Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 789 Seeing Hope

It was really difficult to communicate with these Shankui buddies. Neither of them understood each other's language. I kept talking and gesticulating, but the old Shankui didn't understand. In desperation, I took out the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag. With paper and pen, I drew the appearance of some wood and motioned to the old mountain leader to get it for me.

Lao Shankui still looked half-informed, touched his head, turned around and left. After about half an hour, what he brought really made me dumbfounded. He actually brought me a deer's head. The velvet antlers on it are intertwined, it looks like wood, but is it so hard to understand what I drew?
This old mountain leader is really fierce. What's the point of giving me a deer's head?
I waved my hand quickly, then drew a big tree, and then drew some wood, and showed it to the old boss again. This time, the old boss seemed to understand.

After another ten minutes, the old mountain leader asked two strong mountain leaders to carry a whole thigh-thick tree into the cave.

I said, Uncle Shankui, are you sent by God to play with me?
After much talking and gesturing, I finally got the mountain boss to pass some branches to me through the doorway.

In this way, I lit a fire in the cave, cleaned up the pheasants and rabbits they brought, and after washing them, I put them on the fire to bake. When they were almost done, I took them out of the Qiankun bag. I took out all kinds of seasonings, including salt, peppercorns, cumin, and a layer of honey. Since I planned to stay under Duanhun Cliff for a while, I was quite prepared for these. I bought salt. I bought several bags, which is estimated to be enough for a year.

Comparing our skills with that of the mountain leader, they are simply amazing. In just a short time, I roasted a pheasant and a wild rabbit until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The butter was flowing and the aroma was fragrant. I smelled it myself. He was drooling all the time.

The smell drifted into the cave through one of the holes in the stone chamber. Suddenly, a large number of mountain chiefs gathered around the door of the stone chamber, all sniffing and lingering to smell the smell, wanting to plunge in through the hole.

I rather thought they could break down the stone door and let me out, so that I could be free.

But these mountain chiefs have absolutely nothing to do with this stone gate.

I ate most of the roasted pheasant myself, and handed out the rest through the hole for tooth-beating offerings to those mountain chiefs.

But this little stuff was not enough to satisfy those Shankui, and soon I heard the sound of looting outside.

I thought they might fight, but when I looked through the hole, I found that under the majesty of the old mountain chief, the remaining roast rabbit meat and half a pheasant were not robbed by the mountain chiefs, but It fell into the hands of Lao Shankui.

Although the old Shankui was also very greedy, he was not willing to eat it. Instead, he gave the food to an almost old Shankui and a smaller Shankui.

These mountain leaders are very smart and know how to be courteous to the elderly and children. They are not blindly overbearing and respect the strong.

Such mountain chiefs are considered to be affectionate and righteous. No wonder the ancestors would find them to guard this stone room.

However, this is just a small episode. Most of my energy is focused on spiritual practice and trying to leave here as soon as possible.

I practice almost day and night, and I don’t know how much time has passed, but I feel that my cultivation has improved a lot in this place.

And I also made some progress in the Xuantian Sword Art that I practiced with the copper coin sword in my hand.

This was also a discovery I made by accident.

I don’t know how many times I chop the copper coin sword in my hand every day, maybe seven or eight thousand times if not ten thousand times.

On that day, after I finished practicing, I was still practicing the Xuantian Sword Art of Long Sweeping Thousands of Army as usual.

When I slashed with my sword, I found that a layer of straw on the stone bed was cut off by my sword energy.

At first I thought I was dazzled, but after I deliberately placed a few straws and slashed them with my sword, I could clearly feel a weak stream of water erupting from the tip of the copper coin sword. The sword energy cut off about four or five straws.

Although the progress is not very big, it can be said to be minimal, but this is already great news for me.

In the past, when I cut out the copper coin sword, it was impossible for the sword energy to appear.

The so-called sword energy is the killing energy that erupts from the tip of the sword when activated by spiritual power. If I continue to practice for a period of time and can cut off a small wooden stick from a distance of four to five meters, I will be able to From a long distance away, he directly hurt people with his sword energy.

This is such an incredible method, the Xuantian Sword Art is really extraordinary.

In addition to joy, I excitedly walked back and forth in the stone room, constantly verifying the sword energy gushing from the copper coin sword. This allowed me to finally taste some sweetness and see some hope.

After all this time, I have finally made some progress.

However, after staying here for a long time, I had no idea what time it was outside. At this moment, I remembered the mobile phone I was carrying. This mobile phone was fully charged before I came to Xianliu Mountain, but it was turned off after I came in. , never opened.

At this time, I remembered to open it and see how long it had been.

When I turned on my phone and looked at the date, I couldn't help but be surprised. Before I knew it, I had been in this cave for a month and a half.

And today happens to be the lunar calendar's New Year's Eve.

This is a day worth remembering. I have been practicing for two years now.

At this moment, there should be thousands of lights outside and firecrackers blasting. In the past, I would stay with the old couple at home to celebrate the New Year and have a New Year’s Eve dinner. In the second half of the year, I would drink all night long with Zhu Zhu and Xiao Xu. Return.

But this year's New Year's Eve, I stayed alone in the cave, guarding a group of mountain chiefs celebrating the New Year.

My nose is sore and my heart is filled with sadness. I suddenly miss my parents and my friends. They must be missing me too... I will definitely not be able to go back this year...

This reminds me of an ancient passage I learned in middle school: Therefore, when Heaven entrusts people with great tasks, they must first work hard on their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their skin, and deplete their bodies. cannot.

If you want to be noble in front of others, you must suffer first before others. The suffering I am suffering now is nothing. I must learn the skills of my ancestors.

Because there has always been a knot in my heart, that is, the scene of Li Kexin being forced to jump off the cliff has always appeared in my mind. After I learned the skills, the first thing I did was to go out and avenge her.

Li Kexin, are you still alive?
　Good night ~ sweet dreams.

　　
　
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