Text Chapter 80: Against the Heavens
Ling Tiansu's eyes flickered slightly, ignoring his compliment, and said that he had also photographed tofu, but he was a spirit body, would he also cultivate penance?
It seems that the past of Tracing is very colorful.
Su Yi didn't notice a small detail that caused him to slip his mouth, but continued to maintain the appearance of a teacher, and said exaggeratedly: "So don't be discouraged, you kid, you must know that everything needs to be accumulated over time." β
When he was doing penance, he was asleep, and when he was done and ready to call it a day, he would come out and point fingers.
Ling Tiansu smiled slightly and nodded yes.
............
"You've failed......"
A disembodied black mist surged, and from it came a hoarse voice that was indistinguishable from the male and female, as if it had been worn by gravel, and it was extremely uncomfortable to the ears.
Mu Wei stood not far from the black mist, his eyes lowered, and he didn't say a word.
"I've helped you so much, and you're still failing!"
The black mist rolled even more violently, and the voice was deep, as if there was endless anger hidden in it.
Mu Wei slowly raised his eyes, without the slightest emotion of joy and anger on his face, and finally spoke: "Yes, I failed......"
"You know how disappointed His Holiness is in you. The great cause of the reunification of the North and the South was originally imminent. β
"I still underestimate the old immortal in the south, who is so resolute, and would rather sacrifice the whole clan than save that kid. β
"Although that kid is one of the Venerable One's names and will die, it doesn't matter if he escapes, but now you can't even attack the desperate Tianhuang Mountain. β
"That old guy has done too hard, and our clan has suffered heavy losses, and we can't afford to spend it any longer. β
"That's why you quit?!"
The black mist burst into anger, surging and rolling, and came to Mu Wei in an instant, as if he wanted to swallow him up, but he could only come to him, and stopped his next move, behind him, a thick iron chain extended from the black mist, and at the end of the chain was connected to a golden ancient sword, the ancient sword was deeply inserted into the pitch-black stone wall, and the black mist broke the chain straight, but it could not break free.
"I've been trapped here for five hundred years! Five hundred years! How much effort have I spent on you, and now you have simply failed, do you want to send me away easily?"
Mu Wei looked at it expressionlessly, and when he got closer, he could barely see that there was a pair of eyes hidden in the black mist, a pair of scarlet eyes like blood, and beast-like jagged teeth could be vaguely seen under the eyes.
It's ugly.
Mu Wei thought so.
"You have been waiting for so many years, why do you care about such a moment, the old guy of the fox slave has sealed the entire Tianhuang Mountain, and the soldiers of our clan have withdrawn from Tianhuang, and it is not easy to re-enter and set foot in it. β
Without waiting for the black fog to break out again, Mu Wei then said faintly: "But I heard that Nanhu kid is fateful, he actually escaped from Xiao'er and the second brother, he will return to Tianhuang Mountain sooner or later, and by then, you will be able to get what you want." β
The black mist whispered twice, like a beast, and his scarlet eyes blinked, and said: "That kid survived is a hidden danger, is it possible that you still want to wait for him to grow up and return to Tianhuang to find you for revenge?"
Mu Wei sighed, as if he was disdainful, and said: "That kid is blind, and his body is decently destroyed by the Netherworld Tribulation Fire, like a wasted person, so there is nothing to fear." β
"Take 10,000 steps back, even if he grows up, he is the only one, how can he resist my Northern Clan army. β
The black mist fell silent, and said quietly: "I hope you don't let me fail again this time." β
Mu Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, like a cunning old fox.
"No, after all, we're on the same page. β
Tianhuang is in turmoil, and the Ye Wangfu in Kyoto of the Great Jin Dynasty is also not peaceful.
"Tianhuang Mountain hasn't heard from you for a month. Ye Wang's eyebrows were deep, and the wrinkles on his face were horizontal and horizontal, like a deep knife carving.
Shen Rou felt a chill in her heart, and said worriedly: "What happened to Tiansu?"
King Ye's eyes widened, and his sharp gaze was like a sword blade, "Elder Fox Nu wrote a letter a month ago, saying that Tiansu was about to get married, and when he visited the church and became a parent, he asked Tiansu to bring his daughter-in-law back to the door, but now the letter we sent is like a stone sinking into the sea, fourteen years, but there has never been." β
The more Shen Rou listened, the more she was speechless, and the Jinpa in her hand was about to be rubbed for her. "That's good. β
"Shadows. King Ye called lightly into the air.
"In. An ethereal voice suddenly sounded without warning, Shen Rou was stunned, even though this kind of thing had happened many times, she couldn't help but look around, looking for the mysterious figure.
"You should go and bring Tiansu back. β
"Yes. The shadow was as precious as gold, and when it heard the faint sound of an arrow passing by, it was completely silent.
Shen Rou knew that this was the sound of the shadow leaving, the shadow was very good, leaving no traces everywhere, there was no wind when it went, and there was no shadow when it came.
King Ye's slightly rickety body straightened slightly, and his old body instantly became majestic, and he said murderously: "Who dares to touch my grandson, the old man slaughters his whole clan!"
Shen Rou's eyes were moist, how many years have passed, Ye Gong lost his son in old age, and his original spirit was gone, leaving only a lonely old man, and now, the state of King Ye has come again. The wind is rising, and it's time for the water of the Great Jin Dynasty to surge in a different direction.
Ling Tiansu squatted by the stream, carefully wiping the stains on the winter, the tofu residue stuck to the knife surface, condensed into frost, and it took a lot of effort to wipe it off. Looking at the intact tofu that fell in the broken tofu on the bluestone not far away, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, after several days of hard training, he has gradually found the trick, and successfully smashed the tofu below. The upper layer is intact.
He tried to summon the silent Su Yi again, but when he succeeded in fulfilling Su Yi's request, he couldn't call it out, and he didn't know what he was sulking. So what should he practice next?
How did he know what kind of sulking Su Yi was, Su Yi felt that he really had no face to see people, what kind of monster was this, he couldn't find the trick after practicing hard for months, you kid is good, you don't need him to teach, in just a few days, he has no teacher. Shame on you!
But it's not a way to go on like this, so I coughed twice, and I couldn't say anything about the praise, so I had to say it without being salty...... The kid is okay, but it's not that simple, you have to be mentally prepared. β
The corners of Ling Tiansu's mouth twitched, he couldn't help but laugh, listening to this tone, he roughly understood Su Yi's heart, and he could even imagine Su Yi's tiger face.
"Poof...... Ahem, you say. "It's not good, I almost broke it, well, I can't be proud, in case he plays a petty character and doesn't teach him, it's not fun.
Su Yi said with some shame: "Add another piece of tofu, a total of three pieces, you must do what I say to break whichever piece, the other two pieces must remain intact." β
Ling Tiansu pursed his lips and responded, "Okay." β
"Break the middle piece, and keep the upper and lower pieces intact. β
Lifting the knife again, the three pieces of tofu were superimposed on top of each other, and the demand for the accuracy of Yuan Li was even more difficult, Ling Tiansu took a deep breath, sank the knife in his hand, and just wanted to shoot it with the knife surface, but an indescribable feeling flashed in his heart, it seems, it shouldn't be like this.
Bitter Winter paused suddenly, the blade buzzing and trembling.
Su Yi seemed to be displeased with his stopped movements, and said, "What are you still rubbing?"
Ling Tiansu slowly put away the knife, tilted his head, the corners of his mouth hooked, and said: "I was wrong, I was wrong all along, the knife is used to chop." β
The knife surface turned over, the blade went straight down, Ling Tiansu rose quickly, but the speed of the knife was extremely slow, so slow that you could clearly see the gas circulating on the cold blade, the gas formed an arc around the blade, the blade and the tender white tofu touched the moment, countless thin silk threads of knife intent passed through the first layer of tofu, there are countless gaps in the tofu, Ling Tiansu accurately controlled each knife intent through, the first layer of tofu passed through intact, countless knife intent in the second layer of tofu wantonly, stirred to a sparse sparse, and stopped in time, the third layer of tofu did not even have a trace of fallingγ
Yuan Li is extremely precise.
It was as if I heard the sound of Su Yi's jaw dropping.
Ling Tiansu put the knife back into its sheath and said lightly: "It's just tofu, it doesn't seem to be that difficult." β
Suyi fell into deep frustration.
"Stack ten more pieces, destroy two and eight, and destroy four or eight of them. Su Yi's voice was a little hoarse.
Ling Tiansu stretched lazily and said, "I'm tired today, go back and sleep well, and come back tomorrow." β
Tracing back to the end of the breath.
Ling Tiansu did not think of being complacent and lazy, but deliberately maintained this peaceful attitude, not arrogant, not impatient, not in a hurry. Tomorrow is better.
The next day, Ling Tiansu failed for the first time, and after a slight adjustment, he easily achieved the requirements of retrospectively destroying two guarantees and destroying four eight.
Su Yi fell into silence for a long time, and after a long time, he said: "Well, it's not bad, after all, you've been in contact with this knife for some days, and it's a matter of course to use it to take advantage of it, don't be proud, these days are just a small test, you barely qualified, and then it's the point, you have to be careful." β
Be careful with your liver, what kind of talent is this, it's against the sky, hey.
Ling Tiansu let out a faint "oh", Su Yi was very dissatisfied with this indifferent attitude, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you throw the cold winter into the bell." β
Ling Tiansu was inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"
Su Yi said impatiently: "If you lose it, you will lose it, do you want to practice the knife happily?"
Ling Tiansu had no choice but to throw the cold winter to him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, should this guy give him a knife to scrap it, right?
Su Yi tinkered with the nine-fold phantom bell for a while, and then said, "Okay, the knife is for you." β
Ling Tiansu's right arm was raised, and the hilt of the knife slowly emerged from the space in front of the Ninefold Phantom Bell, standing in front of him in the air. Looking at the cold winter that was no different from before, Ling Tiansu curiously held him again.
A heavy force came from the knife, at this moment he seemed to be holding not a knife, but a mountain, Ling Tiansu only felt a tightness in his chest, as if he couldn't lift it in one breath, his body was slanted, holding the handle of the knife drooped sharply, and the cold winter broke through the surface soil like inserting tofu, and went deep into the granite ground, and did not enter the handle.