"The realms between you and me are almost the same, so there is no need to give advice." Sui Xiegu waved his hand and refused. He stared at Pei Qing and said seriously: "In terms of age, I am many years older than you. Call me senior. It’s not in vain, I’ll give you a blessing today!”
"Good fortune?" Pei Qing frowned slightly and looked at Sui Xiegu in confusion.
"There are many so-called 'Taos' in the world, but there are only a few fixed ones for sword cultivation." Sui Xiegu said slowly: "'The ruthless Tao', 'The Sentient Tao', 'The Tao of Heaven', 'The Tao of Demons',' "The Tao of the Human World", and I am practicing the "Tao of Mercy", but I have only completed half of it."
Pei Qing's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he asked, "What kind of Tao does Old Sword God Li practice?"
"Li Chungang?" There was a hint of complexity in Sui Xiegu's eyes, and he said bitterly: "What he cultivates is his original mind, and what he cultivates is himself. He doesn't believe in God, he only cultivates his original intention. If he has to say one thing, he should belong to 'The Way of the World'."
"The way of the world!" Pei Qing chewed these three words in a low voice, with a complicated look on his face. He was silent for a moment and asked: "What way do you think the sword intention I just used belongs to?"
Sui Xiegu looked at Pei Qing deeply and said, "The way you practice does not belong to any of the five paths. Just like Li Chungang, he only cultivates himself and does not ask about the common people or ghosts and gods. Your way of swordsmanship may be the closest. Li Chungang’s swordsmanship.”
The sword blow just now reminded him of the first time he met Li Chungang. Li Chungang was standing there with his hands behind his back and looking at the sky.
He is tall and straight, with a fierce aura all over his body. He is like a peerless swordsman, who can destroy the sky and the earth with a single swing of his sword.
"Where's Mrs. Deng?" Pei Qing asked again.
"He cultivates the 'Dao of Heaven'." Sui Xiegu smiled faintly and continued: "But it is not like the Dao of Heaven. If I have to say it, it should be wandering between the Dao of Heaven and the Dao of the human world."
Pei Qing was a little confused when he heard this and asked, "Can it still be like this?"
"Although sword cultivators only have five fixed ways, they have never been said to have limitations. Sword cultivators like us always cultivate the sword in our own hearts and pursue the ultimate in our hearts. As for the ways of heaven and the ways of the world, there are no Important." Sui Xiegu shook his head slowly and said, "When you feel that you are getting further and further away from the Tao, you are getting closer to the Tao."
Pei Qing nodded and murmured: "Maybe I did go astray before."
"Your Tao is actually very close to Li Chungang. As long as you can stick to your heart, you may not surpass him in the future, maybe even surpass Lu Zu back then." Sui Xiegu said in a calm tone. Regarding Pei Qing, he I really appreciate it. You have achieved such an achievement at such a young age. As time goes by, your future will be limitless.
Pei Qing suddenly saluted Sui Xiegu, clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Can you give me some more advice?"
Sui Xiegu nodded slightly and said, "Although I don't know why you insist on asking about the sword, I am happy to communicate with you."
Pei Qing bowed and said, "Please."
"please."
Sui Xiegu also made a gesture of invitation.
Both of them were holding swords, with the sword points pointed at each other, and a majestic and vast aura instantly burst out from both of them.
Sui Xiegu turned yin and yang in one breath and stepped on the sword. His whole body was as elegant and agile as a swordsman coming to the dust. With one step, his figure had disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Pei Qing.
As his wrist shook, the long sword drew a graceful arc and stabbed towards Pei Qing's face.
This sword is very slow, but very fast.
This is a strange feeling. Pei Qing can clearly feel the changes in the surrounding environment. Every move and style of Sui Xiegu is clearly imprinted in his mind.
But it was difficult for him to dodge the blow because the opponent's speed was so fast that even he couldn't react.
Despite this, he was still able to remain calm. The energy in his body was circulating, and the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand burst out with dazzling sword light. He retreated suddenly, barely avoiding the sword, and at the same time struck out with a backhand slash.
This sword is simple and unpretentious, but it is full of power. The sword is powerful and contains infinite power.
The Ming Dynasty Suzaku looked even more dazzling under the sunlight.
But this sword was easily blocked by Sui Xiegu with the Spring and Autumn Sword. He jumped up and the Spring and Autumn Sword shook, knocking Pei Qing back. At the same time, the figure rushed up again, stretched out his sword, and hundreds of swords flew together. The sword sweeps across, and thousands of swords pierce the clouds.
The sword intention surged, and the power of the sword technique increased suddenly.
The ruthless sword turns to the sentimental sword, from sentimentality to ruthlessness, and ruthlessness to the extreme. The so-called sentimentality is nothing more than a thought, a moment.
Sui Xiegu's sword carried an extremely strong killing aura.
The sword light flickered and surged vertically and horizontally.
A sword is as fast as a sword, a sword is as cruel as a sword, a sword is stronger than a sword, and a sword is as fierce as a sword.
Although he was giving instructions, Sui Xiegu had no mercy at all.
Each sword hit Pei Qing's vitals, and he tried to kill him quickly.
While resisting, Pei Qing kept observing Sui Xiegu's "Ruthless Sword". At the same time, the Ming Dynasty Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand was also constantly changing its moves. The sword's power was like a tide, one wave after another, fighting fiercely with Sui Xiegu. together.
"What a good boy, you can actually do two things in a battle. Since you want to see clearly my ruthlessness, I will let you understand it thoroughly. I hope you won't disappoint me." Sui Xiegu laughed. When he got up, his attack became more and more violent, and the force of his sword became more and more fierce, like a river bursting its banks and surging.
Pei Qing plays steadily. His sword moves are simple and there are no flashy moves. Only his indomitable momentum is the essence of his swordsmanship. The origin of each sword is unpredictable, but he has an indomitable momentum. .
The sword moves of both of them are the simplest sword moves, but they have their own subtleties in swordsmanship. As time goes by, Pei Qing adapts to it more easily, and his sword moves are vaguely similar to Sui Xiegu's sword moves. There was some wonderful connection.
"You are actually deducing my ruthless sword?" Sui Xiegu felt the change in Pei Qing's sword power, and for the first time there was an expression of surprise on his face, and said: "This..."
This was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing. In his understanding, Pei Qing's almost perverted understanding was something that even Lu Zu couldn't do eight hundred years ago.
He even believed that if Lu Zu and Pei Qing were in the same era, Pei Qing's understanding of swordsmanship could defeat Lu Zu.
