This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

After directly "torturing" Wen Zhe with the sword intent, Yun Su said: "What is the sword intent, do you understand now?"

Wen Zhe didn't answer this question right away. He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then replied with some hesitation: "Is the sword intent... sharp?"

Yun Sulian stared at Wen Zhe, and there was no sign of disappointment in his tone, but what he said really made people feel reprimanded: "You can't answer this question yet. You don't know what sword intent is, and what is your sword intent?" do not know either."

This was said very bluntly and bluntly.Wen Zhe pursed his lips, but he knew very well in his heart that what the other party said was the truth—in front of Yun Sulian, who could brazenly claim that he understood sword intent and sword?

He respectfully said: "Please enlighten me, Lord Sword."

Yun Sulian stood with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression, and asked directly: "The sword is the two most commonly used weapons. What is the difference between the two, can you tell?"

knives and swords?In terms of the most essential difference, of course the shape is different, but if you are more demanding, in terms of craftsmanship, temperament, temperament, sword intent, and sword intent, Wen Zhe is really a big embarrassment.

He thought for a while, and simply said the simplest one, so as not to make people laugh: "A knife cuts on one side, and a sword cuts on three sides."

"It's still plausible." Yun Sulian glanced at him, and said directly: "A sword cuts on one side, so it can go forward; Holding a sword makes it easy to advance and retreat, so it is convenient to injure people."

Speaking of this, Yun Sulian suddenly raised her hand, and Minghong Qiushui, who was bent on her waist, was pulled out by her: "What is a sword? It hurts people!"

While speaking, Yun Sulian used the point of the sword to slash Wen Zhe's body, each sword just pierced Wen Zhe's clothes and touched his flesh.Wen Zhe didn't care too much, he kicked his feet and retreated hastily, but the tip of the sword seemed to completely ignore his retreat speed, and it still fell on him like a torrential rain.

When Wen Zhe's cold sweat rolled down his forehead, Yun Sulian stopped his hands, his expression remained unchanged, as if everything just now was easier than breathing.She tossed it casually, just in time to insert the long sword back into the scabbard around Wen Zhe's waist.

Yun Sulian didn't pay attention to Wen Zhe's horrified and embarrassed expression, she turned around and walked towards Shuangjiang Xiaozhu: "The sword is to hurt people, but the sword intent is to kill. When you hold the sword, the people in the world will only be divided into two groups." It can be hurt or not. Since Rong Xuehuai entrusted you to me, you can move here these days."

Wen Zhe stood where he was, his calf was still aching from the discomfort from the sudden exertion just now, he watched helplessly as Jianjun stepped into the small building made of ice and snow, and after a while, that lonely figure appeared On the top of the building, facing the direction of Lianhua Lake, there was no movement.

Yun Sulian went to admire the flowers.

Wen Zhe raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, and let out a long breath—it wasn't until then that he realized that he had been holding his breath just now.

——The sword is to hurt people, but the sword intent is to kill?

But Huajun didn't say that.On the first day of sword practice, Hua Jun told him: "The sword is a weapon that can easily hurt people and yourself, but in the final analysis, how much force you use when chopping and stabbing is all in the heart."

It's just that as far as Wen Zhe himself is concerned, it's really hard to imagine that when he holds the sword, people in the world are only divided into scenes that can be hurt but not hurt in his eyes.

Someone who can say that.Have you never experienced the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the weak with your heart, have you never felt the weight and meaning of the word life?

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During the lecture that afternoon, Yun Sulian asked Wen Zhe, "Are you ready to hurt others?"

"No." Wen Zhe bowed his head and said, "I'm just a little puzzled. There are some discrepancies between what Lord Jian taught and what Lord Hua said, Wen Zhe dared to ask for advice..."

"You don't need to ask for advice." Yun Sulian interrupted Wen Zhe's words unceremoniously: "Rong Xuehuai was wrong. He didn't even develop his sword intent, so you don't have to be misled by him."

Wen Zhe's eyebrows twitched.He is already a little used to Jianjun's unceremonious tone, but when this attitude is used on Hanyuhuajun, it is really hard for him to accept.

Yun Sulian didn't care about Wen Zhe's subtle psychology, she just gave a brief order: "For a while, you must have the courage to draw your sword to me."

As soon as the word "courage" was pronounced, the turbulent sword intent gushed out like a tide. The pressure was qualitative and invisible, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring. It immediately forced Wen Zhe two steps back.

Under such a strong and compelling killing intent, it seemed that raising or lowering his eyes was disrespectful to the person in front of him.In the midst of the opponent's aura of contempt, it was the first time that Wen Zhe felt so deeply what an ant is.

Every inch of his skin seemed to be covered by the icy chill, and each chill was like a sword's edge. They arrogantly and coldly pronounced a conclusion—killable!

Sword Lord's sword intent was not aimed at him specifically, but it was because of this that it was so terrifying.

Wen Zhe barely raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, but no matter what, he couldn't muster the strength to draw the sword out of its sheath.The usual easy and natural movements became extremely difficult at this moment, Wen Zhe gritted his teeth and tried his best to draw out half of Minghong Qiushui, but this effort was in vain under Jianjun's cold snort.

When Yun Sulian cast his eyes on Wen Zhe, he suddenly had the illusion of being lingering.At this moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of the so-called "Severing the Seven Emotions, Cutting All the Emptiness and Nirvana": at this moment, his own sense organs seemed to be stripped away bit by bit in the awe-inspiring sword intent.Once the six desires are eliminated, how come the seven emotions?

Suddenly, he heard Jianjun's indifferent voice again: "The same thing, just as cowardly as Rong Xuehuai."

The voice was distorted and prolonged by the sword intent, and even the tone changed from the original tone, but no matter how strange the sound quality became, it would not change the central meaning of the sentence.

What is she saying?Huajun is so cowardly!

If it's just because Hua Jun taught him...he and Hua Jun are heaven and earth, and their qualities are so different, how can Jian Jun judge Hua Jun's character from his performance?

Yun Sulian saw thoughtfully that under the urging of his words, the veins on Wen Zhe's forehead bulged, and he pulled out half of the sword suddenly.

He is often humble and respectful when it comes to himself, but he can't listen to others saying that he is important, isn't it?

This is very similar to Rong Xuehuai.

It took a lot of effort for Wen Zhe to just pull out half of the sword body.But at this moment, what he felt was not the soreness and pain of his muscles, but a thought deep in his heart.

——Have I made Hua Jun feel ashamed because of me?

——How can I let Mr. Hua be ashamed because of me!

Wen Zhe let out a yell, his cheeks flushed red, his eyes widened, and the long sword came out of its sheath!

After completing the task assigned by Yun Sulian, Wen Zhe didn't look relaxed.He stared at Yun Sulian closely, and even gave up his usual respect and respect, trying to spit out words even though he was panting continuously.

"Flower...Flower Lord...Hoo..."

"What?" Yun Sulian frowned, and relaxed a bit: "Speak."

"Mr. Hua...is not a coward." Wen Zhe's face hadn't faded from the redness caused by too much force, and he hadn't even caught his breath, so he insisted on correcting him: "I am a coward, but Mr. Hua is not!"

Yun Sulian suddenly laughed.

The smile was as clear and shallow as a pool of spring water that was blown wrinkled, and it was fleeting, only a faint smile line appeared on his face.However, it is rare and shocking: "You can't be considered a coward if you can draw the sword under my sword intent."

"But still weak!" The next moment, Yun Sulian frowned: "The purpose of drawing the sword is to face each other, where is the tip of your sword pointing?"

The tip of Wen Zhe's sword pointed to the ground after he drew it.

"I said before that a sword is for hurting people. If you can't even lift a sword, you don't have the guts to hurt people."

"I have!" Wen Zhe gritted his teeth: "But Jian Jun is Hua Jun's friend, I have always admired Jian Jun very much, for no reason, why did you raise the sword to Jian Jun?"

"Okay." Yun Sulian said flatly, "I'll give you a reason."

She raised her plain sleeves, and with a ferocious head, a monster with six eyes and three mouths appeared between the two of them out of thin air: "If you have the guts to hurt me, it will be embarrassing for you. Since you say you have the courage, then kill this one!" Beast."

Thanks to Mr. Hua's teaching, the monster recognized its type as soon as it landed on the ground: ground lizard, fierce and vicious, carnivorous, and bloody by nature, often tearing its prey into pieces during the predation process.

I don't know how long the monster on the other side was trapped by the Sword Lord, and it was already very hungry.Following the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, it didn't turn around to look at Yun Sulian, but blindly pounced desperately on Wen Zhe, whose sweat hadn't dried out and muscles were still trembling slightly.

Wen Zhe hastily raised his sword to meet the lizard's sharp claws.The ground lizard raised its upper body to take advantage of the gravity. This claw was condescending, which already occupied a convenient location. Wen Zhe was in a hurry to meet the enemy. The two strokes intersected, and Wen Zhe's long sword almost fell out of his hand.

After missing a hit, the ground lizard lay down on the ground again, covering its softest belly.Its skin color is dirty and filthy, and its mouth is full of stench, which is really disgusting.

Wen Zhe used the strength of the ground lizard's palm to fold and roll twice, opening the distance between them—but considering the huge body of the ground lizard, this distance was a drop in the bucket.

Wen Zhe frowned at the unpleasant smell of the ground-eating lizard faintly in front of him, and his thoughts changed, and he roughly thought out a feasible plan.

At this time, there is not much time for people to ponder and think carefully, so as long as there is the slightest possibility, always try to speak first.

Wen Zhe clenched the hilt of the sword tightly. He had already mastered the sword moves taught to him by Lord Hua. At this moment, Yun Su's sword intent had not dissipated, so he just borrowed it to imitate it.

Sword Lord has indeed found a good partner to guide the way of the sword.Treating a ferocious and violent creature like a land eater is often either frightening or disgusting.And this kind of disgust can really arouse an impulse to draw a sword.

Minghong Qiushui's sharp edge flashed, and Wen Zhe leaped up the next moment, the tip of the sword directly pressing the ground-eating lizard's eyes.The trick "Why don't men wear Wu hooks" makes Jian Guang look like a full moon, and the imitation of the Sword Lord's aura is even more ruthless and proud.As expected, the ground-eating lizard didn't dare to resist head-on, while raising its claws to slap repeatedly, while sweeping its tail to yank Wen Zhe's lower body.

Wen Zhe glanced away, stepped on the tip of the ground-eating lizard's tail for leverage, and flexibly changed the direction of the sword hilt in his hand. The sound of the piercing wind pierced deeply into the back of the lizard.

Blood splashed from the wound, and Wen Zhe also fell on the lizard's back.The stench was all the more pronounced because of this.After being injured, the ground-eating lizard seemed to go crazy, hit the ground, rolled over, and slammed violently, trying to roll Wen Zhe off of it.

Wen Zhe quickly drew out his long sword before the ground-eating lizard moved, turned over against its rolling force, and landed directly on the belly of the ground-eating lizard facing the sky.It was too late to say it, and the sword light flashed, and this battle with only five or six fingers had come to an end.

As the winner, Wen Zhe was spattered all over his head and face by thick blood. The smell mixed with the original stench of the lizard was not pleasant.Wen Zhe pursed his lips and held his breath. Although he felt a little excited about killing a monster for the first time, his thoughts were more stinky and terrible.