Jian Wushuang asked again, "Are you going to keep walking like this without any goal?"
Song Wuxin nodded, "Yes, just keep walking forward until you find it or until you can't walk anymore."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Chen Qing asked.
Song Wuxin grinned again, "For people like us, if we can live one more day, we will earn it. Life and death are not things we can consider. What's more, sometimes death is not necessarily a good thing."
When Chen Qing heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "See, you two fools."
The two of them, in front of this group of powerful figures, looked extremely embarrassed, holding the corners of their clothes and not knowing what to say.
In the end, Jian Wushuang said, "The journey here is far from as simple as you think. If you can't even protect yourself in the simplest way, your end will never be any better than today."
"If I hadn't been waiting, you and your brother would have died long ago. Would you still be alive and well today?"
"If you don't even cherish your own life, then I advise you not to take your brother to death with you."
Song Wuxin was shocked when he heard Jian Wushuang's words, but a hint of bitterness immediately appeared in his eyes.
"I also want to keep him alive, but I am naturally stupid and my control over the power of generation is extremely weak, and I am simply unable to cope with possible crises."
Jian Wushuang said quietly, "Since talent is insufficient, we must make up for it the day after tomorrow, or change it in other ways."
"You, practice swordsmanship?"
After hearing this, Song Wuxin hurriedly took off the dagger that looked like a fire stick from his waist, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm not particularly proficient in swordsmanship. I picked up this sword earlier for self-defense."
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Jian Wushuang raised his hand to take out the dagger and pulled it out of the scabbard. The blade was already worn out, and I am afraid that even some spiritual beasts in the ordinary world may not be able to kill them.
"Just throw this sword away." He said without raising his head, and then looked at Chunqiu, "Chunqiu, let's see if there is any real sword."
Chunqiu nodded and quickly began to rummage among the rings.
When Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and Cui Jing were in the former heaven, they almost emptied the Six Crow Emperor's heavenly treasures, and almost filled an entire Najie.
Soon, Chunqiu took out a real sword without a scabbard and a black blade from Najie, and handed it to Jian Wushuang.
The real sword is warm and not cold in the hand. The whole body of the sword is completely black. Only the word "Heavenly Secret" is engraved on the hilt. It is a real treasure sword that is not weaker than Chen Qing's sword.
"Go on." Then Jian Wushuang directly threw the real sword named Tianji to Song Wuxin.
He was shocked, even if he was dull-minded, he knew the weight of the real sword in his hand, and he was speechless for a moment.
"If you want to cure him, you must first make yourself strong."
Jian Wushuang looked at him, his eyes flashing with golden light.
Song Wuxin swallowed his throat and hugged the real sword tightly with both arms.
…
From then on, no one left this heavenly realm for seven consecutive days.
The reason is that Jian Wushuang has been teaching Song Wuxin the most basic sword styles and understanding of the sword's intention.
"Brother Chunqiu, I originally thought that Brother Jian kept strangers away, but now he seems to be approachable. Do you think he will tell me what realm issues I ask him for in the future?"
On the roof of the restaurant, Chunqiu glanced at Cui Jing and said with a smile, "This kind of question will naturally tell you. After getting along for a long time, you will know that Brother Jian is actually not too cold and will take care of the people around him.
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Cui Jingcheng nodded, looking thoughtfully at the figure who was just standing, with an impressive figure, and the light deep in his eyes became more and more determined.
Seven days passed by in a blink of an eye.
When mist gradually surged around the thin figure, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Let's go." Jian Wushuang spoke concisely and concisely. After saying these two words, he turned around and prepared to leave.
With a "plop", Song Wuxin knelt down on the ground, facing his back, and kowtowed heavily for more than ten times.
Song Wuyan, who had stupid eyes and a silly smile, saw his brother kneeling down and quickly knelt down too, kowtowing for more than ten times.
"Sir, I, Song Wuxin, have been wandering around for half my life, and no one has ever given me any favors, causing my brother to suffer all kinds of suffering."
"But Song Wuxin has nothing to repay for your kindness with a meal, a sword, and a thought. I hereby swear that in ten thousand years, no matter what the outcome is, I will rush to your side. I am willing to be a pawn in your life."
, a clear mirror of heaven and earth.”
Jian Wushuang did not look back, but released his Yanli Qingfeng to lift up his two brothers.
"Don't think too much. The reason why I did this was purely on a whim and I didn't ask for anything in return."
"As for you, let's survive first."
After finishing speaking, Jian Wushuang walked away slowly without stopping.
Song Wuxin subconsciously took a few steps forward, but finally stopped where he was and stopped moving forward.
Then he leaned over and carried Song Wuyan on his back, and swept towards the corner of the sky.
…
Although I stayed in this heavenly realm for ten days, it was only a moment.
In the meantime, the heroic woman recovered slightly from her injuries before running away.
But with Di Qing, Chen Qing and others guarding her, she was not able to escape in the end.
"Tell me, why did you go to Beitian Xianzhou?" Jian Wushuang asked calmly with his hands behind his back.
The heroic woman's face was cold, but there was inexplicable anger in her eyes.
"You'd better answer honestly, otherwise your end will be no better than those of the previous Immortals." Chen Qing threatened in a cold voice.
The heroic woman sneered lightly. Even when facing Jian Wushuang, Di Qing and others were not afraid, "If you want to take action, do it as soon as possible. Why bother to waste words? This is not like your style not long ago."
As soon as these words came out, Jian Wushuang frowned.
"You answer truthfully, and I'll let you go once. Are you, the Seven Swordsmen, going to Beitian Xianzhou to kill Young Master Mo?"
She said coldly, "Don't you think your question is quite stupid? Do you think I will answer?"
"Damn it, I have to teach you a lesson." Chen Qing said angrily, raising his hand to teach her a lesson.
But then, Jian Wushuang stopped Chen Qing, looked at her and said, "Whether your purpose is to kill Young Master Mo is not of interest to me. What I am interested in is the force behind you, how tyrannical it can be."
To the point where the purpose is to assassinate the emperor’s son.”
The heroic woman was shocked, and a trace of panic flashed across her body.
"You can go." Jian Wushuang said, then motioned for her to go.
She was stunned, obviously not expecting him to let her go so easily.
But the heroic woman didn't hesitate too much and was ready to leave in a flash.