Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Yi Xifeng turned around and continued to look up, under his feet, he took another step up.

With this step, the man in the fancy dress behind him could no longer see clearly the path under Yi Xifeng's feet.

People of different realms see the world differently. On the surface, Yi Xifeng's cultivation may not be as good as that of a man in a gorgeous dress, but the Taoist platform in his heart can accommodate everything.

The world is nothing more than that.

The way of the sword, even more so leads to the same goal.

Even if he can imitate Yi Xifeng's steps and walk the path he has traveled, it is not his own after all.

His state of mind had already reached its peak when he made this decision.

This kendo space has nothing to do with him.

"You still don't understand?" Yi Xifeng's sudden opening made the man in the Chinese suit startled, his upward step staggered a little, and almost fell down.

"There are roads under my feet, my eyes are clear, I know the direction I am going, and I am alone." After a pause, Yi Xifeng took another step forward. The clouds and mist in the sky became thicker, and the space hummed.

"Even if there is no way ahead, I will walk out of my own way!"

boom--! !

At this moment, the mountain trembled, and rocks the size of a fist rolled down from above.

This mountain seemed to throw off the two climbing people.

boom--! ! !
An extremely bright thunder light flashed across the eyes of the two, and the dazzling light shone in the pupils of the man in the fine clothes, and traces of blood slid down the corners of the eyes, passed through the cheeks, and reached the corners of the mouth.

The smell of scarlet immediately invaded his mind.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the area in front of the man in the Chinese suit red.

He firmly held onto the gap on the mountain wall, his scarlet eyes staring closely at the figure above.

Just as I was about to say something, the mountain trembled again. Under the light of thunder, the thunder that resounded through the space came, and the long lightning slashed obliquely on the mountain, piercing it!
"Are you crazy! This Fang Tiandao doesn't recognize you, and sent down the punishment of divine thunder."

"The one who slashed this sword here all those years ago finally succumbed to the destiny, and you still want to change this day!"

"If you want to die, don't pull me!"

The man in Chinese clothes roared out with a hoarse throat, his eyes were full of hatred for Yi Xifeng.Looking at the figure in front of him, he felt mixed emotions in his heart. He had only heard about the punishment of the thunder of the gods.

If that fair and clean young man had respect for this world in his heart, perhaps at this moment, he would really be able to climb to the top.

But that young man is unruly, wanting to compete with the God of Heaven.

Yi Xifeng never paid attention to the man in fine clothes, and continued to climb up the rock. The way in the heart and the way of a warrior are all shortcuts in this world, the farthest way to heaven. Just looking at it will make you feel infinite pride .If even a mountain can be conquered, he would still practice martial arts, even if they are all blocked in front of him, telling him that this is impossible, he will still be the person who knows that it is impossible to do it!
For nothing else, this is the way in his heart!
It is easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down the mountain. Without the courage to settle down without regrets, he would not come to this space.

There are still more things waiting for him to do, he has not climbed to the top of the world, he has not yet managed to overlook all living beings in the world, and he has not even managed to protect the one he loves.

All these thoughts in my heart turned into motivation to climb again.

Another step forward!
Boom-! !

The thunder light surged through the clouds, Yi Xifeng raised his head and looked up, suddenly, his eyes shrank, and all his eyes were surrounded by a thick thunder light, and the thunder light suddenly fell towards him.

"The Dao of Dayan, eliminate one of them!"

Suddenly, Lei Guang seemed to have lost his target and direction, and turned towards Yi Xifeng's side.

The mountain rocks surged, the gravel fell downward, the thunder dissipated, and a little raindrop fell from the sky, scattering the dust after the thunder hit the mountain.

Yi Xifeng lowered his head and glanced at his right thigh, the cloth shirt there had long since disappeared, and the blood was seeping out unstoppably.

In front of him, the road to the sky is also broken.

The way of Tianyan allowed him to survive, but he took away the way of swordsmanship to reach the sky.

The young man in fine clothes looked up, and there was no shadow of the fair youth, but a scorched black man, standing alone on the steps, facing the thunderstorm.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the forehead of the man in fine clothes, and the bloody air floated in the air. He wiped it away with his fingers, and held a drop of scarlet blood in his palm.

"Sure enough, if you are injured, no one can defy the destiny."

He raised his head again, but the person above was not on top of his head, but moved to the side.

Yi Xifeng didn't climb the rock again, but moved towards the rock after the lightning strike just now, and the same place would not be struck by lightning again.

This is the experience he gained from training his body with lightning for many years.

He limped and moved, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a line of small characters appearing on the cliff of the mountain, which seemed to be carved on purpose: success does not have to be with me, success must be with me.

Yi Xifeng raised his head suddenly, and he suddenly saw white traces seeping into the rock wall of the mountain.That is the trace left by the previous people when they climbed this mountain, like a road to the sky, leading directly to the sky.

That being the case...Yi Xifeng's eyes cleared up again.

He looked up, and although there were no steps to follow, there were white traces in his eyes.

He no longer needs to follow the path of heaven, but only needs to follow the traces of his predecessors to continue climbing.

It doesn't matter who left it, Yi Xifeng only knows that this is the inheritance on the way of swordsmanship.The biggest difference between him and the handsome man below is that the path he follows has the same beliefs as him.

Faith and the sun and the moon are eternal, so success does not have to be with me, success must be with me.

This hurdle is not a test of how deep the perception of the sword is, but whether the Tao in the heart can always be firm.

A sword—never bends.It is a coward who shrinks back when things happen.

There is no road in the way of heaven, there is a road, and there is no peak in the mountain, there is a peak.

call--

Daoist sword patterns suddenly bloomed on both sides of his cheeks, just like the cloud when it still pierced the sky.

Yi Xifeng stretched out his hand to grab hold of the rock peak, and climbed up to the crevice above in the oldest way.

Suddenly, he stopped the movement of his hands. When he abandoned the ladder and climbed the rock with his arms, the sky suddenly changed, and the terrifying thunder suddenly disappeared, and the sky returned to normal, as if the situation just now had never appeared. .The action felt a little wrong.

In the dantian, I suddenly felt a warm current sweeping across the whole body, like a rushing river, flowing through all the blood vessels, penetrating into the muscles and bones.

The blood flow that had been seeping outward from the thigh also stopped.

Heaven feeds back! (end of this chapter)