Chapter 7 I have no regrets against all difficulties and dangers!
"Ding ding~ ding ding~" A rhythmic knocking sound rang out. Yi Tianxing felt dizzy in his head. His whole body was groggy and very uncomfortable. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw something very strange.
In the simple house, there was a raging fire not far away from the house, which made the temperature inside the house very high. The sun outside the window was very bright, and it was accompanied by several clear and melodious sounds of birdsong.
"A person without a soul is born unable to become a swordsman!" Yi Tianxing recalled Cai Zhong's words in his mind, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body seemed to be paralyzed on the bed, without any strength. For Yi Tianxing
It is said that the future is uncertain, but I am destined to walk in darkness with no daylight!
"Why do you want to watch such a joke with me!" Yi Tianxing looked at the blue sky outside the window and roared loudly in his heart. Why, why did God treat me so unfairly and deprive me of the qualification to become a strong man? Yi Tianxing felt a surge in his heart.
Resentment rushed straight to his forehead, and he immediately felt a pain in his chest. A fishy and salty taste surged up from his throat. His pale face turned rosy, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Are you awake?" A hoarse and deep voice sounded from the door, and a burly body blocked the sunlight that originally shone through the window.
"Why am I here!" Yi Tianxing's voice was also hoarse, and he felt a slight pain in his throat. There was deathly silence in his originally smart eyes, and the divine light now turned into a gray color. Here Yi Tianxing
Naturally, Tianxing is no stranger to him. It is the place where Uncle Hong usually makes iron, and it is also Uncle Hong’s home.
"You fell outside my door, and I brought you in!" Uncle Hong took a few sips of wine and wiped the marks around his mouth with his broken sleeve.
"Cold air has entered your body, and your qi and blood are not flowing smoothly, causing your meridians to become blocked." Seeing the blood on the corner of Yi Tianxing's mouth, Uncle Hong said very calmly, and at the same time, he placed a bowl of water with a light fragrance on Yi Tianxing's mouth.
On the small table next to Tianxing's pillow.
"Drink the medicine first!"
Yi Tianxing turned to look at the night medicine on the pillow. A faint fragrance lingered in it, refreshing, but Yi Tianxing did not do anything. He turned to look at Uncle Hong, who was still so cold and wrinkled.
There was a look of vicissitudes of life on his face, and his cloudy eyes were filled with a kind of indifference.
"Old man, did you know that I am actually a soulless person!" Yi Tianxing said very calmly, his eyes staring blankly at the top of the bed, as if he could see the sky through the roof. Although Uncle Hong
Usually he is a little cold, even indifferent, but Yi Tianxing can talk to him very well. Now Yi Tianxing is like finding someone to talk to and vent all the grievances and resentments in his heart.
"Hmm!" Uncle Hong hummed softly as before, and at the same time he started banging the iron tool in his hand as usual, as if he didn't have the slightest bit of attraction as Yi Tianxing said.
"Do you know what the soulless person represents? It means that I will never be a swordsman or a strong man in this life!" Yi Tianxing didn't seem to care about Uncle Hong's attitude at all, and spoke alone,
"I still remember the scene before Uncle Hua died that day. Uncle Hua smiled and said to me that he must become a strong man. This is the agreement between me and his man! Even if he turns into an ice sculpture, he
Still have that smile."
"I have always kept this smile deep in my heart. I hope that one day I can face the blue sky and tell Uncle Hua loudly that I have fulfilled my agreement with him and become a strong man standing at the top of this continent.
.But just today, I was told that I am a soulless person, a soulless person who cannot cultivate!"
"Haha~~" Yi Tianxing said and finally laughed loudly. At the same time, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down his cheeks. The laughter finally turned into a gentle sob. No matter how strong Yi Tianxing is,
, no matter how mature he is, he is still just a child who has just turned seven. Faced with such a huge blow, he cried for the first time, crying with so much desolation and heartbreak.
For a child, dreams are always the most beautiful and splendid. But now, Yi Tianxing's dream has been shattered, and his ideals have been shattered. All the beauty and magnificence he once fantasized about have gone with the wind like dandelions, leaving nothing behind.
The slightest trace is like a dream.
"Ding ding~ ding ding~" Uncle Hong was still beating the iron in his hand like a machine. Even though Yi Tianxing was sobbing quietly there alone, there was only a trace of intolerance and helplessness in his cloudy eyes, but he was immediately beaten.
Covered by an incomparable determination.
After a full stick of incense, Yi Tianxing's sobs subsided, but his originally bright eyes were now as swollen as walnuts, and his eyes were even more bloodshot.
"So, what do you want now?" Uncle Hong finally put down the iron tool he was banging and slowly stood up. He unscrewed the wine gourd and took a sip, then asked calmly.
"How?" The originally dead expression in Yi Tianxing's blood-red eyes froze slightly, but then fell into silence again.
"You can't become a swordsman. So, do you want to give up the agreement you made with Jiang Hua and just spend the rest of your life in this village?" After saying this, Uncle Hong glanced at Yi Tianxing briefly, "You still want to stick to yourself.
Make the promise and become a strong man!"
"Strong!" When Uncle Hong mentioned these two words, Yi Tianxing's originally lifeless eyes suddenly palpitated, but then he regained his sadness again.
"Strong man, is this still possible!" Yi Tianxing laughed softly, but the laughter was full of bitterness.
"The way you are now, I can tell you with certainty that you will never be able to become a strong person in this life, even if you have a unique cultivation talent!" Uncle Hong looked at Yi Tianxing and said very calmly.
A fiery red light visible to the naked eye suddenly shot out from his eyes, and a fierce aura suddenly rose up.
"Buzz~~" At this moment, Yi Tianxing felt that his soul was trembling, just like a small boat in the storm, which could collapse at any time. At the same time, a strange power seemed to wake up from his body, and he was still full of energy.
Weak, but at this moment he seemed to feel a warm current slowly infiltrating his body.
"If you want to become a strong person, the most important thing is not talent, but a strong heart!"
"Heart of the Strong!" Like lightning piercing the void, this voice seemed to penetrate Yi Tianxing's soul and directly pierce Yi Tianxing's heart, and a special emotion slowly emerged.
"Strong!" Yi Tianxing's mind seemed to think of that figure who could control the wind with nothingness, that absolutely powerful and unrivaled sword shadow, and a faint light slowly appeared in the originally dark heart.
"Do I still have hope?" Yi Tianxing propped up his upper body and leaned against the wall, staring at Uncle Hong with burning eyes.
"If you have a heart, there is hope. Do you still have that heart?" Uncle Hong looked at Yi Tianxing and said calmly, but his hands were holding the wine gourd tightly.
"Heart, my heart!" Yi Tianxing murmured in a low voice, and his whole person fell into a strange state. But at this moment, Uncle Hong's eyes had turned fiery red, as if they were like a ball of flame.
It was like burning, and even the space around him was faintly distorted, with a faint ripple spreading across it.
"Heart, the heart of a strong man! Strong man, I want to become a strong man!!!" Yi Tianxing's originally empty and confused eyes gradually condensed again, and finally the divine light flickered, finally returning to the flying spirit of the past.
"I want to become a strong man! For Uncle Hua, and even more for myself!" Yi Tianxing looked straight at Uncle Hong with extremely strong determination.
"Drink the medicine first!" Uncle Hong saw Yi Tianxing's radiant face, and there was a hint of gentleness in the depths of his cloudy eyes again. Turning around, Uncle Hong's old face suddenly had a burst of white air.
gushing, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and beads of sweat were constantly flowing on his forehead. Uncle Hong took a deep breath, and the red light on his face slowly suppressed the white air, and then he was in a small cabinet.
After searching for a while, he pulled out a book with a withered yellow color and handed it to Yi Tianxing.
"Amethyst Immortal Body!" This book is made of unknown material, with five golden characters written on the cover.
"Old man, what is this?" Yi Tianxing flipped through it and found that many of it were pictures, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"This is a self-cultivation method!" Uncle Hong said calmly.
"Physical cultivation!?" Yi Tianxing was slightly stunned. He was still very unfamiliar with physical cultivation. However, it seemed that he had mentioned it before from Uncle Hong.
"Those who practice the soul sword are sword cultivators. And those who practice the body are physical cultivators!" Uncle Hong found a corner to sit down, took a sip of wine and said slowly, "Sword cultivators require a certain amount of talent, not
Everyone is qualified to become a swordsman! But physical training is about a person’s body, so everyone can practice it! Moreover, when physical training is advanced, it is no worse than sword training, and it is even better from a certain perspective.
He said that body cultivation is better than sword cultivation!"
"Physical cultivation, since everyone can practice it, why?"
"Why have you never heard of it, right?" Uncle Hong smiled slightly when he saw Yi Tianxing's expression. But Yi Tianxing felt as if Uncle Hong had seen through it, with a trace of blush on his pale face.
"Because physical cultivation is very dangerous, and you may even die at any time! Moreover, physical cultivation in the early stage is not as good as sword cultivation. Only when you have reached a certain level can you compete with sword cultivation. However, the progress of physical cultivation in the early stage is very slow.
Many people cannot bear the pain of physical training and eventually choose to give up.”
"Can one become strong through physical training?" Yi Tianxing stared at Uncle Hong with burning eyes, and his breath became a little solemn.
"able!"
"Okay, then I will practice!" Yi Tianxing said with great determination, as if there was a fierce flame burning in his eyes.
"Have you really thought about it? The difficulty of physical training is beyond your imagination, and there is even the risk of death at any time!" Uncle Hong looked at Yi Tianxing and said very solemnly.
"Even if it is difficult and dangerous, I have no regrets!"