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Chapter 183 The Perfect True Martial Sword (2)

Different from the last time when Zhang Sanfeng's consciousness appeared from the True Martial Sword, this time the real martial sword's movement was stronger and more lasting.

The colorful light dazzled the whole room, Wen Tao could only close his eyes, he was afraid that his eyes would be blinded by the strong light.

However, Wen Tao still underestimated the seven-colored aura. Even if he closed his eyes and refused to look at the real martial arts sword, the incandescent seven-colored aura, especially a thin layer of skin, could resist it.

Not only that, through the doors, windows and skylights, this colorful light shoots directly into the sky, illuminating the entire Wudang extremely dazzlingly.

The seven different colors intersect and flow together, as if the gods descended from the earth, and the auspicious clouds on the tower under their feet, for a while, a shocking rainbow was erected in the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles.

First Wudang, then Longhu Mountain, and then the entire mountain range, and the entire Yuzhang County. Seeing this vision, they couldn't help talking about it, and even superstitious old women fell to their knees and prayed for God's blessing.

But the instigator of all this, the True Martial Sword, disappeared and was replaced by a girl about [-] or [-] years old, wearing a colorful glazed shirt, with a pair of exquisite big eyes blinking at Wen Tao, A mischievous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You...you said you are a sword...sword spirit." Wen Tao was dumbfounded, but he couldn't believe it.

Just now, when the entire Yuzhang County was shrouded in colorful divine lights, the True Martial Sword suddenly shattered, and before Wen Tao felt distressed, a girl appeared in front of him, and she claimed to be the sword spirit of the True Martial Sword.

Is there any mistake... Wen Tao was slandering in his heart, this is not a novel of comprehension, how could something like a sword spirit appear... Uh, well, this is a novel of comprehension.

"Yes, I am the real martial arts sword, and the real martial arts sword is me." Jian Ling nodded heavily, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, as if Wen Tao questioned her as a kind of disrespect for her.

Wen Tao raised his forehead, if all of this hadn't happened in front of his eyes, even if it was a beautiful girl in front of him, I'm afraid he couldn't help but ask her where she hid the real martial arts sword.

"I still have a question, why did you just show up now?" Wen Tao asked, the system didn't give himself instructions saying that there is a sword spirit in the True Martial Sword.

Jian Ling gave Wen Tao a blank look, and stared at Wen Tao with a very disappointing look, which made Wen Tao himself blush.

Seeing Wen Tao's appearance, Sword Spirit nodded with satisfaction, and explained: "Because I came out to save you."

If he hadn't swallowed the water, he might have drowned the girl who claimed to be a sword spirit, Wen Tao thought maliciously.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me with that strange look, I really came out to save you!" Jian Ling saw Wen Tao's eyes, which was exactly the same as the way he looked at Wen Tao just now, and was immediately furious , a pair of hands that were as white as jade and skin as fat were pinching Wen Tao's neck, wishing to strangle him to death.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wen Tao was pinched by the sword spirit and couldn't break through. He slapped her hand hard, and then he broke free from her clutches.

"Tell me about your origin." Wen Tao suppressed his violent temper, waiting for the girl who claimed to be a sword spirit to give him a reasonable explanation.

"I'm really Sword Spirit..." Sword Spirit lowered his head and glanced at Wen Tao, then said weakly.

"Tell the truth!" Wen Tao glared at her. If she couldn't give himself a reasonable explanation, he might really take her to the sword.

"It's okay, okay, I said it's not enough!" Sword Spirit said viciously, telling his own history.

"I was originally a fisherman's daughter by the Yellow River. My father fished for a living. My mother died of dystocia when giving birth to me, leaving me and my father to depend on each other..."

Sword Spirit rested his chin, sitting beside Wen Tao, looking at the distant mountain peaks in a daze, and said softly.

Sword Spirit's voice is very crisp, like a yellow warbler singing spring, but it doesn't make people feel artificial. Listening to Sword Spirit's story, Wen Tao is also immersed in it.

"Later, when I was ten years old, I fell ill. The doctor in the city said that my illness was terminally ill. No one in the world could save me, unless Abbot Shaolin was willing to extend my life."

"After hearing what the doctor said, my father took me all the way to the north, towards Shaolin. The doctor said that I only had three months to live, so my father walked very fast. He never dared to waste time along the way. Sleep for an hour or two, often stop only after dark, and take me on the road before dawn."

"I walked with my father for two full months. My condition was getting worse and worse, and my father's savings had already been used up. I remember that we were only three hundred miles away from Shaolin Temple, but we hadn't eaten a bite in three days. I passed out from hunger on my father's back, not to mention my father who drove thousands of miles on his back."

"Father fell down, not because of hunger, but because of bandits. When we were less than a hundred miles away from Shaolin Temple, a group of bandits stopped my father and me."

"Father gave all the copper coins he begged for to the gangsters. Instead of letting father and me go, they laughed at us, scolded us, and said we were poor. Father laughed with him and begged them to let us go Immediately, he wants to take me to ask the abbot of Shaolin to treat my illness."

"I didn't expect those people to laugh even louder after hearing what my father said, saying that we are so stupid, is the abbot of Shaolin also a country bumpkin like us who can see it whenever he wants to, even the royal relatives have to pick a good day and donate tens of thousands of taels of silver to be able to do it." I have to see the abbot."

"Father just apologized, ignored them, and wanted to take me to squeeze past him. He wanted to take me to Shaolin wholeheartedly. This is his goal, and no one can stop him."

"Father's actions angered them, but a gangster kicked my father down, and seeing my face, he couldn't help being stunned. He called the leader of the gangster, and the bearded man was also happy to see me. At that time, I didn't know what they were laughing at, I only knew that they were so hateful and beat my father.

The man told his father that if he asked me to be his wife, he would take me to the abbot of Shaolin for treatment. My father didn't believe him, declined his offer, and ran towards Shaolin Temple behind my back.

My father, who hadn’t eaten for a few days, carried me as a burden, and was soon caught up by them. They beat and scolded him, kicked him, and cut his body open with knives. His blood was all over the ground. My father just I beg them to let me go, if they let me go, he would rather be a cow than a horse.

They agreed, but asked my father to get under the crotch of the bearded man, and they would leave immediately. That was the second time I saw my father do something without hesitation. Hearing what the man said, The father knelt down without saying a word, and those people were laughing, cursing, and spitting on his father fiercely.

My father didn't say a word, and crawled towards the man's crotch bit by bit. At that time, I was thinking, why did my mother give birth to me? If it wasn't for me, my mother would not have died, and my father would not have left home. Don't be insulted.

In the end, my father still didn't get through that man's crotch, because Sanfeng Zhenren appeared, he beat those people away, and took my father and me back to Wudang, where he healed my wound.Because Wudang did not accept female relatives, the real Sanfeng kindly placed us in a village at the foot of Wudang Mountain and gave us a sum of money.

The people in that village were very warm and kind to my father and me. Spring sowed and autumn harvested. My father and I lived there for three years. One day after three years, my father fell ill, and Master Sanfeng rushed over immediately. He comforted me that Masato Sanfeng talked a lot with his father that night, and I heard a lot outside the door.My father is not because of injury, but because I miss my mother. I am my father's greatest wish. He hopes that Mitutoyo can take care of me. He wants to find my mother. He is afraid that my mother will be bullied in heaven.That was the first time I saw Santutoyo shed tears. At that time, Masato was over 60 years old. In the following years, I never saw Mitutoyo shed a tear. "

(End of this chapter)