The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

When Qi Guanlin woke up from a long sleep, most of the players who had invaded their world had already left. Except for a few players who had given up on life in the real world and chose to stay in this virtual world after careful consideration, most of the other players chose to leave "Jianghu" very wisely.

At this time, there were no more players with player templates and incompatible with the local residents of Jiuzhou. The players who chose to stay no longer had their golden fingers. They would stay in this virtual world and live out their lives. In this way, these players were no different from the local residents of Jiuzhou.

Without the disturbance of the players, the whole Jiuzhou is now peaceful and calm, and there are no traces of outsiders. After the players were expelled and the matter came to an end, everything seemed to be over, and this virtual world returned to the calm before it was fully visited.

After the players left, many NPCs who were originally endowed with low intelligence by the intelligent brain returned to their original peaceful lives. They still worked, ate, and rested step by step. Their lives were as peaceful as before, just like the water surface that had been splashed with ripples returned to a flat surface without leaving more traces.

But some NPCs, no, they can no longer be called NPCs. Some of the residents of Jiuzhou regained their lives in the transformation of the intelligent brain evolving into intelligent life and the entire virtual world beginning to evolve into the real world. Just like Qi Guanlin in the past, they also gradually gave birth to their own consciousness and finally jumped out of the identity of NPC.

Because the players have left at this time, the intelligent brain has also transformed into intelligent life and no longer controls the world. Many people who have awakened their consciousness did not realize that they were originally just a virtual character. They awakened their self-awareness very calmly, passed this stage safely, and continued to live peacefully in Jiuzhou.

But there are still some people who have realized their identity and have insight into the reality of this world. However, when the players have left and this virtual world will no longer be invaded by outsiders, but completely belongs to them, these people who have realized the reality of the world do not want to do anything.

Qi Guanlin is the same. After learning that all the players have left and this virtual world will no longer be disturbed by anyone, he completely gave up the idea of ​​hunting down the players and driving them all out. Jiuzhou is still their Jiuzhou, which is really great.

Next, he wants to feel this world that has regained life and ushered in transformation, and wants to live a good life. He has no intention of doing anything else. There are no outsiders in this world. Qi Guanlin no longer needs to spend his mind and time to deal with the players. Instead, he can take a good look at this better world and live the life he really wants.

Qi Guanlin is very grateful to the person who helped him. This person not only realized his original wish, but also did more than he wanted. Not only were the outsiders expelled, but their world actually began to transform from a virtual world to a real world. The most important thing is that in Jiuzhou, in this world, he is not the only one with self-awareness.

He is no longer alone. He is no longer the only living being in the vast world. He no longer has to stay alone in the empty and lonely world without knowing who to confide in. The world he lives in has finally evolved from falsehood to reality. This... is really great.

Qi Guanlin finally laughed sincerely for everything he enjoys now. At this moment, all the hatred, anger, and disgust that had settled in his heart disappeared completely. After living a dark life of being manipulated as a puppet and having his fate controlled by a few strokes, he finally ushered in a new bright life.

One day, when Xuanjizi woke up in the early morning of dawn, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the world, as if there had been earth-shaking changes between today and yesterday. But when he frowned and thought about it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. It seemed that this feeling of something wrong was just a dewdrop that was about to evaporate, without any sense of reality.

Frowning slightly, Xuanjizi finally did not think deeply about this little bit of uneasiness, nor did he explore the difference between today's world and yesterday's world. For him, there are more important things than thinking clearly about these things. What's the use of thinking clearly about the difference in the world?

Moreover, he has always believed that life should be seized every day, and it is really unnecessary to worry about and entangle some useless and meaningless things. Taoism emphasizes inaction, purity and nature. In daily life, this point is always permeated. Life is at your feet. There is no need to think too much, just go straight forward.

With a creaking sound, Xuanjizi pushed open the wooden door and left the courtyard. It was still dawn, and there was only a little orange light in the east. The rest of the sky was still dark, dotted with a few dim stars. At the end of the sky, there was a crescent moon that was so dark that it was difficult to see the outline clearly, and it was about to hide in the clouds.

The air in the early morning was very fresh, mixed with a little moist mist. Xuanjizi walked from the small courtyard where he temporarily lived in Xuanming Sect to the nearby bamboo forest. That was where he practiced sword and breath every morning when he temporarily lived in Xuanming Sect. Xuanjizi had his own rules and regulations, and this morning class was continuous throughout the day.

Bathed in the cool moist mist, as he walked all the way from the courtyard to the bamboo forest, the morning dew and mist had already wetted the corners of the blue and white Taoist robe he was wearing.

It's almost summer now. The Xuanming Sect is located in Cangzhou, and there is a layer of heavy fog every morning. It is still early at this time. If it is a while later, the sun will rise, and the thick white fog will rise, which will also make People cannot see too far away in the early morning. The moist and dense white fog will block people's sight and quietly hide the beauty of the early morning.

Just as he reached the edge of the bamboo forest, Xuan Jizi couldn't help but pause. He raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a different emotion flashing through his black eyes. After a long time, Xuanjizi finally walked slowly into the depths of the bamboo forest. The shoes he wore quietly stepped on the ground covered with bamboo leaves, but did not make the slightest sound. The landing was silent and extremely gentle. smell.

When he finally reached the depths of the bamboo forest and saw the person who made him stop outside the bamboo forest, Xuanjizi's originally imperceptible and lightly frowned brows could not help but quietly loosen up, and the deep and bottomless expression was revealed. A flash of relaxation flashed across his black eyes very quickly, as if he had finally let go of the huge stone in his heart, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

The sound Xuanjizi made did not affect the person he was watching deep in the bamboo forest at all. The figure was wearing a loose and simple white robe. He was holding a bamboo sword made of thin bamboo with bamboo leaves in his hand. He was moving lightly. Slowly and leisurely, he practiced a set of sword skills, teasing, entangling, and stabbing. He used each move slowly, and gradually changed from being a little unfamiliar at first to becoming more and more comfortable later on.

The person who is dancing the sword has an extremely beautiful appearance and a cold and refined expression. The aura circulating throughout his body is cold and distant, but it is not cold enough to hurt people. Instead, it is a kind of self-respecting and unworldly, like the water of a cold spring stream. A temperament that is generally cold and makes people feel clear and clean, but in the coldness, there seems to be some reassuring tenderness.

I don’t know how long this man has been dancing the sword in the bamboo forest. The corners of the clothes he was wearing were already wet with dew, even the exposed shoes. But even though he was in a slightly embarrassing situation, his expression was still... Still calm, unabashedly indifferent, he still continued to practice his swordsmanship with utmost seriousness in every move.

From the unfamiliarity and mistakes that Xuanjizi saw at the beginning, to the gradual smoothness and familiarity in his heart, it only took a moment. This was really too fast, so fast that he seemed to just pick up the past from the memories of the past. Time in those years was just like that. Several years later, when he practiced this sword technique with the long sword again, he was still the same as before, without any change.

After silently staring at the figure dancing the sword for a moment, Xuanjizi held the long sword in one hand and held it behind his back with the other. The sleeves of his wide Taoist robe were slightly gathered, and they were floating gently in the breeze of the bamboo forest in the early morning. He raised his eyes and spoke in a clear and gentle voice. He said sternly: "The third move and the fifth move are wrong. Raise your right hand half an inch diagonally and take a half step back with your left foot."

"For the second move of the fourth move, slow down your turn by one minute, raise the angle of the sword tip one inch lower, put your body's center of gravity between your feet, and don't move your feet during the move."

As Xuan Jizi picked out the flaws and omissions in his sword moves one after another, the figure who was dancing the sword obediently adjusted the posture of the sword dance according to Xuan Jizi's instructions. , this set of swordsmanship was displayed even more smoothly, white robes fluttered in the bamboo forest, bamboo swords rustled, and there was a clear moon breeze.

Only after this set of swordsmanship was performed smoothly and without any mistakes did the figure stop. He had been dancing with the sword for half an hour. When he stopped, he couldn't help but break out a thin layer of sweat. His chest heaved up and down while he panted softly. His beautiful and perfect face was slightly red, making him even more beautiful and unparalleled.

Putting down the bamboo sword in his hand, Qi Guanlin pursed his thin lips and finally called in a low voice: "Senior brother."

Xuanjizi's upright and handsome face had a solemn expression, with a bit of sternness. He frowned slightly and said, "How long has it been since you practiced swordsmanship? A set of Taixuan swordsmanship is full of mistakes and is extremely unfamiliar. It is as good as that of a new disciple." Level?"

Therefore, after reuniting with his junior brother in a real sense, Xuanjizi gave him a lesson before he could share the feelings of separation with his junior brother in the past few years. The senior brother was very kind. This scene is exactly the same as it was in the Taixuan Taoist Sect seven years ago. There is no difference.