However, after a while, no living creature appeared. I touched the bridge of my nose and muttered, "Can you really meet a ghost?" Although I said that, my hand hidden in my wide sleeves held a short dagger that was not good-looking. Now that I think about it, I can only say that Brother Shu and the others are too far-sighted and gave me a short knife instead of a long sword. Otherwise, even if I give me a peerless sword, I would definitely let it be covered with the pearls. Xianggui treasures that they have sent. Maybe the long sword that they sent casually has already given birth to the sword spirit. When I woke up, the person who awakened him was actually an idiot who was not good at using swords.

Yes, that's right! Among all the sword spirits that already have wisdom, whether they are irritable or gentle, their only thing in common is that they are all bloodthirsty and decisive and merciless, because all the sword spirits that already have the mind have transformed through thousands of battles and blood. They have never surrendered to the arrogance of all things in their bones. Even if the blade is split in half, their swords are still pointing straight at the enemy in front of them; even if the magic swords refined with millions of spirit stones are placed in front of them, there will be no hesitation. It can be said that in their eyes, swords that have not been stained with blood are not worth mentioning in their eyes. The reason why they are so arrogant may be that they are born as swords and are destined to kill all living beings.

I smiled. Although swords are all good, I am not suitable for swords. When I taught me the sword technique on the first day of the Shu, I specifically emphasized this to me, so I can't worry about it for nothing.

However, I have no desire for swords in my heart. Even when I was learning swordsmanship, I was very relaxed and freehand, but to express my thoughts, I practice swordsmanship to avoid falling behind when facing the enemy, while practicing short daggers and hidden weapons just in case; formations are what I really love, but when facing the enemy, it is also the most impractical move.

Whether it is the defensive formations that I have been practicing hard earlier, or the more aggressive formations such as the "hidden killing formation" that have only recently been achieved, it takes time to complete them. However, the swords on the battlefield are eyeless, and the enemy is not a fool. How could you watch you lay out the formation? So when I face the enemy head-on, I immediately rejected it.

Then it can be imagined that even if I practiced hard for a hundred years, and even Brother Shu and the others praised me for being gifted, if I have not been strangled by the way of heaven in the future, then my future achievements will definitely be extraordinary. Although they only praised this in their spare time, it was enough to make me ecstatic. After all, Brother Shu and the others are all reserved people, and it is already an unexpected surprise for me to say such praise. Unfortunately, the formation I am most interested in cannot save my life. In recent years, whenever I encounter danger, I have always used the sword technique I have rarely practiced. When I think of this, I have no way to feel a sense of frustration.

But time flies. If I can survive, what is the consequence of some setbacks? Even if I feel uncomfortable, I will still live. When I think that Brother Shu and the others can clearly stay away from the world, they have pulled in for me. Even though they have never taken a step down the mountain, before I go down the mountain, they always have pathological whiteness on their faces, and they didn't take it seriously at first. It may be because they were ignorant when they were childhood, or they have spyed on the secrets of heaven too many times, so the backlash given to them by the way of heaven became more and more serious. Anyway, I gradually became aware of this.

But it was really speculated that it was slowly realized by these thoughts in the canyon. The reason was not because my mind became smarter, it was entirely because... I have been too free these years. After I was free, I would try my best to keep myself busy, so I chose to practice. In the past few decades, I have really created a sword technique. The spiritual power required is extremely powerful, and if I am not careful, it will backfire. For some reason, I created this sword technique extremely complicated, but the lethality is also surprising... It is not entirely true to say that it was surprising. To be precise, when I used the entire sword technique, I should have been scared.

The broken corpse, the wooden branches, and the snow suddenly disappeared in front of me in an instant. Even because of this formation, in just a moment, they appeared again, staring at me with gloomy eyes. I was embarrassed to be stared at. After all, I was too reckless and did not consider the consequences. I was practicing swords here. Even if they were not hurt, no one liked being cut off in half for no reason, just like I would never dream of myself being killed.

There is one reason for it because it is not good, and another reason is another saying. When I was chanting with Sister Jun in the past, I heard her say that most people who have achieved some success in their cultivation will have a sense of darkness. For example, if you have a death disaster in your destiny, then perhaps when you walk through a certain place, a picture will suddenly appear in your mind, or you will dream of something strange after falling asleep. These pictures will occasionally have a future scene, but often these information is very obscure and you can't think of it at all without thinking about it, but who would think of a dream carefully?

Then he turned around and said to me very seriously: "Xiaoyu, you are more powerful than ordinary people. Be careful when dreaming in the future, such as death, otherwise you might really die."

After hearing this, I didn't sleep well for several days. If I remember correctly, I was still very young and forgot about it. After a while, I slowly let it go. Later, even when I remembered it, I didn't care.

However, it may be because of being too idle, and hard work to calm me down, so I always sit on the snow and look ahead with expressionless face. In fact, all the messy thoughts popped up in my heart. Then I even took out some trivial matters a long time ago, so naturally I thought of my childhood. I was so bored that I wanted to go back to the temple, but I couldn't get out of no matter what. I always thought of anger for no reason, but I still had reason. Knowing that this move was unreasonable, I could only suppress my anger silently, but I was very frustrated behind my back.

Well, my thoughts have been too dissipated lately. Even if it is a big deal, I can think of irrelevant things behind my back. I frowned, and my expression became colder: "Who is it? Come out!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly heard a voice coming from below: "Little baby! I'm under your feet!" I was shocked, and quickly took a few steps back. When I looked down, I saw a strange-colored stone - between blue and black, with a light blood red in the center, and I couldn't see it if I didn't pay attention.

I frowned, and after a moment of silence, I quickly reacted and said sternly: "I haven't seen you before? Can you tell you why you were sneaking around me?"

The stone burst into a strange laugh: "I have been here since I was conscious, usually sleeping under the soil. When I woke up today, I happened to hear something moving from my head and came to see it. Who knew that as soon as I moved up, I was stepped on by you. I originally wanted to give up when you moved away, but you didn't move anymore. It was so angry that I was so angry."

After hearing the cause and effect, I laughed out loud after a slap, and didn't notice the other party's anger or dissatisfaction at all.

(End of this chapter)

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