After hurriedly changing into a new spider suit, Tang Zhao returned to his residence.
The door of Wei Changle's room opposite was closed tightly. Tang Zhao didn't know if he was back, so he knocked on the door and heard someone inside: "Brother Zhao?"
Looks like he's back.
It's just that Wei Changle's voice sounds quite weak? Tang Zhao couldn't help but worry. He pushed the door open and went in. He was immediately excited.
The air is filled with a faint smell of... blood!
His heart sank, as if he had returned to the main hall again, that shocking scene!
"what happened?"
The bed curtain moved, and a thin figure raised his hand slightly on the bed:
"here."
Tang Zhao's face was ugly. When he first met Xing Ji in the back room, he smelled a faint smell of blood and had a bad premonition in his heart. However, after chatting a lot of secrets and meeting the black widow again, he didn't think about it again. I didn't expect it to come to this.
Wei Changle stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. Only then did Tang Zhao see that one of his arms was wrapped in a thick white bandage up to his shoulder, which was full of bright blood.
"What's going on?" Tang Zhao was shocked and angry, "Even if you didn't pass the test, why did it happen like this? Will Master Xing still take action?"
Wei Changle's voice was weak: "No one did anything, it was me who hurt me."
Seeing Tang Zhao's expression of confusion and anger, he had to say again: "Didn't you just... take that sword?"
Tang Zhao said: "Take it...is it really a sword wound? Master Xing didn't ask you to chop him, but instead asked you to chop yourself? Do you still listen to him?"
He immediately thought of that weird sword. Not only did it give people infinite power, but its blade was also unpredictable. It obviously didn't hurt anything, but some people were unscathed when it hit it, and some were as fragile as paper. What on earth was it? reason?
Could it be that what Xingji is looking for is not the person who can gain strength by picking up the sword, but the person who can't be hurt by the sword?
But how is the punishment determined?
In fact, he just had this question - Xing Ji is not a fool. He mobilizes an army to chase people in the middle of the night. How can he be confident about it? It was so easy to capture Wei Changle, but when he came back and tried again, it didn't work? It was an accident that he threw himself into the trap. If it hadn't been for this accident, would Xing Ji have spent so much effort in vain?
Wei Changle shook his head and said: "No need to chop. As soon as I take the sword, from here -" He pointed at the palm under the bandage with his good finger, "it will split upward and the bones and flesh will be separated. If Lord Xing hadn't taken action, I would have done it on the spot." Just cut two with one sword."
Tang Zhao was frightened after hearing this and asked, "Is that sword so evil and powerful?"
The sword gave him a really split feeling, sometimes good and sometimes bad, sometimes righteous and awe-inspiring, sometimes vicious and weird, which had already confused him.
Wei Changle lowered his voice and said: "It's not about the sword... The sword is a good sword. It's just that I'm not a good person, so it should be. Brother Zhao, you are a good person, and you deserve that good sword." At this point, his physical strength was gradually exhausted. , leaned on the bed again.
Tang Zhao was still full of doubts. He always felt that Wei Changle knew something inside, but seeing that he was in such a bad state that it was not appropriate to ask questions, he just said: "Have you taken the medicine?"
Wei Changle said: "Master Mengxing gave me the medicine, which is very effective. I'm much better. Brother Zhao, please go back first, I'm a little tired." As he spoke, he slowly lay down on the pillow and his voice gradually became lower.
Tang Zhao sighed, let him rest, and walked out.
When he reached the door, a thought suddenly occurred to him, and he almost wanted to turn around immediately and ask Wei Changle:
"Have you ever killed anyone?"
In the end, he left quietly without asking any questions.
After a hasty and tasteless lunch, Tang Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed and decided to put aside his distracting thoughts and do something.
The best thing to do is to do meaningful things, such as practicing.
He has two techniques in total, one of which is even in his mind.
He had understood before that this was not a technique at this stage, but later he discovered that it was not impossible to practice at all.
At least the Divine Bird Bathing in Fire Technique is divided into two parts. The first part is to refine Qi, or turn Qi into Gang, and the second part is to refine God, which is spirit.
The bright flames and the divine bird in the flames he saw when that technique entered his head were the "pictures" of the visualization of refining the gods.
This is to say that the direct teaching of the technique is powerful. Originally, the final contemplation picture had to be imagined bit by bit from the picture, but after he accepted it, it appeared directly in his mind and he could enter it at any time.
Therefore, he meditated and was immersed in the world of light.
In that world, he turned into a leaf, endured the burning of the flames, and used all his energy to see the divine bird in the flames, until he was burned out and woke up suddenly.
After waking up, he was still where he was, sweating profusely and his head was swollen.
The room was the same as before. The tea he had just poured for himself was placed on the table and had not yet cooled down. It only took a moment to go from birth to death in the flames.
Tang Zhao suddenly lay on the bed, eyes empty, and gradually fell asleep.
In his dream, he dreamed of flames again. The flames were bright red, as red as blood.
Immediately afterwards, the red really turned into blood stains, flying in all directions, covering the field of vision.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
Everything was dark.
It turned out that it was already getting late, and before he knew it, he had been asleep for several hours.
The previous fatigue has disappeared without a trace, and instead I feel energetic. Although it is difficult to quantify, it seems that practicing spiritual training has been beneficial.
His mind was clear and he recalled the sentence he had not asked during the day.
That sentence was a thread he found.
With a flick of the thread, the whole ball of twine was untied.
"Have you ever killed anyone?"
As soon as he entered the back room, Xing Ji, who was sitting in the faint smell of blood, asked him this.
At that time, Tang Zhao was a little confused and felt that Master Xing's thinking was really different from ordinary people's.
Now that I think about it, that sentence means literally.
Have you ever killed anyone?
Can you afford that sword?
Of course he didn't kill.
At the age of five, if it weren't for the unexpected events at home, he would still be reading in his study.
Probably Xing Ji believed it too, he was young and innocent. How could someone kill someone at such a young age?
Of course, in addition to innocence, qualifications are also required.
There are not many people who are qualified and must be clean at the same time. At least Xing Ji doesn't have such people at hand. So he accidentally discovered that Wei Changle was qualified and young, and probably met two conditions. He felt that he was sure of it, and chased after him regardless of the cost.
But in the end, it was unexpected.
Tang Zhao was just an ordinary child who grew up in an ordinary way. At most, he had a strange teacher and learned some messy things, but Wei Changle was not.
So he couldn't hold the sword.
This is probably what Xing Ji said: "the world of dog days".
Since Xing Ji said so, he naturally had no intention of blaming Wei Changle, and Tang Zhao was even less likely to do so.
So he wouldn't ask the other party this question.
The later it gets late at night, the more suitable it is to think quietly, and his thoughts become clearer——
If you have killed someone, so what?
Looking at the style of Black Spider Villa, are there any people in it who have never killed anyone?
Is there anyone in the District Prosecution Division who is unscrupulous and more tyrannical than the Six Gates who has never killed someone?
From where he was, there were hundreds of feet to the east, west, north, and south. Counting all men, women, and children, was there anyone who hadn't killed anyone?
Tang Zhao had never killed anyone. It was just his luck that An Anwen grew up so big.
And from now on, if he wants to learn swordsmanship, how can his hands be spotless?
The sword is a murder weapon!
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.
Since the rule of that sword is "the one who kills will die", it must have moral principles, especially if it is that mythical beast, which is the most impartial and selfless existence, then it is unjust to hurt people with a sword wantonly, right?
Xing Ji made him draw the sword and see blood for the first time, openly committing unjust acts, regardless of his reasons, so that Tang Zhao, the temporary master, went against the rules of the sword.
No matter how much Master Xing cherishes that sword, has he really thought about how to use that sword?
