The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

"Brother, you learned the sword at first, in order to live up to the expectations of the sword sage; later you practiced the sword, so as not to fall into the prestige of the world. These are all other people's swords, what about your own swords?"

Yin Biyue asked.

Jun Yu said, "I don't know."

In the eleventh year when Wei Jingfeng left, Jun Yu's practice entered a bottleneck period.

It is no surprise that in the long years of seeking for the Daoist, if you want to cross the threshold of the sage's realm, you will not be able to advance for 100 years.But if this thing happened to Jun Yu, it was very strange.

He knew in his heart that this day would come.

At dusk that day, Master was here to watch him practice sword.

"There is nothing to teach you about this set of sword tips. But this is the old man's sword, and you should have your own sword."

Otherwise, if you ask for a lifetime, you will only be a craftsman, and you will not become a master.Jun Yu understands.

He thought about it for a long time and asked his own sword to ask his heart.What is his original intention and why do he practice monasticism?

******

When Jun Yu came to Cangya, Huafeng was not there yet.

The whole world knows that Jianshengwei Jingfeng brought people back from the gate of the academy, instead of sweeping the boys, but the first apprentice who inherited the mantle.

Since then, it has opened a peak on the Cangya Mountain, named'Xihua'.

The visitor to the door, like the carp crossing the river, was all blocked from the prohibition under the peak.Even the elder Bao Puzong kissed his nose and touched his nose.

The rumors spread outside said that the Juggernaut was calculated to be a genius child who had a causal relationship with himself.Before accepting the students at the school, the people were taken into their families.Hundreds of years later, Cangya Mountain will have another saint.

In fact, Wei Jingfeng drank a little wine in the "Lou Wai Lou" that night, arguing with Mr. Zhang Yuan on the table while drinking.

After closing the restaurant, passing the entrance of the school, I saw a little thing squatting in the corner under the wall.I thought it was a kitten.

As we approached, we were blurted by the alert eyes, somehow.

At first he just wanted to... make a conversation.

But he always conforms to his mind when he does things.

What about the first disciple, the eyes were closed.

At that time, Jun Yu was still young and only knew that there was no free food in the world.

After eating Wei Jingfeng's meal, he had to be Wei Jingfeng's apprentice.

He asked Wei Jingfeng, "What should the apprentice do?"

The man obviously didn't understand what he meant, and looked up proudly, "The old man's apprentice, do whatever he wants, who can stop you?!"

Jun Yu began to practice the sword. The apprentice wanted to inherit the master's mantle and carry forward it. This is always true.

So he wields his sword 63,000 times a day.

The world always thinks that the apprentices of sword saints are naturally panacea and endless stones; the saints are on the side, and they are eager to give directions.

In fact, Wei Jingfeng had only given him two swords, one was the iron sword with two or two silver pieces in the old Lijia iron shop under the mountain, and the other was the famous Chunchun laugh.

Wei Jingfeng is not not teaching him, but... no.Juggernaut is the first swordsman genius since thousands of years, but his practice is almost intuition and instinct. Speaking of teaching by example, I am afraid that it is not as good as the teacher of the private school in Xiliang Town.

More often, they are learning to talk together.

How to communicate with each other to understand the meaning of each other without misunderstanding.

Jun Yu entered the God Realm when he was young, except for Wei Jingfeng, there was no ancient man before.

But no one can think of it. Two geniuses who didn't come out of the world took 20 years, from talking to each other, they made progress together until the words reached meaning.

It is really a blessing in the realm, and it is gratifying.

Wei Jingfeng was very open-hearted and went down the mountain to swim.

Later Xi Huafeng had Liu Lishuang, Yan Xing, Yin Biyue, Duan Chongxuan.These people come from different places and have very different temperaments and past.

Jun Yu became a great brother.

He wanted to instruct the younger brothers and sisters to practice, after all, this is what a brother should do.But he does not teach.

Therefore, the method he used is-

Fight one.

"Knowing that I can't beat it, I'm going to do it daringly."

The tradition of Xi Huafeng disciples' self-study and beatings continues.

Yan Xing adapts the fastest. "If you have any depression, just go fight with the master."

Later, even Duan Chongxuan wanted to open, "It's better to be beaten by brothers on the mountain than to be beaten by others."

Do righteousness for disciples and responsibilities for fellows.

Jun Yu, as the sword saint first apprentice, is generally flawless except for some short-term protection.

But he was still confused.

To be a teacher, a friend, a sect, what about yourself?Why do you hold a sword?

Taoism and law are universal and respected by the world. This is excellent.

But it was not what he wanted.

****

The battle of life and death with Yu Shi is the most difficult and tragic battle that Jun Yu has experienced.

At that time, Cangya was in danger, but he could not retreat because of serious injuries.

No matter how powerful the fighting power and the insights of breakthroughs can't make up the gap between the realms, when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, there is a very powerful breath that overflows from the sword.

Straight up to the sky, all the law of heaven and earth.

'Chunshanxiao' Guanghua masterpiece is as bright as the sun.

It was a sword intention left by Wei Jingfeng, which was melted into the rune when the sword was cast.A rune-eye method was set on the rune.

No one thought of the mystery of Chunchunxiao. It seems that people who are free and easy like Juggernaut by default will not have such meticulous thoughts.

Even Junyu didn't expect it.

I'm afraid that Wei Jingfeng couldn't tell himself. How could he think about it at that time? After all, he was most afraid of trouble.

Before going to Meteor Abyss, Jun Yu asked him, "When will I be back?"

He waved his hand thoughtfully, "I don't know." He turned around and added, "Don't wait."

After thinking about it, I was still uneasy. When I went to the university, I left a note and wrote "Don't Come".

He thought this was the most troublesome thing he had done in his life.

Fortunately, Jun Yu will never disobey him.

Now he glanced at the giant sword that pierced his waist and abruptly thought, he couldn't go back.

At this time, if someone can look down from the midair, these scenes are really terrifying, with Wei Jingfeng as the center, two hundred miles, densely inserted with all kinds of swords, varying in length and shortcomings.He also had many swords in his body, and the hot blood was still pouring out from the dark and frozen blood coat.

People always die, and saints are no exception.

Refining the majestic true elements will be exhausted, the hot blood will be drained, and the powerful soul will be destroyed by time or fate.

The sword saint died in the sword mound, but also the place where he died.

He didn't feel pain anymore. He just felt his head dizzy, as if he was drunk last night and went out early in the morning to blow a cool breeze.The body is getting lighter and lighter.He thought that there were numerous deaths in his life, this time the most recent.

Because he is really dying.

For many years, Fengshuang sword and indulge in singing, flashed in front of eyes.

He doesn't want to see the world, he wants to go home.

With a move of heart, God read miles.

He returned to Cangya Mountain with the wind, and at the end of the sea of ​​clouds was a lonely high mountain.

Jun Yu sits in the house wiping his sword, looking attentively, like him when he was young.

What did he want to say?

"I didn't reach the waist when I brought you back. In a blink of an eye, the length is higher than the master..."

Mother-in-law.Not chic at all.

"You have a superb way of doing things, a strong sword heart, and it takes only time to get into the saint.

Is this nonsense?

"Don't put too much burden on yourself, go down the mountain and have fun, drink and see beautiful girls, which is good for your physical and mental health..."

What a mess.

"Several disciples have their own fate, but I am least worried about you."

Can't say it.

He walked in two steps, so close that he could see the consistent chill between the man's eyes.Raise your hand and want to touch the hair of the person in front of you...Forget it, it's all so high, let's pat the shoulder.

Suddenly a gust of wind rose, and his hands did not fall after all.

Jun Yu stood up and looked at the window frame blown by the strong wind, frowning slightly.

The furnishings in the room were the same as before, but he felt a bit empty.

It was like, just in the blink of an eye, something no longer exists.

*******

That night Jun Yu had a dream.

He usually meditates at night, sleeps less, and dreams less.Somehow tonight, some thoughts flickered.

In his dream, Wei Jianfeng returned from the bottom of the mountain when his sword was first established.

"The old man went down the mountain this time and went to play two swords. His craftsmanship when he was young, he hasn't forgotten..." Wei Jingfeng talked about casting swords, and the eyebrows fluttered between the eyebrows, "This is for you."

The long sword came out of the sheath, and the cold light brightened the brow.

For a time, the mountains and the sea of ​​clouds were radiant.

"Do you like it? It's called Chunchunxiao."

"like."

The man was standing in the distant old days, and the falling flowers of the spring fell over his body, and he did not reach out.

Suddenly smiling suddenly, a look of sorrow,

"Accept my sword, and the sword will never leave."

When the dream wakes up, the day will break.

There was icy white snow drifting into the half-open wooden window.

Jun Yu pushed open the door and went out.

It seems that I understand the significance of spiritual practice.

The lead-gray sky is vast and the snow curtain is falling down.The mountains and rivers of Cangya are white.

It was another year for Shuo Xue to fly.

He practiced his sword at Tianxin Cliff, his sword qi crushed flying snow, and his eyelashes froze with frost.

Sixty thousand swords are wielded every day.

Over a long period of time, many people and things have changed.

But he is still waiting.

Jun buried Huang Quanfeng sold his bones, I send snow to the world.