I'm Really a Villain!

Two men and one woman, one man and one woman are at the Pulse Condensation Realm, and the other man in a green robe is at the True Vein Realm.

"Junior Brother Zimo," the three greeted quickly when they met, and then introduced themselves respectively.

The names of the man and the woman were Tang Huaiyuan and Xiao Yu respectively, and the other young man in the True Pulse Realm was named Feng Buyu.

"I'll thank you all this time," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Several people waved their hands quickly, saying that they didn't dare to take it.

……

Then a group of people went to the Beast Guard Pavilion of the Zongmen, hired a few first-rank monster beasts, Feimo Ma, and ran towards the direction of Tianjian City.

Among the few people, only Hei Shisan has reached the air pulse state and can fly freely, the others must travel by monster beasts.

……

When leaving the sect, Xu Zimo felt something, and looked at the position above.

I saw the Sixth Elder Xiao Yuexuan flying over with a girl, and the girl seemed to have noticed something, and lowered her head to look at Xu Zimo.

"Oh, the plot is about to begin," Xu Zimo smiled, "Bailixiao, welcome to Zhenwu Shengzong!"

……

After a long journey, in the evening, a few people came to a small village, where they planned to spend the night.

"Hundred Desolation Village," Xu Zimo looked at the name on the stone tablet in front of the village and said with a smile, "Interesting, really interesting."

The person who received them was the head of the village, a middle-aged man wearing a vest made of black animal skin.

"I am a villager in Baihuang Village, you can call me Wang Tao," the middle-aged man said boldly.

Then he led Xu Zimo and his party towards his house. In front of the houses on both sides of the street, many villagers looked at these outsiders curiously.

……

After declining the dinner prepared by Wang Tao for everyone, the group returned to the room.

"I always think this village is weird," Feng Buyu frowned and said first.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ruhu asked curiously.

"I also feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell for a while," Xiao Yu, the only woman in the team, also said.

"Why do you think so much, go to bed early," Xu Zimo chuckled, and then walked out of the house.

"Brother Zimo, what are you doing?" Lin Ruhu asked curiously.

"I'll go out for a walk," Xu Zimo turned to Hei Shisan next to him and said, "San Shisan, don't follow me, I'm sure about safety."

……

After leaving the room, Xu Zimo walked all the way to the west of the village.

Walking on the cobblestone path, the breeze hits gently, and there are sporadic lights in the houses on both sides.

Xu Zimo went all the way to the west end of the village, where there is a small shop.

A yellow flag was inserted on the wooden board above the door, with several black characters written on it.

"Ten Mile Blacksmith Shop."

It was already late at this time, and the light bulbs in the shop glowed with a dark yellow halo.

A man in a black shirt was still busy in the shop.

His figure is not considered burly, but rather thin.

He holds an unfinished longsword in his left hand and a hammer in the other.

Every time the hammer falls heavily, there will be a "bang" sound.

The man kept beating like this, as if he was indefatigable. If someone watched for a long time, he would find that every beating of the man seemed to be regular.

Xu Zimo sat on the stone pier outside the blacksmith's shop, looking at the blacksmith with interest.

The man's speed was very crisp, he put the finished model into the stove and burned it.

For a long time, he didn't bring anything with him, just took out the burning red iron sword like this.

After blowing a few times, he put the iron sword into the nearby sink.

Just listening to the sound of "噗噗噗", a burst of white smoke rose from the water.

The water near the iron sword started to "cuckoo" boil.

……

"Want to learn?" the blacksmith suddenly turned his head, looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"You can't teach me," Xu Zimo replied with a smile and shook his head.

The man didn't argue, he took out the iron sword soaked in the water, and then walked into the house.

"Even if you are Sword Master," Xu Zimo's voice suddenly sounded.

The man's footsteps stopped, and he turned around slowly. There seemed to be countless long swords bursting in those eyes.

"I'm curious, why did Sword Master Shili Changkong live in seclusion in such a small village and be an ordinary blacksmith?" Xu Zimo said to himself as if he didn't feel the oppression coming from the opposite side.

"It has nothing to do with you," Shili Changkong said, his voice magnetic, and he replied flatly.

……

"I think I can help you," Xu Zimo said.

He knew that Ten Miles of Sky was very confused now, because he had already opened five veins and reached the realm of Sword Master.

The next step is to embark on a path of his own martial arts, but he is stuck at this step.

He is hesitant about the way of swords that he has been obsessed with for half his life, and he doesn't know which path to choose, or which path is most suitable for him.

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"How can I help?" Shili Changkong didn't question it, and asked calmly.

"I have here a copy of the "Sword of Heaven Yin" practiced by Emperor Yintian, and "Sancai Sword Formation" left by Emperor Sancai in the past," Xu Zimo said slowly.

The current state of Ten Miles of Sky is lack of experience, and there is no way to learn from the predecessors.

Don't look at Xu Zimo's ability to casually name several Great Emperor exercises, but in fact, the preciousness of these exercises is unimaginable.

At least in a realm like Ten Miles of Sky, they have never been in contact with the Great Emperor's technique.

This also corresponds to the old saying, ten years of hard work is worse than a good pregnancy.

……

"What's the condition?" Shili Changkong naturally knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"I'm going to form a force, and I want you to manage it," Xu Zimo said.

"Impossible, I won't be your subordinate." Shili Changkong shook his head resolutely, "My swordsmanship is indomitable. If I am really sent to others, my heart will not be clear, so there is no way to talk about the road of swordsmanship."

"A swordsman should have an unyielding sharpness, but also have the restraint when returning to the sheath," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "Just like being a human being, sometimes you have to hold your chest up, and sometimes you have to bow your head to apologize."

Seeing the thoughtful eyes of the ten miles long sky, Xu Zimo continued: "Perhaps some people's martial arts really go forward bravely and never back down.

Just like the old Three Swords Emperor, he went to an extreme. For him, there is no defense at all.

Even if he is defeated by someone else's sword, he will never back down, and his sword will never be timid.

But you are by no means an extreme person like the Three Swordsmen, otherwise you would not hide in this small village and be willing to be a blacksmith.

Your sword should be able to advance and retreat freely, and when you take it out of the sheath, you should have the vigor to shatter the sky. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Shilichangkong's heart was a little shaken, and he pondered for a long time.

I feel as if I have grasped something, but I seem to be more confused.

……

"I will leave tomorrow. You can seize the opportunity yourself. For me, a martial artist who respects the veins is not too scarce. I just happened to pass by here and cherish my talent." Xu Zimo stood up and walked slowly towards the house where he lived go.

"But for you, that opportunity doesn't come along very often.

Even if someone can come up with the Great Emperor's Cultivation Technique, it may not be more suitable for you than these two books of mine. "

……

Seeing Xu Zimo's back going away, Ten Miles of Sky's brows frowned even deeper, and he bowed his head in thought for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Shili Changkong stood up firmly, picked up the iron sword he had just forged, and walked towards the village step by step.

The strong wind blew up the dust all over the sky, and his figure gradually disappeared in the wind. The thunderous sword master seemed to have returned.

……

Speechless all night, early the next morning, the sun shone quietly, Xu Zimo practiced all night, only feeling full of energy.

"It's strange, nothing happened last night," Feng Buyu said.

"You still hope that we will be in danger," Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

He stretched his waist, and then walked out of the house with everyone.

As soon as they walked out of the house, everyone felt something was wrong.

Quiet, so quiet, the entire Baihuang Village fell into a deathly silence.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Feng Buyu kicked open the gates of houses on both sides of the street, and a particularly choking smell of blood came out from inside.

All the villagers were killed in their deep sleep last night, including the village chief Wang Tao who received everyone last night, and now he was also lying in a pool of blood on the bed.

"Everyone is dead," Feng Buyu said after a moment of silence.

"I finally know what's wrong," Xiao Yu shouted from the side, "Since we came here last night, we haven't seen old people, children, or women. The villagers in this village are all young and strong men."

Hearing Xiao Yu's words, everyone also reacted.

"These people are definitely not ordinary villagers," Feng Buyu frowned and thought, "But who killed them?"