Chapter two hundred and eighty second sickness has sword
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A carriage walks on the earth, simple and ordinary.
In the southwestern rivers and lakes, there are many martial arts sects, and many warriors compete with each other. Their combat power is already comparable to that of the Western Era. Those swordsmen who have practiced to the extreme can cut down mountains and cut off rivers with one sword.
In the end, the cute girl gritted her teeth and paid her price. She was so curious!
Xu Zhi hid in the mirror, looking at this guy with great interest, and suddenly felt very comfortable. He had just tricked someone, and now his body ached so much.
"As a first-level mortal, as an ordinary person, assassinate the masters of the entire world, break through the immortal sect with a sword, there is only one person in the world."
An indifferent voice sounded from the carriage, it was Bai Xiaosheng who answered the question.
As always, he turned his head slightly and looked out the window indifferently, "Eighty years ago, there was a sword-making family, the Liu family, with superb sword-making skills, but their cultivation was not high, and they did not have the unique skill of fighting. They made a living by making swords.
The head of the family of that generation was only at the Divine Treasure Realm, but his sword-making skills were exquisite, and he forged peerless swords and various magical weapons for heroes in the world.
He was very famous, but he gave birth to a daughter who could not inherit the family business. Liu Wenjian was still frail and sickly, with blocked meridians and unable to practice, so he picked up the forging hammer.
But her character is a stubborn person. Watching her father leave with disappointed eyes every time, she hates that she is not a man and cannot inherit the family business. Even her daughter is weak and sick and cannot practice. When it comes to forging weapons, she refuses to give in.
Destiny, constantly studying in the study, learned the family sword-making thoroughly, became addicted to it, and even reached an unprecedented level of sword-making.
At the age of twenty-three that year, she had an astonishing talent for forging. She gave guidance to the craftsmen of the Liu family. Even though they could not forge by themselves, she was able to sweep through and make the Liu family rise.
She overcame her male body, thinking that she had finally come through and survived a life of hardship.
But there are evil people in the world,
Several major sects obtained a piece of meteoric iron that was transformed from the bones of Heaven, and came to control the entire Liu family villa. They cast a magic weapon for him, and then when the magic weapon was completed, they killed the blacksmith who cast the magic weapon. The only thing left in the Liu family was
The old, weak, women and children were spared by Liu Wenjian hiding among them."
The cute girl and the little fox lowered their heads and looked at the old, frail and broken-armed woman lying in the carriage. They just listened quietly without saying a word.
"Then Liu Wenjian turned into a madman."
Bai Xiaosheng's face was still cold and without any emotion, and he slowly said: "She hates herself for being useless and not being a man. She hates herself for studying hard but not being able to swing a hammer.
She hated herself even more for being powerless, with blocked meridians, unable to practice, and unable to take revenge. She howled and cried so hysterically that she actually put her arm into the furnace alive.
She was crazy. She used her hatred, despair and misery, mixed with blood and tears, to wield a small hammer. In the raging fire, she endured severe pain, hammered her arm, and threw in various kinds of sacred gold and copper to break through the silt.
Blocking the meridians.”
Forge your own flesh and blood into weapons?
The cute girl held her breath, her eyes were horrified, she could not imagine the pain, and she was well aware of the madness and misery she had fallen into. She tried to struggle out of her destiny time and time again, but was beaten to pieces by the rough life!
"Her forging skills are almost divine. After opening up her meridians, she actually cut off her own arm and continued forging. Thousands of times of forging, the practitioner's Dantian was condensed in her arm. Each strike was magical, and it landed
She entered an unimaginable position and hammered out Daoyun... She forged her arm into a divine sword. She could not practice it, but she controlled her own sword practice. She continued to forge the sword like a madman, injecting her passion."
Bai Xiaosheng lowered his head and looked at the old woman with a vicissitudes of life, "She turned her body into a sword, used her body to control the sword, and called the sword the Sickness Sword. After her serious illness,
She is a mortal with a mortal body. She can get sick and catch colds. She wields a peerless magic weapon to bless her body and sneaks in the shadows. With her exquisite sword skills, she can see through the opponent's meridians and kill the flaw from a distance.
And he escaped and massacred the enemy sect back then to avenge himself."
Mengmei's voice gradually became solemn. After hearing this, she understood something and suddenly said, "She can't practice after all. A mortal holding a magic weapon will get old, sick and die. Her body is extremely weak. Once she is hit, she will die instantly. She
Without any defense, only extreme attacks, killing with one blow, she is already the strongest assassin."
The little fox Hu Haihan answered: "If she were a mortal, then everything would make sense! Different monks become stronger and stronger as the years go by. Her most active time was when she was thirty or forty years old, and then she became more and more powerful.
Her body is aging, as pitiful as a mortal, with a short lifespan, like a withered flower, gradually becoming powerless, and even can only use a cane. Therefore, she wants to break through the immortal world at the age of forty at the most glorious moment.
Door, leaving an eternity for your life."
"It's a pity that she failed." Mengmei said, looking at the old woman with a broken arm, sighing, "Her sword was broken, and the dream of Jianghu was completely ended, and she truly became a real mortal, old and decrepit...
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Duan Qianyu got to know her, but after her failure, she could not find her friend. He knew that she was a stubborn and proud person who refused to give in to fate. She disappeared into the vast sea of people and would not accept her own help. Instead, she disappeared from the crowd.
The corner of the house where you live and die of old age,
Therefore, this land god chose to open the fairy gate and worship this short-lived legend of the world.
His life is like a weapon, polished from the rough embryo, constantly burned in suffering, hammered step by step, breaking through himself, encountering new hardships, forged thousands of times, the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes out.
It’s been a bitter cold, but she still didn’t win after all.”
"This is God's injustice! I have to find time to go back and give God a beating before talking to God."
The cute girl looked down at the old woman, "Now, she comes to us."
It's hard to imagine that this is really a mortal who forged a sword with terrible perseverance. She was plagued by bad luck all her life, but she struggled all the way. It's simply unbelievable that she could reach this day with a mortal body.
She was cured of her illness in the hope that her serious illness would be over, but she could not escape this twilight years after all.
Xu Zhi was also sighing.
He didn't know the existence of this person before, and almost missed it. This was the mechanical nature and shortcomings of the intelligent assistant brain. In her judgment and big data screening, he was just a mortal with a low level.
Her intelligence is not high, she does not have earth-shattering talents, her qualifications are only average, and her talents are not even as good as those of the saints just now.
Either one is talented, intelligent or strong. This is the real strong person. Perseverance and persistence will allow people to create incredible paths.
"Teacher, what should we do?" asked the little fox Hu Haihan, who admired such a legend very much.
"Of course it's in accordance with the previous rules." Mengmei replied, looking at the unconscious old woman, then at Bai Xiaosheng, with a weird smile.
