On the tip of the stone tablet, it is written: "风花雪月".
Below it is written: "Cut the wind, ruin the flowers, bury the snow, and freeze the moon."
The final introduction to each move:
"Zhan Feng, the wind passes without a trace, the sword passes without a sound!" Lin Bai looked at Zhan Feng's sword and murmured slightly.
Suddenly, in front of Lin Bai, a figure appeared from the stone tablet, with a straight back and a sharp sword in his hand, arrogant to the heavens. As Lin Bai read this sentence, the figure quickly waved in front of Lin Bai.
The sword rises.
Lin Bai was shocked! This figure's swordsmanship was not only extremely sharp, but also extremely fast.
As fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, fast enough to cut down the wind around you.
The wind is invisible, invisible and tasteless, but this sword can actually cut down the wind!
It's so terrifying!
"It's him who is teaching me!" Lin Bai quickly reacted, took out the Qingge Sword, and started dancing with the figure.
Faster and faster, faster and faster.
Near the end, Lin Bai's Qingge Sword could no longer be seen with the naked eye.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Bai sheathed his sword while sweating profusely, and the figure on the stone tablet disappeared.
"Flowers in the wind, snow and moon."
"Broken flowers, unparalleled beauty, broken flowers at the end of the year."
Immediately after Lin Bai finished reading, a figure appeared on the stone tablet again.
But the figure at this moment is full of loneliness and sadness.
While dancing with the sword, the loneliness and sadness all over his body were integrated into the sword intention, turning into a terrifying sword technique that screamed and cracked the sky and the earth, making all living beings in the world tremble under this chilling aura.
While practicing this move, Lin Bai thought of someone.
Reminds me of Murong Yeshen.
Murong Yeshen was once so famous and talented in the Lingjian Sect. He was called the most talented disciple under Su Cang. He was a warrior of the Divine Alliance, a warrior of the Sword Alliance, and was worshiped and sought after by all the warriors of the Lingjian Sect.
Object.
But he finally died under Lin Bai's sword.
Murong Ye Shen, just like what this move says, no matter how magnificent and talented you are, at the end of your life, you will be nothing more than a withered flower on the ground.
Even beautiful flowers will wither at some point.
Even powerful people will die at some point.
When life comes to an end, it is just a withered flower.
"Burial of snow, cry of the sky, snow of dusk."
In this move, the figure did not dance with the sword, but directly tore it away with the sword, splitting the sky.
Lin Bai felt an infinite chill from this sword, as if this sword was going to eradicate all the snow in the world.
"The cold moon, the cold moon and the icy heart, make me sick with lovesickness."
The figure remained motionless, calmly looking up at the sky and the bright moon in the sky.
At this moment, he is no longer afraid of the moonlight.
Because the moonlight is cold, and his heart is also cold.
It's just that he misses his former self even more.
Because I am also cold, I am not afraid of this cold world.
Lin Bai watched this figure dancing, and different flavors emitted from the sword.
"This seems to be the life of a swordsman."
"When he was a young man, he was full of energy, extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and had ambitions to reach the end of the world. He vowed to cut off the wind that disappeared without a trace."
"When he was young, he saw that his parents were getting old and would eventually grow old. He watched his relatives leave his side one by one, just like flowers that withered after blooming."
"In middle age, he seemed to see that his life would eventually end. The snow falling from the sky seemed to be burying him. He swept it away with an angry sword, sweeping away all the snow in the world that wanted to bury him.
He wants to live"
"In his old age, he looked down on honor and disgrace and did not strive for fame and wealth, because he knew that the world was ruthless. No matter how magnificent or talented you were, if you could not live forever, time would eventually take away everything from you."
"He understood, but he also understood that it was too late. An old man in his twilight years, the hot blood in his body has already gone cold, what else can he do? He can only look at the cold moon with his cold heart."
"He misses his former self, the young man who vowed to cut off the wind. If he still has the passion from back then, he will definitely hold a sword and go up to the sky to find the way to immortality!"
Lin Bai opened his eyes, looked at the stone tablet, and said lightly: "I don't know if I have understood the meaning, but this is my understanding!"
Lin Bai stood up, cupped his fists and bowed respectfully, and said sternly: "Today I learned the four swords of my senior, the wind, flowers, snow and moon. I, the junior, should know that time is fleeting, and I will definitely not waste my time and work hard to strive for the pinnacle of martial arts and find the way to eternal life!"
Wow
After Lin Bai finished speaking, the words on the stone tablet suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.
As a result, the words disappeared and sixteen new words appeared on the stone tablet.
"If you are afraid, be brave and go for it!"
"Don't regret it when you are old!"
When Lin Bai saw these sixteen words, he almost lost his breath. He smiled in his heart and said: It seems that this senior is also a free and easy person.
"The younger generation must remember the motto of the elders!" Lin Bai said, clasping his fists.
Lin Bai realized the magical power, and the last bit of power on this sacred monument dissipated.
The sea breeze blew the stone tablet into the sea.
"It's a pity that I didn't know the name of this senior. If I knew, I would definitely visit his hometown." Lin Bai looked at the stone tablet weathering and dissipating in front of him, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
To be able to create such a magnificent four-move magical power, he must be a warrior with unparalleled talents in the way of swordsmanship.
Go ahead bravely, even if your talent is low and your martial spirit is low, you will still be able to shine the faintest light you have.
Go ahead bravely, even if you offend everyone in the world, I have a sword that can defeat everyone in the world.
Go ahead bravely and use the sword in your hand to make all enemies in front of you disappear into thin air.
Lin Bai understood the meaning of Fenghuaxueyue's four magical powers.
These four magical moves are extremely powerful. Except for the first move, the other three moves are full of the sword cultivator's regret. He hated himself for not working hard when he was young, and was afraid of the future, so that he was too late in his life.
, doing nothing, can only wait to die.
In his regret, he made another breakthrough in his swordsmanship and created the two swords of Zang Xue and Leng Yue.
Lin Bai walked back. It was an unexpected surprise for Lin Bai that he could acquire these four magical powers this time when he came overseas.
Just half an hour.
Lin Bai walked out from the depths of this peach forest.
Hua Qinghai, Hua Wanqing, Liu Beixing and Su Xianmei all looked at him eagerly.
"You came out so soon?" Liu Beixing looked at Lin Bai in surprise.
"Hey, do you need to say more? He must have been unable to pass the Nine Curves and Eight Immortals Formation and retreated when faced with difficulties." Hua Wanqing has strong confidence in this formation.
Some time ago, Hua Wanqing returned from studying martial arts at Canghai Yuntai Palace. He thought that his cultivation had reached the fifth level of Tianwu Realm and he was considered a master among the younger generation. He went to break into this formation, but ended up being trapped inside for three days and three nights.
, in the end it was Hua Qinghai who came to rescue him.
"How can he, a warrior at the second level of Tianwu Realm, be able to break the Nine-Bend and Eight Immortals Formation!"
Hua Wanqing said with a smile
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