Chapter 358 - [Miyamoto Musashi (continued)]

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Finished the book, very melancholy for no reason, from June 1, 2015 to the present, half a year, everyone has been with me to walk the road of code words, thank you.

Yin 17, November 17, 2015, thank you for your support, with you, there will be "The Flash", and there will be a way for Yun Chengfeng to come step by step.

Fengyun, the world will meet, has always been Xiao Seventeen's childhood dream, and now I have finally finished this dream from the perspective of clouds and wind.

I hope that in the changing world, everyone can remember their childhood dreams.

In those years, when we chased "Fengyun" together, was there such a character that you remember vividly and never forget?

Is it "not crying death" and "wet chest" stepping into the clouds, or "God of the Wind" and "wetland" Nie Feng, or "Wet Suddenly" nameless, or the overlord and domineering, or the ill-fated "Qilin Demon" breaking the waves.

are still those beautiful and moving women, Yu Chuchu, Mingyue, Youruo, Zining, Second Dream, Du Yunling, Lu Yanran, Lian Wuxi, Xue Yuan, Lian Xinluo......

The next new book will be available to you soon, and Little Seventeen has been working hard!

（............ Continued............ ）

（............ Continued............ ）

Toei, Honshu Island, Okayama Prefecture.

On the edge of the county, there is a simple wooden house.

The owner of the wooden house was a beautiful woman, although she was coarsely clothed, but she could not hide her stunning beauty, especially the beautiful nose, which revealed her cold and noble temperament.

But the years have passed, and the woman is now thirty years old and a mother of one child.

At this time, her children were practicing swords outside the house. Although the child is only ten years old, he is strong and much taller than children of the same age. What's even more unbelievable is that a ten-year-old child can perform a very exquisite swordsmanship.

But the woman has always been picky, even if the child's swordsmanship has been very exquisite, she does not feel that it is enough. At this time, when she suddenly saw that the child's sword move was half a point off, the woman immediately ran over and scolded viciously: "Miyamoto Musashi! where is your mind? Why did you stab the sword ...... off?"

Hearing his mother's scolding, Miyamoto Musashi carefully lowered his head: "Mother." Musashi knows it's wrong, maybe it's been too long to practice today, and my arm is a little sore, so it'......s a stab!

"Hmph, sore hands? What's the use of begging me for forgiveness? If you meet your enemy, will he care if you have sore hands? Go on, and punish you for an extra hour of practice for every sword you stab......"

After the woman scolded coldly, she walked aside and continued to watch.

Miyamoto Musashi didn't draw another sword for a while. Suddenly, he threw his sword on the ground, stared at his mother coldly, bit his lip, and asked firmly: "Mother, why are you so strict with me? Am I not your son? The other children have time to play every day. I'm the only one who is being forced by you to practice swords every day, I don't want to practice anymore......"

After saying that, he turned his head and rushed towards a small road.

The woman didn't chase after her for a while. Suddenly fell to the ground, stunned, in his eyes. It was unspeakable helplessness and sadness.

Miyamoto Musashi ran out of the path for a while, and when he saw that his mother didn't come to chase him, he stopped, thought about it, and walked back slowly.

Suddenly, a tall and slender figure appeared on the road ahead.

The sudden appearance of the visitor without warning frightened Miyamoto Musashi took a step back and asked coldly, "Who are you?

The person who came was a sturdy middle-aged man, dressed in a gorgeous robe, with a white beard on his face, and an indescribable temperament, and when he heard the question, he smiled and said, "Hehe, you kid, you are not very old, and your tone is not small!

"Coming for me?" Miyamoto Musashi was puzzled, looking at this person's clothes, he was obviously a very rich person, why would he come for him to be a poor boy?

"That's right, your name is Miyamoto Musashi, isn't it? Your mother is Miyamoto Kokoko, right?"

Miyamoto Musashi nodded slightly, quickly realized something, and said coldly: "How do you know the names of me and my mother?" Hmph, do you want to hurt me and my mother?"

But when the sword he stabbed out reached the front of the middle-aged man, it was like stabbing a wall, and the dead branch broke in an instant. The middle-aged man didn't do anything, and smiled lightly: "Yes, you are bold enough, your qualifications are good, and you are heroic, the heavenly court is magnanimous, and your fate is noble, as my apprentice, you are already qualified." ”

Miyamoto Musashi didn't like this person, and he couldn't understand what the other party said, so he shouted coldly: "Hmph! Who wants to be your apprentice! Get out of the way, don't block my way home, or I'll call my mother to clean up your ......"

"Haha! Yes, yes, I like this stubbornness, but you have to think clearly, whether you want to be my apprentice or not. Do you know that if my boss wants to take you as an apprentice, you must worship me as a teacher, otherwise, you and your mother will only die. ”

As he spoke, the big boss swept out to the right with a wave of his palm, and suddenly the power of the "Tianluo Fire Dao" rushed out, and with a loud "boom", the woods on the side of the road burned and dumped a large area.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at such a strange martial art, and he was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth with his mouth wide open.

At this time, a woman looking for Miyamoto Musashi from afar appeared, and her figure flashed and fell in front of her son. It turned out that she still couldn't worry about her son running out alone.

When Miyamoto Musashi saw his mother coming, he ran to throw himself into her arms, and shouted with some fear: "Mother, Musashi will never run around again, and he will definitely practice his sword well in the future, you, you will quickly beat this bad guy away......"

However, even his mother is definitely not the opponent of the big boss, so he doesn't dare to make a move at all.

The big boss looked at the woman and continued to ask: "Miyamoto Xinzi, you have also seen my martial arts, how about it, are you willing to let your son worship me as a teacher? I will pass on his peerless magic skills to ensure that he can dominate the Dongying martial arts in ten years, and not only the Dongying martial arts, but even if he dominates the Central Plains martial arts, it is not a problem......

Miyamoto looked at the big boss, looked at his son, thought about the person he remembered in his heart, the person he regarded as an enemy, and replied coldly: "Okay! If the martial arts you teach kill Yun Chengfeng, Musashi will worship you as a teacher......

The big boss laughed: "I didn't expect you to have such a deep grudge against this person, don't worry, a clown who jumps off the beam, my apprentice from the big boss, it is only a snap ......of a finger to kill him."

Miyamoto Musashi heard the name "Yun Chengfeng" again, and thought curiously: "Who is Yun Chengfeng? Why did my mother say that he was the enemy of my Miyamoto family since he was a child?" ”

At this time, Miyamoto had already pushed him in front of the big boss and said, "Okay, since you can hand over the Musashi peerless martial arts, then you can take him away! From today on, he is your apprentice......

Miyamoto Musashi seemed to be a little reluctant, but his mother had turned her head coldly and left, leaving only one sentence, as if she was a little reluctant to advise: "Musashi, go to learn martial arts with this gentleman, when you are free, your mother will come to see your ......"

"Mother! mother...... Don't you go! Musashi doesn't leave you......"

But at this moment, the big boss flew over and picked up Miyamoto Musashi, and his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Ahead, in front of the simple wooden house, only the lonely figure of Miyamoto Kokoko remained.

............ (To be continued......)