Japan, the night breeze is as cool as water. (_&&)

A black-clothed ghost head walked slowly through the tall and majestic Amaterasu Palace and walked into the backyard of Mount Fuji, which was full of cherry blossoms. This is the forbidden area in the forbidden area. Except for the ghost head, others are never allowed to come, because this is the place where Tianzang, a master of Japan, went to seclusion and practiced hard.

Master Tianzang has the prestige of Amaterasu in Japan, and has the most supreme hidden power. Without a real name, people are prohibited from following orders. In a sense, it can be said that Tianzang is the most powerful person in Japan. That kind of power is incomparable to the emperor today.

However, Tianzang has been focusing on martial arts practice for more than ten years and has long ignored worldly affairs.

This is also a reason why Chu Tian and the big circle brothers were able to roam Japan without anyone stopping it. The backyard of Mount Fuji is a place with dangerous scenery, located on a cliff. Even if there is sunlight during the day, the strong mountain wind still gives people the illusion of being on the top of the ice peak.

However, there is something strange here, that is, in the center of the backyard as big as a square, there is a green jade pillar more than half a person tall and about stubborn. At the end of the stone pillar, it is like a tray containing objects, and there is a samurai sword with a diameter of three feet, and there is a bright smoke from a bright light in the middle.

Although the mountain wind is strong, it cannot have any effect on the knife.

At this moment, about a foot of the stone pillar, a majestic figure stood with his hands behind his back. Although he was just standing there quietly, it gave people the feeling of being a gun that could not be said to be sharp and arrogant. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this man's power and willing to be a follower.

Even the mountain wind became gentle, and even his silk never blew up.

This person is the supreme Japanese warrior, Tianzang.

One day every month, Tianzang would come to the sword and stand silently. It is often three days and three nights without saying anything. Since the ghost head became sensible, he did not know who his parents were. He was led by Tianzang, and his whole body of martial arts was also carefully granted by Tianzang.

This is his benefactor, and he is close to his father

Looking at the back of Tianzang like a sky, the ghost head rose from the bottom of his heart, as if it was no longer scary to be wiped out, because if there was a heaven hidden in it, there would be nothing in this world that could stump him. Then, the ghost head was surprised by his fragility, which had never happened in many years.

But since fighting with that guy named Chu Tian, ​​this feeling of desire to be protected occasionally appears in my heart. In a trance, a voice came faintly: "Ghost Head, why is your heart beating so chaotic? Is there any unsolvable knot in my heart?"

The ghost head felt a flash in front of him. The man had appeared beside him, his sword-like eyebrows, and his eyes that had insight into the world. Yingwei's face had a beauty that surpassed the sentient beings in the world. The ghost head unconsciously lowered his head, and he felt that his thoughts were completely seen through.

Although he never intended to hide anything from Tianzang, he couldn't help feeling ashamed at this moment. He was a warrior who had been practicing for many years, but he couldn't even deal with a boy. Instead, he was asked by his master, which made him sigh that he was shallow.

Fortunately, Master Tianzang did not ask questions, but instead deviated from the point of view:

"Jinggong knelt for another day? How many sunrises and sunsets have it?"

The ghost head took a deep breath and replied respectfully: "If you take the days when the windy and rainy are not sunny, Prince Jinggong has knelt for forty-seven times, sunrise and sunset. Just kneel on two more times, you will reach the forty-nine set by Master. Master, are you going to see her?"

Tianzang was calm: "If she doesn't wake up, continue to kneel."

"Tianchuan followed the fool, so he asked him to kneel down."

The ghost head lowered his head slightly: "I understand"

"You are not in Mount Fuji these days."

Master Tianzang turned his mind again: "You are going down the mountain."

Hearing the master objectively explaining his whereabouts, although he did not question at all, the ghost head lowered his head and told the facts: "I went down the mountain, and I also went to the Heavenly Dynasty to find Chu Tian to seek justice for a friend. I fought three times in front of Chu Tian, ​​and had a slight advantage."

"But in the end he was defeated by Chu Tian with one move."

A trace of helplessness and sadness flashed across the face of the ghost head, as if he had returned to the scene of the palace restaurant: "I tried my best to attack the most proud sword in my life, but Chu Tian was able to seize the gap between the sword technique and take action. The ghost head defeated this life with his charity. It was only after he gave him a gift to pick it up."

Master Tianzang still kept the ancient well Bubo. He ignored Guitou and left Mount Fuji, and ignored who Guitou seeks justice for. He just showed a hint of curiosity and spoke in a calm tone: "You mean, he defeated you with one move? This is the legendary god and ghost of Chu Tian Zhenru?"

Chu Tian’s strength made Tianzang become interested.

The ghost head exhaled a long breath and replied honestly: "I didn't believe that he was so perverted, but the fact is that I was injured by his one move. Even if I didn't fight the Master of the Supervisor three times, I couldn't withstand his three moves. I now understand the prince's helplessness."

A light appeared in Master Tianzang's peaceful eyes. He knew that although the ghost head's skills had not reached the realm of singing in the world, they were also above the surging and heroic rushing rivers. Such a warrior could not even withstand Chu Tian's three moves. This shows how strong the latter's martial arts cultivation is?

"I didn't expect that many talents in the Celestial Empire would emerge, and a new generation would be better than an old friend."

He looked up at the samurai sword on the pillar, and a smile appeared invisible at the corner of his mouth. Then the ghost head heard the master muttering: "Maybe I really should have come out, there are seven days left, and there are seven days left, and, after the deadline is over, maybe I should find an opportunity to meet Chu Tian."

Speaking of this, his voice slightly improved: "There is still an old friend I haven't seen in twenty years."

In the confusion of ghost head, Tianzang had turned around and pointed to the samurai sword on the pillar: "Ghost head, do you know why I hang the sword on it? Do you know why I come to watch every month? Because my master is reminding myself that there is a heaven beyond heaven, so you must know shame before you can be brave."

The ghost head looked stunned: "Shameful?"

Master Tianzang seemed to be talking about a secret, or was talking about his thoughts: "Twenty years ago, I thought that martial arts had reached its peak and there were not many enemies in the world, so I went to the Heavenly Dynasty to challenge a warrior. After all, looking at the world, China is the only place where dragons and tigers are hidden."

The ghost head subconsciously raised his head, glanced at the samurai sword on the pillar, and then spoke respectfully: "Although the master twenty years ago lacked some heat and experience compared to now, the power of martial arts should be enough to sweep China. I think the master must have won that battle."

"Then I'll be alone and seek defeat, and I'll seal Mount Fuji."

He was even fantasizing about the splendor of the battle and how his master was, but Tianzang shook his head gently and smiled faintly: "You were wrong, I lost that battle. Although I had never fought with that warrior in one move and half a stance, I knew that the end result would be my miserable defeat."

The ghost head's body shook, and his face was filled with disbelief. He could not believe that Tianzang would lose: "Master, did you lose? How could this be possible? How could you lose? And didn't you not compete with the other party? How did you know that you would lose miserably? The ghost head is dull, please let the master know clearly."

Tianzang is the god in the mind of Guitou, and the latter is difficult for him to accept the fact that his master has lost.

Tianzang's face showed a smile, and he reached out to pat his disciple who had served him for many years and said, "Ghost Head, victory or defeat is common in military affairs. If a warrior does not fail, it is not that he has no opponent, but that he has never compared with others, and there is no defeat if there is no battle."

"Otherwise, who has never failed? There is nothing shameful about it."

These words were like lightning to split the knot in the ghost's heart. He seemed to have realized something and nodded. Winning and losing are common for warriors. He lost to Chu Tian, ​​but he also won three consecutive games? There is no need to worry too much about losing and losing. He should care whether he has made progress.

Ten years have passed, that is the sorrow of the warrior.

"Master, I realized it."

The ghost head stood up straight and said in confusion:

"But I still don't understand. How do you know you lost?"

A rare burning flashed across Tianzang's face, as if he was back to the contest many years ago. He raised his finger and said, "The teacher back then was like a surging river, and his momentum was enough to sweep the world and everything, but the other party was simple and unpretentious. I would disdain the ordinary ones no longer ordinary."

The ghost head understood that warriors often pay attention to momentum. Opponents without momentum are easily looked down upon. At this moment, he could imagine the situation before Tianzang and his opponent went to war. Between the sky and the earth, two warriors stood opposite each other, one side was as powerful as a rainbow, and the other side was dull and unshocked.

"But I knew I was wrong as soon as I pulled the knife."

A hint of admiration emerged in Tianzang's eyes, and a few words were slowly thrown out: "I also know that I lost. My samurai sword was only halfway through, but the other party's black sword had been unsheathed. Moreover, his whole body became thrust straight into the world because of the sudden appearance of the blade, and his momentum instantly overwhelmed me,,,"

"I know very well that I am not his opponent."

The ghost head was shocked: "What? The other party drew his sword and passed by his master?"

He now understands why his master admits defeat before the fight. He is not as good as others in his sword drawing. If he continues to fight, he will only bring shame on himself. Especially when the master fights, it is a little bit enough to show his life and death. Then he heard Tianzang say: "I promise to seal the sword for twenty years after I admit defeat,"

"Twenty years later, I will find him again if I have the chance."

"In another seven days, it will be twenty years."

With a sigh, Tianzang turned around and left: "I just don't know if he is alive."

"Ghost head, you go and step on the heavenly court again,,,"

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