Chapter 45: One glance

Fan Xian stood under the big green tree, stroked his waist with one hand and patted the trunk with the other hand. He said with a forced heart and smiled in his eyes. The more shameless this look was, the more shameless it was. He seemed to have many small grids on his body, and each grid had a big word "sincere" written.

As the saying goes, the young man from Nan Qinglai spoke and acted in front of Sigu Jian, and even began to become humble.

The little emperor of Northern Qi, who had been listening to the conversation between the two silently, was digesting the shock in his heart, and intended to seize the opportunity, could no longer bear it when he looked at this scene, looked at Fan Xian and sighed and said, "How can people be so shameless."

Fan Xian looked back at her, laughed at herself and said, "You should know that I have learned Tianyi Dao, and you should also know that I will domineering skills. If I learn Sigu Sword again, although I have more skills, I always feel that I will become a monster, and maybe erase all possibilities in the future... The most important problem is that I never think there is love for no reason and hatred for no reason in the world."

He turned to Sigujian in the wheelchair and whispered: "You haven't given up your thoughts. Do you have to develop an opponent for my emperor before the old guys die?"

Sigu Jian said with a cold face, "Among you three, I was the least optimistic about you before, but I didn't expect that in the past two years, you have changed a lot and made a lot of progress, which is a bit beyond my expectations."

Fan Xian lowered his head and replied: "If you have experienced a lot of life and death, you will always feel something."

He knew that the three people Sigujian pointed to were himself, Haitang and Wang Shisanlang, three young people who were most likely to be close to the realm of a great master. After thinking about it, he continued: "Thirteen should have learned it, but he could not understand the true meaning of it, let alone me."

Sigu Jian didn't say anything. Instead, the little emperor of Northern Qi smiled slightly and said to Fan Xian: "If you really don't want to learn, why not give this opportunity to me."

"You?" Fan Xian laughed and said, "Your Majesty is really a very abnormal person."

The little emperor pursed his thin lips and smiled, "The Sword Saint just wants to cause more trouble for Emperor Qing after his death. You are always his illegitimate son, but I am afraid that he will not be able to make up this heart and pass it on to me. It seems to be more direct."

Hearing this, even Sigu Jian couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't expect that there are more and more interesting people in the world."

"Okay, no need to mention nothing." Fan Xian stood behind Sigu Jiandi very seriously, gently holding the back of the wheelchair with both hands, and said, "Since I want to learn, I have to hurry up. Do I have to go to bathe and fast for a few days?"

Sigu Jian's face was a little weird. He looked back at him and said, "Swords are used to kill people. Even if you wash them for a hundred days, your body will still be stained with blood in the end. Why should you wash them?"

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Since you want to teach me, you must look like a gentleman."

"You should have learned the sword technique from him." Sigu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Sword is a dead object. The one holding it is a hand. No matter which direction you stab it out, cut it down, and it will never exceed ten thousand kinds of changes... After all, the space is only so large."

Fan Xian listened silently and seriously, and the little emperor closed his eyes tightly, refusing to let go of every word of the Sigujian. Even if her realm was not enough to make her understand too much. But by force, there were still many genius masters in the Northern Qi court, such as Haitang, who was far away on the grassland at this time.

"How can a sword be stabbed out to kill people? This is a problem with swordsmanship, and the changes in swordsmanship are always exhausted. Over the past tens of millions of years, I don't know how many predecessors have worked hard in it. As the saying goes, there is nothing new under the sun, no matter how much changes, they have actually been inferred by people."

"So the sword technique has never been the most important part." The only remaining arm of Sigu Jian was placed calmly on the armrest of the wheelchair. Slowly stroked it, like stroking the hilt of an ancient sword. "When you feel a certain realm, you should understand that the sharp sword of killing requires you to consider, not how to kill people, but you... should kill people."

It seems to be a very mysterious sentence, but Fan Xian understood it. Wu Zhu once talked about Fan Xian about the so-called word "Solid Power" and it is actually the level of true qi cultivation in the human body, but the momentum contains too much, such as momentum and specific techniques. The sword technique will undoubtedly be summarized in the word "Solid Power", and what Sigu Jian said at this time has exceeded the scope of the word "Solid Power".

"It is the thought, it is the will. When your real power has reached its peak, what needs to be broken through is the thought and will."

Sigu Jian said coldly, then looked up at the big green tree above his head. In an instant, his eyes were filled with swords and stabbed straight into the sky. Countless birds and insects in the big green tree felt the murderous intent filled with the world, fled in dismay, making countless birds and insects, very shrill. The birds turned into countless black dots, flew out of the deep and wide green tree canopy, and went straight to the clouds under the sky, hoping to get farther away from this place, as better.

The sound of Sigujian was getting lower and lower.

"Man is not a god, but his body is a container, and there are limits after all. The cultivation of true qi and the increase of the realm will stop at a certain stage when a certain body and meridian cannot accommodate it."

"If you practice and improve again, you can only cut off your meridians and become a useless person. Of course, if you rise one foot above the sea, you have reached the ninth level. It is extremely difficult to improve yourself."

Sigujian's eyes were still quietly looking at the green tree crown. Fan Xian and the little emperor listened quietly. The atmosphere between the venue was a bit strange. The little emperor was not a martial arts master, so he couldn't understand it. However, Fan Xian immediately captured the true meaning of the earth in it - whether it was Lang Tao, Yun Zhilan, or himself, now he has entered the ninth level, but he can no longer improve his cultivation, because they have reached the limit of the human body. No matter how hard they practice, they can only keep themselves in this state.

"It is actually the water in the jar, and the momentum is the way to sprinkle water." Sigu Jianyouyou said: "A can of water can never nourish the fertile fields. This is the so-called limit. If you cannot break through the scope of momentum, you can only sprinkle water at a scoop. You can't change the energy of a small family. No matter how many techniques you learn, the sword technique, there are only so many roots. Of course you can't understand the feeling of the river breaking the dam."

"So the key is the true qi in the body." Fan Xian subconsciously replied, thinking of the unfathomable kingly true qi in His Majesty the Emperor's body as deep as the East China Sea.

"There are always balanced and mutual constraints between realms... Reality is certainly the most important thing, but if you cannot master a method to release the reality in your body, you will not be able to have reality that is beyond the ordinary."

"It's like a big river breaking a dam, if you can't control the flow of the river, this mysterious heaven will definitely not give you a big river." Sigu Jian smiled sarcastically and said, "Because God has the virtue of being a good person, he will not let a person die at will."

"This statement is too idealistic, and I suddenly realized that although you have cultivated the most powerful people in the world, when it comes to teaching students, it is actually similar to Uncle Wu Zhu." Fan Xian sighed, thinking that what Si Gu Jian said made sense, but it was just nonsense. There is no method to control the true qi in the body. Of course, the self-limiting in the human body will not allow the true qi to expand unlimitedly, but if the true qi cannot be improved upward. It is impossible to master that mysterious method.

It's really nonsense, and it's a logically unreasonable proposition.

"Because the true qi in the body is no longer able to bear the level of the human body and has been separated from the scope of the human world, accordingly, the method of controlling this true qi should not be something that humans have." Sigu Jian took his eyes from the top of his head, looked at Fan Xian and said coldly: "This is a very natural truth."

"How to solve this problem?"

"So you have to find a method that does not belong to the world." I wonder if it was because Sigu Jian took his eyes back. The wind on the big green tree also stopped, and the leaves swayed gently. The young birds and insects who did not have time to escape from the big tree fell into silence, with the joy of escaping from death.

"It is also the thoughts and wills I mentioned before."

Sigujian looked at Fan Xian's eyes, not knowing how much this young man could understand or how much he could understand, and said slowly: "The extraordinary strength must be in otherworldly ways to appear in this world. You must forget everything you have learned, small means, big chopping coffin. Sigujian, domineering method, Tianyidao method... You must forget all these methods that can capture traces."

"Whenever there are traces, there must be a reason to follow, but the real power of the Grand Master's realm is really unreasonable." Sigu Jian's pupils gradually shrank, looking at Fan Xian and said sternly: "You must forget that you are alone! You must forget that you have hands and feet, you must forget that the hair and the soreness in your bones. Don't try to soothe the true energy in your body in any way that the body can control."

"Only thoughts and will can we abandon the limitations of the body." The voice of the Sigujian gradually lowered, but it seemed as if countless bells rang through Fan Xian's heart, "Take off your clothes."

After taking off his clothes, Fan Xian's heart felt like he was struck by lightning. Sweat suddenly oozed out of his body, wetting all his clothes on his body. He was very familiar with this sentence, because this is a passage from the Five Classics "Ququoises". When Master Kuhe's master, Master Genchen, realized the truth, he shouted: Human body is sweat shirt. Only when he took off can he be the great way!

On the cliff in Danzhou, when the practice of Domineering Arts reached the most critical moment, Uncle Wu Zhu hit his mind with a stick and also said this.

Unexpectedly, today, I heard this sentence in the mouth of Sigujian again. There seemed to be a will in heaven, and it was also proving to Fan Xian that the deep meaning of this sentence seemed to show him a mysterious, unpredictable, and extremely charming new realm.

After saying this, the great master Sigujian never spoke again and sat under the big green tree calmly and silently.

Fan Xian was covered in cold sweat. He knew that he had understood something, but in fact he didn't understand anything. He knew that what Sigu Jian said was true and right, but this method was too vague and there was no trace at all. The most important thing is that such idealistic statements are completely different from the domineering skills he practiced since childhood. No one thought it was a bridge. Can it affect this real world by just the heart?

Where does a person exist in the world and different from all things? It is in the word "mind" and "mind". People are the spirit of all things, they can speak and think, they can watch the blooming of flowers, they can see the falling of flowers, and they can see the full moon and the waning of the moon, but they can give birth to the eternal vicissitudes of the world, the rise and fall of tides, and the impermanence of life.

The old people who were hunched in the loess also knew the pleasure of shadow puppets. They lived with Pan Langxiao for a long time... Even the pleasure of instinct can also affect people's minds through ways that are separated from instinct or material. The powerful minister who is unparalleled in evil can also sit still for half a day and write a central hall. After a long time of pride, he will cry and cry.

No creature is more complex than humans. Only humans can have such rich emotions and unforgettable intentions. Heaven and earth are indifferent, and people are alive and die, but only humans can reflect the heaven and earth, and their minds are faintly connected to it.

Fan Xian's sweat gradually dried up. He knew what kind of realm was so heartbreaking, but he knew even more that this realm could not be achieved by trying to achieve it. He asked in a hoarse voice: "The real Sigu Sword can be used without a sword... How do you teach me?"

"If the Dharma is not passed on to Er'er, it is not unwilling to pass on it, but it is not unwilling to pass on it." Sigu Jian broke the silence and said coldly: "You are wandering around Dongyi City with me today. I can only let you see it. As for how much you can understand, it depends entirely on your luck."

Fan Xian bowed sincerely and said, "I would like to lead the way for you."

The little emperor closed his eyes beside the two, his eyelids trembled rapidly. It seemed that he was trying to write down all the conversation between the two old and young people today without saying a word.

Sigu Jian ignored what the two young people were thinking and signaled Fan Xian to push his wheelchair, leave the big green tree, and head towards the prosperous Dongyi City.

I don’t know when it started, or maybe the moment when Sigujian looked up at the sky, the pedestrians and passengers under the big green tree had already dispersed to the surroundings in fear. At this time, the tree was silent, with only a faint shadow covering the land under the tree.
Chapter completed!