Chapter 18: The Body of the Innate Sword Spirit

Although Ziyu was held by him, she didn't struggle, looking at her appearance, Wudao couldn't help frowning, she should know her own situation, otherwise she wouldn't be so calm, so since she knew, why did she have to work so hard?

"Do you know what your situation is?" let go of her hand, and Wudao turned to stare into her eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ziyu smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know, isn't it the body of the innate sword spirit?" ”

"Then why are you still working so hard, don't you know that as your swordsmanship improves, the higher your comprehension of the sword, your body will become a sword step by step, and your feelings will be slowly worn out?" Wu Dao couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I know all this. Ziyu still looked calm, and said with a smile: "Since the first time I practiced swords, I knew that I was an innate sword spirit body, but what can I do? Can I change all this? Whether it is for my parents or for myself, I can only continue to become stronger, otherwise I will be abandoned one day." ”

Listening to Ziyu's bland words, as if there were no meaningful feelings, he couldn't help but be silent, the innate sword spirit body, also known as the joke made by God and sentient beings, people with this kind of physique, from the moment they began to practice swordsmanship, they can show an incomparably exaggerated swordsmanship talent, as long as they tell them the cultivation method, they can learn all the swordsmanship in the shortest possible time, but this is also the beginning of the tragedy, people with this kind of physique, from the beginning can only practice swordsmanship, not only that, with the improvement of his swordsmanship cultivation, the understanding of swordsmanship is more and more profound, and his feelings will be slowly worn out, like a cold-blooded and ruthless sword, if it is just so, it may not be that no one is unacceptable, but more importantly, when the cultivation reaches a certain level, the person who has the body of the innate sword spirit will turn into a sword, a sword in the true sense, just like another natal divine weapon possessed by Wudao.

This kind of sword transformed by the body of the innate sword spirit has unpredictable power, because it can't help but infuse the cultivation of the person who transforms the sword, and its comprehension of swordsmanship, so once this kind of sword is born, it is also regarded as the best natal divine weapon by many sword cultivators.

Therefore, a person with this kind of physique, his life can really be said to be a joke, and he has the best swordsmanship talent in the world, but in the end, he has to become a sword used by others, what a sad fact.

"I know you're uncomfortable, just cry. ”

"It's okay, I'm used to it. Ziyu still looked calm.

At this time, Wudao remembered that after he was injured by Jian Tianchen, she was the one who took care of herself, and she also made a meal for herself, although it was white rice porridge, but it tasted good.

Smashing his mouth, he directly hugged Ziyu in his arms.

All of a sudden, Ziyu panicked: "What are you doing, let go of me, I'm going to do it." ”

"Cry to me. ”

"What?" Ziyu was stunned for a moment.

"I said you cry for me, if you don't cry, I will hold you all the time today, and I will never let go, even if you kill me, I will not let go. ”

Ziyu's movements stopped, Wudao patted her shoulder and said, "Cry out, cry out better, there is nothing in this world that can't be solved, believe me, I will definitely help you." ”

Gradually, Wudao felt that the purple jade in his arms fell down, as if he was sobbing quietly, gradually, the sobbing became louder and louder, and finally turned into a big cry, he continued to pat Ziyu on the shoulder, maybe it was the best choice to let her cry a good time, three thousand years ago, he was powerless, and in the end he could only watch him turn into a sword, being snatched by everyone, and finally angrily attacked, slashed the group with a sword, and turned him into one of his natal divine soldiers, and this time, three thousand years later, he met someone with this physique again, and this person is also his friend like him, then this time, he will not let the tragedy repeat again, he must change all this!

Really, why are you so soft-hearted, is it because you can't walk when you see a beautiful girl? En, it's possible, you must be a womanizer.

After laughing at himself, Wudao also found that he had changed a lot, his previous self was not so weak, maybe it was because he was imprisoned in the Eight Desolations Demon Refining Array for the past three thousand years, and he figured out a lot of things, he only has one life, and he should be kind to his friends around him, otherwise when they are gone, it will be too late to regret it.

After crying for a while, Ziyu stopped sobbing and whispered: "You are not allowed to talk about today's events, otherwise I will hunt you down if you flee to the ends of the earth." ”

"Understand, senior sister don't worry, I'm a decent gentleman, and I will never take the opportunity to threaten my senior sister to give me benefits, of course, if senior sister really wants to give me pills or yuan stones or something, I'm not welcome. ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers.

Ziyu immediately burst into tears and laughed, and slapped him in the chest: "As soon as you finished speaking, you asked me for benefits, and said that you are a righteous gentleman, you really talk nonsense with your eyes open." ”

However, she still touched something out of her arms, which seemed to be a sword carved from jade, about three inches long, handed it to Wudao and said: "Take it, this is my token, you can use this thing to blackmail me into giving you benefits in the future." ”

"Then you're welcome. He took it straight and put it in his arms.

He could see that Ziyu was still very sad in her heart, so she needed to be given an excuse to rely on herself, and this so-called threat was the best way.

"Alright, let's go find the Loys. Ziyu's face was still a little red, and she turned around and left.

Hurriedly took her hand and said, "Do you know where they went? ”

Seeing Wudao holding his hand again, Ziyu struggled for a while, but she didn't break free, he didn't care, and directly pulled her to the location of Dao I's clone, and now that the mastermind behind the scenes has not appeared, you can make preparations.

"Senior sister, you remember, you must not practice swordsmanship in the future, as for the matter of cultivation, I can find a way. Wudao turned his head and admonished.

"But ......"

"I know that Senior Sister must have her own difficulties, such as the situation at home, or various other things, but I hope Senior Sister you have to remember one thing, everyone has only one life, so everyone is unique, outsiders may be able to decide the path you take, but there is no way to decide your own choice, only when you really understand what you want, you will understand your heart, and now, with me by your side, so you can boldly say your choice, I will help you solve all your difficulties, believe me, everything will change." 。 ”

Ziyu fell silent, but the hand that held Wudao gradually tightened.

It seems that after this trip to Zhao is over, she will have to go to Ziyu's hometown first, I am afraid that her distress is her parents, and she must help her relieve her worries, otherwise she will not believe that she can help her solve this innate sword spirit body.

At this time, Wudao suddenly felt a feeling of nausea and nausea welling up in his heart, and he directly knelt on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Ziyu panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"I'm fine, hurry to Jian Tianchen's side. ”

"Oh, then I'll hold you up. Looking at Wudao's expression, she was a little worried.

"No, I'll just breathe. ”

Wudao breathed cross-legged, opened his eyes and said, "Let's go." ”

Then the two of them directly sped up and rushed to Xia Luoyi and Jian Tianchen's side.

Where Ziyu didn't see it, Wudao's left hand was clenched tightly into a fist, and he clenched it very hard, and even stabbed blood out of his left palm.

"I really didn't expect that, three thousand years later, I met you in my first life, and it was such a coincidence, hehe. ”

A sickly smile couldn't help but appear on Wudao's face.