Chapter 8 It is strength that determines everything
Sighing softly, the old man walked up to Ruo Xiaotian with his back hunched over, and asked proudly, "Do you want to be my apprentice?"
After hearing this, Ruo Xiaotian was stunned, and his eyes slowly looked at the old man. Fang Cai is still reluctant to accept me, now that he is so kind, what is the benefit of asking first. From the conversation between the child and the old man just now, he heard that he was not a waste, and suddenly Ruoxiaotian had the qualifications to call the board.
Seeing this, the old man thought that the child's actions just now had frightened the former, and then, he sat next to Ruo Xiaotian cordially, gently touched the former's ear with his hand, and muttered, "Good, good, don't be scared, don't be scared"
Fox looked at the old man suspiciously, Ruo Xiaotian made a strange expression, put down the old man's hand, and said lightly, "Is there an apprentice like you?"
The old man smiled awkwardly, touched his head, and asked softly, "So, you agreed?"
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The old man looked at Ruo Xiaotian, how could he not know that little thought, he was silent for a moment, and hesitated slightly, "That's it, I don't have anything to give you here, but I can guarantee that within two years, you can become a precept," After speaking, the old man raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ruo Xiaotian without squinting.
For the current Ruo Xiaotian, becoming a ring within two years is nonsense at all, ordinary children start practicing qi at the age of six, and when they reach the age of fifteen, they barely possess the qi of the eighth-level ring, so as to obtain the qualification to enter the sect. If they really become a precept in two years, then what is the amount of time they have spent cultivating in the past few years?
After thinking about it, I realized that it was impossible more and more, and I shook my little head and didn't speak.
The old man sighed lightly, looking at the cute little guy in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, this little guy didn't get carried away because of what he just said, he had his own thoughts, and he wasn't impulsive when he encountered things. In the past few years, I have heard the ridicule and abuse of others, but I can still treat it gently, and I am patient and its calmness is terrifying, and I know how to forbear. The city is still extremely deep. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but nodded.
Without waiting for Ruo Xiaotian to answer, the old man walked to the craftsman's furnace, took out the small axe on his head, grabbed the fine iron with his free hand, threw it into the air, and shouted, "Ruo Xiaotian, I don't care what happens to you in the future, but now, you have nowhere to go, you can only stay by my side." I'm going to build you a weapon of your own now to use as a raffle in two years' time. After two years, if you become a precept, you can give it away or sell it cheaply. ”
When the words reached the corner, the old man moved like a cloud, muttering strange words at the corners of his mouth, and the next moment, he waved his fist and played a different set of punches than last time
The child's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a sweet smile, and said, "Grandpa, you're playing treasure again." Running back and forth mischievously as he spoke. Only occasionally a few snot snot floated from the air and fell to the ground.
When the old man waved his fist, Ruo Xiaotian's eyes looked at the old man, because the last picture was still fresh in his memory, compared with this time, Ruo Xiaotian found that this time was completely different from the last time.
The last time the punch was so wide open and closed, but this time it has a bit of gentleness and firmness. Ruo Xiaotian's brows were furrowed, and his heart was shocked, he was definitely not an ordinary person who could play a set of boxing techniques with such an artistic conception. Suddenly, in my mind, I remembered what the old man said: 'Within two years, you can become a precepter.' The silver moon of the night gradually swept into the sky, and the old man still waved his fists and danced, without the slightest intention of stopping.
And the child, at this time, no longer laughed, looked at the old man with a solemn face, and said lightly, "It seems that this time the old man has made up his mind." ”
Ruo Xiaotian didn't move, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, the old man's set of boxing techniques only had a few simple movements, but he went from the side to the night. Such persistence and perseverance are undoubtedly telling Ruo Xiaotian that stupidity is not terrible, stupidity is not terrible, and what he is most afraid of is that he does not have firm faith and courage. What is the way to have poor qualifications, repeat the same thing every day, one day, your cultivation will have unexpected harvests, the so-called as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pillar is sharpened into a needle is this truth.
What is strange is that a set of punches can see so much, but it is true, at this moment, Ruo Xiaotian finally believed that the old man's previous words were not a joke, but he was giving himself the simplest truth to live in this world.
Two years later, if he wins, even if he is happy, do you think that Bi Shao will let himself go? Impossible. What if you lose? Your life must have been gone at that moment, so who will protect your most beloved sister?
Does heartache work? No, does crying work? No, does anger work? and even more not. Heartache is just telling the opponent that he is weak, and crying is undoubtedly saying that he is afraid, so the anger is even more ridiculous. The only thing that is useful is your own strength, and at that moment you stand above others to see who dares to humiliate your loved ones.
It seems that strength is really important, although it is very short, but in a limited time to do unlimited things, what is needed? That is their own strength, so that the mainland can know blatantly, so that they can protect their own family and relatives.
His thoughts slowly returned to reality from his mind, looking at the old man who was standing in front of him at some point, Ruo Xiaotian knelt on his knees, and cried out, "Master, thank you." ”
When he was most helpless, it was his sister who stood up and came to his own world to accompany him, and when he was the weakest, it was the master who stood up and used a set of boxing techniques to completely wake himself up.
At this moment, the two most important people in Ruo Xiaotian's life appeared.
Nodding with satisfaction, the old man helped Ruo Xiaotian up, and said with a dark smile, "Come, Xiaotian, let you see the prizes in two years." Then, the old man had an extra crimson iron sword in his hand, and the tip of the iron sword reached the hilt, with several strange lines, broken, continued, or aggregated, or scattered aside. On both sides of the line segment, there is a slight reddish tinge, and there is a hint of blue in the weak light. The hilt of the sword is all red, and on the whole, the perfect structure and unique shape made Ruo Xiaotian stunned for a moment.
Ruo Xiaotian looked at this sword in a daze and asked, "Master, what is the name of this sword?"
"Oh, I haven't named him yet, I'll wait two years. After speaking, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and then he hesitated, "Two years later, I will give it to you, you are telling me the name of this sword, if it doesn't work out after two years, you know the consequences." ”
Nodding heavily, Ruo Xiaotian's big eyes were full of longing for the future.
"Alright, wake up. I'm going to start training you tomorrow, and I'll tell you who I am after a year. The old man's face was playful, and if he wanted to make this kid work harder, he had to give him something mysterious, such as himself
Ruo Xiaotian smiled slightly, and said gently, "Master, I know." ”
The old man nodded with satisfaction, and said a little impatiently, "Quickly kowtow to the teacher." ”
Shui Ling's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he asked in surprise, "What kowtow?"
"It's the head of the apprentice," the old man's slightly flushed face finally couldn't help it, and said it.
Ruo Xiaotian rolled his eyes and said curtly, "Didn't I worship you?"
Hearing this, the old man suddenly remembered the three heads this morning. Dare to worship at that time. After speaking, he patted Ruo Xiaotian's head angrily.
Looking at his apprentice, the old man smiled even more, smacked his lips and said, "Little God, the master believes that you can survive it." Work hard and don't let down my expectations of you. ”
Ruo Xiaotian frowned and glanced at the old man strangely, and his body couldn't help but tremble.