Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1128

Chapter 1128: Chapter 1155: What a Sin! (Three More Updates) Chapter 1128: Chapter 1155: What a Sin! (Three More Updates) 'Meaning' is something that can be understood but not conveyed in words; even Yang Zhen didn't know the dialectical relationship between idealism and materialism in philosophy. Yet, one doesn't need to have eaten pork to have seen pigs run, and even if one hasn't seen pigs run, they have at least seen Peppa Pig.

In debating the Way with a sword, Yang Zhen could bamboozle anyone present.

The sword spirit was but a child, so what if it recognized Luo Shanyang? What difference would that make?

Is there a child that can't be settled with a lollipop?

After hearing Yang Zhen's explanation, Luo Shanyang's face was filled with an absurd expression, and pointing at Yang Zhen, he roared, “Yang Zhen, are you deceiving me?”

Yang Zhen, with a look of confusion, asked, “When did I deceive you again?”

This kid must have a persecution complex, always feeling that others are deceiving him. Is it so hard to admit that someone is better than you?

Luo Shanyang didn't think so. His face showing intense pain, he yelled at Yang Zhen, “What's the difference between 'all things can become a sword' and 'all things are a sword'? Why does the sword spirit acknowledge you and not me?”

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned and then fell into deep thought.

Indeed, what is the difference between 'all things can become a sword' and 'all things are a sword'?

Why, upon hearing these words, did the sword spirit abandon Luo Shanyang and run to Yang Zhen's side?

The Sword Demon, with a serious face, was also deep in thought.

Yang Zhen, with a snicker, said, “The sword in your heart is only the sword in your heart. Do you know that a sword is a sword, not the sword you think it is?”

Luo Shanyang: “???”

Seeing the confused expression on Luo Shanyang's face, Yang Zhen knew that this kid would never understand this principle.

Like the moon reflected in the water or flowers in a mirror, they are merely shadows, yet scholars and poets read all kinds of emotions into them, not realizing that whether it's deep and profound or full of grief and resentment, both are right and both are wrong.

The moon and flowers have no emotions; it is the people who do!

The sword has no emotions; it is the swordsmen who do!

The Taia Sword and the Edgeless Sword alike, the Yuchang Sword embodies an audacity of 'none but me,' while Ganjiang and Moye represent a distinctly different, almost insane conviction.

People always imbue various swords with various emotions.

This has strayed from the original intention of the sword. Although not necessarily incorrect, it is indeed putting the cart before the horse.

With a casual wave, Yang Zhen filled the entire mountaintop with the fragrance of the sword spirit and, staring at Luo Shanyang, asked, “Do you know what this is?”

Luo Shanyang still hadn't recovered from his shock, and replied dumbly, “This… is this the sword spirit?”

“Wrong!”

Yang Zhen turned and walked away, his departure extraordinarily nonchalant as if the fragrance that filled the air didn't take away a trace of him.

As Yang Zhen turned his back to leave the mountaintop, his profound and meaningful voice echoed.

“This… is but a flower!”

What sword spirit?

In Yang Zhen's hand was indeed just a flower, although it was transformed from the sword spirit, but what Yang Zhen said was not wrong at all–it was merely a flower.

Everyone on the mountaintop, including Nine Dragons and the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, all craned their necks to look at the increasingly distant Yang Zhen.

At that moment, Yang Zhen's silhouette was infinitely magnified by some force, towering and unfathomable.

Everyone was as stunned as a wooden chicken, as if they had not yet come to terms with Yang Zhen's words about 'all things can become a sword' and 'all things are a sword'.

Nine Dragons frowned in deep contemplation, Heaven Mountain Holy Lord wore a look of bewilderment, and the Sword Demon, as if possessed, gazed at his empty hands and then at the world, entering a state of sudden enlightenment.

This was indeed a huge piece of fortune that Yang Zhen had given him.

No one had ever mentioned such a thing in front of the Sword Devil, such a viewpoint was also the first time the Sword Devil had heard in his life, and the impact on him was far greater than on anyone else present.

In fact, Yang Zhen was using this kind of alternative viewpoint, an ambiguous dialectical relationship, to bamboozle the Sword Spirit into confusion!

At this moment, the Sword Spirit was like a child, admiring Yang Zhen immensely, much like a little fanboy.

However… no one knew that Yang Zhen was almost unable to keep up the act.

Damn it, this stuff really shouldn't be used to show off, just the viewpoint of seeing the mountain as a mountain, then not a mountain, almost brought forth a demon in his heart. One can imagine the terrifying impact it had on the minds of others.

After descending from the mountain top, Yang Zhen decided he would never touch this sort of thing again. What with this seeing the mountain as a mountain, now everything he looked at seemed like a sword to him!

Slip away!

The faster and farther, the better!

It was enough to put on a somewhat convincing act, but if he kept it up, he might give himself away.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to break into a sweat, a thunderous and hysterical laughter rang out, the madness of it making Yang Zhen want to curse his mother.

Luo Shanyang's Willow Heart Sword suddenly burst with a blood light, and his whole body surged with blood energy. His eyes turned blood-red as he madly charged towards Yang Zhen.

“It's all fake, everything is fake, Yang Zhen, you fraud, I'll kill you!”

Luo Shanyang looked utterly deranged, caught in a fit of hysteria.

“Possessed?” Yang Zhen was stunned, and took to his heels right then, damn his ancestors, this kind of person should not be messed with, to fight or not to fight, getting hit and then having no reason to explain… who argues with a madman?

“Scoundrel, stand still for me!” Luo Shanyang's Willow Heart Sword's blood light intensified, and it even began emitting bursts of sinister energy.

Yang Zhen, however, had no intention of stopping and while running yelled back, “Stop chasing me, eh! It's not like I'm afraid of your master; if you keep chasing, I'm going to hit you!”

A group of people watched the chase with dumbfounded expressions, completely baffled.

Is this really the same Yang Zhen who had just spoken about everything being a sword?

He looked just like a monkey!

Luo Shanyang was even worse off, completely gone mad, probably having forgotten who he was, simply brandishing the Willow Heart Sword in his frenzy to hack at Yang Zhen.

“Damn it, Sword Devil you old man, aren't you going to control your crazy disciple?” Yang Zhen cursed while running. He turned his head to look at the Sword Devil and found him also entranced, which abruptly made his blood boil, “I, Sao Saint, said it before, you should have just obediently watched me woo… subdue the Sword Spirit. You had to compete over something, and now look, you've brought this suffering upon yourself. Sword Devil old man, if you don't step in now, your disciple is about to explode!”

“What a sin!” Nine Dragons shook his head, his face full of regret. A fine sword enthusiast had now become a sword lunatic!

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord looked astonished and turned to glance back at Li Qingfeng and others who were still immersed in the dialectics of everything being a sword. With a light snort, the Holy Lord said, “Gather your minds!”

Pfft!

Li Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face full of shock.

Fu Yao took deep breaths, his body instantly drenched in sweat.

“What on earth is the deal with this Yang Zhen?” Li Qingfeng was truly scared now. To push Luo Shanyang into madness with a single sentence and leave countless people on the scene in deep contemplation, this was not something a normal person could achieve.

Hearing this, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord turned to look at Nine Dragons.

Nine Dragons looked stupefied and murmured, “This old man also encountered him coincidentally.”

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord paused, then spoke out, “This youngster's achievements in the future will be beyond you and me.”

At a certain spot on the mountain top, a shabby old man with a mischievous smile shook his head and said, “Everything is a sword, what a phrase, 'everything is a sword.' A rare clear-headed youth fits this old man's taste, it's just a pity, such an unconventional person, oh ho, Sword Devil old man is waking up.”

Chapter end

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