"What!"

Yi Yong was shocked and couldn't believe it, this is the strongest sword intent?

"But don't be too happy! Sword intent is divided into ten percent according to the degree of comprehension, and what you comprehend now can only be regarded as the lowest level of one percent, and your comprehension of one percent does not mean that you can comprehend two percent, this time you can comprehend only because you have entered the world of swords, and you have also seen that the world of swords has collapsed, which means that you will not have such a good opportunity in the future. And because your cultivation has not yet arrived, you can't even exert this sword intent. Yi Feng looked at Yi Yong's happy and crazy appearance and said again: "In general, you are an ordinary person now!

"Is that so?" Yi Yong not only did not lose after hearing Yi Feng's words, but became more and more imposing, revealing the edge of the peerless divine sword in his eyes, and laughed: "What if I don't become a god now? At least I have the dream of becoming a god! What about ordinary people, at least I have a heart to become stronger! As long as I keep getting stronger, no matter how slow it is, one day, I will succeed!"

Yi Yong looked at Yi Feng as if he knew everything, and couldn't help but ask, "Daddy, since you know so much, are you also a sword cultivator?"

Yi Feng sighed and recalled, "Since you are determined to cultivate the sword, I will hide it from you. In fact, your mother and I are both sword cultivators, but we offended an enemy in the rivers and lakes, and we were forced to come here incognito and live a secluded life. It is precisely because of this that I did not let you step into the path of cultivation before, and I just wanted you to live a mediocre and peaceful life. ”

"Dad, since you are a sword cultivator, what realm are you? What about the enemy?"

"You don't need to ask too much about these, you will naturally know when the time comes, in short, it is not something we can afford to provoke now. ”

"I dare to hunt down and kill my father, one day I will avenge my father!" Yi Yong secretly hated in his heart.

"You want to cultivate the sword, I have no objection. Then his voice changed and he said: "But do you know how difficult it is to cultivate a sword? Do you think that sword cultivation can only rely on talent? The road of sword cultivation is not enough to rely on blood and dreams, and the blood will gradually cool down in this long road of cultivation, because sword cultivation is to endure the loneliness, loneliness and boredom that ordinary people cannot bear! Dreams will also be shattered by the cruelty of reality, because the hardships you need to go through on the path of cultivation may be unbearable! You may have to give up what you don't want to give up! This requires real perseverance, determination, and wisdom, can you do it? Do you still have confidence? Will you persevere?"

"Once you step into the path of sword cultivation, you will be like a sword, you can only go forward, and there is no end. Yi Feng said as he suddenly conjured a sword in his hand and plunged it directly in front of Yi Yong.

Yi Feng's words can be described as heart-wrenching, each of which shocked Yi Yong's heart, and Yi Yong couldn't help but be silent.

Can I endure the loneliness of sword cultivation?

Can I stand the tedium of sword cultivation?

Can I give up everything for the sake of sword repair?

Sword cultivation is not a day or two, nor a year or two, can I persevere?

A series of questions made Yi Yong, an eight-year-old child, a little difficult to answer, and stood like a lightning strike.

Yi Yong needs to think, he needs to give himself answers, and he needs to give himself confidence and goals.

Suddenly, Yi Yong smiled.

"Why do I practice swords? It's because I like swords! You didn't let me practice swords since I was a child, but I still like them! You don't let me practice swords, but I practice with branches as swords. It's just because I like it!" Yi Yong smiled more and more loudly, as if he had poured out his heart.

"Because I like swords, I can make the road of sword cultivation no longer boring and boring, because the sword is my partner, and the road of sword cultivation is no longer lonely and lonely, because the sword is everything to me, so I can give up everything for sword cultivation. ”

"Originally, I didn't know that I liked swords so much, but the first time I saw them, I was sure that I was born for swords!"

Yi Yong did not hesitate, and directly stepped forward and grabbed the sword that was inserted into the soil.

The sword was directly held in Yi Yong's hand, and the sword seemed to feel Yi Yong's majestic fighting spirit, and made a sharp sword groan.

"This sword is called the Yilong Sword, and it is my early sword. I have now placed a triple seal on him, and when your kendo cultivation reaches a certain level, it can be unlocked, and it will follow you in the future, so treat it well. ”

Yi Feng looked at this sword, as if he remembered the years when he was young and roamed the rivers and lakes with this sword, and his expression was a little nostalgic.

"I will!"

"Yilong, you will follow me in the future, don't worry, I will definitely not bury you. Yi Yong touched the Yilong Sword, feeling the cordiality from the Yilong Sword, and his face was full of joy.

"I'll ask you to practice swords from tomorrow, and today is the last day, so prepare yourself. ”

Yi Feng seemed to remember something, and pulled Wang Yiping away with a sentence.

Yi Yong thought about it, the days of penance were about to begin, and he did have some things to deal with.

The beginning of cultivation symbolizes the end of his carefree childhood, and from then on he is no longer a little child, but a monk!

......

"Big fat, Xiao Lei, I'm going to start practicing swords in the future, so I can't play with you often. Yi Yong patted the shoulders of the two children in front of him, who were also seven or eight years old, and his voice was a little low.

"Do you want to practice swords, do you want to go out and learn swords?" asked the skinny boy named Xiao Lei.

"No, my dad is a very good sword cultivator, so I followed my dad to practice swords. Yi Yong said proudly.

"Your father, we've never seen your father practice swords, can't it be that your father didn't let you come out to play and deliberately made it up to deceive you, right?"

"No, my dad is a real kendo master!" Yi Yong's tone was undeniable.

"Okay, come and play with us when you're not practicing swords in the future, you're still our boss!" the two children looked at each other and said in unison.

"Okay, you have always treated me as the boss for you, and I will cover you for the rest of your life. ”

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw something very bright in each other's eyes, and then they all showed sincerity.

Originally, Yi Yong planned to let these two people practice swords with him, but Mo Lei doesn't like to fight and kill, likes to read, and is calculating, Yi Yong's idea of running out to play without knowing his parents is all Mo Lei came up with, and even how to make excuses and how not to be beaten are all well designed, and there is a lot of talent for dog-headed military teachers.

As for the big fat Li Yuan, he is a slacker at all, he usually eats and plays, and sleeps after playing. Moreover, Li Yuan thought that it was too troublesome to cultivate the sword, and it was too dangerous to be slashed at every turn when fighting with others!

Li Yuan's idea made Yi Yong completely embarrassed, and he could only ask Cangtian speechlessly: Is there anything lazier?