I’ll Quit Being a God: I am a Sword Master (five thousand)

Heavy rain poured down and the storm raged, as if everything on the ground was being washed away.

This heavy rain quickly and violently made the entire ground pitted. Even hailstones were not as powerful as this. However, even such terrible rain still failed to wash away the **** mist shrouding the canyon.

This mist seems to be alive, like a monster with teeth and claws. The areas hit by the rain are first sunken, and then like sprouts, extending outward in wisps, which is daunting.

Only at this time can one peek through the changing gaps in the mist and see the scenery at the bottom of the valley under the mist.

It was a black land, not as fertile as the black land northeast of the flower growers, but a life-devouring death and desolation.

There are only two kinds of scenery on this land, various corpses, and blood that has not yet dried up.

This is a paradise for ghosts, the most dangerous place in the world, a place of exile where even lord-level ghosts are unwilling to approach.

It is also the burial place of ghosts. It contains the strongest aura of death, the miasma that most pollutes people's hearts, the darkness accumulated over the years, and the polluted wanderers.

These wanderers have lost their intelligence and only rely on instinct to crave everything from the living.

Soul, flesh, breath, and even existence itself are all what they want.

And because he cannot escape from the place of exile, his appetite cannot be satisfied, so he is always hungry.

They are veritable hungry ghosts, existences more terrifying than evil ghosts.

If there is a **** on earth, this must be one of them.

If the "six paths of reincarnation" proposed by Buddhism really exist, this must belong to the "hungry ghost path".

Once someone who does not belong here steps into this place, they will be besieged by hungry ghosts. It is a scene that is more penetrating than a group of sharks smelling blood.

However, not long ago, two strange visitors who were not afraid of death walked into the Valley of Exile regardless of the ghost guards.

All the guards put them on the death list and felt sorry for them.

What a good material. Rather than benefiting those brainless hungry people, it would be better to benefit poor ghosts like us.

Whether it's eating them, fighting them for fun, or turning them into new ghosts, it's all great - this is the traditional thinking of the ghost tribe, and it's also the root of the perennial incompatibility with humans.

With the development of time, the thoughts of many ghost tribes have changed, but the long lifespan of the ghost tribe is destined to have deep-rooted traditions.

The Ghost King can't take care of this kind of thing even if he wants to, not to mention that the Ghost King doesn't want to take care of it. At most, he must be restrained and don't go too far and cause a war with humans.

However, these old ghost soldiers, who were not young at all, did not expect that the two visitors not only did not die in the thick **** fog, but were divided into pieces and devoured by the hungry ghosts attracted by the strange smell. In the end, even the scum Nothing left.

The divided ones are the humans among the two visitors.

Black hair, black eyes, a **** suit, and a sword that makes ghosts feel instinctively afraid.

Because of the presence of this knife, the ghost soldiers guarding the canyon only moved their hearts and did not take any action.

It was this extremely sharp knife that cut open the bodies of countless evil ghosts and cut a **** path through the blood mist.

The hungry ghosts that were cut open fell into the mouth of the fox following the swordsman.

The whole body is golden, only the face is white, the slender body, the lazy pace, looks very beautiful.

The only flaw is that the way the fox eats is not elegant at all. Instead, it looks like a dog that has been hungry for three days. When it comes up, it uses a vicious dog...hungry fox...pounce on food.

However, the unsightly posture may not be impractical. The big fox eats very fast. It is no exaggeration to describe it as wind and rolling clouds.

Not only does it eat quickly, it is also digested and absorbed quickly, and all the food eaten is converted into volume. The more you eat, the bigger you grow, and the bigger you grow, the more you eat.

At first it was the size of a large dog, but soon it became taller than a swordsman, and finally expanded to the size of a small mountain.

When no more hungry ghosts emerged from the surroundings, and the blood mist that covered the sky retreated as if sensing danger, this feast of killing and eating came to an end.

The swordsman's hand holding the sword is still very stable. Not only has the sword in his hand not become dull due to constant slashing, but it has become more sinister due to the killing.

Being worthy of the name, the giant fox let out a burp. His huge head bent down, looking down at the swordsman. His tongue moved back and forth, as if he wasn't full yet and wanted to eat the swordsman together.

The swordsman said nothing, the sword in his hand raised slightly.

The big fox lay down in disappointment, retracted his tongue from his mouth, and muttered:

"It's a joke, it's not fun at all. If you let me eat enough, I will recognize you just like them, and I won't break the contract."

The swordsman did not sheath his sword because of this, but the evil aura on his body became heavier and heavier.

The big fox noticed something was wrong and stood up suddenly.

Except for the first time, I really couldn't control my appetite. The two sides had a fight before calming down. I never made any mistakes again. At most, I was just idle and bored teasing this little man.

The little man also knew this, so he just acted like it without taking it seriously, but now——

The big fox saw the swordsman's eyes.

The eyes that were originally as sharp as swords were replaced by desolate and dim, just like the earth under their feet, seeming to absorb all the surrounding light.

"Idiot! He actually has inner demons at this time. I am also an idiot, so I haven't given him any training in this area?"

The big fox cursed, scolding the swordsman and himself.

The swordsman still showed no reaction, but the chill on his body became more and more intense.

"I really owe you all. All the hard work is my fault."

As he spoke, the big fox's body started to move.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}The balance between one person and one fox was broken by this action. Due to the defensive instinct of the swordsman's body, he naturally drew his sword and cut off the big fox's arm with one sword. With half a leg, the big fox also made moves at the same time.

Instead of fighting back, he just stretched out his equally large tongue and licked the swordsman's body from top to bottom.

While licking, he said: "It's okay, it's okay."

The swordsman's body shook, and his eyes regained their luster. He caught a glimpse of the red tongue in front of him, his whole body trembled, and he stepped back: "Are you doing your old habit again?"

"You're the one who's sick." The big fox was so angry that he stretched out his severed limb, "I'm helping you with good intentions, but I'm afraid you'll get hurt, but you're so cruel."

The swordsman also reacted at this moment and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, I also went through this period." The big fox waved his severed limb, "What's going on? I've killed so many people before and I didn't see you having inner demons, why now..."

The swordsman thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's because I have been staying in such a ghost place recently, and I have accumulated a lot of stress, but I can't relieve it like I did outside... There are also problems with the environment of the Valley of Exile, which can arouse people's hearts. The total darkness will crush the camel to death."

"Is that so? Do you want me to help you? According to my experience, the best way for a man to relieve stress is through a woman." The big fox shook his body and turned into a gorgeous lady in palace attire.

"No need, that's just to vent, not to resolve."

"I'm just talking about communication. Where did you think of it? We are all separated souls. We can only have spiritual intercourse, but not physical intercourse."

"..." was led into a ditch by this dead fox.

"Then how do you solve your problems? Generate electricity on your own?"

The swordsman has the urge to draw his sword again, and you’re kicking your nose in the face, right?

But she just helped herself. It's not appropriate to turn around and chop, so just bear with it for now.

"I'm not exhibitionist, so many people around me are watching. It's actually very simple, just tease my daughter and chat."

"That's not the same thing. Tell me what your inner demons are. I know this very well."

This is true, the swordsman understands it deeply.

"Actually, it's not a particularly serious inner demon. I just felt a little scared when I saw the hungry ghosts just now. I was afraid that I would become like this one day."

"You only know **** and kill, but you have lost your true heart?"

"Yeah."

The moment he slaughtered all the enemies, the swordsman fell into a dream. He kept cutting and killing, and finally forgot everything and became a walking corpse.

"What a cute inner demon." The vixen covered her mouth and smiled.

"Hey!" the swordsman protested, inner demons and cuteness don't go together.

"Don't worry, listen to what I have to say. Other people's inner demons are either psychological shadows from the past, painful memories, etc., or they have gone astray and finally fallen into evil heretics. That is really scary. A If your temperament changes drastically, you might end up being replaced by your inner demon."

"It seems that it is really not that good."

"The inner demons you encounter usually appear in people who follow the right path. The so-called right path is actually the most reliable path that has been tested. It may be a long way and not fast, but it is spacious and flat. There are very few potholes and obstacles.”

"The Yin Yang family has always been accustomed to taking dangerous shortcuts. I am killing ghosts all the way, and getting promotion from killing is not the right way. I always feel that my mentality is a bit similar to PTSD."

PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder, refers to the condition after an individual experiences, witnesses or encounters one or more actual deaths involving themselves or others, or is threatened with death, or is seriously injured, or has a threat to physical integrity. , resulting in the delayed onset and persistence of mental disorders in individuals.

Many veterans who have experienced war have PTSD or the possibility of potential PTSD.

Understanding the concept of PTSD, Vixen nodded: "It's indeed very similar. War and peace are completely different states. On the battlefield, you need to be ready to kill and hurt people at any time. If you don't do this, you will die. Peaceful society But it’s not necessary. If you can’t adjust it in time, problems will occur.

Although you have been fighting before, you have never left your ordinary life. Just like you said, when you are tired of playing, just tease your daughter and play with your little girlfriend. You have become accustomed to this state of switching back and forth. ”

"After coming to Dajiangshan, this state has changed." The swordsman continued, "I have been fighting and gradually separated from ordinary life. Although you are with me, there is also a problem with your state. ."

"My state... can also be classified as PTSD. I have been in a state of deficit and have been hungry for hundreds of years... It is the same as the things that were eaten just now. From this point of view, I should be worried. It will turn into that ugly look."

"No, you've been through it for hundreds of years, how did you survive it?" The swordsman had a flash of inspiration.

"You can't learn my methods. Don't forget the characteristics of the killing stone and the fate of the Tu Miya family's previous leaders. I have always been in darkness and indulgence. If you can kill someone like me, you can kill someone. , there will be no such concerns."

The white-faced golden retriever has never been a kind monster. He is just more at ease around the swordsman. Because he is a pregnant monster, PTSD and other things don't matter.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" The swordsman asked again. Everyone is suffering from PTSD.

"The best and most effective way to deal with inner demons is to always face them squarely, and then accept them. Accept the darkness in your heart, which is a part of you."

"If it were so easy, inner demons would not be the greatest enemy of practitioners."

"If you say this, does it mean that you have not yet faced your inner demons and understood the 'six paths of reincarnation'?"

"The path of heaven, the path of humanity, the path of Shura, the path of animals, the path of hungry ghosts, the path of hell, the front is high and the back is low, the front is good and the back is bad. The higher the good karma, the better the path you enter. The more bad karma you enter, the better the path you enter. The worse it gets."

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}"The path of heaven and humanity is the good path, the path of animals, hungry ghosts, and **** is the evil path, and the Shura path is in the middle, the most special. Both heaven and human blessings It is also possible that the heart may be polluted, commit various bad karma, and eventually fall into the three evil paths. Although it is called Shura, in fact, in the eyes of my body, this is the path where all living beings live. Good and evil coexist, black and white coexist, and one thought Gods and Buddhas, evil spirits with just one thought."

"One thought of gods and Buddhas, one thought of evil spirits." The swordsman savored it carefully and chewed it repeatedly to get a unique taste. "How many real gods, Buddhas and evil spirits are there?"

"So the most common thing is that all living beings are swinging between the two. You and I are the same - do you think that the so-called murderous thoughts, murderous thoughts and karma are no big deal?"

"It's true. But I still want to be a good person, even if it's not that good."

"If you have this idea, you are not far from being a good person. You will feel worried because of killing karma, which is a manifestation of kindness."

At this point, the vixen suddenly laughed.

"Are you...thinking of something happy?"

"Absolutely. In the past, I always hated so-called good people, especially good people whose words and deeds were inconsistent. Now that I think about it, I don't seem to hate them so much anymore."

"Because you also have kindness in your heart. You can say that all living beings are below heaven and man, above the three evils."

"I am definitely closer to the three evil realms than you are, much closer."

"It doesn't matter, I will hold you and prevent you from falling."

"Obviously you are also falling, it is not certain who will pull whom."

"There's nothing wrong with this, right? We're all PTSD patients, and we stick together for warmth. You on the other side also said that we have a co-dependent relationship."

"It is also possible that we will sink together."

A hint of darkness appeared on the vixen's face, and she remembered the fire in the Star Reaching Tower in the past.

"There's nothing wrong with that." The swordsman repeated again.

The vixen raised her head and looked into the swordsman's eyes.

There is no desolation, no dimness, no chaos in those eyes, there is just clarity.

"This is codependence. When you are hungry and dizzy, I wake you up. When I am blinded by killing, you wake me up."

"Yes, this is codependence." The vixen closed her eyes and quickly opened them again, her smile blooming again, "Besides, even if we want to sink, we will not agree to others, we are only one-tenth ."

Swordsman: "..."

How could I forget this?

Although the three souls and the seven souls are a whole and can communicate with each other, they are not always connected, and are also limited by distance. Individuals who have been adjacent to the other world have not been in contact with other souls for a long time, nor have they been in contact with each other for a long time. Know how they are doing,

Even if you sink, there are other three souls and six souls around, you can pull yourself up.

Not every soul clone is like me, thinking about nothing but killing monsters, most of them are still dealing with people.

"You did it on purpose. This is the real reason why you are so confident."

"Yes, I did it on purpose. What can you do to me?"

"You goblin."

"I am a fairy. It's the first day you met me?"

"Gan!"

"Don't be angry. Do you feel more relaxed and less concerned about your inner demons?"

"Huh?" The swordsman was stunned.

"I told you, I am a professional." The vixen said, stepping forward, "Let's go, continue to find food."

"Still eating, aren't you full?"

"You are full, but your cut off hand will always be replaced, and it will also give you a chance to face your inner demons - although you have the endorsement of three souls and six souls, if you can solve it yourself, it is better to solve it yourself, You are the best."

"Yes, I am Tian Chong, soaring towards the sky."

Suddenly enlightened, the swordsman crossed the vixen with a few strides and took the lead in clearing the way.

Soon, the deep blood mist was once again illuminated by sword light, and fox trombones could be heard incessantly.

This goes on and on, day and night.

When the man and woman walked out of the blood mist again and out of the Valley of the End, the dark clouds dispersed, the sun shone, and the black earth under their feet took on a different color for a long time.

At the exit of the Valley of the End, there is a girl in yellow, chewing candy and looking forward to it.

When he saw the swordsman walking at the front, he jumped up, stuffed all the candies in his hand into his mouth, and quickly came forward to meet him.

"Guan Yun - Wu Gu, Guan Junyan, succeeded?"

"I have become a sword master."

The swordsman was dressed in blood and had a calm expression.

"I knew you could do it."

The girl's face was full of excitement. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The terrifying ghost hand was raised upward.

"Come!"

"Ibaraki-sama, please take the sword."

The swordsman also drew his sword at the same time. Just one action of drawing the sword caused the black land to be filled with evil energy again.

His swordsmanship is meant for killing, honed through battle after battle.

After these days of training in Dajiangshan, I have already reached the bottleneck.

After being guided by the vixen and solving the problem of inner demons, his swordsmanship has reached a new level.

Heavens and humans are above, and animals, hungry ghosts, and **** are below.

Shura is in the middle, and the Dragon King, Garuda, Dapeng and other divine beasts are all in this path, which is consistent with the swordsman's original intention.

"Crescent Moon Opposing the Sky!!!"

The black sword light rose into the sky and engulfed the girl's petite body.