I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 365: Discussing the Sword Zi Yihou!
"Finally. Success!"

After experiencing the torment of life and death, as the last drop of old blood was discharged, the little princess's body was filled with fresh blood. Compared with the original old blood, the new blood contained greater vitality and energy. , strengthening her body all the time!

"This is the legendary marrow cleaning and blood exchange. Although the process is very painful, I have to say that this feeling is really amazing!"

Feeling the sharp increase in the powerful internal force in her body, the little princess couldn't help but have a smile on her face. An indescribable surprise made her feel a little incredible. Her whole person seemed to be in a cloud, even herself, I can't tell whether this moment is real or illusory.

"Give me the Bodhi seed."

At this moment, Ding Xiu spoke, and while he was speaking, a hand was already stretched out, and there was no sign of a fight for it. The Bodhi seed that the little princess held tightly in her hand, at this moment, quietly returned to Ding Xiu's possession. Under control.

"you"

The little princess reacted and was about to speak when Ding Xiu said calmly: "If I were you, it would be best to take a bath now, then retreat for three days, and take advantage of this great opportunity to improve your internal strength as much as possible. .”

After saying this, Ding Xiu paused for a moment before continuing: "In the way of martial arts, the cultivation of internal strength is very important. Although you have my help to cleanse the marrow and exchange blood, in the process, you can understand the innate wonderland and even have great internal strength." I’m making progress, but if I want to become a true master, I’m still not quite there yet.”

"Thanks for reminding me, I understand."

As the little princess spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, and quickly asked: "Thanks to your help, I am where I am now, but I still don't know your name."

"Ding Xiu."

Without any intention of covering up, Ding Xiu immediately reported his name and said: "The reason why I help you is because your sword bones are originally extraordinary. If you can get this good fortune, you will definitely become the best in the world in the future." Swordsman, do you think so?" After saying this, Ding Xiu suddenly turned his eyes and looked out the door.

"Yes!"

At this moment, a reply came from outside the door, and immediately, a middle-aged man wearing a purple satin brocade robe and a king's crown, with an extremely majestic demeanor, entered the room and came into view.

"Zi Yihou!"

Although it was their first meeting, Ding Xiu accurately called out the person's name the moment they met.

"It's down."

The person who came was none other than the owner of the five-color sailboat. Zi Yihou. At this moment, his eyes were also focused on Ding Xiu. He bowed his hands and said, "I was outside the door just now. I saw you with your magical power. Please help me." My daughter's marrow was washed and her blood exchanged. This kindness is something that the Marquis of Ziyi will not dare or forget."

Facing Ding Xiu, when he responded, although his face was still calm and calm, his expression was as firm as a jade sculpture, but in fact, a huge wave was set off in his heart.

But it turned out that the Marquis in Purple Yi had learned the news about Ding Xiu from the maid on the ship, so he came to the little princess's house. Standing outside the door, although he clearly heard Ding Xiu's words, he could not notice Ding Xiu. The slightest breath, this alone, made him understand that Ding Xiu was not an ordinary martial arts master.

After that, Ding Xiu took out the marrow-cleansing pill and helped the little princess wash the marrow and exchange blood, which allowed him to further realize the power of Ding Xiu. And now, Ding Xiu has destroyed Xingzang. At this time, how can Ziyihou No one knows that the smiling young man in front of him is a peerless master that has never been seen before.

"Dad! You're here!"

Seeing Ziyihou, the little princess jumped up with joy and threw herself directly into Ziyihou's arms. Ziyihou also ignored the blood-stained appearance of his daughter, and instead touched the little princess's little head lovingly, feeling in his heart Yidong said: "This girl is completely different now. She is different from ordinary people. It seems that this person does not have any malicious intentions."

He dotes on this daughter so much that it is more important than his own life. He often thinks that when he is alive, this daughter is a princess in the martial arts world, with infinite honor. Once he dies, he is afraid that all kinds of people will covet him. Wealth, martial arts, monsters and monsters will come looking for her, and the little princess will be in a worrying situation.

The purple-clothed Marquis is proud of the seven seas, and is more noble than a prince. He has long regarded wealth, glory, and even life and death as indifferent. However, he is very worried every time he thinks that if he is gone one day, the little princess will be helpless.

It is precisely because of this that he attaches great importance to the progress of the little princess's martial arts. Only when the little princess fails to learn martial arts, will he be cruel and reprimand the apple of his eye.

And when his senior brother, Jinyihou Zhou Fang, arrived, Ziyihou went to great lengths to keep him, just so that Zhou Fang could teach the little princess some more skills so that she could protect her body and life in the future.

It is a pity that Zhou Fang has a high level and passed down the art of flower arrangement. After all, the little princess is too young, so she only learned the art of flower arrangement. It is not that the little princess is not smart enough, but it is actually difficult to enter the Tao, which requires not only innate talent , wisdom, perseverance, and more importantly, timing and chance!
Therefore, the moment he saw Ding Xiu, Ziyi Hou couldn't help but feel something in his heart. But before he could speak, Ding Xiu said: "Let's put aside the kindness for the moment. Let me ask you, since you are a swordsman, Do you know what the sword is?"

Hearing this, Zi Yihou was slightly startled, and then responded calmly and calmly: "In my opinion, there are five types of swords in the world. One is sword play. In fact, doing things for fun in the name of sword is inferior. The second is sword skill, which is more skillful than a soldier. The method of practicing the original method is average. The third is sword skill, which is upgraded to art. Between movement and stillness, it is natural, which is superior. The fourth is the heart of the sword, which can be turned and turned at will. When a sword is made, it will not be condensed into things, and it will not be hindered by the mind. The fifth is the way of swordsmanship, enlightenment of the sword and understanding of the world, the way of Taoism and nature, and the completion of three thousand causes and effects. Do you think it is true?"

"it is good!"

When Ding Xiu heard this, he immediately put his hands on his hands and laughed, and couldn't help but praise loudly: "The words of Marquis Zi Yi, every word of which is precious, can give a clear insight into the swordsmanship in the world. He is indeed the master of the five-color sailboat."

"Thank you."

Zi Yihou studied swordsmanship and pursued swordsmanship all his life. At this moment, when he heard Ding Xiu, a strong man with unparalleled martial arts skills praising him even though he was young, he couldn't help but have a look of pride on his face. Then he asked: "In your opinion, what is a sword?"

"The sword is made of iron. It moves by the heart, lives by the blood, communicates with the spirit by holding it, and dies by non-thoughts." Ding Xiu replied: "Martial arts in the world begins with art, and turns martial arts into Tao. , then he will support the world, and the swordsman will not be able to defeat anyone on his left or right, and his skills will be winning and sharp. As for the Mahayana, he will be able to defeat all strongholds, except his speed."

Zi Yihou asked again: "How to learn the sword?"

Ding Xiudao: "People who practice swordsmanship start with the sword. They must first make the sword calm and steady, with no distractions, and then gradually become clear in the sword's mind. See the sword as a person and the sword as a friend. Then you can understand the essence of the sword. When you use it again, Every movement is natural, no longer limited to moves or routines. From then on, it gradually breaks away from the category of swords. Everything in the world, every plant, tree, sand, stone, and dust can all be made into swords. Move your heart as you please, and the sword will follow your heart. Go where the road goes, and where the sword goes!"

Hearing this, Zi Yihou couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "In my life, I have studied thousands of sword techniques in the world, but I am still in the realm of sword heart. As for the realm of sword art, it is far behind!" He said After a slight pause, he couldn't help but ask: "I wonder if your Majesty, could you tell me where your sword is?"

"People who practice swordsmanship in the world are like crucian carps crossing the river. They don't know how many directions they have. In my opinion, there are six realms of swordsmanship. There is no high or low in the Tao, only depth. It's nothing more than this."

As he spoke, Ding Xiu seemed to have thought of something, with a look of deep emotion on his face; "The first is Shinto. The so-called Shinto is to become a god with a sword, to take the name of god, to be ruthless and without hatred. I know only those who have mastered this swordsmanship." , named Ximen Chuixue.”

"Ximen Chuixue?"

When Zi Yihou heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, because it was a name he had never heard of before, just like the Ding Xiu in front of him. Although he had unfathomable martial arts skills, he had never heard of it. However, it is too incredible that such a number one person exists in the world.

Ding Xiu did not introduce much and said to himself: "The charm of Ximen Chuixue does not lie in his lightning-like drawing and drawing of the sword; it lies in the string of blood that slipped off the blade when he retracted the sword. Therefore, What Ximen Chuixue blows is not snow, but blood. Those who always want to catch up with him will never reach his level, because when they blow the blood flowers off their swords, they only feel the joy and excitement of victory, but Ximen Fubuki felt no pain, but at that moment, what flashed through his eyes was indescribable helplessness and sadness. He had already left this world."

"Ximen Chuixue is a lonely man, and his sword is a killing sword. He said, 'My sword is not for looking at. When you pierce their throats with your sword and watch the snowflakes bloom under your sword, if you can If you can see the brilliance of that moment, you will know that nothing can compare to that kind of beauty. This is Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship!"

"Worship the sword as a god? Good swordsmanship!"

Although he had never seen it before, at this moment, after hearing Ding Xiu's words, Zi Yihou couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. With his martial arts experience, it was not difficult to deduce just a few words in Ding Xiu's words. Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship is so magnificent.

Ding Xiu said: "You praise him very much, because he has regarded killing as a sacred and beautiful thing. He has dedicated his life to this thing. Only when killing people, he is truly alive. When the time came, he was just waiting."

"Learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, he has achieved success in seven years, and has been invincible throughout his life. Before entering the world, Ximen Chuixue was obsessed with the way of swordsmanship. He could not kill for himself, money, or hatred, but only to prove the way of swordsmanship. By killing people, he has gained his first glimpse of the way of the sword. After entering the world, he enters the way of the sword with respect. Sincerity and integrity are the essence of the sword."

"When Ximen Chuixue was practicing swordsmanship in the beginning, he entered a state of forgetfulness. Being sincere with the sword will lead to success. Sincerity is not what it used to be. It has not changed for more than ten years because of the passage of time. Only when Ximen Chuixue entered the rivers and lakes did he have to be sincere before killing people. Fasting and bathing is a sign of sincerity to the sword; killing everyone who deserves to be killed, and never killing innocent people indiscriminately is a sign of sincerity to others; holding a sword to protect one's true love is a sign of sincerity to love. Being sincere to the sword only means that you can enter It's just the way of the sword; only by being honest with others can you realize the Tao, and by being honest with emotions can you use the Tao for your own use. As the saying goes, only by being able to be extreme with emotions can you be extreme with the sword."

"What a man who is true to the sword, true to people, and true to love!"

When Zi Yihou heard this, he couldn't help but praise again: "I really didn't expect that there is such a peerless swordsman in this world. I wish I could meet him and discuss swordsmanship. Regardless of victory or defeat, this life will be in vain!"

"There may be such an opportunity in the future."

Ding Xiu responded vaguely and then said: "The second way of swordsmanship is the devil's way. The devil's way of swords. People who are addicted to swords and become demons. The one who masters this swordsmanship is called Dugu Qiubai."

"Dugu Qiubai, what a loud tone!"

As soon as she raised her head, the little princess screamed in dissatisfaction. In the little girl's heart, if there was anyone in the world who could be called invincible, if she looked at the world and could only be defeated, it would be her father. Ziyihou.

But at this time, Ziyi Hou seemed extra humble and scolded quickly: "Quiet!"

The little princess quickly closed her mouth, but stared straight at Ding Xiu with her eyes. However, Ding Xiu turned a blind eye and said to himself: "If Ximen Chuixue has three sincerities, he is sincere to the sword and to people. , sincere in love, Dugu Qiufei’s life can be described as four swords.”

"The first sharp sword: sharp and fierce, indestructible! The second soft sword: the sword is like lightning, as fast as the wind! The third heavy sword: the heavy sword has no edge, and is ingenious and inefficient! The fourth wooden sword : Not stuck in things, no sword is better than a sword."

"What kind of person can be invincible in the world? What kind of sword can conquer the world? Dugu Qiubei is such a person, and Dugu Qiubei has such a sword!"

"In the Sword Tomb on the Barren Mountain, thousands of words have turned into nothing, and all kinds of hatred still remain: I have been in the rivers and lakes for more than thirty years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes. The world is no longer able to resist, and I have no choice but to live in seclusion in the deep valley, with the eagle as my friend. Woohoo "If you seek a rival in your life but cannot find one, you will be lonely and embarrassed."

"This is Dugu Qiubai, the devil in the sword, addicted to the sword and entering the devil's way, and using the devil's way to prove the sword!"

Hearing Ding Xiu's words, Ziyihou finally couldn't help but sighed again: "Ximen Chuixue, Dugu Qiubai, what a divine way, what a demonic way, my generation is far behind, but, I have been walking around the world for many years, why have I never heard of it?" Pass these two people?"

"this one"

When Ding Xiu heard this, he was slightly startled. He would not say at the moment that these two people were from another world. He just smiled slightly and said: "I will answer you about this question in the future. As for now, let's continue discussing swords." !”

"Okay."

Zi Yihou did not forget the business. After he realized what was going on, he nodded calmly, but there was inevitably a trace of regret in his expression. Of course, more of it was expectation. After all, at his level of martial arts and swordsmanship, blindly practicing hard can no longer make much progress. Therefore, at this moment, he is very much looking forward to what Ding Xiu, this unexpected guest, can bring to him. Shocking.
(End of this chapter)