Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six: Sword Talisman
The next day, Ning Xiyu arrived as promised, and she was waiting for Xin Wu's answer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I want to be a sharp sword, and the Pulse Sword Sect is the first choice of swordsmen in the world.
I will never take advantage of the companions of the Pulse Sword Sect.
I will never have anything to do with the Sword Demon. β
Under the gaze of Ning Xiyu Meimu, Xin Wu knelt on the ground and swore reverently.
He held a cup of tea in his hand and respectfully handed it to Ning Xiyu.
"After drinking your tea, I will be your master. The fairy pursed her lips and smiled, and in an instant the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, mixed with white hair like snowflakes, and the beauty was indescribable.
Although Xin Wu is happy on the surface, he is as calm as water inside.
He finally knew why Ning Xiyu said that he wanted to consider her problem carefully, even though he had the intention of giving himself time to think, but more often than not, he was waiting for the results of Wan Snake and Mu Luo's investigation.
She naturally didn't want someone with a stain to enter the Pulse Sword Sect, so it was best for Xin Wu to participate in the Guang Mo incident without a purpose.
Ning Xiyu is certainly right, but this also shows that she also has a narrow side.
If it weren't for the sake of being able to keep her here, even if the Eight Lifts Sedan asked him to go to the Sword Sect, he would resolutely refuse.
"I'm not used to calling Master. Xin Wu touched his nose in embarrassment.
Ning Xiyu motioned for Xin Wu to get up, and responded with understanding: "You don't have to call me master, I can't get used to listening to it." β
Xin Wu hurriedly opened the door, let in sunlight and air, and stayed with Ning Xiyu in the sealed space, he was very uncomfortable.
"Your injuries?"
"Although I can't cultivate yet, I can already move freely, my left arm is slightly conscious, and my drug addiction is not so serious. β
Xin Wu narrated in one go, talking about his amazing recovery from his injuries, he was indeed grateful to Ning Xiyu.
Although there is no sign of recovery at present, and his left arm is still numb, at least he is out of danger.
He believed that as long as he recuperated for two or three months, he would be able to resume his cultivation.
"I want to move back in, after all, I've bothered you for so long. β
Ning Xiyu nodded gently, took off the heart-shaped necklace in front of the white ferret's forehead, and handed it to Xin Wu.
"This is a necklace carved from Bodhi, which has the effect of calming and concentrating, and you can hold it and sleep comfortably at night. β
The ferret looked at Ning Xiyu pitifully, and reluctantly looked at the necklace she had brought for a long time, and screamed a few times.
"No need. Xin Wu saw the reluctance of the ferret, and this thing had no temperament.
"Take it. Ning Xiyu's slender jade hand stayed in the air, and her words revealed a power that was difficult to refuse.
"Xiaobai is by my side, I don't need it. β
Xin Wu couldn't shirk it, so he had to take the necklace carefully.
"You are so good at cultivating, when you can cultivate, I will pass on the core martial arts of your Pulse Sword Sect. β
Core Martial Arts?!
Xin Wu's eyebrows were hot, his eyes lit up, and he asked tentatively: "What kind of martial art is it?" β
"Versatile shapes. Ning Xiyu sipped the tea, and the lotus step moved lightly, she bowed slightly to Xin and walked out of the room.
The snow-white robe fell to the ground, but it was spotless, and the road that Ning Xiyu walked did not have the slightest dirt, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
"Every time. Xin Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and the suppressed feeling disappeared completely.
No matter how important it is, Ning Xiyu always doesn't repeat it, and says it lightly.
Xin Wu can be sure that you remember going to the toilet and having a baby with your wife, and Ning Xiyu can say the same thing about these two things.
Making you feel like your wife has given birth is as trivial as remembering to go to the bathroom.
This kind of big thing like apprenticeship, she has brought it in a few words, which makes people feel like child's play.
She also doesn't test the truth of her own attitude and words, the answers to the three questions, she says it herself, and she believes it.
She even really believed that the reason why Xin Wu hated her was because she looked like the enemy who killed his parents.
She never asks for anything to prove, and she doesn't think about authenticity.
It's not so much indifference and indifference as complete trust, honesty and no suspicion.
If she is not a scheming strategist, then she must be an angel of fraternity and benevolence.
Xin Wu believed that she was the former, and everyone's first impression in his heart was the former.
He was very afraid that Ning Xiyu was the latter, because he was very distracted to get along with such a person.
The dark hunter meets the gentle angel, and it's a headache to think about.
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The sunlight peeks out through the shadowy leaves, and a large flock of larks competes in singing, and a few drops of dew linger on the tips of the grass, refracting a beautiful light.
Xin Wu stood on the junction of yellow and green, turning around like a place to recuperate and say goodbye.
He is not suitable to stay in such a place where flowers are red and willow green, and warblers are singing and dancing, Xin Wu looked at the withered and yellow and depressed scenery in front of him, and smiled: the front is the most suitable place for him, full of shadows and death.
"I hate the big soft and comfortable bed. He closed his eyes, opened his right arm, embraced the depths of winter, embraced freedom.
A mink tapir suddenly sprang out from the front, and a broken soldier dressed in coarse linen patted its head and stopped respectfully beside Xin Wu.
"You're really haunted. Xin Wu frowned, he had just moved out of Ning Xiyu's residence, and the broken soldiers immediately followed, and he didn't know how the latter learned the news.
The mink tapir stretched out its soft tongue and licked Xin Wu's whole body, and its slender tail shook affectionately like a puppy.
"It loves you. β
"How did you bring it up. Xin Wu touched the mink tapir's nose and motioned for the latter to stop licking, he didn't hate the riding beast, but the latter's saliva was all over his body, and there was a faint fishy smell, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"If I live, it will live, and where I go, it will go. β
Xin Wu was silent, and it suddenly remembered what Seiya had said, that fierce beasts only need to be tamed, and they don't need to be understood.
Compared with the latter, Broken Soldier is a person with feelings.
"Come on, it's very windy to ride. β
"I'm stillβ" Before the word "walk" was finished, the mink tapir had already rolled up Xin Wu's waist and put it on his back.
It shot out like an arrow from a bow and quickly cut through the dead woods.
"Say it. Xin Wucai didn't believe that the soldiers would have the heart to come to pick him up, and he had been waiting nearby.
"You unappreciative boy will be beaten to death sooner or later when you go out. Broken Soldier took out a wine jug from the mink's waist and handed it to Xin Wu.
"I don't drink. β
"You're sixteen or seventeen years old, you don't smoke, you don't drink, you don't get close to women, is it interesting to live?"
"Man does not live for this. β
The soldier was stunned for a moment, poured down a sip of spirits, and retorted: "If you don't know how to appreciate fine wine, forget it, and say this is so arrogant." β
"Kirgaard said that every person who likes to drink has a sad story behind them, but what about you?"
The Broken Soldier stuffed the gourd wine bottle, rehung it on the mink's waist, and scolded indignantly: "Kirgaard? Kilgaard is a fart, I only know Gorky." β
"You ......"
"Don't ask, ask again and throw you down. The broken soldiers interrupted Xinwu, and the speed of the mink tapir increased again, as if the scenery of the extremely fast shuttle could paralyze the unhappiness in the heart.
Xin Wu didn't have the slightest irritation, judging from the emotions of the broken soldiers, he was another man with a story.
The mink tapir flew for more than ten miles in one breath before stopping under a banyan tree, lying quietly beside the broken soldier like a lazy big cat.
The broken soldier who had calmed down leaned on the banyan tree, breathed a long sigh of relief, and took out a pitch-black ring from his arms and handed it to Xin Wu.
"You know whose thing it is. β
Ghost Takehime's Ring?!
Xin Wu took the ring, carefully looked at the exquisite carvings and unique copywriting on it, and determined that it was the ring of Ghost Wu Ji.
"Ghost Xuan threw it casually, and it happened to be picked up by me. β
Xin Wu carefully stored it, and then looked up at the broken soldier: "You came here not only to return the ring to me.
You can do such an easy thing at any time, in the vast desert, when I am recuperating from my injuries, there is no need to wait until my mind is clear, and choose this uninhabited and hidden place. β
The appreciation in Broken Soldier's eyes was clearly visible: "You are very sharp, and your mind is so thoughtful, I seem to understand why Seiya lost to you." β
Listening to too many words of praise will make people proud, Xin Wu went straight to the point and asked, "Is there a problem with the ring?"
Broken Soldier took a deep breath and looked serious: "Have you ever heard of the sword talisman?"
Xin Wu shook his head in denial.
"There is the breath of a sword talisman in this ring, and it seems that you also have the breath of a sword talisman in your body. β
Broken Soldier stretched out a finger and pointed to the location of Xin Wu Yuanshengshu: "If I guessed correctly, a source power branch shaped like a sword has grown in your body. β
Ever since Jian Mingmei fell silent, a branch of source power shaped like a sword had indeed grown in his body.
Since the soldiers knew it, there was no point in concealing it, and the latter was not his enemy.
"How do you know?"
"Because I also have a branch of source power in my body shaped like a sword. The gray-tin source power appeared from the broken soldier's hand, condensed into a large sword that was split into several pieces, and the fracture was filled with green energy, and the sword body was engraved with runes.
"This is the tapir sword, which is what I call a sword talisman. "The broken soldier bowed his head slightly, and the terrifying energy on the tapir sword was palpitating, as if he could tear the heavens and the earth apart with a slight chop.
He handed the tapir sword to Xin Wu, but before the latter could hold the hilt, the tapir sword immediately split into three pieces, the green energy vanished, and the runes disappeared in an instant, leaving only a broken blade like wood.
"Only those who have the sword rune source power branch in their body can use this sword, and the sword rune source power branch and the sword are one-to-one. β
Xin Wu was still confused, and couldn't help asking: "Can you not make simple things complicated, you narrate from the beginning, don't insert it halfway." β
"That makes me more learned. The soldier picked up the hilt of his sword, and the tapir sword was restored to its original state.
"You have knowledge and you know that you are a pig, and you still want to show it?" Xin Wu's eyes widened, obviously surprised by the move of the broken soldiers.
He knew that if the latter was not praised, he would still mess around.
"These days, pigs are so discerning. Broken Bing laughed proudly, blew a strand of hair hanging down from his forehead, and stared at Xin Wu: "Get to the point and listen carefully." β