Daoist, he doesn't understand love

Chapter 38 "Do you think so, Ah Ye?"

There was an uproar in the hall.

Even though Ling Weiyun was well-known, everyone did not expect that this elder brother would be so conceited, not only did not move his feet, but also received moves with one hand, and said that the opponent would win if he could attack three moves, wouldn't that mean, Even so, can he subdue the opponent within three strokes?

Everyone's hearts were full of ups and downs, and they didn't know whether Ling Weiyun was really so powerful, or just talking nonsense.

The man also seemed to feel insulted, and said, "Are you looking down on me by saying that?"

Ling Weiyun shook his head and said, "That's not the case, it's just that it's not the time to learn from each other, so it shouldn't take too much time from the juniors."

The implication is that I want to finish typing as soon as possible and continue lecturing.

He explained very patiently, but this explanation was really a bit of a lung tube.

The other party looked ashamed and angry, forcibly held back, drew out his sword, bowed to Ling Weiyun, and said: "In this case, disciple Ying Yong has offended senior brother."

Ling Weiyun also bowed back: "Junior Brother Ying Yong, I have taught you."

After speaking, Ying Yong raised his sword and made a good sword posture.

Ling Weiyun also stood still, taking a countermeasure.

It's just that his right hand is behind his back and his left hand is in front of his body, just like walking in a garden, which is quite different from Ying Yong's serious attitude.

What Ying Yong originally thought was that even though Ling Weiyun was a promising young man, how could he be so powerful at this age, that he looked down on him so much, and was angry in his heart, wanting to show him some color.

But now seeing the other party's expression calm and leisurely, even though he didn't even hold a weapon, and his whole body was uncovered, but he felt that standing there, he seemed to be as solid as gold, without any weaknesses, and he hesitated for a while, comparing swords , pacing back and forth, not knowing how to attack.

Someone next to him joined in the fun and booed: "Hurry up, do you want to defeat the elder brother with murderous eyes?"

"I'm almost staring at the big brother as a flower. Those who don't know think you are doing it."

Ying Yong's face flushed, and without thinking any more, he stabbed Ling Weiyun's face with his sword flower in his hand.

The sword light struck head-on, but Ling Weiyun's feet were as steady as a rock, motionless. He stared at the tip of the sword. In order to cut it flat, Ling Weiyun dodged it again.

Originally, swordsmanship is all about speed and surprise. Ling Weiyun didn't know if he really expected the incoming force with every move, or if his speed had already far surpassed Ying Yong's. Otherwise, no matter where the sword fell, Ling Weiyun could hit it just right. Half a step ahead, easily avoided.

The shining blade of the sword is like a toy being teased by Ling Weiyun, always chasing Ling Weiyun, but it can't even touch a hair of him.

The number of three moves will soon be exhausted, Ying Yong gritted his teeth, thinking that at least these three moves should be done.

It doesn't matter whether he has met Ling Weiyun or not, he has won.

However, on the third move, Ling Weiyun seemed to have finally had enough of playing around. When the sword tip approached again, he kept it in front of him, and finally moved his left hand, which had not moved, and lifted it upwards. Hold the castration of the blade.

It's just two fingers, but it seems to have a mighty force. No matter how hard Ying Yong exerts, the blade can't move forward a point, and likewise, it can't retract a point.

Ying Yong's face was flushed, he was sweating profusely, his veins were all over the place, he couldn't get out of trouble, finally his shoulders slumped, he let go of his hand, handed over his sword, and said: "The disciple lost."

Ling Weiyun took Ying Yong's sword and said, "Accept."

From the beginning to the end, Ling Weiyun's feet didn't move an inch, and he didn't even move his hands except for the last kick.

The people present witnessed the whole process, and they were all shocked in their hearts, and thought tremblingly: This really cannot be called a martial arts competition, it can only be called a one-sided slap.

And obviously to show Ying Yong some face, Ling Weiyun waited until the third move before fighting back. If there was a real contest, it would have been over within one move.

Ling Weiyun returned the sword to Ying Yong, and when Ying Yong took it, he saw several thin cracks appearing on the blade, Ling Weiyun paused, and said: "I'm afraid this sword will be fatal."

As soon as the words fell, the sword fell apart and split into several pieces.Ling Weiyun: "..."

Ying Yong: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

There was guilt in Ling Weiyun's voice, and he said, "I'll pay you sometime."

He sighed sincerely again, and said, "That's why I said, I don't want to fight with you."

Over the years, he has lost too many swords.

Ying Yong's mood was very complicated: with the force of two fingers, he broke his sword, what kind of monster is this?

His face was ashamed and full of admiration, and he said: "Senior brother has a deep cultivation base, it is the disciple who offended."

Ling Weiyun shook his head, his face was still as cold as snow, and no one could see that he was still feeling sorry for the sword that needed to be paid.

Ti Ye was also watching from the side, only feeling the ups and downs of his heart, deeply shocked.

Of course he knew that Ling Weiyun was very powerful, but knowing it was one thing, seeing it with his own eyes was another.

The opponent's dragon-swimming posture, graceful demeanor, his ability to take down the opponent effortlessly, and at the end, the picture of the unstained white clothes all seemed to be frozen, deeply etched in Ti Ye's mind.

Ti Ye thought, how can there be such a person, so strong that people can only look up to him, two completely opposite qualities of indifference and gentleness can exist in him at the same time, but they are so harmonious, as if it should be so, as it should be , He should be like this, like the snow on the top of a mountain, always clear and lofty, always clean and beautiful... Let everyone who sees it be completely attracted, unable to look away.

Ling Weiyun, who was quietly watching the battle, also raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that his former self would be so conspicuous, and it was indeed enough to attract people's attention.

He was a little emotional, but suddenly heard a rapid heartbeat, like a drum beating, beating in his ears.

He looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Ti Ye standing in the crowd, clenching his fists, staring closely at senior brother Ling Weiyun in front of him, his face had a strange color, it seemed to be flushed, his eyes There was another kind of scorching light inside, and only the appearance of the young man in white was projected in the scorching eyeballs.

The violent heartbeat continued, after a while, Ling Weiyun looked at Ti Ye, and then at "self" in front of him.

There was a faint feeling in my heart that something was not quite right.

This boy Ti Ye just admires his brother, why is his face so red?

At this time, the atmosphere in the lecture hall was completely heated up. Everyone had just seen the elder brother show such a trick. After being shocked, they admired the elder brother in every possible way. They no longer had the slightest doubt, and asked a lot about Cultivation, swordsmanship issues.

Ling Weiyun didn't evade, neither showing off nor being modest, one answer after another, after an hour, everyone was still not satisfied, and still dragged Ling Weiyun and refused to let him go.

In the end Ling Weiyun had no choice but to say: "I can answer one more question, you can ask me after you think about it."

Someone stood up and said, "Eldest senior brother, the path of cultivation is by no means smooth, how can we persevere and achieve a positive result?"

After all, this is what everyone cares about most.

Ling Weiyun looked at the person who asked the question, and after a moment of silence, he said: "One way of cultivating the truth, the most important word is the heart of the Tao. Only by sticking to the heart of the Tao and persevering can we achieve positive results."

After a pause, he said again: "However, those who practice Taoism force themselves to be on par with the heavens, which is an act against the heavens. The mind of the Tao goes against the nature, goes against the laws of heaven, abandons the seven emotions, and eliminates the six desires. It's just that human beings are not plants, and they may end up one day. It's hard to hold on to your Dao heart, if that day really comes, you don't have to force it."

Ling Weiyun was quite surprised to hear that his young self had said such words.

In the years when he and Ti Ye became Taoist couples, judging from the description in the other party's mouth, he thought he was such a cold-blooded and ruthless person before, that's why he said that with a pure Taoist heart, but he didn't expect that It will also say that Dao Xin is difficult to keep, so there is no need to force such words.

It doesn't look really inhuman.

Instead, I thought about it, maybe it was because I was too young and my heart was not too hard.

However, only these words were spoken, not many people present responded, and some were even dissatisfied with Ling Weiyun's answer.

After all, attaining the Dao and becoming immortal is their highest aspiration, and if they want to attain the Dao, they must get rid of human desires. They understand this truth very well, and everyone is working hard in this direction.

It's just that they have mortal bodies and are born with impure six senses, unlike the senior brother who was approved by the head of the sect to have a pure Tao heart shortly after birth, and brought them back to the sect. They were born to attain the Tao and become immortals.

In the eyes of people like them with impure mortal roots, the elder brother with a pure Dao heart said such words as a kind of irony to them, and advised them to give up as soon as possible!

However, no one dared to say anything wrong with the elder brother, they could only be silently jealous in their hearts.

After Ling Weiyun finished speaking, he cast his gaze downwards, fixed Ti Ye, and said, "Are you right, Ah Ye?"

There was silence in the hall, and all eyes turned to the person Ling Weiyun called "A Ye".

Ti Ye, who was suddenly named, also seemed to be stunned, the redness on his face due to excitement had not completely subsided, making him look shy.

He stared blankly at Ling Weiyun above him, and there were only two words in his mind: Ah Ye.

He called me Aye.

Why did he call me Ah Ye?

looks so intimate...

As soon as the messy thoughts popped up, Ti Ye's face turned even redder, and this time even the roots of her ears seemed to turn red.

Everyone whispered: "What's the matter, is this guy familiar with the big brother?"

Someone rolled their eyes: "Nonsense, it's already called Ah Ye, isn't it familiar enough?"

Someone said: "Damn, who is this person?"

Someone was indignant: "Eldest brother doesn't even know my name!"

Someone simply confessed directly: "Elder brother! My name is Dua! Elder brother, look at me!"

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Under the chaotic background sound, Ling Weiyun didn't seem to respond to Ti Ye, and said again: "Ti Ye, what do you think about cultivating Taoism, what is it?"

It's just that I didn't call Ah Ye this time, but called her full name back.

But Ti Ye clearly remembered what kind of tone that A Ye came out of the other party's mouth just now. It seems that he has some unknown intimate relationship with this person, which makes him shaken and unable to belong.

For a moment, when the other party called me Ti Ye again, I felt a little empty and not very satisfied.

He couldn't answer quickly, but someone was unwilling to be lonely and said loudly: "Brother, you asked him what he was doing, he couldn't even read a few words, how could he know the subtle mysteries contained in the Dao of Cultivation?"