[Rebirth] Chivalry

"Oh, that means you let the ancient Jiuyuan sword escape, and you scrapped the Danqing Scroll?" Shu Ling raised her eyebrows and squinted at Wei Mingliu: "You just brought me Powang back?"

"Yes." Wei Mingliu rubbed his nose, and looked at Shu Ling with an embarrassed expression: "Thank you, Master Shu Ling, for your help, this kid managed to save his life."

"Tut tsk tsk..." Shu Ling looked at Wei Mingliu with disgust, half of her soul body was lazily floating in the air, "So, the person you want to protect is safe and sound?"

Wei Mingliu nodded.

Shu Ling suddenly floated in front of Wei Mingliu's eyes. To be specific, the tip of his nose was only a hair's breadth away. Those almost transparent, amber pupils stared at him firmly, and questioned: "Wei Ruowu will one day aspire to the way of swordsmanship." Zhifeng, when the time comes, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide enough for him to walk, why do you think...he needs your protection."

Wei Mingliu looked at Shu Ling in silence, and after a while, he replied, "Master Shu Ling, you should know the answer better than me."

Shu Ling squinted her eyes, floated to the small wooden table by the window again, took a sip of cold tea, and sighed: "You are right, Wei Ruowu is the pillar of the future of the sky, and the ghost of the demon world." People have been trying to kill him before his sword heart is fully developed. The cultivation bases of the people sent out are better than one."

"Wu Xiuyu will be destroyed by forest wind." Wei Mingliu knew that Shu Ling had been watching him, so he took a deep breath and said, "Master Shu Ling, what do you want to say, just say it, Wei Mingliu has only one wish in this life. , that is, one day I hope to see Wei Ruowu reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship as he wishes."

"If you really want to protect him, I can teach you a set of sword tactics." Shu Ling's expression suddenly became solemn, and she said in a low voice: "This sword formula is called Abandoning the Sword. Once it is activated, it will cost you the soul. There will be no chance of reincarnation, but with the help of the power of Yin-Yang and Huangquan Dao, it can leapfrog the level and kill the demigod at the peak of Huashen. However, this move is related to Wei Ruowu's heart, and can only be used for When Wei Ruowu is threatened with life and death. The rest of the time is useless, and you need to be unwavering and hesitant to succeed in the sword, are you willing?"

"I..." Wei Mingliu was just about to answer, but Yan Buvai in the sea of ​​consciousness stopped and said, "What are you learning! I have enough skills to teach you. This kind of sword art that kills you will do you a hundred harms but will not benefit you at all. No matter how good a kid is, there should always be a limit!"

"Yes." Wei Mingliu said, looking into Shu Ling's eyes.

Yan Buwai was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he pointed at Wei Mingliu with his finger. Finally, he threw up his sleeves and hid in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and stopped talking.

"My lord Shu Ling has sharp eyes. I must have seen that although I have a deep understanding, I don't have half the heart to fight. You just need to believe me--for Wei Ruowu, I will repay him with my life!"

"Okay!" Shu Ling clapped her palms and smiled: "Then I will tell you the truth. My surname is Wei, and my full name is Wei Shuling. It seems that Wei Ruo has no distant relatives, and it is precisely because of collateral that he will practice this abandoned sword protection. The successor of the master's family - however, the Wei mansion was destroyed by the demon lord Feng Su back then, and only Wei Ruowu and I remained. Protecting Zhizhi sounds like a complete sacrifice technique, which should not be tabooed by many people, but it just happens—this sword move cannot be used up or down, and it is naturally restrained in Wenjian Jue."

"Ask the sword?" Wei Mingliu faintly felt that this word seemed to have been heard somewhere...

"That's right. Asking the Sword Art was created by the Divine Pen. It is an exclusive mental method specially prepared for the sword master of the Eight Swords that he forged. If we can kill Wei Ruowu now, then besides the sword master appointed by the Divine Pen No one else could succeed. To tell you the truth, although Bai Shaohua is in charge of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, he is at best a puppet of Feng Su, and your real opponent is Feng Su. There are pawns I planted in the demon world. It is rumored that they It's preparing for Feng Su's resurrection ceremony."

"Could it be..." Wei Mingliu's eyes widened.

"The reason why they snatched the Jiuyuan sword is not because it is the number one ancient sword in the realm of gods, but because a strand of Feng Su's soul resides in this sword. It is not surprising that the sword of benevolence has become a sword of great evil that absorbs the flesh, flesh and soul of living beings." Shu Ling looked at Wei Mingliu and said, "Are you prepared?"

"So, senior, your enemy is the demon lord Feng Su." Wei Mingliu closed his eyes and said softly in the sea of ​​consciousness.And Yan Buwei didn't answer, just kept silent.

"I'm ready, Master Shu Ling."

……

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Wei Mingliu's retreat lasted for half a year.

And in the middle of the month, Wukong Wujing started the sword-questioning conference.

"Haha, you don't know how ugly Luo Jianyao's face is. Although she yelled Huan one by one, senior Wei and senior brother Wei, who doesn't know that the last thing she wants to see Wei Ruowu at the sword-questioning meeting is not because of Wei Ruowu. After Wu came, her brother couldn't help Qiong Dingfeng compete for the first place in the sword-questioning conference? However, Luo Jingyang is also a man, and he said that he couldn't beat my senior brother Wei, but in order to improve, he still asked his senior brother for some tricks. Senior brother actually defeated him with two or three moves, and the disciples of Tianjing Peak hugged each other excitedly at that time, haha..."

Lin Weisi danced and danced to vividly restore the scene at that time, "But it's also strange. In the past, Senior Brother Wei was busy cleaning up the mess for Master, and he almost defaulted to not participating in the sword-questioning conference. This time, I just participated. I asked him why, guess what?" How did he say?"

Wei Mingliu looked at Lin Weisi curiously: "How to say?"

Lin Weisi smacked his lips: "Tsk tsk, brother, he actually said that he was going for the reward, but the reward for this sword-questioning conference is the spiritual spring of the unknown valley, and it is only for us who are often in the Golden Core stage People who are wobbly and have relatively weak foundations are useful when they are promoted to Nascent Soul. Brother, he is now at the Nascent Soul Dacheng stage, so he doesn't need it at all... Although I am very happy to see Luo Jianyao upset. Hehe laugh."

Wei Ruowu silently looked at the white porcelain bottle on the small wooden table beside him, his heart warmed, and he stood up abruptly: "Where is Wei Ruowu now?"

"Senior brother is in the Martial Arts Hall, asking the name of the sword head to accept the challenge of others... No, it is everyone who wants to teach the senior brother... Hey Wei Mingliu, where are you going?!"

……

The Martial Arts Hall of the Boundless Sky is not as solemn and solemn as the Tanyuan Sword League, but it is poetic and picturesque.

One tree after another is full of peach blossoms, and at the highest point there is a small high platform about ten people square, and on the high platform there are two swordsmen dancing swords... no, they are dancing peach tree branches.

"The world's swordsmanship is a family," Wei Ruowu put away the mahogany that had been lightly hit the opponent's throat in his hand, even so the aura of the future sword master was so shocking that the opponent was sweating coldly and did not dare to breathe out. "My life is up to me, not by the sword, nor by the sky. Yan Ming, I will give you a word of meditation."

"Thank you, brother. You have worked hard today. I am the last one. You can finally rest today." The disciple who came to ask for advice bowed again and again, and finally raised his head but said in surprise: "Hey, there is another one, what a pain." Brother, I'm leaving first."

Wei Mingliu looked up slightly, the high platform was covered by lush peach trees, and a swordsman in black slowly looked at him, his eyes were like cold stars, clear and extraordinary, and he was dressed in plain black clothes, which was very ordinary. His body is like a sword fairy who has just entered the mortal world, combining the two temperaments of killing and courage and being a banished immortal into the world. This scene seems to have been seen many times in dreams, but none of it is clearer than it is now.

Wei Mingliu's Adam's apple rolled, and when he saw the black-clothed swordsman seeing him, he suddenly showed a faint smile, which at that moment made the surrounding peach blossoms pale in color.

"Ming Liu, come to the sword!"

But the other party threw him a peach branch, Wei Mingliu was startled, then shuddered, and conditioned to dodge Wei Ruowu's tentative blow very calmly!

That's not how beauty tricks work... This is a foul!

Wei Mingliu smiled wryly, but Wei Ruowu's eyes lit up suddenly: "It seems that your retreat is quite effective, come again!"

The agitated true energy of the swordsman condenses on the sword for a long time, so it is called sword energy.

However, it is very difficult to grasp the timing of the realization of the sword energy, and it is not something that anyone can do at any time.

"Bah!"

But the two young men in this peach forest did it——

It was originally two ordinary peach branches, but they were wielded by the two of them so that sword aura was everywhere.It can be said that if you have a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword.

The turbulent sword energy swept down the peach blossoms on the tree. Looking at it from a distance, it was like a rain of extravagant and wasteful peach blossoms... That miser Wu Yazi would definitely hold his chest and groan when he saw it.

The above is Yan Buwai's complaint.

Wei Ruowu's eyes are like cold stars and ice snow, and his sword style is concise and precise, just enough to restrain the direction of Wei Mingliu's sword every moment without any extra effort.

On the other hand, Wei Mingliu is completely opposite to the sternness of the young man in black. He always has an indifferent and fearless smile, and his right hand holding the sword flips and stabs.

The sword move is just like the person...

"when!"

Wei Ruowu withdrew his sword abruptly, frowned, stared deeply at the opponent for a while, and said, "Is this your sword?"

When the young man in black stared at the person, he seemed to have a terrifying power, which made Wei Mingliu's mind flicker, and he stared blankly at the owner of those eyes.

Those eyes, like a deep pool, glowed with a gleam of light at this moment, like the only star in the vast night, like a ray of early sun, throwing itself into a dark room with an irresistible force.

Just like Wei Mingliu at this moment, he regards the owner of these eyes as the only direction for the rest of his life.

Wei Mingliu sighed deeply in his heart, then smiled and replied directly: "This is my sword."

The protection of a lifetime, the direction of the heart, and the direction of the sword.

This is my sword.

In a trance, Wei Mingliu heard the young man in black say in a very low tone——

"I see."

Wei Mingliu's heart skipped a beat—!

At that moment, he thought that Wei Ruowu had completely seen through his ulterior thoughts about him through his sword intent...

But in the blink of an eye, when he looked at Wei Ruowu again, it seemed that there was no ripple in an ancient well, and no ripples could be seen.

"Ming Liu, you come with me."

……

Wei Ruowu put the sword manual on the table, looked at Wei Mingliu and said, "What do you think about this abandonment of the sword?"

Wei Mingliu closed his eyes, knowing that he had seen through him during the competition, afraid that Wei Shuling would be embarrassed, so he said: "I am not forced by others! Wei Ruowu, I am voluntary to study this book!"

Wei Ruowu stared at him quietly for a moment, and then said calmly: "Do you know the greatest effect of this way of abandoning the sword?"

Immediately, without waiting for Wei Mingliu's answer, he used the edge of his sword to swipe on the ground and scribbled two big characters 'restraint' with strong strokes.

Wei Ruowu frowned, and subconsciously drew a sword move with his sword hand.

"This way of activating the sword energy is very strange, I think—"

"A sword move that uses blood as a medium." Wei Mingliu's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Wei Ruowu didn't really understand the essence of the way of abandoning the sword, so he took the words. "But most of the immortal cultivating families warn their disciples that even if they get it, they can't practice it. If they accidentally cultivate it, they can't let the blood of the hand holding the sword stain the blade."

Wei Ruowu clenched the Shuiwu sword tightly in his hand and said: "The blood contract is really a dangerous method. If I predict correctly, once the blood contract is activated, although the practitioner can get a large increase in ability for a short time, but will be hit later. A serious anti-addiction. Although the way of abandoning the sword was created by my ancestors, the strange thing is that I have never been allowed to touch it..."

Wei Mingliu couldn't help interrupting the other party's thinking, "What are you thinking?"

Wei Ruowu raised his head, looked at Wei Mingliu earnestly and stubbornly, and said, "I want to improve it! Mingliu, since you have chosen this book of swordsmanship, plus you and I have chosen the Nine Turns Xuanyin as the base, your energy, Maybe one day it will be better than me."

"You!" Wei Mingliu was shocked.

What to improve?Improve the way of abandoning the sword?Improve this kind of thing that will surely die if you use it?I can still beat you?you know...

Wei Mingliu had a lot to say and wanted to stop Wei Ruowu, but he couldn't say it.

"The sword moves written in this book are open and closed, and there is a world-renowned demeanor among the flowing clouds and flowing water. It should not be merged with this sinister blood contract. Mingliu, I want to break the blood contract together, say It may bring about innovations in the Central Plains swordsmanship."

The deep black eyes stared at the disapproving eyes of the young man in white, and said softly: "If 'Wu Zheng' is your sword, then I will be able to open up a new path that no one in the world can compete with. Mingliu, do you want to go with me?"

After a long silence, a chuckle escaped from Wei Mingliu's mouth.

"Today I really know how high you think you are." Wei Mingliu smiled, his smile was very real and at ease, as if the haze in his heart had been completely swept away until today.

Because the person who said this was Wei Ruowu, if it was him, maybe he could do it.

"Wei Ruowu,"

The eyes of the young man in white were extremely bright, and he looked at the calm young man in black for a moment, and then solemnly said: "I would like to give up my life to accompany the gentleman!"

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① "Six States Getou" He Zhu