sword sentient beings

Chapter 26 Killer (Happy New Year)
After hastily changing into a new spider suit, Tang Zhao returned to his residence.

The door of Wei Changle's room on the opposite side was closed tightly. Tang Zhao didn't know if he had come back, so he knocked on the door with his fingers, and heard someone inside say, "Brother Zhao?"

It appears to be back.

It's just that Wei Changle's voice sounds rather weak?Tang Zhao couldn't help worrying, he pushed the door open and went in, and immediately got excited.

There is a faint... bloody smell in the air!

His heart sank, as if he had returned to the main hall, that shocking scene!
"what happened?"

When the bed curtain moved, a thin figure slightly raised his hand on the bed:
"here."

Tang Zhao's face was ugly. When he saw Xing Ji in the back room before, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. But after talking about a lot of secrets and meeting the black widow again, he didn't think about it again. Didn't expect this to happen.

Wei Changle leaned against the wall and stood up slowly, Tang Zhaocai saw that one arm to his shoulder was wrapped with a thick white bandage, which was full of bright blood.

"What's going on?" Tang Zhao was startled, "Even if he failed the test, how could it be like this? Would Mr. Xing still make a move?"

Wei Changle's voice was weak: "No one did anything, I hurt myself."

Seeing Tang Zhao's expression was both puzzled and angry, he had no choice but to say again: "Did you...didn't take that sword just now?"

Tang Zhaodao: "Take it... Is it really a sword wound? Master Xing didn't tell you to cut him, but asked you to cut yourself? Are you still listening to him?"

He immediately thought of that strange sword, not to mention giving people infinite power, and the edge is also weird and unpredictable, obviously it does not hurt external objects, some people are not injured when they encounter it, and some people are as fragile as paper. What is it? reason?
Could it be that what Xing Ji is looking for is not someone who can gain strength with a sword, but someone who can't be hurt by a sword?

But how is Xingji judged?

In fact, he had this question just now - Xing Ji is not a fool, he mobilizes people to chase people in the middle of the night, how can he be [-] to [-]% sure?It was so easy to catch Wei Changle back, but it didn't work after trying again?It was an accident that he threw himself into the trap. If there was no accident, Xing Ji would have spent so much effort in vain?

Wei Changle shook his head and said, "Don't cut it, as soon as I take that sword, from here—" He pointed to the palm under the bandage with his good finger, "It splits upwards, and the flesh and blood are separated. If Lord Xing didn't make a move, I'd kill him on the spot." Just cut two swords."

Tang Zhao was frightened when he heard this, and asked, "Is that sword so evil and fierce?"

The feeling that the sword gave him was really divided, sometimes good and sometimes bad, sometimes upright, sometimes fierce and weird, which had already confused him.

Wei Changle lowered his voice, and said: "It's not about the sword... the sword is a good sword. It's just that I'm not a good person, so it should be. Brother Zhao, you are a good person, and you are worthy of that good sword." At this point, his physical strength gradually weakened , Leaning on the bed again.

Tang Zhao was still full of doubts, always felt that Wei Changle still knew something inside, but seeing his state, it was not appropriate to ask, so he just said: "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

Wei Changle said: "Master Meng Xing gave me the wound medicine, which is very effective. I'm much better. Brother Zhao, let's go back first, I'm a little tired." As he spoke, he slowly lay down on the pillow, and his voice gradually dropped.

Tang Zhao sighed, let him rest, and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, a thought suddenly came to him, and he almost wanted to turn around immediately and ask Wei Changle:
"Have you ever killed anyone?"

In the end, he left quietly without asking.

After hastily having a tasteless lunch, Tang Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, deciding to put aside distracting thoughts and do something.

The best thing to do is to do meaningful things, for example—to cultivate.

He has two exercises, one of which is even in his mind.

Before, he knew that this was not the current practice, but later he discovered that it was not completely impossible to practice.

At least the Divine Bird Bathing Fire Jue is divided into two parts. The first part is to train qi, or turn qi into a gang, and the latter part is to refine the spirit, which is the spirit.

When the exercise entered his head, the bright flame and the divine bird in the flame he saw were the "picture" of meditation.

This is to say that the direct method of teaching is very powerful. Originally, the final picture of God Contemplation had to be visualized bit by bit from the picture, but after he accepted it, it directly appeared in his mind and he could enter it at any time.

Therefore, he calmed down and immersed himself in the world of blazing flames.

In that world, he turned into a leaf, endured the flames, and exhausted all his energy to see the divine bird in the flames, until he was completely burned and woke up suddenly.

When he woke up, he stayed where he was, sweating profusely and his head swollen.

The inside of the room was the same as before, the tea he poured for himself just now hadn't cooled down on the table.Just from birth to death in the flames, it was only a moment.

Tang Zhao lay on the bed all of a sudden, his eyes were empty, and he gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, he dreamed of the flame again, the flame was bright red, red as blood.

Immediately afterwards, the red really turned into bloodstains, flying in all directions, covering the field of vision.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

It was pitch black.

It turned out that it was getting late, and before he knew it, he had already slept for several hours.

The previous fatigue has disappeared without a trace, but the spirit is strong. Although it is difficult to quantify, it seems that the spiritual practice is beneficial.

His mind was clear, and he recalled the sentence he didn't ask during the day.

That sentence was a thread he found.

With a flick of the end of the thread, the whole ball of twine was untied.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

As soon as he entered the back room, Xing Ji, who was sitting in the faint smell of blood, asked him this question.

At that time Tang Zhao was a little dazed, and felt that Mr. Xing's way of thinking was really different from ordinary people.

Now that I think about it, that sentence is literal.

Have you ever killed someone?
Can you afford that sword?

Of course he didn't.

In the year of dancing spoons, if it weren't for the accident at home, he would still be studying in the study.

Probably Xing Ji believed it too, he was young and innocent.How can someone kill someone at such a young age?
Of course, in addition to innocence, qualifications are also required.

Thinking about it, there are not many qualified people, and at the same time they must be clean, at least Xing Ji does not have such people at hand.So he accidentally discovered that Wei Changle was qualified and young, and probably met two conditions. He felt that he was sure, and chased after him desperately.

But in the end, it was unexpected.

Tang Zhao was just an ordinary kid who grew up in an ordinary way, at most he had a strange teacher and learned some messy things, but Wei Changle was not.

So he couldn't pick up that sword.

This is probably what Xing Ji said: "The way of the world".

Now that Xing Ji said so, he naturally didn't mean to blame Wei Changle, let alone Tang Zhao.

So he would not ask the other party this sentence.

The deeper the night, the more suitable for quiet thinking, and his thoughts became clearer——

What if he killed someone?

Look at the style of this Black Spider Villa, has anyone in it never killed someone?
Is there anyone who has never killed someone who is rampant and more domineering than the six doors?
From where he is, there are hundreds of feet from east to west, north to south, including men, women, old and children. Is there anyone who hasn't killed someone?
Tang Zhao had never killed anyone, it was his luck that An Anwen grew up so big.

And in the future, since he wants to learn swordsmanship, how can his hands be spotless?

The sword is a murder weapon!
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

Since the rule of the sword is "killer dies", there must be morality in it, especially if it is the divine beast, which is the most impartial and selfless existence, so it is unrighteous to use a sword to hurt people wantonly, right?
Xing Ji made him see blood with the sword for the first time, openly doing unrighteous things, no matter what reason he had, let Tang Zhao, the temporary master, run counter to the rules of the sword.

No matter how much Mr. Xing cherishes that sword, has he really thought about how to use that sword?
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