Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

"Junior brother, you must have worked too hard in sword cultivation."

The young man held a reed pole in his mouth, and held the silk book with a very serious cover and a terrible inside in both hands, leaning lazily on the back of the strong man.

The burly man on his back was naked. His upper body was bare, his arms were twice as thick as ordinary people, and his muscles were knotted. Sweat slowly and quickly climbed along the bronze-colored skin, dripping on the animal bones that had been stripped of flesh and blood.

The young man with the scroll grunted, as if he was complaining that the strong man's movement of grinding the bone tool was too big, which made him unable to read the book peacefully.The strong man's temper may not be so good, so he turned back stiffly: "Isn't there no place on the mountain for you to read a book, go wherever you like. It's his job for the younger brother to practice swords, what's bothering you? Do you think everyone just reads idle books like you?"

The young man grabbed the strong man's shoulders in dissatisfaction. Because the sweat was slippery, he couldn't grasp it firmly, so he could only retreat and grab the strong man's upper arm.Squeezing his upper arm that was as hard as a rock, the young man said: "It's better than you, a guy who likes to pull out your bones. Although I don't like to call that man a master, there is a saying that he said is pretty good. Read a hundred times..."

The strong man let out a "hum", and threw the two bone spurs that had been ground hard onto the stone platform, his back tensed suddenly, his arms exerted strength, and he broke free from the hand that the young man was trying to grab again.

The person who was sitting on the side of the stone platform wiping off the blood on the animal skin bit by bit, saw the two juniors who had conflicting tempers and quickly moved their hands, and then said conciliatoryly: "It's been a month since I saw the master."

Although the strong man looked down on the thin and cunning third junior brother, he respected the senior senior brother very much.Seeing that he intended to ease the conflict between the two, he lifted the animal bone and moved a few steps to the side, unwilling to talk to the young man again.

The young man is bored with reading, and it seems that today he can't seduce the strong man to have a good fight with him. The little brother who doesn't care about anything other than sword training can't count on him, so he can only stop his fanning thoughts and walk around. The elder brother watched him sewing the beast armor.

"I don't know where the master is now." The elder brother is a simple man, and he thought that this piece of animal skin is of high quality, and it can make a good armor for the master.

"Brother, you are waiting for him to come back, why don't you give me this armor. The last time he came back from Moxi, he complained for three or five days in a row, saying that the world is so big, but he walked it all over the place. Next time he goes down the mountain." I don't know where to go." The young man curled his lips and said, "Maybe this month, he has already found a place to escape the tribulation and ascend."

"Crossing Tribulation?"

A distance of three feet away, one of them put away his sword and looked back.

……

"Brother, have you really thought about it?"

"Junior brother, please listen to my advice. That guy may have been caught by a beautiful lady, and he forgot to come back after soaking in the gentle village. How could he really ascend through the tribulation."

"The younger brother has already decided, just help prepare, what are you talking about."

"Okay, you stupid big man, dare to say that I..."

"Two junior brothers..."

The three of them were arguing endlessly, the man with the long sword turned his back and stopped listening, and lowered his head to wipe the edge of the sword.His gaze was firm, his wrist was flipped, and the sword light like water poured down on the ground.He remembered what the man had said to himself months ago.

It seems that there is nothing interesting in the world, and I don't know what is going on in the sky.

Did that person really ascend through the tribulation?Just because you feel that you have traveled all over the world and there is no more novelty to play with?Could it be that these apprentices accepted on the mountain... including himself, in his eyes are all people who have seen the scenery and are no longer worthy of nostalgia?

He didn't dare to think deeply, but quietly counted the days with his fingers, and confirmed with himself that it had been 79 days since the man disappeared.

……

The grass and trees struck by the thunderstorm turned into scorched black, and the top of the hill was in a mess, almost razed to the ground.A low hut built of logs, a stone platform for sharpening knives, a tree branch for hanging animal skins, a cauldron for alchemy...everything familiar to everyone in the past has disappeared.

Not in the center of the thunder calamity, the three people who were less affected could barely stand up.The three of them were a little absent-minded, and it took a long time to hear: "I didn't expect..."

The majesty of the tribulation thunder that monks in the Mahayana period encountered when they crossed the catastrophe is closely related to their personal cultivation. The more powerful and advanced monks are, the more difficult it is to resist the thunder disaster.When the cultivator crosses the catastrophe, the guards on the side will try their best to restrain their cultivation, so as not to be caught by the breath, and accidentally cause the thunder catastrophe to hit the fish in the pond.And those who cross the catastrophe will also pay attention to it, guarding against someone nearby crossing the catastrophe at the same time, and the addition of the double thunder catastrophe will cause the two of them to die accidentally.

The Thunder Tribulation on the top of the hill wasn't originally considered huge.But when the first tribulation thunder crashed, it woke up the person who had been sleeping for several months in the deep cave in the back mountain.

His heart and soul were lost in his sleep, drifting around the world, and suddenly there was a thunder, as if the strings of a kite were suddenly tightened, and he was torn from the sky thousands of miles away.The paper kite split in two in the air, the larger piece fell to the ground, and the light and fluffy corner went away with the wind, leaving nothing to worry about.

He opened his eyes, and it seemed as if the tribulation thunder above the nine heavens had sensed it. The purple light surged, combining the two tribulation thunders that were about to fall into one, and shot down towards the top of the mountain with a hundred times more force.

Those who slept for months to avoid the thunderstorm cried out in their hearts, and rushed to the top of the mountain without stopping.Unlike his half-baked apprentices who just entered the Mahayana stage, his cultivation faintly exceeded the limit of the Mahayana stage half a year ago. Even if he didn't want to ascend, the tribulation thunder was always coveting above his head and blasting him into ashes .

He restrained his breath in his sleep, meditating on countermeasures.Before he could figure out why, he was awakened by the roar of Jielei.

Which short-sighted person crossed the tribulation on the top of the mountain?

This is good, Jie Lei sensed his surging aura, probably hundreds of times stronger than before.

If he was caught, he would have to...

"Why is it you?" Seeing that the golden purple thunderbolt was about to hit the little apprentice's head, he shouted angrily, and defended with his horizontal sword, "You have no cultivation level, and you dare to cross the calamity!"

At this time, what he was thinking in his heart was not that he would be tired by others, and that he might die, but that he was worried about this apprentice who was eager for success when he was less than cultivation base.How dangerous is crossing the catastrophe? If you are not careful for a moment, you may lose everything. Can you make a decision casually?

Jie Lei exploded at the tip of his sword, golden and purple scattered light fell on the sides of the two, and a smell of burnt earth rose.

The little apprentice stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, but was shaken away.When Jie Lei didn't stop at all, even if he tried his best to protect them, he couldn't guarantee that the two of them would be well protected, so where would he have time to do other things?

"Master, I..."

boom.

After the tribulation thunder subsided, the top of the mountain was strangely dead silent.There was no sound other than that murmur-like groan.

"I didn't expect that guy to do such a thing."

Blocking the thunder for his apprentice, making that person look... like a fearless hero for a moment.

In the middle of the place where the lightning struck down frequently, the soil turned up was full of coke, and no plants, trees, insects or animals survived, only the person holding the black sword, although he was severely injured, barely survived.

His scorched hands were stained with blood, like iron that had been corroded badly.

However, this was nothing compared to his heart that seemed to have been crushed, torn, and crushed into ashes.

"I know that you all dislike me and don't recognize me as a good teacher. After this time, at least you will remember to praise me twice to protect my shortcomings." The man smiled softly, "It's not clear who is dragging whom, you Don't think too much about it in the future. Cultivate hard, and in the future... But seeing you like this, there is no chance to survive another calamity. The first time I saw you, you wanted to grab my sword, and now even my thunder calamity , was snatched away by you, really..."

What is it?

In front of Jie Lei, who could quietly shake the sky and the earth, he couldn't hear that person's last words at all.

Using the ink sword to prop up his body, he walked in front of the three senior brothers.

He has decided to surrender.Few people can bear the severe pain of the physical military solution, but with the injuries on his body, if he does not use the military solution in exchange for a chance to reincarnate and rebuild, there is no hope of successfully crossing the catastrophe.

If he didn't ascend through the catastrophe, he didn't know there was any strange magic in the world that could make a person who lost his body and soul in the thunder catastrophe... see him again.

The three of them looked at each other, only to see the usually indifferent little junior prostrating himself to the ground.

"I hope all the senior brothers will help me solve the problem."

……

The same robbery.

Even the person standing beside him was the same person.

Xiao Daoluan couldn't tell the past life from the present for a while, until his body was surrounded by people.The tip of the tongue tasted a trace of blood, but what the lips touched was soft again. Amidst the changes that made the world tremble, it seemed that only the person in his arms was real.

It's Shen Ke.

He is still by his side.

No matter what kind of luck it was, he was extremely grateful that the lightning calamity 800 years ago did not separate the two of them forever.No matter how long you wait, when you think about it when you meet again, there will be sweetness in the bitterness.

This time it was his turn to protect the opponent.

Bingjie 800 years ago, in order to help him overcome the calamity in the next life, the three senior brothers worked together to refine the Jiuzhuan Pill, compiled it into a sword practice record, and hid it together with his black sword in three sword cultivating sects.As long as he succeeds in his reincarnation practice and finds these three things, he will naturally be able to deal with the calamity calmly.

Out of pain and self-blame, this memory was deliberately forgotten, and it was not picked up until the three things gathered together to attract thunder.

He finally knew why he became so weak when he thought that Shen Ke might be injured.Seeing with his own eyes that the other party was struck by the thunderbolt, the eyes that were full of smiles a moment ago suddenly disappeared in the void, such heart-piercing pain, he did not want to face it a second time.

When the thunderstorm comes again, there is no way to avoid it.

There is nothing to shake, and nothing to hesitate.

From the previous life to the present, whether it was chasing out of the narrow and dark back alley, practicing sword day after day, making a hasty decision to cross the catastrophe, and being dissuaded by others, or subconsciously chasing Mo Jian, follow him from northwest to southeast , lost control again and again, tasted all the ups and downs - he once asked the other party why he cultivated the sword.

His answer was the same as the other party's, even more real.

For real, I will practice swords for you, 800 years.

Thunder on the ground.

The sword light, not inferior to Jie Lei, shot up suddenly, penetrating the sky and the earth, covering the small square of heaven and earth where the two of them stood.Outside, thunder and lightning, squally showers.Inside, it is he who holds his hand, which holds the sword.