The long sword pointed at an angle, as if it was about to slash. Although there was no real slash, the murderous intention full of violent aura permeated the entire Stardust Shuttle, but it also made people feel endless sadness and endless desolation.
Endless hatred.
Ling Chuxi thought of Huangfu Qingjue's words again. She didn't know how much suffering and torture Wei Wuming had to go through before he would have the desolation of vicissitudes of life that was completely inconsistent with his age and realize such a sword intention.
The long sword slowly slashed out, one sword after another, the sword force was chaotic, but the killing intent was stronger than the other.
There were tears flashing in Wei Wuming's eyes. Feeling his heart through his eyes, Ling Chuxiyi felt as if her heart was like dead dust.
Even the heartless Yifeng showed a hint of sadness and sympathy on his face, and he also felt a sense of empathy.
"Do you want me to do it again?" Wei Wuming asked after a long time.
"No need, I can't learn this sword." Ling Chuxi shook her head and said.
She suddenly understood that Wei Wuming's martial arts heart was different from Meng Zheng's. Although they were both indifferent to life and death, Meng Zheng's was open-minded and heroic, while Wei Wuming's was due to extreme sadness and pain. Perhaps.
, death is another kind of relief for him.
Ling Chuxi saw the sadness and hatred in Wei Wuming's eyes when he slashed out with his sword. It was probably because of this hatred that he was able to survive with that sadness until now and pursue his own path to becoming a strong man.
It's not that Ling Chuxi can't learn such a swordsmanship, but even if she learns it, she won't be able to exert her true power without such a state of mind. And she doesn't want to have such a state of mind.
Wei Wuming didn't say anything and slowly put away his sword.
"Can I ask where you learned this sword technique?" Ling Chuxi asked.
Judging from Ling Chuxi's own experience, it is simply impossible to fully rely on oneself to comprehend the power of Heaven's Way, and then comprehend the Heaven's Way sword skills. At least one needs an opportunity. For Ling Chuxi, Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers Map
This is her opportunity.
Judging from Wei Wuji's age, this is even more impossible. There must be a reason for his swordsmanship. Perhaps it is just because he is not good at learning that it is so messy, and the power of heaven in the sword cannot be exerted.
To the fullest.
"Can I not say anything?" Wei Wuming was silent for a moment and said.
"That's your freedom." Ling Chuxi nodded.
Wei Wuming had sworn to be her follower, and if she insisted on asking, he would have to tell her. But Ling Chuxi had already vaguely guessed that the origin of this swordsmanship must be related to Wei Wuming's past. Since he
If he doesn't want to say it, Ling Chuxi doesn't want to bring up his sad past.
"Thank you." Wei Wuming nodded to Ling Chuxi and went back to the room.
It was rare that Yifeng didn't mutter behind his back like before. He looked at the background of Wei Wuming's departure with some sympathy in his eyes.
"This guy's life experience seems to be not simple." After Wei Wuming closed the door, Yifeng raised his chin and said thoughtfully.
"Okay, stop pretending to be serious, go and practice as quickly as possible, and try to reach the divine level before we arrive at Yuexu Valley, so as not to hold us back." Long Ruotingyuan kicked him over.
"It seems like I don't need to practice anymore. I think I can advance to the divine level now." Yifeng said.
"Have you thoroughly understood that set of exercises?" Ling Chuxi asked.