First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 2339: On a snowy night
The smell of meat gradually diffused.
The smell of wine is getting stronger.
Outside the dilapidated palace, it was already approaching night, the snow was flying like a waterfall, splashing the night sky, and the wind was like a knife, whistling.
But it can't blow away the warmth in the palace.
The bonfire burned fiercely, dispelling the dark night and offsetting the bone-chilling cold.
Su Yi, who was dozing in the rattan chair, stretched long, picked up the barbecue, and started to feast on the hot wine.
In the past year, he has been traveling in the mountains and rivers, playing in the world of mortals, ignoring worldly affairs and hustle and bustle. Even if he encounters some disputes and turmoil, he just glances at them coldly and drifts away.
His mind has been settled, and he can appreciate the beauty of the world and all living beings in meditation.
Although the Taoism has not improved, it has become more and more pure and strong.
To the world, he is just a passer-by.
For himself, this is a rare journey to let himself go.
Cultivate a carefree spirit and cultivate a mind free from worries.
Cut off the hustle and bustle, escape into the world of mortals, and only when you are alone can you stay out of things, escape from the cage, and clearly recognize yourself.
Walk too fast, too hastily, often ignore the scenery along the way.
In the final analysis, he broke through the situation too fast before, experienced too many turmoil, and was deeply involved in the situation, so he was inevitably exhausted and unable to control himself.
This is the so-called restraint.
Only by breaking through all these and jumping out of the cage can we have a clearer understanding of how to go on the road in the future.
In fact, in this short period of one year, Su Yi didn't even bother to think about the matter of cultivation, and was absorbed in wandering around the world.
What you see and feel, what you think and get, comes from your heart, but you forget it in a blink of an eye.
Come as you feel comfortable and comfortable, do whatever you want without overstepping the rules.
Enjoy yourself.
Be at your own pace.
The cold wind howled, the night became much darker, and the snow was still falling, but it was obviously much smaller, no longer like goose feathers, but like salt grains.
I ate all the barbecue and drank most of the wine. Although I never felt full, I had already satisfied my appetite.
Su Yi patted his stomach, and lay back comfortably in the rattan chair, planning to take a nap and set off again at dawn.
At this moment, he resounded the most common Buddhist gatha of Zen, walking is also Zen, sitting is also Zen, speech is silent, movement and stillness are natural.
Such simple words often have the true meaning of "the great way is simple".
The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the dilapidated Taoist temple:
"Hey, there is still half an hour before the 'Yuexue Discussion' will start. Has any fellow Taoist come early?"
"Really, I smell the smell of meat, wine, and the smell of burning firewood."
"Let's go and have a look."
...Accompanied by the sound, a group of figures walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple.
There are more than ten people.
There are handsome men and beautiful women dressed in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, the old man with fairy demeanor and kindness, there are also middle-aged men dressed as woodcutters, and frail young men dressed as scholars...
After more than a dozen of them arrived, they couldn't help being startled when they saw Su Yi dozing in a rattan chair by the campfire.
"I'm bothering you, may I ask where did you learn from?"
Leading an old man in a Taoist robe with a sense of immortality, he bowed and asked with a smile.
Su Yi opened his eyes, glanced at these people, and said: "I am just a passer-by, passing by here occasionally, and I will leave early tomorrow morning."
Everyone looked at each other, obviously relaxed.
"I see."
The Taoist robed old man smiled and said, "We have already agreed that we will sit here tonight and discuss the Taoism. If fellow Taoists don't mind, you might as well participate together."
Su Yi smiled and waved his hands, "Please do your own thing, I won't get involved."
After finishing speaking, he stood up, carried the rattan chair, and sat down at the corner of the hall.
Seeing that Su Yi knew how to advance and retreat, the dozen or so people became more and more relaxed.
"It can be seen that your Excellency is also a person of cultivation, this is my own hand
The brewed pot of wine is not so precious, but the taste is very unique. Please also taste it. "
A beautiful woman with graceful eyebrows stepped forward and put a jug of wine beside Su Yi.
"Thank you."
Su Yi nodded in thanks.
The beautiful woman said with a smile, "We are all of the same way, so meeting here is also considered a predestined relationship, as it should be."
Next, the dozen or so people sat on the floor in this dilapidated palace, some brought out all kinds of mountain and wild delicacies, and some brought out an assortment of fine wines.
Some spread out the prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and some even took out musical instruments such as jade flute and long piano.
Then, the dozen or so people were drinking and chatting happily.
The night sky outside the main hall is like ink, and the snow is blowing with the wind.
There was laughter in the hall.
Some played the jade flute with a brisk tone, and another woman played the piano to echo it.
Some splashed ink and drew a picture of "Banquet and Discussion on Taoism on a Snowy Night", which attracted a lot of applause.
Some people sang about wine, expressing their feelings about the difficulty of spiritual practice, which aroused a lot of sympathy.
There are also people who sit around and talk about it.
Occasionally, some people would look towards where Su Yi was, and when they saw Su Yi dozing in a wicker chair, they looked away.
Just...
It's impossible for Su Yi to sleep.
In such a snowy night, cold wind, and a wild place, it is very interesting to meet such a "discussion meeting".
In Su Yi's eyes, the cultivation bases of these dozen or so people are simply insignificant, and the strongest one is just a Yujing Immortal who has just set foot on the fairy road.
The others are all "monks" who have not yet become immortals.
They obviously come from different places, and they only got together here tonight.
To Su Yi, their words when discussing cultivation had no merit at all.
Some of these perceptions of the Dao are fallacious. But it has to be said that the lively and harmonious atmosphere of discussing Dao even infected Su Yi.
On the way of practice, it is undoubtedly a comforting thing to have like-minded people gather together from time to time, drink wine and talk freely.
But this "Snowy Night Discussion" was going on for half an hour when it was interrupted by a sudden cold voice.
"You monsters, you really enjoy it!"
When the sound sounded, a gust of wind and biting cold flowed into the hall.
The bonfires were all blown out.
The sound of talking, drinking, flute playing and qin playing all came to an abrupt end.
The person who splashed ink put away his brush, and the person who drank and drank suddenly stood up.
The lively atmosphere also disappeared, and the whole hall became oppressive and dull.
The dozen or so figures had all stood up and looked out of the hall with unfriendly expressions.
In the night, a young man with a long knife on his back stepped on the snow.
His complexion is dark, his face is sharp and angular, his long messy hair is casually tied into a bun, and his eyes are as cold as ice and as bright as stars.
Although he was only wearing an old robe, it couldn't hide his frightening edge.
When seeing this person appear, the dozen or so monks were all surprised and their faces changed greatly.
"Mubai, a disciple of Kaiyuan Daozong's Outer Gate Zhenling Temple, come to capture the demon!"
The young man in the robe and holding the knife took out a waist card, gestured for a moment, and then said with a cold expression, "You can escape, but I promise, whoever escapes first will die!"
The words were colder than the howling wind, and the monks were all stiff and their faces were ugly.
Mubai of the Hall of True Spirits, a decisive, ruthless sword fairy!
In Kaiyuan Daozong, he might just be a marginal outer disciple.
But for these casual cultivators, such a person is already a big person they dare not provoke at all!
"Master Mu, we have gathered here to discuss the Dao, and we have not done anything outrageous, have you misunderstood?"
Headed by
The old man in Taoist robe spoke, his posture was very low.
He is the only Yuxian Yaoxian who has set foot on the fairy road among this group of casual cultivators.
"If you have heard my name, you should know my style of doing things. If you don't have enough evidence, you will definitely not be approached."
Mu Bai said coldly, "Just like you old fellow, nineteen years ago, in order to practice the secret technique, you sneaked into Shangyun City and cruelly took away the blood and souls of 386 children in the city."
"And this is just one of the many crimes you have committed in your life!"
The face of the Taoist robed old man changed, "My lord can't wrong a good man, the old man has nothing to do in this life..."
Mu Bai sneered, and took out a copper lamp from his sleeve robe, a soul was imprisoned in the lamp.
"This is your personal disciple. Not long ago, a "living feast" was held in the Eight Rivers Mountain. Ninety-nine young girls with cultivation bases were used as food, and a group of demon cultivators were invited to the banquet to share , the cruelty of the means is enough to make people angry!"
"And after I wiped out those monsters, your apprentice has already told you all the things you did in order to survive!"
"Now, are you sure you need evidence?"
What he said made the old man in Taoist robe look extremely ugly.
Mubai's eyes were like knives, and he glanced at the others coldly, "And you, who look sanctimonious, but which one is not guilty of many crimes?"
"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, in this god's domain, which strong man has not killed anyone?"
A man in a Chinese robe retorted, "Let's not talk about the morals of this world... There is no distinction between black and white, good and evil. Mr. Mubai, the people you killed all these years can be piled up into a mountain of corpses, right?"
Poof!
A bright knife light suddenly appeared, and the man in the Chinese robe was beheaded on the spot, blood staining the ground.
This scene deeply stimulated the other casual cultivators present, all of whom were shocked and angry.
At the corner, Su Yi sat quietly watching, without any reaction.
"The name of my sword is 'Sin and Punishment', and I have always only killed evil demons and heretics who have committed crimes."
Mubai's eyes were cold, "In my opinion, black is black and white is white, so that kindness will eventually be rewarded and evil will be rewarded. This is the law of heaven and the righteous way of the universe!"
"People like you who have committed heinous crimes should be killed!"
The words were sonorous and forceful, and the long knife behind Mu Bai was buzzing and trembling at this moment, resonating with it, stirring the hall.
All this also made Mu Bai's aura even more intimidating, and many monks were so frightened that they trembled ~IndoMTL.com~ and did not dare to look at him.
This scene surprised Su Yi.
The voice of the heart resonates with the chant of the knife!
It can be seen that this young man is not a person who deceives the world and steals his name, but really takes "eliminating demons and defending the way" as his own.
Such a person is very rare in the cultivation world of God's Domain.
On the contrary, it looks like an alternative!
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