In the early morning, a ray of sunshine shone on Wang Dong's face, and Wang Dong stood up, covering his groggy head.
Thinking of what the Guihaizong disciples did to him last night, Wang Dong was frightened and angry. What is shocking is that Zhang Qing and the others almost killed themselves regardless of their friendship with the same sect. I am afraid that his life in Guihaizong will become more and more difficult in the future. What makes him angry is that he is born unable to practice martial arts. Not to mention the ability to protect himself, even the day of revenge is far away. He can only let them bully and prey on them...
"It's just that the Zi Mansion is closed off. How can he not be able to practice martial arts for the rest of his life? Being trapped on an island, Yelang is arrogant and short-sighted. It's really sad."
A narrowing voice suddenly came from his mind, making Wang Dong's hair stand on end, and he cried out in horror: "Who is it? Who is talking?"
Looking around, there was no one around, but someone was talking to him. Wang Dong felt as frightened as if he had bumped into a ghost while walking at night. His heart was pounding wildly, and he thought in horror, which martial arts master is playing tricks on me? It actually sent the sound directly into my mind.
"You can call me Sword Soul. I'm in your body now, but you don't need to be frightened. I just preserved a trace of my martial soul and can't hurt you at all."
That cold, unfamiliar voice still echoed in my mind.
"Sword Soul?"
"You're living inside me? What do you want to do?"
Wang Dong's voice became more and more hysterical every time, and he was dancing on the beach like a madman. If there were outsiders present, they would think that Wang Dong was either possessed by a demon or possessed by a ghost spirit.
Perhaps he felt the violent fluctuations in Wang Dong's emotions, and the strange voice in his mind rang out at the right time: "Young man, if you want to know the origin of this deity, just do as I say -
Hold your breath! "
"Concentrate!!"
“Meditation!!!”
Although Wang Dong was unable to practice martial arts, he was familiar with these most basic training terms and immediately followed the instructions.
boom!
A loud noise like spring thunder exploded in Wang Dong's mind without any warning. In an instant, a series of mixed information entered Wang Dong's mind domineeringly and wandered around...
Suddenly, Wang Dong felt as if his head was about to explode from these memories that did not belong to him. He was so painful that he squatted on the ground holding his head, his face was ferocious, and his lips were trembling, but he did not moan in pain from beginning to end. exit.
After about half a stick of incense, the pain on Wang Dong's face slowly faded, and his eyes gradually became clear again.
After integrating these mixed memories that did not belong to him, he roughly understood the origin of this "stranger" who suddenly broke into his mind.
It’s better to say a strange soul than a stranger, because he is just a sword soul!
It turns out that there once appeared on the Kyushu Continent an extremely powerful martial arts master named Sword Saint. Due to an accidental attack, he was besieged by his enemies. In the end, his body died and his soul disappeared. Only the soul of the sword escaped into the sea with the help of a broken sword and has survived to this day.
Later, Zhang Qing kicked Wang Dong into the sea. By mistake, Wang Dong grabbed the broken sword in his hand. Later, the sixth junior brother with the eyes of a deer-headed mouse dragged Wang Dong to the coast. This sword held the soul of the sword. The broken sword in his body was also brought to the beach by Wang Dong's hand.
The sword soul absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth, slightly strengthened the martial soul, and finally woke up.
Everything was a mistake, and everything was such a coincidence. Wang Dong, who had expelled the fear in his heart and regained his composure, had to admit that there are such coincidences in this world.
Seeing that although the remnant soul of the other party was residing in his mind, he had no intention of harming him, Wang Dong also chatted with this mysterious sword soul without a word.
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After chatting for a long time, they became somewhat familiar with each other. Wang Dong suddenly felt that the mysterious sword soul conveyed a message in his mind, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "You mean, as long as I promise to help your master Sword Saint avenge, you Just teach me a way to open up the Zi Mansion and awaken the martial spirit?"
The mysterious sword spirit said: "The Purple Mansion is blocked because the heavenly spirit is damaged. The practice of warriors is mostly based on the meridians in the body. I have a technique here that can absorb the essence of moonlight and nourish the heavenly spirit. As long as the heavenly spirit is stable, The Zi Mansion is naturally open. As long as the Zi Mansion is open, your martial spirit will naturally be able to awaken..."
Wang Dong thought for a while and asked: "I'm just a waste who can't practice martial arts. Why did you choose me to help your master avenge you? And since your master is called a martial arts saint, he must be quite powerful, so he The enemy is not much weaker, so how can I possibly defeat him?"
"Because your experience is very similar to that of my master!" Daohun said, "My master's martial spirit is the lowest yellow-level martial spirit..."
Wang Dong nodded. Huang-level martial souls were said to be unable to be promoted to the Martial Saint realm. It was unexpected that the senior Sword Saint could break through the shackles and reach the Martial Saint realm step by step. It was really amazing.
"And the secret that allows my master to reach the realm of martial saint lies in the technique that nourishes the heavenly spirit that I just mentioned. So I chose you to help my master avenge, not because of your talent." Here, Daohun gritted his teeth, "Those people with high talents are often white-eyed wolves."
Wang Dong was a little confused, but he heard Dao Hun Xu say again: "What I value most about you is because I can feel your perseverance and unyielding will. This is also the most impossible thing for you to practice my master's skills. The missing factor!”
"Okay, I promise you!" After a moment of silence, Wang Dong replied: "When I have the ability to avenge Senior Sword Saint, I will definitely avenge him."
"When you are able?"
The voice of Daohun was suddenly a little strange, but he did not accuse Wang Dong of being clever. Instead, he gave Wang Dong a mysterious skill called 'Jade Pan Pudu' through his mind.
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The night after March.
As usual, Wang Dong came to the shore where he fell into the sea water, sat cross-legged, and performed the 'Jade Pan Purdue' technique to absorb the essence of the moonlight and nourish the heavenly spirit.
For the past three months, Wang Dong has practiced diligently, training all night long, and it will not end until the moon fades and the sun rises.
The damaged Tianling recovered quickly under the repair of 'Jade Pan Pudu'. Wang Dong also felt more and more refreshed. The feeling of chest tightness and heart palpitations that he had been suppressing before had also disappeared. I think this damaged Tianling is almost repaired.
Wang Dong opened his eyes slightly, his dark pupils became clear and pure, and his eyesight returned to that of ordinary people, able to see clearly in the dark night.
"Recovered?" Wang Dong felt every organ in his body, a little unbelievable.
"Yes, your damaged Heavenly Spirit has been completely repaired, and the Purple Mansion has been opened. It's just around the corner for your martial soul to awaken." The loud voice of the sword soul sounded in Wang Dong's mind.
"Zhang Qing, Liu Zhongzhou, Wang Zhiren, Zhang Shuheng, one day, I, Wang Dong, will step on you one by one."
Wang Dong stood up suddenly and shouted wildly at the sea. The resentment and anger he had suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this moment.
Except for Zhang Qing, all of these people are Guihai Sect disciples who often bully Wang Dong. Even in the past three months, Wang Dong slept until noon every day and carefully avoided these people, but he could not escape. Occasionally, I bumped into them accidentally or inadvertently, and they insulted me a few times.
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In Guihai Sect, the iron door of a secret room opened, and an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the secret room.
"Welcome Master!"
"Welcome Master to come out of seclusion."
Outside the secret room, Nantian Wang and Fuhai Zun, among the three heroes of Guihai, saluted their master, Guihai Sect Master.
"Disciple, no courtesy! It's a pity that our sect still failed to break through to King Wu's realm this time, and fell short. It's a pity." Guihai Sect Leader sighed.
Venerable Fuhai said, "Master, is your mind stuck?"
Guihai Sect Leader nodded and sighed: "You three junior brothers and your wife were in great trouble when I was eager to break through, so I stayed in seclusion and failed to go to help, which led to their death. After finally rescuing my son, I also let him die. He was a good child, but he only had half a life left, so he has been thinking about it for his teacher all these years, and he still can't let go... "
"Master, the most important thing in martial arts practice is to be successful. You must not rush for quick success." Nantian Wang dissuaded: "This is what the master said to the disciple when he was young. Please don't take it to heart. As for the third junior brother and his wife... I guess There are spirits in heaven, and they won’t blame Master.”
The leader of the Guihai Sect waved his hands and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this. The competition between the sects in the East China Sea is coming soon. You two should urge the disciples in the sect to practice, but don't announce it for the time being, so as not to put too much pressure on them. The second is to choose a date. A martial soul awakening ceremony will be held, and the best martial arts disciples will be admitted to the Guihai Sect."
"Yes, Master."
"As you command, Master."
King Nan Tian and Venerable Fu Hai nodded in unison.
"After being in seclusion for so many days, I sent someone to call Dong'er into my room to diagnose and treat his injuries to prevent him from relapsing."
The leader of the Guihai Sect gave the order and walked away to his own residence - Wuliangju.
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Gui Haizong, Wuliangju.
This is the residence of Guihai Sect Master. It is quiet and elegant, surrounded by a sea of bamboos and lush greenery.
"Haha, the sky has eyes, God is merciful, hahaha... Okay, okay, okay!"
An old and hearty laughter suddenly sounded in Wuliangju, and he called three good people in a row, who was Wang Dong's master and the leader of Guihai Sect.
At this time, Wang Dong had been ordered to come to Wuliangju for a while. After Guihai Sect Master used his soul power to check Wang Dong's body, he couldn't help but smile and said with some excitement: "I didn't expect that I didn't break through to the realm of King Wu this time. My son, your injury has healed, your innate ability has made up for it, and even the hole in the Zi Mansion has been opened. It’s true that both a loss and a gain are really comforting to me. Haha!”
"Thanks to Master's careful care of Dong'er over the years, Dong'er's injury was able to heal." Wang Dong replied respectfully.
"There is no need to pat your master's face on Dong'er. If your master could really cure you, he wouldn't have let you endure seventeen years of torture. This is all because your parents have spirits in heaven to help you heal from your injuries."
The leader of the Guihai Sect said: "Since you have supplemented your innate talent and opened the Zifu, awakening the martial soul must not be a problem. Tomorrow is the day when the Guihai Sect recruits new disciples. At that time, you and all the new disciples will go to the Wuzu Temple to awaken the martial soul."
Wuzu Temple!
A temple built to worship the Martial Ancestor!
Wuzu Temple is not unique to Guihaizong on overseas islands. Wuzu Temples can be seen everywhere on the mainland of Kyushu.
Because Martial Ancestor was the first person in Kyushu Continent to carry forward the companion martial spirit. Even though Martial Ancestor Shoujin’s strength when he was incarnation is converted to today, it is only the realm of Martial Master on Kyushu Continent. But he is the most respected sage among generations of warriors in the Kyushu Continent.
Therefore, every warrior who is about to awaken his martial spirit will go to the Wuzu Temple to worship, and the second is to achieve the purpose of awakening his martial spirit.
"Yes, Master!"
While Wang Dong replied sonorously and forcefully, he secretly clenched his fists and said excitedly in his heart, "Finally... I, Wang Dong, will finally have the day to awaken my martial spirit!" !
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Around dusk, Guihai Sect Master sent a boy to invite his disciple Fuhai Venerable.
"I've met Master!"
After a while, Venerable Fuhai, one of the three heroes of Guihai, went to Wuliangju to pay a visit to the leader of Guihai.
Guihai Sect Leader waved his hand and said: "Fu Hai, will you be the one to host the awakening ceremony at Wuzu Temple tomorrow?"
"Yes, Master." Venerable Fuhai asked, "I wonder what Master's instructions are?"
"Dong'er's innate talent has been replenished, the Zi Mansion has been opened, and the martial spirit can already be awakened, so I arranged for him to go to the Wuzu Temple with the new disciples tomorrow to awaken the martial spirit." Guihai Sect Master said in a deep voice: "However, I will take a look. When he was in the body, his martial spirit was also inspected. His martial spirit did not have the vitality of the Xuan-level martial spirit or the divinity of the earth-level martial spirit. It must be the lowest yellow-level martial spirit. Alas... But... This can be regarded as comforting your dead third junior brother and his wife, so that they can finally find peace of mind and rest in peace."
"I didn't expect that the third junior brother is so talented and wise, but Dong'er is so qualified..." Venerable Fu Hai couldn't help but sigh: "Then I don't know what you mean, Master?"
"Arrange Dong'er's ceremony first, so as not to awaken a talented disciple later, which will damage his confidence and be detrimental to his future growth."
"This... okay, listen to Master, the disciple will definitely make arrangements according to Master's instructions tomorrow."
Venerable Fuhai agreed, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. The master was too protective of Dong'er, and that's why he was so careless. You must know that these new disciples will practice in Guihai Sect in the future. They can hide it for a while, but they cannot hide it for the rest of their lives!
(End of chapter)