I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 337 The Sword Comes Out
Looking back on his life in the past few hundred years, the sword master has a feeling that life is like a dream.

A hundred years is like a moment.

Regarding the fact that he was about to face death completely, the Sword Master felt peaceful in his heart, perhaps because he had been waiting for this moment tonight for too long.

Moreover, the decision to leave had already been made when he found the Heaven Slashing Sword a hundred years ago and decided to sacrifice his life for the sword to wake it up.

I still remember that when I was young, I was very timid and cowardly and loved to cry. I was terribly afraid of death. Whenever I encountered any dangerous things, I would just hide behind my brother's back.

Not because he wanted to put his brother in danger, but because, in the heart of the young sword master at that time, his brother was an omnipotent hero.

This kind of thinking continued until the blood moon fell that night and the tragedy happened.

In his mind... the omnipotent hero who went up to heaven and earth, fell down.

No one can rely on himself anymore, and let himself hide behind him when he is in danger.

Therefore, he decided not to hide behind anyone anymore, and decided to become a man of indomitable spirit, just like his brother...

For the matter of death itself, the sword master is not afraid at all.

Because death is not a complete separation, I will always be by my brother's side in another attitude, becoming the sharpest sword in my brother's hands, overcoming obstacles and guarding him silently.

Even... At that time, I couldn't say anything, couldn't hear any voice, couldn't see any pictures, and my consciousness disappeared...

However, as long as you know that it will be forever and ever, everything will be fine if you stay with your brother.

Not long ago, more than a month after returning from exile, Ning Ye, who had just woken up from a coma, went to the sword master and asked him why there are thousands of people in the world, but he is so good to himself alone .

And the sword master at that time, because he knew what his physical condition was now, didn't want Ning Ye to worry too much, so he never talked about the brotherhood between the two, but replied to Ning Ye that he was very important to him. is a special existence.

Later, Ning Ye asked about the issue that the outer Tianzun mentioned that day that the sword master used his body to hold the sword, and asked if he would die.

The sword master at that time did not answer this question directly, but only said:

"I will not leave you. I will be by your side, forever and ever."

The voice of this sentence is very soft, but the tone is extremely firm, like an invincible sword that can overcome thorns and thorns.

This is the sword master's decision!

"Mom, why are you crying? And the sword master uncle, why did you point the wooden sword at Dad? Are they playing some special game?"

The only person on the field who remained calm was probably Xiao Lian who was still in a daze about the situation.

Xiao Lian felt very puzzled, why the parents and uncle of the sword master were so strange tonight, crying at every turn.

After taking all the famous swords in the world into his body, the soaring sword intent of the original sword master gradually shrunk and solidified.

In the end, I couldn't even feel the slightest bit of sword intent, completely restrained and invisible, like a spring breeze blowing on my face.

As the so-called layman watches the fun, the expert watches the doorway.

Many onlookers in the distance thought that the sword master who was about to hold back a big move, now withered, and talked with each other.

There is even a brain circuit that is different from other monks. Practitioners with a business mind directly sell melon seeds, soft drinks, small benches and other items on the spot, which can be said to make a fortune in a wave.

Different from these ordinary monks, big figures who have reached a certain level of practice, such as Chaoyue Appreciating the Moon and Long Liuxi, feel that the sword intent around the sword master is restrained in their bodies, and at this time they look completely like an ordinary sword master. , all with serious expressions.

They knew that this was the sword master pouring everything about himself into that sword without reservation.

The body of the sword master began to become unreal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xiao Lian, Uncle Sword Master is leaving...Finally, let's say goodbye to Uncle."

Long Aojiao hugged her daughter tightly, she clearly understood what this meant, so she choked up her sobs stiffly, and told her daughter.

As a sister-in-law, she knew very well that as a brother-in-law's sword master, because she missed and liked her brother too much, she loved everything related to Ning Ye.

Or to put it more accurately, only everything related to Ning Ye could make him care.

And Xiao Lian, to the sword master, is the most precious rare treasure in this world.

"Uncle Sword Master, are you going back to that mountain? Don't worry, Xiao Lian and Dad will often bring delicious food to visit you on that mountain!"

Xiao Lian thought that the sword master's uncle was going back to the mountain called Jianfeng again, and she had even considered the next thing.

As soon as I have time, I will take delicious food to visit the sword master's uncle on the mountain. After all, there is nothing delicious on that mountain except for the swords all over the mountain. Boring and super hungry.

Well, it's such a happy decision!

Hearing Xiao Lian's farewell voice, the sword master looked at her, and then a hint of warmth appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, as his body gradually faded, the No. [-] sword in the world he raised in his hand finally landed on Ning Ye, and slashed out the sky-slashing sword that gave everything away!
This sword was not accompanied by any vision of heaven and earth shaking the mountains and shaking the sun and the moon, nor did it have any fierce sword aura that stirred up the situation.

On the contrary, this sword appeared extremely calm, as calm as if nothing happened, it was just a sword casually slashing in the air.

The monks watching from a distance only saw the sword master slash out with a sword, but they didn't see any sword energy, nor did they feel any sword intent.

Everyone talked a lot and felt that their IQ had been insulted.

There was such a big commotion just now, and Wan Jian entered the body with sword energy soaring to the sky. How come in the end, there is only so much thunder and rain?Even any sword cultivator in the field can slash sword energy and sword intent thousands of times better than this sword!

Isn't this a scam!

As the saying goes, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Naturally, there are people who are careful and thoughtful, and they have noticed the unusualness of this sword.

To be able to not radiate a single bit of sword intent, or the trick itself is that there is no dry product in the embroidered pillow, but this kind of situation is completely impossible to happen to the sword master.

So it can only be another possibility.

This sword was so powerful that it surpassed everyone's understanding and perception, that's why they couldn't see or feel anything.

"Crack!"

A deafening crisp crackling sound came from Ning Ye's body and also from above the sky.

Many onlookers didn't notice for a while, and were frightened half to death by the sudden sound.

Chao Shangyue, the leader of the Dao League, heard the cracking sound, knew that everything had settled, turned around and left, and was about to go to the Dao League's unscrupulous senior Daotian a thousand years ago. It was Chu Ran.

The main reason is that I am too late to watch the show here, and this unscrupulous senior Daotian will be killed by some people in the reincarnation.

As for Ning Ye's eyes, after the sound of shattering, the phantom of the birth and death of all things and stars gradually disappeared, returning to the clarity that ordinary people should have.

"Xiaoli..."

Looking at the sword master whose body was gradually becoming transparent and seemed to be blown away by the wind, Ning Ye softly called the sword master's nickname.

Just like how he called his brother countless times back then.

(End of this chapter)