Chapter 196 Fairy tales are all lies

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"What a beautiful knife. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The general praised.

Under the sun, the knife shrouded in a mist has the meaning of imminent separation, which is very beautiful, of course, just looking at the knife, this compliment is also beautiful.

The General had never seen a knife more beautiful than this one, perhaps because the knives had been stained with filth?

But when you think about it, the general may have praised not only the knife, but also the two knives.

A glimmer of heaven, and a knife click.

Whether it's a knife or two knives, it's still Yin Huai's knife after all, so this is also a praise for Yin Huai.

Only Yin Huai felt dissatisfied, and the knife in his hand hung down, but although the knife was no longer small, it was not a big knife like a horse chopping knife.

In addition, two years have passed, Yin Huai has grown a few points taller, and the knife has not touched the ground, and the tip of the knife has not been stuck to the soil, and it is still clean.

Yin Huai likes this knife, or is used to this knife, he also likes the two knives practiced every day, a line of heaven divides the sky into two pieces, one south and one north;

So he also likes the two knives that he realized from life and death.

What he was dissatisfied with was what the general admired, that is, himself.

The knife is a beautiful knife, and the knife style is also a beautiful knife style, only he is not beautiful enough.

It's not that he wasn't beautiful enough, it's just that he thinks he doesn't deserve such a beautiful knife.

Because he's just a wreck.

In front of cultivators, all ordinary people seem to be wasted.

Yin Huai practiced the sword, and often thought that if he was a cultivator, whether it was a cultivator or a ghost, as long as there was even a faint true element flowing in the meridians, he would not feel that he was a waste.

It's a pity that no, there is nothing in his meridians, hollow, like the knife in his hand opening a hole in the ground, there is nothing in it, it is black, and it is like the one that broke the small stream when his knife returned to the small stream, or nothing, empty and empty.

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation two years ago, he forcibly broke through the gray mist, or even forcibly captured a little gray mist to turn into the true element, he might not even be able to extinguish the little candlelight summoned by the little master.

On that day, on the sea of flowers, although he did not open the door to the path of cultivation, he still felt the world behind the door, and even the true yuan flowed a little faint true yuan.

It's just that it was all in the past, and now no matter how hard he tries, he can't break through the gray fog for half a minute, and he can't capture half a point.

So no matter how beautiful the knife is, it can't kill.

Even if they can kill people, they only kill ordinary people, not those cultivators, let alone gods.

The general didn't know that Yin Huai was thinking about killing the gods, but he thought that Yin Huai would always have a way to fight against that little bureau again, so Yin Huai didn't like himself so much, so he was dissatisfied with himself.

Yin Huai had never told anyone such dissatisfaction, but such dissatisfaction was extremely easy to see, and the day before parting, such dissatisfaction showed its true appearance in a mist.

It's still a kid after all.

Luckily, it's still a kid.

The general was sighing.

Then start telling the story.

It's a fairy tale.

"That's the story of a duckling, it's the ugliest duck in the pen......"

The general spoke very seriously and with emotion.

Yin Huai didn't listen very seriously, he was not a child who liked to listen to fairy tales after all.

“...... Fortunately, it survived the winter of that year, and when it finally saw the warm spring sunshine sprinkled on the surface of the lake, the lake surface was glowing, and it also reflected a good-looking bird, a beautiful white bird, the ugly duckling smiled at the shadow in the lake, and the shadow in the lake also smiled at it, it turned out to be a white swan. ”

It's just a fairy tale, fairy tales are always not like the legendary stories that the storyteller told in the restaurant, they are a little irritable, fairy tales are meant to be told to children, how can children have such good patience to listen to such a story.

So fairy tales are mostly short.

So, no matter how the general slowed down his speech, no matter how emotional he was, the fairy tale was finished.

Yin Huai was even more disapproving, not only was he not a child who liked to listen to fairy tales, but he had really heard such fairy tales too many times. In addition, he naturally disdainful.

Such fairy tales just tell those ignorant children to be strong, to work hard, and to believe that hard work will always pay off.

However, Yin Huai is not one of those children, and he will not believe the so-called truth told to him by fairy tales.

In fact, where are those efforts to change the fate of the ugly duckling, the reason why the ugly duckling can finally become a white swan is not because of how hard he worked, not because he withstood the ridicule from others, and not because it survived that cold winter.

Simply because it was originally a white swan.

It was born as a white swan.

If there is a real ugly duckling, an ugly duckling from the inside out, even if it is like the white swan in the fairy tale, after so many ups and downs, it still can't become a white swan, because it's really just an ugly duckling.

In the eyes of those ignorant children, this is a beautiful fairy tale and a beautiful hope.

But in Yin Huai's eyes, that story is not a fairy tale, just a cruel and cold story, not beautiful, not good-looking, only despairing.

Geniuses are geniuses because they are geniuses in the first place.

The reason why mediocre people are mediocre people is because they have always been mediocre people, even if they try countless times, they can't become remarkable geniuses.

The front is told by this fairy tale, and the back is thought up by adults who read fairy tales.

Yin Huai also came up with it.

Could it be that the general is telling a fairy tale to tell Yin Huai a truth that only a child would believe?

It's a pity that Yin Huai doesn't believe it at all, because he thinks that he is no longer a child, so naturally he doesn't need to believe in such a truth, he always has to think of something more realistic, for example, he is originally a duck, not those white swans who are favored by God, and naturally he will not practice.

It's just that the more he thinks about it, the more Yin Huai feels cold, and even despairs.

The despair was implemented, so that Yin Huai wanted to throw away the knife in his hand, and Yin Huai wanted to forget those delusions.

I seem to be even uglier, and my ugly self even carries my two knife strokes, along with the extremely clean knife that has been washed by the water.

Yin Huai should probably cry and say to the general: "Fairy tales are all lies. ”

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Good luck to you, this is the second watch, and there will be another watch tomorrow to pick up today, so you need to boil it up more. As for why it's broken here, yes, I just want to break it here.