Chapter 93: The Lighthouse Forges
Seven sword clan teenagers reunited under the sword training tree.
The others were both happy and distressed to see Jian Yusheng.
Like Daylight, they are afraid that losing an arm will have an irreversible impact on Jian Yusheng, both physically and psychologically.
But Jian Yusheng gave them the same feeling as before, confident and determined, even if they lost their arms, they were still awe-inspiring.
Especially in the heart of the day, Jian Yusheng is like the sunlight cast from the gap in the clouds on a cloudy day.
I can't even imagine the gloom it looks like.
After the greetings, the one-armed Jian Yusheng motioned for the brothers to gather towards him.
Jian Yusheng said: "This time I thought a lot, each of us is indispensable, we are brothers connected by blood, and now we are friends of life and death, from today on, we will surpass the bloodline." β
All were interested.
"Jian Yusheng, what do you want to do?" asked Jian Chen.
"We need our own turf. Jian Yusheng said with a smile, and then pointed with his hand.
Everyone's eyes followed the direction of their fingers, and over the low houses, the lonely lighthouse by the sea suddenly became distinct.
Jian Yusheng said: "There, is our secret base, from today we will become brothers in life and death." β
The crowd cheered, and no one shouted. "Let's see who's there first!"
Seven men immediately raced, running through the village and across the beach.
Follow the ladder to climb the tower.
The lighthouse is very old, it was built by the sword clan when they first came here, and there is a musty smell inside.
The facilities were simple, with a dusty table covered in tattered raincloth, a stove for heating in the corner, and miscellaneous tools hanging on the wall.
There are no fish in the dead sea, and the ship sinks when it enters the sea, which is also the reason why the lighthouse is deserted.
During the day, the cloth on the table was ripped off, and dust was everywhere. "It seems that we don't have to practice today. β
They started cleaning, and at night they lit the lighthouse and lit the stove.
The stove was blazing, and the table was polished, reflecting the beautiful light of the fire.
Seven people gathered around the table, and a bowl was placed in front of each person, with a solemn and ceremonial expression.
Jian Yusheng stood in front of the stove, and the light of the fire illuminated the outline of the human body, and at the same time illuminated the defects.
Jian Yusheng spoke: "This time I almost died, after waking up, I know a lot, we are not only partners who train together, but also family members, brothers, and comrades-in-arms who live and die together. β
The remaining six chimed in.
The day is exciting.
Jianchen proposed: "Since we want to bow down, shouldn't we get a ranking?" β
"How do you arrange it, speak with strength?" Jian Qiu said in a muffled voice.
"I don't want strength, I don't want to be behind the day. Sword parted and immediately protested.
"Then let's rank them according to age, Jian Yusheng is the biggest, and he has no opinion on being the eldest brother, right?" After Jian Chen finished speaking, he saw that everyone agreed. "That's easy to do, the second is Jianqiu, the third is me, the fourth sword is Fenghua, the fifth sword Changqing, the sixth sword parting, the old is daylight. β
"I'm okay, as long as it's higher than daylight. The sword parted.
"You're admitting that you're not as good as daylight. Jianchen said.
"Shut up, you're talking. The sword parted in annoyance and shame.
Jianchen smiled evilly: "Sixth, you have to respect the third brother." β
Daylight didn't care about the rankings, he didn't know what the expression on his face was now, he just felt hot, everything was like a dream.
He needs these brothers, whether it's when he first came to the Sword Clan and everyone is tired of it, or when he follows Jian Yusheng's ass every day.
What he needs most is these people standing by his side, who are about to become brothers.
"This must be indispensable at this time. Jian Yusheng took out a bottle of wine, shook it from side to side, and opened it with a fragrant aroma. "After drinking the wine, we are real brothers. β
The others picked up the bowl in their hands and watched as the clear wine was poured into the bowl, rippling.
Seven people hold bowls together.
Jian Yusheng said. "Today, we transcend the bloodline, and do not seek to be born on the same day, the same month, the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year, to be born as a brother, and to die for a brother. β
"Boss!
"Second Sword Autumn!"
"Old Third Swordsman!"
"Old Four Swords!"
"Old Five Swords Changqing!"
"Old Six Swords Farewell!"
"Old Seven, Daylight!"
Jian Yusheng looked at Bai Day: "Old Seven, you will be the brother of all of us in the future, younger brother, you are not only Bai Day, but also Jian Xiaoqi!"
"I love the name!" said Daylight was excited.
Before toasting, Jian Chen interrupted again: "Wait a minute, I have a suggestion, before drinking the righteous wine, talk about the future goals one by one, and work hard for that goal, maybe it will be achieved." β
"Good. The crowd agreed.
"Then go from big to small. β
Jian Yusheng said: "I want to become the most powerful sword cultivator. β
Jianqiu said: "I want to be a good blacksmith, I like to thrash and beat, like a swordman." β
Jianchen smiled: "My goal is not big, after I go out, I want to become a gourmand and taste all the food in the world." β
After saying that, someone laughed.
Jian Fenghua said: "I want to be a traveler and see how big the world is. β
Jian Changqing said: "I want to learn all the knowledge in the world. β
Sword parted and was silent for a while: "I just want to get out of here." β
The atmosphere was a bit heavy.
Jianchen said, "What about Xiao Qi's goal?"
The day is silent.
"Say yes. Jian Yusheng urged with a smile.
A row of words appears in the system panel.
γBecome the Strongestγ
"Be the strongest. Bai Tian said, and laughed when he finished speaking. "Isn't it a little rampant?"
Others let out good-natured laughter.
"No!"
"Yes, Jian Xiaoqi, you are ambitious. β
"One of the strongest sword cultivators, one of the strongest, it seems that my goal is so bad!" the sword minister smiled.
"For the sake of your future self!!!" the sound of clanging βββ clattering bowls rang out seven or eight times.
With enthusiasm and longing, the seven of them drank like adults.
After drinking, seven people, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other and laugh.
The lighthouse became the most touching and warmest moment in the heart of the day.
"Why are you so dizzy, boss, your face is so red. Jian Chen pointed to Jian Yusheng's face and said.
"Third child, yours is like a monkey's ass. β
"Don't make any noise, your faces are so red. After saying that, Kutong fell to the ground unconscious.
Immediately after that, Kutong Kutong landed with six sounds, and the other six people couldn't bear the strength of the wine, and all passed out.
On the other side, the village of the Sword Clan, the hometown of the Sword Elder.
Jian Feng Lei turned his home upside down, and kept muttering in his mouth. "Strange, I remember to put the bottle of 'Suffocating God' here, why is it gone? Why can't I find it, no, I must find it, I can't lose it, I can't lose it. β
The seven teenagers didn't know that they were drinking a liquor with a stuffy name like a god.
It wasn't until the next day that they woke up one after another, the fire had long been extinguished, and the seven did not return all night, and after waking up, they said goodbye to each other and hurried home.
The day was left, and he preferred the lighthouse to the empty home, lying down on the spot and falling asleep again.
I slept until noon during the day, and woke up to stretch my waist.
He had a very happy dream that his father had returned.
The wonderful Soul Helping Sword flew in the sky, and finally stabbed into the heart of the Punishment Elder, and when the sword died, it turned into a frog monster.
The dream is very weird, but it is close to reality.
Legend has it that the Dream Maker weaves three kinds of dreams for humans.
One is prophetic dreams, through which some gifted people foresee the future.
The other is anti-dreaming, what happens in it is diametrically opposed to reality, and it can be regarded as a kind of prophecy, but it is difficult to distinguish.
What remains is a meaningless and chaotic dream, a refracted pressure of reality.
Daylight hoped that this was a prophetic dream, and his hatred for Jian Li never diminished.
The distance from the lighthouse to the seaside cottage is not far away, but it is not close.
The brain was in a constant state of excitement on the way to the seaside cottage during the day, and there was nothing more joyful than having six brothers overnight.
Back at the seaside hut, I stopped at the door during the day and found that the door was ajar.
He remembers locking the door when he left.
There was only one possibility, someone took advantage of his absence to break in.
Who is it?
Daylight's hand touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his first thought was that the Punishment Elder had come to take revenge, or that he had come to the Elder Spirit.
Just in time, the killing intent emerged during the day.
He walked lightly, as silently as a cat, and gently pushed the door open.
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