Chapter 157: Seven Killings in the Wild Sky (1)

"What, you still know how to attack and kill?" Goku was slightly taken aback. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who taught you?"

Qixi twitched his little hand vigorously, pouted his little mouth, and his body stepped back.

was stunned, only to see Feng Bo striding over from the entrance of the village.

"You kid, you don't cultivate well, why did you get here to be naughty?" Feng Bo grabbed his collar with his big hand, and lifted Qixi up in the air.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Qixi's body hung in the air, and his two calves kicked hard a few times, and suddenly his mouth grinned, and tears and snot flowed down together.

"Hahaha, this kid, it's so fun!" Wukong patted his leg and laughed happily.

Feng Bo gently put Qixi aside, and said to himself: "This child, when he was born, his mother died in childbirth, and his father pulled him up with a handful of and urine, which is very difficult, who knows that a few days ago, my father broke the law and died unexpectedly, and he was buried the day before yesterday, it is really bitter for this poor doll!"

Wukong looked at Feng Bo, and then at Qixi, who wiped away his tears and squatted aside to play alone, frowned, and did not speak.

"This child, born smart, agile, since childhood with his father to practice the ancestral teachings, although age, body limited by vicious curses, but practice for hundreds of years, the body muscles and bones are strong, the body is slightly accumulated!" After a pause, he continued: "Although the ancestral techniques are crude, this child is very hard and patient, especially good at hiding and attacking, but it's a pity... I haven't met a mentor or friend!"

"It's a pity that I'm too young to grow my body!"

"Grandpa Feng, I've been living for hundreds of years, where is I'm young?"

Qixi, who was squatting and playing, raised his head, and his body suddenly jumped, and he climbed onto Goku's lap. He stretched out his little hand to caress the soft monkey hair on Wukong's arm, and a pair of big eyes flickered at Wukong, looking very spiritual.

Wukong reached out and gently stroked Qixi's head, his eyes looking at the sky thoughtfully.

This Qixi, depending on the qualifications of the muscles and bones, is a good seedling of natural cultivation.

It's just that... ？

Suddenly, when Wukong moved his deep gaze back to Qixi's body, he found that the Feng Bo had already left.

Wukong smiled bitterly, his energy was scattered at will, but it was terrible!

After thinking about it, he looked up at the entrance of the village, pointed to the hollow plane tree at the entrance of the village and asked, "Xiao Qi, do you see that tree?"

"Hmm!" Qixi turned over and sat on Goku's lap and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, later, you wait for me under that tree!"

"Okay, Uncle Hoshigo!" With that, Nanaki jumped off Goku's lap, giggled, and ran over first.

Looking at the little figure of Qixi jumping, Wukong's eyes were blurred, and he remembered a lot for a while.

This kid, counting it, is really destined for himself!

At the entrance of the village, under the hollow sycamore tree with a diameter of about three meters, Wukong stroked the crumpled bark of the sycamore tree and said to Qixi: "I heard that this was originally a sycamore tree that was nearly a thousand years old, but due to lightning strikes, the trunk is now hollow, and only two pieces of bark are connected to the roots, but it has always stood strong here, and the wind and rain will not fall, you can come and see what's so strange?"

"Strange?"

Qixi listened, blinked his eyes, and curiously put his head into the hollow tree hole to look up and down, inside and out, and then raised his head, looked at Wukong in confusion and asked, "This is a dead sycamore, I've been looking at it for hundreds of years, and I haven't seen anything unusual?"

"Is it really dead?"

Wukong put his hands behind his back, Huo Ran looked up at the broken tree trunk more than ten meters high above his head, pointed to the treetops and said, "Look, isn't there a young leaf there?"

"Where?"

Qixi stared up curiously, and after a moment, he let out a scream of surprise: "Hey, really, there is indeed a green leaf growing there, it's amazing!"

Wukong smiled slightly and continued: "Life, in fact, is to be strong in obscurity, when the opportunity comes, it will come from the rotten wood and the fragrance of spring!"

"What do you mean?" Qixi stared at the big black eyes, and he didn't understand for a while.

Wukong didn't care about this, and suddenly changed the subject and asked him, "What should you do if your father died because of the enemy?"

"Swear to kill the enemy and avenge my father!" Qixi clenched his little fists and said angrily without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh, that's a heroic one, but if your enemy's mana is unimaginably high, and you're so weak, what can you do to kill your enemy and avenge your father?"

Qixi tilted his head and thought about it, suddenly raised his small fist, and replied in a firm tone: "Then I... Just endure and endure and endure, practice hard and practice hard, and wait until the right time to find the enemy for revenge!"

Wukong continued to ask unmoved, "Then what if you are too old to walk and can't fight, but the enemy is still there?"

"Then I... Crawl over and bite him to death with your teeth!" he rattled his teeth, and his eyes were clear and resolute.

"Well, that's good... Goku stroked his head and complimented lightly.

"Uncle Xing, you said that I have lived for hundreds of years, if one day the curse is lifted, will I grow old all of a sudden when I see the light of day again?"

"Hmmm... Probably not!" Wukong laughed and said, "But you will grow taller, at least taller than this sword!" he said, flipping his wrist and revealing a navy blue wooden sword.

"What is this? It looks so powerful!" Seven Up jumped to his feet, reaching out to grab the sword.

Airplanes!

Wukong shook the sword body slightly, and the sword body trembled slightly, shaking out a cyan sword flower.

"What a beautiful sword flower!"

Qixi exclaimed happily, his body slumped, but unfortunately, he still couldn't touch the sword.

"How?

Wukong stroked the sword with his hand, his expression solemn.

This cyan wood sword is a sword he built with the heart of the green wood divine tree, although the heat is a little worse and the time is a little rushed, but it is also a hidden edge, and there is still a lot of room for improvement and strengthening in the future.

"Hmm!"

"Then do you know what a sword is?" Wukong flicked the blade of the sword, and a killing aura instantly enveloped the entire tree.

"It's amazing!" Qixi raised his head, and after a little contemplation, he said loudly: "My father once told me that the sword is a killing weapon for cultivation, which can kill the enemy and hurt oneself, only by loving the sword, knowing the sword, and understanding the sword, and truly achieving the unity of man and sword, can we be invincible in the world!"

"Yes! Your father is a little clumsy!"

Wukong pondered for a long time before he made up his mind and said, "The blade of the sword is sharpened, perhaps, this Aoki follows you, but it is its best destination!"