Chapter 282: Chapter 282 the sick sword

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Ta ta ta!

A horse-drawn carriage traveled on the earth, simple and ordinary.

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In the Jianghu of the southwest, there were many martial arts sects. Many of them competed with each other, and their combat power was comparable to that of the Western era. Those swordsmen who cultivated to the extreme could cut mountains and break rivers with one sword.

In the end, Mengmei gritted her teeth and gave her price. She was too curious!

Xu Zhi hid in the mirror image and looked at the guy with great interest. He suddenly felt quite comfortable. He had just tricked someone, and now his heart was in pain.

there is only one person in the world who could assassinate all the grandmasters in the pugilistic world and break the gate of heaven with a sword as a mere mortal. He is Liu Wenjian.

An indifferent voice sounded from the carriage. It was Bai Xiaosheng who answered the question.

As usual, he turned his head slightly and looked out of the window coldly. 80 years ago, in the pugilist world, there was a swordsmithing family, the Liu family. They had excellent swordsmithing skills, but their cultivation levels were not high for generations. They did not have any killing techniques and made a living by forging swords.

The clan head of that generation was only at the divine treasure realm, but his swordsmithing skills were exquisite. He forged peerless swords and all kinds of divine weapons for the heroes of the world.

He was famous, but he had a daughter who couldn’t inherit the family business. Liu Wenjian was still weak and sickly. His meridians were blocked, so he couldn’t cultivate. He carried the forging hammer and said,

However, Liu Wenjian’s personality was a stubborn one. As she watched her father leave with disappointment in his eyes, she hated herself for not being a man and not being able to inherit the family business. Even as a woman, she was weak and sickly and could not cultivate. When it came to forging, she was unyielding and unyielding. She continued to study in the study room and learned everything about her family’s sword forging. She was so immersed in it that she had even reached an unprecedented level of swordsmithing.

At the age of twenty-three, she had a shocking talent for forging and guided the craftsmen of the Liu family. Even though she couldn’t forge personally, it was enough to make the Liu family rise.

She had won over a man’s body and thought that she had finally made it through and lived through the first half of her difficult life.

However, there were villains in Jianghu.

A few major sects obtained a piece of meteoric iron transformed from the heavenly Dao bone armor and came to control all the men in the Liu family’s manor house to forge a divine weapon for them. Then, once the divine weapon was formed, they killed the blacksmith who forged the divine weapon. Only the old, the weak, the women, and the children were left in the Liu family. Liu Wenjian hid among them and escaped from the disaster.”

Meng Mei and the little fox lowered their heads and looked at the old and weak woman with a broken arm lying in the carriage. They just listened quietly without saying a word.

“Then, Liu Wenjian turned into a mad demon.”

Bai Xiaosheng’s face was still cold and emotionless. He slowly said, she hated herself for being useless, not for a man. She hated herself for studying hard, but she couldn’t wield the iron hammer.

She hated herself even more for being powerless, her meridians blocked, unable to cultivate, and unable to take revenge. She wailed hysterically and actually put her arm into the furnace,

She was crazy. She used her hatred, despair, and sorrow to wave a small hammer with blood and tears. In the raging fire, she endured the pain and forged her arm. She threw in all kinds of divine gold and purple copper to clear the blocked meridians.”

To forge his own flesh and blood into a weapon?

Meng Mei held her breath and her eyes were filled with horror. She could not imagine the pain and knew the madness and sorrow she had fallen into. Time and time again, she had tried to struggle out of her fate, but she had been shattered by her rough life!

She hated herself for being useless. Her meridians were blocked, so she actually wanted to use this method to open up her meridians so that she could cultivate and take revenge.

her path of forging is close to that of a God. After she opened up her meridians, she cut off her own arm and continued forging. She forged thousands of times and condensed. cultivator’s dantian in her arm. Every hammer strike was marvelous and landed in an unimaginable position, forging the Taoist connotation … She forged her arm into a divine sword. She couldn’t cultivate, but she controlled her sword to cultivate. Swords had dantian, so she continuously forged the sword like a mad demon, pouring hot blood into it. ”

Wandering know-it-all lowered his head and looked at the old woman with a weathered face, ” she called the sword the sword sick sword to indicate that she was seriously ill.

She was a mortal with a mortal body, and she could get sick or catch a cold. With a peerless weapon that could be cultivated and her body strengthened, she could sneak in the shadows and use her exquisite swordsmanship to see through the movement of the other party’s meridians. She killed him with one strike and then fled far away to slaughter the sect of her old enemy to take revenge.”

Meng Mei’s voice gradually turned solemn. After hearing this, she had already understood some things. She suddenly said, ” she is ultimately a mortal who can not cultivate and has a divine weapon. She will grow old and die of illness. Her body is extremely weak. Once she is hit, she will die instantly. She has no defense and only has extreme attacks. However, because she is a mortal and does not have the aura of a cultivator, she can launch sneak attacks in the dark. She is already the strongest assassin.

Hu haihan the little fox continued,”if she’s a mortal, then everything makes sense!” She was most active when she was around 30 to 40 years old. After that, her body aged and she became as pitiful as a mortal. She had a short life and was like a withered flower. She gradually became powerless and could only rely on her walking stick. Therefore, she wanted to break open the gate of heaven at the most glorious moment, at the age of 40, to leave an eternity for herself.”

“An ordinary person whose battle prowess is as heaven-defying as a cultivator? An extreme sword immortal? However, there were life and death, and the desire to open the gate of heaven before dying of old age … It’s a pity that she failed.” Meng Mei opened her mouth and looked at the old woman with a broken arm. She sighed, ” her sword is broken, and her dream of the pugilistic world is completely over. She has truly become a real mortal, old and decrepit …

Duan Qianyu knew her, but after she failed, she could not find this young friend of hers. She knew that she was a stubborn and proud person, unyielding to fate. She disappeared into the vast sea of people and would not accept her help. Instead, she died of old age in a corner with no one.

Therefore, this demigod chose to break open the gate of heaven and pay tribute to this short-lived legend.

Her life was like a weapon. She was polished from a rough embryo, constantly burning in suffering, forging step by step, breaking through her own self, and then encountering new difficulties. Thousands of refinements, the edge of a sword was honed from the grinding, the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, but in the end, she still did not win.”

“The heavens are unfair! I have to find time to go back and beat up the heavens.”

Meng Mei lowered her head and looked at the old lady. now, she has come to our place.

It was hard to imagine that she was really a mortal who had forged a sword with terrifying willpower. She had been plagued by bad luck all her life, but she had struggled all the way. It was simply incredible that she could reach this point with a mortal body.

She was already sick, and she hoped that she would not be too sick, but in the end, she could not escape this old age.

Xu Zhi was also sighing.

He had not known of this person’s existence before and had almost missed him. This was the lack of metricness of the intelligent sub-brain. In her judgment and big data screening, this person was just a low-level mortal.

Her intelligence was not high, and she did not have earth-shaking talent. Her aptitude was only above average, and she was not even as talented as the saintesses just now.

One was either talented or intelligent. This was a true expert. Perseverance and obsession would allow one to create an incredible path.

“Teacher, what should we do?” The little fox Hu haihan asked. He really admired such a legend.

“Of course, we’ll follow the previous rules.” Meng Mei replied. She looked at the unconscious old lady, then at Bai Xiaosheng, and revealed a strange smile.