My enemies became my companions

Chapter 452: Number One in the World (Two in One)

A nameless wild flower fell into his eyes. The sound of the wind continued, hitting his ears. Chen Yi had already pinched the flower and was looking at it. Many of the residual sounds had disappeared.

It was like a huge cloud passing across the sky, and my heart suddenly became quiet.

He touched his neck, as if he could still feel the wind blowing, like the wind from a sword, shattering many distracting thoughts in his heart.

Convey the mind through the sword.

She was not telling Chen Yi whether the so-called chivalry was a matter of honor and disgrace, nor was she arguing whether chivalry was hypocritical. Instead, she was telling Chen Yi to do what he thought in his heart. Why bother to suppress and worry about those people?

This is Min Ning’s intention and her way.

Chen Yi murmured: "So that's it."

Min Ning raised his head and asked, "So what, what do you understand?"

Chen Yi wanted to say something, but his heart suddenly felt empty. He raised his head and saw Min Ning's eyes sparkling like a ball of fire, reflecting the sky. He also kept looking up, wanting to see the sky with his own eyes.

Countless distracting thoughts were blown away by the wind, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart was also crushed to pieces. Because of Min Ning's words "hero", he took it as his identity when he left Beijing. He thought he was doing good deeds, but he was just confining himself in the prison of the word "hero".

Except for his lust, everything about him changes because of different people. He absorbs everything greedily like a whirlpool, whether it is Yin Tingxue's sorrow, Zhou Yitong's obsession, or Min Ning's chivalry... There are too many of these things, just like a blank paper, dyed with different colors by different people, and now. He has finally returned to his previous appearance.

"I'm out of the cage."

Chen Yi raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes breaking through the shadows of the trees, his heart was calm.

"I am free and at ease, and I don't know where I want to go..."

At this time, Min Ning asked: "Then do you know what I want to do now?"

"...I know." The lake breeze brushed across his face over the treetops. Chen Yi felt relaxed and comfortable, without any distracting thoughts. "You are wondering if you look heroic in my eyes, if I am impressed by you, if I will admit that you are my master and change my master secretly, and if you don't mind me taking my skills with me... Finally, Hero Min wanted to run over and kiss me, but was hindered by Yin Weiying's presence."

As a woman, Min Ning's cheeks became hot because of what she said, but she said generously:

"how about you?"

"Me?" Chen Yi suddenly laughed, jumped to the side of the lady in white, and hugged her, "I want to kiss Yin Weiying for you to see!"

Min Ning's eyes widened.

The nun's face was slapped unexpectedly, and it turned red instantly.

Originally, Yin Weiying was feeling a little complicated because of Chen Yi's words that he liked Min Yuechi more, but when Chen Yi suddenly kissed him, his expression immediately changed. All the disappointment disappeared, and he stood up straight, looking calm and relaxed.

Chen Yi was in a particularly good mood.

If we were in the capital, we would probably just want to set off fireworks and have a party.

It’s a pity that it’s not in the capital.

Chen Yi shook his head and smiled:

"This sword pond is also a cage."

He is trapped here temporarily, but it is much wider than the cage in my heart.

Min Ning looked at Chen Yi and said, "With your current state of mind, I think you can survive."

Chen Yi naturally understood what she said.

Even though he claimed to be "the best in the world" before, only when they really fought each other would they know what arrogance meant. But now it is different. Chen Yi has no distractions and is not far from the state of forgetting both himself and the world that Zhou Yitang had achieved.

Then how far is it from Wu Bu Yue?

Chen Yi pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go see Wu Buyu again."

Min Ning had no objection to Chen Yi's words.

When you look at the same thing at different times, you always have different moods.

As the Zen saying goes, "Look at the mountain as a mountain, look at the mountain as not a mountain, look at the mountain as a mountain again", the mountain is there and has never changed. What changes is the state of mind of the people. Once the mind changes, all thoughts change. Although the martial arts do not talk about sudden enlightenment or ascending to heaven in broad daylight, in this world where martial arts are favored by the destiny of heaven and earth, it still emphasizes understanding. Otherwise, why does Buddhism say: There is Buddha in everyone's heart? Why does Taoism say: The Tao is in all things. If you understand it, you will be in accordance with the Tao of heaven and earth, and the martial arts will permeate your body, and you will become a master of your own.

Chen Yi let go of Yin Weiying, turned around and walked away. He did what he said without any further delay.

Watching his back disappear, the nun glanced at Min Ning and compared the flowers she gave her with the various things she had given to Chen Yi. Needless to say, the conclusion was obvious. Yin Weiying's nose was slightly upturned, giving her a sense of indifference.

Min Ning didn't care at all. She and this nun had never been very close, even if they slept on the same bed in the future... No, they would never sleep on the same bed in the future.

Min Ning exhaled and whispered in his heart:
"Did you see the twinkle in his eyes?

It was raining, but I really gave him the flowers. Although it was a little hasty, the result was good. "

Zhuo Yu: “…”

Min Ning said sincerely, "Thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I would never have thought of this."

.........

Yinjian Mountain, Cangwu Peak.

Since late autumn, the higher stone walls on the cliff are covered with kudzu vines, and the branches are yellow and green, green and yellow. A girl in a light red cotton jacket pinched the leaves curiously, and they were so crisp that they made a crackling sound when touched.

There was a yellow dog at my feet, wagging its tail happily, wanting to eat the fallen leaves.

"Mrs. Huang, you can't eat this."

Yin Tingxue patted its head away, fearing that it would eat anything else. She had just finished practicing martial arts and was taking a short break so she played with Huang Nianger.

"What does it look like to play around?"

Suddenly, a voice that did not know whether it was sad or happy came.

The girl blinked and responded:
"I just practiced."

"Keep practicing."

Yin Tingxue curled her lips. She didn't know why Zhou Yitang was so angry. She wanted to listen, but Master Zhou was very wary of her and didn't want her to hear anything she shouldn't hear.

"Let's go, let's go... Huang Niang'er."

The little fox rolled his eyes and said casually:

"It's almost time for the peonies to bloom."

Huang Niang'er seemed to agree. She puffed at the kudzu vines and barked twice in response.

.........

Chen Yi walked along the mountain path.

The ground was neither flat nor steep, and the mountain top was neither far nor near from him. He took a few steps forward and reached the reeds. Seeing the old man's haggard appearance, he did not take it seriously. But now his mood had changed and he had put aside many distracting thoughts. He had to re-examine the words "number one in the world".

What Min Ning said before was right. Wu Buyu's realm was clearly lower than others, but in the past decades of Sword Pond, no one has escaped from his sword. Even Xiao Daoping, who was said to have become a sword immortal, died from one sword.

To what extent has Wu Buyu's sword power reached?
Under which sky is he standing?

Chen Yi sighed and said, "It's not easy to deal with."

After he finished speaking, he continued to move forward.

Before long, Chen Yi paused and looked forward.

His pupils shrank.

The leaves were flying in disorder, and a figure appeared and disappeared in the shadows.

The one-armed woman seemed to come out of thin air, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes, and slowly approached Chen Yi.

The sword intent on both sides was raging at first, like waves, but it calmed down in an instant, like a soft breeze blowing away.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yi asked in surprise.

He couldn't figure out why Zhou Yitang was here. The reason he came to Shantong City this time was because Lu Ying's fate was related to him, and Zhou Yitang couldn't go with him.

Fake, illusion?
Chen Yi pondered for a moment, and his hands moved silently.

Zhou Yitang stared at the traitor whom he hadn't seen for some time. His eyes were as sharp as swords, as if he could see Chen Yi's current state of mind at a glance.

Following Min Ning as "Zhuo Yu", Zhou Yitang could naturally observe everything through her eyes.

He also saw Chen Yi's distracting thoughts.

Normally, Chen Yi would not be affected by so many concerns. He would have some distracting thoughts, but not so many. The deepest reason was that she killed the upper and middle corpses of Chen Yi.

Although she didn't kill all three corpses at that time, she killed two of them but didn't make up for them. This was a hidden move that allowed her to subtly influence Chen Yi and make him return to the path of the Living Sword.

It is troublesome to have distracting thoughts in one's mind, but for Zhou Yitang, it is not difficult to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. After all, she understands him. After getting rid of them, Chen Yi, who has no distracting thoughts, is a rough diamond again. It's just that she originally thought that she had to wait for him to return to Yinjian Mountain, but unexpectedly, by chance, Min Ning got there first.

And now she appeared in front of Chen Yi, risking being exposed, because if she didn't polish herself now, she was afraid that someone else would get there first.

Zhou Yitang lowered her eyes and stared at him, confirming how much he missed her.

Then she saw...

Chen Yi handed over the nameless wild flower that Min Ning had given him, "I have prepared a gift for you. I'm giving it to you."

Zhou Yitang: “…”

There was a sudden silence on the mountain path. Chen Yi blinked his eyes and saw Zhou Yitang in front of him lying motionless. He was confused for a moment.

Soon he was no longer confused.

The one-armed woman said coldly: "You have played the game of borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha too many times."

Chen Yi's eyes widened and he said in surprise:

"It's really you..."

If it wasn't the real Zhou Yitang, he might not have failed to see through this trick, but he definitely wouldn't have said that he had used it too many times.

Chen Yi took the flowers back awkwardly, scratched his head, and then asked:

"How will you be here?"

To be honest, he would not be surprised no matter where Zhou Yitang appeared. With her realm, she was almost free and could go wherever she wanted.

Zhou Yitang hesitated for a moment and said, "Save you."

Chen Yi showed a look of surprise.

Zhou Yitang immediately asked: "Do you want to die?"

She looked at Chen Yi, whose neck moved slightly and was about to shake his head, but suddenly, he nodded.

"Yes, I just want to die." Chen Yi said with a smile.

The one-armed woman looked as if she were a well, "Why?"

The master was serious, but the rebellious disciple was still laughing. He said slowly, "Look at my master. He clearly cares about me but still feels regretful for the rest of his life. It's actually not bad."

This sentence is extremely annoying.

Zhou Yitang's expression did not change, and he replied: "Once is new, twice is familiar."

These words were extremely brief. Chen Yi felt a bitter feeling in his heart for some reason. He said helplessly, "Every time we haven't seen each other for a while, you always say something hurtful."

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Because it wasn't intentional, that's what hurts the most."

After saying that, Chen Yi sighed, put the flower back into his palm, and walked straight past Zhou Yitong towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing that he didn't stop, Zhou Yitang frowned slightly.

Before she could say anything, Chen Yi waved his hand and said:

"I'm afraid you have some conspiracy, so let me meet Wu Buyu first."

...............

Mountain top.

The thunder was still there, and thick clouds unconsciously pressed down on the sky, casting a dark hue, and an indescribable century of desolation between heaven and earth.

There is still the reed grass, there is still the sword grave, and there is still the white-haired old man who was once the best in the world.

The old man seemed to have become a part of this vastness.

Looking from afar at this moment, there seems to be no change, but Chen Yi's mood is different from before.

The best in the world...

These four words were so heavy that they weighed on my heart.

Chen Yi walked slowly, and in the silence he felt that a storm was about to come.

After a long while, he finally said, "Hey, do you want to drink?"

Wu Buyu's white hair fluttered and his head was slightly tilted. He seemed to have noticed the change in Chen Yi's mood and just smiled.

Chen Yi walked over, took out a wine gourd from the ground, and took out two wine bowls.

"Do you want to drink?" Chen Yi asked again.

Wu Buyu finally turned his head, glanced at him and said:

"You're not qualified to drink with me."

Chen Yi didn't care at all. He poured himself a glass of wine and started drinking. His cheeks turned slightly red.

The thunder struck, exploding the deep vastness of the sword pool that had existed for hundreds of years. No matter how fiercely the strong wind blew, it could not blow it away. Instead, it was trapped, crushed, and ground into a part of the vastness.

The old man was among them.

"When did you start holding a sword?" he suddenly asked.

Wu Buyu sat and stood among the reeds, his old skin hanging on his face, looking old. Under the skin was a sharp skeleton, but it was a sword that could kill people with blood.

Chen Yi recalled briefly and said, "I was about 20 years old. I had just arrived in the capital and joined the Jinyiwei and started practicing swordsmanship."

Wu Buyu lowered his white eyebrows slightly, still looking at the sword, and said:

“I started practicing swordsmanship after one year of entering Shangqing Dao. When I reached adulthood, no one could beat me. So I left the mountain gate and traveled far away to find a master. People were puzzled and I earned the name of a sword maniac. They were half surprised and half sighed.

I used this name for five years. After five years, no one in the world calls me that anymore. It's quite interesting to use it with a glass of wine when I'm free."

The old man in front of me was sitting among a group of swords, and his back should have looked desolate because he was alone.

However, Chen Yi saw that he and the Miscanthus grass had almost merged into one, and he himself was just a Miscanthus grass several meters tall.

Wu Buyu suddenly said, "You are touching Xiao Daoping's sword."

Just as the old man said, Chen Yi put his hand on Xiao Daoping's sword. In the past decades of this sword pool, only this person could put the sword within ten feet of Wu.

Chen Yi said without looking away: "He is better than others to be here."

The sword closest to Xiao Daoping was like a circle ten feet wide.

"When he drew his sword, he was indeed completely different from the other young men."

Wu Buyu didn't even raise his head.
"But when I killed him, it was no different than killing anyone else."

Chen Yi remained silent.

After transmitting his mind through the sword, Chen Yi was free of distracting thoughts and his state of mind had reached a higher level. He thought that Xiao Daoping, who killed the Three Corpses, was no more capable than him. But now it seemed that even if he could match Xiao Daoping, he would still be slaughtered like a chicken and his sword would be broken here.

But...how much is the difference?
As if sensing the subtle change in Chen Yi's mood, Wu Buyu said slowly:

"When you came here before, your state of mind was not as good as it is now."

"Yeah," Chen Yi said as a matter of course.

Wu Buyu pulled up a piece of silver grass with his two fingers.
"Back then you looked at me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky. Now it's different. You look at me like a mayfly looking at the sky."

As the old man spoke, his demeanor changed a little, and a piercing sharpness emerged from the vast yellow reeds.

Wu Buyu's body did not move, but his hands had moved, picking up the reed and bringing it over.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

The whistling of the wind on the mountaintop suddenly stopped, like a fish cutting through the ripples. The sword light flashed across the old man's withered palm, splitting the whole world in half. Chen Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly took a half step back, shuddering with fear. It was not until the thunder suddenly lit up his face that he saw that it was just a reed.

He seemed dazzled.

The wrinkles on Wu Buyu's eyelids were still squeezed. He slowly raised the reed grass into his hand and brushed over the thorny spikes.

He was silent for a moment. "Back then, I lost to Xu Qi and lost my position as the best in the world. He smashed my sword power with his ultimate martial arts. Amid the chaos, I suddenly realized that I was wrong before, and many people were and are wrong. Since they are wrong, they must be burned and destroyed. Therefore, I broke countless swords of great sword masters in the three places. Countless days and nights have passed. I also hoped that I was wrong, but I am still here, but those swords are gone.

What is said about a sword breaking all laws, and what is said about picking flowers and flying leaves as swords, are all empty talk. The sword is straight and has two edges. It has nothing to do with whether it kills people or saves lives. A sword is a sword, and a sword should just be a sword. It is just one of the heavens and the earth, and there is no difference between it and everything else in the heavens and the earth. It is just that people have given too much to it. The sword cannot replace the heavens and the earth. The sword... is not the Tao.

In order to make the sword a sword, the only way is to destroy the sword.

The so-called sword art is nothing but withered grass in a grave."

Wu Buyu suddenly laughed at this moment.
"Even if you are another Xiao Daoping, you are still far from it."

As the words fell, Chen Yi's whole body shook violently and his back felt cold.

The old man still sat on the ground.

The majestic sword force pressed down along with the sky.

A high mountain.

(End of this chapter)