"As a disciple of the Sword Sect, I dare not forget the teachings of the ancestor for a day." Listening to Wei Wuji's words, Nameless hurriedly said.

Mo said that he had now given up fame and fortune, but he was a reclusive idler, even if he was still the martial arts myth that was in full swing, he was still a disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Alright, pick up the hero sword and come with me." This heroic sword, only in the hands of the nameless, can exert his true power.

"Has the situation become so serious?" Compared with Nameless, he is still a little ignorant and dazed, but the Sword Master has a deep understanding of the inside story.

"Some time ago, I got some clues and I also looked into them. It is true that there are people who have secretly entered Middle-earth to gather some forces in the southeast, and at present, although it is not yet time to break out, it is undeniable that the crisis is indeed brewing. ”

"Speaking of which, he's your old rival. Do you still remember, ten years ago, the man who invaded the Central Plains with 5,000 people? ”

"There is no god in Dongying? He's starting to plot Shenzhou again? Nameless's mind immediately jumped into a name.

"So, this is also the will of God to make you born, it is inevitable." Wei Wuji said.

"If you don't believe me, we can ask the old man who pulls the string." For Nameless, the binocular fortune teller who pulls the string has a really different meaning.

Regret, perhaps.

If he could have listened to the advice of the divine calculation, he would have given up his fame in time and retired with his wife in a bland manner.

It would not have happened that the later punishment of the close relatives.

A moment of glory, in exchange for half a lifetime of loneliness!

It's really ······ Ay!

"Uncle Shi met him?" Listening to Wei Wuji's words, Nameless inevitably shook his heart again.

At that time, he was as famous as ever.

Later, the incident that made him regret it for the rest of his life happened, and he lived in seclusion here without a name.

Sometimes I wonder if I should go and see that god again.

But something has already happened, unless there is really something that changes the life of the dead against the sky and brings the dead back to life, otherwise even if you revisit the old place, what is the point.

"I met him a few years ago." Wei Wuji said.

"If your so-called thousand-year-old catastrophe against Shenzhou is this so-called absolute godlessness, the old man will cross the ocean now and kill him." Listening to Wei Wuji's words, the Sword Saint was murderous.

"No, if it were that simple, I would have done it a long time ago. Some things are destined to happen and have to be faced. Juggernaut was silent.

If it had been before, he would have scoffed at these so-called fate, destined to happen.

In his life, no one will believe it except the sword in his hand.

Not to mention those fates that are high up and seem rather ethereal.

However, after going through some things, especially after experiencing life and death, contemplating the world in the state of a primordial god.

Juggernaut and unconsciously, there were many changes that even he hadn't noticed.

If this is indeed the inevitable providence of God, then Nameless should obey Providence. It's just that Nameless once swore before his deceased wife that he would never be stained with blood again in this life······"

"If you don't want to be stained with blood, then let the lives be ruined, and Shenzhou will sink forever." Wei Wuji was merciless, and he didn't care about the nameless pain.

The martial arts practice is really good, but this temperament, if you don't give a little jerk, it is estimated that this life will be like this.

"Uncle Shi, don't force me." Nameless painful and tangled.

On the one hand, it is justice and righteousness, and on the other hand, it is the love and guilt of the deceased wife.

For him, such a choice is too difficult and too difficult.

"It's not me forcing you, it's reality forcing you. Speaking of which, it's also your fault. At the beginning, if you hadn't been soft-hearted and let go of the life of the godless, you wouldn't have been brewing the thousand-year-old catastrophe that is brewing now. "There is absolutely no god who can create a golden body that is not bad and a killing fist, this talent is naturally comparable to few people.

However, there is also a saying that the absolute god itself does not have such qualifications, and his so-called proud achievements are just the means of the great demon god and the great master.

"Seniors, please wait a minute, juniors have something to say." Jian Chen, who had been beside the corner, saw that the master was silent and speechless, and couldn't help but say something.

Even if he is an elder of the Sword Sect, he can't talk about his master so mercilessly.

"Since the predecessors said that since some things are destined, they should happen, and they will happen sooner or later, how can the master alone control it."

"This is the shallow view of the juniors, if there is any inappropriate offense, please also ask the seniors to atone for their sins." After saying his opinion, Jian Chen apologized to Wei Wuji.

Under Nameless's teaching, Jian Chen is undoubtedly a benevolent, friendly, and personable gentleman.

If it weren't for the sacrificial seal of the broken army later, there would be the calculation of the hero.

Jian Chen is undoubtedly still the same Jian Chen, who treats people and things with a reasonable degree.

"You're right, some things may be destined to happen. It's not that there is no god, it's someone else. Wei Wuji nodded.

"But if your master killed the god of absolute godlessness with a ruthless hand back then, then he won't be used by those two old monsters."

"Even if those two old monsters want to cultivate a person who is suitable to promote the Millennium Tribulation, it is not so easy."

"What two old monsters? Can you be so jealous? Nameless asked.

Wei Wuji's martial arts, he has already tried it, and he clearly knows the roots.

The only thing missing is the accumulation of time.

Even if Wei Wuji's current strength is now, there are not many people who can beat him.

With such strength, who else is worthy of his jealousy and secrecy?

"If you were asked to face two old monsters who had lived for at least three thousand years, what would your attitude be?" The great demon god, the big boss, all of them are smiling and laughing, the son of an old monster who has lived for at least 4,000 years, and his age is definitely not light.

"Nameless, the old man doesn't want to say anything too much to you. It's just that as a man's husband, how can he indulge in his children's private affairs forever and give up justice and carelessness. The Juggernaut also said to Nameless.

In fact, life is spent in such a process of continuous choice.

Just like he was back then, he picked up the sword and gave up his love.

"Forget it, don't force him, let him think about it slowly. I'm sure he'll make a choice in the end. "There is indeed a big problem with this nameless person.

For example, meekness, for example, some virgins.

But there is no doubt that he does have a chivalrous heart for the country and the people.

"Uncle Shi, if you don't dislike the simplicity here, please live here for a while." Although his mood is a little chaotic, it does not hinder his thoughts on the elders of the master.

"Old friend, you too." Nameless said to the Juggernaut.

"I don't have to worry about it, I came to you this time, I originally wanted to compete with you again. Now, forget it. "A nameless person who has no will to fight really can't arouse the interest of the Sword Master.

"I said you better be patient and recuperate. Otherwise, you might as well go back to your old place with me and recuperate in seclusion for a while. "Recuperating qi and blood and restoring the vitality of the Sword Saint, although the means and procedures are a little more complicated, they are not tricky.

What really embarrassed Wei Wuji was the heart of the Sword Saint.

As a straight sword, he is indomitable, and he swears not to look back, which is indeed true.

If you don't even understand the essence of sword practice, then it's better to wash and sleep as soon as possible.

However, no matter how sharp the sword is, it cannot go straight forever, and there will always be a day when the sword is put back into its sheath, or even decayed and dilapidated.

"Alright, alright, boy, I'm kind of scared of you." The Sword Master nodded helplessly, he was really a little afraid of this kid now.

I can't scold, I can't say it, and as for beating, it's even more nonsense.

Doing it with the life-saving benefactor, or is it not a person.

With a nameless greeting, the entire Zhonghua Pavilion, which was destroyed by the hands, quickly returned to its rightful place.

"By the way, if you have time, you can take me to meet Meng'er." Regardless of whether it is a real lone party or a fake lone party, they are all dead.

The current Dugu family, two juniors, is the only one like him.

"You think you're going to be the Evil Emperor, right?" Wei Wuji looked like you don't lie to me.

In the silence of the corner of the Sword Saint's mouth, Wei Wuji stayed in the Zhonghua Pavilion.

Meditate on your knees every day, absorb the pure vitality of heaven and earth in the world of wind and clouds, and polish yourself carefully.

When he was fine, he pointed out Jian Chen's martial arts, or rather, got together with Nie Feng and talked from time to time, and his life could be described as easy.

On this day, Wei Wuji was lying comfortably on the recliner, watching Jian Chen perform inexplicable swordsmanship there, and suddenly his heart moved, and he looked up at the sky.

"You sensed it too?" At a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, under Wei Wuji's supervision, the Sword Saint, who had recovered more and more lean, stood by Wei Wuji's side.

"I sensed a peerless sword, which was about to be born, and it made me feel quite uneasy." Nameless also stood beside the two of them, looking in the same direction, a little worried.

"It seems that the hard work of the three generations of the Ao family has really not been in vain, and this sword has really been born." Wei Wuji muttered to himself.

"It turned out to be many years ago, many years ago, in order to deal with the raging fire demon, the peerless sword forged by cold iron, one of the four strange stones of heaven and earth." Juggernaut is an out-and-out sword idiot, as long as it is related to swords, he basically will not miss it.

"Although the sword is cast, it is obvious that it is still a defect." Wei Wuji said.

There is no greed, hatred, and three bloods, plus the opening of the hottest things. A peerless sword is nothing but scrap iron with a unique material.

"What is lacking is Kenshin." Juggernaut affirmed.

"Master, the two seniors, the apprentice has already found out. The peerless sword that has been cast for many years in Baijian Villa has finally taken shape, and the world's masters are invited to participate in the sword festival. "Although Zhonghua Pavilion is nested in Fengxi Village, the news on the rivers and lakes is also extremely developed.

"I'll just take a trip." Wei Wuji stood up.

"Are you interested in this sword? I see that this sword in your hand is on top of the sword in the Sword Worship Villa. "At the realm of the Sword Master, the external object has long been insignificant.

As his cultivation progressed, he was pure, and the sword qi he emitted was more powerful than any sharp divine weapon in the world.

"What makes my heart flutter is not only the sword, but also the people, many gifted kendo geniuses." The words are still in my ears, but Wei Wuji is no longer visible.

"Chen'er, follow your uncle." Nameless waved his hand, and Jian Chen immediately used his strength to eat milk and chased out.

"Hey! According to what Uncle Shi said, from now on, the rivers and lakes will fall into multiple rights and wrongs. Nameless sighed leisurely.

"I think you are unfounded, you have a sword in your hand, a sword in your heart, even if there is turmoil, what does it matter!" The Juggernaut laughed arrogantly.

"It seems that your cultivation has gone further, I don't want to catch up with you anymore." Nameless smiled rather chic with sincere wishes.

"Nameless, I sincerely hope that you are still the nameless one you were back then." After persuading him once, the Juggernaut said no more.

Nameless, always nameless, and not a three-year-old child.

"Unstoppable? Ay! There was another sigh, and the nameless figure vanished.

"Such a strong sword, with this sword, maybe, I can defeat the Sword Master." Xiongba sat high-end, his eyes flashing with intention.

Most of his thoughts now are still on any defeat of the Sword Master, defeat the Peerless City, and dominate the entire world.

With a thought, Xiongba began to act.

"You sit in Wushuang City, I'll go out and see this peerless sword." In the Wushuang City, Broken Waves suddenly sensed his mind for a while, inexplicably involved.

"Bullshit's peerless sword, can it compare to the peerless sword of my Peerless City?" Dugu Ming said a little angrily.

"No matter how good the sword of Wushuang City is, it is also the sword of Wushuang City, not the way of my broken waves." In this life, there is Wei Wuji's intervention.

There have been many changes in Broken Waves, at least there is a real backbone and bottom line.

"What's more, I believe that the city lord will definitely not miss such a thing."

"If you see the city lord, you have to persuade him to come back." Dugu said.

"I know that as the city lord of Wushuang City, it is indeed not a matter of not being in the city for such a long time." Broken Wave nodded in agreement.

With Wei Wuji's temperament, even if he returns to Wushuang City, he will not interfere in many affairs of Wushuang City.

What needs to be done to break the waves will not be less at all.

But with such a city lord in charge, the overall confidence of Wushuang City is undoubtedly extremely fulfilling.

"If I can, I want to ask the city lord to go to Lingyun Cave and retrieve the heirloom of my broken family, which is the sword that my broken waves should have." After explaining the matter to Dugu Ming, Broken Lang embarked on the road to Baijian Villa.

"Hahaha! Such a sword should be Lao Tzu, and only such a sword can be worthy of Lao Tzu's flying sword. In the midst of the rampant-sounding laughter, a man in a red coat and a red hat with a thick beard on his lips stepped on a sword and hurried forward.

"Humph! Pretend to be a ghost! Wei Wuji snorted.