Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 774

2021-05-03

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"I remember!"

For a moment, the empty back is infinitely high , like the Divine Sword that has been in dust for many years, once washed away the rust and resurfaced.

This is Kong Zizao, the former Sword Immortal who Fang Dou knew.

Kong Ziruo looked at the palm of his hand and muttered to himself, "I am Kong Ziruo, I am a sword cultivator!"

He repeated this sentence three times, suddenly violently. He patted his forehead, as if he had forgotten something.

"Old Partner!"

Kong Ziruo turned around and looked towards the scarecrow, raised his palm, no wind was rising, but the fairy sword turned into a light and disappeared in place. ,

Waiting for the immortal sword to appear again, it has been firmly held in Kong Ziruo's hands.

Although his appearance is still a white-haired old man, and he has no mana flowing, the feeling he brings to Fang Dou is better than any of the three Sword Immortals in Shu. profound inexplicable.

It is only today that Fang Dou can intuitively realize how powerful the empty self in those days was.

Kong Ziruo caressed the fairy sword, the rough palm swept across, the rust hua hua fell off, revealing the sharp sword edge.

He regained his memory and the immortal sword regained its edge.

"No!"

After a while, Sora shook his head, "My mind is empty, I can't even remember the Sword Art of a half move."

Fang Dou comforted, "empty senior, you have forgotten for too long, you need time to remember!"

"No, no, sword dao has penetrated into my bone marrow and soul, and it has become an instinct, no need to recall!"

"As long as you give a stimulus, you can remember it!"

Sora turned to Fang Dou and suggested, "So, draw your sword and attack me!"

" How dare I do this?"

Fang Dou waved his hands and refused again and again.

In the normal state of Kong Ziruo, Fang Dou would definitely dare to take action, but under the current circumstances, Kong Ziruo is simply unable to control himself, if Fang Dou strikes hard, it will trigger his instinctive reaction, and it is very likely that he will not be able to hold back. , a wave took him away.

Too dangerous!

Kong Ziruo scratched his head, "Well, I'll think about it again!"

He tried to raise the sword, stab or chop, trying to recall the knowledge of sword dao.

But in Fang Dou's view, every move is extremely awkward, not like the Sword Immortal of the town at all.

Even, even the ordinary third-rate sword cultivator is far inferior.

"Empty senior, stop and rest!"

Fang Dou spoke, persuading politely.

Kong Ziruo shook his head and pointed at his head, "I feel like I'm just a layer of paper, as long as I pierce it, I can get my memory back!"

The old man was in the dark, Tirelessly dancing the sword, he kept falling and was covered in mud.

Fang Dou did not persuade him out of respect for the air.

After waiting for Kong Ziruo to fall down many times, Fang Dou couldn't help but say, "Kong Ziruo, I have a suggestion, you can listen to it."

Kong Ziruo stopped his hands, his body Sweat mixed with mud, turned into black mud and dripped, "Okay!"

"You are doing it deliberately now, but it is counterproductive!"

"Simply don't think about any sword tricks, Think of some daily things in your mind, such as eating and drinking, farming and weeding!"

Fang Dou's words obviously played a role, Kong Ziruo's eyes became brighter, and the layer of paper was punctured. .

"Okay!"

Kong Ziruo took a step forward, like an old farmer walking through the fields, and then raised his fairy sword, rather like he was holding a hoe.

At this moment, no matter who stands in front of him, it will be reduced to weeds and shoveled down at once.

"Happy!"

Kong Ziruo swung down with a sword, although the posture was ordinary, but the mighty power it contained made Fang Dou terrified.

I thought that I was about to achieve Sword Immortal, and I had already narrowed the distance between him and Kong Zizi.

But at the level of this sword, he is already unmatched.

Empty and calm, it is always the insurmountable mountain in this world.

Fang Dou was sighing, Kong Ziruo was getting better and better, and the fairy sword gradually fused with his hands.

Under the moonlight, next to the field ridge, he danced his fairy sword and turned into a dragon.

Sometimes imposing manner such as mountains burst and ground split, sometimes like Nine Heavens swimming dragon, sometimes thunder clouds lingering, sometimes golden light evil waves follow.

All dharmas are contained in the sword.

Fang Dou was fascinated by it. It was like seeing the answer of a scholar, comprehending. He had countless thoughts in his mind, and he couldn't wait to check it.

But now was not the time, Fang Dou had to hold back his urge.

He could see that Kong Ziruo was afraid that he had forgotten all his previous experience, and even lost his training base thoroughly.

So, although he is flying like a sword, his formidable power is in imposing manner, but he doesn't even have the mana of little bit.

But this does not mean that Kong Ziruo is a paper tiger, he still has the lethality of Sword Immortal level, and his imposing manner alone is enough to kill Fang Dou's powerhouse.

"Amazing!"

Fang Dou thought, Kong Ziruo experienced a catastrophe, although the cultivation base was gone, but he worked in the fields, realized the laws of Heaven and Earth, but instead Bring Sword Art accomplishments up to a level.

Today's emptiness, compared to the past, both in terms of sword dao and state of mind, have become countless times stronger.

"Fang Dou, what do you think of my Sword Art?"

Kongzi danced around for a while, and finally stopped because of his old age and physical exhaustion.

Fang Dou applauded again and again, "Today's empty senior is still first under the heavens Sword Immortal!"

"On the day of Buddha's birthday, there will be a hundred times more. The immortal of the times is not your opponent either!"

He was originally a compliment and had no meaning, but the three words of Buddha's birthday made Kong look calm.

The old man had blue veins on his forehead, obviously very painful, the gate blocking his memory opened, and a flood of information poured out.

"I remember, Buddha's birthday, is my empty and splendid Peak, and also the starting point of going downhill!"

"Returning from the capital to Qianzhong, Every day it decays, and medicine stone can't save it!"

"trifling Magnetic-Essence Divine Light, how can there be such formidable power!"

"Later I found out that it was the yin and yang patriarch forcibly cast. Mystery technique, creating the illusion of my fate star falling, and the resulting repercussions!"

Fang Dou heard this shock, he thought that fake fate star fall would be able to cover up the news that Kong Ziruo was still alive , but now it seems that this method is actually the main culprit that causes the empty self-ruly cultivation base to disappear and the memory to disappear.

At this moment, Kong Ziruo has a clear mind and tells the past one after another.

The imposing manner on his body has been rising steadily and has reached the Peak state of the year.

"Fang Dou, after many years, you finally came to me!"

"It is also fortunate that I have you, so that I can be at ease and not be confused by death!"

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Fang Dou listened to this sentence with a somewhat ominous tone, and persuaded, "Empty senior, you will definitely live a long life!"

This sentence is a bit contrary to the heart, empty and self-contained as a cultivation base. Still, it would be nothing difficult to live for another five hundred years, but now he is a mortal old man who has no realm, and his life essence has survived for over a hundred years.

In other words, today's emptiness, everyday all is dying.

Kong Ziruo waved his hand after listening, "I know my own affairs best, so you don't need to persuade me!"

"It's just that you are about to achieve Sword Immortal now, but out of Unexpectedly!"

"I vowed to teach 3,000 sword cultivators back then, but unfortunately, something happened and it was stranded!"

"Instead of you, I got a surprise! ”

(end of this chapter)