"However, the side effects of this forbidden ruin are also very obvious." Yuan Gang continued.

"Side effects?"

Lin Qiye's brows furrowed slightly, it was the first time he had heard of the side effects of the forbidden ruins.

"[Liuli Pure Heart] has allowed him to have the purest heart, and he will never speculate on other people's thoughts with malice, so he is easy to trust others.

And such a pure heart, in modern society, is not a good thing.

That is to say, people are good and are deceived by others.

Because he was too kind and simple, he was deceived, used, and bullied again and again when he was a child...... He basically experienced pranks, scams, borrowing money, slander, rumors, all the school bullying you can think of, and then he was forced to drop out of school before he finished junior high school.

His parents gambled and owed a lot of debts outside, and then simply left Xiao Zhouping and secretly ran away to the north, and those debt collectors came to the door, fortunately his third uncle found him in time, rescued him from the debt collectors, and brought him back to his own local restaurant.

Later, the homeless little Zhou Ping stayed with his third uncle, his third uncle was very good to him, took care of him and raised him carefully, and then he began to help the store, which was regarded as repaying the kindness of the third uncle, and earning a little pocket money by the way......"

Yuan Gang's words fell, and Lin Qiye and the others fell silent.

"How can these people be so bad?!" Garan slammed his fist into the table, nearly toppling it over.

"If you are an ordinary person, after going through so many things, your temperament has changed drastically, maybe you will start to take revenge on society, you may sink into darkness, you may become extremely selfish, and you will go down the evil path......

But Zhou Ping won't.

He was very aggrieved, very uncomfortable, he couldn't understand why all this happened, but the way he fought against the world was just to close the broken heart, no longer communicate with people, and devote himself to the beautiful and simple story.

He didn't despair of this society, he didn't feel that the world was unfair, he just learned to protect himself. ”

"It turns out that the social fear of the predecessor of the Sword Saint came from like this......"

Cao Yuan let out a long sigh.

"When the realm of spiritual power reaches a certain height, if you want to make progress, you need a breakthrough in your state of mind, and these mental traumas experienced in the early years have become the biggest obstacle to the progress of the Sword Master." Yuan Gang spoke slowly,

But Commander Ye always believed that he was the most likely person in the world to break that ceiling.

As long as he can jump over the hurdle in his heart and let the [Liuli Pure Heart] release without reservation,

His clear and pure heart and sword will become the hope of the entire Great Xia. ”

Baili Chubby nodded thoughtfully.

"There's one more thing I'm curious about." He asked, "Since the Sword Saint seniors have already closed themselves back then, how did Commander Ye let him go out of the mountain and become a Great Xia Sword Saint?" ”

When Yuan Gang heard this question, he smiled slightly,

"As I said, his world is very simple, very pure......"

……

Fog.

Fragments of the city.

In the dim and warm underground garage, Zhou Ping, who was stained with blood in black clothes, carried a frozen passer-by on his back and slowly walked to the side of the stove.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He coughed violently a few times, his brow furrowed slightly, and he bent down and gently placed the passer-by behind him beside the fire.

He stretched out his slightly trembling right hand and probed it under the nose of a passer-by for a moment,

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sword Saint senior, this is the last batch." Lu Yu carried the passer-by who was also unconscious, put it next to the stove, turned his head to Zhou Ping and said.

"Have you searched all the streets?"

"I'm done."

"Hmm." Zhou Ping nodded.

He walked to the corner of the garage, his steps a little vague, leaned his back against a pillar, and sat down slowly......

His right hand was still trembling slightly.

His eyes reflected the light of the fire dancing in the dimly lit parking lot, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but after a long time, his eyes closed slightly.

I don't know how long it took, but a slight voice came from a distance.

Zhou Ping frowned, and tried to open his eyes, blood sticking to his eyes, looking extremely haggard.

I saw that in another corner of the parking lot, Chen Han, who was pale, walked in front of Zhou Ping with three seven or eight-year-old children.

Zhou Ping looked at the three children, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"My mental power is limited, and I can't heal everyone for the time being...... I saved the child first. Chen Han said weakly, "These three children seem to be very talented, and they have actually gotten rid of Gangfeng's influence and woken up."

Lu Yu, you and the Sword Saint seniors take care of these three children. ”

"Yes!"

Lu Yu walked quickly to the three children, and after Chen Han rested for a while, he walked towards the other side of the garage.

The three children, two boys and one girl, were wearing thick clothes to protect themselves from the cold and keep warm, perhaps they had been frozen outside for a long time, their cheeks were red, and their lips were a little purple, but their eyes were still bright as stars.

"What's your name?" Lu Yu asked.

"My name is Li Ruodie." The girl spoke softly.

"My name is Wang Jiaqi."

"Chen Nan."

The three children looked at the unconscious passers-by next to them, and there seemed to be some fear in their eyes.

"Big brother, are you also a night watchman?" Although Li Ruodie is a girl, her courage does not seem to be small, her jewel-like eyes looked at Lu Yu curiously, and asked.

"You know the Night's Watch?" Lu Yu asked in surprise.

"That brother told us just now." Wang Jiaqi replied, "He said that the night watchman is the superman who protects us. ”

Lu Yu smiled, "Then I am indeed a night watchman." ”

"What about you, brother?"

Li Ruodie looked at Zhou Ping, who was huddled in the corner.

Zhou Ping paused and said hoarsely, "I'm not a night watchman. ”

"He's not a night watchman, but he's a superman better than a night watchman." Lu Yu patiently explained to a few children, "He is the Sword Saint of our Great Xia. ”

"Juggernaut?"

Several children opened their mouths wide.

Chen Nan stared at Zhou Ping for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Then brother, will you be invisible, and you will also use the sword blade storm?" ”

"Stupid Li Nan, isn't the sword master in the game!" Li Ruodie corrected.

"Oh......"

"Great Xia's Sword Master, it sounds very powerful!!" Wang Jiaqi looked at Zhou Ping's eyes full of admiration, "Brother Sword Saint, how did you become a Sword Saint?" Can I become a Juggernaut in the future? ”

Zhou Ping froze in place.

His eyes were fixed on the three children, but his thoughts had gone back many years.

……

It was an ordinary afternoon.

Zhou Ping rolled up his sleeves and was sitting on the steps of the third uncle's local restaurant, washing vegetables seriously.

A man in a dark red cloak sat beside him.

Zhou Ping focused on washing vegetables and didn't notice his presence at all.

The man stared at him for a long time and smiled,

"Your name is Zhou Ping?"

Zhou Ping raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wrist, and nodded.

"My name is Ye Fan." The man said.

"Oh."

Zhou Ping glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to wash the vegetables.

"......" Ye Fan paused, "Do you want to be a human ceiling?" ”

"What is a human ceiling?"

"That is, when the sky falls, the person who can carry this piece of heaven on his back." Ye Fan pointed to the sky above his head.

"I don't understand."

"It's to protect the country, to protect these people...... The strongest of humanity. Ye Fan's easy-to-understand explanation.

Zhou Ping thought for a moment, "Similar to a hero? ”

"Yes, similar to a hero."

Zhou Ping thought for a while, "Being a hero sounds good, but I don't like the name 'human ceiling', it's not domineering enough." ”

"And what do you want to call it?"

Zhou Ping lowered his head, shook the water in his hand, and glanced at the wooden sword on the steps.

"Juggernaut." He said, "If you let me be the Sword Saint of Great Xia, I will promise you." ”