Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 152 Can you draw your sword?
"Let Pindao go in."

The operator on the side opened the glass door after receiving instructions from Gu Taisan and Yang Boyong.

After Li Guo went in, Miyamoto Mingye became excited: "It's you. You. Finally came to me. I still want to fight with you."

Miyamoto Mingye wanted to force himself to stand up, his eyes were burning with fighting intent, but the scars on his body and the restraint tools couldn't make him leave the bed.

"You can draw your sword or not."

"How obsessed?" Li Guo shook his head lightly.

"I just want to fight against top swordsmen, even if I die, I won't regret it." Miyamoto Mingye gritted his teeth and said, "I know you are a swordsman. You think I'm not qualified to let you draw your sword. I'm not convinced."

Li Guo finally knew where Miyamoto Ming Yezhi was.

I'm bitter about the last time I drew my sword and withdrew it.

Staring at Miyamoto Mingye's eyes burning with fighting intent, Li Guo thought for a moment, had an idea, turned around and said calmly.

"Bring me a cup of tea for the poor."

"Do it." Gu Taisan ordered.

After 1 minute, a cup of hot tea was served.

"Are you going to invite me to drink tea?" Miyamoto Mingye sneered, feeling that he was insulted.

Li Guo didn't say much, just took the hot tea.

Then, pour the hot tea towards the front.

The people outside the door were a little stunned.

Is this a plan to sprinkle tea on people's wounds and use torture to extract confessions?

Even Miyamoto Mingye thought so. In an instant, Li Guo's swordsman image collapsed in his eyes.

However, the cup of hot tea that was poured out was not poured on Mingye Miyamoto.

Instead, it turned into a sword glow, passing by his ear.

Some of the hair that had grown out was cut off.

Use tea as a sword.

Miyamoto Mingye looked behind him in disbelief.

The tea cut his hair and cut into his heart.

That ray of sword light.

Li Guo put the teacup away and said calmly.

"Do you know?"

Miyamoto Mingye was quiet.

"I understand."

"I finally know why you didn't strike me with a sword."

"Because I'm not qualified"

The style of this sword made Miyamoto Mingye a little crazy.

Today tea is the sword.

What about the future?
Everything can be a sword.

A master is a master of masters!

"It seems that Palace Master Suzaku's gaudy trick is really compelling."

Li Guo's surface is unpredictable.

In fact, it was just a simple technique of breaking the waves and turning it into a sword light.
It just looks like a master of swordsmanship, where everything can be a sword.

"It's not that you don't draw your sword, but that everything can be a sword, so why do you need to draw a sword." Miyamoto Mingye said dejectedly, "I am convinced."

After seeing this 'tea sword' move, I no longer have the will to fight against it. Defeating before fighting is the most deadly.

When the swordsman loses his temper, he breaks.

"Then now, can you tell Poor Dao about the Mo family and the information about the Yasha Rakshasa on you?" Li Guo said seriously: "Especially this Yasha Rakshasa is not a ghost from this world, it's a matter of concern." It’s important, it’s about the human race, please don’t hide it.”

To some extent, a different-dimensional ghost is indeed related to the fate of the human race.

"About the heir of the Mohist family, it is my bottom line. He is my benefactor. I will not disclose any information about him. Even you cannot let me speak."

Miyamoto Mingye stared at his left hand, which was restrained layer by layer, and sighed: "I can tell you about my left hand."

After learning that Miyamoto Mingye was willing to speak, the researcher outside the door immediately woke up and injected Miyamoto Mingye with medicine.

People outside couldn't see clearly either, they just felt that Li Guo could convince people by pouring tea casually, such means are truly miraculous.

It turned out that the reason why Miyamoto Mingye stuttered and looked so weak was not that he had not recovered from his injuries, but that he had been injected with medicine.

This made Li Guo even more surprised, how much ability this Yasha Rakshasa gave Miyamoto Mingye.

In Miyamoto Mingye's narration, Li Guo knew that this man, who inherited the kendo from the ancient swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, came to China 20 years ago. .

Before his aura recovered, he had been living an ordinary office worker’s life, doing soft exercises for 20 minutes a day, and going to and from get off work on time, just like ordinary Japanese—most people who inherited ancient martial arts before their aura recovered, only regarded martial arts as a way to strengthen their bodies. Physical things, and after the revival of the spiritual energy, it soared to the sky.

The same is true for Miyamoto Mingye. While gaining the power of the ancient martial arts, he wanted to escape the life of this ordinary office worker, but found that he was terminally ill.

This was like a bolt from the blue to him, and he was depressed for a while, but then he figured it out—fighting with ancient Chinese martial arts swordsmen, and dying like a warrior, instead of dying of illness in bed.

He started wandering, traveling all over the world, challenging local swordsman masters.

He defeated one person after another, but his body became weaker and weaker, until one day, he fell in front of a temple in a small town.

And this temple, like him, is also suffering from a catastrophe. The local developers are demolishing it, planning to build commercial housing on the temple.

The moment the excavator tore down the temple, a voice asked Miyamoto Mingye if he wanted to live
Ever since, Miyamoto Mingye has become what it is now.

One body, two souls, one body of human and ghost.

This unidentified ghost brought him vitality and strength.

And Miyamoto Mingye also gave this ghost, providing life energy and a fresh physical shelter.

"Where is this temple and what is its name?" Yang Boyong asked concerned.

"It was just a nameless temple."

Mingye Miyamoto mentioned the places and neighborhoods to be rebuilt.

Yang Boyong nodded and quickly remembered.

Immediately send someone to understand the local situation.

"You and him are two souls, so do you have any memory of him? Where did he come from? What's his purpose?" Gu Taisan asked.

"Yes, I can see a little bit of his memory." Miyamoto Mingye nodded: "As you said, he is not a native creature of our earth, but comes from another space, the reason for coming to earth It was also because of an accident, and I don't know what the specific accident was, or he himself didn't know either."

"Of course, the reason is not important to him. After coming to Earth, he took up the sword in his hand and challenged the masters of swordsmanship on Earth."

Miyamoto Mingye looked at his left hand.

Perhaps, this is the reason why this Yasha Raksha chose to merge with himself.

Both are reduced to the end of the world, both have swords in their hearts, and both are dead ends.

"He came to us to challenge the swordsman master. During the challenge, he lost. After the defeat, he was sealed in that nameless small temple. He was not able to see the light of day again until the temple was shoveled down by an excavator."

(End of this chapter)