Zi hate

After Wuming formally established his own sect, he began to teach Sa how to practice swords seriously.

It's just that they, a broken-door sect with only two people, are too miserable.

During this journey, Wuming taught Sa how to practice swords, and at the same time, he diligently comprehended the principles of sword techniques.

The two lived together, but soon, the Nanmingjiao, which had made a comeback, began to move, and the days when they could still make a living suddenly became stretched. It's safe to go to the twelve peaks.

But it didn't take long for the Nanming sect to attack the Twelve Peaks, including the two hozen they were attached to.

Sa met face-to-face with the congregation who came to sneak attack more than once, the first time he was frightened and screamed again and again, and the second time he was able to raise a knife and drop it, verifying his martial arts.

Wuming guarded his house for two days and broke down the door, and was annoyed by the Nanming sect members who tirelessly came to soften the persimmons. He gave Sa a few words to fight a bloody road from the front of his house, all the way to the crossing of the two rivers.

After two days in the town, the Nanming Cultists were not as aggressive as they were at first, but they were still attacking the confluence of the two rivers.

Wuming didn't guard for a few days, and accidentally saw the man who used to pester him to compete with him stepping on the cold water to fight with him.

The two teamed up to repel the menacing Nanming sect members. Wuming didn't want to get involved with this person, thinking that his child hadn't been seen for seven days, so he put away his knife and ran faster than anyone else.

Who knew that person followed all the way, nameless and helpless, he casually said what had nothing to do with me, seeing that person throwing his sleeves in anger, I felt a little guilty.

Wuming doesn't know if he really doesn't care about this world, but this world is born of the Tao he knows among all things, so what is the difference between not protecting this world and losing the Tao?

Just looking at the well-behaved child who is not very smart in front of him, Wuming sighed, he finally understood why there were so many people who sought Tao in the past.

If a person who has tasted so much loneliness one day suddenly finds companionship and attachment in the mortal world, how can he bear to give up this warmth and return to the lonely ropeway?

It is said that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. The same is true for seeking the Tao. Who can bear the bitterness of loneliness after tasting the sweetness of companionship.

Wuming became stricter from that day on. Fortunately, Sa has been practicing diligently. Even if Wuming is urging him now, he has never been stricter than before.

It's just that Wuming has seen almost all the exercises so far, and has comprehended the movements of countless weapons dancing with the sword body. The young Sa is definitely not comparable in comprehending the Dao method of the sword.

Wu Ming knew that if he wanted to wait for Sa to realize the subtlety of this Intangible Sword Technique, and to know what it means to be a teacher of all things, at least he would have to wait until his age.

There are so many things in this world, and some things really have to be tempered by the years.

But Wuming didn't tell Sa that. He only said that although he had some talent in learning knives, his comprehension was still not so good.

And Sa, who has been listening to Wuming's teachings all his life, keeps every word Wuming said firmly in his heart, and even in the future, when it comes to his own handling of human affairs, he doesn't know how Wuming should express himself, but these are all for later.

Being nameless in this mountain doesn't mean that he doesn't hear anything outside the mountain. The news that the two families in the west are almost destroyed inevitably reaches his ears.

No matter how incomprehensible, no matter how resentful, the blood relationship will continue to be cut.

At this time, Sa has also reached the age of tying his hair, and Wuming is almost heartless to drive Sa down the mountain. Before he leaves, Wuming finally gives Sa something that can accompany him for the rest of his life——

Give him a surname.

"You want ink and white."

"Of course it's white."

"Why?"

"Bai is the right way in the world, of course choose Bai."

"Silly boy, there is no black and white, no good and evil in this world."

"Master nonsense, right way is white, evil way is black."

"How can you talk nonsense as a teacher? Remember, Xiao Sa, there are three thousand ways, and there is a way in the end. There is a way in your heart, that is, there is no distinction between black and white, good and evil."

"Then...that disciple remembers."

"Also, as a teacher, I don't ask you how high the glory and wealth you will enjoy in the future, but I only ask you to be with yourself and be happy."

Seeing the child being ignorant, Wuming only felt pain in his heart. He was a teacher for a day and a father for life, and that was it.

Watching Bai Sa go down the mountain, Wuming felt that he still had a lot of things to say to him, as if the words of 15 years had piled up to this day, and he wished that the little shadow would come back and give him a good reprimand.

Thinking of this, Wuming couldn't help but speak.

"Bai Sa!"

Bai Sa turned her head and tilted her head curiously with Wuming's messy bun.

Wuming choked up for a moment, before speaking for a while.

"When you can't find a teacher, look at the world. The teacher is in the world."

This is Wuming's last sentence to Bai Sa.

Fu 慊, the word is tired.

Most people in the world know his name but don't hear his characters, but with the title of a master of Qingming Gong, why is he self-explanatory.

The people next to Bai Sa and Shang Yu immediately avoided them like snakes and scorpions, and retreated in an instant.

But the person named just Shi Shiran wiped his mouth and looked at Shao Wuhui innocently, as if he was talking about an irrelevant person.

The latter continued to speak loudly: "This Fu Qian used the name of his family teacher to call himself a medical fairy, traveled around Guanzhong, and deceived the world and stole his name. I am afraid that many people present were deceived by his hypocritical face."

"With this Nanming Cult Master still alive, why don't the remaining Nanming Cultists be ready to move," Shao Wuhui said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that he has already placed countless sectarians all the way from south to north, just waiting for his response!"

Immediately, the crowd in the audience was furious, but everyone was afraid of the invisible poisonous work, and they dared not go forward, so they could only cast hateful glances at Shang Yu with their eyes.

Shang Yu said nothing, did not argue, and lowered his eyelashes slightly. At this moment, a hand reached out and gently shook Shang Yu's hand.

"Mr. Shang, don't be afraid, Bai will protect you."

After finishing speaking, Bai Sa got up and looked at Shao Wuhui coldly: "Doctor Shao, there is no basis for empty talk."

"Commander Bai, I know your life was saved by this man, but don't be deceived by his mask before the big things happen. He saved you, but he saved a dog who worked hard for his life!"

This sentence was uttered brightly, it was too harsh, but Bai Sa didn't care.

"No matter what purpose he uses to save me, my life, Bai, is his."

Shao Wuhui raised his brows: "Do you know how he deceived me back then and washed the country with blood! Do you know what the two words Fu 慊 represent?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a patriarch of the Xiyuan family next to him suddenly vomit black blood, and before he could speak, he passed out.

Everyone was shocked and suddenly confused. They looked at Shang Yu with anger and fear.

Shao Wuhui hurried over to the Patriarch, turned around and yelled angrily: "How dare this devil openly kill him! Don't capture him yet!"

After shouting, the guards beside Shao Wuhui already left with their swords in hand.

Bai Sa immediately blocked the rushing guard with a horizontal knife.

"I don't know," Bai Sa blocked the opponent's sword and paused every word, "Who is Fu Qiang."

The people around were shocked, Bai Sa made a backhand attack, and the opponent took a few steps back.

Bai Sa stood in front of Shang Yu, protecting him: "I only know that his name is Shang Yu, he has no words, and he pretends to be a doctor of medicine. He saves me from danger. He is my savior. I should protect him."

Everyone was amazed, looking at this young man who fearlessly challenged the righteous way.

"When I was young, I practiced martial arts in the mountains, and when I was young, I went to the temple to worship the late emperor. No matter how heinous the person you are talking about, how powerful he is, how he makes people talk about it, but I have never seen it, and I have never known it. If so, I can't tell if what you said is true or false, but it is true that Shang Yu saved me and protected me, so what you say has nothing to do with me."

"Do you know that you are helping the evildoers!"

"I only know loyalty and trustworthiness, and don't ask other questions."

Shang Yu...or Fu Qianduan sat there, still a little dazed.

He knew that sooner or later his identity would be exposed and cause trouble, but he just never thought that there would be someone standing by his side by then.

He was sure that he would end up alone and the world would betray him.

Bai Sa slashed his sword with a sassy and heroic demeanor, but just as he was about to fight with the people in the audience, his hand suddenly stopped.

Fu Yan slowly stood up from behind Bai Sa, his hands hanging down from Bai Sa's back.

Three silver needles were stuck on Bai Sa's back, making him immobile.

Bai Sa hated Shang Yu's method of giving him needles anytime and anywhere. Why did this man cut his own way when the enemy was at hand?

Bai Sa shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

Fu Qian just glanced at Bai Sa indifferently, and slowly walked up to the ancestor's platform with his hands in his hands. He walked all the way, and everyone backed away to make way for him.

In the end, Fu Qian stood a foot away from Shao Wuhui, looking at him indifferently.

Shao Wuhui sneered: "It's considered that you are responsible, and you didn't hide behind a dog!"

Fu Qian frowned almost invisibly: "What if I hide? So what if I don't hide? I know this world doesn't allow me, so there is nothing to hide."

After a pause, Fu Qiang looked directly at Shao Wuhui: "I will pay you back my life, and I don't owe you any more. What else do you want?"

"No owe?" Shao Wuhui repeated, the smile on his face gradually ferocious, and he could see through the veil, "How do you have the face to say no owe!"

"Since you are a doctor, you should be kind. How could you harm others in order to force me out?"

After saying that, Fu Qiang took two steps towards the Patriarch, but someone stopped him immediately, Fu Qiang smiled sarcastically: "The medical sage saved me back then, and it has been sealed..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qiang suddenly felt a murderous aura coming, and a long sword pierced through the air, and directly took Fu Qiang's head.

In an instant, a person in front of him rushed out obliquely, raised his knife and collided with the sword that came from nowhere.

There is a sound of clang and clang as swords grind against each other.

Bai Sa spattered a mouthful of blood on the ground, tried to hold the knife, barely stopped the sword master's attacking long sword.

Breaking through these three needles in a short time has consumed Bai Sa's huge energy, and receiving the sword master's sword almost shattered his bones and muscles.

The sword master followed closely in the next move, chasing Fu Qiang, but Bai Sa had no time to block, so he could only push the man away, but the sword still slashed across Fu Qiang's side face, and the blood flowed down his face meander down.

Everyone watched as Fu Qian's face was corroded and turned into an ugly and black blotch.

Fu Qian rubbed his face, watching that the mask was corroded by his blood, and a piece fell off, revealing a small part of the real face behind.

Shao Wuhui looked at Bai Sa coldly: "Why, is what I said half false?"

Bai Sa didn't waver at all: "No matter who he is, he is the one who saved me."

"Even if the world doesn't allow him, I will allow him."

As he spoke, he stood up reluctantly, determined to guard Fu Qiang.

The Juggernaut lowered his eyes, looked at the tip of the sword coldly, turned around and came back with the sword, but Bai Sa immediately refused to let him go, waving the sword to meet him.

Shao Wuhui looked at the people around him, thinking that someone could take care of Fu Chen, but he saw that group of people retreated far away.

People in the audience were afraid of Fu's Poison Skills, and seeing that the Sword Master had arrived, they retreated and watched from afar.

Back then, the sword master could only seriously injure him with the palm of Fu Qiang. Everyone thought they didn't have that kind of skill and courage, so they didn't want to catch the devil to make a name for themselves, and put their hopes on the sword master who fought.

Shao Wuhui knew what everyone was thinking, and looked at his guard, who nodded and rushed towards Fu Qiang.

Fu Qian has no martial arts at hand now, so naturally he will not be an opponent. Although he is ashamed of Shao Wuhui, he is unwilling to sit still and wait for death.

"Master Mu, I have never harmed Senior Mu. Even if you don't believe me, you should keep your promise. Don't lose everyone's morality." Fu Qiang took out the ring pendant that Jianzhuang gave him back then, and looked at Mu Ruxun, "That's all. once."

Mu Ruxun didn't move, just stood there, watching the guard who was about to slash Fu Yang with a knife.

With a whip, the guard screamed, the knife flew out, and rolled to the side holding his blood-stained shoulders, panting heavily.

Shao Wuhui was shocked, and was about to drink when he saw that Mu Ruxun's second whip had gone, smashing the ring pendant.

"Mr. Shang," Mu Ruxun retracted his whip, pulled out the knife from his waist, his eyes were frosty, "only this time."

At this moment, Bai Sa fell down and rolled under Fu Qiang's feet. He stood up again, wiped the blood from his face and looked at the Juggernaut opposite him.

The Juggernaut is no longer what he was before, he was a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "Who did you learn from?"

Bai Sa was stunned for a moment, and when he didn't understand, he fell into a trance, and then became dazed again.

Yes, who did he learn from?

He asked the master this question, asked the master's name, the master said no name, asked the master why, the master laughed at that time.

——Xiao Sa, do you know that the Dao has no name, grows all things, is a teacher and learns from all things, seeks the way from it, and conceitedly borrows the nameless, there is no reason.

Bai Sa asked again what is the master?

——Xiao Sa, did you see that tree?The teacher is the tree; have you seen the stream?The teacher is the flowing water; have you felt the mountain breeze?The teacher is this mountain wind.

——Everything in the world can be a teacher. You are a teacher from me, and you are also a teacher from all things. Remember, you are a teacher from all things.

Bai Sa said that he didn't understand, so the master tapped his small body with two fingers and said, "I will arrange you for the master."

At this moment, after the battle with the Juggernaut, Bai Sa vaguely felt something.

Bai Sa suddenly knew why he couldn't comprehend the mystery of the last pose.

This mountain is a mountain, and the water is water. The mountain is not a mountain, and the water is not water.

He teaches all things, all things are invisible.

Bai Sa lowered her eyelashes, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I, Master Wanwu."

On the opposite side, only the Juggernaut was stunned, and the others were unaware.

When Bai Sa drew the sword again, his eyes had changed, and the way he held the sword was exactly the same as that of the sword master: "Senior, swords have no eyes, be careful."

As he spoke, he slashed away with the saber, but what he used was not the move just now, but the first move of the Sword Master's Wuwang Thirteen Stances.

Although there is only form, it is enough for now.

The Juggernaut raised his sword to defuse it, but Bai Sa changed back to the saber technique, so repeatedly, using the saber to use the sword style did not violate the harmony.

Bai Sa finally understood why his master told him that this last pose is "everything is invisible".

Those who teach everything get everything.

Those who win everything break everything!

The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival~(ω<*?)