Nine-Star Sword Immortal Spell - Chapter 429

Ling Yungang was about to turn around and leave, but he was bumped by a young man who was walking with a young man in white. Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man. The young man sneered, “what’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Ling Yun sits on the wall and Chen Nian stops playing chess. He always feels that something is wrong with him at this time, but he can’t say what he feels.

Ling Yun ran to Wu you and said with a smile, “old sword master, what do you say if you leave these guys in Zhenbei city?”

“If you think it’s useful, you’ll find a way to keep it. When do you think the next war will be?” The wild world will not wait ten years.

Ling Yun drooped his head and muttered: “this time we have successfully beheaded many demons in the wild world. They won’t give us too long to prepare, so the latest is June and July.”

“That’s fast,” said Shang Wu in a deep voice. “Can you still use your array?”

“I can’t use it. I can’t use it once, and I can’t use it again,” said Ling Yun, shaking his head. “I was going to use it once or twice, but after this war, the great demon of the throne seldom makes a move, and it’s not useful at all.”

“How to fight is what you should think about.” Said Wu you, the old sword master.

Ling Yun scratched his hair. “I’m going out of the city for a while?”

“By the way, the war is around the corner, and all the news needs to be strictly controlled, which bothers the old sword master.” Ling Yun retreats and goes to the book mountain. With the war in Zhenbei City, no one has time to relax. In the limited time, he must be better prepared, not only for the people in the cold palace, but also for the offensive of the wild world. The consumption and supply must keep up, otherwise there will be more casualties.

Ling Yun just walked to the gate of the city. Wu you, the old sword master, suddenly stopped Ling Yun and asked, “Ling Yun, have you ever thought about it? What kind of person do you want to be?”

“If you don’t draw the sword fast enough, you don’t draw the sword sharp enough, and you can’t cut the enemy under the sword, what’s the use of your cleverness?” Wu you said faintly, “in the long run, you should decide what kind of Kendo you want to have, instead of following the environment and the situation. What kind of Kendo you want to have is the most important.”

Ling Yun nodded slightly and asked a question he had thought for a long time, “why did you choose me?”

“What do you think?” Wu you asked with a smile.

Ling Yun also followed with a smile, turned to climb the book mountain, the book mountain has a road, diligent for the path, learning boundless, hard for the boat.

Zhang Zifang looked at the mountain climbing Lingyun with a smile, “Yo Yo, the Lord of the sword still has the leisure to visit me?”

Ling Yun rolled a white eye, “I want to know Kyushu can block?”

“I can’t stop it, if it’s like this now.” Zhang Zifang said with a smile, “don’t you want to let those friars who think they are immortal guests suffer?”

“That should be us, not the demons in the wild world.” Ling Yun took a deep breath, “but then, elder martial brother, what do you think of my layout plan this time?”

Zhang Zifang, the founder of Kyushu, feels that he still needs to ask. Of course, there are still some things he needs to understand. He can’t ask Wu you, the old sword master, or tell him. He will feel sorry, “how long can Zhenbei city last?”

“For a long time, three or five years, and a short time, three or five months, I can’t defend it anyway,” Zhang Zifang said faintly. “Even if I climb the top 15 to 16, I can’t fight against the gathering of people in the world. My younger martial brother has done very well this time. The hiding cold palace in Zhenbei city is a name. It’s too cold in the world.”

“But you have to look further and higher. Why don’t you look forward to the secret archives of the cold palace? How many countries are there? How many disputes are there? Is there only one Zhenbei city in the world? You have to remember that once the north town is broken, the only result is the defeat of the king. ”

“What should I do?” Ling Yun said in a low voice.

Zhang Zifang looked up at the sky, “to the south of Nanye, to the east of Fuyao, to the north of Beiliang, to the west of Hongye, Jiuzhou world and the wild world are like keys and keyholes. Why is gaopan willing to block the final cause and effect of the two worlds with his life, and why are the other three parties not fighting as fiercely as Zhenbei city?”

“Why does Zhenbei city have the most swordsmen, but few swordsmen?”

“Why did the Confucianists not care much about Zhenbei city?”

“Why is it six, not five, seven, eight, nine or more? Is it a piece or is it just like this? ”

“Why do people in Kyushu wait to die and just watch it like this?”

“Can no one really see your layout?”

“Are you really a cold-blooded person who ignores love and righteousness?”

“So many people are aiming at you just because of luck?”

“Why does Pei Lixia like you, not others, not Chen Diao temple, not thank you, not others?”

“Why did Ling Yun suffer so much?”

“Why is it Ling Yun who is guarding Zhenbei city instead of other people?”

“Why did she choose you over someone else?”

Zhang Zifang looked at Ling Yun, “have you ever thought that choice is actually the two-way will of being chosen and the person who chooses? Is it what those who choose should get and what those who are chosen should have? ”

Ling Yun frowned and said nothing. Zhang Zifang said with a smile, “we are all curious about the huge fortune. Why did you choose you?”

“What belongs to you will always be yours. Do you understand what I say?” Zhang Zifang asked.

Ling Yun was silent for a long time. He said, “is it related to the ancient war?”

“Then why don’t you think about it any more, since there are gods in heaven, all living beings on earth, and underground?” Zhang Zifang asked again, “why doesn’t anyone mention underground?”

“You are not as good as your father in many ways. You have a good eye for the present, but you can’t see the farther place. Wise people are worried. In my opinion, you are a fool,” Zhang Zifang said, bending his head. “If you don’t climb high, you can’t see the cloud. Don’t you even dare to think about it?”

“You’re still the kid begging in the back alley? Or the child who saw the blood feud? Is it a young man walking cautiously from south to North alone? Or a young man who travels far away in the wilderness and is on the line of life and death? ”

“You always ask yourself who you really are. Have you really asked yourself well? Who the hell are you? Is it a chess piece in the selection, or is it a real Lingyun? ”

“Would you suspect that even if your father had cut the cause and effect for you, it might have been another arrangement?”

“In these arrangements, Lingyun is no longer Lingyun?”

Zhang Zifang said in a soft voice: “young martial brother, think about it again. Is it because the chess pieces have been given up that they want to jump out of the hands of the chess holder?”

“Heaven and earth are like a chess game. You and I are all players in the game. Then who will really play chess?”

Ling Yun scratched his hair, “can I answer so many questions?”

“It’s also my question. Monks and mortals, what they want to do is themselves, not what others see as themselves,” Zhang Zifang said with a smile. “Go back, one day you will understand that all your choices and endings are your own choices and endings. What others give you is just guidance, so that you can see what the way is.” Zhang Zifang smiles and waves. Ling Yun floats down. Zhang Zifang holds his chin and looks at the bottom of the book mountain. The younger martial brother in green holds his chin and thinks deeply.

Zhang Zifang could not help laughing. Some problems are very important. Some problems do lead Lingyun to a dead end. We are all looking forward to your growth. Just as winter goes and spring comes, everything recovers. Old trees protect new seedlings and are full of expectations. But there are more than one old tree and there are not many new seedlings. The path of monks is full of thorns. Longevity is the capture of heaven and earth. The defeat of ancient gods is not due to lack of strength, but the specific reason is rarely known in later generations. If people want to ascend heaven, why not establish a new heaven?

But will there be anything above the heaven that will make some people not show up in the war, until the war is over, and the gods fall, and they also come to an end.

In Zhang Zifang’s opinion, Ling Yun is far from enough to do some things. Chen Diao temple and Chen Shiyi can’t do it either. That’s never something that one person can do. But on some roads, only one person can walk.

Ling Yun turned around and waved to Zhang Zifang, “I know, elder martial brother.”

Back to Zhenbei City, Ling Yun directly went back to the cold palace. Qi Muling and Xu Qing quickly took Ling Yun and said, “good guy, you are so busy that you run out of the city?”

“What happened?” Ling Yun asked.

Xu Qing and Qi Muling look at me and I look at you, “you say!”

“You said Ling Yun pointed to Xu Qing and said.

Xu Qing said with a smile: “when you went out, a girl said she wanted to ask you for boxing. We only knew at this moment that you had a fight with Chen Shiyi. Do you know how famous people are outside?”

“Well?” Ling Yun rubbed his chin, “it’s nothing more than a genius of martial arts.”

“Bah, Chen Shiyi may have gone a long way among the younger generation in Kyushu,” Qi Muling said. “He was born in beiliangzhou. He didn’t seem to show his reputation before, but recently, many of his achievements have been released.”

“Does it have anything to do with me?” Ling Yun asked, “I didn’t hit him.”

Xu Qing wants to pry open Lingyun’s Tianling cover to see what’s inside. He is really smart and cautious in calculating people. But he is always less clever in dealing with other things. Xu Qing brews up some words and says, “so far, the people who have dealt with Chen Shiyi have not gone through three punches in his hands.”

“Anyone who can take three punches is amazing.” Qi added.

Ling Yun squinted at the sky, holding his chin in one hand, “so, I’m pretty powerful?”

“So there are a lot of Wufu who want to fight with you. If it wasn’t for the cold palace, they would have been waiting for you.” Qi Muling said.

Ling Yun rolled up his sleeve and said with a smile, “go, go, open a business and bet money!”