At this time, the demon knife also slowly faded its color, and turned into a garbage knife full of chips and some rust.

That's what this knife is.

As Xia Luo expected, this demon knife is, to put it bluntly, a monster named Qi Yuan.

This kind of monster is very low-level, and it belongs to the kind of little demon that does not enter the stream in the cultivation realm.

But because he specializes in picking mortals, he still has a reputation, after all, there are also many mortals in the cultivation realm.

This type of monster will find a target when it is young, then will come into contact with the target, and then merge into the mortal object that the target most wants.

Once a mortal thing is fused with this youkai, it becomes something with a curse.

Anyone else who is hurt by this thing is cursed and dies in an instant.

Not only that, but it also imposes a curse on the target, making it very powerful, and it will also kill people for a variety of reasons.

The people who are killed by this target will basically be absorbed by the youkai in the end, and then mature one day and become a real youkai.

This kind of monster's curse is not painful for monks, but it is absolutely deadly for mortals.

Xia Lu is also a mortal, but he is not afraid, because he has the blood type left to him by Lord Wei back then.

This thing is the egg of a demon worm, and the favorite thing of demon creatures is curses.

As long as Xia Lu has a curse on his body, and it is not a particularly strong curse, he can basically be absorbed by this blood seed.

Therefore, although Xia Luo was cursed after being slashed twice, the blood seed immediately absorbed the curse.

In other words, the curse is not only ineffective against Xia Luo, but can even provide something similar to nutrients to the blood seed, making the blood seed mature faster.

As for this youkai, it is still in its infancy and has no ability to move at all.

And after it fuses with mortal things, to put it bluntly, it is just a curse of life, and it is directly absorbed by the blood.

That is, Miyamoto is now free of the curse, but so what?

He is already a wasted man, and now he has no strength, and the only way waiting for him is to die of excessive blood loss.

But despite this, Xia Luo still walked in front of Miyamoto, ready to kill him with a knife.

Miyamoto looked at Natsu and smiled.

It seems that death is a relief for him.

"Do you have any last words?"

Xia Luo's long sword had already pressed against Miyamoto's neck, and he could be killed directly at any time.

Miyamoto, on the other hand, takes a deep breath.

"I didn't expect a martial artist to be so powerful when he was over eighty years old, in our Fusang country, there is a sword saint, his strength is very strong, and he is not even below you.

In his heyday, I would never have been his opponent, even if I had a demon sword, but when I found him, he was over seventy years old, just an old man on the verge of death.

And you're over eighty years old, I thought you'd be like that Sword Master, it seems that I was sitting in a well and watching the sky......"

After Miyamoto finished speaking, he closed his eyes and prepared for the arrival of death.

And Xia Luo also gave him a sword very decisively, allowing him to completely leave this not very good world.

When Xia Luo stepped off the competition platform, everyone was boiling.

They chanted Xia Luo and even gave him the title of Sword Immortal.

Xia Sichou even came to Xia Luo's side and praised him in every way.

In this regard, Xia Luo just smiled, looking a little careless.

In the crowd, an old man looked at Xia Luo, and his mouth was about to close in shock.

He is Li Buxiang, who often drinks with Xia Luo in the tavern.

This old guy was far away at first, and his old eyes were dizzy, thinking that Xia Luo just looked like the old Xia in his memory.

But now that the competition is over, take a closer look, isn't this Lao Xia?

And Xia Luo also found him in the crowd, smiled at him, and then left in the crowd.

When the crowd dispersed, Li Buxiang was still standing in place, still not believing his eyes.

Drinking with himself in the tavern every day, chatting and chatting, claiming to be the former subordinate of the Xia family, it turned out to be Xia Luo, the number one master in the world?

Didn't this guy tell himself before that he had never seen Xia Luo?

That's right, how could I have seen myself?

……

Three days later, Xia Luo had a piece of paper in his hand.

It is a record of events that happened in Kyoto and outside of Kyoto.

That's right, this is the newspaper, of course, he told Xia Sichou and asked the Xia family to make it.

This advanced way of eating melons immediately became popular in Kyoto, and the newspaper business became the main source of income for the Xia family.

In addition to the money from selling newspapers, you can also advertise on it, earn advertising fees and some big businessmen's connections.

Nothing major is happening in Kyoto these days, and everything seems very uneventful.

And Xia Luo remembered what Miyamoto said to him before he died.

A mortal who lived to be more than eighty years old obviously couldn't be as alive as he was.

And his fame is too great, it is unlikely that he will hide his youth, and with the fact that he is very popular, it is time to go.

He plans to spend a few years out of the field before returning to Kyoto in a new capacity to start a new life.

In order to prevent others from discovering the secrets of his immortals, he had to do this.

On this day, he came to Xia Sichou's side and told him that he was old and wanted to use the remaining time to go outside.

Xia Sichou's smile, which was still smiling, suddenly froze on his face.

But he didn't hold back too much.

After all, he is also old, not as sentimental as when he was young, and understands that there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed.

So after saying goodbye, Xia Luo left with the most important thing.

When leaving, he told Xia Sichou not to let others into his yard, and he might come back.

After bidding farewell to the Xia family, he walked in Kyoto City, looking for those old people.

This walk is to say goodbye to Xia Luo's identity, and you have to say goodbye.

But then again, in the entire Kyoto City, except for the Xia family, it seems that the only person who is worthy of his farewell is that drinking friend Li Buxiang.

After going around the tavern twice, he didn't find Li Buxiang, and then he went to Li Buxiang's residence.

He had been to Li Buxiang's residence and knew how to get there.

But before I got to the place, I saw a large group of people surrounding to watch the excitement.

This immediately touched Xia Luo's DNA, and he couldn't help but step forward to join in the fun.

In the middle of the crowd, several middle-aged men and women were arguing about something.

It's so noisy that it's so loud that it's inextricable, and all kinds of dirty and trash talk are coming out.

Xia Luo listened for a long time, and finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that this was a person's child, and then that person was unable to take care of himself because of a sudden serious illness and needed someone to take care of him.

But these children didn't want to take care of them, so they quarreled because of this incident.

Xia Lu is far away.

It's so old-fashioned, it's the same in any world.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw an old man in the corner who was placed on a rack car and had a harazi on the corner of his mouth.

That's right, this old man is Li Buxiang.

The old creature was now curled up in the cart, trembling, looking like a kitten abandoned by its owner.

Xia Luo sighed, it seemed that he had to take care of this matter.

After speaking, he walked through the crowd and walked straight to Li Buxiang.

"Li Buxiang, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you become like this?"