Chapter 43: Go Kendo
043 Go Kendo
A lone figure appeared in Lin Tianyao's mind.
It was a man, a long sword, a fluttering white dress, an arrogant and free and easy, and that white cloud.
His sword, misty and dusty, made people feel an unspeakable loneliness!
With a light breath, Lin Tianyao's expression looked a little surprised. "Unexpectedly, he got his legacy."
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lone city, Wancheng Mountain.
Yes, the man is the master of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng!
His swordsmanship is truly awesome, but...
As if thinking of something, Lin Tianyao frowned.
If he didn't know what a sword was before, in his opinion, a sword is only a sword after all, and talent is the most important. Only someone can master the sword.
I am afraid that it is a master of kendo in other worlds. It still seems to be the case.
But when this time was inherited by Lord Baiyun, Lin Tianyao found the sword, not the sword. Because in the heart of the city master, he is sincere to the sword, he is the sword, the sword is life, everything. If you want to reach the extreme of swordsmanship, you need to cut off all the fetters and abandon your emotions, just like the white clouds in the sky, wandering in the mountains and hills, without flaws, no dirt, no ties.
This ruthless kendo is also the reason for Lin Tianyao's frown.
He can't do it without any trouble, and it's even nonsense to abandon feelings. If there is no company such as Xiaoxian, then what is the point of being invincible?
In this way, Lin Tianyao abandoned the sword of Baiyun City Master and tried to comprehend his sword.
In everyone's heart, there is his own understanding of the sword.
What is a sword?
Lin Tianyao was lost in thought. He murmured and repeated his own question.
The little fairy on the side seemed to know that his master was in a bottleneck. He stood there quietly, pursing his mouth without a word.
As time passed, Lin Tianyao's brows grew tighter.
Right now, in Lin Tianyao's heart, the sword is neither himself nor he is sincere.
So what is a sword? This problem was like a thunderbolt on that sunny day, directly hitting him.
Thinking anxiously, Lin Tianyao choked out his chopping knife, and as he danced, the sword changed and became misty.
Suddenly, Lin Tianyao thought of Xiaoxian, Qin Wanru, Xunzi, Shizuka, Saye, Li!
Now the sword in his hand, combined with that swordmanship, already had his own life inexplicably.
Unconsciously, Lin Tianyao's whole body gradually swelled with mist, like dreams.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoxian stayed for a while, then seemed to understand something, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Tianyao, who danced the sword in the mist, seemed to be dancing in the sea of clouds. The fog fluctuated. Lin Tianyao in the middle is the more misty and beautiful the sword.
Anyone with insight will find here that this scene is beautiful but deadly!
The artistic conception of this swordsmanship has obviously broken away from the world and entered a higher stage, which can be called Tao!
Seeing Lin Jianyao's dancing sword light, Xiaoxian only felt a flower in front of her eyes.
auzw.com What appeared in front of her is no longer a sword move, but an extremely beautiful fairy.
A white shirt, a blue silk shawl.
It looks a bit similar to Xiaoxian himself, but there is something more.
At the next moment, the figure dissipated.
Lin Tianyao received the sword and sheathed back.
"Master, your sword..." Xiaoxian stopped talking.
"The sword is my lover!" Facing Xiaoxian's gaze, Lin Tianyao finally revealed what the sword was in his heart.
What Lin Tianyao realized was sentimental swordsmanship.
There are love swords, lovers.
Hearing his words, Xiaoxian stunned for a moment, then smiled happily. "Congratulations to your master, you understand your own heart of kendo."
"Hehe." Lin Tianyao smiled.
At this time, he was like Nirvana reborn, and he washed away the plumbago.
His body was less of a former childish, market spirit, and a trace of dust and mistiness. It is closer to Xiaoxian's temperament.
But temperament is temperament, but the essence of this man can't be changed, just listen to him and say after laughing. "Xianxian, do you think our husband and wife are more married now?"
"Yes. If you can not use this insignificant expression, Master." Xiao Xian said with contempt.
"Don't you dare to say that your master is insignificant, but you also..." Lin Tianyao touched a soft nail and said viciously.
After hearing this, Xiaoxian pretended to be terrified. "Oh, I'm afraid, the master is so crazy!"
That unrivaled acting really made Lin Tianyao admire in his heart, and he would be fooled if he didn't go to Oscar.
"Okay, let's talk about business, what does that plane draw mean?" Lin Tianyao simply changed the subject.
"As the name implies, it is the items obtained, limited to the lottery of the plane." Xiaoxian replied straightforwardly.
"Uh, what kind are there?"
"Regardless of the type, except for humans, as long as it is owned by the plane, it can be drawn, everything is random."
"Wouldn't it mean that I might get a roll of toilet paper, a box of toothpaste or something?" Lin Tianyao felt very painful after hearing Xiaoxian's explanation. This lottery is not the same as buying a lottery ticket.
"Theoretically, this is the case, but you have a good fortune, you may get a razor, a towel or something!" Xiao Xian said with consolation.
"Xianxian, why did you turn black, do you want my master to vomit?" Lin Tianyao suddenly realized.
"No, people just tell the truth..."
"Toilet paper becomes a razor. I would rather not feed this sad atmosphere!"
"Then the slippers are good, you might get slippers, Master." Xiaoxian's expression of "You earned".
"You're enough! And our family does not lack slippers! Wait, actually think about it, slippers seem to be good, keep those who hit someone at that time..." Speaking of the back, Lin Tianyao felt his chin.
Some unscrupulous master finally made a powerful counterattack.
"Cough, I didn't say anything. Master, are you going to draw a plane now?" For the sake of a part of herself, Xiaoxian succumbed.
"Start." Lin Tianyao looked at Xiaoxian frivolously. The eyes seemed to be saying, chick, fight me, you're still close, the master is in front of me!
