eyes.
The sword returned to the sheath and was unsheathed, bringing out a touch of charming red, as if the red sun in the sky came out of the scabbard.
A sword comes from the west, and the sunset is reflected in the morning and the rainbow is coming up...
By the pond in the back house, the beautiful and beautiful woman was gentle and smiling, looking at the reflection of the pool.
The fairy pushed the window, stretched her waist, and looked at the two swords of heaven and earth with sleepy eyes...
Qiu and winter were squatting in front of the stove pit, hurriedly threw away the fire stick and ran out with a big flowery face.
There were tears in the little girl's eyes. Of course, that was not moved by the mighty sword, but was fumigated by fireworks.
The sword in Qiudong's eyes is different from everyone's people. The sword in everyone's eyes is the sword, but Qiudong's things are not.
It was a ray of purple air rising from the rising sun and a scene of the setting sun gradually getting late, colliding and exploding between heaven and earth.
A purple air, a scene of sunset, turned into a cloud of light and fell into the world, sprinkling in Li's family courtyard, pond, and stove...
There was a gorgeous fall on the forehead, and the condensed jade skin suddenly flowed, the true qi and meridians swelled, and the holy bones seemed to be singing happily.
There are not many warriors in the world who can borrow the power of heaven and earth, but there are only ones who can take the power of heaven as their own.
If there is a saint here, I must sigh. It is a god, so why did you come to the world?
In autumn and winter, there is a ball of fire, burning in the bone marrow, and it instantly swept the whole body. The true qi in the meridians is like boiled water in the stove, rolling and breaking through the bonds and overflowing...
Pain occupies the body and engulfs it. The little girl's face is like wine red, her eyes are blankly looking at the sky, and there is a phoenix ringing in her throat...
The Li family in Daxingcheng suddenly had a crisp sound that rushed to the night, and the heaven and earth were shaking. Outside the kitchen, the true energy was rippling, the flowers fell and branches broke, and the seventh rank became eighth rank... Li Taiping and Jianxi came to the west and shared the beauty of the autumn, and suddenly he heard the stove
Fang Qiudong shouted in pain, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly put away his sword and rushed over.
Qiudong stood alone in the yard, and was already an eighth-rank warrior. Li Taiping was happy, but suddenly frowned. Because Qiudong's breath did not weaken at all, it was still getting stronger...
Honglian smiled and patted Li Taiping on the shoulder, sighing: "Brother, you are still powerful, you can even take the Holy Bone as a maid!"
Mo Kanshan on the side snorted coldly: "It's nothing to teach the maid martial arts, but if it's a holy bone, you have thought about the consequences."
Li Taiping didn't say anything because he had nothing to say, so the trouble obviously had the intention to be uncontrollable.
I heard that the phoenix was roaring again in the yard, and the eighth grade had already entered the ninth grade.
Autumn and winter gritted their teeth, and the eyebrows of the distant mountains squeezed together, and the breath increased instead of falling. The sand and stones in the courtyard, falling flowers slowly floated up...
Seeing the little maid's momentum soaring, Honglian smiled happily and said, "Look, you are going to break through to the master, and the world is going to be lively again! Grow up quickly, little girl, the monk is anxious to see the senior brother's defeated look!"
As Honglian said, autumn and winter broke through again. This time, not only was the purple air above the Li family rippling, but even the sky above the imperial city was a little unstable...
Li Fuguo frowned and raised his head. The purple air was in turmoil. This was not a good omen.
The God of War glanced at the direction of the Li family, glanced at the imperial city, and sighed helplessly. One Zhongli Zixi could cause chaos in the world. If there was another one, hey...
Lishan, Qiu Yinan looked at the direction of Daxing City, holding up the chess piece in his hand without any determination. The dean on the side had a smile on his face and urged: "Whoever causes trouble will carry it on his back? What's the best thing to look at? Get it right away
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In the inn, Xi Caiying stood up with a sword, and did not care about the shocking world, so she rushed straight to the Li family...
Thousands of miles away, Taoist head stepped up the sea of clouds, looked at the east, shook his head and sighed: "What a pity! Bai Yunzi, go to Daxing City, there should be no gods in this world."
In the eight hundred miles of Dongting, monks' clothes danced in the vast smoke. They were a young Buddhist son and two Buddhist arhats...
Autumn and winter are all in their own strength, stirring up the storm and clouds in all directions, which shows that the holy bones can no longer be able to practice in the world.
The breath of autumn and winter finally stabilized. The little girl opened her eyes and the purple flashed away. She felt very clear and bright, and the world also changed its colors.
The little maid ran towards the master happily, pulling the master's sleeves, and her little face was blushing.
"The master has made a breakthrough! If someone bullies the master in the future, Qiudong will help the master beat them all over the ground to find teeth."
"Master, Qiu and Winter have made a breakthrough, why are you so unhappy? Qiu and Winter will not bully Master!"
Li Taiping wanted to say: "The master is moved, but when the master is moved, he will be frowning..."
The wooden man, who had never talked much, looked at Li Taiping and said, "If the Buddha came in person, what are your plans?"
Li Taiping said nothing, but he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, a purple dress appeared in the yard, and a beautiful woman with a white and red face was staring at the Li family's master with anger...
"What can you do, what else can you do? You are hurting Qiu and winter, you are doing bad things with kind intentions, you stupid guy!"
This should be the rudeesting sentence that Xi Caiying said in her life. But she felt that it should be more rude to eliminate the resentment in her heart.
Li Taiping gritted his teeth and looked up and said, "Autumn and Winter is the autumn and Winter of the Li family. If anyone wants to move, he must first ask the master of the Li family's sword..."