Chapter 2: The Sword Spirit Backlashes the Hero's End
There is a square pond in the center of the Xing Family Mansion. There is only one clear water in it, and there are a few fish that only take half a day to swim.
There are several old maple trees around the pond. They are like the maple trees in the city. Their branches and leaves are withered and trembling in the autumn wind. The blackened maple leaves make a rustling sound, adding a bit of loneliness.
Xing Hao, who was the most powerful person in the Xing family back then and now, is now at the edge of the pond, holding a wine flask, with a melancholy look on his face and silence.
He has seen the power of the Xing family in Blue Maple City, and has also witnessed the decline of the Xing family's masters one by one. It can be said that the Xing family suppressed the Luo family, and the Xue family was led by him, and the Xing family was also led by him when he was the head of the family.
During this period, his life plummeted, and he even buried his three sons and two daughters with his own hands.
If it weren't for the fact that the Xing family still had a single seedling that needed to be taken care of, Xing Hao, who was so ashamed of his ancestors, would have died long ago to apologize.
The ups and downs of the family have made this old man, who can be called the strongest man in Blue Maple City, seem to have seen the vicissitudes of the world, but he also feels a little more unbearable.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of a heart. Although Xing Hao is still alive, his heart has long since died along with his five children.
Others may be able to cheer up and work hard after losing many close relatives, but he is stubborn and feels guilty, so he can only drink to drown his sorrows all day long.
Originally, the single seedling of the Xing family was his only hope. Unfortunately, the single seedling showed no signs of growing into a towering tree.
Xing Nan is the only member of the Xing family, and the only member of the Xing family besides Xing Hao.
Of course, there are only three people in the Xing family now. Apart from Xing Hao and Xing Nan, there is only one servant who was adopted from childhood and is usually responsible for cleaning the courtyard.
The servant was also over fifty years old, and he was standing silently behind Xing Hao with a look of concern on his face.
"grandfather!"
Xing Nan quickly ran to the edge of the pond, without even taking a breath, he said: "Grandpa, I want to borrow the Silent Shadow Sword to use."
Xing Hao looked at his grandson with a complicated expression and asked softly: "Nan'er, why do you want to borrow the Silent Shadow Sword?"
"Well……"
Xing Nan's mind was spinning and he replied: "I want to try to see if I can practice swordsmanship."
If any member of the Xing family had said this in the past, they would have been regarded as treasonous. After all, the Xing family is a martial arts family that believes in the strongest martial arts and would never allow their children to practice swordsmanship.
But now that the Xing family has fallen into decline, and it is obvious that Xing Nan cannot achieve much in martial arts, Xing Hao will naturally not blame him for this. Not only did he not blame his grandson, but he smiled and said: "Maybe this is really true
Your right path, since you have this intention, there is no harm in giving it a try, let your Uncle Chen take you to get the Silent Shadow Sword."
Uncle Chen is the servant standing behind Xing Hao. He used to clean the courtyard. Since the Xing family began to decline, he has become the butler of the Xing family. There is no one who can control the housekeeper.
Over the years, all the former servants of the Xing family have left the Xing family for various reasons, but Uncle Chen has always been extremely loyal to the Xing family.
Uncle Chen led Xing Nan through many courtyards in the Xing family's mansion, and finally entered the Xing family's ancestral temple. He said to Xing Nan: "Come, young master, offer incense and kowtow to your parents and the ancestors of the Xing family."
Xing Nan did as he was told, first offering incense and then kowtow.
When he stood up, Uncle Chen already had a wooden sword box in his hand.
Without thinking, he knew that the sword box contained the Silent Shadow Sword, a heirloom of the Xing family. Xing Nan was slightly excited, took the sword box into his arms, and then ran out of the Xing family's ancestral temple.
Returning to his own room, Xing Nan opened the sword box and took out a three-foot long sword.
The long sword has a simple shape, the blade is clear and the blade is sharp. The word "Silent Shadow" is engraved on the hilt.
In fact, in Xing Nan's opinion, in terms of appearance alone, this Silent Shadow Sword is not as good looking as the sword of the second young master of the Xue family.
However, the sword of the second young master of the Xue family is just a pseudo-spiritual sword without spirituality, while the Silent Shadow Sword is a real spiritual sword. The gap between the two is huge.
After Xing Nan carefully observed it, he placed the Silent Shadow Sword across his knees, and then began to adjust his breath quietly.
It took Xing Nan three days to adjust his condition to the best. During this period, in addition to eating, sleeping and meditating, he also pretended to dance the Silent Shadow Sword in the yard, as if he was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship, but he was only doing it for Uncle Chen.
I watched it with my grandfather.
There is no hesitation, he has already made up his mind to do something, and he never hesitates at critical moments.
After absorbing a breath of cold air, he pressed his palms on the sword of Silent Shadow Sword, then closed his eyes, and the foundation-building technique of the Sword-Devouring Art began to operate silently.
Gradually, the few spiritual energy in his body surged out from his palm and enveloped the entire Silent Shadow Sword.
The spiritual energy belonging to Xing Nan continues to circulate around the Silent Shadow Sword, slowly revealing the sword spirit of Silent Shadow Sword that has been dormant for many years.
The Silent Shadow Sword began to tremble slightly, and clear lines like water waves appeared on the sword body.
The ripples like clear water gradually accelerated and circulated throughout the body of Silent Shadow Sword, causing the sword light to shine endlessly in the wing, and powerful sword intent to wreak havoc.
Buzz!
I don’t know how much time passed, but the Silent Shadow Sword suddenly erupted with a clang, and a sword intent as fierce and powerful as a mountain falling apart. In an instant, everything in the wing except Xing Nan was crushed into pieces, and everything in the wing and the nearby ones were also smashed.
All the houses were razed to the ground.
Xing Hao, who was drinking by the pond in the center of the Xing Family Mansion, suddenly changed his expression and jumped up.
At this moment, a cheetah-like sword-light shadow was suspended above Xing Nan's head. After letting out a thunderous roar, it suddenly pounced on Xing Nan's not-so-strong body.
When the phantom of the sword light came into contact with Xing Nan's body, all the bones in Xing Nan's body made a crackling sound. Under the severe pain, he could no longer concentrate on training. He threw forward and
He passed out with bleeding from his seven orifices.
The sword light shadow immediately sank into Xing Nan's body, and then began to crazily destroy his muscles, bones and inner abdomen.
Xing Haofei came down and saw that although his grandson was unconscious, his body was still twitching. He couldn't help but screamed in his heart that something was wrong, and then he invaded his grandson's body with his true energy.
After all, he is a ninth-level martial artist. When his true energy came into contact with the sword spirit in his grandson's body, Xing Hao was already sure that the reason why his grandson behaved like this must have been counterattacked by the sword spirit of Silent Shadow Sword.
, after a moment of hesitation, he began to circulate the true energy in his body crazily, and used his palms to send out a strong suction force to provoke and pull the sword spirit of Silent Shadow Sword.
After being provoked, the sword spirit of Silent Shadow Sword began to attack Xing Hao's palm, but Xing Hao used his powerful energy to resist.
In this way, the sword spirit and the true energy consume each other very quickly.
In just over ten breaths, Xing Hao's energy was completely exhausted, but the sword spirit still had nearly 30% of its power.
Xing Hao, who had long been determined to die for the sake of his grandson, began to use secret techniques to release the essence of his own flesh and blood, muscles and bones, in order to continue to consume the power of the sword spirit.
Xing Hao's originally strong body gradually shriveled up, his half-black and half-white hair soon turned completely white, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have become much deeper.
Another twenty breaths passed, and Xing Hao finally wiped out the sword spirit of Silent Shadow Sword, but he himself was exhausted and passed out after stopping.
Uncle Chen ran over and saw the condition of Xing Hao and Xing Nan. He cried out in sorrow, and then burst into tears.
While crying, Uncle Chen touched Xing Nan's heart pulse and found that Xing Nan was still alive, so he wiped away his tears and felt Xing Hao's heart pulse again.
Xing Hao and Xing Nan were in similar condition. They were both still alive, but their breath was very weak.
Uncle Chen did not move the bodies of the grandfather and grandson. He seemed to have thought of something and ran away in a hurry.
As soon as Chen Bo left, a stream of black mist floated out from Xing Nan's sleeves, and then slowly condensed into a shadow that looked like an old man in black robe.
The face of the old man in black robe was not good-looking. He snorted coldly and said to Xing Hao's body: "You ruined my good deeds twice. It's really not a pity to die!"
Then he looked at Xing Nan again, and said with a sinister smile: "You kid is really lucky, but even if you don't die this time, you will end up crippled, surrounded by tigers and wolves, without the protection of your grandfather, how can you still
How long can it last!"
Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps coming from far away, the old man in black robe turned into a black mist and got into Xing Nan's sleeves.
Uncle Chen came back, holding a jade bottle in his hand. There was a layer of milky white liquid in the jade bottle that could only cover the bottom of the bottle.
When he arrived at Xing Hao's side, Uncle Chen pulled out the cork of the bottle and pointed the mouth of the bottle at Xing Hao's slightly open mouth. A few drops of milk-like liquid fell into Xing Hao's mouth.
Then, Uncle Chen turned Xing Nan's body over again and pried open his mouth. All the remaining milky white liquid in the jade bottle fell into Xing Nan's lips and teeth.
After waiting for a full hour, Uncle Chen saw Xing Hao's fingers trembling. He quickly went over and helped Xing Hao sit up.
Xing Hao slowly opened his eyes, looked sideways at Xing Nan next to him, and asked weakly: "Is he not dead?"
Uncle Chen was already in tears, and he replied in a trembling voice: "Young Master... is still alive."
"Oh! It's good to live. Even if I die, I have to go in front this time. I really can't bury my grandson with my own hands anymore."
Xing Hao's face was filled with sadness. He was a lifelong hero and deeply felt the helplessness and despair in facing his fate.
The end of the hero, exactly like that!
After sitting cross-legged and meditating for two hours, Xing Hao's complexion improved a little, but he knew very well that his end was approaching and he could only last another month at most.
"Master, is the young master okay?"
After Xing Hao examined Xing Nan, Uncle Chen asked with great concern.
"There are still some sword spirits left in his body, which have been integrated with his body. Unless a strong martial spirit takes action, it will be difficult to expel those remaining sword spirits. The most serious thing is that his muscles and bones were destroyed by the sword spirits.
He suffered a lot of damage and suffered severe injuries to his abdominal organs. Only the Body Tempering Pill can get him out of danger. But even if he is out of danger, he will be a useless person and will no longer be able to continue practicing, and his body will even be weaker than that of an ordinary person."
Xing Hao said with a wry smile.
It was only then that Xing Hao truly despaired of his grandson's future. Before, he still had a glimmer of hope.
"Body Tempering Pill... In this Blue Maple City, only the Luo family can have it, but the relationship between the Luo family and our Xing family has always been bad..."
Uncle Chen did not continue.
"Now that things have come to this, even if I lose my old face and lose my fortune, I still have to go to the Luo family to ask for a Body Tempering Pill!"
After Xing Hao settled his grandson, he left the Xing Family Mansion.
