I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 221 Convincing people with reasoning, the very conscientious (counseling) Ning Ye

"Come on, come on, everyone is ready to leave!"

Just as Ning Ye was walking forward, intending to draw his sword, the betting market had already been opened behind him, and a group of people gathered excitedly to bet on how many steps he could last.

Ning Ye, who had already passed through the crowd and walked into the uninhabited restricted area of ​​hundreds of meters around the sword owner's sword, did not feel the repulsion they said, just like walking in his own backyard, with ease.

Then, under the astonished eyes of those melon eaters, Ning Ye walked to the wooden sword in front of the Imperial City Square so easily and effortlessly.

The huge square was silent for a moment, and many people who were waiting to see the kid's jokes were about to drop their eyeballs in amazement at this moment.

Throughout the day today, there were quite a few big men who wanted to get close to this Heavenly Weapon, but the closer they got to this sword, the more difficult it was. Those who could get within a hundred meters of this sword could only count with one palm, and the best among them It's only 30 meters away from this heavenly weapon, and it will be difficult to get close no matter what.

But now, this kid acted so relaxed and freehand, as if he was walking in his own backyard, without flushing or panting, he walked up to this heavenly weapon without any effort at all.

This is... too weird!

"Could it be that this Heavenly Descendant Weapon no longer resists people approaching it, so this kid just happened to be lucky enough to catch up with it?" Someone raised a question.

But soon, this doubt was immediately slapped in the face, because someone couldn't bear the temptation of the magic soldier and walked forward. As a result, the strong and strange repulsive force was still there, and he was directly knocked out.

"This young man doesn't seem to have a very high level of cultivation, but the source of blessing is too deep, and even this heavenly weapon is close to him." Someone said with envy and hatred.

"It's a pity that Lord Dijun has never shown up, otherwise these spiritual heavenly soldiers will be willing to serve Lord Dijun as their master when they see him! But think about it, Lord Dijun has never shown up until now. You are not qualified to follow yourself!" Another fanatical admirer of Lord Dijun said in the tone of saying that grapes are sour.

In fact, some of these city residents gathered outside the Imperial City Square did not want to watch the excitement, but thought that the divine soldier would descend from the sky, and maybe the Emperor would come out of the Imperial City to collect these treasures, It's time for everyone to take advantage of the demeanor of the emperor.

Over the years, although everyone knows that the emperor lives in the imperial city in the center of the royal city, it has been a long time since he has been seen in the world.

But what these people don't know is that the emperor they are talking about has actually been here as early as last night, when the sword came from outside the sky and came into the world, and became the first one to draw the sword, and then unfortunately His success was on the verge of failure, and he suffered a lot of backlash. He is probably still recuperating in the imperial city.

But at this time, under the circumstances that everyone was looking at, Ning Ye, who came to the sword owner's No. [-] sword in the world, did not reach out to draw the sword, but turned around the wooden sword twice, as if Thinking about something.

The reason for this is that Ning Ye always felt that the wooden sword in front of him seemed to be different from what he had seen before, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

In the end, he couldn't find the source of the problem, so he stretched out his palm and held the hilt of the No. [-] Sword in the World, and pulled out the wooden sword very easily.

Ning Ye, who had finished his work, saw that it was getting late and Can Xi was about to be swallowed by the gray-black night shadow, so he prepared to go back with Dongfang Qingyue, and then everyone discussed the battle plan for sneaking into the imperial city at night.

However, just as he was about to leave holding the wooden sword, he was stopped by several practitioners in brocade clothes and with weapons.

"My little friend, I don't know if you can sell this sword. This old man can put you in the door and pass it on to you as the Tao of Longevity, or give you glory, wealth and high officials!" One of the old men in purple shirts said with a smile.

Another old man in green clothes seemed more urgent: "This kind of magic weapon is not worthy of a weak monk like you. If you can donate this magic weapon, you will be able to live in peace, otherwise don't blame me. We are ruthless!"

As the saying goes, every man is innocent and conceives his crime.

In the eyes of these successful cultivators, Ning Ye's practice is too low to be vulnerable at this moment, so many people have different ideas.

The rest of the cultivators who blocked the way also threatened or lured them, wanting to get this heavenly weapon.

To be honest, Ning Ye really wanted to laugh, thinking that these people were really blind for no reason.

The wooden sword in my arms is really just an ordinary wooden sword. It is not a magical weapon at all. It is not even as good as the kind of kitchen fire stick. It will be very incompetent when it touches a stone. .

Of course, this wooden sword is not completely useless, at least it can be used to play tricks happily. It can be called a magic weapon in terms of tricks, and it is really cool!
Think about it, when a group of monks gather, other people's sabers are exquisite and elegant, but at this time you enter the field with a wooden sword on your body, you will feel different when you think about it, and it will definitely make everyone look sideways!
Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and Nangong Ritian, who has the highest cultivation level, is not here, these monks in front of him are very difficult to mess with at first glance, so Ning Ye is absolutely obedient to others... Well, this so-called obedience Heart is also very easy to understand, just put the two words together.

That's right, it's cowardly!
There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"I think you've all misunderstood. In fact, this wooden sword is used by a close friend of mine who has a flamboyant personality. It's really just an ordinary wooden sword made of ordinary wood. Even Broken copper and rotten iron are stronger than it, completely useless, even a stone can't be cut!"

If the word "counseling" is not mentioned, and the behavior at this moment is put in a better way, the current Ning Ye doesn't bother to fight these people, but chooses to convince them with reason.

"Pretending to be forced, what is that?"

After all, it is a different world. Although the languages ​​of the two worlds are similar, these people still can't understand the novel word "pretentious", so someone asked.

"Uh... the word pretense means to attract other people's attention by some special means."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and hand over these magic soldiers!"

Seemingly impatient with Ning Ye's nonsense, the old man in purple shirt urged him unfriendlyly.

Ning Ye continued to convince people with reasoning: "I really didn't lie to you! I don't know why you couldn't get close to this sword before, but it is really hot, and it is definitely not the magic weapon you mentioned If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you a show!”

With that said, Ning Ye grabbed the hilt of the wooden sword and casually slashed at the ground in front of him.

In his opinion, it's not that this wooden sword has never been broken, and it doesn't matter if it is broken again. Anyway, it can be restored to its original state in the hands of the master swordsman. Thoughts, it would be great to stop a bloody struggle.

But what Ning Ye didn't expect was that this casual strike with the sword had an unexpected effect, which directly frightened him as the person involved.

(End of this chapter)