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Chapter Twelve Why Requiem?

The sword made of stainless steel let out a wailing cry, and flew into the air helplessly, reflecting a piece of sunshine, and finally penetrated into the soil with a calming trembling sound.

Qinglian escaped, there is no need to say much about defeating this battle.

Xiaofeng covered her wrists, but she was not injured. She stopped her with Wuming's method and would not miss her actions. However, it was still very uncomfortable to feel sore and numbing the acupoints. Fortunately, the innate skill is mysterious and the internal force cycle is not hindered.

Naturally, she lost this confrontation. Wuming is worthy of being Wuming. The sword intent makes people lose it and there is nowhere to stop it. But it is not the case that Xiaofeng really returns without any success. The girl's expression is a little proud. Jian Chen, who was standing beside him, was stunned. He has been following his master for more than a year. In his mind, Wuming is an incomparable god, and no one can hurt him at all! But today, Wuming's sleeves were torn, and the cuffs of the blue shirt were torn a few inches long crack!

Wuming suffered a loss after all. If he was facing an ordinary early-stage master, it would be irrelevant to the realm of his complete suppression. But in fact, the last sword Xiaofeng chose the special effect of "Shang Jiu·Kanglong You Repent" to stimulate all the internal force accumulated before. At that moment, the internal force increased several times, and both speed and power were close to the late-stage stage of the innate stage. At this time, Wuming was unprepared and accidentally broke his clothes.

"Master, thank you for your advice!"

Seeing the girl's expression as proud as a little fox who had stolen a hen, Wuming shook his head helplessly. His little apprentice's cultivation is amazing, and what's even more scary is that he is so young, who can predict his future future?

Fortunately, the girl's mind is very pure. Although even his master cannot see through many mysteries, not to mention the unpredictable internal skills of her gods and ghosts, as well as light skills, and all of them are top-notch. Anything is enough to be a master of a famous sect. These unique skills are gathered together. Where did the girl come from before she became a disciple of him? Even Wuming has never heard of when there was such a mysterious and terrifying force in the world.

But Wuming did not have a plan to go into it in depth, because he knew better than anyone that many of the "pasts" in the world are happiness if they forget and forget, they are empty. So he sealed the sword, so he buried his name, as long as the girl is pure and good in nature, it is enough.

"Feng'er, no matter where you come from or what your identity is, you just need to remember that you should not do anything against your conscience no matter where you are."

"Yeah!" Xiaofeng nodded fiercely, "I won't do bad things. If I do bad things, the master will hit me!"

"I am so reluctant to give up Feng'er," Wuming smiled, reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, and flipped her palm. The green lotus several feet away was pulled by an invisible big hand, flew into Wuming's hand, and then rushed into the scabbard on Xiaofeng's waist.

The intimate appearance of Xiaofeng and Wuming made Jian Chen kick the little stones with some taste. But as a "man", he certainly could not be as knowledgeable as a girl's family. Originally, he was the only beloved disciple of the master, but he was a little jealous of being snatched from his care. At least Jian Chen himself thought so so that he did not realize whether this jealousy was more to Xiaofeng who was intimate with Wuming, or Wuming who was so intimate with Xiaofeng...

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, Leyang Town is an inland town, surrounded by mountains and by Dongting Lake, which is also a treasure land with beautiful scenery. The Zhonghua Pavilion is naturally unknown. In addition, there are also some martial arts sects in the town, among which the most powerful one is the "Shenquan Sect". The head of the sect, Xiao Hai, is known as the "Iron Fist Master". The Xiao family boxing is quite powerful and has some reputation among the villages.

However, the trees are so beautiful that the forest will destroy them. Now the wind is surging, and Wushuang City is at its peak, and it will be dominated by the martial arts world. Leyang Town is located in the south and is naturally under the power of Wushuang City. Those who follow will prosper and those who rebel will perish have always been the iron rule in the martial arts world. Xiao Hai, the leader of the "Shenquan Sect", repeatedly refused to recruit Wushuang City, which also caused the disaster of killing.

Half a month ago, Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang sent the southern Xinjiang killer "Drunk Immortal" and "Poisonous Lady" to lead a group of people to break into Leyang Town. That day, sand and dust covered the sun!

Just like Huojiazhuang several months ago, the Xiao family was also destroyed, and dozens of people were buried in the fire. For a moment, dozens of small sects in Leyang Town were shocked and had to surrender to Wushuang City.

There is no place for the martial arts world today.

During the past half month, the martial arts people in Leyang Town were in a panic. That night, Zhonghua Pavilion played a song "The Lonely Star Song" which seemed sorrowful and sad, and it was more like resting for the deceased. However, Wuming did not take action from beginning to end. He even locked up Xiaofeng for the first time - because the little girl leaned on the "Qinglian" and wanted to go out.

Wuming has already sealed his sword, and if it is an alien invasion, it will naturally be unwilling to do so, but even if he is powerless, he will fight alone in the top ten sects. Although he is full of energy, he also started the depression of the Central Plains martial arts world. Who can tell the right or wrong?

This is also Xiaofeng truly understands what the "martial arts world" is. The joyful world is just an appearance. Gratitude and hatred are ugly than the dirtiest thing. She always believes that human life is the most precious, but in the eyes of martial arts people, for a secret book and a treasure, it can slaughter countless innocent people. Xiaofeng also had a dream of martial arts in the past. Any child who grew up watching Jin Yong and Gu Long's novels always had such a yearning, but now Xiaofeng knows that there are no fairy tales in the martial arts world, and even the story is a bloody and horror story.

The demise of the "Shenquan Sect" seems to have nothing to do with ordinary people. After a few days, the smoke and dust were dull, and the business of the Zhonghua Pavilion was still booming, but Xiaofeng's story has not been told again for a long time.

"Feng'er, are you still angry with your master?"

"Feng'er dares...hum!" The last tone was obviously the girl's words were insincere. They were dozens of lives, and it would be fine if they were all from the world. There were many elderly, weak, women and children, maids and servants.

Xiaofeng knew that as long as Wuming took action, these people could be saved easily. Even if Wuming didn't take action, even Xiaofeng would not be able to resist the "Drunk Immortal" and the "Poisonous Lady". After all, they are just ordinary martial arts masters, and none of them could be innate, but Wuming stopped her that day.

Xiaofeng doesn't know much about "Fengyun". In her limited impression, Wuming is a great hero who dares to draw his sword no matter how strong the enemy is, so he cannot understand why Wuming stands by when facing people in the martial arts world bullying the weak and slaughtering innocent people.

"It is a general trend for Wushuang City, and the world will dominate one side. The Xiongba and Dugu are both heroes. Those who are in line will prosper, and those who are in line will perish. If you take action, you may stop them for a while. But Feng'er, I remember your story that you said, 'The greatest hero is the country and the reputation', but what is 'for the country'? What is 'for the people'?"

"I did something wrong when I challenged the top ten sects in the Central Plains when I was a teacher. The heads of the top ten sects died, and the Central Plains martial arts world declined, and the barbarians from other races were waiting for an opportunity to encroach on China. Now, although Dugu Yifang is an unswerving method, if he can integrate into the martial arts world, it may not be a good deed."

What Wuming said may not be unreasonable, but Xiaofeng was not convinced, "No matter what, it is always wrong to massacre innocent people!"

Her eyes looked at Wuming, and her firm gaze made Wuming speechless for a moment, "Master, what are you afraid of?"

Wuming was silent, and the martial arts disputes. Even if he was righteous, he knew that it was just a self-deception. What was he afraid of? A generation of martial arts myths retreated to the world, seeing through the world is just an excuse, and what he was afraid of is his own memories...

"Feng'er, one day in the future, you may be more suitable for the hero's sword than to be a teacher."

"I don't want the hero sword, I just need the 'green lotus'."

"The green lotus... comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes in the clear water but is not charming, is straight from the middle and outside, does not vines or branches, the fragrance becomes clearer from afar, and is planted in a pavement and clean manner, and can be seen from afar but not played with. The wind aspires to be noble, so it is so good!"

Such praise made Xiaofeng blush, "It's not as good as the master said. It's just that the family 'Qinglian Sword Song' was named, so it was given such a name."

"Green Lotus Sword Song?"

Of course, Wuming, the family of his apprentice, was also curious. After all, he could cultivate such a child and have various top martial arts. Even the top ten sects were like this. But since Xiao Feng didn't say it, he wouldn't force it.

But now that Xiao Feng mentioned it himself, Wuming naturally took up the sentence. Even he had never heard of the term "Qinglian Sword Song". He might have something to do with swords. He had never heard of such a skill in martial arts in the past.

"The Qinglian Sword Song is the unique sword technique passed down by our family, but now I am probably the only one who passed it on in this world."

A person must have an identity in the world, and Xiao Feng simply arranged a false family, which also responded to Wuming's speculation and naturally would not doubt it.

Xiaofeng said that he looked like he was wearing a cuff of his clothes, but in fact he took out a book from the storage space. The blue cover was written with the words "The Song of the Green Lotus Sword" in ink.

"Master, I am the only one in my family in this life. I cannot understand the mystery of swordsmanship. It is better to learn it and teach it to me!"

Xiao Feng handed the secret book to Wuming, but Wuming did not take over. Instead, he looked at his apprentice seriously, "Feng'er, this is the inheritance of your family, so how can you easily let others watch it!"

This is also a common idea among people in the martial arts world today. If the family-born martial arts are passed down to the son but not the daughter, it would rather be lost than to leak it. If it is even more so, it is even more so. If you practice it yourself, you will destroy it and not allow others to obtain it. Such selfish people are the ones that Xiao Feng hates the most. What are the consequences?

Thinking about what the "One Yang Finger" in the "Tianlong" era was, even the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" had magical martial arts to compete with. However, in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Prince Duan was ranked among the five masters with "One Yang Finger". It was not that the "One Yang Finger" became stronger, but that most of the unique skills in the martial arts world have been lost, and that the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" were no longer the original ones, but that Hong Qigong himself pieced them together, and he had long lost his style of the past.

Then to the "Strange Sword" at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, to the "Sword of Sword of Sword of the Ming Dynasty, and even to the "Deer and Cauldron" at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the "Sword of the Deer and the Cauldron" at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the martial arts skills of the people in the martial arts world were not as good as those of the generation, and nothing was left behind in the end.
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