This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

In the afternoon of the next day, Wen Zhe saw Yun Sulian again.

Yun Sulian's attitude can be said to be straight to the point, straight to the point: "If you figure it out, just say it."

"Yes. Sword Lord, I still don't quite agree with your concept of 'take up the sword, and people in the world are divided into two types: those who can be hurt and those who can't'. Although I killed the ground-eating lizard yesterday, it was only Because it is vicious and vicious, and it wants my life. If it is a herbivore monster that is still breastfeeding, it has no hostility towards me, and I can't think of any reason to draw a sword to face it."

Wen Zheban lowered his head, his hands behind his back were tensely clenched into fists, his fingertips turned white from his pinching, but he still tried his best to maintain his calm tone: "After thinking about it, I feel that I am still as dull as before. You said that the sword is sharp on three sides, so it is convenient to hurt people, but this is only the original intention of the sword, but not necessarily the original intention of the swordsman."

Speaking of this, Wen Zhe took a deep breath: "You are in a high position, you have a broad vision, and you may only be able to judge people. But Wen Zhe is just an ordinary mixed race, knowing the helplessness of some weak people, he really can't help it." Comprehend the killing intent like a sword king."

"Mr. Hua once said to me that if a book makes people feel inconsistent at the very beginning, then there is no need to be obsessed with its ending. Wen Zhe is ignorant and stubborn, and has never been able to understand the sword heart that Mr. Jian said, so he is bold Apologize to Mr. Hua: I'm afraid I will let down Mr. Jian's good intentions."

These words made Wen Zhe toss and turn last night, he pondered for a long time, and finally said it now.After the last word was pronounced, Wen Zhe himself slowly closed his eyes, and let go of his tightly clenched fists.

Finally finished.He thought, all he had to do next was to wait for Sword Lord's reaction to this "offence".

If it was placed three months ago, even if Wen Zhe was killed, he wouldn't have the guts to say "no" in front of Sword Lord Hanmei.But today is different from the past. In the previous study and thinking with Hua Jun, he has questioned and questioned some puzzling problems more than once, and more than once raised questions about the incomprehensibility and rigidity of a certain rule. refute.

But now, facing Jian Jun who is as famous as Hua Jun, with the background of those experiences when he was with Hua Jun, it seems that the meaning of raising my own questions and euphemistically expressing the meaning of "different ways do not conspire with each other" seems not so difficulty.

It seems too ignorant to refuse or even question Jianjun's teachings, but from Wen Zhe's point of view, it is really hard for him to imagine that one day he will look at the world with indifferent eyes, and even when he sees Huajun The first thought that popped up was "this person can be killed" or "this person cannot be killed".

Wen Zhe felt extra ridiculous and unacceptable even if such an idea just popped up.But Jianjun's own path is more firm and unshakable.If he had to forcibly walk on the way of the sword defined by the sword master, he probably wouldn't become a swordsman, but would only become a contradictory and painful four-face.

Hua Jun told him that if you notice your mistakes, you should try your best to correct them.

He has now come to correct that mistake.

Wen Zhe had already imagined all the sword master's reactions to this before: anger, disdain, sneer... The most likely one is to say "I see, let's go." Then turn around and leave, not to waste any more time on Wen Zhe own experience...

But what happened now was not what he expected.

Yun Sulian took off the sword that he had been carrying on his back all the time, and praised: "It's still malleable."

"!" This was really unexpected.Wen Zhe raised his head in surprise, and met Shangyun Sulian's scrutinizing eyes. For the next moment, he kept wondering if the other party's eyes really contained some satisfaction?

With a swish, Yun Sulian drew his sword out of its sheath, and this long sword, which Wen Zhe felt frighteningly cold from the beginning, finally showed its true face.However, it wasn't as sharp as Wen Zhe thought it was, and it wasn't even a sword.

If there is an exact definition, it is a long, sharp-pointed icicle with a sword hilt frozen at one end.

Wen Zhe looked at this section of ice in disbelief, but still couldn't find anything unusual about it.

"Why can sword cultivators be counted as one in the world? Because they sharpen and smelt themselves, and polish themselves into swords that are sharp on all sides."

"Why is there no sword cultivator in the world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me? Because it is the swords of the four seas that resemble me, and it is not me who practice with the sword of Kyushu!"

All along, Yun Sulian's image in Wen Zhe's eyes was cold and sharp.

But now, Wen Zhe saw the pride and arrogance of the number one swordsman in Liuhe.

"How many sword cultivators have been imprisoned by their own swords? They only know how to make themselves more ruthless and more like swords. That is a fool's act. It is never the sword that uses people, but people use swords."

Yun Sulian lifted the icicle that froze the hilt of the sword, and thrust it lightly into the ground, Wen Zhe felt a distinct shaking sensation under his feet.He looked down, and saw countless cracks extending more than tens of meters from the place where the sword was inserted.

"I hold an icicle, and the icicle is a sword! I pick up a piece of rotten wood, and the rotten wood is a sword! Even if I pick up Rong Xuehuai, then Rong Xuehuai is my sword!"

Wen Zhe: "..." Wait, it always feels like something is wrong...

"What you are going now is actually the way of swords that I have been curious about for a long time, and Rong Xuehuai died halfway." Yun Sulian looked down at Wen Zhe: "Rong Xuehuai has a good eye for you."

"I have been deliberately denying Rong Xuehuai's actions before, but you can still stick to the persistence you learned from him. Your courage is commendable."

Yun Sulian looked at Wen Zhe and smiled: "Go ahead. I don't agree with the way of swordsmanship. I have nothing to teach you. I hope you can go on this road and become a different kind of swordsman."

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"You just told Han Mei simply like this?" Rong Xuehuai looked at Wen Zhe for a moment after hearing the whole thing: "She was right, Wen Zhe, you are very courageous."

It didn't seem to be a big deal when Jun Jian said it, but when Hua Jun said it, Wen Zhe felt a little embarrassed: "In fact, I can't be considered courageous. I'm sure Jian Jun won't care about me, let alone, What's more, you have face, and you said that she is very magnanimous, no matter how you look at it, she is not likely to get angry because of a few words of mine."

"Then these lotus flowers were also given to you after she praised you, smiled at you, and encouraged you? Why do you feel that this kind of thing is not like Han Mei can do..."

"Jun Jian didn't give me the flowers." Wen Zhe hurriedly said to stop Hua Jun's misunderstanding: "I picked the lotus flowers myself. You taught me how to arrange and repair flowers before. I want to send you a bouquet of flowers to make you happy."

Rong Xuehuai couldn't help laughing, he stretched out his hand to support his forehead: "Actually... Well, I am very happy, thank you for sending me flowers."

The "actually" that blurted out was too eye-catching, Wen Zhe said carefully: "Mr. Hua, you have the name 'Han', do you have any taboos in this regard? Did I send the wrong flowers?"

"That's not true." Rong Xuehuai fiddled with the petals of the lotus flower: "It's just that in my hometown, when boys are courting girls, they often do this kind of behavior of 'sending flowers to make people smile'. I just thought of this , found it very interesting."

Hearing what Rong Xuehuai said, Wen Zhe didn't know where his thoughts turned, and the roots of his ears turned red.

He thought for a while and said softly: "Mr. Hua, if it's not just boys chasing girls, but boys chasing partners, can't we also 'send flowers to make people smile'?"

Rong Xuehuai did not expect Wen Zhe to say such a thing.He set his gaze on Wen Zhe's face, and Wen Zhe felt his face burn even more.

Thinking about it now, those words seemed a bit too thoughtless, but at that time, he only had the word "pursuit" in his heart, so he said it subconsciously.

Rong Xuehuai didn't stare at Wen Zhe any longer to make him feel embarrassed, he just changed the topic with another sentence that Wen Zhe didn't quite understand: "Ah, if you want to 'bo people smile', it's more convenient to ask Sasuke .”

Wen Zhe: "..."

Rong Xuehuai herself smiled: "I really like the flowers you sent, and I'm also very happy with the progress you've made now. Wen Zhe, do you want me to reward you with anything?"

"You didn't make me lack anything." Wen Zhe thought for a while and said, "There doesn't seem to be anything I want now."

"Think about it again?" Rong Xuehuai guided, "Spiritual stone? Magical artifact? Or how about I make you another dinner to celebrate?"

The dinner that Mr. Hua gave him when he came here on the first day came to his mind, Wen Zhe swallowed his saliva, and firmly rejected the temptation of this proposal: "If you have to say something, I think someone Can you fight with me, can you?"

"Okay." Rong Xuehuai agreed: "How about Jiang Yue? He has been promoted to the deputy head of the Red Lotus Guard these days, and he wants to come to me to report from time to time. I think the last time you talked to him was speculative." ? If you want him to come and challenge you, he should be able to get along with you."

Wen Zhe had no ill feeling towards Ping Jiangyue, so naturally he had no reason not to agree.

"I didn't expect you to be so keen on cultivation." Rong Xuehuai said with a smile: "But this is a business, and I should agree to your reasonable request. It cannot be regarded as a reward from me. Think again, what else is there?" Want me to give you?"

Wen Zhe blinked, and his face turned red again.

He lowered his head, and the round human ears gradually disappeared, while two white, furry fox pointed ears stood up on top of his head.

"Touch my head, Mr. Hua, touch my ears."

I don't know if it was Rong Xuehuai's illusion, but the tips of those two soft fox ears were hot and a little red.