Pride of Heaven and Dragon Slayer

Chapter 329 Regret, the finale ([-])

The eight-style lore is only one level away from the highest level.In the past, Ao Kuang didn't feel that lore had a great impact on people's emotions.But after completing the eighth form, Ao Kuang was terrified.The eighth state of mind is 'death'.The first seven poses correspond to the seven emotions of a person. Being able to see through the seven emotions does not mean that he can abandon the seven emotions, but what if he comprehends the true meaning of death that is lifeless and cuts off everything because of half a year of bloody battle?
The answer is obvious. After such a development, when the realm is completely stable, Ao Kuang will not only reap life without emotion when killing, but also become numb and ruthless in daily life. After a long time, Ao Kuang will become a person who only harbors violent killing A cold-blooded killing machine with a sense of superiority.

As the saying goes, those in the authorities are bewildered by the onlookers, and although Ao Kuang is aware of the appearance of killing, he still thinks that this is the same as the previous seven moves, which only have a slight impact and are not too harmful.

When it was time for the contest, there was no need for Ao Kuang to fight to the death with these Persian masters.Ao Kuang thought so, but those Persian masters did not intend to let Ao Kuang go.This is someone else's territory, and it is as difficult as heaven to leave without a sound.

Ao Kuang rode Lie Yan around the wilderness, in order to avoid trouble and make a living by hunting, even if it was less than three miles away from the town, he would take a detour.Even if I wronged myself like this, the journey was quite uneven.As time goes by, Ao Kuang gradually realizes that he seems to have changed a lot, and usually plays with Lie Yan to pass the boring time, but now there is no movement at all except for rushing, no smile, no play, even Missing Xie Xun, Xiao Zhao and others also showed some attitude of indifference.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, Ao Kuang didn't know what happened to him.Sighing emotionlessly and somewhat helplessly, Ao Kuang continued on his way.

At this time, the metropolis.De Shou looked at the sunset that was about to disappear and said to himself: "It should be soon, let him go to Persia to kill and torture, and the progress is really fast."

Deju's voice fell, and the surroundings were peaceful for a long time.But a voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, do you really want to fight at 'Wolong Pass'? He has just been killed for half a year."

Turning his head, De Shou pointed to the three-foot-thick intelligence letter on the ground and said: "You have all read the information. Every battle he has fought in the past six months has been transmitted by the black guards with detailed ins and outs. He was killed half a year ago. It is the sixth form, but now according to the analysis, he has entered at least the eighth form. But I still remember that in Wudang, he broke the "Xi, Le" in one day. After a month of galloping, he comprehended the sixth sword of "decline". It is not an exaggeration to describe it as rapid progress.”

"But why is it so fast? Because I haven't experienced enough things, I can't comprehend my own emotions and state of mind. According to this calculation, I will force him to separate from Xiao Zhao and his daughters and give him a chance. Threat with your life , in order to drive him to a dead end. Persia has nearly a hundred bloody battles in half a year, big and small, and is used to life and death every day. I don’t believe that he won’t think about it, and he won’t feel it. You have to strike while the iron is hot and let him Break through. Otherwise, he will become a cold-blooded killing beast without emotion in his life."

Hearing this, the plainly dressed Zhang Sanfeng said, "Brother."

Standing at the side were Xie Xun, Yang Xiao, Leng Xuanming and others who Ao Kuang thought should be humiliated and tortured in the cell.Most Mingjiao people looked hesitant, thinking about it. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang is in charge now, but Deshou in front of him is behind the plan.How could they be willing to be at the mercy of others, but Deokshou was strong, they could only swallow this breath.The expressions of Wudang and Shaolin are not much better than that of Mingjiao. Countless heroes in the Jianghu have been reduced to prisoner-like conditions, which makes them suffocate and suffocate.As the saying goes, there is no justice under power, and Deokshou has to do this matter, and there is no room for negotiation.

When the atmosphere in the main hall gradually began to be respectful, Zhao Min and his daughters were walking from the main entrance when they raised their shirts.Before the person arrived, he heard the cry of the baby in the silent hall.Xiao Zhao gently hugged the baby in his arms, coaxed him for a while, but when the crying stopped, Xie Xun smiled and said, "Come, let Grandpa hug you."

Before he could make a move, Dai Qisi on the side took the child first and said, "Brother Xie, it's not your job to coax the child. You'd better be quiet."

Because of the appearance of this little baby, the atmosphere in the hall quickly became warm.Zhang Sanfeng caressed the silver beard and said with a smile: "It's a pity that it's a girl. If a boy can be taught by me personally, this Tai Chi Kung Fu will be passed on perfectly, and Wudang will be revived in the future, haha, haha."

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, Xie Xun responded with some displeasure: "What's the matter with the girl? Fortunately, it's not a boy. If it was a boy, you would have snatched it directly. Let me tell you, you want to pass on your Tai Chi Kung Fu to whomever you like, don't think about my granddaughter." In a word, my granddaughter is mine and can only stay by my side."

"You, what are you?" After hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was about to refute, and Leng Xuanming followed, "Boys and girls are not important, and it doesn't matter whether you learn Tai Chi or not. This girl, like Minmin, is suitable for feminine martial arts , in terms of femininity, who here dare to say that they can beat me?"

Listening to what Xie Xun and others said, Xiao Zhao looked at the baby girl in front of him with a smile.Every time as long as everyone arrives together, this kind of scene is inevitable.According to what they said, this kid has good aptitude and is attractive. He is too young to practice martial arts. As the saying goes, a thousand moves are not as good as a single move.Therefore, we need to discuss with whom to learn from in the future before the child can practice martial arts.

The same scene was played out again, Wei Yixiao stepped forward to make an opinion at this time: "Each has its own strengths, why not draw lots."

"No, it is very suitable for this child to learn Taijiquan. You must not use this ridiculous method to make a decision."

"Although Tai Chi is good, it is difficult to master it, and Xie Xun's kung fu is too domineering. After all, only Xuan Ming's Divine Palm is purely feminine." Leng Xuanming said.

"My Mingjiao's "The Great Shift of the Universe" is the best. No matter what kind of femininity and domineering you are, why can't you do it with my teaching?"

"Yes, that's right." "Master, well said." "Our Mingjiao can't lose this person." Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and other Mingjiao confidants followed suit.

The men in the hall were either listening to their argument or looking at the crying baby.But Xiao Zhao, Dai Qisi, Yang Shan, Zhao Min, Yin Li Buhui and other women did not listen and coaxed the baby girl.

After a long meeting, hearing the noise gradually subside, De Shou hugged the baby and said to them: "Go ahead, keep arguing over there."

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the little baby in Deshou's arms looking at them and laughing, each of them blushed when they remembered the previous situation.The child seemed to feel the atmosphere suddenly quiet down, and couldn't help pouted.Seeing this, De Shou murmured lovingly: "Hehe, what a lively girl. I'll take you to see your father tomorrow. Haha."

'Hoo' Ao Kuang exhaled in various ways, looked at the desolate boundary in front of him, and thought of the word 'Wolong' on the previous boundary marker.Ao Kuang shook his head expressionlessly and continued to move forward.

Deju looked at the figure approaching from a distance with a hesitant wry smile.Glancing at Xie Xun and the others surrounded by black-clothed guards, Deshou said via voice transmission: "You are prisoners now, don't show your flaws."

"Don't worry, brother, it will take half a year, so why not wait for a while."

On the not-so-short road, Ao Kuang walked extremely slowly.Looking at Deokju who was coming in front of him, Ao Kuang asked, "Where's Xiao Zhao?" 'When the guard in black got the gesture from Deshou from the distance, he immediately opened the encirclement, revealing Xie Xun and others in the middle.

Nodding his head faintly, Ao Kuang no longer showed the slightest pretense and directly drew out his long knife and looked at him indifferently.

Seeing this situation, De Shou smiled wryly: Disciple, you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't practice lore.Master can only fight with his life for one time now, whether you can realize it or not depends on your luck.

De Shou's whole body was in full swing, attacking Ao Kuang mercilessly.Looking at the running figure indifferently, without evading or retreating, he raised his knife on the spot to head-on. With a sound of 'ding', Ao Kuang's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of disbelief and surprise disappeared in the blink of an eye. He didn't believe that De Shou caught the knife with both hands unscathed, and was amazed that the invulnerable glove was worn on De Shou at this time. Shou hands.

Ao Kuang Mo Ran took the opportunity to counterattack without emotional fluctuations, the second strike, the third strike... the seventh strike in the blink of an eye.The lightning-fast move made Deju pay the price of three wounds to escape.This time, Ao Kuang held a knife in both hands and rushed forward with eighty times the strength of his whole body.

With a loud shout, De Shou opened his chest wide open, desperately trying to survive, allowing the arrogant blade to cut a centimeter deep wound on his chest.Immediately afterwards, a total of nine fists and thirteen palms with both hands attacked Ao Kuang.

The serious injury receded, and the blood spurted out.The strongest eight moves have passed, Ao Kuang still has no emotion, no depression, no unwillingness, only ruthless indifference.

At this time De Shou stepped forward, without waiting for Ao Kuang to resist, he immediately slapped four palms, one palm on the chest, one palm on the left shoulder, and one palm on Ao Kuang's left elbow.With the last palm, Deju cleverly held a red flaming elixir between his fingers. With the fourth palm, Deju hit Ao Kuang's jaw. When his mouth involuntarily opened, the red elixir followed With a backhand shake, De Shou sent it into Ao Kuang's mouth.

Ao Kuang felt that as soon as the thing he swallowed entered his stomach, he felt as if his body was tormented in a sea of ​​fire, from the inside out like a volcano was about to erupt.The burning pain was unspeakable.Always tortured like this, Ao Kuang's face is ferocious, but his eyes still have that indifferent expression.

Seeing this, De Shou was determined to die.The figure stepped forward and stretched out the palm, with a full body of skill, and a vicious look of killing people.

It was as if magma was churning in his belly, and Ao Kuang's muscles were stiff and tense, watching De Shou attack but helpless.Deshou's moves are fierce, focusing on the dead spots of the human body, and the fire power in his palm is like thousands of poisonous snakes scurrying into the Aokuang meridian to do it recklessly.

Ao Kuang's sanity became more and more blurred, and he did not know how many slaps he had received so far.His indifferent heart gradually fluctuated after being beaten by Tokushou, and that kind of morbid sense of superiority filled Ao Kuang with anger and murderous intent towards Tokushou.

Sensing some changes in Aokuang's mood, Tokushou's moves became more swift and violent.After hitting the death point once, the sudden change of Deju's moves rushed to the pulse of the muscles and bones.

With infinite anger in his heart, he yelled arrogantly, 'Enough is enough. 'Following the roar of infinite killing intent, the magma-like heat in his belly finally had an outlet, and his eyes were no longer indifferent, but cold with murderous intent.

The sword moves in his hands constantly, and the eight lore moves are launched one by one.Ao Kuang forgot everything at this moment, and only wanted to use this knife to split the person in front of him into two pieces.In the beginning, Ao Kuang's saber moves were divided into [-] times, [-] times, and [-] times, but as he swung the saber faster and made more knives, his moves all exploded with [-] times the skill.

Because of such a swift attack, Ao Kuang has spent half a cup of tea so far.During this period, Deokju did not dodge or evade moves and fought recklessly.When Deshou's vision and arrogance accumulated to the peak.Then began the first retreat since this battle.Looking at the already crazy apprentice in front of him, De Shou shouted with resolute eyes full of expectation: "Not yet out of the ninth form?"

Immediately following the voice, De Shou rushed towards Ao Kuang quickly, without half a defense, and without the slightest attack, he just rushed forward.

Already insane, Ao Kuang suddenly heard about the 'Ninth Form'.Suddenly there was some light in the muddleheaded head full of killing and violence, and all kinds of forgotten memories flooded into my heart in an instant, and my mind was free to let it develop.Forget the battle at this time, forget why you fought, forget the killing intent before, and forget everything.All the memories exploded at the same time, but there was no sense of blankness.

When Ao Kuang recovered and returned, what he saw was De Shou's kind smile, and the words that he would never forget until he died: "Good disciple, you will never be yourself if you don't break the nine forms. The only things you can help you as a teacher , one cannot be ruthless."

After finishing the words, Ao Kuang clearly saw a streak of blood slowly emerging from his neck, and then the blood splashed all over his face.The corners of the mouth trembled unconsciously, and when the smell of blood spread on the tip of the tongue, several people shouted in the distance: "Brother."

Immediately afterwards, Ao Kuang stared blankly at a group of people surrounding Deshou's fallen body, and listened to them say, "Why big brother? You said it was just a fight and forced him to break through, but you didn't say, you didn't say you'd use your life." "Brother, you shouldn't."

Listening to these words that turned into tears in the end, Ao Kuang felt mixed feelings, and stupidity and regret were the only expressions on his face.

Deoksu's throat kept bleeding, but he couldn't utter a single syllable when he opened his mouth.Zhang Sanfeng covered Deshou's bleeding neck with his palm, and Deshou said intermittently and inaudibly: "I, I guessed right, that day, day, the knife against Xuan Ming was the first, the ninth. Hehe, the ninth knife that can instantly kill peerless masters, my apprentice knows how to use it. Cough, cough. Hehe, yes, he is my apprentice of Deshou, also, also, only me, me"

Seeing De Shou dying but reaching out to Ao Kuang, Leng Xuanming came to Ao Kuang with tears in his eyes and slapped his hand a few times, he almost cried and cursed heartbreakingly: "Still stunned, get out, Get over there, get over here for me." Following the voice, Leng Xuanming kicked Ao Kuang in front of De Shou non-stop.

Pulling his bloody palm, the arrogant tears could no longer stop flowing.De Shou intermittently smiled and said the last words: "I, my apprentice."

When his hands were unable to fall off, everyone around shouted.Ao Kuang didn't know why they were yelling, but at that moment Ao Kuang was stunned.I only remember that after a long time, a man in black handed him a letter, and a short paragraph on it read: Disciple, if there is no accident, I am already dead at this time.Hehe, as a teacher, I would rather you hate me than regret for me.I die in peace at your hands.I don't know if you can really break through the ninth form of lore after you kill it.I only know that the first eight states of mind of Nine Swords Kill are 'joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil, desire, and death. '.If nothing else, with your aptitude and half a year of tempering, you should surpass No.80 and reach the ninth-style door card.To die is to cut off all life, and to use your life as a teacher to open up a ray of life from the endless silence in your heart.May you return to yourself, and be able to smile at Jiuquan as a teacher.From then on, all the two hundred black-clothed guards who have followed me for many years also obeyed your orders, and promised to be teachers, not to kill the current emperor with their own hands.As a teacher, I know that the Yuan Dynasty is in decline, but it is my only disciple who does not want to destroy my Yuan Dynasty.So cherish yourself, people are not grass and trees.Deju, the last pen.

After reading the letter, Ao Kuang just wanted to cry, just want to cry, just want to cry.just want to.

Ten years later, Binghuo Island.

Ao Kuang used to practice "Seven Injuries Fist" with Xie Xun on the grass.Lie Yan, the lazy lion, still crawled on the ground basking in the sun as before.A beautiful little girl on the left and right pointed to the big tree that was broken in two, and said to a man in his 30s next to him: "Uncle Wuji, this big broken tree is the tree that Grandpa demonstrated for Dad in the past." Which one of "Fist"?"

The man who was replaced as Uncle Wuji stood up and said, "Xiao Siyuan is right, it is the one I followed. Brother Kuang started practicing martial arts when he was very young. Siyuan is already ten years old. Work hard."

(End of this chapter)