You are all immortal cultivators, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Chapter 206 Strange Knife
Fang Lei saw Zuo Xiangyang kneeling in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly. But he did not help Zuo Xiangyang directly, but asked three questions that made Zuo Xiangyang dumbfounded:

"You want to take the knife?"

"Why do you want to leave?"

"So do you want to follow the orthodox sword path? Or the devil's sword, the evil sword, or the treacherous sword?"

Fang Lei's three questions may seem strange, but they are actually just the common "what, why, and how."

"Swordsmanship is the last thing my father left me!" Zuo Xiangyang was stunned and answered without thinking.

However, the answer is irrelevant!
"Then I can't help you!" Fang Lei heard the answer and then refused directly.

"Why?" As expected, Zuo Xiangyang asked back with a little frustration and dumbfounded.

"Because your ideal is nothing more than continuing other people's ideals. This way, it's tiring and you can't go far!" Fang Lei said mercilessly.

Tired and can’t walk far?
Zuo Xiangyang looked up at Fang Lei in a daze, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Fang Lei's words.

But Fang Lei ignored him and turned to look at Cheng Moxiao.

Seeing Fang Lei's behavior, Zuo Xiangyang realized that he seemed to be abandoned by Fang Lei, and his pupils began to tremble violently.

He couldn't accept this result and clenched his fists again.

But what he could see was Fang Lei's back getting farther and farther away.

So he lowered his head again, holding his head with a little crying, and then curled up his body and cried on the ground.

"(д;)"

Fang Lei tore off all his disguises of calmness and indifference, and then ruthlessly abandoned him.

The Zuo Xiangyang at this moment, the crying Zuo Xiangyang, is the real Zuo Xiangyang!
Fragile, unbearable, weak, and incompetent!
“Wuuuuuuuuuuuu~” Zuo Xiangyang cried helplessly.

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Fang Lei was not deliberately making things difficult for Zuo Xiangyang, but he really couldn't help him!
As mentioned before, Zuo Xiangyang's spirit as a swordsman was indeed restored at that moment.

But, these spirits are too weak!

Because Zuo Xiangyang has no ambition, no heart, he is just an empty shell, without even the desire for revenge!

The ambition of a swan or a sparrow is both ambition, but he has none of them! What he has is not even the ambition to maintain the status quo!
He is just an empty shell named "Zuo Xiangyang"!

All these judgments are based on his answers to the three questions:

"This is what his father left him!"

There was no answer! Or rather, at the moment, he had nothing!

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Zheng——

Just as I was crying bitterly, Zuo Xiangyang seemed to hear some strange noises.

That was the voice he hadn't heard for a long time since he saw Zuo Honghui's body!

That is the sound of a knife!
Zuo Xiangyang's crying stopped abruptly, but his breathing suddenly stagnated. He seemed to understand something, and his eyes suddenly widened.

clank--

The sound of "knife" rang out again.

People are like this, they often set limits for themselves!

Because Zuo Xiangyang witnessed his father's death with his own eyes, he subconsciously rejected everyone and the entire world.

This action seems to isolate others, but in fact it is the exact opposite. He is isolating himself!
It's like building a small shell for yourself and protecting yourself tightly inside it.

Because of this, he couldn't hear the sound of the knife for a very long time!
But, not at this moment!
Because all his disguises were torn off, that shell was shattered by Fang Lei's words, leaving him exposed to the world once again.

At this moment, he was at the lowest point in his life and had nothing to lose.

And it is at this time that everything that does not belong to you will betray you, but those that belong to you will never betray you!

And his sword intent happened to be the only thing that belonged to him at this moment!

clank clank——

Sharp sword intent, sword energy, and sword aura began to slowly appear around Zuo Xiangyang...

Fang Lei, who was clearly looking at Cheng Moxiao, turned his head and looked at Zuo Xiangyang.

In fact, he had heard it as early as the first sound of the sword. Now, even if he closed his eyes, he could still clearly feel the sound of the sword coming from Zuo Xiangyang!
Although Zuo Xiangyang was still curled up at this time, the shadow of a knife slowly appeared in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Fang Lei spoke again -

"To practice the Way of the Sword, you can ask those seniors who practiced this Way, but they will mostly tell you the following things."

"Knife intention!"

"Knife spirit!"

"Knife Heart!"

"Sword Soul!"

"Sword Spirit!"

"Sword Dao!"

"Knife skills!"

"Swordsmanship!"

"Of all the things I have listed above, even if you only choose two or three and practice them, if you persist, you can become a powerful person!"

"They are very important. Many strong people have emerged this way. Because of this, more people think they are important."

"But I tell you today that they are important, but they are not the most important! Then can you understand what is the most important thing?"

Fang Lei's words were a little confusing, but Zuo Xiangyang still listened to Fang Lei's voice carefully and began to think about Fang Lei's words.

Yes, he has calmed down.

Precisely because he had calmed down, he knew that all Fang Lei's previous words were meant to tear down the high wall he had built!

And now that Fang Lei is willing to enlighten him, it means that he has touched the edge of the answer.

So he began to perceive everything around him more carefully, but in the end, he still looked into his arms.

Is that a knife?

Weird knife?

It has no sharpness, no weight, and no color. If Zuo Xiangyang had not actually felt the abnormality in his arms, it could even be said that it does not exist!
This knife? What is it?
Intuition told Zuo Xiangyang that the answer was here!
What is it? We must find out!
So Zuo Xiangyang began to immerse himself more in feeling this "thing that looks like a knife but is not a knife", wanting to dig out what it hides.

Then, he slowly realized——

This knife seems...

It seems to be him...himself?
"Me? This knife belongs to me?" Zuo Xiangyang widened his eyes in shock.

Just as he figured this out, the light of the "knife" in his arms suddenly burst out!

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"Yes, it's you!"

"The practice of Taoism is all about me! No matter what path you practice, in the end it's all about me, and I will use it for my own benefit!"

"What's important is not the sword's will, sword's ambition, sword's heart, sword's soul, sword's spirit, sword's way, sword's method, or sword's skill!"

"It's what you have."

"Don't forget yourself in order to practice!"

"Otherwise, one day, you will become one of those monsters that is neither human nor ghost!"

"Now, do you know how to become stronger?"

The moment the words fell, Zuo Xiangyang's slightly firm voice came -

"Thank you, Lord Hao... Master, disciple, I understand!"

Zuo Xiangyang bowed his head again.

This bow is to express gratitude to my teacher!

I am really typing on my mobile phone. Not only is the typing slow, but I haven't corrected the typos yet. Please bear with me.

There should be another 2k one later.

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