Great Thousand Robbers

"Where is the girl's position?"

Gu Que couldn't help but asked, he admitted that he had no fighting spirit, but this curiosity was still there.

"It's about people."

Ning Buhui's tone was calm and firm, and everyone's bodies trembled when they heard the words, and they couldn't help but suddenly looked at her.

In this crowd, some stand on their own body, some stand on their own home, some stand on their own city, and some leave the field on their own country, but who is looking at the entire human race?

There is no need for Gu Que to say much, everyone has already experienced it, and looking at each other in blank dismay, naturally many people are dissatisfied.

The woman in white was slightly stunned, and then said: "Mr., when you tell a book, every time you make people realize suddenly, ancient and modern stories, great trends in the world, shocking secrets, all come from the mouth of your self-esteem. I just don't know, where is your position?"

Hearing this, everyone quickly looked at him.

But Gu Que lowered his head and chuckled, his eyes became cloudier, and he murmured: "Small courtyard, enough food and clothing, two or three cats and dogs."

The woman in white narrowed her eyes and said, "Can you be more specific?"

Gu Que sighed, and said: "The wind is tuned, the city is quiet, and the old age is at peace."

The woman in white shook her head and said slowly, "Be more specific."

Gu Que said: "Yu Shun, the war is over, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

The woman in white said, "Be more specific."

Gu Que raised his head, his cloudy eyes seemed to have a different kind of power, and said in a deep voice: "Thunder and lightning, scorching sun, between heaven and earth."

The woman in white stood up, gritted her teeth and said, "Mister, please tell the truth!"

Gu Que also stood up, saying one word at a time: "Time and space, universe, grand universe."

A thunderstorm suddenly resounded through the sky and the earth, the ground was as white as day, the wind howled, and the heavy rain slapped densely on the windows, making a crackling sound.

There was constant rumble and lightning, and the faces of everyone in the inn were also uncertain.

After a long time, the oppressive atmosphere was suddenly broken by a chuckle: "The old gentleman said it well."

Like a flood of liberation, the shouts of everyone suddenly came out: "Okay! What a space-time universe, a grand universe."

"The old gentleman has a grand layout, which is beyond my reach!"

"It's a pity that you don't participate in politics, don't practice martial arts, it's really buried!"

"I am honored to be able to listen to this."

For a while, the hustle and bustle continued, Ning Buhui frowned and took a deep look at Gu Que, and couldn't help muttering: "Time and space, the universe, the grand universe."

She kept repeating this sentence, as if she had realized something, she sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes.

"What a high comprehension!"

The mysterious man in the coir raincoat and bamboo hat said in a deep voice, and looked at Gu Que with sharp eyes, but he didn't speak, but pulled out his knife suddenly!

The blade is long and thin, tough and soft, different from its domineering temperament, shining brightly.

Everyone's pupils constricted for a while, and they could tell that such a knife must be stained with blood!

Only a knife stained with blood could have such a sharp light.

But he didn't make a move. Instead, he turned his wrist, thrust forward, cupped his fists and bowed, "I'm very grateful for being taught today."

Seeing the changes in the rotation of his wrist, Gu Que's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was an invisible change in his face.

Immediately, he relaxed, and his gaze at the young man became complicated.

He sighed, and said slowly, "Son, who taught you your saber skills?"

The mysterious man's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "There is no school, no sect, duckweed in the world, it's not worth mentioning."

"very good."

Gu Que's gaze was softer, and he couldn't help but nodded in appreciation. He was not shocked by favor or humiliation, he was not disturbed in the face of danger, and he was submissive in adversity.

This child, he was indeed not mistaken.

Gu Que felt ashamed in her heart, and said softly: "My child, how is your state?"

The mysterious man frowned, and said coldly: "The peak of life and death, the breakthrough is only a line!"

Gu Que said: "Have you encountered any obstacles?"

The mysterious man glanced at Gu Que, his face calmed down, he put away his long knife, clasped his fists and said: "The sword technique is great, the vitality is overflowing, and the state of mind is also very stable, but just can't break through to reincarnation."

Gu Que nodded, and said: "There are shrimp balls on the plate, sixteen in a plate, can you chop them with a knife?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

His face turned serious, and he slapped the table with his left hand, and all sixteen shrimp balls on the plate flew up immediately, and then the long knife in his right hand was unsheathed, and in a flash of cold light, sixteen shrimp balls were chopped off in the air into two halves.

His knife is really fast, every shrimp ball is cut from the center, and the weight on both sides is almost the same.

But Gu Que shook his head and said, "No, that's not the case, I want you to cut it off with one blow."

"A knife?"

Everyone around has changed color, these are sixteen shrimp balls!Flying scattered in the air, no matter if you cut it from any angle, it is absolutely impossible to cut it all off!

The mysterious man's face became more and more serious, and he moved to another table. With a slap with his left hand, the shrimp balls flew up, his eyes were sharp, and the long knife in his right hand came out again.

The moment he drew the knife, his demeanor changed completely, and he became extremely focused. His right hand seemed to have turned into a light and shadow, and the long knife trembled like satin. When the knife passed by, sixteen shrimp balls were broken into two halves at the same time.

With one strike, there are endless changes, and his sword technique has already stunned everyone.

And he himself couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But Gu Que shook his head again, and said gently: "Can you skewer all these shrimp balls with one knife?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help shouting.

"Old man, don't force others to make things difficult for you. Shrimp balls are so small that they are far inferior to the blade of a knife. How can they be strung together!"

"That's right, old man, if you don't know martial arts, don't talk nonsense. Shrimp balls can be broken as soon as you cut them. How do you wear them?"

The mysterious man's expression was not good, and he looked at Gu Que coldly, but Gu Que said slowly: "Pierce the shrimp ball with the tip of the knife, so that the two halves of the shrimp ball stick to the sides of the knife body, and the positions are opposite, which is a skewer." stand up."

The mysterious man was not a hesitant person. He slapped again with his left hand, and the shrimp ball flew up. Once with the long knife, the tip of the knife pierced the center of the shrimp ball, and the two halves of the shrimp ball immediately flew to the sides.

He frowned and shook his head.

Gu Que said: "Don't be discouraged, try again."

The mysterious man took a deep breath, his expression became more serious, the shrimp ball flew up, and stabbed out again.

This time his speed was not as fast as before, but the knife was still very stable, terrifyingly stable.

The tip of the knife pierced the shrimp ball, and the two halves of the shrimp ball slid towards the sides of the blade, and finally fell down.

There was a cold look in his eyes, this time without waiting for Gu Que's answer, he quickly patted a shrimp ball and passed it across the ground with a knife.

There was a flash of lightning outside the house, and everyone's eyes widened, only to see two halves of shrimp balls stuck to both sides of the blade.

All of a sudden, everyone exclaimed: "It's really possible!"

"Good precise power control."

But Gu Que smiled and said, "Do you understand?"

The mysterious man's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth: "Understood, there are details that people can't see in the control of power. The shrimp ball is soft and springy. It is difficult to pierce it and prevent it from flying out. It is even more difficult to stick to the blade. The knife must be stable. The speed has to be just right."

Gu Que said, "Is your knife stable?"

The mysterious man said: "I used to think it was very stable, but now I don't think so."

He looked at the shrimp balls on both sides of the blade, and said in a deep voice: "The shrimp balls are indeed stuck to the knife, but there is no correspondence between the two sides. This shows that the strength on both sides of my blade is not equal, and my knife is not stable enough. , the knife technique is not exquisite enough."

Gu Que nodded, looked at him more and more appreciatively, and smiled generously: "The accumulation of soil forms mountains, the wind and rain rise, the accumulation of water forms abyss, and the potential dragons grow. You practice your sword day and night, study hard, and the years and months are endless. The dust piled up, like rain falling, and it continued, and it became mountains and seas. But..."

Speaking of this, Gu Que paused slightly, and said: "The dust has reached a certain amount, and it accumulates into mountains, and the rainwater accumulates and gathers into abyss. But the mountains are formed without wind and rain, and the deep is formed without dragons. The quantity change is more than enough, but the quality change is not. String up this shrimp ball. Shrimp balls are like your soul under the sword, you can't even control your soul under the sword, how can you talk about great sword skills?"

"You haven't even mastered the most basic sword skills, and your moves haven't been perfected. How can you talk about state of mind? How can you talk about vitality? How can you talk about breaking through to the realm of reincarnation?"

The people around were already stunned, but the young man was silent for a long time, then suddenly half-knelt down, folded his fists and bowed his head in silence.

He looked ashamed and closed his eyes.

Gu Que said: "The man has gold under his knees. You and I have never met each other. Why do you kneel to me?"

The mysterious man said: "I am not kneeling to you, but kneeling to the truth."

What a familiar word!Gu Que's eye sockets were a little moist.

He nodded and said with a sigh of relief: "Do you want me to explain your doubts?"

The mysterious man said: "Please don't hesitate to enlighten me, Mr. Xue... the junior is very grateful."

Everyone also looked at Gu Que, with curiosity and respect in their eyes.

Gu Que's old fingers tapped on the desk lightly, as if recalling many bloody times, and murmured: "How can there be no teachings? If you don't climb a high mountain, you don't know the height of the sky. If you don't face the deep stream, you don't know the earth." If you want to create wind and rain under the sword and attract a pregnant dragon, have you ever climbed a high mountain to see the separation of yin and yang, and the rise of wind and rain? Have you ever stood in a deep stream to see the endless depths and the whereabouts of dragons?"

He turned back slowly, with gray hair all over his head, and sighed: "There are many things that no one else can help you with. What you need to do is not to ask others, but to ask yourself. I can only tell you In a word, the hidden ambitions, the clear light, the shady things, the illustrious achievements, everything is in words."

The mysterious man nodded, and the woman in white suddenly said: "Then, this is just a string of shrimp balls. What would it take to string all sixteen shrimp balls with one knife?"

Before Gu Que could speak, a shout suddenly came from outside the gate: "A bad old man, a bad storyteller, is he worthy of talking about nonsense and martial arts?"

Along with the figure, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a burly man with a height of eight feet rushed in, sneered: "A group of idiots, they turned martial arts training into an academic seminar! It's all nonsense , since the shrimp ball is the enemy, why did I want to kill it? Just shoot it to pieces!"

As he spoke, he threw out his palm, and all the shrimp balls on the dozens of tables in the hall shattered. The mighty vitality was terrifying, and the wind howled.

Everyone looked at him and saw that the upper body of this man was naked, his muscles were knotted like a dragon, and his every move was full of explosive power. The raindrops slid down his body muscles, making him look even stronger.

Gu Que sighed, shook his head and remained silent, while the mysterious man suddenly stood up, turned his head and said coldly: "Are you courting death?"