Hidden Blade Chapter 1: My fate

The sky was dark, and Xu Han woke up from the inn in the small town.

The word awake is used here, which is somewhat inappropriate.

Accurately speaking, he awoke from entering concentration.

Nine days have passed since the Battle of Dahuang City.

Zhou Zhang, or it should be called Mu Qingshan, led fifty thousand Mu’s army back to Tianshan Pass with that Muliang, Lin Yuguo also stationed in Dahuangcheng with the remnants of 60,000 Dahuangcheng, and began to slowly repair it. Dao the world's first male pass.

The situation in Jizhou is stable, and Xu Han and the others set out to return to Chang'an after arranging everything.

Xu Han, who has been a beggar for twelve years, is very good at being prepared for danger in times of peace. He will not relax because of these Xu's victories, but he will work harder.

Xu Han has seen the strength of the Mu's army.

Xu Han has also experienced the magical awe-inspiring righteousness of the red-robed officials.

Together with the Yuanguilong who saw the dragon without seeing the tail, he defeated the immortal with one sword and the cavalry with one sword.

Such a Tiance Mansion was defeated by Zhu Xian. Today, there are only more than 50,000 people in the Mujia army. The Hongpao Gongqing can successfully recall the old ministries, and it will not exceed the number of five hundred if you think about it, but Yuan Guilong has only There is one sword left, such a Tiance Mansion, in front of Chang Yesi who is in the sky, I am afraid it can only be counted as an ant.

To turn over, Xu Han knew he still had a long way to go.

So Xu Han never stopped his practice even when he was on the road.

His physical body has reached the Purple Cloud Realm, and his internal strength has also reached the Three Element Realm. This kind of strength is considered to be the best among his peers, but for the enemies he is about to face, he seems too weak after all.

Time is running out. He naturally understands that the path of practice is not something that can be accomplished overnight, but it is better to practice more daily than to do nothing.

So he spends the rest of the rest in the evening for the practice of "Dayan Sword Art". This sword art is extremely mysterious. The more Xu Han practices, the more he feels this method is different. Take the kendo monks in the ordinary three-dimensional realm, they all use their true essence to wander their internal organs, strengthen their physique, and strengthen their internal breath, so as to open up the three-dimensionality of heaven, earth and human in their bodies. What about "Dayan Sword Jue"? It turned all the true energy in the monk's body into sword intent, and used the sword intent to rush through the three elements of heaven, earth and man in the body. The two seemed to be the same, it seemed to be the difference in the use of power.

But in fact, there is a huge difference.

Not to mention that the sword intent itself is a level of power higher than the true energy, which can be compared with the true energy. This allows Xu Han to have the power to compete with the Tongyou-level monks in the three-dimensional realm. Furthermore, the sword intent, as the name suggests, is the power that the sword stimulates or can be blessed by the sword. This power is compatible with the sword. If the practitioner uses other weapons, it will naturally not be able to show the power, but if the sword is used as the weapon, the power that can be exploded between the two is several times that of the ordinary monk.

This "Dayan Sword Art" is, in the final analysis, a way of cultivating the sword, regardless of the other side swords.

Xu Han has been working hard these days to inject the zhenqi in his body into the sword seed, turning it into sword intent. After a few days, the zhenqi in his body has been transformed into sword intent, and the next step is to attack the world. Three yuan of people.

Fortunately, his physical body has reached the Purple Sky Realm. Such insomnia does not bring him a strong sense of exhaustion. It only needs to rest for an hour at noon every day to be able to live again.

On this day, he came to the open space of the inn early to perform the exercises of the second part of "Xura Art". After the physical state reached the Zixiao state, the speed of cultivation slowed down significantly, but Xu Han did not slacken. , Still practice diligently every day.

At this time, Xuan'er, who had been wild for a night without knowing where, would rush out of the corner, standing under the eaves or on the branches of trees, tilting his head and looking at Xu Han.

When the set of fists was completed, Xu Han was sweating profusely, but he didn't realize how tired he was. On the contrary, there was an indescribable refreshment.

"Palace Master's set of fists is very peculiar." At this moment, an old voice suddenly remembered in his ears.

Xu Han was stunned, he turned his head and looked around, only to see Mr. Deer in a red robe standing behind him at some point.

At this time, the sky hadn't completely lighted up, but Xu Han didn't want Mr. Lu to get up so early, and after a slight daze, he hurried forward.

"Why doesn't Mr. Deer sleep more? Is his body better?" Mr. Deer used his awe-inspiring righteousness several times in order to resist the pastoral army in Dahuang City. For this reason, Haosheng recuperated for some time, and I saw him Getting up so early, Xu Han was a little worried that this action would be bad for him.

"It's much better, the palace lord doesn't think the old man is old, but this old bone is tough!" The old gentleman waved his hand and said with a smile. But then he turned around and asked: "I think the fists and feet used by Palace Master just now seem to be the method of cultivating the physical body. It is very rare. I don't know where the teacher comes from?"

This question made Xu Han stunned again. He hesitated for a few breaths before saying: "It is the method uploaded by the ancestors, and the side effects are not enough."

In the end, Xu Han still didn't tell the old gentleman the basis of this "Xura Art". This is a habit cultivated in years of displacement. After all, he doesn't want to expose everything to others at will.

This is not to distrust Mr. Deer, it's just instinctive hiding. Just like the beast will always subconsciously squat down to observe a truth when it encounters an abnormal movement.

It's just that how can he hide Mr. Deer's behavior from him?

At that time, the old man took a deep look at Xu Han, but he didn't say anything to pierce Xu Han.

He smiled, sat down on the steps of the eaves of the inn, and then reached out and patted the side position.

Xu Han came over knowingly, and hurriedly sat down.

......

It's September.

Autumn is coming to an end, and winter is coming.

An old tree planted in the courtyard of the inn was already covered with yellowed dead leaves.

A gust of autumn wind hit, and the last leaf on the old tree struggled to be blown off.

At that time, the old man looked up at the swaying leaves~IndoMTL.com~The eyes in his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Have you thought about it?" After a while, the old man's voice sounded again.

Sitting aside and watching the leaves drifting down, Xu Han was stunned when he heard the words, and only recovered after a few breaths.

"I've figured it out." He nodded, naturally understanding what Mr. Deer meant.

"This is a choice with no retreat. Once you enter it, there is no possibility of getting out. You can win or die." Mr. Deer said like this, but his head turned to Xu Han, with a somewhat somewhat expression in his eyes. Surprised.

Xu Han saw the surprise in the old gentleman's eyes, but he just smiled: "Mr. doesn't believe Xu?"

"It's not that I don't believe it." Mr. Lu shook his head. "Although the palace lord is young, his character is rarely seen in the old man's life. Since the palace lord has made a decision, the old man naturally believes it, but he has some doubts about what made the young lord decide. Determined?"

Xu Han stood up when he heard this.

He looked up at the sky, remembering the brief conversation with Lin Shou that night.

"A long time ago, an elder told me that everyone has his own life, whether it is good or bad, everyone has to admit it."

"I was not doing well at the time, so I didn't want to admit my fate."

"I fought, paid some price, and became the palace master of Tiance Mansion. I thought I had succeeded, but I found that there were always people who didn't want me to have a good life."

"I just found out that it's not that my life is bad, it's that the lives of all people in the world are bad."

"If it's all bad, what's the use of hiding?"

"It's better to give it a try, for yourself, for everyone."

"Whether it is bad fate or good fate, I didn't escape, I fought a good fight, this fate is my fate."

"Sir, this is the truth, right?"

(End of this chapter)