Chapter 123
This is a sword versus sword battle.
It is also a battle of beliefs.
Mo Rang holds a knife in his hand. Whether it is a straight line or a stabbing, he can be flexible and extremely fast. The pace and the knife are coordinated with each other. Although it looks ordinary, it is not dripping, and there is a domineering and desolate look in his actions.
With a sword in Lu Zhao's hand, the snow-bright sword light filled the sky in an instant, his heart tightened, and his back shuddered, only feeling that the opponent's attack was as powerful as a bull, making it difficult to resist.
This should not be the strength of a samurai.
Don't let him see that he has been in a defensive posture, restraining his strength. A long knife just followed the rules to fight hundreds of times. After finding out the problem of the opponent, he stopped, like a wild goose spreading its wings and retreating, and opened a certain distance from the opponent. , the long knife is always horizontal in front of him.
He looked at the panting Lu Zhaodao: "What is a sword? Why use a sword?"
In the first conversation, Lu Zhao didn't think about the question Mo Rang asked, and replied decisively: "Killing swords, swords are for killing people."
"Weapons are meant to hurt people." Mo Rang said coldly: "Since it is said to be a murder sword, should it be a killing or a random killing?"
Those who should be killed are corrupt officials, bandits and thugs.
Random killing.Killing is purely intentional and has no basis.
Mo Rang asked such a question because of his own considerations. Although he did not learn swords, but after all, he has learned a lot of theoretical knowledge in his previous life, so it is still okay to talk about it.
In the deep courtyard, the bamboo forest sounds.
In front of the fan-shaped door stood two knights with weapons in their hands.
The breath is tense and oppressive.
The fight between the two of them just now has already attracted quite a few knight-errants. Pulling on their shoes, they surrounded the courtyard sleepily. Seeing that the two had stopped fighting and instead stood and discussed, they couldn't help but listened curiously, and murmured in their hearts. How to answer the question.
Naturally, it is right to kill, the knights of the rivers and lakes can sit upright, and only evil ways can kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Lu Zhao thought about it, and vaguely remembered everything about Meteorite Villa. The tall figure stood in front of him, telling himself that he had no love at all...
"Sword, kill the person who deserves to be killed!"
"Why the one who should be killed?"
Lu Chao pondered, but the voice in his head became louder and louder.
The tall figure stood in front of him and said: "You must cut off your emotions and desires, and kill all the people in front of you who hinder your way of swordsmanship, so that... you can become the best!"
He looked at Mo Rang, his eyes became colder, and he said honestly: "Those who block my way are the ones who should be killed."
The onlookers were in an uproar, but his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were as deep as ice springs.
Mo Rang smiled, "Then, is this your own way of swordsmanship?"
this is not.
Lu Zhao said in his heart.
This is his master's way of swordsmanship, but not his way of swordsmanship.
But the long-term spiritual indoctrination has made him accept this kind of swordsmanship. Although he feels that it is wrong in his heart, he still subconsciously follows it.
"Is your swordsmanship your own?"
Mo Rang asked again. It is true that his current Tao came from others, but he had realized this Tao through personal experience, and his feelings were deeper.
Unlike him, the young man in front of him didn't recognize this kind of kendo, but just followed everything subconsciously. How could such a kendo condense into a sword intent?
"No." Lu Zhao frowned.
Mo Rang saw him looking like he had some enlightenment and asked directly, "Do you know what it means to be better without a sword than with a sword?"
Is no sword better than a sword? !
It was also the first time people around heard this statement.
"When two warriors fight, the one with the sword is naturally more advantageous than the one with bare hands. Where does the saying that no sword is better than one with a sword come from?"
"I think he's just playing tricks!"
"No, I always feel that there is a hidden truth in it. If we understand it, we will be one step closer to that unreachable existence."
……
Lu Zhao shook his head.
Mo Rang explained: "Human beings are complex existences. Where do you want to kill and kill indiscriminately? To kill or not to kill is just a thought in the warrior's mind. Warriors go against the sky, but they are not immortals and gods. They can't tell the difference. Open, since this is the case, then you must follow your way of the sword, the so-called way of the sword is better than the way of humanity."
"No sword is better than having a sword. It means that you have a sword in your heart. The way of the sword is above the way of humanity, and if you follow the way of heaven, you will have a firm heart. If you don't have confusion in your heart, you will have nothing to fear!"
These words were deafening and enlightening.
Killing itself is killing. Where is the difference between deserved killing and indiscriminate killing?
Humans are not gods, so how can every decision be correct?
When they mastered the power of killing, they had already set their fate.
Because of joy, because of anger, under a single thought, it is impossible to tell whether the knight himself is an entertainer or a harmer.
If you have doubts in your heart, follow the way of heaven and the way of the sword.
Lu Zhao's vision gradually blurred, and he only felt a gust of hot air coming from his dantian. This hot air made his lower abdomen feel like boiling hot soup. There was a crisp sound.
In my mind, the tall figure of Master gradually faded away.And in front of him was a great sword that stood upright.
The big sword is ancient and simple, and there is no haze in the breath, just looking at it makes people feel a warmth in their hearts.
Although a long sword that kills one person in ten steps and never stays a thousand miles is also used for killing people, it makes him feel that the existence of this kind of swordsmanship is correct.
Not only him, but the knights around him all showed thoughtful expressions.
Mo Rang stood opposite Lu Zhao, feeling a chill in his heart.Looking at Lu Zhao's sober but unusually cold eyes, I always feel that I have taught a great monster
"Let's compete again!"
Lu Zhao looked at Mo Rangdao. At this time, his whole temperament has changed. He still has a somewhat simple and honest appearance, but his whole person reveals a kind of coldness, as if he has penetrated the true meaning of the ruthless sword.
Mo Rang nodded, he also wanted to see how far Lu Zhao had reached his comprehension.
Most of the warriors around listened in a cloud of mist, their faces were full of doubts, and a few looked pensive and thoughtful. Seeing that the two were about to explode at this moment, they couldn't help but put all their energy on this competition.
"clang--!!"
This was a deadly move. Lu Zhao swept away the rigid swordsmanship just now, and the stunning level of this sword can be called a flying fairy from outside the sky.Lu Zhao's eyes were full of murderous intent, but there was no trace of murderous intent in his sword moves.It's like going back to the basics, from the avenue to simplicity.Between each sword move, there is a rudimentary form of rules.
"What did the heroine say just now? I can't understand why, but looking at the current moves of this purple-clothed man, I must have learned something from it."
"If I don't feel wrong, it's Tao, it's Yijing, the woman who makes the other party realize it just in a few words, it's really wonderful!"
"I'm afraid it's Wu Zong who hides his cultivation, but I don't remember there is such a young Wu Zong."
In the court, without any disturbance, the two fought hundreds of moves.
Mo Rang nodded secretly in his heart, no matter what kind of kendo this person has comprehended today, it is undeniable that his current strength is indeed stronger than before!
Fighting and killing so many chapters, let's briefly solve the psychological problems of the male lead and supporting role.
(End of this chapter)
This is a sword versus sword battle.
It is also a battle of beliefs.
Mo Rang holds a knife in his hand. Whether it is a straight line or a stabbing, he can be flexible and extremely fast. The pace and the knife are coordinated with each other. Although it looks ordinary, it is not dripping, and there is a domineering and desolate look in his actions.
With a sword in Lu Zhao's hand, the snow-bright sword light filled the sky in an instant, his heart tightened, and his back shuddered, only feeling that the opponent's attack was as powerful as a bull, making it difficult to resist.
This should not be the strength of a samurai.
Don't let him see that he has been in a defensive posture, restraining his strength. A long knife just followed the rules to fight hundreds of times. After finding out the problem of the opponent, he stopped, like a wild goose spreading its wings and retreating, and opened a certain distance from the opponent. , the long knife is always horizontal in front of him.
He looked at the panting Lu Zhaodao: "What is a sword? Why use a sword?"
In the first conversation, Lu Zhao didn't think about the question Mo Rang asked, and replied decisively: "Killing swords, swords are for killing people."
"Weapons are meant to hurt people." Mo Rang said coldly: "Since it is said to be a murder sword, should it be a killing or a random killing?"
Those who should be killed are corrupt officials, bandits and thugs.
Random killing.Killing is purely intentional and has no basis.
Mo Rang asked such a question because of his own considerations. Although he did not learn swords, but after all, he has learned a lot of theoretical knowledge in his previous life, so it is still okay to talk about it.
In the deep courtyard, the bamboo forest sounds.
In front of the fan-shaped door stood two knights with weapons in their hands.
The breath is tense and oppressive.
The fight between the two of them just now has already attracted quite a few knight-errants. Pulling on their shoes, they surrounded the courtyard sleepily. Seeing that the two had stopped fighting and instead stood and discussed, they couldn't help but listened curiously, and murmured in their hearts. How to answer the question.
Naturally, it is right to kill, the knights of the rivers and lakes can sit upright, and only evil ways can kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Lu Zhao thought about it, and vaguely remembered everything about Meteorite Villa. The tall figure stood in front of him, telling himself that he had no love at all...
"Sword, kill the person who deserves to be killed!"
"Why the one who should be killed?"
Lu Chao pondered, but the voice in his head became louder and louder.
The tall figure stood in front of him and said: "You must cut off your emotions and desires, and kill all the people in front of you who hinder your way of swordsmanship, so that... you can become the best!"
He looked at Mo Rang, his eyes became colder, and he said honestly: "Those who block my way are the ones who should be killed."
The onlookers were in an uproar, but his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were as deep as ice springs.
Mo Rang smiled, "Then, is this your own way of swordsmanship?"
this is not.
Lu Zhao said in his heart.
This is his master's way of swordsmanship, but not his way of swordsmanship.
But the long-term spiritual indoctrination has made him accept this kind of swordsmanship. Although he feels that it is wrong in his heart, he still subconsciously follows it.
"Is your swordsmanship your own?"
Mo Rang asked again. It is true that his current Tao came from others, but he had realized this Tao through personal experience, and his feelings were deeper.
Unlike him, the young man in front of him didn't recognize this kind of kendo, but just followed everything subconsciously. How could such a kendo condense into a sword intent?
"No." Lu Zhao frowned.
Mo Rang saw him looking like he had some enlightenment and asked directly, "Do you know what it means to be better without a sword than with a sword?"
Is no sword better than a sword? !
It was also the first time people around heard this statement.
"When two warriors fight, the one with the sword is naturally more advantageous than the one with bare hands. Where does the saying that no sword is better than one with a sword come from?"
"I think he's just playing tricks!"
"No, I always feel that there is a hidden truth in it. If we understand it, we will be one step closer to that unreachable existence."
……
Lu Zhao shook his head.
Mo Rang explained: "Human beings are complex existences. Where do you want to kill and kill indiscriminately? To kill or not to kill is just a thought in the warrior's mind. Warriors go against the sky, but they are not immortals and gods. They can't tell the difference. Open, since this is the case, then you must follow your way of the sword, the so-called way of the sword is better than the way of humanity."
"No sword is better than having a sword. It means that you have a sword in your heart. The way of the sword is above the way of humanity, and if you follow the way of heaven, you will have a firm heart. If you don't have confusion in your heart, you will have nothing to fear!"
These words were deafening and enlightening.
Killing itself is killing. Where is the difference between deserved killing and indiscriminate killing?
Humans are not gods, so how can every decision be correct?
When they mastered the power of killing, they had already set their fate.
Because of joy, because of anger, under a single thought, it is impossible to tell whether the knight himself is an entertainer or a harmer.
If you have doubts in your heart, follow the way of heaven and the way of the sword.
Lu Zhao's vision gradually blurred, and he only felt a gust of hot air coming from his dantian. This hot air made his lower abdomen feel like boiling hot soup. There was a crisp sound.
In my mind, the tall figure of Master gradually faded away.And in front of him was a great sword that stood upright.
The big sword is ancient and simple, and there is no haze in the breath, just looking at it makes people feel a warmth in their hearts.
Although a long sword that kills one person in ten steps and never stays a thousand miles is also used for killing people, it makes him feel that the existence of this kind of swordsmanship is correct.
Not only him, but the knights around him all showed thoughtful expressions.
Mo Rang stood opposite Lu Zhao, feeling a chill in his heart.Looking at Lu Zhao's sober but unusually cold eyes, I always feel that I have taught a great monster
"Let's compete again!"
Lu Zhao looked at Mo Rangdao. At this time, his whole temperament has changed. He still has a somewhat simple and honest appearance, but his whole person reveals a kind of coldness, as if he has penetrated the true meaning of the ruthless sword.
Mo Rang nodded, he also wanted to see how far Lu Zhao had reached his comprehension.
Most of the warriors around listened in a cloud of mist, their faces were full of doubts, and a few looked pensive and thoughtful. Seeing that the two were about to explode at this moment, they couldn't help but put all their energy on this competition.
"clang--!!"
This was a deadly move. Lu Zhao swept away the rigid swordsmanship just now, and the stunning level of this sword can be called a flying fairy from outside the sky.Lu Zhao's eyes were full of murderous intent, but there was no trace of murderous intent in his sword moves.It's like going back to the basics, from the avenue to simplicity.Between each sword move, there is a rudimentary form of rules.
"What did the heroine say just now? I can't understand why, but looking at the current moves of this purple-clothed man, I must have learned something from it."
"If I don't feel wrong, it's Tao, it's Yijing, the woman who makes the other party realize it just in a few words, it's really wonderful!"
"I'm afraid it's Wu Zong who hides his cultivation, but I don't remember there is such a young Wu Zong."
In the court, without any disturbance, the two fought hundreds of moves.
Mo Rang nodded secretly in his heart, no matter what kind of kendo this person has comprehended today, it is undeniable that his current strength is indeed stronger than before!
Fighting and killing so many chapters, let's briefly solve the psychological problems of the male lead and supporting role.
(End of this chapter)
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