Refining Heaven and Earth

The cold wind rolled with snowflakes in the endless snow, rolled around a sudden hill and spread towards both sides, and some of the snowflakes fell on the hill and, as time passed, condensed into a thick layer of frost.

There was a clicking noise in the sobbing cold wind, and it seemed to come from the frozen hill.

boom!

The hill exploded violently, and a figure came out, which was Fang Bai.

Arms stretched, as if a long sleep, refreshed.

Looking around, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Eighteen years.

For eighteen years, Fang Bai has only done one thing, forget it!

Forget Kendo, forget the sword, forget yourself!

The law was born from the Tao, why should we forget the Tao again?

Just because Fang Bai wanted to start from the beginning, the law followed.

"come on!"

The eyes showed a firm and incomparable light, strode forward, and walked ninety feet, and the extremely glamorous sword mang screamed from a distance, blinking.

The heavens are changing, and he greets the past without hesitation. The divine thoughts spread all over his body. He wants to feel the rules!

boom!

The sword exploded suddenly, and the incomparable breath poured into the body. This is the essence of the sword's law, and the real strength lies in it.

Boom boom!

Knowing the sea seems to be exploding with thousands of swordsmanships, all bright and unparalleled, as if a real sharp sword suspends, and then blasts in all directions, destroying everything.

Fang Bai's body floated backwards, feeling the breath of the sword, feeling the power raging in the body.

"law?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly and murmured, "Why can't I see the rules?"

The rules are real, but they can't be seen or touched. At this moment, Fang Bai can only see a long-handled sword.

The rule of the sword, the sword is fundamental!

Back to the origin, Fang Bai's mouth appeared with a smile, maybe he thought too much, and thought the rule too mysteriously. Since it is the rule of the sword, naturally he can't get rid of the sword!

Therefore, Fang Bai went forward again, and the sharp sword emerging from the sea disappeared.

boom!

Another Jianmang whistled and chopped down, Fang Bai welcomed him, and when the Jianmang fell, there was a sword in his body rising without much surprise, just a sword.

boom!

That's it, Jianmang suddenly burst, Fang Bai backed away again, but this time he didn't return to the origin, backed up by 89 feet, and walked forward!

Hahahaha!

The hearty laugh resounded in the world of ice and snow. The whizzing cold wind seemed to make a detour, and the snowflakes drifted in all directions, afraid to approach.

That's it, Fang Bai is full of love!

"Come again!"

Either talking to oneself or declaring war on a non-existent opponent, while the sound of cold drinking sounded, it was already one step away.

Jian Mang strikes again!

"Break me!"

There was a loud drink, and while Jianmang was bursting, Fang Bai stepped back again, this time backing by 83 feet, and walking forward by 6 feet.

"why?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly, and seemed dissatisfied with it. "Did you think it was wrong?"

Looking up into the distance, it was another step forward.

boom!

Jian Mang lifted him up again, this time backed up by 70 feet.

"So it is!"

Fang Baichangshu breathed out, and his whole body dissipated. He still thought wrong, and thought that he could go to the sky one step after seeing the essence. The fact proved that he was wrong.

If you want to reach the top of the mountain, you have to move forward step by step. There are no shortcuts.

In this way, the foundation can be known, and the tower in the sky is always a dream, which may be destroyed at any time.

"come on!"

The silent kendo seemed to suddenly wake up, and it took eighteen years to forget the kendo, and it was awakened again, becoming more and more violent.

But this is not useless work. I understand a truth and see a essence.

It's simple to say, the essence of the sword is the sword, so you don't need to think about those nihilistic things.

The volley passed, Jianmang roared, Fang Bai forgot what the old man in the white robe told him, and he could only resist, not attack.

The sword raged around the body, chopped out fiercely.

boom!

Jianman burst, Fang Bai did not retreat for the first time, striding forward.

After decades of comprehension, return to the origin.

What is the essence of the sword, go forward and destroy all the opponents that are in front of you, so why shrink back?

Power, meaning, Tao, law, everything cannot escape the sword!

After all, the sword is the root.

So, Fang Bai suddenly realized that things were not as complicated as they thought. Why insist on too much as long as you stick to a sword heart?

After moving forward a hundred feet, there was another sword cut, faster than before, blinking.

"broken!"

At this moment Fang Bai's eyes had no sword awns, no rules, only swords!

No matter what appears in front of you, you can't escape the sword after all!

boom!

Jianmang burst instantly, Fang Bai continued to stride forward, every one hundred feet was a swordmang chopped, there was nothing at first, after ten swordmangs, the speed soared.

It was still a sword cut, but then followed closely, Fang Bai did not have any chance to breathe, one after another, but fortunately the power did not change.

"come on!"

Fang Baihao was so angry that he saw the picture when there was no shortage of swords in the sea. At this moment, there is only one thought, forward!

The old man in white robes is for his good, but he may not be right. Everyone has his own Tao and should stick to his own Tao.

The most important thing for Fang Bai to go all the way to today is to stick to himself!

Boom boom!

The sound of Jianmang's blast rang through all directions, and several distant thoughts swept away from the distance. The most majestic one belonged to the old man in white robes.

"Ok?"

The old man in white robe frowned, seemingly a little dissatisfied.

There are two more figures behind him, one is a middle-aged man with a strong edge, and he is aggressive; the other is a white-haired old man, free and easy, since his temperament is different.

"He is this?"

The middle-aged man flashed doubts, and Shen said, "Elder Zuo, should you stop him?"

The old man in white robes bowed his head and groaned, and said, "No need, see what he wants to do."

Aside from the white-haired old man thoughtful, it seemed to think something.

Bang Bang!

The rule of the sword is not as good as others, but the spirit is not worse than others. The gods swept away cannot hide Fang Bai, of course, those people have no intention to hide Fang Bai.

* SC7

"broken!"

Fang Bailiang yelled, the weather was spreading, the strength was mentioned to the extreme, the sword flickered into the sky, hiding him all, and turning it into a sharp sword.

Jianming shook the sky, whistling forward, the oncoming Jianmang was broken under this sword, one after another!

Although the law is powerful, it is still the power of the peak of the gods, and it is a very small part of the power.

Before Fang Bai had only defended and did not attack, naturally it was difficult to advance. At this moment, letting go of the offense and attacking was like a bamboo shoot, which was taken for granted.

A Jian Mang traversed the void, and wherever he passed, the Jian Mang from the continuous roar burst, bursting into the air for hundreds of miles, unstoppable!

Within a quarter of an hour before and after, tens of thousands of swordsman exploded, Fang Baijue suddenly opened his eyes, the winds calmed down, and the whole world seemed to be quiet instantly.

At this time, Fang Bai saw three people who were watching him at the same time.

"I've seen three seniors." Fang Bai held his salute.

The old man in white robe looked at Fang Bai and was silent, but the middle-aged man around him showed a strange color on his face and felt the familiar atmosphere from Fang Bai!

Fang Bai didn't do it before, so he couldn't feel it, but just now, he felt it clearly.

No one spoke, Fang Bai straightened up, and the old man in white robes looked dignified and seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

Fang Bai laughed without saying a word, waiting quietly!

I don't know how long it took before the old man in white robe finally said, "Remember what the old man said before?"

"Remember!" Fang Bai nodded.

"Why?" The old man in white robes sank, dissatisfied and disappointed.

Fang Bai smiled, "Dare to ask seniors, what's the point?"

"Ok?"

The old man in white robes became more and more gloomy. The middle-aged man beside him smiled bitterly. The old man with white hair flashed confused, as if trying to think about something.

"Are you questioning the husband? Do you doubt the husband?"

"Dare!"

Fang Bai slowly said: "Although the Tao is the same and the law is the same, there are tens of thousands of ways. Everyone has his own Tao, and no one can copy it, right?"

The old man in white robes suddenly choked. It sounded very reasonable, but he always felt a little bit apostate.

How many people have traveled the road, it turns out to be right, why not follow it?

Fang Bai's words sound reasonable, but in his opinion this is a paradox!

Quite simply, is it easy to take a path that countless people prove right, or is it easier to take the risk by yourself?

No one knows exactly what is ahead. It may be a brand new road, but the hope is very slim, and the bigger one is probably the cliffs. If you fall, you will lose your body and ruin.

It's not easy to get there, he can't just watch someone destroy himself.

"You are playing with fire!" The old man in white robes said in a deep voice.

Fang Bai smiled and said, "Isn't the road of martial arts that many people came out of playing with fire?"

The old man in white robes was speechless for a while, because Fang Bai was telling the fact that the road to martial arts was from nothing, wasn't it just counted out by countless people?

No one can guarantee that there is no other way of martial arts, maybe it really does.

"You really decided?" The old man in white robes said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Fang Bai is grateful for the old man in the white robe who cares about him, but this belongs to him. Follow his own ideas is the road, even if there is a chance, try it.

Violation of their own will, that is the real disaster!

Whatever you want, Fang Bai has been pursuing for many years!

"it is good!"

The old man in the white robe said, "You can stay here, but no one will pay you, and you don't belong to Ice Star."

"Thank you senior!"

Fang Bai bowed and saluted, feeling two distinct eyes, one with deep meaning and the other extremely hot.