Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 564 Sword

The boy looked like he was drowning, and he staggered to stand up. Xu Chuo grabbed his wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know..." Pei Ye said in surprise, just staring at the small pond.

It was the first time that he felt so nakedly exposed to the world. When he was just wrapped and melted, he wanted to get rid of the dizziness. Now that his mind was clear, he truly felt the pain of suffocation.

In the vast and boundless ocean, water dances freely with water, following the guidance of the wind and the trend of the sea. They merge into waves and form undercurrents. They don't need to have any thoughts and are no different from each other.

Until a drop of water suddenly developed free will.

The coercion of heaven and earth is so unbearable.

"The sword is in your hand, Pei Ye." Xu Chuo said softly, "Sit down first."

There was something in his heart that wanted to burst out urgently, but he couldn't find any outlet. Pei Ye frowned and forced himself to suppress this restlessness. He slowly sat back under the eaves. Now his control over his mind had indeed improved.

The cold night wind blew across the flames and the two people's faces, the fine snow was dancing, and Xu Chuo huddled in a large cotton cloak with a heater beside him. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here.

She unfolded an old scroll and said seriously, "You have already grasped the ultimate in your heart. What you need now is to guide it with the true nature of the sword. I don't think anyone can give you a 'real sword'. Pei Ye, you have to find out what the 'real sword' is by yourself."

Pei Ye looked down in astonishment at what he held in his hand, Shanyu, the sword he wore most often and used most often. He was familiar with every detail of it, but Xu Chuo was right, it was a sword but not a sword power.

If the unicorn blood and the Book of Changes are the bridges for Li Zhi to reach Haotian, then what is the reason why the sword has supernatural powers?

There were two people under the eaves of the courtyard, with a candle, as if they were drowned in the endless snow and night.

Xu Chuo spoke slowly and quietly, with the old scroll in his hand covered with traces of drawings: "You already know how to hold the sword with your heart, but I think you still don't understand the power that can affect the world."

"How do you understand?"

"I have retrieved the Crucible of Heaven and Earth."

"..."

"I don't know if you can do it." Xu Chuo looked at him seriously and quietly, pursed his lips, and said softly, "But I have asked the host about this matter from the beginning."

Pei Ye's mood inexplicably calmed down gradually, and he let the drop of water drift in the sea, looking at the woman sideways.

Xu Chuo placed his arms flat on his knees and looked at the night outside the candlelight. "'The sword is outside the sky', when Sister Si first told me this idea, it seemed very far-fetched. That was when Prime Minister Xu's "Two Heavens" was under heavy siege. Looking back now, the Prime Minister's Mansion was a beautiful dream in my past life, but back then, in fact, everything seemed to be crumbling. Sister Si and I would help Prime Minister Xu sort out government affairs during the day, and lie together at night. We were often tired and sleepy, but we would still chat all night by the candlelight."

"She said that she got the inspiration when she was reading ancient books. At that time, we carefully deduced this hypothesis." Xu Chuo said seriously, "The reason why swordsmanship works is that it affects or relies on heaven and earth, and is naturally wrapped in heaven and earth. So, what if we separate it from heaven and earth? Using the sword belongs to the sword itself, then the swordsman who masters this power can be on the same stage with Haotian?"

"It's just that we can work hard to find a talented swordsman, but asking him to touch the so-called 'essence of the sword' is just an ethereal wish." Xu Chuo smiled gently at the young man, "I'm sorry, because even the concept of 'essence of the sword' is just our wishful thinking."

"Besides, how can the sword path be so independent and so high? This is an ancient question that has been around for thousands of years. How could someone like me who can neither wield a sword nor practice swords be able to solve it?"

"..."

"Later, when I grew up a little." Xu Chuo paused for a moment and said softly, "I asked many sword sects about this matter, including Yunlang, Dongting, Qingwei, Shenxiao... and I got some understanding. In fact, there is no need to solve this eternal question. As long as the magic of something like the 'sword' is truly inherent in the 'sword', you don't have to understand it, you can also try to touch it."

"From then on, I began to select suitable swordsmen from the world, including Ying Suyu, Zhu Gaoyang, Yan Feiqing... I have seen many names until the host told me a name." Xu Chuo smiled, "It turned out to be the same swordsman we selected based on our preferences when we were young - Yue Muzhou."

Pei Ye couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

"I don't know." Xu Chuo sighed. "The host is not a 'knower' like Li Zhi. What he said may not be a golden rule that will definitely come true. But he said that Yue Muzhou might be able to do it, so I believed him. After Yue Muzhou died, he said that you also have a chance, so I have been waiting for you to come to Beijing."

"When we first met, I said that you were the only sword I had been waiting for. It wasn't just some love talk that a heartless man casually said." The woman smiled.

"I already know that I am very important to the owner." Pei Ye sighed, "There is no need to repeat it so many times."

"Why is it like this?" Xu Chuo smiled, "You are obviously a lonely and helpless stubborn child who only responds to soft words and not hard ones. If I say a few more sweet words to you, you should be completely devoted to me."

"I have a cat now, and a sister."

Xu Chuo was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly and said casually, "Well, actually I am the one who is truly alone and helpless."

She stood up with the help of a pillar, handed him the old scroll in her hand, lowered her eyes and said calmly: "In order to let you know the true sword, I took Zhu Wen's "The Crucible of Heaven and Earth". I think that since you want to transcend by riding the sword, it will be helpful for you to get closer to the essence of heaven and earth, but whether you can realize it or not depends on you."

Pei Ye took it and asked: "What is "The Crucible of Heaven and Earth"? "

"This is a technique created by Zhu Wen in order to completely dissolve his own nature. He is the most knowledgeable person in contemporary Confucianism, and only he can write such a technique." Xu Chuo said, "Try to learn it."

Pei Ye was slightly stunned: "But isn't this something that only the Tianlou can use... and isn't that equivalent to suicide?"

"No. Zhu Wen used it to dissolve his own body, which means it is enough to dissolve a Tianlou, not that it can only dissolve the body of a Tianlou." Xu Chuo spoke seriously, no different from the lecture on the Analects in the school, "I have studied this secret technique carefully in the past two days. After Zhu Wen was promoted to Tianlou, he possessed true energy, spiritual mystery, heaven and earth, spiritual nature, mind and everything else, and sealed himself into a small world with complete elements. He used this technique to dissolve this world and obtained a successful proof. You can also try this technique. Of course, it is not enough to prove the principles of heaven and earth, but it can still bring you close to it."

Pei Ye understood a little, but was still confused: "Do you want to learn now?"

"Although it's difficult to master, it's not difficult to get started." Xu Chuo said, "After all, no one knows your body better than you, right?"

Pei Ye looked down at the secret scroll in his hand. He didn't expect that he would get it and have to learn it, but he had probably gotten used to it these days. Xu Chuo had always been walking in front of him, deducing the path that could be reached. Now that she handed him this scroll of secret techniques, he had no reason not to take it as he was facing the threshold.

He unfolded the first line, which was a familiar, clean, neat line of ink: "Refine me for nature, refine life for the way."

This secret technique is indeed easier to learn than imagined, because his mortal body is not as tough as Tianlou's, and he does not need to seal himself off. As long as he brings in the mysterious energy, he can begin to dissolve himself. The real brilliance of this technique lies in the thorough and precise analysis of the human body. It is the foundation laid by the philosopher's study of nature in the first half of his life that makes this dissolution not destruction, but return.

Xu Chuo carefully explained each paragraph to him, and Pei Ye understood it quickly. Just as the woman said, it was not difficult to get started with this magical art of self-destruction.

Pei Ye certainly did not try to eliminate his dangerous behavior. He just gradually felt the connection between himself and the current world from "The Crucible of Heaven and Earth", or in other words, their vaguely identical essence.

He tried to melt away a piece of his nail, just like ink dissolving in water.

Xu Chuo also calmed down, and stared at the finger whose nails could no longer be seen, and never before had he felt so clearly what "the world and I" meant. What if I continued to dissolve, my fingers, palms, arms, head and neck... until my entire self.

The dead grass is buried in the ground and will die. The pond water is frozen there and will dry up. Now I am sitting here and may die tomorrow or a hundred years later.

And all of this is the constant of the vast universe.

At this moment, he realized the meaning of Mr. Zhu's "teaching". "First, let you cultivate your mind, and then let you see the world that I see. This is my lifelong career." These two words were so serious and heavy.

Yes, if everything about me can be integrated into the heaven and earth without any hindrance or conflict, then what is the difference between my death and existence... and the heaven and earth?

Isn't that how everything works? When a person dies, he turns into water and soil, and the water and soil nurture new life. What difference does it make between death and life? The heaven and earth are ruthless, and that's just how it is.

In an instant, the suffocating pain enveloped him again, and it was clearer than before. The young man should not even have to feel pain. A drop of water thrown into the sea is like a drop of water thrown into the arms of its mother, but Xin Jian has already outlined a sober heart for him that wants to do something.

The young man gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand with more force than ever before. The world was in front of him, and the ultimate wish was in his heart.

"Hey... give me a real sword..." He repeated again in astonishment, but he didn't say it out loud, but asked someone unknown.

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A distant hammering sound from eternity.

It aroused the exciting sound of metal clanging.

All perceptions and sounds disappeared, Pei Ye raised his head, and the silhouette of the man in front of him had raised the hammer again.

It was such a beautiful picture, with strong and smooth muscle lines, a heavy hammer, sharp lines on the anvil, and heart-piercing vibrations and flying sparks bursting out between each hammer... Pei Ye didn't know where this was, he just began to smell a heavy smell of blood.

It turned out to be the queue in front of him. The people were also blurry silhouettes, speaking words he couldn't hear clearly. Everything was blurry.

He had almost forgotten who he was and looked up blankly. In the very distant horizon, there stood a tree that was truly as tall as the sky. Its spreading branches and cold and strange lines occupied the entire northern sky, and the vast mountains at its feet were like anthills.

But it was also covered with a hazy silhouette, and everything was unclear. The sky seemed to be covered with hideous wounds. Pei Ye stared blankly... At this time, the man in front suddenly spoke. The tone was unclear, and there was no tone, but the words were very clear: "Yanbo, your sword."

The person at the front of the line took the sword handed over by the man with both hands, tied it around his waist, and left.

The person behind him came forward, and the man handed over another sword: "Han Yu, your sword."

The figure also took it with both hands and left.

Then there was a slender figure.

The man asked, "Yi Qi, do you use a sword too?"

"like."

The man handed the figure a sword, and the man left with the sword.

The queue moved forward little by little, and people took their swords away in silence. The quiet scene was like a shadow.

The team was actually not very long. It was a bit like the people who gathered in the only iron shop in the small town to repair or replace their swords during the busy farming season. Pei Ye followed the team in confusion, watching them leave with swords one by one. He had no idea who he was, nor did he remember what he was here to do.

The team had already reached him. Pei Ye looked down at his empty body, barefoot and ragged, with no sword hanging on his waist or back. So he followed the example of the person in front of him and spread his hands to the man in a daze.

The tall man lowered his eyes to look at him, but did not hand over the sword: "Why are you here to join in the fun? Didn't I already give you the best sword in the world?"

Pei Ye's whole body suddenly shuddered, as if something suddenly grew in his body, starting from the Dantian in his abdomen, climbing through his meridians, swimming through his tendons and bones, and spreading to his upper arms... He stared at the man in front of him in a daze: "I want to ask a question... What is the essence of a sword?"

A tool to contact "Tao", a bridge to climb "Heaven", or wings to transcend the world... Colorful images filled the boy's mind. As the numbness in his body grew, his consciousness began to return in a disorderly manner, and the scene before his eyes began to distort and dissipate.

The man lowered his eyes and hammered the iron bar: "The essence of a sword is, of course, to kill. What else?"

Pei Ye lowered his head and looked quietly at his right hand. The growths eventually spread to every detail of his palm and fingers. He clenched his fist lightly.

There was a "click" sound.

Like a splash of water, a drop of water jumped out of the water on the vast ocean.

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As the night deepened, the wind became stronger and the snow became heavier.

Pei Ye opened his eyes and saw Xu Chuo sitting beside him with his arms around his knees. He whispered, "How is it? Is it okay?"

A pair of clear eyes looked at him quietly. For the past ten days, ten years, all they had been waiting for was this day.

Pei Ye's eyes were not like his own. He did not look at the woman. He lowered his head and stroked the hilt of the sword on his waist. He only said: "When I beat Li Zhi tomorrow, I will come back and help you write "Swing Rope"."

Xu Chuo was stunned for a moment, then she broke into an extremely bright and beautiful smile and clapped her hands happily.

Pei Ye stood up unsteadily with the help of a pillar, turned around and walked out the door.

Xu Chuo was slightly startled: "Where are you going?"

"drink wine."

(End of this chapter)