Five Elements Heaven

A thin and old figure shuttled through the mountains and forests, with unkempt hair and a face covered in smoke. The wrinkles on his face are like black steel wrinkles formed by layers of molten iron gradually solidifying, hard and vigorous. His eyes were exceptionally clear, like a baby's.

When Le Buleng left Tianxin City, he did not fly, but walked along the barren mountains towards the Emerald Forest.

Travel during the day and meditate at night. When you are hungry, you pick wild fruits and kill wild animals; when you are thirsty, you drink from the stream. Measuring the earth with your footsteps, you feel that the earth remains unchanged and life is as humble as dust. Look up at the sky and get lost in the vast starry sky where countless geniuses have written their legends.

He recalled something from his childhood. His talent was neither the best nor the worst, but his temper was undoubtedly the worst. After so many years, even at such an old age, my temper has not improved at all.

Just like Impact Grandmaster, it fails every time.

Failure and ridicule are probably the things he has experienced the most in his life.

There was too much content and he needed to recall it slowly. The courage he had forgotten slowly became vivid.

His youth, beliefs and dreams, pride and perseverance are all contained in these various courages.

There is the courage to make a desperate move, the courage to survive with a broken arm, and the courage to start over.

There is the courage of youth, the courage of adulthood, and the courage of old age.

He once sat upright in front of the desk under the bright window and was filled with longing. He once soaked his clothes with sweat, regardless of whether it was cold or hot. He once held the power of a high authority. He once climbed to the top of the Ten Thousand Peaks to gaze at the sky, pick the moon, drink and sing wildly. He once He has stepped on broken glaciers and seen the rolling snowfields. He has walked alone in the desert for thousands of miles and chased the sunset to see the solitary smoke rising into the sky. He has leaned on the city wall and watched thieves and bandits scurrying around and begged for mercy. He has been a hero and his blood turned pale when he heard his name to his face. Bow down and listen to the instructions.

In the first half of my life, the world ridiculed me, calling me weird but not proud, laughing at me and then defeating me.

In the second half of his life, he was a guest at the Liyun Seat, and everyone in the world was afraid of him and would not give up.

Ups and downs, sadness, joy, pain, hatred but no regrets.

When he recalled his magnificent life, all the troubles in Tianxin City, the rise and fall of the world, the sorrow and glory of all living beings, and all kinds of disturbing thoughts, they were like scattered smoke and disappeared in the wind.

The heart is like glass, untainted by dust.

In this way, he made final preparations before the war. Le Buleng at this time is an ascetic believer with a devout pilgrimage. The saint in his heart is the upcoming battle and his life.

Eight times of failure, eight times of struggle, and eight times of enlightenment.

Walk and stop, think and sleep.

I am like a rusty lone sword cutting through the rain and cutting through the wind without a sharp edge, and my bare feet are like an old vine climbing a cliff, looking at the Emerald City from a distance with cold eyes.

I have seen the scenery of the world, tried all the heroes in the world, and exhausted my life as a master.

Walk with your head held high and sing a long song.

Le Buleng only has one battle left in this life.

In the bamboo forest among the pine valleys, the blue and white pattern under Duanmu changes again at dusk.

Blue and white, the 1,200th species.

In Heiyuzui Mountain, a windmill sword is stuck diagonally on the ridge. The colorful windmill at the tail of the sword points directly to the sky, and when the wind blows, it will whir and turn.

The sun shines through the windmill sword, casting large swathes of shadows in scattered patterns. Everyone hid in the shadows and sat around, taking advantage of the break to replenish their energy.

Shi Zhiguang's face was full of frustration, his eyebrows were drooped, he held his chin and looked at the ground without saying a word.

His performance today was terrible. He couldn't grasp the rhythm of holding the sword well, and he failed several times in a row. Each sprint of the windmill sword needs to be consistent with the attack of the sword tower. In addition, any sprint cannot exceed fifty feet, and the direction must be changed.

With the lightning speed of the Windmill Sword, he needs to maintain extremely high concentration, and he will make mistakes if he loses his focus even a little bit.

Gu Xuan sat down next to him, patted his shoulder and comforted him: No one can do it better than you!

These are not polite words.

Although Shi Zhiguang is tall and honest, he looks like a big man who is good at brute force. But among the three sword wielders, he has the most outstanding talent and the best performance.

Shi Zhiguang remained silent. Such words could not give him any comfort. Having just discovered his talent, he was eager to achieve something.

Will it go back to the way it was before?

After experiencing respect and envy, life is like being painted with bright colors, and you can no longer stand the sterility of black and white.

Gu Xuan didn't know how to persuade Shi Zhiguang, but seeing that he was in such a low mood, he felt like he wanted to say something.

Shi Zhiguang!

In another corner, Ai Hui, who had just put down the Yuanli soup, shouted loudly in this direction.

Shi Zhiguang's body trembled, he hesitated, and walked towards Ai Hui with his head lowered.

Gu Xuan was worried that Shi Zhiguang would be scolded, so he quickly followed him.

sit.

There was no emotion or anger in Ai Hui's tone. He had a thin figure covered with bandages and two black chips on his face.

Normally, everyone secretly laughs at how funny the boss's look is. But at this moment, Shi Zhiguang didn't find it funny at all. He felt guilty in his heart, always feeling that there must be murderous intent under the bandage.

Shi Zhiguang muttered: I, I just need to stand.

Ai Hui snorted coldly: I told you to sit down, and now you start to disobey orders?

Shi Zhiguang's heart trembled, and he quickly sat down, put his legs together, put his hands on his legs, and sat upright.

Gu Xuan secretly thought that something was wrong, and he made up his mind that if Shi Zhiguang was punished later, he would ask for mercy.

Ai Hui coughed lightly: Why are you so downcast? It's not your fault that you didn't do well. The Windmill Sword is a new weapon, and everyone is trying to figure it out. Failure is normal, it's not a big deal. Failure can be tolerated, but you can't lose your fighting spirit, you If you look so downcast again, I’ll find someone else!”

Shi Zhiguang quickly raised his head and raised his chest. His strong chest muscles were almost as strong as those of an orangutan. He quickly said: Boss, I have the will to fight!

Gu Xuan glanced at Ai Hui in surprise.

In everyone's mind, the boss is an extremely strict person. In cultivation, as long as you make a slight mistake, waiting will definitely be a punishing practice. Moreover, all kinds of tricks emerge one after another, and even if you practice every day, you will still have to peel off your skin. Moreover, he does not show any mercy in his cultivation and is selfless, so everyone is very afraid of him.

However, although everyone complained, Ai Hui set an example, participated in training together, and held himself to the same standards, so everyone was convinced.

Last time, Ai Hui's feat of defeating the entire Thunder Sword by himself was even more admired by everyone.

I have to admit that Ai Hui is still very clever. What seemed like a nonsensical selection at first turned out to have practical uses. Moreover, the team members have some unique talents, but their personal abilities are average. Therefore, there are no arrogant people in the team. The atmosphere is very harmonious and the atmosphere is good.

Gu Xuan's mentality also changed unconsciously. I was used to being alone in the past, so I didn't feel much at all. Now, sweating with everyone every day, wielding the sword over and over again, and accepting punishment together, everyone's relationship has become much deeper without realizing it.

Especially some time ago, due to Ai Hui's injury, the task of leading everyone to practice fell on Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan started to develop a habit of taking good care of everyone.

Seeing that Shi Zhiguang was about to be punished, he quickly came over to beg for mercy, and that was it.

Ai Hui coughed again: Although the responsibility for the mistake is not yours, we still have to continue to make progress. Our life and death are all in your hands, Zhiguang.

Shi Zhiguang suddenly became excited, his face turned red, and he said loudly: This subordinate will definitely fulfill his mission!

When had he been taken so seriously?

When he thought about his great responsibility, he felt full of energy and wanted to rush to the Windmill Sword immediately and start a new practice.

Very good. Ai Hui nodded, as if he was very satisfied: However, it is useless to rely on blood bravery alone in battle. We also need to improve our strength. Therefore, in order to improve the strength of the sword wielder, I will help you Special training was carefully prepared.”

Shi Zhiguang frowned and shouted with all his strength: This subordinate must complete the special training!

He was determined to complete the special training regardless of the blood and sweat.

Ai Hui waved his hand: Not only you, all sword wielders must complete special training. Gu Xuan, call the other two people.

The other two sword wielders also ran over quickly and stood upright next to Shi Zhiguang. Compared with Shi Zhiguang's full fighting spirit, the two of them felt a little weak in their hearts. Ordinary training is so terrifying, but the special training from the boss's mouth will be so terrifying!

They are mentally prepared to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Other team members also came over. They were curious about what special training Ai Hui had prepared.

Seeing everyone coming together, Ai Hui coughed lightly: Sword wielders need to maintain a high degree of concentration for a long time. This is the most difficult part. This special training is also aimed at this. Therefore, our special trainers, embroidery!

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and then exploded.

Embroidery! Oh my God!

Isn't the boss crazy?

…

Shi Zhiguang, who was still excited just now, suddenly seemed to be frozen and dumbfounded.

The other two people also looked in disbelief.

Ai Hui snorted: Do you know anything about embroidery? Come on, Shi Zhiguang, tell me.

Shi Zhiguang stammered: I know, women embroider.

This familiar answer suddenly brought Ai Hui closer to the whirlpool of memory. In that familiar small courtyard, an old man once taught a young man.

Almost subconsciously, Ai Hui blurted out: One-sided! Superficial!

Embroidery requires Yuanli as the needle, and the thread is used to embroider. Is it easy? Threads vary in thickness, leather and cotton are soft and hard, and patterns are complex. Is it easy? A powerful embroiderer can control ten Yuanli needles at a time, and work together from different parts. Embroidery. As for the top embroidery workers, do you know how many Yuanli needles you can control at the same time?

How many?

The previous record was nine hundred and forty-nine...

No one noticed the deep nostalgia and longing in Ai Hui's hoarse voice. His flying thoughts fell on the small courtyard in the afternoon sunshine and the embroidery workshop where the looms kept making sounds.

Master, master, wife, and disciples have also begun to teach people embroidery.