I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

Chapter 62 Show Me
"..."

This is really ugly.But Changsheng just sighed and didn't feel embarrassed.

"I beg you."

Xue Jin's laughter stopped abruptly.He looked at Changsheng in disbelief, but then felt that something was wrong with being so surprised.Ah Chou is just a silly kid, why should he be surprised?She probably doesn't even know what humiliation is.

Somewhat bored, he fell back on the chair, and Xue Jin lazily looked at the sun above his head, even though his eyes were painfully burned by the sun, he refused to move away.He heard his own slow voice.

"If you want to cultivate immortality, you must first have spiritual roots, second, you must have a broad dantian, third, you must have an excellent physique, fourth, you must have extremely high understanding, and fifth, you must have perseverance... What do you have? Is it the wrist that wields the small wooden sword? You can just swing this small wooden sword, and replace it with a real sword, can you swing it?"

Changsheng didn't speak, but just looked down at the small wooden sword in her hand, remembering how good her grandfather was to her, so she nodded very positively.

"Even if I don't have anything, I can still cultivate immortality, right? Is there not even one person in this world who doesn't have what you said but became a monk?"

"It's so naive, it's really so naive, it really is a child..."

"Ah Chou, you have to remember that there are always people in this world who think that they will be that special person. People who cannot cultivate immortals will think why can't they become that one-in-a-kind existence? A soldier who has nothing will think that he Why can't I become a famous general? Xiuniang will think why can't she become the leading Xiuniang family in the world? Literati will think, why can't she become the leader of Wenzong?"

"There are too many people who think this way, countless. But how many people can really do it? There are countless small soldiers in the army. They all want to become generals, but there is only one big soldier in an army of hundreds of thousands. General; only the best embroiderer in the world can win the eyes of those dignitaries; there are so many literati and scholars throughout the ages, and how many of them can leave their names in history?"

"Similarly, the number of people in this world who can cultivate is only one in a hundred thousand, those with mediocre talent are one in ten thousand, those with high talent are only one in ten thousand, and those with excellent talent make everyone jealous There is no one in a thousand miles. Why do you feel that you are that special person? Many times, it is just you who think you are special. In the eyes of those higher-level people, you are just a dust. When the wind blows, It's gone."

"Do you think you're special? But other people think you're special too, and they think you're a stepping stone. So, don't think you're special Uchou, you're just the most common of all. Be realistic .”

The hot and sore eyes looked at Changsheng, because of looking directly at the sun for a long time, Xue Jin's eyes were a little red now, with white skin and black hair, a little red in the eyes, so beautiful that it made people's heart palpitate.

But Chang Sheng just reacted from the string of words he said, and opened his mouth stubbornly.

"I want to cultivate immortality."

"...It's really a child who can't be taught."

"What do you mean?"

Changsheng was a little dumbfounded.Although grandpa knew some simple characters, the general forced the soldiers to learn them in their spare time. He didn't want to become a master of literature, as long as he didn't get fooled by others.Thanks to this, Old Gu has only learned a few words, and he has already taught them all to Chang Sheng.

But Chang Sheng still doesn't understand such eloquent verses.

Xue Jin waved his hand lazily, he didn't want to waste time on such a rare sunny day.

"In the past, don't mess with me, I want to sleep well..."

Speaking of this, Xue Jin closed his eyes and went to rest.

Seeing that he was silent, Chang Sheng frowned. She was too young and didn't know what to do in this situation, so she could only continue to swing the small wooden sword in her hand.Learn the moves taught by grandpa first, and talk about the rest after Xue Jin wakes up.However, Chang Sheng felt that Xue Jin must have done it on purpose, otherwise why did he choose to sleep at this time?
After waving the small wooden sword for a while, remembering what Xue Jin said just now, Chang Sheng glanced at the place where his grandfather put the long knife, gritted his teeth, and walked over.

Xue Jin was awakened by a burst of violent panting. Before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously showed a disgusted expression.

Then he remembered the next moment that there was only an eight-year-old baby beside him, and then he slowly relaxed his stiff body.At the same time, I felt a little helpless.What is this ugly doing again?
As soon as she opened her eyes, Xue Jin saw Chang Sheng, who was out of breath, and the long knife she was holding in both hands.That long knife...

Xue Jin sat up slightly, looking thoughtfully at Chang Sheng and the knife.This knife is a bit strange. Judging from the blade, it should be the unique standard of Daqin soldiers, but there is a silver hairpin inlaid near the handle of the knife.This silver hairpin looks rough, and it doesn't look like it came from everyone's hands.But this is also normal, after all, in the countryside, it is unlikely that there will be any works by masters.

What really surprised Xue Jin was Chang Sheng holding a knife in both hands.

In fact, when Xuejin fell asleep, Changsheng had tried many times, but her strength was too weak, so that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't swing the long knife.After all, even if this long knife was used by Old Gu, it would be as long as his whole body, let alone have a thick blade.This long knife is standard equipment for cavalry, and it is only possible to wield such a long and heavy long knife on a horse.Compared with Changsheng's size, it is estimated that there are almost two times as long as her.

But this knife was left to him by his grandfather, and Changsheng wanted to use it.So she tried many times in silence by herself, but she couldn't find the solution, and she was exhausted half to death.Both arms can hardly be lifted now.

It's just that in a place that Changsheng didn't see, after several attempts, a shallow warm current flowed across her small body, and those warm currents poured into her body, giving this small body a tiny support.

The moment Xue Jin opened his eyes, the warm current that was constantly pouring into his arms had reached a peak, and the next moment, the warm current that had no place to rest poured into the long knife. For a moment, Chang Sheng felt that this heavy long knife The knife seemed much lighter.

So she moved smoothly, just in time for Xue Jin to see.

Xue Jin looked at the long knife flashing a faint light, and couldn't believe his eyes for a moment, he almost staggered to his feet, and stretched out his hand towards Changsheng.

"Give me, give me! Let me see..."

Changsheng didn't know what was going on, but he still handed over the long knife.In Xue Jin's hand, the long knife was extremely heavy, his arm sank slightly, and then he wiped his neck with the long knife without hesitation.Changsheng didn't have time to stop him, he only heard a puff, and hot blood spilled on his head and face in an instant!
(End of this chapter)