The surname six is not a good thing.

Since the first day he beat me up, I have basically not been idle, for seven days in a row, and I spent every day in abuse and resistance.

After a full count, I only slept less than six hours in the past seven days, and the time to eat and go to the toilet is estimated to be one or two hours......

At a cursory count, I found myself in a state of abuse and rebellion for about 160 hours.

I was a little surprised by this statistic, because I didn't expect to last this long.

Every time I wait for the flesh Gu to repair my body, I will burst out in an instant, and I will play with my life to cut the sixth master, and when I am cut to the ground by him again, I will chop off my limbs, and that feeling is simply a fucking life.

At the beginning, Beigong still felt worried, and even angry for me, but after seven days in a row, it slowly got used to it.

I guess in its eyes, I'm not normal, like a masochist, I take the trouble to let the sixth master clean up, haven't I been abused enough?

But I have to say that these seven days of ordeal have been quite rewarding for me.

Whether it was the reaction speed or the recovery speed of the flesh body Gu, they basically jumped a step.

Compared with myself seven days ago, I dare not say that it is a world of difference, but it can be regarded as a big improvement.

Especially for the control of this evil knife, I am also becoming more and more handy.

Miao Dao Qing Chunfeng, it is indeed a weapon with self-awareness, similar to the Wuzi Prayer Drum that has become a spirit, but it does not have such a great impact on me.

From a certain point of view, its ability to control people is not as good as that of the Wuzi Prayer Drum, but its lethality is about the same.

In my eyes, Miao Dao is like a living person, and it can also be said to be a partner exclusive to me.

It's like a new recruit who has just stepped into the battlefield, and everything is slowly learned from scratch, including those actions that are almost instinctive to avoid evil.

The more I fight against the sixth master, the faster the Miao Dao evolves, and I can feel that its ability is constantly increasing, not that its ability to control me has become stronger, but what has become stronger is the technique of the knife!

In the first few days of fighting, it controlled the time it used to make the knife, which accounted for about sixty percent, and the remaining forty percent was for me to control the initiative, and I followed my own ideas and continued to fight with the sixth master.

In the next few days, it had less and less time to control itself, and only on rare occasions would it come forward to resist when the sixth master slashed me and I didn't have time to react.

I can say that my relationship with it has become extremely harmonious.

If I can do it, it won't come forward, and if I can't, it will take the initiative even if it's not for itself, which makes me a little relieved.

Good boy, isn't that what it means to be taught!

All these changes occurred unconsciously, and I can't tell when Miao Dao gradually became like this.

Maybe it's a coincidence?

Or did Miao Dao see that I was cut by the sixth master every day, and he really couldn't look past it, so he cooperated with me righteously?

Anyway, no matter how I think about it, I don't think it has anything to do with whether I stopped it or not.

I'm about to let the sixth master cut into a fool, every day I am slashed with my ass, running all over the mountains, like a dog, that's not an ordinary shame.

Can it still be suppressed like that?

"Today is good, I persevered for almost an hour before I lost, and your progress is quite good!" The sixth master squatted beside me, looking at me with a thousand holes, and smiled brightly: "The physical fitness is good, huh?" I see that your repair has become faster! Is it my credit? ”

"Yes." I lay on the ground and glanced at the sixth master with slanted eyes: "You are the best, you have the greatest credit, I am convinced of you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I pouted my lips habitually, motioned for the sixth master to do a favor, and took out the cigarette from my pocket.

While I waited for my body to recover, my mind was also racing, and I was constantly figuring out the routine of fighting back for a while, but other than that, my only pastime was to smoke a cigarette and take a breath.

Miao Dao lay quietly on the side, and my severed hand still remained on the hilt.

The severed hand didn't look fresh anymore, and the skin was completely rotten, like a layer of wax, and it looked a little reflective.

A lot of foul-smelling pus came out of the wound, and the more it flowed, the worse the severed hand became decaying.

To be honest, if it weren't for the sixth master tossing with me for so many days, I wouldn't know what my physical body would be like this.

Those limbs that have left my body will decay and decay countless times faster than ordinary severed limbs, and the changes that can be seen by the naked eye can be seen in just a few seconds.

Because of this, the sixth master's evaluation of the flesh Gu in my body was much lower.

"Think about it, if your flesh didn't rot so quickly, how much money would you have to make when you went back to the outside world?" When the sixth master asked me this sentence, he said to me seriously and seriously: "You don't need to sell personal meat buns, you don't need the cost, if the meat is not enough, cut it down, your current body recovery speed is very fast, and there is a lot of room for improvement, you will ....... at that time."

Before the sixth master could finish speaking, I shook my arm first, indicating that I couldn't listen anymore.

Fuck me.

Even if I fall again, I will not degenerate enough to run and sell meat, let alone sell my own meat!

These bad ideas from your old goods are not only bad, but also a little perverted, I really don't know what you are...... But that's right, after being an executioner for so many years, it's normal to feel a little perverted in my heart.

Straight to the point.

When I was cut to the ground by the sixth master again, I had been avoiding me, and the Xiangjiang ghost who was hiding in the old house for self-cultivation suddenly walked out of the house.

It's not that I don't want to go to him these days, I have a lot of questions about Qingchun Breeze to ask him, but he avoids me and pushes me out before I enter the house.

said that he wanted to rest and not let outsiders disturb him.

Think about it, these words make me sound like an outsider?

"Not bad."

Xiangjiang ghost walked over, and without waiting for me to speak, he opened his mouth first, looked me up and down a few times, and nodded again: "The momentum is more stable than the previous few days, it seems that you have entered the door." ”

"Master Xiang, what are you doing these days?" I couldn't help but ask, lying on the ground and looking sideways at him, "I haven't seen you come out in days." ”

"Recuperate."

Xiangjiang ghost said, rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs again, and checked as if talking to himself.

"The things left in my body by the black-robed king are almost all cleaned, and I can finally come out for a walk......." Xiangjiang ghost muttered while looking at me again and asked, "How about this knife?" ”

I grinned and replied, "Awesome." ”

"Master, this knife is not an ordinary awesome, Brother Shen likes it!" The sixth master laughed.

"It doesn't matter if you like it or not." Xiangjiang ghost shook his head: "As long as it's easy to use." ”

At this time, I couldn't help the question that I had been holding in my heart, and asked Xiangjiang Ghost directly: "Do you want me to be the one who has a sand body?" Or do you want me to cut it off from the afterlife? ”

"Okay." Xiangjiang Ghost said expressionlessly, his tone was very indifferent: "If you can do the best, if you can't do it, it's fate, the number of fates is determined by heaven, and I don't want to force you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Xiangjiang ghost yawned, and this yawn was quite long, and with the sound of yawning, the tiredness in his eyes also surged up in an instant.

"This knife is my gift to the next generation, if you really plan to fight with the Sand Body Person, I can give you something else." Xiangjiang ghost rubbed his eyes and said tiredly.

That's right.

Xiangjiang ghost didn't force me, but he was obviously tempting me!

The casual meeting gift is so awesome, after promising him, what he gave me must be a hundred times better than Miao Dao?!

Even if it's not so exaggerated, it's at least a grade stronger than Miao Dao, right?

"I don't force you, and I don't want to force you, you can think about it." Xiangjiang ghost said, slowly turned around, looking at the direction he was staggering, it seemed that he wanted to go back to the house to rest.

Looking at his back, I hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "If I promise you to do my best, what can you give me?" ”

"Strength."

The Xiangjiang ghost replied without replying, and said word by word.

"What is supposed to belong to you, but you can't dig into it...... The power of the Ancients. ”

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