Xu Yongan cursed, and the tears on his face flowed down unconsciously.
"I just want to live. I just want my brothers, master and uncles to live well..."
"What's wrong with me?"
There was no expression on Mr. Wuhen's face, as calm as water: "It's your fault to be weak."
Xu Yongan suddenly raised his head, stared at Mr. Wuhen, bit his lip, held his own blood in his mouth, and asked, "How should I become stronger?"
"How can I control my own destiny?"
"How do I protect the people I want to protect?"
Young Master Wuhen looked at the stubborn and determined young man and chuckled: "To gain power, you only need to pay the price."
"I can pay any price, I want to become stronger, I want to control my own destiny, instead of being ignored and slaughtered at will like pigs and dogs?"
Xu Yongan is not an idiot. He has guessed part of Mr. Wuhen's intentions. He also understands that Mr. Wuhen must have a purpose in stimulating him.
But so what?
He must survive now.
He must leave the secret realm, return to Jianguan, and tell his master and uncles the plot of Fengyun Jianzhong.
He knew very well that the reason why the disciples of Fengyun Sword Tomb dared to act so unscrupulously was that they must have planned to attack Qingfeng Sword Temple for a long time.
There is a high probability that after the secret book exploration is over, the masters of Fengyun Sword Tomb will take advantage of the situation before Sword Viewer can react and take action.
Young Master Wuhen looked at Xu Yongan's expression. He knew that the other party had guessed his intention, and chuckled: "Why do you think I will help you?"
"Senior, didn't you just keep me here to help me?"
Xu Yongan, who had regained his IQ, replied calmly.
"Yes, it is somewhat useful to be able to regain one's own sanity in the face of great changes." Mr. Wuhen nodded gently, "Tell me, how many seeds did the Cangjian Silver Tree produce in total?"
The Cangjian Silver Tree is an ancient treasure and is extremely special. It needs nourishment from the sword to grow, blossom and bear fruit.
After flowering and fruiting, take it within one day if no one takes it away.
Those fruits will gradually wither, continue to condense, and turn into seeds.
When they are swallowed by some animals, they will follow these animals and go to other places to grow.
Therefore, every time, the Cangjian Silver Tree will not produce only one seed.
"There are seven seeds in total. Except for this one in my hand, the rest of the seeds are in the hands of the guys from Fengyun Sword Tomb."
Xu Yongan gritted his teeth and responded.
Young Master Wuhen nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Do you want to take the seeds back from their hands?"
"I think about it, even in my dreams." Xu Yongan nodded with red eyes.
"Do you want to take back these seeds with your own strength?"
Mr. Wuhen's words are like the whispers of a devil, full of great temptation and seeming to be able to hook people's hearts.
Prince Wuhen secretly used the magic hypnosis technique to amplify Xu Yongan's desires, allowing him to face his own heart and desires.
"think!"
Xu Yongan only answered this one word, but his tone was particularly firm and resounding.
There was no trace of struggle or pain on Xu Yongan's face, but only determination.
"good."
"I can give you this opportunity."
Young Master Wuhen nodded slightly, looked down at Xu Yongan, and slowly said: "Take out the seeds of the Cangjian Silver Tree in your arms."
Xu Yongan did not hesitate and took out the seed of the Cangjian Silver Tree directly from his arms.
This seed exudes a faint silver light, is only the size of a section of the little finger, is engraved with sword patterns, and contains extremely complex and profound sword intent. Ordinary swordsmen will feel their eyes stinging unconsciously even if they just look at it.
Tearing up.
The Tao that Mr. Wuhen learned originally originated from the upper world, and he was very familiar with many animals and plants in the upper world. The Cangjian Silver Tree was an ancient plant and fell into the category of what Mr. Wuhen learned.
Mr. Wuhen stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
Xu Yongan did not hesitate and directly handed over the seeds in his hand.
Master Wuhen took the seeds from the Cangjian Silver Tree, activated his innate Qi, and slowly peeled off the skin on the seeds.
As the skin on the seeds falls off little by little, the sword intent hidden within gradually spreads. The sharp sword intent is like a sword that has just been unsheathed, capable of cutting off everything.
Small streams of sword energy flowed around the seeds, trying to scratch Master Wuhen's palm.
But Mr. Wuhen didn't care, and with a thought, he smashed all the rising sword energy.
Mr. Wuhen slowly stretched out his fingers, activated his own energy, connected with the surrounding aura of heaven and earth, formed a small laser, and shot it on the seed. In an instant, the situation changed color.
Huge spiritual energy fluctuations, like an earthquake, shook out layer by layer.
Countless leaves were flying, and the monsters screamed in terror and kept running away.
The motivation was huge, and almost everyone in the secret realm sensed this change.
"what happened?"
"Why did the spiritual energy suddenly explode?"
"Someone triggered something?"
"Is there still some heavenly material or earthly treasure coming out?"
Several disciples from Fengyun Sword Tomb stopped and looked at each other, not daring to move rashly.
The last man with long hair frowned slightly and murmured: "That direction seems to be where Liu Wudao chased the address of Qingfeng Jianguan."
"Did something happen?"
"Haha, senior brother, you are worrying too much. I know the disciple of Qingfeng Sword Temple, his name is Xu Yongan, but he is the second innate heaven, Liu Wudao is already the fourth innate heaven, and the other two disciples are also cultivators of the third innate heaven.
Because the three of them join forces to attack and kill, even those from the fifth level of Xiantian will be punished on the spot."
"Not to mention the second level of Qingfeng Sword Temple."
One of the disciples showed a contemptuous expression and said nonchalantly.
"Yes, that's true." Senior Brother nodded slightly, and he quite agreed with his disciple's words.
"You still have to be careful in everything. After the spiritual energy fluctuations disappear, let's go over and investigate."
"Yes, Senior Brother." Several disciples responded in unison.
At the same time, Xu Yongan watched with his own eyes that Mr. Wuhen used the zhenqi laser in his hand to carve out extremely complex and mysterious special text patterns covering the meaning of the sword on a seed the size of a section of his little finger. Although he did not recognize it,
But from these words, he could feel the endless sword intent and the aura of ancient swordsmanship.
"Ancient swordsmanship?"
Xu Yongan was suddenly stunned. Only after careful identification did he dare to confirm his induction.
The ancient sword training method has been lost for many years. Who are they? They actually know the ancient sword method... Xu Yongan was extremely shocked, and guesses emerged in his mind.
Could it be...that they are some secret force?
Or maybe they are ancient sword cultivators who have just awakened?
Or is he an expert who accidentally acquired the inheritance of ancient swordsmanship?
For a moment, he suddenly felt a little excited, and the injuries on his body seemed to have eased a lot.
hope.
This is the power of hope.
From the seeds in Master Wuhen's hands, he saw hope, the hope of becoming stronger, and the hope of revenge.
At what cost?
What to pay?
He didn't care at all.
whatever.
As long as you can get revenge, it's worth it even if you die later.
That's enough.
Xu Yongan thought like this, his eyes looking at the seeds became brighter and brighter.
After half a stick of incense, Mr. Wuhen ended the ceremony, deactivated all the spiritual energy lasers in his hands, and casually threw the seeds engraved with complex ancient characters and patterns back into Xu Yongan's hands.
As soon as Xu Yongan caught the seed, he heard a dull voice next to his ear.