Legend of the Great Sage

Hidden Sword Palace, Broken Water Peak.

Yin Xiaochou held the Duan Shui sword tightly with both hands, resting his forehead on the hilt of the sword, kneeling in the dark cave.

He has maintained this posture for a long, long time. Anger, shame, hatred, and bewilderment, like a dark tide, rushed to his heart all at once.

"I am a genius sword repairer, a famous sword successor, and the star of hope in the Hidden Sword Palace. Sooner or later, I will become a great sword repairman, and may even become the owner of the Hidden Sword Palace. But why, why did I lose?"

And it was such an ugly defeat, in front of many fellow disciples, he lost all face.

"The palace lord clearly knows that that person has survived three catastrophes, why didn't he tell me, and let me suffer this shame and humiliation!"

He seems to be questioning himself, and it seems to be asking questions to Duan Shuijian. Since a long time ago, the two have been integrated into one, with the heart as the sword and the sword as the heart.

"Because you are too weak!" A voice suddenly sounded, and the Broken Water Sword trembled slightly. He couldn't tell if it was the sound of the sword or the sound of his heart, and he muttered to himself: "I'm too weak?"

He shook his head violently: "No, I have survived the second catastrophe, and I am the sword master of Chengzang Sword Palace, how can I be considered weak?"

"Weaker than Li Qingshan!" the voice said.

Yin Xiao felt like being struck by lightning, this name was like a nightmare, overlooking him from above, laughing at his weakness, he could no longer even have the confidence to fight against it.

"What is the way of the sword?"

"Slaying demons and demons, acting chivalrously?"

"Wrong, the sword is a weapon for killing and cutting. There is no good or evil, let alone bullshit chivalry. The sword is cruel, it is killing, it is arrogant and invincible!"

Yin Xiaochou was at a loss for a moment, unable to speak.

"You are even stronger! You can still be stronger! Stronger than Li Qingshan!" The voice roared loudly. The trembling sound of the Broken Water Sword became louder and louder, turning into a strange tone.

"I'm still stronger, I can still be stronger! I'm stronger than Li Qingshan!" Yin Xiao's worried eyes lit up. Cold and fierce.

"Kill Li Qingshan!" Yin Xiaochou said, hearing his own voice merge with that voice. Echoes in the dark cave.

But if someone was here just now, they would have heard Yin Xiaochou talking to himself in two different tones.

...

A paper boat floated with the wind. Fu Qingjin lay quietly in the boat, staring at the blue sky.

With his back to Fu Qingjin, Yu Zijian sat on the bow of the boat, put his hands on his cheeks, and said without turning his head: "Senior brother, what are you thinking?"

"I think about my childhood. I grew up in the Hidden Sword Palace. All the brothers and sisters of the same sect are like relatives. Although the palace master is unsmiling, he is always very tolerant towards me, like a loving father. My lord concubine Ming It is much more powerful, I have been afraid of her since I was a child, like Mother Yan, Senior Brother Xuan Ri..."

Fu Qingjin's voice was deep and erratic. Almost floating in the air.

"Senior brother Xuan Ri is a gentle and kind elder brother! Although I didn't grow up in Hidden Sword Palace, I can understand your feelings, senior brother. When I was in Kuangjian Villa, everyone was like brothers and sisters." Yu Zijian said with nostalgia.

"You do not understand……"

"Really? Ah! Brother, why are you crying? Is the wound hurting? I'm still worried that my cultivation will not recover. Didn't the senior brother say that? Your cultivation will definitely recover!"

Yu Zijian turned her head, and saw that Fu Qingjin was already in tears, and was frantically wiping away his tears. She had never seen him so weak.

"You do not understand……"

Fu Qingjin shook his head lightly. Compared with the injuries on his body and his ruined cultivation base, there was a kind of deeper pain and despair, which really kept biting his heart, chewing up all those good memories, looking back at the broken The sword, always thought there was something left, would not turn into ruins.

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable. Where is this place? How far is it from the Hidden Sword Palace?" Fu Qingjin asked. He was in a trance all the way, and he didn't even estimate his location or the flying distance.

"I just arrived at Baitu Mansion, and it's almost two thousand miles away from Hidden Sword Palace. Although this small boat is stable, it's really too slow. Brother, where do we want to stop?"

Yu Zijian felt very strange, Fu Qingjin originally said that he came to comprehend Qingxu's sword intent, but he never stopped along the way.

"Then let's stop!" Fu Qingjin said.

"But the bottom is just a wasteland, there are no ruins!" Yu Zijian said.

"It's right under that tree." Fu Qingjin sat up and pointed to a dead tree on the wasteland.

"All right!"

The boat floated down, Fu Qingjin leaned on his sword and got up, Yu Zijian tried to help but was pushed away by him.

"Dig a hole, make it deeper!" Fu Qingjin pointed at the bottom of the dead wood.

"En!" Yu Zijian pulled out the Zixiao Sword, and with a slight swirl of Ziguang, a deep pit was dug out, in which there were countless broken roots, all of which were dead.

"The soil in Baitu Mansion is not white either! Give me the sword."

Fu Qingjin stretched out his hand, and Yu Zijian handed the Zixiao Sword into his hand.

Fu Qingjin looked at the Qingxu and Zixiao in his hands, and thought that this was their destined bond, and it turned out to be an illusion, so he lightly tossed the Qingxu Sword and Zixiao Sword into the deep pit.

"Brother?" Yu Zijian opened his eyes wide, not knowing why.

"Cut off the connection with Zixiao Sword, and add soil!" Fu Qingjin closed his eyes.

"Ah!" Yu Zijian simply wondered if Fu Qingjin was crazy. For a sword cultivator, the sword is almost in the presence of the person, and the sword forgets the death of the person, let alone these two peerless swords.

"Don't ask too much, I will tell you why later."

Fu Qingjin's voice was very weak, but it was full of determination.

If the Qingxu sword hadn't been cut off, destroying the idea of ​​inheritance in it, and if it hadn't been severely injured by the Wangui Banner, destroying the spirituality of the sword, he might never have discovered this secret.

"Then... that's fine!" Yu Zijian decided to follow Fu Qingjin first, and then quietly write down this place, and dig it out later.

...

Hua Chengzan knelt down on one knee with his right hand, his long hair fell down to the ground, and he shook his head slowly: "I don't know."

"Then do you know that you are actually trying to harm him?" Palace Master Hidden Sword's voice was cold and majestic.

"I don't know." Hua Chengzan shook his head again.

"It's in vain that I regarded you as a smart person and trained you a lot. I didn't expect to do such a stupid thing in the end."

"Palace Master, you overestimate me. If I'm really smart, why would I come to Hidden Sword Palace?" Hua Chengzan smiled wryly.

Ji Xuanri squatted down beside Hua Chengzan, supported Hua Chengzan's chin with his hand, still had a warm smile on his face, but his eyes were full of regret, "Junior Brother Hua, with your talent and comprehension, originally In just a few years, you will be able to stand side by side with me, but I never thought that you would destroy your own future."

"By then, will I still be me?" Hua Chengzan asked back.

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