The importance of the sword to the spiritual practitioner is self-evident, although the problem with the spiritual sword will not reduce the spiritual practitioner's own cultivation, but if something goes wrong, the spiritual practitioner will have to re-cultivate the sword, but the juvenile stage is the most golden stage to improve the fit with the sword, and it is basically impossible to think about the sword to "enter" after losing this most important 7 years, so the suicide of the spiritual practitioner due to the destruction of the weapon he raised often occurs.

Shen Fei's saber must have gone wrong, for ordinary spiritual cultivators, this is a disaster that collapses the sky, but a kind of Sakura Academy classmates do not have the slightest sympathy for Shen Fei, after all, everyone has seen that it was Shen Fei who shamelessly attacked Du Mingyu first, and everything was Shen Fei's own doing, so the sarcastic voice did not decrease at all, but increased.

"This little beast deserves it, bah!"

"That's it, this kind of person is really pitiful, at the beginning, I dreamed that I could catch up with Tang Wanting, but this time I couldn't challenge Du Shao, what the hell~"

"The swords are gone, get out of the cherry blossoms! Still throwing people here. ”

Shen Fei didn't seem to hear the discussion of the people around him at all, just lying motionless, his eyes looking straight at the ceiling. The audience of the martial arts hall gradually dispersed, and Shen Fei's master Xuankong entered the martial arts hall at this time.

Xuankong saw Shen Fei lying on the ground but ignored him, but hurriedly picked up Shen Fei's sword. After carefully observing, he looked at Shen Fei sympathetically, Shen Fei realized that there was something wrong with his sword, and he hurriedly took the sword from Xuankong's hand and injected some spiritual power, and suddenly a crisp cracking sound sounded, and Shen Fei's sword broke with it.

Xuankong looked at Shen Fei nervously, he was really afraid that Shen Fei would not be able to withstand such a blow and do something stupid. But Shen Fei was just stunned, he was not interested in martial arts, but because he was an orphan and was born with a spiritual root in his body, practicing martial arts was his only way out.

Xuankong saw that Shen Fei didn't seem to care, he was really angry and ruthless, and said angrily: "It's really mud that can't support the wall, even if I'm Tang Wanting, I can't look down on you." ”

After that, Xuankong threw his sleeves and left, Shen Fei looked at the master's back and suddenly slapped himself hard, and said in his heart: "Shen Fei, Shen Fei!" You are an idiot, such a simple truth, the master can see you, you actually understand now, what is the use of you being good to her? Can she live up to the glory that a true strong man brings her? ”

Thinking of this, Shen Fei laughed madly, laughing pitifully and laughing terriblely, it was useless to say anything now, the saber was broken, what was the use of him now that he understood.

Shen Fei thought of this and suddenly yelled at the ceiling: "What's the use, what's the use..."

Just when Shen Fei's mood was about to get out of control, the mobile phone suddenly rang, Shen Fei wanted to throw the phone away, but when he saw that the caller number was "Old Chen", Shen Fei's mood immediately stabilized, and then he answered the phone very lonely.

What is Lao Chentou's name, what he does, and where he lives, Shen Fei doesn't know, but when Shen Fei was eating in a tavern outside the school, he happened to meet Lao Chentou who didn't bring any money for dinner, and Shen Fei generously helped Lao Chentou pay the money, and Lao Chentou actually relied on Shen Fei since then, and actually said that Shen Fei was his grandson.

Shen Fei saw that he was old, and he didn't suffer when he was a grandson, but he didn't care too much about the old man's mental problems, but since that day, Shen Fei often met Lao Chen Tou in various taverns outside the school, and Lao Chen Tou shouted one grandson after another, Shen Fei had no choice, so he had to be called by him, and he had to pay for him, and gradually the two became drinking friends, and Shen Fei found that no matter how annoying he was, as long as he drank with Lao Chen, Lao Chentou could give him some seemingly marginal guidance, and his worries could be alleviated a lot. So at this time, only drinking with Lao Chen can make him feel better.

When Shen Feidao was in the tavern, Lao Chen Tou had already ordered a lot of appetizers and was pouring himself a drink, and when he saw Shen Fei coming, Lao Chen Tou hurriedly greeted Shen Fei and said, "Grandson, grandson, this, this..."

While speaking, Lao Chen didn't forget to stuff the chicken leg into his mouth, and the food was really fragrant.

When Shen Fei saw Lao Chen's appearance, the depression in his heart was suddenly relieved a lot, and after sitting down, he ignored Lao Chentou and drank three glasses alone.

Old Chen asked with some surprise: "Oops! It's not a small matter today. What's wrong with my good grandson, chatting with grandpa. ”

Shen Fei didn't have the heart to speak, and continued to pour himself a drink.

When Lao Chen Tou saw Shen Fei's appearance, he didn't dissuade him, and after laughing, he also poured himself a drink, until the two of them were dizzy from drinking, and Lao Chen Tou pulled Shen Fei up and said, "Let's go!" Send Grandpa Home! ”

Shen Fei finally entered a state of half-drunk and half-awake at this time, and he had almost forgotten about the previous things, but his psychology was not happy for some reason, and he heard Lao Chen Tou say that he wanted to go home, if it was usual, Shen Fei would definitely not send him, but today, he subconsciously didn't want to go back to school, so he followed Lao Chen's head with the strength of wine: "Okay!" Grandpa, today the grandson sent you. ”

After such a long time, Shen Fei finally took the initiative to call Old Chen Tou "Grandpa".

Old Chen Tou was still drunk and hazy a second ago, and when he heard this grandfather, he instantly came to his senses, looked at the confused Shen Fei and said to himself: "Good grandson, it seems that the opportunity has really come." ”

The two helped each other to the place where Lao Chen Tou temporarily lived, a very simple small grass house, after Lao Chen Tou helped Shen Fei to the bed, he found a shovel and began to dig the floor of his house, quickly dug out a sword box, and then skillfully took out a pure black saber from the sword box and handed it to Shen Fei.

Shen Fei's state at this time couldn't see clearly what Old Chen Tou handed him, so he took the saber and supported his body so that he wouldn't lie down.

Old Chen's rogue expression disappeared, and he looked at Shen Fei seriously and said, "Grandson, promise grandpa, the sword is in the people, and the sword is ruined." ”

Although Shen Fei was dazed, he heard these words clearly, and replied without thinking under the influence of alcohol: "No problem." ”

As he spoke, Shen Fei smiled like a fool.

Seeing Shen Fei's appearance, Old Chen Tou chuckled and left.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Shen Fei woke up, and when he saw the thatched hut he was in, Shen Fei was a little dizzy, and he couldn't remember what place this was, and he saw the sword in his arms, which was all black, and had no shape, it looked ugly, and it didn't look like a good sword, but Shen Fei subconsciously remembered a sentence: "The sword is in the people, and the sword destroys the people." ”

Shen Fei then remembered that he had drunk wine with Lao Chen Tou last night, and when he got out of the thatched house, Shen Fei realized that this was Lao Chen's home, and this saber should have been given to him by Lao Chen, and he looked at the phone and found that Lao Chen Tou had sent him a text message early in the morning, with only one sentence: "The sword has been given to you, I should also go, remember to miss me when you drink in the future." ”