Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 333 329. Chaos Bloodline, Encounter of Offspring
"But the old and young in the family are really worrying, especially this pair of siblings."

From a high-dimensional perspective, the countless thoughts of Xu Zhenqing constitute the most real "Xu Zhenqing", just as the Heavenly Dao dominates all living beings, and all living beings constitute the Heavenly Dao, which is pure and complex.

Things like family affection are becoming more and more like signposts. Xu Zhenqing was able to go through more than ten years of not seeing each other, but when necessary, he would go through our memories and express his true feelings.

For a moment, Xu Zhenqing seemed to see the young Xu Luoyi, following behind him, kneeling in front of Yanhuang, calling him "Master". The two emperors looked pleased, but said afterwards: This boy must learn to achieve great things later.

He practiced the Taihuang Sword deliberately, hoping that he would rise with the help of the Daqian Dragon Qi, while the young Luo Yi followed behind him, carefully and cautiously imitating the way he swung the sword, but with many flaws.

Every day, he practiced from the Golden Crow to the Moon Rabbit, comforting the child: "There is no need to seek to become one of those chosen ones by heaven."

However, mediocre people hide in the corner, thinking they are superior and delusionally wanting to be stronger.

Working hard day after day, working hard day after day, struggling, hesitating, fearful, and unwilling.

Standing in the most eye-catching position, especially with Mingzhu in front of him, he was given high hopes, but in the end all he got in return was hypocritical consolation from those around him.

Finally one day, he abandoned the dragon spirit, tore off the crown, gave up the sword and learned to use the knife. The shadow of him holding the knife was lonely and thin, and looked so lonely and pitiful.

Xu Zhenqing couldn't help but say: "If you learn other things, it will be much more difficult than it is now. Since you have chosen the path yourself, then walk it yourself."

Inheriting the path of ancestors can be said to be a broad road, but the path one takes is destined to be a narrow path. Luo Yi looked at the tall figure in front of him and did not answer, or rather, silence was the answer.

Constantly denying the present, constantly repeating the past, constantly looking forward to the future and then repeatedly questioning it, fuck reality, I want to live out my own life.

Only after setting foot on the ancient road of the starry sky and conquering the road of the emperor did I realize the cruelty of the world. I saved a lazy drunkard, all because he was holding on to a rotten knife.

The two were stuck at the first level for a long time. Many aspiring people had already set off, but Luo Yi stopped only after hearing that his elder sister was at the previous level. However, the drunkard swordsman was doomed to die.

On a whim, Luo Yitong started to practice sword techniques with a sword cultivator. His moves were graceful and full of murderous aura, but he was blocked by this inconspicuous sword cultivator. He was like an antelope hanging on a horn, and disappeared without a trace.

"It is easy to abandon the sword in your hand, but it is difficult to abandon the sword in your heart." On the ancient starry road, a sword cultivator taunted, holding a thick-backed broadsword in his hand.

Xu Luoyi suppressed his chaotic bloodline and at the same time suppressed the desire to raise his sword and chop this sloppy sword cultivator to death. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it not possible to use sword techniques with the sword?"

"Don't use the sword technique, use the sword instead. This is not how you use the Taihuang's sword." The sword cultivator held the sword, the sound of the sword trembling, and with one blow, the sword came down, and the black hair turned white, and the flesh and blood burned to ashes.

This knife is unstoppable, and the knife techniques are mostly chopping, and there are also moves and techniques such as lifting, pulling, pulling, and collapsing, but chopping is also the most challenging.

Moreover, the two have similar cultivation levels, and Dao Xiu is just an ordinary person, so he has no other choice.

So, sacrifice your life!

"clang!"

The swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound. Luo Yi looked at the broken holy sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, put down the knife in his hand, and grasped the sword in his heart to deal with it.

"The sword in my hand, the sword in my heart... I lost! I've learned something!" Luo Yi helped the fallen sword cultivator to his feet, a bittersweet feeling of relief. The sword cultivator forced himself to look up, confirming that Luo Yi had indeed transformed. He had gone from a man with lofty ambitions to a mere mortal, living for himself!
"Good, good, good!"

"Refine the holy medicine quickly, don't save it for me, I'm still waiting for you to call me a knife."

The sword cultivator's cloudy eyes occasionally turned, and when Luo Yi handed him the holy medicine, he smelled the fragrance of the holy medicine at his lips, and only then did he regain a trace of life.

"Hahaha, that's how it should be. Your heart must accept the sword, then your sword will accept you. You are so young, but your cultivation is similar to mine. Apart from my profound insights, there is nothing else I can teach you. You walk your own path!" He drank the remaining wine, laughed loudly, threw away Luo Yi's holy medicine, and died while sitting there.

Xu Luoyi collected the body of the old sword cultivator. The other party did not leave his name, but his love for the sword, his heart that had nothing outside of it, his heart that had no self, the world was only the sword, and his unswerving way of moving forward, did teach him the true meaning of the sword.

As he continued on his journey, he knew that his elder sister was just ahead of him and that he was already far behind.

Perhaps some people go from brilliance to mediocrity simply by changing their perspective and looking at the brilliance of the world from a different perspective.

He exhausted all his energy in going from mediocrity to excellence, but just like the way of sword cultivators, once you have made the choice, you must go on with determination.

As Xu Luoyi killed aliens along the way, his sword gradually became filled with evil spirits, but he just held the sword, washed it, and drew it. In the end, even the scabbard was rotten, so he simply found a rope and hung it around his waist.

He walked slowly but firmly through every checkpoint and every star. He heard about the battle between the Holy Body and the Tyrant Body, the birth of the Holy Spirit, the birth of the successor of the ruthless man, and even his elder sister's advancement to the Holy King.

On this day, his holy tribulation came. There was no doubt that he became a saint and was finally no longer a small shrimp on the road to becoming an emperor.

The ancient starry sky road, even if it is teleported by the five-colored altar and a void channel is constructed, will still be exposed in space.

Because of this, since ancient times, those who have embarked on this path are almost all kings of the way of killing.

Without the strength of a king, it is impossible to fight freely in a space environment for a long time.

Arriving at the tenth level of the human race, the guards here are all holy kings. Xu Luoyi is very low-key. Although he has a quasi-emperor killing weapon in his hand, it can only hit once.

After all, he became famous in the ancient road. That day, he was being hunted by the Holy King, but he planned a counterattack and became famous throughout the universe. All the major cosmic media seemed to have smelled something fishy and came to him in droves.

A pure fairy returned, it was Xu Luoyi's elder sister Xu Luoyun. The two looked at each other across the starry sky, without saying a word, and went their separate ways.

Knowing his own limitations, Xu Luoyi chose to endure it, thinking to himself, "Just wait, don't look so arrogant now, or you'll be stunned when I defeat you later."

Along the way, they met a cheerful young man, Xu Luoan, Gai Jiuyou's disciple from the next generation. The three of them joked about each other's names.

Attracted by the blood, they set out together. Xu Luo challenged the young man, who was obviously younger than him, several times, but he was defeated in an instant. He gave up again.

Xu Luoan was a little at a loss. She looked at the other sister and thought that as the eldest sister, shouldn't she comfort her younger brother?
However, Xu Luoyun said coldly: "Don't worry about him. He is much better than before."

They practiced, searched for treasures, and killed enemies along the way until they reached the 30th level. As expected, the three of them were targeted by the killer dynasty.

(End of this chapter)