I have a role in the heavens

"You don't seem to believe that I can help you solve your current predicament?" Zhu Xiao looked at the reluctant Ximen Chuixue and said with some displeasure. It really made him particularly uncomfortable that his good intentions would be rejected by others one day. He wanted to give up, but Ximen Chuixue was his friend after all.

"I understand your kindness. As long as I can make her feel at ease, I will be satisfied!" Ximen Chuixue turned back and looked in the direction of Sun Xiuqing. He had already given up on life and death in his heart. No swordsman is afraid of death. When he chooses to become a swordsman, The fate is determined in a moment. Either he will die under the sword of others, or he will be on the way to compete with others. Swordsmen cannot rest in the middle. They can only go all the way, either becoming invincible or dying. Only extreme roads can lead to extreme swordsmen.

"Actually, I knew from the beginning that there was only one way for me to get through this difficulty. You don't have to persuade me, because I don't want to!" Although the coldness on Ximen Chuixue's face was gone at this time, the pride was still there. This is the stubbornness engraved in his bones. No one can make a swordsman go against his will. If this happens, it can only be said that that person is no longer a real swordsman.

"Do you think that if I just persuaded you to separate from Sun Xiuqing, I would stay with you without any trouble?" Zhu Xiao raised his eyebrows. He knew that Ximen Chuixue had completely misunderstood and thought that he was here to persuade him.

"Is there any other way?" Ximen Chuixue asked Zhu Xiao without any hope.

"Of course!" Zhu Xiao's voice was not loud, but it was deafening. Ximen Chuixue was shocked and looked at Zhu Xiao with wide eyes.

"How can it be?"

"Just because you can't think of a way doesn't mean that I can't do it either. Otherwise, why would you keep trying to challenge me?" Zhu Xiao looked at Ximen Chuixue triumphantly, without any trace of his former poise, and he looked like someone showing off himself. A capable child, but sometimes men are just as immature as children.

Ximen Chuixue's fighting spirit suddenly rose and spread to the surroundings. The powerful momentum blew away the dust around him. Zhu Xiao's words aroused his long-standing fighting spirit. Anyway, he will fight Ye Gucheng in a month. It was time for a sword showdown, and if I could compete with Zhu Xiao before that, I would be able to get what I wanted.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't mess around. Do you still want to know how to solve your predicament?"

Zhu Xiao looked at Ximen Chuixue with a fighting spirit in his eyes, couldn't help but panic, and quickly stopped Ximen Chuixue. He had dealt with swordsmen a lot, so he naturally knew that if he didn't stop Ximen Chuixue, he and Ximen Chuixue would have to compete first. He was not willing to find trouble and fight with others, it was really boring.

Hearing this, Ximen Chuixue's momentum suddenly dropped. He knew that just now was his best chance to challenge Zhu Xiao, but he was unwilling to force Zhu Xiao, let alone give up the method Zhu Xiao said. Ximen Chuixue was vaguely disappointed in his heart. He had a premonition that he might never have the chance to challenge Zhu Xiao again in the future. This was a swordsman's intuition. Ximen Chuixue was a great master, and his intuition already had a hint of predictability.

"Hoo ho ho, it's so dangerous!" Zhu Xiao exaggeratedly put his hands on his chest, looking overly frightened.

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me the solution, or else I'll have a showdown with you!" Ximen Chuixue said coldly, ignoring Zhu Xiao's tricks.

"You are now in the transformation stage of kendo, just like a crab changing its shell. The new crab shell is soft, but as time goes by, it will naturally become harder than the original shell, so we only need to change this Just speed up the process!”

Zhu Xiao gave an example, which was very similar to Ximen Chuixue's state at this time.

Ximen Chuixue nodded in agreement. Indeed, he was in a period of transformation at this time, and Ye Gucheng's fight happened to be stuck at this awkward time, which was why Ximen Chuixue was in trouble.

"How to speed up the transformation period?"

"Fight and compete with all kinds of evenly matched opponents. As long as you don't die, you will quickly pass the transformation period!"

Zhu Xiao came to a conclusion with a solemn expression, but this conclusion was so cruel and cold-blooded.

"I see!"

Ximen Chuixue nodded, held the long sword at his waist, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Xiao had doubts on his forehead. Why was Ximen Chuixue leaving before he finished speaking.

"Find someone to compete with others. If you don't die, I will go to the battle in the Forbidden City in one month!"

Ximen Chuixue's voice was cold. He had already made up his mind, thinking about who in the world could be his opponent at this time and help him through the transformation period.

"Wait a minute, I want to ask, who are you going to find?"

Zhu Xiao was a little curious at this time. Ximen Chuixue went back to find someone to compete with, and stopped Ximen Chuixue.

"I don't know, but I should go visit Huashan Feng Qingyang!"

Ximen Chuixue has long wanted to learn the Huashan School's swordsmanship, especially the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, which is the best swordsmanship in the world. Now he can kill two birds with one stone.

In his mind, Zhu Xiao imagined his best friend standing alone in Huashan Mountain with his sword. He couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. If Ximen Chuixue really did that, the Huashan Sect would really have to fight with Ximen Chuixue.

"Are you so sure that they will agree to compete with you?"

Zhu Xiao persuaded with a headache, hoping that Ximen Chuixue could calm down.

"I'm not sure, but they will definitely compete with me!"

Ximen Chuixue is a swordsman. He doesn’t have so many twists and turns. When encountering problems, he can only rely on the sword in his hand. After saying this, Ximen Chuixue gestured his sword to Zhu Xiao. It seemed that he was going to use it. The sword forced others to compete with each other.

"If you do this, I'm afraid your enemies will be all over the world before you go through the transformation period!"

Zhu Xiao was really surprised by the swordsman's brain circuit. It was simple and crude, and he didn't understand any etiquette.

"I do not care!"

Ximen Chuixue's voice had no warmth or fluctuation, as if it had returned to its original cold appearance, but Zhu Xiao knew that his heart was already warm at this time, no longer cold.

"Sun Xiuqing doesn't care, and your future children don't care either?"

Zhu Xiao's question was like a sharp sword that penetrated all Ximen Chuixue's strength. The right hand holding the sword also loosened, and he looked at Zhu Xiao with some confusion and helplessness. At this time, he was already powerless.

"I have a way for you to compete with all the masters, but you don't need to do this!"

Zhu Xiao sighed, everything has a spirit, and this "spirit" is emotion. Human beings are a kind of sentient beings. Emotions are the most consuming and tempering of people's will. They can make people fragile or weak. What makes people strong depends on how they treat this relationship.