Fantasy: Quietly draw your sword a hundred thousand times, and emerge as a swordsman

The bone-piercing pain came again, Chen Yuanfeng began to breathe heavily in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that he was leaving.

"Cultivation... Cultivation, the last thing..."

"For more than 20 years, you have never called me Daddy, and now Daddy is leaving, can you call me Daddy?"

"It's okay if you can't say it, it's fine to write it on paper..."

Chen Yuanfeng raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Xu Tian longingly.

Xu Tian was silent again after hearing the words.

He stretched out his hand and lightly brushed Chen Yuanfeng's body.

In an instant, the severe pain on Chen Yuanfeng's body gradually disappeared.

This is Xu Tian's first use of mana in this random law scene simulation.

Boom boom boom! !

Following Xu Tian's use of mana, this world suddenly showed signs of collapse and division!

And this sign, only Xu Tian can see it alone.

"Can't use mana?"

Xu Tian's eyes flashed, and he stopped his movements.

The world has also gradually stabilized.

Then, he let out a long sigh.

He looked at Chen Yuanfeng, bowed to him, and said a word.

"father."

Hearing this, Chen Yuanfeng was startled for a moment, and then joy suddenly burst out in his eyes.

"Xiu... Xiu Yuan, can you speak?"

"Hahaha, my son can talk!"

"My son calls me daddy!"

Amidst the laughter, Chen Yuanfeng passed away contentedly.

New Year's Eve.

After all, Chen Yuanfeng did not pass this test.

Xu Tian was in a trance, vaguely as if he had caught something.

"life and death....."

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Years are the most ruthless.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the seasons change.

Time always flies by inadvertently.

Five years have passed since Chen Yuanfeng's death.

Xu Tian is 26.

In the past five years, the Chen family has declined even more.

Ever since Chen Yuanfeng left, Shen Mengjun has been talking a little bit, often sitting and sitting, obviously in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, when Shen Mengjun was sitting on the head of the bed, he would suddenly talk to himself, saying that Chen Yuanfeng had come to see her.

In the past five years, Shen Mengjun has aged a lot.

The black hair that was originally jet-black and smooth has become white with frost at the temples.

Although only five years have passed, Shen Mengjun seems to have aged 20 years, like a white-haired old woman.

In her body, the gentleness of Jiangnan women can no longer be seen, nor can she see half of her vitality.

Obviously she is only in her forties, but she is as old as six or seventy years old.

Obviously she is not yet old enough, but Xu Tian can always vaguely see the death intent on Shen Mengjun.

Obviously she is still alive, but her heart is dead.

Shen Mengjun became a little sensitive and fragile.

Xu Tian can only try his best to take care of her body and her emotions.

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It's the end of the year again.

This year, Chu Qi under the snow is very big.

Snow like goose feathers covered the entire Jiangnan town, and the snow on the road was as thick as knees.

With a little breath, frost can form.

The road became depressed, and every household locked their doors tightly to avoid the wind and snow, and lit stoves at home to keep warm.

In the middle of the night.

Shen Mengjun fell asleep early.

After falling asleep, Shen Mengjun never woke up again.

On the next day, when Xu Tian got up to prepare meals and was about to ask Shen Mengjun to eat, he was on the bed and saw Shen Mengjun who was already stiff from the cold.

Shen Mengjun died.

She was holding Chen Yuanfeng's spiritual tablet in her arms, with a sweet smile on her face, as if she was sleeping in a dreamland.

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Xu Tian stood in front of the bed in a daze.

For some reason, at this moment, his nose felt a little sore.

"Come on, is Xiu Yuan hungry? Mother made you pork ribs with taro paste, and mother will feed you."

"Cultivating fate, mother doesn't ask you to be rich and powerful in the future, but only asks you to be safe and healthy in the future."

"Haha, my Xiuyuan family is really good!"

"Xiuyuan, mother, how about marrying you a daughter-in-law?"

The past came to my mind one by one.

Xu Tian's throat rolled, his heart felt like a big stone was blocked, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Xu Tian stood in front of Shen Mengjun's bed for a whole day.

In the end, he lightly lifted Shen Mengjun from the bed, facing the feather-like snow and wind, he walked step by step to Xiangyang Mountain outside the town.

Xiangyang Mountain is a cemetery outside this small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Five years ago, Chen Yuanfeng was buried here.

With Shen Mengjun on his back, Xu Tian left a string of long footprints of different shades on the snowy road.

"Mother, don't worry, my son will send you to see Daddy right away."

Xu Tian was muttering to himself.

After half an hour.

With both hands, Xu Tian dug a grave for Shen Mengjun next to Chen Yuanfeng's grave.

Xu Tian gently put Shen Mengjun into the tomb, picked a daisy that was crushed by the snow, and placed it gently in Shen Mengjun's hands.

He used his hands to cover Shen Mengjun's body with soil one by one.

A living person just turned into a small mound of dirt.

From now on.

One difference and two wide, die forever.Sichuan.

Chapter 241

Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.

Hard hatred Fanshuang temples, knocked down the new cup of turbidity.

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Xu Tian didn't know when he came down from Xiangyang Mountain.

He just knows.

From then on, in this world, he will have no more fetters and no worries.

He will be alone on this final journey home.

He slowly returned from the snowstorm, returned to the house, and sat quietly cross-legged by the fire, without saying a word.

"life and death....."

At this moment, Xu Tian had an unprecedented understanding of life and death.

In his life, he killed many people.

With just one sword strike, 20 living beings of the Dayan Dynasty were beheaded!

I don't know when, life and death became stiff and numb in Xu Tian's eyes.

But only this time, he understood what life and death are.

That night, Xu Tian turned his head white.

His shoulder-length black hair, as black as ink, had turned gray.

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Years are the most ruthless.

Never stop half a step because of everything in the world.

After Chen Yuanfeng and Shen Mengjun passed away, the Chen family, once one of the most scholarly families in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, has truly become lonely.

In the past, those matchmakers and doormen who broke through the threshold to propose marriage to Xu Tian never came again.

Even in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, there are still many rumors spreading.

Some people say that Chen Xiuyuan is the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, born to restrain his father and mother.

Chen Yuanfeng and Shen Mengjun were killed by Xu Tian.

Xu Tian never stood up to refute.

Therefore, under the word of mouth, this rumor seems to be inadvertently confirmed.

Everyone avoided the Chen family like snakes and scorpions.

The Chen family's family mansion was completely dilapidated.

And Xu Tian was 30 years old this year.

In this era where the average life expectancy is only 50 to [-] years old.

30 years old, already called old age.

He became more withdrawn and more withdrawn and quiet.

In the past few years, he would go to worship Shen Mengjun and Chen Yuanfeng every year, and would pick off a daisy flower and gently put it in front of the grave.

Then he just sat there without saying a word.