Li Bufu met Liu Seqing.

He was in the room and called a maid to grind ink and paper for him, and handed him a pen and inkstone. He looked crazy and almost obsessed, and slowly wrote down a piece of characters.

"I send a message to the beautiful lady in Dongshan, so I can annoy Youmeng King Xiang."

"The Zen mind has become muddy and will not be rushing up and down with the spring breeze."

Liu Seqing is a disciple of Bashan Jianlu. He was originally an authentic Taoist sect, but at this time he picked up his pen and wrote a Buddhist poem.

His handwriting is not very good either.

There is neither the calmness of the calligraphy master nor the elegance of the poet and the talented man, but there is a powerful momentum in every word, as if he has poured all his efforts into it!

Li Bufu looked at him and wrote the poem extremely carefully, and suddenly asked, "What does this poem mean?"

He deliberately asked in a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't spoken for many years.

Liu Seqing looked at him in surprise first, then withdrew her gaze and said, "I don't understand either."

Li Bufu said, "You don't understand either?"

Liu Seqing said: "It is said that this is a poem written by a monk, and you should know it better than me."

At this time, he really regarded Li Bufu as a Buddhist senior.

Li Bufu said: "Since you don't understand, why do you want to write?"

Liu Seqing said: "I don't understand, but I just want to write. The two do not conflict. Whether you want or not or not is completely different from whether you understand!"

He was originally trapped in entanglement and confusion a month ago, and his words were inevitably blocked, but now he has become quite firm.

Li Bufu asked, "Then what do you have to say."

Liu Seqing said: "I have a lot to say."

Li Bufu said: "Speak slowly, I can listen slowly."

Liu Seqing looked a little sad, but she turned to cheer up and said, "No, right! We all have enough time to say that here is the most time!"

Li Bufu said: "Then why do you spend so much time practicing sword?"

Liu Seqing said: "For the sake of inheritance!"

Li Bufu said: "Inheritance?"

Liu Seqing said: "I saw 'Red Cherry and Green Willow' playing chess in the octagonal pavilion that day. When I heard them talk about the ancient chess scores, I occasionally felt it."

Li Bufu said, "What do you think?"

Liu Seqing said: "Why did the ancients leave chess records? It was nothing more than making it more convenient for future generations to learn chess."

Li Bufu said: "Of course this is the case. The martial arts secrets and key points left by the ancients are also the same principle."

Liu Seqing said: "But after these people die, the dust returns to dust and soil. Why do they leave their unique secrets for future generations?"

"Some experts will naturally feel that I have unique skills and are all in the world and are in the present. If I don't stay for future generations to see, it will be a pity. But some people do not think so."

Li Bufu said, "Oh? What do they think?"

Liu Seqing said: "They are passing on the torch and passing on their torch one after another."

Li Bufu understood the meaning of Liuseqing and said, "It's like in ancient times, humans preserved fire, passed on each generation, and passed on the technologies of farming, weaving, and animal husbandry, right?"

Liu Seqing's eyes showed an unimaginable light and said loudly: "That's right! You're right! These ancestors passed on the skills of survival. They did not get any benefits, but they benefited their descendants endlessly."

"Although I may not be as good as others, I can at least do something for the martial arts world and for later generations. I work hard to comprehend the sword technique, and then leave the essence of the sword technique for later generations to refer to, that is enough!"

Liu Seqing began to write small characters from the fly head under the poem, and it was scattered away, densely packed, and it seemed that he had just realized the essence of "Dancing the Willow Sword in the Return Wind".

Li Bufu said: "What you mean is that you have understood the meaning of inheritance."

Liu Seqing said: "Yes! Nothing I do in this doll villa is meaningless. But at least this thing is meaningful. I spent my whole life comprehending the Liu Jian Huifengwu, and then passed it on to show to those who come into this villa in the future."

Li Bufu said, "What? He can learn Huifengwu Liu Jian, and then what can he do?"

According to the current situation, even if someone reaches the level of a master, he may not be able to "escape" from the Doll Villa.

But Liu Seqing was still very calm and replied: "That's his business."

Li Bufu was shocked when he heard this.

Then Liu Seqing continued: "I heard that the highest level of sword control practiced by seniors Hongying and Luliu is to be able to 'take the head level of a thousand miles away'. I believe that since swordsmanship can reach this level, there is still a way to break the confinement of Doll Villa!"

"A thousand miles away, take the head of someone." Li Bufu knew that this was just a false statement.

The legend of the sword immortal in the world is all in the misty clouds, and it is impossible to find outside the vast ocean.

There was a legend in the world that Shen Lang, Li Xunhuan and other heroes went overseas and became a land god, living a long and healthy life, free and happy life, but I don’t know whether it is true or false.

Liu Seqing said: "Even if later generations cannot really cultivate to that level, he may be able to leave Doll Villa in other ways. At that time, I would have to let him take my sword skills out, and the swordsmanship of my Bashan Jianlu is not lost here!"

Li Bufu suddenly understood when he heard this.

Not only did he understand why Liu Seqing wrote down the essence of Liu Jian in front of him without any scruples, but he also understood what kind of spirit it changed him.

Li Bufu said solemnly: "I think you are already able to break the secret of Doll Villa!"

Liu Seqing suddenly looked up and asked, "Who are you?"

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Li Bufu took Liu Seqing to see Prince Tian.

He believes that Liu Seqing has cracked the secret of "Doll Villa".

Perhaps in a sense, Liu Seqing's "understanding" is the real "cracking". At this moment, the place of Doll Villa has no effect on him, but instead has given him a certain kind of sublimation of his soul and thus breaking through to the Grandmaster.

So Li Bufu felt that he had won.

When he saw Prince Tian, ​​Prince Tian was talking to Lian Chengbi.

The young master of heaven was still sitting on the high stool, and Lian Chengbi sat opposite him.

The most expensive ambergris is burned in the room.

The two young men seemed noble and extraordinary in the scent of smoke, and were both peerless men on earth.

The two of them had a great time talking. When the young master saw Li Bufulai, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Lian, since you already vaguely feel that the Doll Villa is a mystery set by someone on purpose, do you recognize him?"

Lian Chengbi looked at Li Bufu and said, "I always thought he was a bit like a hero who used a knife, but he couldn't recognize each other for a long time."

Li Bufu said, "Who am I like?"

As soon as he spoke, Lian Chengbi seemed to have confirmed his identity.

"It turns out that it was Li Bushu's hero."

Liu Seqing stared at Li Bufu in surprise, and suddenly realized that the "Vajra Prajna Palm" used by Li Bufu before defeating him was actually used in the battle of Shenjiazhuang.

But at that time he was already desperate and didn't think about this at all.

When Master Tian heard Lian Chengbi call out the name "Li Bufu", he smiled and said, "It seems that I won. Master Lian already understands this game."

Li Bufu shook his head and said, "It's not you who wins, but me!"

He then explained Liu Seqing's conversation with him in detail.

After listening, even Chengbi's face couldn't help but look respectful.

The young master said, "Do you think this is your winning?"

Li Bufu replied: "Of course."

The young master of heaven said, "You are wrong."

Li Bufu said calmly: "I'm not wrong. You lost."

The eyes of God suddenly became sharp.
Chapter completed!