Chapter 7: No one who leaves Penglai can't use a sword
Ruan Wei is a person who never gives up, and she is the same in this world.
Smart, calm, and often self-proclaimed passionate.
Damn it.
If she doesn't fight back with a sword in this life, she won't be named Ruan!
His stomach was still churning, but Ruan Wei swallowed with difficulty.
Feng Wuya had already drawn her sword, but Xiao Xuantong was one step ahead of her and caught the first sword. There was another clanging sound when the two of them collided.
The second sword, the third sword...
"Huh?" Feng Wuya asked in surprise. Xiao Xuan received more calls than before, but he still shook his head and said, "Now that you have a junior sister, you can't hide anymore."
This time, Xiao Xuantong flew farther than last time, and the heavy sound when he fell to the ground struck Ruan Wei's heart.
The other end fell.
The wind was blowing in my face.
This time, Ruan Wei immediately took a step back and retracted the magic sword in her hand. She could not block the master's first sword.
Feng Wuya raised his eyebrows. Weiwei was smarter than the young and foolish boss after all.
I remember that Xiao Xuantong was beaten for three days before he learned to dodge.
There's nothing you can do about it, he's born stubborn.
Xiao Xuantong's sword is the sword intent of Pojun that moves forward.
Although he was the one who taught him, He Feng Wuya actually did not inherit the same sword intent.
Ruan Wei knows how to avoid his weaknesses.
But it's still too small.
She only had time to take a step back. Such a small person, this step was not even as big as Feng Wuya's foot.
The wooden sword still mercilessly knocked her away.
Still a huge force came at him, and this time he focused on dodging, but he failed to block it well, and the hilt of the sword hit his finger bone, and he flew backwards. Ruan Wei still had the leisure to think that at least his senior brother didn't have to pick up the sword this time.
Xiao Xuantong jumped up again, picked up Ruan Wei and put him on the ground.
Ruan Wei landed on the ground, feeling nauseous again and receiving two heavy blows.
My legs feel weak.
Xiao Xuantong wanted to help her, but Ruan Wei waved her hand and climbed up tremblingly with the help of Ling Jian. After she stood up, her body was still shaking. She was not yet fully grown, and looked only a few feet taller than Ling Jian.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Wuya swung his sword again.
The two were picked up again and again.
In the next few times, Xiao Xuantong was no longer able to catch Ruan Wei before she fell to the ground.
Ruan Wei first fell hard on the ground, and then summed up his experience.
It flew up, hugged its head first, then curled up and rolled a few times, and it didn't feel any pain when it landed.
…
It was called morning exercises, but in fact it was just a beating for the whole morning.
Ruan Wei couldn’t remember how many times he fell, and his forehead was full of stars.
"Okay, let's stop here for today."
Feng Wuya put away the wooden sword.
Hearing this, Ruan Wei lost all his composure and sat down on the ground.
Xiao Xuan is better than her.
At least he was standing steadily by leaning on the raven.
Feng Wuya walked over with amusement, meeting Ruan Wei's instantly wary eyes, "Why, don't you want to learn sword?"
"Ahem—Master, I didn't say, yes, this is how to learn sword."
The wind was so strong that Ruan Wei couldn't speak clearly.
"Sword cultivator," Feng Wuya pointed at himself, then lifted Ruan Wei up, "It's all achieved with one strike of sword."
"Once you take a sword strike, you'll know how to block it."
"I was also beaten by your master."
"He wouldn't even give us a quarter of an hour to rest. He flew away one after another, and often flew away again just as he crawled back. Your Second Uncle was the toughest, and he flew away the most."
He greeted me from a distance, "My senior brother and I are the same."
As he spoke, the formation that sealed the spiritual power was also closed.
As his spiritual energy began to flow through his body again, the chill of the mountain wind gradually faded. Ruan Wei's pale complexion instantly softened, and his trembling stopped.
"I understand, Master."
Ruan Wei seemed to be thinking, "But Second Uncle is a physical cultivator, does he have to learn swordsmanship as well?"
"Of course I have to learn," Feng Wuya brushed the dust off her fleece coat and said with a smile, "Who from Penglai doesn't know how to use a sword? No matter what you practice, the sword is always a cultivator's last resort to protect themselves."
"The great Dao of the world, sword cultivators are only those who enter the Dao through sword."
"But no matter how you enter the Tao, the world of cultivation only cares about your strength."
Chao Jian emerged from the deep forest, wearing a gray Taoist robe and looking thin. He stroked the dust in his hands and said, "Don't be too rigid in one path. The more you learn, the less you worry about being too complicated. The more you learn, the less you worry about not having enough time to apply it."
"Second Uncle Master." Xiao Xuantong bowed to Chao Jian.
Chao Jian nodded and said, "Let's go."
The two of them went into the deep forest.
"Brother, are you going to learn physical training from Second Uncle?"
Ruan Wei wrapped her woolen coat tightly around her body.
"Yeah." Feng Wuya touched Ruan Wei's head.
The braids she had tied today were fastened with a headband and felt a little prickly.
"I haven't mentioned this to you, but your senior brother was born with the Buddha's light, and physical training is his innate skill." Feng Wuya took the spiritual sword Ruan Wei used today, casually broke it a few inches, and returned it to her. "It's in the ferry fishing village. After he was born, I went down the mountain to accept him as my disciple and brought him back to Penglai to educate him."
Feng Wuya continued, "He only has the Buddha's light, but no wisdom. I think he gave it up in his previous life."
"With his foolishness, it's no surprise that he would sacrifice himself to save the world."
Ruan Wei was listening intently when suddenly a piece of residual memory exploded in his mind.
The senior brother, seemingly grown into adulthood, still wore a cold, aloof demeanor, his tall robe draped over his shoulders, his brow rimmed with frost. Carrying a raven, he walked through a deep valley and a forest, surrounded by a thick mist that obscured the sun. Suddenly, his memory seemed to freeze. The walking senior brother suddenly vanished, and a flashback appeared: a black bird collapsed on a distant hill. Ruan Wei watched Xiao Xuantong approach the bird, then saw the senior brother pick it up. Suddenly, a flash of blood flashed.
A crow feather fell in front of her.
Ruan Wei closed his eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.
It’s my senior brother.
Is this the original ending?
What kind of bird is that? Is it the demon that the senior brother rescued in the original novel?
"Wei Wei?!"
Ruan Wei heard Feng Wuya scream.
She couldn't answer, so she straightened her body and fell backwards suddenly.
The sea of consciousness was dark.
Here again.
Ruan Wei returned to the pointer deep in his sea of consciousness, the world collapse index.
75%?
How come it rose again?
【The reason for the rise cannot be detected.】
Ruan Wei, "Didn't you say we're going back to the beginning of the world?"
The system is also very depressed.
[Yes, the previous ending was due to the death of the Demon Lord, whose demonic energy was buried in Cangshan Mountain for a lifetime. Then, Penglai was slaughtered, and the ten thousand year old immortal site was stained with resentment. There were also some other reasons. In short, the spiritual power and demonic energy in this world were not balanced. After the son of destiny ascended, this world was destroyed.]
[It shouldn't be like this. No one else in this world should remember this except you.]
Ruan Wei recalled the scene he had just seen, Xiao Xuantong's cold back, and the crow feather that fell when he flew.
There was a strange pain in my chest.
"Help me," Ruan Wei took a deep breath, her long eyelashes raised, her eyes cold, "Why did I see my senior brother?"
"That's not my memory."
"You said that the ending was just a script. How could something that hasn't happened yet appear in my memory?"
The sea of consciousness suddenly became agitated.
Ruan Wei felt unprecedented discomfort in his sea of consciousness.
[Zi...Ruan, Wei...Zi——]
There seemed to be some other sounds mixed in with the electronic sound.
Ruan Wei's eyes widened.
She had heard of it.
[Host, please explore on your own. 】
Suddenly, the system seemed to have noticed nothing and returned to the cold AI recitation.
The sea of consciousness is silent.
A moment of tranquility.
Ruan Wei suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked quietly at the pointer that began to swing.
…
"Ruan Wei."
A gentle female voice.
Ruan Wei opened her eyes in a daze and met Cui Yanjun's deep eyes.
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