The first thousand one hundred and fifty-ninth chapters how to fight
"If the Taoist snow sword is held in the hands of real Taoists of all ages and listens to the scriptures and chants, it will naturally be contaminated with Taoist righteousness. Even if it falls into the hands of a very evil person, it may be able to contain the evil thoughts with righteousness and allow the sword holder to return to the right path.
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Li Luo nodded first, then shook his head, and chuckled: "If this is the case, I'm afraid it's probably because this person has a weak heart towards Taoism or seeking demons. Weapons can do it, maybe one thing, one thing
A person, or even an animal, can also change his mind. In my opinion, everything is nothing more than his mind, and the same is true for seeking the devil from the Tao. If you cannot see your own heart, the so-called seeking the devil from the Tao
It's just a copy, no matter how similar it is, it's not my Taoist Demonic Heart after all."
The middle-aged man frowned and seemed to be thinking carefully about what Li Luo said.
Xiaoyaozi clapped his hands and praised: "If you only seek the Tao without asking about your heart, it will eventually be the Tao of others, not your own. The prince said it well, and he really has the understanding to seek the Tao."
Li Luo chuckled. His six roots were impure, but he had no intention of escaping into Taoism and concentrating on cultivating Taoism. He didn't need this kind of understanding. Anyway, it was just talk. As for whether others can do it, that's not what Li Luo should care about at the moment. At least
Li Luo asked himself that he probably couldn't do it.
Li Luo's words were awe-inspiring, and most of the people present looked deep in thought. Only a few people smiled and remained silent. Among them was Liuyunzhan. I'm afraid they had seen that it was Li Luo's high-sounding bluff.
Li Luo naturally understood the principle of moderation and moderation in everything, and responded casually: "The world's great roads lead to the same destination. Who can predict whether two different roads will end in the same place? Besides,"
Li Luo paused for a moment, looked at Yan Xin and Yan and said with a smile, "Wouldn't the knife in my hand and I be more able to seal the Taoist heart of Miss Zhengyan?"
With a smile from his heart, he is like a king of Dingtian who is good at eloquence. No wonder he can fight with the Confucian scholars in Tiannan with his own strength without falling behind. He is indeed a rare eloquent talent.
"Your Majesty is laughing at me because I don't have a strong will to seek Taoism and I don't dare to hone my Taoism." Yan Xin chuckled.
"Don't dare."
"Don't you dare? Haha, is there really something in this world that the prince dare not say?" Yan Xin teased kindly.
Looking at Li Luo's slightly embarrassed expression, Yanxin flicked his temples and said harmoniously: "The prince's eleven swords are too amazing, and I am not sure about taking them. How about a literary fight instead?"
"Wen Dou?" Li Luo's eyes lit up. These words were in line with Li Luo's wishes. This woman Bingxue was smart and had just saved Sansheng from the trouble. Could it be that she also saw through Li Luo's thoughts at this moment. But that's not the case right now.
When you are lucky, you will lose badly if you are not careful. "I wonder what is the method of literary fighting?"
"Like this." Yan Xin said with a smile. With a flick of his hand, the light on the jade flute suddenly rose into the air and slowly floated into the air. The luster was still there, like smoke but not smoke, like clouds but not clouds, floating gently in the air.
In the sky, the light gradually took shape in the leisurely wave, and slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes. It was a few words. It was a little blurry at first, but it became clearer and legible in the blink of an eye. The handwriting was delicate and beautiful, as if it was written by Yan Xin himself.
Written.
A word "Dao" appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes, and then gradually dissipated without losing any light, turning into four small words to fill in the gaps. It was simply a miraculous skill, not inferior to the skylarks surrounding Li Luo.
Li Luo stared blankly at the words in mid-air, and suddenly laughed loudly. He seemed to be curious and excited, and said with a smile: "Good work, I'll try it too." After that, Li Luo suddenly barbed the Minghong knife.
Entering the white jade stone platform, he stretched out his hands, and the eleven blood-colored skylarks rushed out. In mid-air, ten skylarks flew around, gradually forming a red shadow, and the darkest skylark surrounded the red shadow.
The shadows danced gracefully but did not blend in.
The red shadow is constantly changing, as if it has thousands of faces, including birds, fish, insects, humans, snakes and animals. It is like a devil's palace and ghosts. Everything that people think of can be found in this red shadow, which is even better than a mirage.
Yi Chi. Every time the red shadow undergoes a change, bursts of red light appear that are intoxicating but trembling in the heart. Under the red light, Li Luo's face is as pale as snow, with a solemn look on his face.
The ability to gather strength to create a word cannot be used by those who are not extremely powerful in internal strength. Not only does the internal strength need to be profound, but also exquisite. Although Li Luo has deep internal strength, his purity has to be inferior to Yan Xin. In this way, the word has not been written yet. He just holds on to the red
Even before the shadow dissipated, Li Luo felt a little embarrassed.
Yan Xin looked at Li Luo in surprise, smiled approvingly, and quietly looked at the red shadow in the space between the two of them. The onlookers held their breaths, all wondering what Li Luo would write in response to Yan Xin's words.
Dao Xin. If the battle between Wu Se and Peifeng just now made all the experts in the field enjoy watching, then the battle between Yan Xin and Li Luo made all the heroes breathless. The older Jianghu colleagues couldn't help but
I lamented that there are talents in every generation, but this generation is already getting old.
Skylark disappeared, but the unruly murderous intention was still there, but it was more violent and chaotic than before. This discussion of Tao, Li Luo really allowed Yan Xin to test his Taoist heart.
Li Luo took a deep breath, stabilized the internal energy that was flowing everywhere in his meridians, and responded hastily. It was indeed a bit overwhelming. At this moment, the meridians were cut by the knife intent flowing everywhere, and the pain was unbearable. If it weren't for the Bingxin Jue
, Li Luo's face would probably become distorted. Not only were these skylarks jumping around outside, they couldn't stay still even inside Li Luo's body, which made Li Luo miserable.
To outsiders, it only took a few breaths, but Li Luo felt that several hours had passed, and he didn't know how Yan Xin managed to do it so easily.
The red shadow gradually unfolded, not only dazzling in the dark night, but also a bit dazzling. Li Luoju's "Gongsheng" is a bit worse than Yan Xin's "Easy and Heavy", but it can be regarded as a cat and a tiger, and it is not too far away.
The red shadow became a character, and a Dharma character with a deep red color appeared in front of everyone. It was still crooked at first, but within a few breaths, the Dharma character suddenly became clear. At first glance, it looked like a flying dragon and a phoenix.
I feel that the first time I wrote about Huang Ting, it was relaxed and relaxed, and every hook and stroke was just right.
The words are like blood, showing a strict and cold character. The red light behind them hides murderous intent, which seems to imply that the strict laws are based on blood. After a few breaths, the word Dharma dissipated, leaving behind the ancient five words "lawless", which symbolize the heart.
There is one more word to fill in the gaps.
"If you don't follow the past, you don't follow the present. If time changes and it's difficult to control, it will lead to chaos." Yan Xin chanted softly.
“The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency by making up for the loss, but this is not the case with the way of humanity, where there is insufficient loss and there is more than enough.