Li Muchan struggled a few times, looking at the red thread in front of his eyes, it was only lightly tied at both ends, more than ten feet away behind him was the Zen room where his beloved wife lived, the sound of wooden fish came softly, and the sound hit his heart, as long as he Taking one step forward, you can break the red line and see your beloved wife, but after several struggles, you finally sighed lightly and retreated, letting the heavy rain soak your whole body, but you didn't care.
It's so close to the world, nothing more than this.
But even in the end, he still respects his wife's decision...
"Benefactor Li..." The old nun of Shuiyue Temple flashed her eyes sadly, and sighed secretly. The Li Muchan in front of him was far from the arrogant, domineering, cold-blooded and ruthless sword god in the legends in the Jianghu, which is enough to show affection. What a change.
Maybe this is the real Li Muchan, or this is just the Li Muchan in front of Ning Huiru.
Sadly returning to the old nun, she wanted to comfort her, but her love for children is not her specialty, so her words changed, "Benefactor Li is in danger of the world, and it is raining and windy outside, so don't hurt yourself."
Li Muchan sighed slightly, "It's sad that the master has a heart, every drink and peck is pre-determined, if God really wants to kill me, Li Muchan, no one can bring it back."
Sad Hui Ni said lightly: "There are still many things in the world waiting for the benefactor Li to do. If the benefactor is so depressed, how can he be worthy of Huiru who cut off the world for you? If not, how can this nunnery be broken for two hundred years? According to the custom of entertaining male guests, you will be taken in."
"Cut off the fate, make up for my spiritual shortcomings, get back the sword heart, get back the martial arts of the year?" Li Muchan disliked the feeling of being used by others, and couldn't help being annoyed, and said in a deep voice: "Sorrowful master is People who become monks also come to oppress people with righteousness. Are you a lobbyist for the people of the day? Huh, whether the demons have invaded the rivers and lakes, and whether the world is in ruins, I don’t care about Li Muchan! But he Luo Podi wants to challenge, and I, Li Muchan, will continue That is, it is not for the justice of the world, but I, Li Muchan, like it!"
Li Muchan is such a person who is proud, conceited, and disregarding other people's feelings. He doesn't care about the righteousness of the world or what is for the people. Except for Ning Huiru, he only cares about himself.
Selfishness, though annoying, is self-interested without harming others. There is nothing wrong with that, as long as it does not harm others.
Sad Hui Ni smiled slightly, and said: "The poor nun does not understand the affairs of the Jianghu, but the poor nun knows a thing or two about Huiru's thoughts."
Li Muchan said coldly: "Hui Ru? Hui Ru will never force me to do things I don't want to do..."
"That's true." Sadly, the teacher said calmly: "Hui Ru hopes that you will become a sword god again, not because of the righteousness of the world, but just hope that you can have a little more hope of survival..."
Li Muchan's body was shaken, with excitement in his eyes, he almost turned around and rushed into the Buddhist hall again, and finally restrained himself, sighed: "It's not easy to cut off the world!"
A strange thought flashed through Li Muchan's mind, even if he entered Buddhism, would he have to suppress his yearning and guilt for Huiru in this way, cut off the mortal relationship, and become the sword god again
Taking a deep breath, Li Muchan turned his head to look at the Buddhist hall, and said lightly: "I'm bothering the master, since Huiru is here to rest her mind, Li has nothing to worry about, so I should go!"
Sadly, the old nun said calmly: "The safety of the benefactor involves the misfortune and good fortune of the world. Please take care when you go."
Li Muchan smiled wryly and said: "Master, don't worry, Li Muchan is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Besides, where can I hide from the enemy's forces with Luo? Master invited me."
Li Muchan looked gloomy, and walked slowly outside the nunnery.
Seeing that Li Muchan was about to go away, the sound of treading footsteps came from the nunnery, a little nun rushed out of the nunnery holding something in her hands, and whispered to the sad master.
The sad teacher returned with surprise, and quickly said: "Benefactor Li, please stay!"
Li Muchan turned around in surprise, he knew his wife's character, since he decided not to see him again, he would definitely not see her again, so he didn't understand why this sad teacher called him.
Sad Hui nun took two steps forward, kept silent, and handed over the two things that the little nun took over to Li Muchan.
"Sad Master, this is..."
Li Muchan took it blankly, it was a string of Buddhist beads and a letter.
"Benefactor Li has the idea of cutting off the fate of the world, but has never broken the red line. According to Huiru's explanation, transfer this thing to Donor Li... The Buddhist beads are for Huiru to retreat here for a few days, and to bless Li Donor in front of the Buddha. , the letterhead is Huiru's heartfelt voice, please accept it, the benefactor."
Sadly returning to the teacher, looking at Li Muchan who was slightly excited, he said softly again: "Nothing in the world can be out of chance, coming is fate, and going is fate, the benefactor cherishes it."
Holding the Buddhist beads and the letter paper, Li Muchan's spirit changed instantly. With a burst of energy, the rainwater around him was blown away, and at the same time, the rainwater on his body dried up immediately. He laughed and said, "Well said, coming is fate, and going is also Fate!" The voice was no longer the despair and gloom of the past, but full of strange joy.
With a long laugh, Li Muchan disappeared outside the misty door.
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The epee has no front, and the big skill is useless.
Unexpectedly, this sword was really forged by the old man who hid the sword, and it was indeed not carved carefully. It was just added with seven layers of spirit patterns according to the style of the Taotie knife.
Ye Qingxuan held this giant sword weighing 300 jins, and kept touching it, loving it very much.
The thick sword body has an ancient and clumsy shape. Even if the blade is not opened, the sharpness will cut people's skin with a light swing.
The third rank of divine weapon.
This is the level of "no front".
And the other "Yitian" has the high quality of the seventh grade of the divine weapon, which is not much better than the divine sword "Qingshuang" and "Zihuang". It is in the hands of Li Daozong at the moment, and he is also ecstatic. stop petting.
"A good sword, but a good sword. Even Uncle's Ice Jade Sword doesn't have the majestic spirit of this sword!"
Ye Qingxuan chuckled, and said: "The Yitian Sword is among the emperors, so it is accompanied by righteousness, and when it was born, it also slays demons and eliminates demons. It sacrifices blood to the sword, and it is full of murderous aura. From today, this sword The sword is yours..."
"Oh? Are you willing?" Li Daozong asked.
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, and said: "Stop being hypocritical, this time nearly twenty magic weapons have been released, even if I, Ye Qingxuan, want to take them all, the guys behind me will probably agree!"
Meng Yuanjun laughed, and said: "That's right, that's right, good brothers who share blessings..."
"Li Mou is so disrespectful!" Li Daozong clasped his fists happily, turned around and left, to familiarize himself with the nature of the sword.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the distant figure of Li Daozong, chuckled, and said: "This kid is definitely a sword idiot..." When he turned his head and smiled, he met the eyes of Yan Jueling and Nie Xingxie, and coughed in embarrassment, " A few of you are sword idiots..."
Everyone couldn't help laughing in unison, except for these two cool swordsmen.
Meng Yuanjun smiled and said: "Senior Cangjian said, the next thing to forge is Brother Yan's sword. It is guaranteed to be exactly the same shape as before, but new materials have been added, and the weight will be much heavier..."
Yan Jueling nodded slightly as a thank you.
Ye Qingxuan looked at Nie Xingxie and asked, "Do you really want that Ziwei soft sword? It's fast and sharp..."
"No need!" Nie Xingxie patted the Cold Glass Sword on his waist, and said, "This sword is already very good."
Meng Yuanjun slumped in the chair, dangling his legs, gnawing sunflower seeds, and asked: "The sword has arrived, what shall we do next? Are we still waiting for Li Muru's challenge to start?"
"Wait, we must wait." Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, "On the one hand, we still need to familiarize ourselves with the nature of swords, on the other hand, don't forget that when we came to Hedong Mansion, we met Song Bieli and them... They have been in Hedong Mansion for a whole day God, there is no movement, if we don’t detect the thoughts and actions of these people, if we act blindly, we may fall into a catastrophe.”
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Li Muru calmly drank the tea in the teacup, glared at him a foot away, and turned a blind eye to his wife Shang Huixian who had been yelling for nearly half an hour.
Not only inside the famous hall, but also within ten feet outside, there is not a single person. These people have long been blasted out by "Lei Zun" Jinhai.
The family ugliness should not be publicized, Jin Hai knew that the owner's wife from Fengyi Pavilion was not a vegetarian, once an outbreak broke out, anything might come out.
Seeing her husband ignoring her, Shang Huixian became even more furious. She slapped the table and shouted: "Li Muru, are you talking? Why dare you touch my son? You know how important he is to me. How are you?"
Does tiger poison not eat its children
As soon as this sentence was said, the murderous intent in Li Muru's eyes flashed, and he quickly covered it with the movement of serving tea, and finally said lightly: "Okay, okay, you have said what you have to say, and you have complained what you have to complain about. Let's leave this matter open. After all, I am the owner of a villa and the convener of the Demon Elimination Conference. If he doesn't give me face in front of outsiders, if I don't teach him a lesson, how can I maintain my dignity? ?”
Shang Huixian also knew Li Daozong's fault, but Li Muru's humility over the years gave her confidence. She raised her eyebrows and wanted to argue again, but Li Muru waved her hand and stopped her: "You don't need to say anything superfluous. During the martial arts competition, you Let that kid take the blame, and I will spare him... In the future, he will still be the owner of a villa..."
Shang Huixian originally wanted to make a fuss, but Li Muru's last sentence touched her mind, and she couldn't help laughing: "Who else could it be but him? Are those nephews of your side branches? Hmph, when If you don’t pass on your father’s to your son, outsiders will laugh at your Li family if you tell them! And you also know that this kid from Daozong is really proud, and your Li family’s [Thirty-Three Swords of Heavy Light and Overlapping Shadows], which has been passed down for hundreds of years, is forced to be accepted. My son deduced a few swords, don't you know how powerful they are? Hehe, my son, he is the one with the best understanding in your Li family for hundreds of years... Uh, of course, and big brother, your big brother The [One Sword Light and Cold Shining Kyushu] also depends on his comprehension...the two of them are born sword gods..."
Li Muru's hand holding the teacup trembled unnaturally, but he still kept a humble smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.