The three swords on Mao Qiqi's waist are Chu Yin, Chang Si and the third sword that has not been used against Li Wan, named "Fear of Life".
Mao Qiqi calls them "Cat Sword", "Dog Sword" and "Rabbit Sword" respectively.
These three swords were all given by the ecclesiastical leader wearing a bamboo hat and feathered robe in front of me. From the virgin silver sword he gave me when I first became a disciple, to the frightening sword he gave me when I finally became a disciple and became a true immortal, there are a total of these three swords. After more than a thousand years.
After more than a thousand years, a white cat that was supposed to die of old age under the locust tree in the small courtyard became a famous cat swordsman in the immortal world.
Of course Mao Qiqi understood that not only these three swords, but also his more than a thousand years of joy and freedom as a swordsman were given by the man in front of him.
Cat Qiqi is grateful.
But Mao Qiqi is also determined.
Although he was afraid of this person.
But in my heart, I have rehearsed the scene in front of me countless times.
One day, he will face him with swords and fight to the death.
He knew he must die, but there was hatred in his heart.
It wasn't that he hated being stuck on this bridge for six hundred years.
Six hundred years of loneliness are nothing compared to one thousand years of freedom.
What he hated was that he discovered the damn truth, which destroyed the image in his heart.
It ruined his perfect image and imagination of the word "immortal".
He still remembered the first day he went to Yuanjin Mountain, the white cat's mood when he raised his head and saw the face of the man in the main hall.
That person is resolute, honest, reliable, and kind...
He has seen the appearance of all good people in his life, and even those people put together are not as good as one hundred thousandth of him.
He radiated incredible light and hope.
He knows every word you say. Even if you are a cat that cannot speak yet, he can still see into your heart.
All living things are in his eyes and heart.
He faced everyone with a smile and imparted his inexhaustible magical treasures to disciples who had the opportunity without discrimination.
Mao Qiqi was one of them, and he was completely converted.
Just because he had a god in his heart, he soon became a human being, and then became a red immortal, a human immortal, and a true immortal.
Along the way, his heart was always so bright, just like the sunlight in the afternoon when he first met that person, and just like the lights in front of the Sanjie Guangming Hall in Yuanjin Mountain.
Just like the two little suns that are always shining in that person's eyes.
With this light in his heart, he lived a different and new meaningful life, using the sword as a lamp to cleanse the darkness, and walk in the world uprightly.
Become a cat swordsman worshiped by thousands of people.
But this bridge, these paintings, and the mountains behind the bridge changed everything.
That night he sat quietly on the cold bridge, with the pitch-black sky above and the equally pitch-black water below. He felt that the darkness he had not seen in the past thousand years was like a flood that had accumulated for thousands of years. They all came rushing over in an instant, destroying the bright dam in his heart.
The man lied.
That person is not the light itself, he is just a character in the story.
Now, he sits atop the character's dark past.
Sitting on a bridge to the darkness in his heart.
Mao Qiqi fell into a confusion that lasted for six hundred years. It was not just fear, but also the helplessness of not knowing how to face the future.
He didn't know how he would spend the next unknown years. He was just a cat. He didn't know who he would wield the sword for again.
Until Li Wan appeared.
Li Wan is neither light nor dark. Li Wan is a stone pill between light and darkness.
He knows that he is Ishimaru, knows what he wants to do, and does not live for others. If he wants to get to the other side of the bridge, he will do it regardless.
Li Wan is always moving forward and will not wander around like himself.
Li Wan dragged him in and let him see the whole story.
It was different from what he thought, and not that dark.
At least it's not as dark as the feeling brought by the person in front of me at the moment.
"Although I can't save you, I still have to thank you." Mao Qiqi finally collected his thoughts, exhaled a long breath, turned around and thanked Li Wan.
"You're welcome, you go first. If you can't do it, I'll replace you." Li Wan's answer was always a little carefree.
"Master, and you, thank you too." Mao Qiqi turned around and bowed down to the man for the last time.
Then he twisted his sword skills and hung the three swords at his waist in front of him at the same time.
The Master sneered, took back the "Zhu Xian Jue" with his backhand, and twisted a sword technique with the other hand.
"Use the flying sword you are most proud of to end all this."
A gleaming golden sword appeared in front of Mao Qiqi.
"The innate treasure is the result sword. I named him 'Tiger Tiger Sword'." Mao Qiqi's eyes showed approval. At this time, he transformed back into the world-famous cat sword fairy. He meowed and revealed his sword. With a few cat teeth, he said: "Master, when I fight with you, I will only use this sword. This sword is what I have learned after walking on this bridge for six hundred years. Please teach me, Master!"
As a result, the sword buzzed with a sword sound, which was regarded as the answer of the leader.
"Meow! Go!" Mao Qiqi roared, and three swords came out at once. Two black lights protected a white light in the middle. It was "Fear of Life" and "Chang Si" who protected "Chu Yin" and the cat. Qiqi’s original intention.
A piece of snow is like the original intention of his pure white coat.
"I named this sword 'The Sigh of Six Hundred Years of Darkness'!"
Mao Qiqi shouted with all his strength and used all his life's energy to make the three swords move forward, move forward, and always move forward!
"It sounds good! What a handsome name!" Li Wan's high-pitched voice came from behind.
Mao Qiqi smiled, and the three sword lights flew at a constant speed, almost reaching the circle of the sword.
As a result, the sword flashed with golden light, and without any skill, it moved down as easily as the blink of an eye.
The black light was cut off, and the white light was pierced by the black light.
The golden light penetrated everything.
When you are born in silver, you will think long and be afraid of life.
Cats, dogs and rabbits.
The sword light and sword were all broken.
The fragments flew back at an extremely slow speed, but Mao Qiqi didn't know whether he didn't hide or couldn't escape. One piece, two pieces, and three pieces were all submerged in the body.
"The 'Tiger Sword' is still awesome."
Mao Qiqi extended his thumb sincerely.
The face under the bamboo hat that once made me admire and believe in so much was expressionless, but it really no longer looked so bright, and it was cast a shadow by something unknown.
Maybe it was because of his words.
The last thing the Pope said to himself was——
"Six hundred years are enough. How should we live for thousands of years? Why does it happen that whenever I teach a genius disciple, I always end up repaying kindness with hatred?"
It seems that there are things in this world that you don’t know, Master.
In this way, it is also a good thing to know that you are not omniscient and omnipotent.
Li Wan, can you hear what I’m saying?
Mao Qiqi took one last look at Li Wan, who suddenly jumped up beside him and raised his fist.
"Damn it, you really killed your own apprentice!"
