Sealing Sword

Chu Xiwei had never encountered such a troublesome opponent.

He intends to win quickly, to strike first with moves, and indeed to control the situation of the battle in his own rhythm, but the sword in the opponent's hand is attacking and defending properly, and it does not leak. Signs, as if all the moves are useless, you can come at your fingertips and move as you like.

This sword technique is the same as when he fought Helian Yu in Anxi Mountain that day, but it is more mysterious.If Helian Yu could have such sword skills at that time, even if Chu Xiwei used the "Huanyang Pill", he might not be able to retreat completely.

The sword is as majestic as a net, the sword moves are changeable and soft, and even the angle of the sword is strange and thrilling. Even if Chu Xiwei intends to use the "Forked Road Jing", he can only follow the opponent's martial arts path , always one step behind, but that person's moves are infinitely varied.

Chu Xiwei crossed the blade with a knife, but saw the opponent withdraw the sword and pointed to the door in front of him. In a split second, the man took the sword in his hand again, and the cold sword edge cut through the door of the face, leaving a line of light red.

He retreated step by step, step by step, back to the big tree with his back, and there was no way to retreat after all.

When the swords collided, the opponent shook his hand, and the sword body trembled slightly. The force was like overwhelming mountains and seas, and the muscles and bones of the arms were numb from the shock.Fortunately, Chu Xiwei saw the opportunity quickly, and in this flash of light and flint, his moves changed suddenly, a "white rainbow" slashed upwards, and once again met the blade of the sword, but he no longer resisted stubbornly, but took advantage of the trend and turned into "Nianhua" Sliding and locking along the blade, almost "sticking" the sword together with energy, with the force, the blade passed through the gap under his armpit, the sharp sword energy did not touch the flesh, it had already Muscles and bones are cold.

The blade of the sword penetrated deeply into the tree trunk behind him, and Chu Xiwei took this opportunity to lock the opponent's right arm with his left hand, and the water-breaking knife with his right came out in a "horizontal wave", and he could seal his throat and kill him!

The blade had reached the side of the neck, and a shallow opening was opened in the throat, but a pale hand held the blade firmly.

Chu Xiwei slowly shattered the spring ice when she saw those cold eyes like a cold pool.

The next moment, he felt a sudden chill under his armpits, subconsciously retracted the knife and pushed it away, and saw a bright sword light flashing across his eyes, and the tree as thick as a bowl of sea was split open from bottom to top. It's not that he avoided it quickly, this sword can also remove one of his arms!

Before Chu Xiwei could stand still, the man had already approached him, swung out his long sword, and rushed to his chest in a blink of an eye!

At the very moment, Chu Xiwei's saber also moved. He learned the opponent's moves, and stabbed straight out with the same saber, but forced the person to face him!

The knife and the sword rubbed past each other, making an ear-piercing sound, and finally the tip of the sword stopped in front of his heart, and the blade turned around in a moment, sweeping off the opponent's mask.

The silver mask flew up and down, but Chu Xiwei's eyes only reflected that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

His brows were cold and his eyes were cold, his face was frosty and snowy, and a cinnabar mole was imprinted on the corner of his eye, which was as red as blood.

He glanced at the mask that fell on the ground, took two steps back, reached out and lifted the hood, revealing a head of white hair tied into a ponytail with a black ribbon.

This person turned out to be Duan Qing.

However, no matter whether Chu Xiwei saw it with her own eyes or heard it from Shen Wuduan and Ye Fusheng, she had never seen such Duanqing.

The Taoist priest who is as silent as an ancient painting on weekdays seems to have torn apart the picture scroll that pretended to be peaceful, revealing the edge that has not seen the sun for a long time, still not popular, but with a trace of coldness like a cold sword.

Such clarity reminded Chu Xiwei of He Lianyu.

Except for the swordsmanship that rarely differs between the two, the same white clothes and silver faces, and blood on the cold sword, these two people look like each other reflected in the mirror at first glance, but only when they face each other, can they know what it means to judge each other .

He Lianyu's nature is hard to change, but Duanqing is lonely and cold that can't get rid of from the bone to the skin.

"I didn't expect to see the Taoist priest at this time." Chu Xiwei said slowly, and finally decided to get straight to the point, "However, the Taoist priest's attire and his swordsmanship remind this junior of another person."

He didn't say it clearly, but Duanqing had expected it long ago. Hearing the words, he was calm and held his sword behind his back, saying: "Any imitation, no matter how high or low, is always clumsy. If he is like this, so am I."

The so-called imitation is inevitably inherited or understood, but no matter which one, it implies that the relationship between the two people is very close.

Chu Xiwei's heart moved, but she listened clearly: "Do you remember the sword technique I used just now?"

He came back to his senses, thought about it carefully in his mind, and nodded.

Duan Qing said indifferently: "Shen Liu said that he has given you the 'Return to the Sea' mentality on the ninth floor of the "Bag Road Sutra". It should be difficult to understand the Dharma.”

Chu Xiwei raised her eyes: "It seems that something will happen in three days' time."

"Your thoughts are as ghostly as Xiao'er." Duanqing glanced at him, "Helian Yu's Thousand Tribulations Kung Fu is about to complete, if he succeeds, then you will be able to break through before you break through to the eighth layer of the "Forked Road Scripture". Don't fight him head-on, if you have to fight, use your swordsmanship to escape."

Chu Xi was slightly startled, because of the news that Helian Yu was at a critical moment, and also because of Duan Qing's deep knowledge of him.

He settled down and looked directly at Duanqing: "As far as I know, He Lianyu's "Thousand Tribulations" has always been murderous and reckless. From this point of view, he may have a good chance of breaking through the Dzogchen, but the Taoist priest said" If he succeeds, then... Daoist Priest, what are you going to do in these three days?"

Hearing this, Duanqing changed the topic, and said: "Shen Wuduan has a son like you, and there are successors from the Hundred Ghosts. Your martial arts and vision are far superior to those of your peers in the martial arts. If you give you more years, you will not be able to live anywhere in the world." Let you come and go."

"The Daoist's reputation is too high." Chu Xiwei still had doubts in her heart, even if she rarely heard a clear compliment, she couldn't be happy, she just thought about the other party's actions in her head, but suddenly heard the next sentence.

Duanqing looked at him and said: "It's a pity that the poor are still not happy with you."

When he said these words, Duanqing still had the same ice face for thousands of years, and his tone was still indifferent, like a heavy hammer hitting Chu Xiwei's chest, it didn't hurt, but it was very dull.

His thoughts were interrupted by Thunder, his face remained unchanged, and his hands slowly clenched.

Shen Wuduan once said that Duanqing is a person like ice and snow, his mind and eyesight are like ice and snow, and he is so alert that people can't hide from him. From the few times that Chu Xiwei has met him in a hurry, he also knows that although the leader looks like He has nothing to do with the world, but he is an extremely difficult person to deal with.

How could such a transparent person fail to see his undisguised thoughts?

But now that he said it, he was not happy.

Daoist Duanqing never lied to others, and what he said was sure. Since he said this, he expressed his dislike for the matter between him and Ye Fusheng.

Chu Xiwei had an almost paranoid arrogance in his bones, he could not care about anyone's opinion, but he couldn't ignore Ye Fusheng's position, so until now, he couldn't ignore Duanqing's attitude.

He closed his eyes: "The priest thinks, I'm not good enough?"

"No."

"Or am I not worth entrusting?"

"otherwise."

"In that case..." Chu Xiwei raised her head, "Why?"

Duan Qing said: "You are not suitable."

His tone was calm and his expression was ordinary, as if he was saying something that couldn't be more obvious. The anger in Chu Xiwei's heart had nowhere to vent, and she was almost so stuffy that her chest hurt. Are you also sticking to secular ethics and prejudice?"

Duanqing shook his head, walked a few steps to the side, bent down to pick up the mask that fell on the ground, took a towel to wipe off the dew on it, and said: "Life is short, and it is rare to be satisfied a few times. That being the case, what can you do or not do if it doesn’t violate your moral heart? I don’t think you are suitable, not because of ethics, but because there are too many problems between you that are difficult to resolve.”

Chu Xi frowned slightly: "Please enlighten me, Taoist priest."

Duanqing glanced at him: "You are a member of the Chu family's royal family after all, and this alone is not a good match for him."

Duan Qing's words still showed no joy or anger, but Chu Xiwei thought of Ye Fusheng's master inexplicably.Regarding the matter of Gu Yufang, Ye Fusheng has always avoided talking about it in front of him. As far as Chu Xiwei is concerned, he only knows that the Jinghong lineage has formed an inseparable grievance with the Dachu Royal Family since Gu Zheng. There is no way to clarify how much right and wrong is right and wrong in it. Standing on this standpoint, Duan Qing is so upright that he can't even express his grievances, no matter whether he vents his anger or worries.

Even if he stays far away from the palace and abandons his past, his surname is Chu after all, with such blood and bones, he cannot take half a step back from what he should bear.

Therefore, Chu Xiwei could only say: "The ancestors have their own opinions from the seniors, and the younger generations can shoulder the responsibility without saying no, but I believe that there is no unparalleled road, and the blood alone will defeat this matter." , would be biased."

Duanqing was noncommittal to his confession, and continued: "Now that the imperial court is implementing a new policy, it is the time when a thousand wastes are waiting to be revived; when there is turmoil in the martial arts, and it is the time when the clouds and rains are turned upside down, but you have a deep city and have ambitions not to be reconciled to the status quo. You have a heavy heart, but you have the willingness to seal the knife and retire. In this way, no matter how much you love each other, you can't be honest with each other. Although you can help each other now, there is a possibility of opposing positions at any time."

Chu Xiwei opened her mouth to refute something, but Duanqing did not wait for him to speak, and expressed her last opinion: "As for the grievances between you, I have probably heard him talk about it. I don't mention anything else, I just ask you. Can you really afford to let go of the word 'gratitude and enmity', so that there will be no gap between them?"

Chu Xiwei swallowed everything she wanted to say, and fell silent for a while.

Duan Qing's words were not pleasant to listen to, but he really pulled out the thorn in his heart and put it in front of his eyes.

He was silent for a long while before saying, "No."

Since the proud son of heaven fell into the rivers and lakes, half his life's future has been wiped out, and I don't know how many times he has gone through life and death, can Chu Xiwei really forget it so easily?

A coup in the palace, a close teacher turned against him, his father was defeated and died, his mother and concubine were divorced because of this, and he became an orphan overnight. Can Chu Yao really easily forget about it?

When the love is strong, the intention is in the heart, Chu Xiwei thinks that she can do it, and she really does give in for this, giving the two of them a room to change.

But he is not heartless after all, the scar will still hurt after healed, and the gap left behind will still exist after all.

Chu Xiwei clearly knew that all her love and hatred had been attached to Ye Fusheng all her life, and she couldn't help herself in her love and hatred.

"Taoist...that's right." He raised his head, "I am a descendant of the Chu family. I was supposed to spend the rest of my life in ruins, and I had both parents but I was alone. Together, I can understand reason, but it is difficult to empathize.”

Duan Qing listened intently, the coldness in his eyes slowly faded away, his fingers rubbed the cold mask, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"In these years of licking blood with swords and sacrificing life and death, if I say that I can really let go without any grievances, I don't even believe it... But whether it's kindness or hatred, no amount of resentment can erase a fact. ——I am today thanks to him. Without him, I had the determination to die, but I didn't have the courage to survive." Chu Xiwei slowly raised her lips, "I want an answer now, An explanation."

Duanqing said slowly: "Then what? If his will goes to the left with your wishes, if the truth is contrary to what you know, what should you do?"

A moment of bewilderment appeared in Chu Xiwei's eyes.

No matter how calm and calm he is, he is still a young man in his early twenties who has just tasted love and hate. It is not easy to get to this step step by step, and he is still worried about the two parties who have not understood, how can he think about the future?

Even the possibility that these things backfired was something he didn't want to think about.

For a moment, Chu Xiwei's chest floated, his mind was tangled in chaos, and he was in a daze until a cool hand landed on his shoulder and patted him lightly.

"In the world, the words "advance and retreat" are often easy to say but difficult to do. You are willing to give up for him because of your deep affection. I can't say anything, but you also have to know that many things in this world will eventually retreat if you retreat again and again. There is no way back." Duanqing said slowly, "Even if the two love each other, it may be easily changed, so it is destined not to be your own compromise. There are too many things involved between you and him, isn't it You can overcome all difficulties and dangers with a sincere heart, and you need to think twice before acting in everything, and don't be impulsive."

Chu Xiwei was full of entanglements and couldn't figure it out. When she first heard this, she said a word without thinking: "I am not impulsive towards him."

Duan Qing's hand on his shoulder paused, raised his arm and withdrew: "Blunt."

Daoist Priest's expression remained unchanged, but he showed a feeling of hating iron for not being steel. Chu Xiwei finally came back to his senses, broke up the words just now, kept them in his heart, and rummaged them several times. He raised his head in astonishment: "Master, you..."

"I'm partial to him, so I will naturally be demanding on you, but as long as the matter between the two of you does not violate the bottom line principle, why do you need others to criticize?" Duan Qing said, "It's just a matter of human effort, but please have a clear conscience."

After a pause, Duanqing looked into Chu Xiwei's eyes again: "He is older than you, and his personality is quite free and easy as a teacher, but he is a little bit more restrained because of the encounters in his life. This temper is good or bad, which is a headache. It's also true, you don't have to be able to accommodate him when things happen, you can know yourself and the enemy by working with each other... As for you, although you are young, your vision is not low, your means are outstanding, and you have the style of everyone in the world, but you still need years to sharpen your edges and corners. You can learn from him, and you will never suffer. You need to remember that 'being in the game is a chess piece, and watching with a cold eye is a skillful hand'. In addition to your heart, you have to think more about everything."

As a teacher, I regard my later life as my own. I intend to use the road of right and wrong that I have traveled for decades to build a bridge. I hope that the latecomers can cross and have a good result, and don’t fall into the quagmire. .

Chu Xiwei suddenly felt her eyes heat up.

He encountered great changes when he was young, his relatives and friends in the past either died or betrayed, half his life was ruined beyond recognition, if Shen Wuduan and Qin Liurong and his wife hadn't treated each other sincerely, he would either be dead or become a lunatic now.

Chu Yao grew up soaking in a honey pot, but Chu Xiwei crawled over in the bloody storm.

Qin Liurong loves him like a son, but it is a pity that although she is gentle by nature, she can't speak and can't explain many things. Shen Wuduan is even more of a free-ranging temperament, so in Chu Xiwei's many years, this is the first time she heard a heart-to-heart from an elder Inculcate.

Especially Duanqing is indifferent, and has no close relationship with him, even if it is for Ye Fusheng's sake, there are other ways to go, so there is no need to mention him.

The white-haired Daoist's frank reluctance is due to his attitude, and he also put forward a suggestion as an elder, so that he will no longer be like a headless chicken trying to hit the south wall with all his heart, but should calm down and turn his eyes from Moved away from the small space between the two, looked at the various threads that involved them, and untied one after another long-standing knots.

Chu Xiwei accepted this love, but after calming down, she was keenly aware of Duan Qing's unusualness, and felt a little uneasiness from it.

However, Daoist Duanqing had just made a long speech, and it seemed that he had confessed all the words he had accumulated for 13 years. Now that he has stopped talking, he stretched out his hand to put the mask back, and he turned into a ghostly Rakshasa again.

A cold voice came out from behind the mask: "This is the end of my words, I hope you will never forget."

Seeing that Duanqing had the intention of leaving, Chu Xiwei regained her composure, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "The Taoist priest just hasn't told me what you're going to do in three days...after that, what will you do? "

Duan Qing had already turned around and walked back, hearing the words, he only said softly: "A mistake is a mistake, there is no forgiveness, and it should be punished."

When he said these words, it was like letting go of the boulder of Mount Tai that had been pressing on his heart for a long time. Those heavy burdens that had been placed on it also fell to the ground with a bang, fell to pieces, and were wiped out when the wind blew up.

The wind is mixed with frost and cold, taking a sip is like swallowing a cold knife, the cold enters the lungs, but it splits the muscles and bones, and flows out the warm blood that has not yet frozen.

Chu Xiwei looked at this figure and suddenly panicked.

He suddenly wanted to catch up, but it was a pity that his feet seemed to have taken root. He fixed his eyes on the sword on Duanqing's back, and a terrible guess arose in his heart. As I said, I want to go back to Feiyun Peak with Daoist Priest when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom in the coming year..."

Hearing this, Duanqing paused for a while, but didn't look back, and walked forward again.

Chu Xiwei only heard one word that was almost torn apart by the wind——

"it is good."