Sword God Wine Ancestor

Chapter 412

If it is really necessary to go crazy to practice this sword technique, then Su Bai will not be able to practice successfully no matter what, and it is impossible for him to drive himself crazy for a sword technique!

Or just take the meaning of madness, not really madness?Su Bai's heart moved again. Thinking like this, this idea is not groundless, after all, he once read in a certain novel that the realm of martial arts, when reaching a high place, one must have no moves in his hands, but have moves in his heart, to reach There is no trick to win and there is a realm of tricks!

It is also said that if there is no sword in hand and a sword in the heart, everything can be a sword. It can be seen that all of this emphasizes the word "heart", which is the artistic conception. It is impossible for Su Bai to be crazy, but if there is a madness in his heart, then Can't you also practice this sword technique?
It is said that if you are not a madman, you will not become a Buddha, perhaps it is true!
The more Su Bai thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, but after another thought, how could he become a madman?He glanced at the crazy monk next to him, did he want to imitate him?It's not a lunatic, it's not a lunatic, just imitating the appearance is absolutely not enough, after all, he still doesn't know what the madness means, or what the essence of the mad monk's "crazy swordsmanship" is!
Unable to understand, Su Bai simply didn't want to, and continued to swing the long sword indiscriminately, as if he had completely forgotten the existence of sword moves, and became the same as when he came into contact with the long sword for the first time. Essentials, even stabbing is not stabbing, chopping is not chopping, sweeping is not sweeping, if you are seen by others, you will laugh your teeth out!

But there is no one else here except for a crazy monk, and the only audience, at the moment, is watching with gusto, and even nodding from time to time, as if admiring some exquisite swordsmanship!If people see this, it's not just one mad monk, but two madmen!

After playing around indiscriminately, Su Bai still didn't understand the essence of it, he couldn't help but secretly shook his head, thinking that it was not an option to continue practicing like this, if he practiced so stupidly all at once, don't let this "crazy sword technique" fail to practice in the end, his original sword Fa is also forgotten!That's losing my wife and losing my army!
"Why did you stop? Can't stop, keep practicing! Keep practicing!"

As soon as Su Bai stopped, the crazy monk beside him was not happy, he was seeing something wonderful, how could he stop!

However, Su Bai's heart was moved. Could it be that this "Mad Demon Sword Art" needs to be practiced constantly and forced himself into a state of madness, so that he can truly appreciate the essence of this sword art?
He gritted his teeth, since that's the case, then he will try!

So Su Bai started to wield the long sword again, and he swung the long sword non-stop for a moment, without any rules at all, just hitting randomly, forgetting all the sword moves and so on.
In this way, Su Bai practiced from morning to night, and the crazy monk stopped him, not because he was tired of watching, but because he was hungry, and the hare had finished eating, so he asked Su Bai to continue to roast meat for him!

Su Bai practiced for a day, and felt that he was really going to practice stupidly. Now that he was holding a long sword in his hand, he almost forgot how to use real swordsmanship!The "Heroic Swordsmanship" that he had learned before, and the "Heroic Swordsmanship" he had improved, felt so strange at this time, no matter what the moves were, he always felt that it was so wrong to use them!
I'm afraid I'm really going crazy!Su Bai smiled wryly, but even after practicing to this state, he still couldn't comprehend the meaning of the madness. Could it be that he still couldn't get it right?

Now it's time for a break, and he can think about it and savor the aftertaste, so he caught a few hares and roasted them for the crazy monk. He was thinking on the sidelines and comprehended what he had gained today.

As a result, when he just finished eating, the crazy monk beside him urged him again, "Master, don't stop, keep practicing sword!"

Su Bai's face darkened, still practicing?No rest at night!He has never practiced sword so crazily!Well, let's practice!He wants to see what it will look like in the end!I also felt that I actually followed the advice of a crazy monk to practice swords, I am afraid that I am a real fool!
It wasn't until the middle of the night, after Su Bai's physical strength was exhausted, that he lay down to rest, not even training his internal strength!As soon as his head touched the stone, there was a snoring sound.

In the early morning, when the sun was rising, various birds in the forest twittered, waking Su Bai up from his sleep, and then Su Bai heard the sound of whistling and breaking wind.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the mad monk was practicing his sword again. It was still the chaotic sword technique from yesterday, which was what Su Bai thought was the "crazy devil sword technique". It's not easy, and after his whole day of practice yesterday, watching the crazy monk practice sword now, he really felt a little flavor.

This is a half-understood, half-understood, half-understood experience, like a layer of veil, I feel I can see it, but I can’t see anything when I look closely, it’s hazy, and the meaning is hard to understand.

Anyway, it should be rewarding!Su Bai thought so, so after the crazy monk stopped, he didn't need to urge him, he took the long sword directly, and hit like the opponent, plus Su Bai now also has a bald head, just like a crazy monk, Leading a little crazy monk to practice swords!

So another day passed, and it was Su Bai's third night on the mountain. Su Bai couldn't help wondering, do people in "Shaolin" really ignore this crazy monk?Even if you don't care about this crazy monk, wouldn't Brother Pang Kong be worried if he saw that he hadn't seen anyone for two days?Why hasn't anyone come to them yet?

Although it is said that Su Bai is still practicing this "Crazy Demon Sword Art" and he does not want to leave this place before he completes it, it is still a bit strange to see no one looking for it. Forget it, just continue to practice by yourself!
The next day, which is the fourth day of April, is already the fourth day of the "Shaolin" Dharma Assembly. Compared with the previous three days, there are fewer believers who come to "Shaolin" today to offer incense and listen to the Dharma. On the first day, the crowd lined up from the mountain gate to the foot of "Shaoshi Mountain".

Another difference from the previous three days is that the monks in "Shaolin" today all looked a little dignified, as if something was about to happen.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, a group of people suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain. They were also a group of monks. The leader was an old monk with two white eyebrows hanging down to his chest. Focusing, holding a nine-ring Zen staff in his right hand.

Behind him were seven or eight monks wearing cassocks, some of them were old or middle-aged, all of them were solemn and silent, with one hand on their chest, looking at "Shaolin" indifferently.

Behind these monks wearing cassocks, there are dozens of monks without cassocks. These people are younger, and the oldest is middle-aged. Not a word.

After a while, the old monk in charge suddenly said in a deep voice: "Let's go up the mountain!"

As he lifted the nine-ring Zen stick in his hand, he walked steadily up the mountain. A group of monks behind him answered yes and followed him one after another.

Not far after this group of monks walked, a group of people from the rivers and lakes came to the town at the foot of the mountain. These people did not come together. "Shaolin"!
And in "Shaolin", Abbot Ruoshan and many monks in cassocks are solemnly looking at the believers in the square. At this moment, on the seven altars, there is only one person who is teaching scriptures, and no one else is there. .

Pang Kong and the other people who were invited to help were standing at the side of the square, their expressions also looked a little dignified, as if they knew something was going to happen today.

Pang Qinglian who was beside Pang Kong felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive, she tugged on her father's sleeve and asked, "Father, why is the atmosphere in 'Shaolin' so weird today?"

Pang Kong sighed and said: "The people from 'Leiyin Temple' must be coming today, and 'Shaolin' is facing the biggest crisis in the past hundred years!"

Pang Qinglian opened her mouth slightly when she heard the words, the matter is so serious?The biggest crisis in over a century?If this is the case, then the "Shaolin" people are actually very calm!

She turned her gaze, and raised her eyebrows involuntarily, "Where did that Su Bai go? It seems that he hasn't been seen for the past two days. Could it be that he ran away alone because of fear?"

Pang Kong frowned slightly, shook his head slowly and said: "Xiaobai probably wouldn't do such a thing, and besides, he didn't come here to help. The 'Shaolin' matter doesn't have much to do with him. How can he use it?" escape?"

"Then where has he been these two days?" Pang Qinglian asked.

"Maybe there is something busy." Pang Kong shook his head again, how could he know that!After all, he and Su Bai weren't very close at first, they just shared similar interests, so the talk was more speculative, but some things about Su Bai, Pang Kong didn't know at all, maybe Su Bai really left because of something, this is Pang Kong Kong's thoughts.

At this moment, a young monk in gray clothes ran in from the gate of "Shaolin", it was Yixiu, and Yixiu came in front of Abbot Ruoshan, clasped his hands together and saluted: "Abbot, there are a group of monks outside, not from our temple."

Ruoshan nodded, signaled Yixiu to step down, and then said to the left and right monks: "Brothers and brothers, the eminent monk from 'Leiyin Temple' is here, let's all go out to greet him!"

"Yes, Abbot!"

Everyone responded together, and then followed Abbot Ruoshan towards the gate, and a group of people pushed the door out. The old monk Changshoumei at the foot of the mountain had already led the monks to the gate. With a smile, he handed the nine-ring Zen stick to his left hand, then stood his right hand in front of his chest, bowed slightly and said, "Abbot Ruoshan, monks from 'Leiyin Temple' have taken the liberty to come and disturb you."

(End of this chapter)