A Cheeky Kendo God

“Do you dare to ask me what I did wrong?” Pointing to Wu Chi, Third Senior Sister scolded. (wind and rain starting)

Looking down, he slammed a few times and looked at the angry Third Senior Sister. Wu Chi didn’t even dare to hide.

“Master died to save you, the bones are not cold, just to let you open the restaurant to make money?”

“Iron Sword Sect is destroyed, so many senior and junior brothers are killed in the hands of Luo Kun. They are tortured and unwilling to live, and they are not willing to be filthy. Let you carry the nickname of the infidelity, just to let you spend the rest of your life so much. ?”

Eyes flushed, Third Senior Sister trembled. “What do you say, keep your sword for the sake of your heart, no regrets! Do you want to eat and die, is your regret?”

For a moment, Wu Chi was frozen and the whole person was blank, as if was struck by lightening.

Countless past events re-emerged in the lightning, the heart of some numb, as if pierced by a sharp knife fiercely, can not breathe.

The incentive for Iron Sword Sect to be destroyed is that he stayed at Sword Shadow Manor and won the Shadow Bearer divine sword.

In order to save him, the master gave his own life for sword, and the senior and junior brothers suffered. These things are as vivid as they are, and they hurt the heart of Wu Chi.

How can he forget how to forget?

Seeing Wu Chi’s face pale, Third Senior Sister’s language was much warmer, and he reached over Wu Chi’s face. “Little Junior Brother, you look at me! I know your pain, and I understand that the Sword Dao foundation was destroyed. But all this is not the reason for you to give up.”

“Our Iron Sword Sect is small, so many years ago, even a Dao Tribune powerhouse has not been out, but did Founder give up?”

“Eldest Senior Brother, innate talent is not as good as you, even timid bearing is not as good as you, maybe Grand Dao is not expected in this life, but, look at him, give up?”

“Master is just right in life, and sticks to Sword Dao. I have high hopes for you! If you just give up on yourself, how will you face the Master under the nine springs?”

“…sorry, Senior Sister, sorry!”

Tears fell uncontrollably, and Wu Chi opened her mouth and said.

No matter how strong he is in normally, he is still only a young man who is less than twenty years old.

Pulling out the handkerchief from the body and wiping the tears on Wu Chi’s face, Third Senior Sister whispered, “Little Junior Brother, things are artificial! When we fell into the hands of Luo Kun, we were sold to Darkness Auction, no one thought about it, you can Save us! But are you not doing the same?”

At this moment, Wu Chi suddenly felt ashamed.

Yes, the Iron Sword Sect was almost in the desperate situation, but from the Master to the Senior Brother, Senior Sister, why did one person fall down and accept it?

Even if they are dead, they are fighting in their own way.

Although iron sword is small ,sword bone still exists!

But what about yourself?

Severing own imprint is itself a choice made. Why is it not possible to accept this result now?

What about the destruction of the Sword Dao foundation?

As long as both hands can hold the sword, as long as life is not over, no one can conclude that Sword Dao is hopeless!

Even if drunkard Divine Docter decides that Grand Dao is hopeless?

Sword Dao is only in your heart!

The words of Third Senior Sister are like a slap in the face, and Wu Chi is completely awakened from that awkward state.

In one thought, my heart suddenly became cheerful.

With a hearty smile, Wu Chi leaned towards Third Senior Sister saluted.

“Third Senior Sister, I understand! I won’t accept it, I’m Wu Chi’s Sword Dao, not anyone else can decide, Sword Dao foundation is ruined, and it’s back again! As long as I am alive, there is no People, anything, can stop me Sword Dao!”

The haze of the past has been swept away. At this moment, Wu Chi eyes reveals a strong confidence!

“This is my Little Junior Brother!”

The shoulder of Joyous’s pats Wu Chi, Third Senior Sister whispered.

“Come on, reopen the banquet, I will give my Little Junior Brother a dusty wash!”

…. .

The painful and fast eating stopped, stayed in the rest of the night, Wu Chi did not say goodbye to Third Senior Sister, did not go to see the honest and honest restaurant Boss, quietly left.

Third Senior Sister has chosen her path and she doesn’t have to step in.

And myself, there are also roads of their own.

Zhou Boyan is still waiting for himself in Kunlun. The glimpse of the blue silk is still in his arms. Even if there are more difficulties, what reason can he give up?

Returning to the valley, Wu Chi’s mental state is completely different.

“Senior, I am coming back this time, but I brought you a lot of good wine.”

Looking far away from the old man in the medicinal farm, Wu Chi shouted loudly.

Looking up, I saw Wu Chi, the old man can’t help slightly startled, and immediately said with a smile, “Good boy, you can still remember my old fogey, not bad, come, let’s have a drink again.” “”

Out of the medicinal farm, the old man did not forget to call Yuan Ziyi, “Little Zi Yi, let us prepare the wine bowl.”

For such a moment, Yuan Ziyi has also come out of the room, watching Wu Chi, eyes reveal a hint of surprise.

“Fifty years old Nu’er Hong, this ten jars of wine, but I stole it in the morning, I don’t know how people are yelling at me.” Wu Chi did not sit down from the qiankun bag. .

“haha, good! This kind of good wine, you can’t miss it when you meet it, don’t you sell it?” The old man is happy with said a big smile, “Little Zi Yi, fast pour wine.”

Pushing Yuan Ziyi to his own wine bowl, Wu Chi corner of the mouth said with a smile, “I will not drink first, the sky is still early, I have to practice a sword first.”

“sword practice?”

As soon as this statement came out, the old man and Yuan Ziyi were both startled, which was unbelievable.

When Wu Chi came back, the old man could see that Wu Chi’s spirit was obviously different from that before going out. He thought that Wu Chi had figured it out, but unexpectedly, he suddenly took out two words from Wu Chi’s mouth. .

“Your injury is good?” Yuan Ziyi asked in disbelief.

“How could it be!” shook the head, Wu Chi explained. “But, this time, I figured out a lot of things. No matter what the outcome, as long as I am alive and can hold my sword with both hands, I can’t give up Sword Dao.”

This one answer is obviously unexpected. The old man eyes flashed with bright glow and looked at Wu Chi deeply. Then he spoke. “Good! Little Brat, there is such a temperament, but it is old fogey. I am stunned.”

“Senior overpraised.” Slightly shook the head, Wu Chi immediately turned to Yuan Ziyi, “Zi Yi, use the sword.”

Looking at Wu Chi, Yuan Ziyi’s heart, Joyous, took the sword and handed it over. “Would you like me to accompany you in word practice?”

“Hey! Don’t think that the machine is cheaper for me!” Rolled the eyes, Wu Chi said with no anger. “You wait, wait for me to recover, and when I have to pack you.”

“Dog bites Lu Dongbin! Go and go, don’t get in the way, don’t drink, I will drink with Grandpa Drunkard.”

Dissatisfied with snorted, smashing Wu Chi’s foot, Yuan Ziyi waved like a fly, and ended up drinking Wu Chi’s wine bowl.

Waiting for Wu Chi to go far, Yuan Ziyi asked the old man excitedly, “Grandpa Drunkard, he seems to really want sword practice? Will there be hope for recovery?”

Looking at the back of Wu Chi, the old man sighed a little. “Small age, I can have such a heart, it is very valuable! If it is not this tribulation, the future is not limited.”

Listening to the sound, Yuan Ziyi naturally heard that although the old man admired, in fact, he still is not optimistic about Wu Chi.

“But, I think his spirit is really much better. Maybe there will be a miracle?”

“Let’s wait! I said, nothing in this world is certain! However, since he can firmly strengthen the word heart, even if it really fails, it is also a generation of people, just see if there will be a miracle. It is.”

Taking a sip from the wine bowl, the old man sighed, “Good wine!”

“…”rolled the eyes, Yuan Ziyi lazy to take care of the old fellow!

Hey, I can’t even say a good word!

…. .

Looking back at the sword, Wu Chi has a different feeling in his heart.

Expelling all the distractions from the basics, from the most basic Iron Sword Sect Sword Art to Shadow Bearer Sword Art, to Kunlun Sword Art, Wu Chi again and again, playing his familiar Sword Art, the peace of mind.

Sword heart bright!

In the vagueness, unconsciously, Sword Valor, who has been silent with the body, has a slight tremor, as if he wants to recover.

In fact, neither Wu Chi nor drunkard Divine Docter knows that Wu Chi can maintain the Sword Dao foundation without completely severing after the severing own imprint. It’s not that Wu Chi has anything special, but because he has already condensed Sword Valor.

And it is the most special Empyrean Sword Valor!

Imperishable Sword Heart , Indestructible Sword Valor !

As long as Wu Chi does not completely lose the sword heart, the Sword Valor with the body will not collapse, and the Sword Dao foundation will not be completely destroyed if it is damaged and serious.

When I was at Kunlun, Wei Changtian knew that it was because I knew this, so Wu Chi would go down the mountain and assert that Wu Chi would be able to get out of trouble and set foot on Grand Dao.

Wu Chi doesn’t understand this, and drunkard Divine Docter, but can’t think of someone who can really condense this legendary Empyrean Sword Valor at Shedding Mortality.

Before Wu Chi, almost desperately hit, drunken stupor, sword heart, Sword Valor naturally dead.

Of course, if Wu Chi really accepts his life and sinks into it, as time goes by, when the sword heart is wiped out, it is time for Sword Valor to collapse and completely sever Sword Dao hope.

But now, Wu Chi’s heart is suddenly clear, the sword heart is clear, and the silent Sword Valor naturally shows signs of recovery.

However, the Sword Dao foundation was seriously damaged. Although Sword Valor had signs of recovery, Wu Chi was not aware of it for a time.

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