Fantasy, I can devour infinitely

The old man was very tired, but he was still very busy.

"Huh——" Lin Xiao let out a long breath, sat down on the ground, put his hands behind his head, leaned against the tree and stared at the sky in a daze.

"What? Don't want to practice anymore?" A faint voice came.

Lin Xiao turned his head and Lan Yaner stood beside him without knowing when.

Lin Xiao glanced at Lan Yaner, sighed slightly, and didn't say anything. He was in a very irritable mood now. He didn't want to do anything, just wanted to be alone in a daze.

"Practicing is boring, this is human nature," Lan Yaner said while looking at the sky, "However, only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Only those who can withstand the long loneliness and pain can stand at a higher position."

Lin Xiao glanced at Lan Yaner, "Aren't you going to practice?"

"Like you, I am a little tired, so I came out to relax and happened to see you." Lan Yaner said lightly.

Lan Yaner looked at Lin Xiao, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your aura has become stronger. I think you have broken through the realm."

Lin Xiao nodded.

"It's only been a few days, and you have broken through the realm. I originally thought that my cultivation speed was fast enough with the help of the ice crystal ball, but I didn't expect you to be even more abnormal." Lan Yaner couldn't help but say.

"So what? I'm still not sure of winning against Duguba," Lin Xiao frowned, "I don't know why, but I always feel a little panicky. I've never felt this way before."

Lan Yaner glanced at Lin Xiao, "I understand how you feel. You're worried that no matter how hard you try, you may not be able to defeat Duguba in the end, right? And this time there must be more than just Duguba. Our situation is really bad."

Hearing this, Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, did not deny it, and sighed, "I even wondered if it was the right choice to take Duguba's ring away at the beginning."

"Are you afraid?" Lan Yaner glanced at Lin Xiao.

"Afraid, very afraid, I'm afraid of death, and even more afraid that after I die, my adoptive father will be very sad, and the fate of the entire Lin family..." Lin Xiao said softly, and his promise to Bai Yuan might not be fulfilled.

"Humph, coward," Lan Yaner snorted coldly, glancing at Lin Xiao, "I thought sword cultivators were so great. A sword cultivator like you who is timid and has no fighting spirit might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill himself."

Lin Xiao frowned and looked at Lan Yaner unhappily, "What do you know? I'm speaking from my heart. If I were alone, death would be the end of it all, but I still have friends and relatives. What will happen to them if I die?"

"Hehe, to put it bluntly, you are just afraid of death, and you still use others as an excuse," Lan Yaner smiled coldly, "It is said that sword cultivators are sharp and would rather break than bend, and do things fearlessly. People like you who are afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind have no courage at all, and are not worthy of being a sword cultivator at all!"

"What did you say!" Lin Xiao stood up suddenly, staring at Lan Yaner, with anger burning in his eyes.

"I'm telling the truth. Ask yourself, when you hold the sword now, can you still be focused and decisive? What's the point of having so many concerns? What's coming will come. You're afraid before the outcome is decided. Where's your courage to face Dugu Ba? Are you still a sword cultivator?"

After saying that, Lan Yan'er turned and left.

Lin Xiao stood there in a daze, Lan Yan'er's words echoing in his mind.

Are you still a sword cultivator?

Sword cultivators are sharp and would rather break than bend. Where's your courage?

You're afraid before the outcome is decided?

.......

After a long time, Lin Xiao came back to his senses and muttered to himself, "Uncle Bai, am I really wrong?"

"Lin Xiao, that girl's words are a bit harsh, but they are not without reason. Think about it carefully." Bai Yuan said in a deep voice.

That day, Lin Xiao did not practice again.

From morning to noon, and then to night, he stood there, motionless, like a statue.

A bird landed on his shoulder and looked at him curiously, but he didn't move.

A few leaves fell on his hair, but he didn't move either.

The bright moonlight shone on Lin Xiao, reflecting his handsome face. At this moment, his eyes were a little deep and a little confused.

Lin Xiao was thinking, thinking about the spirit of sword cultivation, thinking about the mental journey from when he just picked up the sword to become a sword cultivator until now.

At the beginning, he got the inheritance of the Soul-Swallowing Sword in the Lin family, and later went to the Black Wind Mountains for training, fought with Mo Qingfeng, and defeated Lin Xier in the Dark Star City enrollment assessment.

Cut off Nangong Jie's arm...

He walked step by step, down to earth, experienced hardships, and did many things that seemed impossible to do. At that time, he never thought about too many things, but just concentrated on practicing, practicing again, practicing sword, and practicing sword again, because he believed that he could do it, and he did it.

But now, he was afraid, he hesitated, he was not worried about others, but lost confidence, confidence in himself, and confidence in the sword in his hand.

If he had no confidence in himself, who would have confidence in him?

A sword cultivator should be like a sword, rather break than bend, cut off all shackles, and move forward. No matter how difficult the front is, just cut it with a sword. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. As long as he uses all his strength, he will be worthy of himself and the sword in his hand!

Cut off all shackles, move forward, and rather break than bend!

Suddenly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. At this moment, he finally understood the spirit of sword cultivators and his own beliefs!

A breeze blew by, and the leaves fell slowly and silently.

Lin Xiao's pupils shrank, his wrist shook, and a flash of sword light passed by.

Kaka--

Nine fallen leaves were split in two.

One sword cut nine leaves!