Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

Tatata!

A carriage walks on the ground, quaint and ordinary.

In the southwest rivers and lakes, there are many martial arts sects, and many warriors compete. The combat power is already comparable to the Western Era. Those swordsmen who have cultivated to the extreme can cut mountains and rivers with one sword.

In the end, Mengmei still gritted her teeth and gave her own price, she was so curious!

Xu Zhi hid in the mirror, looking at the guy with great interest, and suddenly felt very comfortable. He had just cheated people, and now his flesh hurts instantly.

"With the body of a first-order mortal, as an ordinary person, assassinate the entire Jianghu master, the sword breaks the fairy gate, there is only one person in the world, Liu Wenjian."

There was an indifferent voice in the carriage, and it was Bai Xiaosheng who answered the question.

As always, he turned his head slightly and looked out the window indifferently, "Eighty years ago in the Jianghu, there was the Liu family, a family of swordsmiths, with superb swordsmanship skills, but their cultivation was not high from generation to generation.

That generation of patriarchs only cultivated in the realm of the gods, but the sword-making skills are exquisite, for the world's heroes, forging peerless swords, all kinds of magic weapons,

He was famous and famous, but he gave birth to a daughter and could not inherit the family business. Liu Wenjian was still frail and sickly. His meridians were blocked and he could not cultivate.

But Liu Wenjian's character is a stubborn person. Looking at his father's disappointed eyes and leaving, he hates that he is not a boy and can't inherit the family business. Unyielding and destiny, constantly learning in the study, thoroughly learned the family tradition of sword casting, fascinated by it, and even reached the unprecedented realm of sword casting,

At the age of twenty-three that year, she had a world-shattering talent for forging, and she instructed the craftsmen of the Liu family.

She was better than a man, thinking that she had finally made it through the first half of her hard life,

But there are wicked people in the rivers and lakes,

Several major sects obtained a meteorite iron transformed from the skeleton of the Heavenly Dao, and the men who came to control the entire Liu family villa, forged a magic weapon for it, and then killed the blacksmith who made the magic weapon when the magic weapon became complete, leaving only the Liu family left. The old and weak, women and children, Liu Wenjian hid in it and survived. "

Mengmei and the little fox lowered their heads and looked at the old and weak woman with a broken arm lying in the carriage. They just listened quietly without saying a word.

"Then Liu Wenjian turned into a madman."

Bai Xiaosheng's expression was still cold, without any emotion, he said slowly, "She hates herself for being useless, not being a man, she hates herself for studying hard, but she can't swing a hammer,

She hated herself even more for being weak, her meridians were blocked, she couldn't practice cultivation, and she couldn't take revenge. She howled and cried hysterically.

She was crazy. She used her hatred, despair and grief, with blood and tears in between, wielding a small hammer, endured severe pain in the raging fire, hammered her arm, and threw it into all kinds of divine gold and copper to open up the silt. Block the meridians. "

Forge your own flesh and blood into a weapon?

Mengmei held her breath, her eyes were horrified, she couldn't imagine the kind of pain, and she knew the madness and sadness she fell into. She tried to struggle to get out of her destiny again and again, but was hit to pieces by the rough life!

She hated herself for being useless, her meridians were blocked, and she wanted to open up the meridians in this way, so that she could practice revenge.

"Her forging method is almost divine. After she opened up the meridians, she actually cut off her arm, continued to forge, forged thousands of times, and condensed the practitioner's dantian in her arm. Entering an unimaginable position, hammering out Dao Yun, she forged her arm into a divine sword, she cannot practice, but she controls her sword practice, the sword has a dantian, and she keeps forging the sword like a madman, injecting a cavity of blood."

Bai Xiaosheng lowered his head and looked at the old woman with a vicissitudes of life, "She calls the sword a sick sword, which means that her serious illness is over.

She is a mortal person with a mortal body. She will get sick and catch a cold. She holds a peerless magic weapon that can be cultivated. She blesses her body, sneaks in the shadows, uses a wonderful swordsmanship to see through the opponent's meridians and moves, and kills her with one strike. Escape from a distance, slaughter the enemy sect of the year, and take revenge. "

Mengmei's voice gradually became solemn, and when she heard this, she already understood something, and suddenly said, "After all, she is a mortal who can't cultivate and holds a magical weapon. She will grow old and die, and her body is extremely weak. There is no defense, only extreme attacks, but because she is a mortal, without the breath of a cultivator, and can sneak attacks secretly, she is already the strongest assassin."

The little fox Hu Haihan continued: "If she is a mortal, then everything makes sense! Different monks get stronger and stronger as time goes by. Her most active time is when she is in her thirties or forties, and then she becomes more and more active. The aging of the body is as sad as a mortal, with a short lifespan, like a withered flower, gradually becoming powerless, and even can only rely on crutches, so she wants to be at the most glorious moment, in the forty-year-old Pokai Immortal. Door, leave an eternity in your life."

"Ordinary people whose combat power is like a cultivator? An extreme sword immortal?? But there are births, old age, sickness and death. It's a pity that she wanted to open the fairy gate before she died, but she failed." Mengmei said, looking at the old woman with a broken arm People, sighing endlessly, "Her sword was broken, and the dream of the rivers and lakes was completely ended, and she really became a real mortal, old and old.

Duan Qianyu knew her, but after her failure, she couldn't find this younger generation. She knew that she was a stubborn and proud person, unyielding to fate. She disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, and would not accept her help, but in the absence of no one. The corners live and die,

So, this terrestrial god chose to break open the gate of immortality and sacrificed her for this short-lived legend of the rivers and lakes.

Her life is like a weapon, polished from rough embryos, constantly burning in suffering, hammering and forging step by step, breaking through self, and encountering new sufferings. Since the bitter cold, she still did not win. "

"This is God's injustice! I have to find time to go back and beat God."

Mengmei looked down at the old woman, "Now, she came to us."

It is unimaginable that this is really a mortal who forged a sword with terrifying perseverance. She has been plagued by bad luck all her life, but struggled all the way. It is unbelievable that she can get to this day with the body of a mortal.

Her illness has already taken hold, and she hopes that her serious illness will end, but after all, she will not be able to escape this twilight age.

Xu Zhi was also sighing.

He didn't know the existence of this person before, and he almost missed it. This is the mechanical and insufficiency of the sub-brain of wisdom. In her judgment, in the big data screening, this is just a low-level mortal.

Her intelligence is not high, she has no earth-shattering talent, her aptitude is still in the middle, and her talent is even inferior to those of the saintess just now.

It is not aptitude and intelligence, but the strong. This is the real strong. Perseverance and obsession will make people create incredible paths.

"Teacher, what should we do then?" asked the little fox Hu Haihan, admiring such a legend very much.

"Of course it's in accordance with the previous rules." Mengmei replied, looking at the unconscious old woman, and then at Bai Xiaosheng, with a weird smile.