Zongwu: In the snow of storytelling, Li Hanyi rewards and urges updates

After all, the Wen Hua in Su Chen's words was completely a street kid.

They couldn't imagine how such a person could become the protagonist this time.

"Mr. Su Chen, are you sure this is Wen Hua you are talking about?"

Someone in the audience asked doubtfully.

Su Chen nodded and replied, "Of course."

The man asked again, "But how can such a person shine?

Such people are so common, you can just pick anyone up on the street, and even anyone you pick up on the street will be better than this Wen Hua.

How can Wenhua play the leading role in your words? "

This person's question immediately aroused everyone's agreement.

Most people think this way.

However, Li Changsheng on the second floor had a different view.

"I think if this culture can follow the martial arts, then it may have different achievements."

Li Hanyi suddenly wondered, "Master, why do you say that?"

Sikong Changfeng also had the same doubts and looked at Li Changsheng hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation.

Li Changsheng said leisurely, "The Tao is simple, and the same is true for martial arts. In fact, the simpler and purer a person is, the more likely he is to achieve unimaginable achievements in martial arts.

Wen Hua was able to reject Li Chungang because he didn't look down on his swordsmanship. After all, Li Chungang's swordsmanship could even be said to be unparalleled throughout the ages.But Wen Hua has his own way of swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship does not follow the footsteps of his predecessors.His swordsmanship has its own life, its own insights, and its own chosen path.

Therefore, such people will be favored by heaven, and the more likely they are to cultivate to the extreme." . "

"Most mortals are also laypeople, and there are too many of them.

Even if God wants to bestow something on someone.I'm afraid there's nothing Heaven can do about it, after all, there are too many people like this.If God bestows something on someone, it would be unfair to the same person.

If you are not a unique person, it is difficult to be recognized by Heaven. "

Li Hanyi and Sikong Changfeng nodded in understanding.

When their master is with them, he always says some incomprehensible words, just like a monk's quip. He seems to have said a lot, but in fact he seems to have said nothing.

Changsheng added another sentence, "If Wen Hua were from our world, I would indeed accept him as my disciple. Because he has received good teachings, his achievements will be greater than yours."

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Li Hanyi muttered a few words, somewhat disbelieving. After all, she was already in the realm of half-step fugue.

And how much achievement can an idle wanderer achieve, even if he is taught by Li Changsheng?

"You don't understand what a child of destiny is."

Li Changsheng shook his head and said, "The so-called Sons of Destiny's cultivation does not improve steadily at all. Their realm may soar overnight.

It's like a state of enlightenment.

Even if they gradually improve their strength, their strength is improving by leaps and bounds, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

Well, we have this example before us. "

Li Changsheng curled his lips and pointed at Su Chen who was smiling on the stage.

On the storytelling table, Su Chen continued, "And this time, as soon as Xu Fengnian came to Tai'an City, he heard that there was a swordsman named Wen who picked up a wooden sword and fought two top masters in succession. He lost and got the name "Wen Bu Sheng".

Although this title sounds embarrassing, the two people he faced were Cuihua, the swordsman of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, and Lu Baijie, the great swordsman who had also been famous for a long time.

There are not many people in the world who can fight with these two people.

Xu Fengnian knew Wen Hua's worth and didn't think he would have such great ability. Although he was curious about who this person was, he didn't take a look in person.

Just because he missed this incident, Xu Fengnian regretted it for the rest of his life. "

"And the reason why Wen Hua is able to improve so quickly is because the person who taught him martial arts was Huang Sanjia.

After Huang Sanjia found Wen Hua, he taught him two sword skills.

These two swords were borrowed by Huang Sanjia from the sword-eating old man Sui Xiegu.

But these two simple swords have great knowledge behind them.

As long as Wen Hua reaches a higher level and can combine these two swords into one, he can become a land god and become one of the top ten masters in the world.

This is the power of Huang Sanjia and the power of Sui Xiegu.

As for Huang Sanjia's real purpose, besides being optimistic about Wen Hua's pure mind and suitability for sword practice, he was also calculating people's hearts. "

".' Huang Sanjia knew that Wen Hua had two things he wanted most: one was to become a world-famous swordsman; the other was to marry the No. 1 prostitute in the capital, Li Baishi.

These two wishes are already huge dreams for Wen Hua, who comes from a humble background.

So, Huang Sanjia put these two things in front of Wen Hua and said to him: "Go kill someone."If you succeed, Li Baishi will be yours. You two can fly together in the future, and you can become a hero that everyone respects. '

Wen Hua was grateful to Old Huangtou, who taught him martial arts, and said, "Even if you ask me to kill the emperor, I will do it." '

And when Huang Sanjia told him that the person he wanted to kill was Xu Fengnian, the prince of Northern Liang, the brother who had traveled with him in the world.As long as he kills Xu Fengnian, he can become the most famous swordsman in the world and marry the most beloved girl.The greatest pleasure in life is nothing more than this! "

"Huang Sanjia has always had every plan in his life, but he miscalculated Wen Hua's heart. He thought Wen Hua would hesitate, at least struggle, and eventually betray his brother in the face of interests.

But Wen Hua didn't hesitate at all. He cut off an arm, limped a leg, severed all the muscles and veins in his body, abolished all his martial arts, and dragged his remaining body away resolutely.

He said to Huang Sanjia: "In my hometown, if you borrow money from someone, you have to pay back twelve or thirty taels."You taught me Wen Hua the sword. I will give up all my martial arts skills and give you an arm and a leg. From now on, I will owe you nothing! '

A moment ago, he had dreamed of becoming the most famous swordsman in the world!Dreaming about traveling around the world with the woman you love!

But for his brother Xu Fengnian, whom he had only known for a year, he resolutely gave up all this! "

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Chapter 164: Weeping when hearing this, saddening the listener [Please order the full version, please customize]

"This bloody man in the snow squatted down at the corner, with only a bloody wooden sword left in his hand.

The young ranger's eyes were blurred with tears, he smiled sadly, stood up, pointed the wooden sword at the wall, and broke it hard.

Since then, there has been no Wen Hua news from the Jianghu. This wooden swordsman who has been famous all over the world since he came out of the Jianghu, left the Jianghu overnight with the most resolute desolation.

In the bone-piercing snow, he said one last thing to himself.

'No more sword practice. '"

I was silent when I heard it and shed tears when I heard it.

The whole place was silent. Even the old men could not help but sob softly.

The sentence "I won't practice swords anymore" means that a young ranger's dream of becoming a martial artist is completely shattered.

The wooden sword that was more important to Wen Hua than his life was broken by himself.

How would Wen Hua feel at that time?

Whether he is sad or desperate, no matter what his mood is, he will definitely not regret such a move.

"As soon as I entered the Jianghu, I left the Jianghu. I exchanged my limbs for limbs. I left the Jianghu with my broken wooden sword. I am a gentle man and a knight-errant."

Shen Bi murmured, the corners of his eyes moist.

This is probably the most unseen tragedy for literati.

Love cannot be found, hate cannot be separated, and feelings are difficult to calm down.

Wen Hua loved the world, but for the sake of his brothers, he chose to break his sword and leave the world without hesitation.

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His body hurts, and his heart hurts even more.

This is love that cannot be achieved, and it is difficult to reconcile with one's will.

Because he is a literati, Shen Bi does not have deep feelings for other warriors. Instead, he has more empathy for this ordinary ranger who is struggling at the bottom of the world.

In particular, this understatement seems to be as good as whether it is a big deal, but when you really hear it, it is so easy to make people's noses sore, and then they burst into tears.

Shen Bi quietly wiped away his tears.

"If you don't let me practice swordsmanship, it's better to let me die!"

This is what Wen Hua once said.

"I don't practice swords anymore."

This is what Wen Hua says now himself.

For Xu Fengnian, Wen Hua chose an ending that was even more unacceptable to him than death.

In the heavy snow, dragging the body with difficulty while walking, leaving a shocking trace of blood on the road. This scene is probably the most difficult to say goodbye to and makes people cry.

"Eh……"

Shen Bi sighed and sat down quietly, with a hint of loneliness in his peach blossom eyes.

"I can never learn Mr. Su Chen's story, nor can I evaluate it.

What he told didn't even look like a story, but the lives of flesh-and-blood people.It's a real (bafb) thing that happened. "

Shen Bi sighed quietly, took the pen holder from Qingsheng, picked up another piece of rice paper, and wrote a paragraph with a flourish.

"A happy and stubborn man, sincere, true and kind. He is a true man who can take things up and let go. He is capable of bending and stretching. He is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is quite resourceful."

After writing, Shen Bi put down his pen, looked at the words he had written, and tore them into pieces.

"boss."

Qingsheng asked softly, not understanding what the boss meant. It was clearly written well, but why did he tear it up?

Ignoring Qingsheng, Shen pen paused for a moment, then picked up the pen and wrote four words.

"Ranger Wen Hua."

All adjectives are inferior to these four words.

On the second floor, Li Changsheng sighed deeply, "It's such a pity for such a man."