Ronin from Douluo

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In the following time, Zeng Yi spent every day teaching the children how to practice, drinking tea and chatting, and wandering around the village. He lived happily ever after.

"You're pretty laid back, plan to spend your whole life in this place?"

Xuedi looked at Zeng Yi speechlessly.

During this period of time, she has not seen Zeng Yi take the initiative to cultivate, and lives like an ordinary person every day, living with tea, rice, oil and salt.

It's been half a month, and it's still the same.

Seeing Zeng Yi's appearance like a salty fish, Xue Di couldn't stand it anymore.

"I've worked so hard for so many years, what's wrong with enjoying an ordinary life now?" Zeng Yi lay on the bamboo chair, his body swaying slightly, and said with a look of course.

"Besides, it won't be long before the world will not be peaceful. There will be no chance for such a peaceful day."

Regarding Zeng Yi's words, Xuedi couldn't deny it.

She also vaguely felt that in the near future, chaos would arise.

The world is still peaceful now, but it is only the calm of the storm.

However, there is one point that Xuedi can't figure out.

"Do you think that the dynasties in the world can still affect you and me?"

Xue Di couldn't believe it, Zeng Yi's strength was already at the ceiling level in the world, and his own strength was also at the level of a 99-level Peerless Douluo.

With such strength, are you still worried that chaos will affect you?

Zeng Yi smiled lightly: "The dynasty's struggle for hegemony is just the beginning."

"Soon, this world will usher in the age of God!"

As soon as Zeng Yi finished speaking, Xue Di's pupils shrank into needles instantly.

"Is this true?" Xue Di couldn't believe it.

From her point of view, Zeng Yi's strength is the person who is closest to the divine realm. Could it be that someone else can break through to that realm faster than him?

Zeng Yi nodded and said, "When did I ever lie to you?"

"If that's the case, why are you able to sit here so leisurely?" Xue Di asked back.

Zeng Yi smiled lightly, his brows revealing incomparable confidence.

"The way I am pursuing is different from theirs. Even if someone steps into that realm before me, so what?"

Said, Zeng Yi glanced at Xue Di, and said: "Actually, I am looking forward to someone stepping into the God Realm."

"If you can fight against the gods, just thinking about it will make your blood boil!"

Seeing the fighting intent in Zeng Yi's eyes, Xue Di helplessly raised his forehead.

This guy is really overconfident!

"Right? Why didn't Binger come out and jump?"

"She fell asleep again, and it seemed that her strength was waking up."

Hearing Xuedi's words, Zeng Yi couldn't help but tense up.

I like Binger's lively and lovely appearance very much, and I really treat her as my daughter.

However, if she restores her previous memory.

Zeng Yi didn't dare to think about what kind of fucked up his life should be.

Xuedi sat on a stone bench beside him, looking at the children not far away who were working hard on their cultivation.

"Human cubs are really pitifully weak!"

Zeng Yi said: "It is true, but human beings have extremely high potential. Even if they are born weak, they can rely on their wisdom to become stronger step by step."

"So, God is really unfair, but you humans can become extremely powerful in just a few decades.

As for soul beasts, it would take tens of thousands of years, or even 10,000+ years, to obtain such power. "Xue Di complained a little.

"fair?"

Zeng Yi looked at Xue Di like a fool, and said: "The lifespan of a soul beast is beyond the reach of human beings! Even the most powerful human beings can only live for a thousand years.

But the lifespan of a soul beast is as long as ten thousand years, 10,000+ years! "

"How can there be absolute fairness in this world? Everything in the world that seems to be very different and unreasonable is actually fair.

Of course, this is not fair to a certain thing, but the balance between the whole world. "

After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Xuedi fell silent for a moment, having nothing to say.

Looking at these children sweating profusely under the scorching sun, Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of himself when he was young. ъ

Zeng Yi taught them how to practice. In addition to cultivating soul power, Zeng Yi also taught them basic swordsmanship and taught them the way of swordsmanship that they are best at.

None of these children had innate soul power, and they were able to cultivate only by relying on the soul seeds Zeng Yi had planted for them.

And Wuhun is not very good, even very rubbish.

Therefore, Zeng Yi thought that instead of cultivating the useless martial soul, it would be better to practice his own way of swordsmanship.

It is not difficult for Zeng Yi to teach them the way of swordsmanship.

What is difficult is whether they have the perseverance to persevere in their practice.

For Zeng Yi, he didn't actually have too much expectations for these children, after all, their talents are not very good.

However, what Zeng Yi taught them was enough for them to get out of this small village and see the outside world.

Perhaps, without talent, they will not be able to reach a high enough height even if they spend their entire lives in poverty.

But at least you can see the outside world and broaden your horizons.

Moreover, their next generation will not have innate soul power like they do now.

If it wasn't for the predestined relationship with oneself, it would be nothing more than a lifetime, and it would be impossible to change one's own destiny.

A month later, Zeng Yi left the village under the eyes of everyone.

This time, Zeng Yi didn't know that he would not have a chance to return to this home again.

And in the village, in the yard of Zeng Yi's house, stood a huge boulder one foot high.

On the granite stone, engraved with a word, named.

sword!

The rhyme of Taoism flows on the rock, and there seems to be a supreme magic hidden in the vagueness.

In front of the rock, there was a broken iron sword inserted into the ground, entwined with a faint sword intent.

This is the cold iron sword that Zeng Yi carried when he was young.

After experiencing countless battles with Zeng Yi, he was already dilapidated.

Zeng Yi left it here, as if he buried his youth with his own hands.

Perhaps, in the future, someone will be able to pull out this iron sword with his own hands and inherit Zeng Yi's true meaning of swordsmanship.

Zeng Yi also would not have known that what he had done this month would turn this obscure village into the famous Sword God Village in the mainland after many years!

Of course, that is already a story.

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Sky Dou City, Shrek Academy.

On this day, San Dao Miaoman stood in front of the gate of Shrek Academy like a goddess in the sky, with a slim and graceful temperament, which attracted the attention of many people and instantly became the focus of the scenery here.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the plaque on the gate of the academy, engraved with the five gilt characters of Shrek Academy, and sighed in his heart.

After four years, they once again returned to this alma mater that left countless good memories in their hearts.

However, the mood of returning to his alma mater this time is no longer the joyful and excited mood of the past.

"Let's go in." Ning Rongrong said to Zhu Zhuqing and Yanque who were beside him, and stepped into the school gate.

Soon, the three girls came to the dean's office of Shrek Academy.

I met the dean, Flender, and master Yu Xiaogang.

As Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing who were invited, they were the last to arrive.

And the rest of the Shrek Seven Monsters had already arrived at Shrek Academy.

Soon, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong reunited with others.

At the party, everyone seemed to be in tacit agreement, and none of them talked about the situation in the mainland or the issue of war.

Instead, he tells interesting stories about his practice experience and recalls his childhood experiences.

Although on the surface, everyone laughed and laughed, filled with cheerful expressions.

However, Ning Rongrong felt extremely depressed.

It seems that the innocence and pure friendship of that year no longer exists.

Although they are very familiar with each other, they feel extremely strange.

This depression almost made Ning Rongrong feel unable to breathe.

Until the end of the party, the tranquility was finally broken!

Tang San's eyes became sharper, his face was serious, he looked at everyone, and said: "Brothers and sisters, this time, I need your help!"