"However, the side effects of this forbidden area are also very obvious." Yuan Gang continued.
"side effect?"
Lin Qiye frowned slightly. This was the first time he heard that the Forbidden Ruins had side effects.
"【Liuli Pure Heart】, allows him to possess the purest mind. He will never speculate on other people's thoughts with malice, so he easily trusts others.
However, such a pure heart is not a good thing in modern society.
This is what is called good people are often bullied.
Because he was too kind and innocent, he was deceived, used, and bullied again and again when he was a child... He experienced pranks, fraud, borrowing money, slander, spreading rumors, and basically all the school bullying you can think of. Later, he didn't even finish junior high school and was forced to drop out of school.
His parents were addicted to gambling and owed a lot of debts. Later, they simply abandoned little Zhou Ping and ran away to the north. The debt collectors came to their door, but fortunately his third uncle found him in time, rescued him from the debt collectors, and brought him back to his own local restaurant.
Later, the homeless little Zhou Ping stayed with his third uncle. His third uncle treated him very well and raised him with great care. Later, he began to help the store to repay his third uncle and earn some pocket money..."
After Yuan Gang finished speaking, Lin Qiye and the others fell silent.
“How can these people be so bad?!” Galan punched the table angrily, almost overturning it.
"If it were an ordinary person, after going through so many things, his temperament would have changed drastically. He might have started to take revenge on society, or he might have sunk into darkness, or he might have become extremely selfish and gone astray...
But Zhou Ping won’t.
He felt wronged and uncomfortable. He couldn't understand why all this happened, but his way of fighting against the world was to close his wounded heart, stop communicating with others, and devote himself to the beautiful and simple story.
He didn’t despair about society, nor did he feel that the world was unfair. He just learned to protect himself.”
"So this is how Senior Sword Saint's social phobia came about..."
Cao Yuan let out a long sigh.
"When the realm of spiritual power reaches a certain height, if you want to make further progress, you need a breakthrough in your state of mind. The mental trauma you suffered in your early years has become the biggest obstacle to the Sword Saint's progress." Yuan Gang spoke slowly.
“But Commander Yeh always believed that he was the person in the world most likely to break that ceiling.
As long as he can jump over the hurdle in his heart and release [Liuli Pure Heart] without reservation,
His clear and pure heart and sword will become the hope of the entire Daxia."
Baili Pangpang nodded thoughtfully.
"I'm curious about one more thing." He asked, "Since the Sword Saint had become autistic, how did Commander Ye get him to come out and become the Sword Saint of Great Xia?"
When Yuan Gang heard this question, he smiled slightly.
"I said, his world is simple and pure..."
…
Fog.
City fragments.
In the dim and warm underground garage, Zhou Ping, his black shirt stained with blood, walked slowly to the side of the stove, carrying a frozen passerby on his back.
“Cough cough cough…”
He coughed violently a few times, his brows slightly furrowed. He bent down and gently placed the passerby behind him next to the stove.
He stretched out his trembling right hand and probed the passerby's nose for a moment.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Senior Sword Saint, this is the last batch." Lu Yu carried the equally unconscious passerby on his back, placed him next to the stove, then turned to Zhou Ping and said.
"Have all the streets been searched?"
"The search is complete."
"Yeah." Zhou Ping nodded.
He walked to the corner of the garage, his steps a little unsteady, leaned against a pillar, and slowly sat down...
His right hand was still shaking slightly.
His eyes reflected the flickering light of the fire in the stove in the dim parking lot. It was unknown what he was thinking. After a long time, he gently closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, a faint voice came from a distance.
Zhou Ping frowned and tried hard to open his eyes. Bloodshot veins cling to his eyes, making him look extremely haggard.
In another corner of the parking lot, Chen Han, with a pale face, walked up to Zhou Ping with three children aged seven or eight.
Zhou Ping looked at the three children with surprise in his eyes.
"My mental power is limited, and I can't heal everyone for now... I'll just save the children first." Chen Han said weakly, "These three children seem to have good talents. They actually got rid of the influence of the strong wind and woke up.
Lu Yu, you and Senior Sword Saint take care of these three children. "
"yes!"
Lu Yu walked quickly to the three children. After resting for a while, Chen Han walked to the other side of the garage.
The three children, two boys and one girl, were all wearing thick clothes to keep warm. Perhaps because they had been freezing outside for too long, their cheeks were red and their lips were a little purple, but their eyes were still as bright as stars.
"What are your names?" Lu Yu asked.
"My name is Li Ruodie." The girl said softly.
"My name is Wang Jiaqi."
"Chen Nan."
The three children glanced at the unconscious passers-by nearby, and there seemed to be some fear in their eyes.
"Big brother, are you also a night watchman?" Although Li Ruodie is a girl, she seems to be quite courageous. She looked at Lu Yu curiously with her gem-like eyes and asked.
"Do you know the Night Watchman?" Lu Yu asked in surprise.
"That brother just told us that," Wang Jiaqi replied. "He said that the night watchman is the superman who protects us."
Lu Yu smiled and said, "Then I am indeed the night watchman."
"What about you, brother?"
Li Ruodie looked at Zhou Ping who was huddled in the corner.
Zhou Ping paused and spoke hoarsely, "I'm not a night watchman."
"Although he is not a night watchman, he is a superman who is more powerful than the night watchman." Lu Yu patiently explained to the children, "He is the sword master of our Daxia."
"Sword Saint?"
Several children opened their mouths wide.
Chen Nan stared at Zhou Ping for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Brother, can you become invisible and use Blade Storm?"
"Stupid Li Nan, you're not the sword master in the game!" Li Ruodie corrected.
"oh……"
"Daxia's Sword Saint, that sounds awesome!" Wang Jiaqi looked at Zhou Ping with admiration, "Brother Sword Saint, how did you become a Sword Saint? Can I become a Sword Saint in the future?"
Zhou Ping stood there in a daze.
His eyes were fixed on the three children, but his thoughts had gone back to many years ago.
…
It was an ordinary afternoon.
Zhou Ping rolled up his sleeves and sat on the steps of his third uncle's local restaurant, washing vegetables carefully.
A man in a dark red cloak sat next to him.
Zhou Ping was concentrating on washing vegetables and didn't notice his presence at all.
The man stared at him for a long time, then smiled.
"Your name is Zhou Ping?"
Zhou Ping raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wrist, and nodded.
"My name is Ye Fan." said the man.
"oh."
Zhou Ping glanced at him and lowered his head to continue washing the vegetables.
"..." Ye Fan paused, "Do you want to be the ceiling of humanity?"
“What is the human ceiling?”
"That's right, the person who can hold up the sky when it collapses." Ye Fan pointed to the sky above his head.
"I don't understand."
"It is to protect this country and these people... the strongest among mankind." Ye Fan explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way.
Zhou Ping thought for a moment, "Similar to a hero?"
"Yes, similar to the hero."
Zhou Ping thought for a moment and said, "Being a hero sounds good, but I don't like the name 'human ceiling'. It's not domineering enough."
"What do you want to be called?"
Zhou Ping lowered his head, shook the water off his hands, and glanced at the wooden sword on the steps.
"Sword Saint." He said, "If you want me to be the Sword Saint of Daxia, I will agree to it."
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