When he was still in the proud building, the drum immortal said to Chu Nanping, who was less than ten years old at the time: "Forget about it, every thought you have is a damage to you, give up everything, and you can get everything." ”

No Proud Lou disciple can really do this, Chu Nanping is no exception, but he has been working hard, he was indifferent when his brother died, Xu Xiaoyi's friendship was dispensable, and the trust of the Dragon King was even more insignificant.

Only Tie Linglong brought a different experience, but he controlled it very well and rarely showed it until he cultivated the Sumeru Mustard Divine Skill.

The change was little by little, and unconsciously, Chu Nanping's enthusiasm that had been suppressed for many years burst out, and he said what was in his heart to Tie Linglong, feeling unprecedented joy.

But there was a small blank in his heart, as if the innate wart had been cut off, both happy and a little bit of loss, the blank became bigger and bigger, and one day, Chu Nanping found that he couldn't make the double sword anymore.

It turned out that the blank space was originally the territory occupied by the ruthless swordsmanship.

Chu Nanping thought that he didn't practice swords hard enough at first, but soon realized that his own state of mind was wrong, and one person used two swords, and he had to use a ruthless swordsmanship that required the cooperation of two people.

Long before the Dragon King asked him to make a choice, Chu Nanping was already thinking about this problem.

This was the first time he had seriously thought about it, and it was completely contrary to Peng Xianren's teachings.

On the same night, the Dragon King led 5,000 men and horses out to find the truth, and Chu Nanping was also asking for another truth, and he went to ask Sun Shenyi for help.

Doctor Sun had already slept, opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the young man who trespassed into the tent, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, you don't look like you're seriously ill, you can't die." ”

"It's not a disease, I have a question I don't understand. ”

Doctor Sun forced himself to sit up, shook his head, frowned and said, "I will see a doctor and treat the disease, you should go to the ...... if you have something on your mind" After going through his mind, he really couldn't think of anyone in the barracks who could solve the young man's doubts, "Okay, you ask, I don't necessarily know the answer." ”

"Sumeru mustard magic skills, can it really change a person's heart and surname?"

"Oh, it turns out that you also practiced that three-in-one, let me see. Doctor Sun breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Chu Nanping's wrist, and checked his pulse for a moment, "Hey, you are different from the Dragon King and Shangguan Fei." ”

Divine Doctor Sun let go of his hand, got out of bed, put on his clothes, and lit the oil lamp, "Your situation is much better than the two of them, and the Wudao Divine Skill will naturally transition to Sumeru Mustard, and there will be no conflict at all." ”

"But I feel that my state of mind has changed, and I can't do it at the same time, and I can't use the dual swords anymore. ”

"People only have one heart, so why do they have to use it for two purposes? Just concentrate on it. Don't worry, when your Sumeru mustard is done, what kind of dual swords will you use? ”

"I like to use a sword. ”

"Alas. Doctor Sun fell on the table and yawned loudly, "It's okay to practice swords, Buddhism pays attention to meditation like Buddhism, any monk can teach you, I really can't." ”

"So the influence of Sumeru's mustard magic is only temporary, and it won't change your heart and surname?"

Doctor Sun just wanted to sleep comfortably, hoping to end the conversation as soon as possible, so he said impatiently: "The surname of the heart is your own, and nothing can be changed." I will heal the disease, naturally it is the heart surname of the divine doctor, when I will not cure the disease, it is just an ordinary bald old man, you say that the heart surname has not changed? Everyone is like this, when you are poor, when you are rich, you have a heart surname, when you are weak, when you are strong, you say that they have not changed? Teenager, don't think about these useless things, no matter when and where, the heart surname is your own. It's not the heart surname that determines the double sword, it's the double sword that determines the heart surname, do you understand?"

"I kind of understand, but ......"

"No, but. Doctor Sun's temper came up, this is his "heart surname", "Find a place where no one is to understand it yourself, this kind of thing can never be explained, go, don't delay." ”

Pushing the boy out of the tent, Doctor Sun couldn't sleep, tossing and turning on the bed, always thinking that he might have said something wrong, "A group of children. Doctor Sun said to himself viciously, "The Dragon King is also a child, doesn't he just want to be ruthless and ruthless? ”

Chu Nanping obediently found a place where no one was, the livestock pen in the barracks, where a large number of cattle and sheep were raised, which was the main food of the whole army, and in a strong fishy smell, the young man slowly drew a conclusion from the words of Doctor Sun: The heart surname is your own, you can choose what kind of person you become, and then work hard for it.

"Look, it's going to rain. He said, looking up at the solemn darkness of the night.

"Can't you pretend you didn't see me?" Tie Linglong walked out from behind him unhappily, pinching her nose, "What are you hiding here? ”

"I want to be a swordsman. ”

"You're a swordsman now. ”

"No, I used to be, but not now. ”

Tie Linglong frowned, "What are you talking about?"

There was a roaring thunder in the air, a huge lightning bolt tore through half of the sky, and the rain poured down, and Tie Linglong was just about to run to hide from the rain, but was grabbed by Chu Nanping.

Tie Linglong was taken aback, although she accepted the other party's show of love, she never acted excessively, subconsciously poked a finger at it, but touched her chest but did not exert force, "Stupid, it's raining." ”

Chu Nanping grabbed her hand tightly and said loudly: "I want to become a swordsman, and I will continue to love you, give me a little time, let me practice back to the double sword." ”

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Tie Linglong was soaking wet, she heard the voice, and felt the strong palm, but she couldn't see his sad face.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" she raised her voice as well.

"I need to be alone for a while, I have to forget about you first......"

Tie Linglong pulled out her hand, "You mean I delayed your sword practice?"

"No, no, it's my own problem, I ......"

"I don't need to explain, forgetting is forgetting, I won't pester you, go and practice your double swords, I wish you to be invincible in the world as soon as possible, and never come to me again." ”

"But I love you, I just want to be a swordsman again......"

"I don't love swordsmen!" Iron Linglong roared, turning and disappearing into the pouring rain.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Nanping had lost her trace.

He stood in the rain, feeling that he had been misunderstood, but another voice in his head told him: it would be better to forget it more completely.

When the rain weakened, he discerned the direction and slowly walked towards his tent, his heart was burning with pain, but his will was firmer than ever, he didn't kill the person he cared about the most, but the effect was almost the same, and he finally knew what it was like to "cut love", and he could practice a higher level of ruthless swordsmanship.

The huge void in his heart was filled, and the boy did not notice at all at this moment that another gap had been produced, and it was still small.

Chu Nanping found the long sword that Gong Ziying had given him before he died in the tent, and also remembered what the swordsman had said, "Take my sword, if someone wants to rob him, you will kill him." ”

Chu Nanping carefully observed it for the first time, the sword body was engraved with complex patterns full of ancient meaning, and there seemed to be words engraved on the position close to the sword, he didn't recognize it, his fingers brushed lightly, and the long sword trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound.

The corner of his heart was still hot, Chu Nanping stabbed a sword in the air, and the pain was slightly reduced, but this was not enough, he longed for real killing, and believed that only the end could comfort the end.

Therefore, when noon approached, the dragon king did not return for a long time, and when he took the initiative to ask the military advisor to fight, he only thought about killing, not winning or losing.

Tie Linglong ran aimlessly in the rainy night for a while, and there was also a hot pain in her heart, and the huge humiliation made the pain even more intense.

The rain stopped for a while, and she crashed into another runner.

Nie Zeng was still practicing light exercises, jumping around Han Wuxian's tent.

Both drew their knives at the same time.

"It's you. Nie Zeng, who was covered in rain, said in surprise.

"If you say you're going to compete, let's start now. Tie Linglong said coldly, swinging his knife and slashing over.

It's all a lie to say that she will kill people for me in the future, she thought, I want to do it myself, I have killed people, it is not difficult at all.

The murderous aura on Tie Linglong's body became heavier and heavier, and in front of the reappearance of the training that Xiaoyue Hall had undergone, Nie Zeng was just a target for the disciples to practice their courage.

The pain in my heart was slightly lessened.

Nie Zeng was in a hurry, he wasn't ready for the competition, Tie Linglong seemed to have just cried, his eyes were red and swollen, even the night and rain couldn't hide it, which made him even more unable to make a move.

His martial arts were already a little worse, and blindly giving in immediately put him in danger.

The narrow knife slashed his left arm, and as soon as the blood gushed out, it was immediately washed away by the rain, but Nie Zeng's ruthlessness was stimulated, no matter how sad Tie Linglong was, he shouldn't find someone else to be angry.

Nie Zeng pounced on him, using a fighting style that didn't care about life and death, because of this kind of play, Hu Shining often lamented that he couldn't become a first-class killer.

The two seem to have a deep hatred, and the knife is fierce and ruthless.

Before the situation became more serious, Han Wuxian made a move, she had been sitting in the tent, lifting the curtain, checking on Nie Zeng who was practicing in the rain, occasionally giving a few words, and most of the time still combing her long hair.

It's rare to have such good seedlings, and she doesn't want to lose one of them too soon.

The rain hadn't stopped, Han Wuxian refused to come out, she took off an embroidered shoe and threw it at Nie Zeng.

Nie Zeng returned to the knife to block, but the embroidered shoes turned a corner and rushed towards Tie Linglong, and before Tie Linglong could react, it had already turned again, like a lost bat, flying back into the tent.

"Well, it's still wet. Han Wuxian said regretfully.

Outside, Nie Zeng and Tie Linglong staggered, and they both smelled a faint fragrance that shouldn't have appeared.

"If you want to kill, I'll give you a chance. Han Wuxian said softly, "There is a traitor from Xiaoyue Hall in my tent, alas, I've had enough, you can kill her." ”

The drug surname is not strong, and it is even less effective in the rain, Tie Linglong quickly returned to normal, holding the knife, and strode towards the tent.

Nie Zeng stood in place, confused, and raised his head to find that the rain had stopped.

(To be continued)