Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

Moreover, if he didn't guess wrong, this should also be part of the test.

Finally, after a few thousand strokes, a tiny sword mark finally appeared on the wall, very messy but also very clear.

However, there was no more to say. At this time, Xia Yi suddenly found that the dense sword marks disappeared, and there was only one left by himself on the cliff. Xia Yi lowered his head and smiled, and understood the intention of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect.

"Good for you!

Xia Yi continued to attack with branches, leaving a few more sword marks, but the branches were overwhelmed, and finally broke off during a certain swing of the sword. Without hesitation, Xia Yi took another branch and began to swing the sword. , Drink the spring water when you are thirsty, and eat the fruit from this tree when you are hungry.

This was a very boring behavior, but Xia Yi was able to persevere. Even Xia Yi himself didn't know why, maybe it was because he felt the unwillingness in the heart of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect at this moment.

Why should others be immortals while I am ordinary?

These sword marks are not so much persistence as marks of unwillingness.

I don't know how long it took, when Xia Yi went to pick off the branches again, he found that the tree was bare without branches.

"From that moment on, swinging the sword seemed to be my ability. When there were no branches, I touched the cliff and felt a sense of accomplishment for the first time. Although I am sorry for the cliff and the big tree, I thank them, they are mine. teacher.'

This voice was much more mature than before, and Xia Yi also found that this dark world suddenly lit up. It was a rough stone platform with a piece of iron on it.

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"After the busy farming season, I got a little money. Unfortunately, it was too little to afford a sword, but it seemed that I could afford a piece of iron. Since I didn't have a sword, I decided to forge it myself."

The voice said, Xia Yi knew what to do next, and asked him to forge swords!

He walked slowly towards the square stone platform. Apart from being rough, the stone platform had no other features at all. The corner of Xia Yi's mouth twitched. The ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect couldn't really forge a sword based on this condition, could he?

"awesome!"

Xia Yi laughed wryly, picked up the iron block, and rubbed it against the stone platform. The speed was very slow, because the wear rate of the stone was much higher than that of the iron block, the stone platform became smaller and smaller, and Xia Yi finally polished the sword in front of him. The shape, Xia Yi couldn't give up at this point, he continued to polish, sharpen, and sharpen until the stone platform, which was bigger than a person, completely disappeared. , suddenly laughed.

"That was my first sword, a sword I forged myself.

The voice continued to ring in Xia Yi's mind, and the voice sounded more mature now. At the same time, a dark world lit up again.

"I failed again in the trial to enter the sect, not to mention the spiritual root, my meridian is naturally blocked, I don't even have the qualifications for body training, but so what, because I know I am a swordsman, I decided to use the sword to complete the sect Trial, after I can chop off this black steel stone, I will try again.

That side of the world was beside a small lake. Xia Yi walked over and held the sword in his hand, thinking how to cut off the black steel stone. question.

But the voice didn't continue, Xia Yi had no choice but to slash the black steel stone pillar with his sword, down and down, down and down until the sword broke.

"The black steel stone is something that tests a monk's control over strength. My sword can't leave a scar when it breaks. At that moment, I knew that I was destined to be inferior to others, but I am a swordsman. I believe that my sword is sharper than anyone else. , I continue to forge swords."

After the voice finished speaking, Xia Yi found that the sword in his hand had changed at some point. The material was better than before, but it was still very ordinary. Xia Yi smiled helplessly and continued to slash.

The broken sword is recast, and the broken sword is recast, and so on.

breaking"

I don't know that after hundreds of swords, the black steel stone actually broke in two on a certain day.

"My sword is sharper than anyone else's. As long as I'm alive, it won't break."

As soon as the voice ended, the sky and the earth lit up again, Xia Yi sighed, what is it this time?

"A few years have passed, and I have finally gained some cultivation. Although it is only a body training cultivation, this is enough. I went to the Zongmen to participate in the trial again. I regret that I still couldn't enter because I was too old, but It doesn't matter because I'm a swordsman.

"And a swordsman, as long as he has a sword."

Xia Yi walked over to the other side of the world, and found a few people suddenly appeared, a few big men, who seemed to be robbers, and a dying old man lay on the ground.

"I should have run away. If I had run away, I wouldn't have lost my right hand, but if I had really run away, my sword would no longer be sharp."

"I can die, my sword can be broken, but I must not be dusted.

Xia Yi stepped forward, those big guys stared at Xia Yi with a sneer, spoke an old saying that Xia Yi didn't understand very well, and rushed towards Xia Yi after speaking, if Xia Yi's cultivation base was still there, their attack would be nothing short of a snap of the fingers However, the current Xia Yi is pitifully weak, not much stronger than ordinary people, but Xia Yi can understand this feeling.

He still has to make a move.

The ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect is unexpectedly the same type of person as Xia Yi, but the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect is much stronger than Xia Yi.

After a hard fight, the bandits were beaten away, and Xia Yi's right hand was completely broken without any strength. Although it was not broken as Xia Yi imagined, it also lost its function.

Chapter 2

Xia Yi still remembers the book of rites he wrote in the Heart Sword Sect's Sutra Pavilion. The book of rites did not record anything else at all, it was all the ancestors of the Heart Sword Sect's own views on cultivation. Without any hesitation, because he still has a little understanding of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect.

After solving the robber's matter, just as Xia Yi imagined, Fang Shijie lit up again, and this time it was a woman standing alone among the flowers.

"She is a casual cultivator, and I am also a casual cultivator. Speaking of which, we are also compatible. I accidentally saved her during an experience, so we are together like this. I don't know if I like her. Unfortunately, we got along The time passed was only a few years, and she was killed by the enemy, who said that she would die after hearing the Tao, and that day I had doubts about cultivation for the first time."

Xia Yi walked into that world and looked at this woman. That woman was not beautiful, but she was definitely not ugly either. Xia Yi was slightly taken aback by that expression. There was a subdued expression in the ordinary, Xia Yi always felt that he was Where have you been.

The next second, the woman smiled, then fell down slowly, the flowers beside her were covered with blood.

"I don't know if she has any relatives, but I should bury her with my own hands."

After the voice finished speaking, Xia Yi went straight forward, found a relatively barren land, and buried the woman.

"She thinks that she is a woman and should take care of me. She thanked me, and I accepted it. During the time with her, some trivial things were done by her, but now it has become an eternal memory. Every time I think of this , even I would cry, but unfortunately I still don't know if I like her or not.

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Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the girl's tomb and flowers disappeared.

The world didn't light up like before, but sank into darkness. Xia Yi didn't think much about it, maybe the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect did it deliberately. Lots of dead bodies.

"These are the people who killed her. She never told me her identity before. Only after I killed these people did I know that she was actually the magic cultivator that everyone shouted and beat. But I never saw her do any bad things. On the contrary, These…

"No, no, what if she did it in a place where I can't go?"

The tone of the voice was a bit puzzled, and it sounded very painful.

"But it doesn't matter. These people are dead anyway. I avenged her. What does good and evil and demons have to do with me? I'm just a swordsman, do what I want to do, and kill what I want to kill. If one day I If I die, I won't have any complaints, and the murderer will always be killed, and I have already prepared for it."

That voice seemed to be telling a story, Xia Yi got weirder as he went to the back, it seemed that there was no intention of testing, it was just telling a story, just as Xia Yi was thinking this way, dots lit up in front of him again, and a group of people appeared, the number It's a bit much, but his cultivation base is extremely low, and now Xia Yi, his cultivation base has been unsealed to the peak of Yongquan.

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"This is chasing soldiers, and there are also family members of those guys, and there are a few very talented people among them. In order to avoid future troubles, should I kill them?

The sword was in Xia Yi's hands, and those people didn't move. They just stared at Xia Yi angrily. There were also old people and children among them. They were not so much chasing soldiers as they were worried about their family members. The ancestor of Jianzong was killed.

"It's right to kill or not to kill, and it's not right. You have Yangguan Road, and I have my single-plank bridge. Although this is your memory, it seems to be like what you said. What does it have to do with me?