Chapter 175: Eighty Thousand Swords

"I don't understand. Afterwards, Mu Xiaozhi asked.

At that time, the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Generals had receded like a tide, and they still didn't dare to enter this door after all, Maya probably thought that behind the door was a small world, where there was a black dragon with teeth and claws swallowing dragon breath.

Dragons do, but they are too young to pose any threat. The little dragon lay on the table and was dying, if it weren't for the purple and brown eyes that were still shiny, it really looked like the corpse of a young dragon that had died young.

"When people are too smart, they are prone to stupidity. Kuang Ji smoothed the wrinkles on his eyebrows, thought for a while and said, "Maya always feels that I will have a back hand, so I have not made a killing move, in fact, I can't stop the offensive of the Seven Heavenly Generals, if it falls, I will really die." But Maya didn't believe it, he thought that someone like me would not die so easily. ”

This is a slightly narcissistic sentence, but no one can deny it, including Mu Xiaozhi, who also thinks so, thinking about the conversation that Shicai heard through the door, she said sincerely, "I never thought that you were such a big person. ”

"I'm just an old man in his twilight years, terminally ill. Kuang Ji shook his head, "I'm sure you've seen it, in addition to teaching you, the most natural thing I do is ...... Wait for death. ”

Mu Xiaozhi listened to the key words, "Are you sick?"

"Yes. Kuang Ji sighed, "I won't live long." The dying man always looks at death with indifference, and when Maya saw that I had no fear, he was first afraid. ”

Mu Xiaozhi was silent, and Kuang Ji had been explaining to her that the purpose was only to teach her more Dong in a limited time

West only. In this way, Mu Xiaozhi is even more sad. All those who treat themselves with sincerity and kindness deserve to be cherished, because nothing is taken for granted, never has been.

"In my life, there are not too many regrets, the only regret is that I have practiced the sword all my life, but in the end I don't even have an apprentice to inherit the mantle. Kuang Ji looked at Mu Xiaozhi and said with a leisurely gaze, "You don't have to reluctantly agree to learn swords from me because you pity me, a dying man, you are right, with your temperament, you are not suitable for sword practice." ”

"Don't you really think about it, my brother...... It's really great, he will definitely be a good apprentice!" Mu Xiaozhi didn't know how many times she begged Kuang Ji, let alone accepting apprentices, she didn't even want to meet, she was still puzzled, and now, she finally understood something.

"He is too much like the prince of Runjun, you should be able to understand, it is not too pleasant to be robbed of the sword after all, I am not in a good mood, you naturally can't expect me to teach him anything. Kuang Ji's tone was very firm, but his eyes couldn't help but move towards the little black dragon.

At this time, Mu Xiaozhi completely understood, because he was happy, and his white and tender little face was a bright mess, "You said that the little black dragon would not survive, but you can see how majestic its talented dragon song is." You said that my brother can't get out of that [Aoba Domain], I don't believe it, why don't you make a bet, if he arrives here, how about you take him as an apprentice?"

Kuang Ji's chapped lips pursed, containing a faint smile, and he said, "Why not?"

Speaking like this, the depression in his heart came out, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, he said this just to make his heart feel better, and also to give himself an expectation. But, deep down, he still didn't think that man would come.

The little dragon raised his head slightly, and the dragon's eyes glanced at the people around him, and he actually had a bit of a proud charm, don't look at its thin and dry like a lizard, that is the heart of a noble dragon clan, it is really a lot. Before the little dragon was exhausted, a dragon roar shattered the shell and forced the heavenly soldiers and generals to retreat.

On the way down the mountain, Maya was in a bad mood and used seven heavenly generals, thinking that the victory was in hand, and he ended up in an embarrassing situation, and he really didn't know how to explain to the holy queen. He never thought that the madman would raise a head dragon, he calculated that if Kuang Ji added a black dragon, his side would have to lose at least five heavenly generals, which was definitely not the result that the Holy Queen wanted to see. Therefore, he chose to withdraw his troops, intending to take into account the overall situation. Fortunately, there were no losses, not a single soldier was killed or wounded, and from this point of view, I was probably able to get some forgiveness.

Then the army stopped, because someone was climbing the mountain, and it was in the direction of their march.

Maya's eyes and nose were squeezed together, and he was already deflated, and when he met such an eyeless person, he naturally couldn't let it go easily. He stepped heavily on the golden chariot and ordered the soldiers to stop, but he wanted to see who dared to stop the way of the national guards.

It was a familiar face, because he was in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to wipe the rain and sweat between his eyebrows, and even a few bunches of weeds were sandwiched between the ends of his hair, and the image was really funny. This is the impression of most people, a peasant boy who has never seen the world, unintentionally blocked the way of the heavenly soldiers, and was stunned in place in a panic. A small number of people who have seen Prince Runjun will feel that this person looks so similar to the prince? In Maya's eyes, this person is full of energy, and his whole body is full of indescribable vitality, especially the pair of eyes, which are so bright that people panic.

A year is enough for a person to make some changes.

Ten years is enough to completely change a person.

Twenty years is enough to become another person.

And what about four hundred and thirty years?

A moment of excitement, a head of the head, a pause, a moment.

Zhan Tao has passed four hundred and thirty years like this, and in that lonely little world, except for a wisp of soul, he has no companion alone. Human beings are truly super-adaptable creatures, who dare to accept the worst of the situation and admonish themselves to endure hardships in order to get ahead.

Before entering the small world, the Pope gave Zhan Tao a wisp of divine thought and a memory, where there were 738,251 forms, and Zhan Tao spent 189 years studying all of them, and 110 years of review, and finally, spent the rest of the time to consolidate. Then, he had mastered 80,000 swords. Now, he probably remembered more than 300,000 swords. Yes, less than half, but it's a rarity.

"We've seen it. Maya looked at Zhan Tao and said very seriously.

"Yes, we do. Zhan Tao nodded and replied with the same seriousness.

Maya shook her head, "But we don't seem to have seen each other." ”

"It's probably because there's been a lot of things going on these days, and there's a lot going on, and people always make some adjustments. Zhan Tao explained sincerely.

"You've changed. Maya commented.

"Your mother probably didn't teach you not to make judgments about people you don't know, especially in person. Zhan Tao's eyes were very bright, and his tone was very firm, "What's more, I won't change, even if the world will change, I won't change." ”

Yes, twenty years is enough to completely change a person, but if you don't choose to change, what about four hundred and thirty years?

"It's a pity that when she gave birth to me, she died in childbirth. Maya grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth, "She regrets giving birth to such a freak as me. But it seems that your mother did not teach you not to speak freely of the misfortunes of others. ”

"Each other, each other. Zhan Tao smiled, stretched out his hand to break a green bamboo at will, and then chose a sword from the 80,000 swords more casually, and swung it at Maya.