Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 605
Tiannan Mountain, Sword Cottage
The dancing flames in the furnace were slowly extinguished, and Ling Jueding handed over the bamboo basket to Yuan Bahuang again, and asked him to pick a basket of iron wood rocks. The veins, I am afraid it will be difficult to last for a long time.

However, before that, Ling Jueding was confident that he would let Yuan Bahuang learn the art of casting.

The so-called sword casting is not only a sword, but also a heart;

The so-called sword cultivation means not only the sword, but also the body;

The word cast is simple, but not simple, ordinary, but not ordinary.

In Ling Jueding's opinion, that one-word sword needs Yuan Bahuang's whole life to realize it.

As for himself, it's not like he hasn't made progress in these years, at least he has gradually come out of the past full of guilt and regret, and no longer allows himself to live in the past and be trapped in the past.

It's just that coming out doesn't mean he can let go of everything.

This led to, when teaching Yuan Bahuang, he would subconsciously avoid some of the misunderstandings he had gone through, and focus on guiding the correction. He no longer arranged the follow-up path in advance as before.

He didn't know whether he was doing right or wrong.

However, after communicating with Lin Chongyang, he felt that he really needed to make some changes.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will succeed.

Was it his own fault, or Shao Hong failed to understand his painstaking efforts? If he didn't even have the courage to take this step, how could he face up to the past and get the answer from it.

Not long after sending Yuan Bahuang away, the Jian Hut located in the lonely mountain welcomed a rare guest.

The appearance of the visitor is old or young, with high black hair, gentle and elegant, dressed in a green shirt, elegant and chic, with a folding fan swaying, full of charm that cannot be concealed.

"Compared to the last time we met, your condition is much better."

A simple wooden table, two people sitting opposite each other, the visitor looked up and down the old friend, and then spoke slowly.

Ling Jueding poured tea for the other party: "I have a chance, and I have figured out some things."

He knew the other party earlier than he met Chang Ri Kunchen, but he never thought that the other party would come to see him.

Hearing Ling Jueding's answer, the person opposite immediately became interested:
"Oh? But are you ready to raise your sword?"

"Now, I still only focus on casting." Ling Jueding said.

His answer made the person on the other side very regretful: "Casting a sword is a gift for a bosom friend for a lifetime, and you will be happy and forget your age. It is a great pity in life that you can't make a sword for you after meeting you."

Jin Ziling closed the folding fan in his hand and put it on the table, then picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, feeling filled with emotion.

Back in the day, when he was successful in forging, he was no longer limited to just forging a good sword, but really embarked on the road of forging swords just now, so that swordsmen can use the swords he forged to bring out their own swordsmanship to the extreme.

Then, he met each other, and the two had similar temperaments, and they became friends.

Just when he was lamenting that he had a rare confidant in his life, and was about to take out his treasured casting materials and turn on the furnace to cast a sword for the other party, he was suddenly told by the other party that he was now focusing on casting techniques and had not mentioned swords for many years.

The first regret in his life was because of this.

Not long after that, he made friends with another friend. That friend did not reject him, but after he gave him the sword, he never saw him use it.

These one and two, I'm afraid they are not intentionally embarrassing him, but I only sigh that I am careless in making friends.

Originally, he hadn't planned to visit rashly, but after the lochia reappeared in pain, he decided to come and take a look. After seeing that everyone was safe, Jin Ziling heaved a sigh of relief. Before that, he had always thought that Ling Jueding Missing because of something, met with misfortune.

After all, the other party did lose news for a long time.

Ling Jueding said indifferently: "After cultivating to a certain level, there is actually no difference whether you hold a sword or not, or whether you hold a sword or not."

"Tsk, how many people in the world can achieve such a realm?"

Putting the teacup back on the table, Jin Ziling shook his head and refilled himself with tea:

"Speaking of which, you're not going to continue teaching your apprentices like this, are you?"

"The path he wants to take is different, but his sword needs to be forged by himself." Ling Jueding said frankly.

Jin Ziling paused for a moment, and based on the previous clues, he made a random guess:
"The capital of heaven, but I didn't expect you to accept apprentices."

In his words, there was some emotion. When he came, he had seen Yuan Bahuang from afar.

"It is he who can find out by himself, if not, I can at most give him some pointers."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Ling Jueding shook his head, not taking credit for it.

Jin Ziling was very interested: "There is a story, my friend, would you like to share it with me?"

"At that time, he was just a fledgling, ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and put all his heart on the sword. Regardless of the consequences, without any preparation, he dared to go to the Confucian school to witness the sword."

Talking about this matter, even Ling Jueding felt that his apprentice was a bit bold.

"Which Sword Emperor accepted the challenge?" Jin Ziling was a little curious.

Ling Jueding nodded and said: "Yes, the two of you have gone through three moves, half of his sword was cut off."

"Then?"

Based on Jin Ziling's experience, he obviously wouldn't think that it was Lin Chongyang who had his sword cut off.

"After that, my friend left him a message and threw him over to me."

Ling Jueding's words also contained some emotion:
"I think he is very talented and has a good temperament. I can't bear him to die at the hands of my friend, so I decided to keep him by my side and give him advice for a while."

What happened afterwards, Jin Ziling could guess part of it from what Ling Jueding said earlier.

Because of this, he became more and more curious: "How do you say this?"

"Too much pursuit of advancement in the sword, when doing things, naturally disregard the consequences, discuss the sword with others, and don't care about the identity of the person who discusses the sword, and don't care about the impact of the result of the sword discussion.

If you want to use life and death with the sword to promote your own way of swordsmanship, this path is wrong, and sooner or later it will hurt innocent people and cause catastrophe. "

It is precisely because this kind of situation is common that Ling Jueding thinks that a swordsman should not only set his goal on winning and losing, gaining and losing, and the purpose of practicing swords is not to prove anything.

There are very few people who can really break through this point.

After listening, Jin Ziling agreed, "This is indeed a problem."

No matter what, the innocent should not be hurt, this is the bottom line.

Using life and death on the sword to improve one's own advancement, once this kind of thing happens for the first time, it will happen for the second time, and the third time, and in the end it will only create a sword demon who will bring disaster to the world.

He continued to speak: "Fortunately, he found it out, but, my friend, you just said that the Sword Emperor left a word?"

"Interested?" Ling Jueding asked back.

Jin Ziling picked up the folding fan again: "My friends should have heard about the sword review meeting in the sea of ​​swords."

(End of this chapter)