The sacred talisman is suspended in front of you.
Dong Guofeng seemed to turn a blind eye and remained silent.
There is no doubt that this young leader of the Dongguo family suffered a heavy blow.
Even though his sword was so solid and calm, he couldn't recover for a moment.
When everyone present saw this, they all sighed secretly.
In this battle, the Dongguo clan was defeated miserably!
First of all, Dong Guofeng, a heaven-defying evildoer who was ranked seventh on the list of stars, was completely defeated by Su Yi in a one-on-one fight.
Following that, seven important figures in the spiritual realm of the Dongguo clan, headed by Dong Guo Hai, were wiped out by Su Yi with one sword!
Everyone knows that today's battle will definitely be a disastrous blow to the Dongguo family, one of the seven ancient giants!
“Miss Xinzhao, let’s go.”
In an atmosphere of oppressive silence, Su Yi seemed to be fine, smiling and waving to Wen Xinzhao and others.
"good!"
Hearing this, he agreed.
Immediately, she left with Master Hanyan, Qingya, and Su Yi.
From the beginning to the end, no one dared to stop him, whether it was Yu Jiuzhen, the headmaster of Yuntian Shrine, and others, or the strong men of the Dongguo family headed by Dong Guofeng!
“The man of God is by his side, but he does not know it…”
The middle-aged scribe who had walked with Su Yi all the way to Yuntian Shrine couldn't help but murmured.
The boys and girls around him were all stunned and silent.
They were once full of longing, thinking that as long as they could enter the Yuntian Shrine to practice, they could leap over the dragon gate and change the trajectory of their lives on the road to practice.
You can just witness the scene before.
They suddenly discovered a cruel thing. As powerful as the Yuntian Shrine, in front of the Dongguo clan, it was just a vassal force at the mercy of others.
As one of the seven ancient giants today, the Dongguo family does not really cover the sky with one hand, and no one dares to mess with it.
Because just today, a young man who is like an immortal in the sky killed a strong man from the Dongguo family and made rivers of blood flow!
“You have done evil!”
Yu Jiuzhen sighed.
The big figures in Yuntian Shrine all have complicated expressions.
Today's events could have ended when Dong Guofeng was defeated. The grudge between Su Yi and the Dong Guo family could have only happened between Dong Guofeng and Su Yi.
But the appearance of Dong Guohai and others shattered all this!
In the end, Dong Guohai and others paid the price with their lives. What is this but evil?
At this time, Dong Guofeng seemed to have come to his senses. He did not even take away the sacred talisman, and walked towards the distance alone.
“Young Master! Where are you going?”
A strong man from the Dongguo family couldn't help but ask.
Dong Guofeng ignored it.
His hair is disheveled, his torn clothes have long been soaked in blood, and the scars on his thin body have not really healed.
In the previous duel, he was too seriously injured.
But at this moment, he didn't seem to care about any of this. He was alone, walking alone between heaven and earth.
That solitary figure adds a sense of desolation and loneliness.
In the sunset.
Dong Guofeng's figure gradually moved away, disappearing between the vast world.
When everyone saw this, they all felt gloomy.
February seventeenth.
In front of the Yuntian Shrine, Su Yi defeated Dong Guofeng, the leader of the younger generation of the Dong Guo family, and beheaded Dong Guo Hai and other seven great spiritual monks.
It can be foreseen that when this news comes out, the world will be shaken, and a huge uproar will be caused in Daxia!
…
How much impact will this war have?
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Su Yi didn’t care about the noise and disturbance at all.
He came to Yuntian Shrine simply to pick up Wen Xinzhao.
However, he does appreciate Dong Guofeng quite a lot.
Even if they are enemies of each other, this does not prevent Su Yi from recognizing Dong Guofeng's attainments in swordsmanship.
"Sword power, sword intention and cultivation are ultimately inferior to a sword heart that is as tough as iron. No matter how dull your talent is, as long as you have such a sword heart, you will go further and further on the path of swordsmanship.
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“This is the so-called drop of water that penetrates the stone, and it takes a long time to achieve success.”
“Of course, regardless of the level of talent or qualifications, being able to pursue diligently on the road and never give up is a quality that is difficult for ordinary people to possess.”
In a dilapidated Taoist temple abandoned in the wilderness, with a bonfire raging, Su Yi lay lazily in a wicker chair, his head resting on his arms, and his whole body was loose.
The real person sitting on the side of the house is sitting on one side, looking at the clear buds and cold smoke. Some are bright and beautiful, some are pure and innocent, some are quiet and beautiful.
“This time Dong Guofeng suffered a serious blow and his state of mind was also affected. If he can come out of it, his state of mind will be improved to a higher level.”
Su Yi said this, took out the wine bottle, and took a sip.
Qingya asked curiously: "Brother Su Yi, do you think on the road, is hard work or talent more important?"
Su Yi smiled and said: "For the vast majority of monks in the world, it is not the time to compete for talent. When it comes to truly competing for talent, it means that one's own practice has encountered a bottleneck."
“What’s more, the path of cultivation is full of possibilities. No matter how stupid a cultivator is, his qualifications and talents will change as his cultivation realm breaks through.”
“Not to mention, there is no shortage of luck, opportunities and fate in this world, nor is there any shortage of magic medicine and power that can change a monk’s talent, and all of these are inseparable from one’s own efforts.”
Hearing these words, both Wen Xinzhao and Han Yan were deeply moved.
Qingya said crisply: "I understand that as long as you work hard on the path of spiritual practice, you have the chance to change everything. As for talent, even if it is against nature, it will be in vain if you don't work hard."
Su Yi nodded and said: "Not bad."
“It can be seen that even though he is an enemy, Brother Su also admires Dong Guofeng.”
Wen Xinzhao pursed his lips and smiled.
Su Yi said casually, "Compared to him, I admire your understanding of the art of swordsmanship more. Speaking of which, it reminds me of one thing."
“In the past, there used to be two old monks who fought against each other.”
“One said: The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the mind is like a bright mirror. It must be brushed diligently at all times to avoid dust.”
“One said, Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust.”
“Who do you think is better?”
Speaking of this, Su Yi looked at Wen Xinzhao.
Qingya interrupted: "It must be the second one."
Zhenren Hanyan also nodded.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "In terms of understanding, the second one is naturally the highest. But in terms of practice, the first one is the highest."
Su Yi smiled and said: "You are not wrong to understand this. These two sentences also have many different views in Buddhism. But in the eyes of a swordsman like me, these two sentences can be understood as complementing each other."
“Complement each other?”
Wen Xinzhao and others were confused.
Su Yidao: "The first sentence focuses on cultivation and sharpening the Taoism, and the second sentence focuses on the word "enlightenment". Only by brushing it away from time to time can one have a sudden enlightenment and break through the realm."
Hearing this, Xinzhao was thoughtful, and after a while he said: "I am not a Buddhist monk, but I feel that Brother Su's understanding is the most consistent with my understanding."
Su Yi smiled and said: "Your understanding of swordsmanship is far better than that of Dong Guofeng, but remember to practice in the future and polish and sharpen yourself at all times."
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Only by taking care of yourself can you do it.”
Wen Xinzhao was shocked, and then he realized that Su Yi was taking the opportunity to teach him something!
The girl's starry eyes were firm and she said softly: "Brother Su, don't worry, I will keep it in my heart."
The bonfire is roaring.
Time passes bit by bit.
Su Yi has told Wen Xinzhao and the others that they will first go to Jiuding City in Daxia.
Wen Xinzhao and others naturally have no objections.
However, Wen Xinzhao was a little worried about how to settle Hanyan Zhenren and Qingya.
After all, the three of them have been separated from Yuntian Shrine from today onwards and have become helpless wandering cultivators.
Wen Xinzhao told Su Yi about his worries.
Su Yi smiled and said: "Don't worry, when that brilliant world really comes, the forces in this world are destined to be reshuffled again. No one knows who will have the last laugh in the end. But before that, just wait patiently."
Can."
Wen Xinzhao nodded.
It is already late at night, and everything in the wilderness is quiet. Occasionally, the roar of wild animals can be heard.
Suddenly——
Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked outside the Taoist temple.
At the same time, a faint sound of bells rang in the deep night, vague and melodious, with a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
How could this bell... appear in this world?
Su Yi was stunned, his eyes were full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it.
After a while, he quietly stood up and said, "It makes sense, you guys stay here and wait while I go out for a walk."
As he spoke, he stepped out of the dilapidated Taoist temple.
The night is as dark as ink, without stars or moon.
In the wilderness.
A lonely figure, moving forward aimlessly.
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, his face was pale and dull, and his eyes were empty, as if his soul had left his body.
It’s Dong Guofeng!
Suddenly, a faint and melodious bell rang in the night sky.
Dong Guofeng's body froze, and his mind, which was originally hazy, suddenly woke up.
He raised his eyes and looked around, only to find that he was in a completely unfamiliar mountainous wilderness.
“I originally thought that my sword was as strong as iron and could not be shaken even if the world was turned upside down. I never thought that today I would be hit to the point where I lost my mind and lost my mind..."
Dongguo Feng sighed secretly.
He has realized how dangerous his previous state of mind was. If it weren’t for that melodious bell, he would probably still be in that state of confusion and confusion, like a walking zombie!
Chimes?
Wait a minute, where did the bells come from in this wilderness?
Dong Guofeng was puzzled. He glanced around and suddenly saw a light shining in the night in the far distance.
Isn’t that a temple?
Dong Guofeng strolled over.
When we arrived, we saw a bamboo building standing in front of a mountain range in the night.
The bamboo building only has two floors, and only a solitary lantern hangs in front of the eaves of the main door. The light is orange, but the light and shadow cast are full of warmth.
The sky and the earth are all dark, but one lamp is always bright.
That ray of light exudes an indescribable aura in the dark night, making people feel tranquil and warm just by looking at it.
Dong Guofeng raised his eyes and looked.
I saw a plaque hanging on the door of the bamboo building.
There are two big characters written on it: Pawn Shop!
Under the illumination of that orange lantern, these two words flickered on and off, adding a mysterious color.
“How could a pawn shop appear alone in the wilderness?”
Dong Guofeng realized something was wrong, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity in his heart.