"I'll give you a day off, kid, and go out for a walk. Although you have to practice hard and don't slack off, you also need to take a proper rest." Ta Ling suddenly said to Liu Wei, who was about to turn around.
"Hey, Xiaota, I didn't realize that you're quite cute!" Liu Wei chuckled, and suddenly said such a sentence, which made Ta Ling completely confused.
Ta Ling's already dark face suddenly looked even darker. He was silent for a moment, then his eyes were firm and he said with a serious expression: "You can say I'm tall, you can say I'm handsome, you can say I'm awesome, you can say I'm
Awesome, but please don’t call me cute. I am an adult and cuteness has nothing to do with me, thank you!”
Liu Wei ignored Xiaota's shameless appearance. In fact, he was just as shameless and shameless as Xiaota. Ta Ling did not pursue the boy's disregard. He waved his hand with a dark face, and Xiaota rushed out.
The ground appeared in the abyss, and he himself disappeared.
He originally wanted to let this boy go play outside for a day, but you made me unhappy, so I will throw you into this abyss, and you can do what you want. Anyway, I did what I said, and I didn't break my promise, so I let you out.
.It’s just Ta Ling’s thoughts at this time.
After Liu Wei watched the small tower disappear, he thought and came outside. The small tower turned into a black light and submerged into the young man's sea of consciousness, floating quietly.
There was no one around the abyss, and the occasional chirping of insects and birds could be heard.
In the abyss at this time, one could still smell the earthy smell caused by the heavy rain. The boy just stood in the sun, feeling the vegetation, insects and birds around him. Looking at the bones of unknown creatures scattered on the ground, he
The original creepy feeling was gone, and the place no longer felt eerie. Maybe it was because the sun was shining brightly now, or maybe it was because he had experienced five years in the tower, and his state of mind had been sublimated.
The young man didn't delve into why the change was so obvious. He just stood like that, with his body upright, like a sharp sword. The sun shone on his face, making his facial features more obvious. There was still a lot of wrinkles on his immature face that had not completely fallen off.
The nipple hair is sharp and angular, and the bridge of the nose is high.
The young man raised his head and glanced at the endless abyss, took a deep breath, and sighed in his heart: Alas! This old bastard is so small-minded, he actually holds a grudge for a joke, throw this to me, let me play with these bones.
?I’m playing with you, you’re a big-headed ghost!
After scolding Xiaota a hundred and eighty thousand times in his heart, he moved his hand and a sword appeared in his hand.
This sword is the Earth-level spiritual sword that Lao Wang gave him. The sword is less than three feet long and a little more than two fingers wide. There are two small characters "Fu Lu" engraved on the hilt. Although the Earth-level spiritual weapon has given birth to spiritual wisdom,
But that spiritual intelligence is like that of a three-year-old child, who is not yet able to speak, and does not have the ability to escape from the body like the high-level spiritual weapon. The holder can only rely on his mind to control it and make it work for him. Although the power is
Not as good as high-level spiritual weapons, but fortunately easy to control.
Looking at the Fulu Sword in front of him and thinking about the weapon spirit, Liu Wei had many thoughts in his mind.
Everything in the world is not perfect. A tree of one foot must have knots, and a jade of one inch must have flaws. The sky is cloudy and sunny, and the moon is waxing and waning. Things are like this, how can people be embarrassed? Joys and sorrows are the normal state of life.
Nothing is perfect in the past.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Almost at the same moment, two loud sword sounds resounded under the abyss, and then rushed into the sky. One was the sword sound of the Fulu Sword, and the other was the sword sound of the Slaughter Sword. Liu Wei's heart was filled with emotion for a moment.
Open-minded thoughts lead to an improvement in the state of mind, and the way of swordsmanship directly reaches the next level, reaching the point of sword virtuality.
Inside the tower, the tower spirit looked at the young man standing outside under the abyss and murmured to himself: "Should I say you are gifted? Or are you blessed with deep blessings? Looking at the broken sword, it broke through again.
What a piece of shit luck!”
Liu Wei himself did not expect that after practicing in the tower for three years, his swordsmanship level has not improved, but he broke through after standing here for a moment. This may be the so-called epiphany. The young man shook his head and smiled, without much joy.
Affection.
It’s absolutely true that swordsmanship cultivates the mind. Hundreds of years of hard practice may not necessarily yield results, but one can definitely achieve enlightenment once. This does not mean that swordsmanship does not need to be practiced hard. What you practice hard is the cultivation of skills.
What you cultivate is fighting style and mental perseverance; and what you realize is the sublimation of your state of mind and the transformation of your thoughts.
With a thought, the Fulu Sword flew to his feet. The young man raised his feet and stood on it. The sound of a sword sounded, followed by a flash of sword light.
Before the kendo broke through to the Jianxu Realm, he was definitely unable to fly out of the 100,000-foot abyss with his sword. No matter the flight height or flight time, he could not fly out. At this time, when the kendo broke through, his mind had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Every level of swordsmanship has a huge difference in the strength of his mind. At this time, his mind was more than a thousand times stronger than before the breakthrough.
In the past, the maximum height he could reach with his sword was one hundred feet, and the time he could wield his sword was a quarter of an hour. Now, the height he could reach with his sword was exactly one hundred thousand feet, and the time he could wield his sword was three hours, and his speed was several times that of before.
The young man stood on the Fulu Sword and looked at the abyss mountain wall that was passing quickly in front of him. The mountain wall stood straight from bottom to top, as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut open by a sharp blade. Before that, he had thought about flying with the sword for a while.
, he found a place to rest on the cliff for a while and then flew. Now it seems that he was thinking a little too much. There is no place to stay on this cliff. Even birds that are good at climbing the cliff cannot catch it. No wonder the white bones below
Sensen. If he couldn't fly out of the abyss in one go, he would have to wait for death below. Fortunately, he met the small tower, otherwise even if he didn't fall to death, he would be trapped below and die.
At this time, the flying sword was rising faster than the speed when he fell down. He could feel a huge push coming from under his feet, pushing him upwards quickly. Within about half a quarter of an hour, the young man
Yujian stopped on the abyss. Then he glanced around, and after identifying the direction, it turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky again. The direction he flew to was the Liu family.
A sword light accompanied by a figure landed at the original gate of the Liu family. At this time, the Liu family was in ruins, and all the houses and buildings were burned to ashes by the fire. It seemed that the two men in black turned back.
The bodies were set on fire and all traces were destroyed.
The young man looked at the ruins, tears quietly falling from the corners of his eyes. He knelt down outside the gate, kowtowed three times to the inside, got up and left. After a while, he was holding a man-sized and half-man-high man in his hand.
The jar walked into the ruins. He just used his hands to put the ashes in the ruins into the jar bit by bit. Then he carried the jar and took the sword to the place where his brother Liu Ming blew himself up.
He gently put the jar into the big pit, then knelt there, picked up the surrounding soil bit by bit with both hands, and slowly sprinkled it on the jar. As time went by, two hours later, the jar
They had all been buried. At this time, his hands were already bloody, and the blood was dripping, staining the soil in front of the small mound in front of him red, and he seemed to be unconscious.
The young man slowly stood up and walked to a huge rock not far behind him with his sword in hand.
Chi! Chi! Chi! A few swords fell, and a stone tablet was cut from the boulder. The stone tablet was more than three feet high, less than two feet wide, and half a foot thick.
The young man raised the Fulu Sword in his hand, and the sword exuded fierce sword intent. The sword light danced, and after a soft sound, two lines of words appeared on the stone tablet: "Tomb of the Liu Family - Unworthy Descendant Liu Wei."
Liu Wei carried the tombstone to the mound, placed it heavily in front of the mound, and then raised his hand and slapped the top of the tombstone. The tombstone sank a foot into the ground. The young man knelt in front of the tombstone again, silently.
With.
After kneeling for a while, Liu Wei suddenly arrived: "Xiaota, do you have any wine?"
The tower spirit did not respond, but a jar of wine slowly floated out from the small tower in his sea of consciousness and landed in front of the young man. The young man lifted the wine jar, opened the stopper, and poured it half a circle in front of the tombstone.
, and took a swig of it.
After just one gulp, Liu Wei's entire face turned red instantly, and he coughed violently.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
After coughing for a while, Liu Wei took a sip of wine and felt much better this time. After all, Liu Wei had never drank wine at his age. This was the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair. Naturally, she choked on the first mouthful.
Liu Wei just drank one mouthful of wine at a time, and after a while, he became drunk.
When Liu Wei was drunk, it was really hard to explain. He cried sometimes, laughed sometimes, and mumbled. I don’t know what nonsense he was talking about, and I couldn’t hear a word clearly. But between crying and laughing, he was still drinking, and finally
He lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
It was already late at night, and the sky was filled with stars. On a late autumn night, in the desolate mountains, the wind passed by with a hint of coolness, and the rustle of leaves could be heard nearby. The boy lay on the dirt ground, as if he felt cold, and curled up
Behind the hills in the distance, a few wolf howls occasionally came. A mouse that came out of nowhere smelled the smell and came to Liu Wei. Just as he was about to lick the spilled wine, he was suddenly murmured.
The young man was so frightened that he immediately ran away.
The young man lay like this all night in front of the tombstone. In his sleep, he dreamed of his grandfather, brother, and uncles and aunts. Liu Wei's face was filled with a sweet smile, but the corners of his eyes that had not been cooled by the cold wind were still there.
Blown teardrops and a cluster of quiet will-o'-the-wisps were blown far away by the wind and disappeared into the night of the mountains.
At eight or nine in the morning, the sun shone warmly on the young man's cheeks, and he slowly opened his eyes. He didn't cry anymore, got up, knelt down and kowtowed three times again, and then said: "Grandpa, brother, everyone
Uncles and aunts, rest in peace, I will avenge you!"
After the words fell, the young man stood up, without melancholy or sadness.
He raised his head and glanced at the Sun Queen, which was still slowly trying to climb up. A sword light flashed past, and the young man appeared in the sky with his sword. As the sword light became farther and farther away, the young man finally turned into a black streak.
The dot disappeared into the distance.
In the same place, there is a lonely grave, a tombstone, and a wisp of sword intent.