He was extremely confident and extremely conceited. The implication of the knife's defeat was that even Bai Junlang, the "Sea Tiger" that year, did not take it seriously. However, among the people present, no one had the opportunity to contact him personally and verify the power of the "Sea Tiger Blasting Fist", so no one could prove whether "Sound Slaying" was really better than the Blasting Fist. However, as long as you think about the brilliant achievements of the "Ghost Tooth Martial God" back then, you can know that he would not be a person who speaks nonsense. Since he dared to speak like this, he would definitely not be aimless.

So, if you want to gain strength, do you really just need to be defeated by the effective magic knife and embark on the same path as him? Some people feel scared, some people feel excited, some people feel angry, and some people think and bow their heads and ponder. In an instant, the banquet turned silent.

After a long time, Dao Qiubai suddenly laughed again, breaking the embarrassing silence during the banquet. He looked around to everyone and said slowly: "Relax a little more. Hailan, Takeda Takashi, Feng Shouyu, you three, don't be so surprised. Although I focus on practicing knife, I am not a person who knows nothing about human nature. If the cow doesn't want to drink water, I can't press the cow down. So I will never force you to do anything."

Takeda and Feng Shouyu, after hearing this, their faces turned much better. The nerves that were as tight as bowstrings, finally slowly relaxed. Only Lan Hai's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth became even more faint, and there was a hint of sneer. Just because his son refused to learn swords from him, he could cut his own flesh and blood into half without hesitation. In order to find an opponent, this ghost-toothed martial god could use any means and do anything, and there was absolutely no "bottom line" or "lower limit" when doing things. Hey, who is a normal person with normal intelligence would believe this kind of nonsense?

Lan Hai didn't believe it, Takeda and Feng Shouyu were not fools, so naturally they wouldn't believe it either. However, facing the situation of Knife Qiubai, the pressure they were under was too great, and they almost exceeded the endurance limit. Therefore, giving appropriate comfort is still very helpful in sootheing their tension. When they calm down later, they will of course understand what happened. However, that doesn't matter. Because Knife Qiubai originally just needs to plant a seed in the hearts of these three craftable materials. The relaxation after extreme tension is just suitable for the seed that has just been planted and germinated.

I have been wandering around for more than ten years, but although I have never achieved my goal, I have already made Dao Qiubai understand one truth: hasteness will not be achieved.

A few dry laughter passed, and the Ghost Tooth Martial God grabbed the hat, put it on again to cover his face, stood up leisurely with a white wooden stick, and said, "Haha, don't be so nervous. Even if I learn swords from me, it doesn't mean I have to do the same thing. You should all see clearly the power of "Sadness-killing". Whether to learn swords from me is up to you, I will never force you. But... a tall building is on the ground. No matter how far you can go on this road, at least you must take the first step first, otherwise there is no way to start. I will say this. How to choose next, think about it yourself."

Before everyone could answer, Dao Qiubai suddenly returned from the cold-blooded and ruthless ghost-toothed martial god to the old and weak old man. He clenched his fists and flipped his arms, pounded his back a few times, then coughed twice, sighing, "I'm old and useless. Cough cough~~ I just had two glasses of wine, but I felt a little drunk. I have to have a good rest." Without waiting for everyone to answer, he hunched his body and walked slowly out of the door. In the blink of an eye, the regular "可~可~" gradually disappeared, and it can be seen that he had gone far.

A whimpering sound came, and a gust of cold wind suddenly flowed backwards from outside the open paper door. The sound of raindrops falling from "sand~" followed one after another. The cold and cold rain intersected, and the temperature in the room dropped by two or three degrees Celsius in an instant. Takeda Shinko shrank and subconsciously leaned on her husband's shoulder. Takeda Takashi subconsciously reached out and hugged his wife's soft waist. But despite snuggling with each other, the couple still felt cold all over their bodies, without any warmth. Feng Shouyu next to him knelt on the ground, as if he was in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking. As for Coral, she also felt like she fell into an ice cave, and even shivered on her skin. But even so, she didn't dare to lean against Lan Hai for that sense of security, and could only force herself to endure it. The small appearance looked even more pitiful.

The situation has evolved to this point, and the banquet can't be held anymore. Lan Hai shook his head and chuckled, calmly picked up the chopsticks again, and ate the food on the wine table in front of him like a wind and cloudless. Then he stood up and said in a calm voice: "Master Takeda, it's not too early, we have to go back to the room to rest. See you tomorrow. Haishan, let's go." He also turned around without waiting for the answer. Coral was stunned, woke up from a dream and said "Oh~" and stood up to salute Takeda and his wife, and trotted and chased them out in a hurry.

As soon as Lan Hai and Coral left, Feng Shouyu stood up immediately. His eyes were still straight and he said in a hoarse voice: "Master of the Pavilion. I...I will go back first." No matter the voice, tone and movement, they were like puppets, both mechanical and stiff. At this time, the rain was already heavy, but Feng Shouyu seemed to care nothing, and walked straight into the heavy rain and disappeared into the dark night.

Looking at the back of his elder disciple who gradually disappeared, it passed for a long time. The owner of the "Duanshuiliu" finally struggled to escape from the state like a clay sculpture. He "huh~~" long breath of stuffy breath in his chest. He hugged his wife tighter and said word by word: "[Slay with your heart]... the invincible power in the world, it turns out... it turns out that this is how I got back. If... If... If I..."

"Kang, Fuko knows that you have always wanted to go to the next level, right?" Takeda Fuko suddenly raised her head. She looked up at her husband and said softly: "But over the past few years, it is obvious that your sword skills and power have reached a bottleneck. No matter how hard you practice, there is no progress, right? Every time I look at Kang you, Fuko feels so heartbroken and heartbroken. Fuko just regrets that he is useless and can't help Kang you. But now... as long as... Kang, Fuko just wants to tell you that being able to become a husband and wife with you is the happiest thing in your life. So, as long as you can help Kang you, no matter what you need Kang, even if you die, Fuko is willing. Absolutely, and there will never be any complaints, and there will be no regrets."

"Sadness and righteousness, the truth is to kill with heart. The truth is to kill with heart..." Takeda Ting over and over again, muttering the eight words full of demonic temptation. The expression between his eyebrows was always changing. Suddenly, he shouted "ah~" and waved his arms forward. In the crisp noise of "Ping Zero Pong~", all the cups and dishes on the wine table were all smashed to pieces by the floor. This was not enough. Takeda Ting was breathing heavily like a cow, stood up and kicked out hard, kicking the wine table out in the air, and "huh~" through the paper door of the hall, and crashed straight into the rockery in the courtyard.

"Crash~" amid the sound, the wooden wine case and the stone rockery collided to pieces at the same time. The rocks and broken wood collapsed, mixing into a large pile of them. The owner of the museum's eyes turned red and shouted: "If you don't learn anymore, I'll learn anymore! What kind of bastards are "heartbroken"? I can't agree, I can't agree no matter what! I want me to kill the scepter in exchange for strength? Absurd! Funny! Impossible! Killing close relatives and destroying human nature. Even if you can be invincible in the world in the end, what's the point? What's the point? Killing a knife, the ghost-tooth martial god! I Takeda Takashi will never learn this hateful cold-blooded sword technique like you! Have you heard it? Have you heard it?"

Dao Qiubai heard it. However, he was already lying in his room to rest, except for a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not react any other than a sarcastic smile on his lips. Lan Hai and Coral also heard it. Coral was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, put his palms together, closed his eyes and murmured to pray. Beside him, Lan Hai, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, turned around and looked in the direction where Takeda Takashi was. He showed nothing and closed his eyes again. Outside the gym, Feng Guyu, who was in heavy rain, also heard it. He stopped and stared at a daze for a few seconds. Suddenly, he bit his lips hard, and his eyes were bright and bright. He tightened his steps without looking back and ran away like a flying.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the stars and silver moon were covered by dark clouds, and there was only a rumbling sound left between the sky and the earth, and in addition, it was completely impossible to reach out to see the five fingers. However, all of this was not a problem for Feng Shouyu. Knowing what the goal was and having already identified the path he was going to walk, he would never have to worry about getting lost. In a moment, he turned a few street corners, and a light suddenly lit up in front of him. It was a house, which belonged to Feng Shouyu's own home. He slowed down, ran, walked towards his door, and reached out to pull the copper bell bell beside the door.

The pleasant sound of "Ding Dong~" could not even cover it up. Footsteps followed one after another, and soon, the old wooden door with peeling off paint had opened "Ga~". A pretty young woman's face immediately reflected in Feng Shouyu's pupils under the flames of the kerosene lamp. She was not someone else, but Feng Shouyu's wife and beauty.

At first sight, when she saw her husband's embarrassing appearance soaked by the heavy rain, Kazumi was startled on the spot. She blurted out: "Ashou? Why did you do this? Come in quickly, don't catch a cold." She reached out and pulled her husband into the house, then carefully closed the door bolt. Feng Shouyu's face turned pale, his expression was gloomy, he pursed his lips tightly, took off his mud-filled shoes in the entrance hall without saying a word, and then walked into the small living room. Kazumi caught up and put down the kerosene lamp, took out a few dry towels from the drawer with quick hands and feet, and said softly: "Ashou, wipe your body first." He went forward to take off all the clothes and pantyhose all over her husband, and then wiped them carefully with a towel.

Kami is a very careful woman. Although she didn't know what her husband had encountered outside, she could guess that Feng Shouyu must have suffered setbacks and felt depressed. She was just an ordinary person. She had no power and no background, so she could not give her husband too much help. The only thing she could do was to do as her wife, so that her husband would not have to worry about this small family.

Helping her husband dry her body and hair, she found clean old clothes to serve her husband with them. Hemi picked up the pile of wet clothes and towels and said softly: "Ashou, you can rest for a while. Hemi will make you ginger soup to drive away the cold. By the way, have you eaten? Do you want to put a bowl of noodles and then make an egg to fill your stomach?"

Feng Shouyu's eyes were straight, as if he didn't hear it, but he nodded slowly. Seeing that her husband finally reacted, he was no longer as insane as before, he was even more happy. She moved quickly, boiled water and beat the noodles under the eggs. It didn't take long to make a bowl of steaming and fragrant egg noodles. Hemi brought the noodles in, but Feng Shouyu didn't say much, picked up the chopsticks and ate it. After a while, Feng swept the clouds and ate a large bowl of noodles. Put down the chopsticks and wiped his mouth, and slowly said: "It's delicious. The egg noodles made by Hemi have always been the best. And I will always remember the taste of this bowl of noodles tonight."

"Ashou, what's wrong with you?" Her husband's performance was so unusual. Even if Kazumi wanted to act like nothing happened, it wouldn't work. She said softly: "Ashou, if you want to say something in your heart, then say it out. Although Kazumi is not capable of helping Ashou you solve problems, at least she can always share your worries."

Feng Shouyu was silent for a while and said, "The child... has already fallen asleep? Hemi, go and bring the child over, I want to see him."

Still not saying why she was worried, but Kazumi didn't dare to ask again. She sighed worriedly and nodded, "Okay, A Shou, wait a moment." She got up and walked up to the second floor, picked up her son who had just turned one year old, and then went back into the living room. She just crossed the threshold with her right foot when she was suddenly shocked.

Under the light of the kerosene lamp, Feng Shouyu was holding a long sword with elegant and smooth shape and simple decoration. He drew his sword out of the sheath, but when he saw the blade as dark as ink, he could see a little flash of starlight, just like the Milky Way flowing in the sky, which was so beautiful. This is the treasure of the Feng family, known as the magic weapon of the ancient Fusang prince - Kurokawa.

This knife is extremely sharp and precious at the same time. Feng Shouyu will never take out this heirloom treasure during casual matters. Hemiya was even more worried, but she still forced herself to smile and whispered: "Ashou, the child is here. Put down the knife first, okay? Don't hurt the child accidentally."

Feng Shouyu's face was gloomy and said, "Hemei, come and sit down. I have something very important to tell you." Hemei forced herself to suppress her uneasiness and sat in front of her husband with her sleeping son. Feng Shouyu lowered his head and gently stroked the sword, and slowly said, "Hemei, you have always known what kind of person I am. Talent, talent, and hard work. I have almost all the factors that must be successful. The only thing I lack is just a little opportunity. And I am also ready to use ten times of my efforts to make up for this shortcoming. But..."

Feng Shouyu paused and continued, "To start from the bottom, every step is full of countless risks. If I can live for a long time, then I believe that I will be able to stand out one day. Getting the status of commander is just a matter of time sooner or later. Even if I want to become a martial god, there is no chance. But... who can say the future is accurate? Life is short, and my destiny is unpredictable. The longer I wait, the greater the possibility of being unsure. So when the opportunity comes, I know that I must not hesitate, and I must hold this opportunity in my hand no matter what."

The more I heard, the more uneasy he felt. I couldn't help but ask, "Then...Ashou, have you... seized the opportunity?"

"Not yet, but it's almost done." The temperature in Feng Shouyu's tone suddenly became very cold. He said slowly: "Today, I met a very, very amazing figure. He was the invincible ghost-tooth martial god twenty years ago. If I could get his teachings, then I would not only climb the Dragon Gate, but also make my own power more powerful than ever. Even if I can't be invincible in the world, there is no problem to become a martial god. So, I immediately became a disciple of the ghost-tooth martial god, hoping to learn swords from him."

He Meixin felt sad and said, "Ashou, then did the Ghost Ya Martial God reject you?"

"No rejection. But he didn't agree either." Feng Shouyu said in a narrow voice: "He just gave me a test. If he can pass, I can follow him and learn the invincible sword technique in the world. But if he can't pass... he didn't say it clearly, but I definitely understand what the result is."

Feng Shouyu's voice became louder and louder, and his emotions became more and more excited. He couldn't help but reach out and pinched Hemei's wrist tightly. His facial features were twisted and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't pass the test, then even if you learn his sword skills, you will never achieve anything. I'm not willing to give up, I'm unwilling to give up! Hemei, can you help me? Help me pass the test, stand out, and be the best person! Be the martial god that millions of people admire!"

——I am so shameless that I want to red the dividing line—

Since the series of the Divine Soldier Emperor, I have always won a full attendance award of 300 yuan in Zongheng. But from now on, I decided to win a full attendance award of 500 yuan in 12. Work hard! Come on!
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