Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 467: If you accept something great, you must be patient.

A long, long time ago, the King of Shang was not the King of Shang, and the top mountain realm of the Shang Kingdom was not the general of Shence.

At that time, there was a swordsman who had gained quite a reputation along the Lu River. In order to get a glimpse of higher martial arts, he came to Yongsheng, the capital of the Shang Kingdom.

Yongsheng is very prosperous, more prosperous than any place the swordsman has ever been.

But Yong Sheng was very calm, like a pool of lifeless stagnant water, and failed to bring the swordsman the life and death he expected.

The only purpose for people to become famous in Yongsheng is to show off their talents and knowledge, in the hope that one day they will be valued by nobles and become the disciples of nobles.

The swordsman fought five battles in Yongsheng, and seven noble people had already offered him an olive branch.

He refused them all.

At that time, he always felt that Yong Sheng was drawn in a circle by someone, and the warriors were just "flattering insects" who fought and fought in the circle for the pleasure of the nobles.

Are there no powerful warriors in the world?

Are there no people in the world who should not be "sycophants" and jump out of that circle?

The swordsman held his sword and searched for Yongsheng for a long time, and finally found such a person.

He is not for fame or fortune, he just has a pure heart for martial arts.

The swordsman excitedly approached the man for a fight... He rarely tasted the taste of failure.

But he was not discouraged, but was very happy because he felt the vigorous vitality of martial arts again.

The swordsman devoted all his knowledge to convey this emotion to his opponent with his sword.

The man's talent was no less than that of the swordsman, and he quickly understood the meaning conveyed by the swordsman. He also understood the situation and came to the point immediately.

The swordsman was very happy for him and wanted to invite him to have a drink, but the man smiled and went.

The two cherished each other and became very good friends after that, and Yong Sheng spread the legend about them everywhere.

However, there is always a banquet in the world. One day, a crane roared in the sky above Yongsheng, and an immortal stepped on the crane and said that he wanted to recruit a destined person to Baiyujing.

That day, the swordsman suddenly recognized his friend... It wasn't that he didn't seek anything from outside, but he didn't seek fame and fortune.

He wants to go to Bai Yujing.

He even knelt down in front of the "immortal" in the street.

The immortal smiled and touched his head, and asked him to go to Wuling Mountain in the Kingdom of Wu, where he would meet a fairy boy to guide him.

The latter was so grateful that he gave all his wealth on the spot.

The surrounding mortals surrounded the immortal, praying to the immortal to recruit more disciples, and they were extremely flattering. At that time, the swordsman was holding the hilt of his sword and shaking.

He wanted to use the sword to test his immortality.

But he couldn't draw the sword because a man's generous hand also held the hilt of his sword.

"Don't bring disaster to this country."

"Can a mortal's sword offend an immortal?" the swordsman asked.

"The sword won't, but the heart that draws the sword will sting them."

"who are you?"

"Don't you always think Yong Sheng is boring? I'm the one who makes Yong Sheng boring."

There should be only three places in this world that are not dull, namely Shanhaijing, Baiyujing, and Lingshan.

"You will also become bored one day... You will find that the way forward in martial arts is not to fight and kill, but to gain experience and make progress." The man pointed to the outside of the restaurant, "I think your friend is very talented. Vision.”

"By going to Bai Yujing, he will have the opportunity to see the real martial arts and climb the real treasure mountain."

"I don't believe it." The swordsman turned around and walked away to the world farther away.

……

Three years later, the swordsman who returned to Yongsheng went directly to the palace.

He saw the man again, and this time his complexion was very poor. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He could only lie on the silk quilt and breathe every breath.

"What did you see when you went to the world?"

"I saw a circle, a circle that framed the world."

"I don't have the ability to circle the whole world..."

"It's not you, it's the saint, it's the saint religion."

"You're at a dead end." The man who was breathing more than he was taking in said to a young swordsman. The swordsman said nothing.

"If you could go back in time, would you still dare to use your sword against an immortal?"

"Don't dare."

"what will you do?"

"I will kneel down like him."

"and then?"

"Learn the true method, walk the road ahead, and ask the sword Bai Yujing."

"Hahahahaha...cough..." The man laughed so hard that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He caught it with his handkerchief and threw it aside.

"So...do you know why you and your friend have similar talents, but the immortal only recruited him?"

"--Anti-bone."

The swordsman was originally kneeling, but now he stood upright.

His eyes were fixed on the king on the bed.

"Do you want to kneel down too?"

"It seems you heard something... Yes, Dashang will cooperate more closely with Buddhism from now on."

"No more immortals will come to Yongsheng to intercept the talents of our great merchants, and no more Confucian scholars will come to our Shang Kingdom to preach. We don't need to worry about offending the great saints, because we are also protected by the saints at this moment."

"Is this what you really think?" the swordsman asked.

"That will always be my true opinion."

The king, who was seriously ill, called in a great attendant.

The king pointed at him and said: "This is the top mountain of our Shang Kingdom. The place where he can protect the Shang Kingdom is only this one-third of an acre. Outside the palace, he is nothing."

"Nevertheless, he became an obstacle to further cooperation between Shang and Buddhism."

Only a country that is weak enough has enough reasons to be accepted with confidence.

"Three days later, I will die, and he will be buried with me... The Shang Kingdom will usher in a young king, and a period of time without the top of the mountain."

"Remember, we are weak enough, just leave everything to Buddhism."

"Why are you telling me this?" The swordsman lowered his head.

"I need someone who has the heart to draw a sword to teach the new king for me. I also need someone who can become the next peak of the Shang Kingdom after increasing investment in Buddhism."

"I leave these two things to you."

The swordsman was very surprised, "Why?"

What he really wants to ask is, why can I afford this?
Just based on the one-sided relationship in the restaurant?
Wang, who was lying on the bed, laughed again.

"Because I never miss anyone."

"Shang Guo can kneel down, but when he wants to stand up, he must use his sword to support him."

"Remember...if a gentleman takes something far away, he must be patient; if what he takes is great, he must be patient."

……

After the new king ascended the throne, he was busy with government affairs, but he had to go to Yulin Garden to learn swordsmanship every day.

The swordsman became the king's master, but he didn't have any airs.

He learned to restrain his sharp edge, and even the sword he used to kill was hidden in the void. He could not kill him from a distance. No one knew his true strength. Only King Shang regarded him as the most powerful swordsman in the world.

After all, the last words his father left to him were - "My father left you the most powerful sword in the world."

At that time, King Shang did not develop the composure of a king. When he was learning swordsmanship, he always liked to ask the same question, "Master, what is the most powerful sword move in the world?"

The swordsman never answered him.

Because the swordsman himself knows that the most powerful sword in the world——

"It is the sword of intolerance!"

(End of this chapter)