The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Bai Feiyu's face was full of anxiety, he didn't understand why Leng Qingsong was still alive!

That is the sword cultivator's natal sword!

That is the life of a sword cultivator!

Did Leng Qingsong say it so easily and comfortably?

The natal sword is broken, don't talk about the way of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, why is Leng Qingsong still sitting here so well?

The moment the sword broke, the sword energy devoured the master, and he died suddenly!

Bai Feiyu rushed in front of Leng Qingsong, grabbed Leng Qingsong's wrist, and threw a piece of real energy into it.

Transmitting true energy into other people's bodies is a big taboo for practitioners!

Because this true essence can easily destroy Leng Qingsong's meridians and dantian.

But Bai Feiyu, who lost his composure, did such a thing recklessly.

Leng Qingsong didn't resist, but looked at this junior who was usually more mature than himself and lost his composure because his natal sword was disconnected, and there was a little more tenderness in his eyes.

"It's weird! It's weird! It's broken and it hasn't been broken, what's going on?" Bai Feiyu let go of Leng Qingsong's hand and muttered to himself.

He sent his true energy to check Leng Qingsong's dantian, in Leng Qingsong's dantian, a Nascent Soul was sitting quietly in the dantian.

Yuan Ying held a broken sword in his arms, it was Leng Qingsong's natal sword!

Although the broken sword was a little fuzzy and unstable, Bai Feiyu could still feel the purest sword intent flowing from that sword!

The same sword intent as my previous life!

How could a broken natal sword still be able to stabilize its shape, and even have the sword intent flowing?

This shouldn't be possible!

Even in ancient times, even Li Taibai, who was a sword fairy, could not admit this matter.

Every sword cultivator only cultivates one natal sword. This is an iron law that has existed since the beginning of the practice!

Now there is a sword cultivator whose natal sword is broken in two, and is sitting here intact as if nothing happened?

Bai Feiyu looked at Leng Qingsong with a complicated expression and said, "Brother, do you know what will happen if the natal sword breaks?"

"I know!" Leng Qingsong nodded, as if he already understood the consequences of breaking the natal sword.

"Who did it?" Bai Feiyu asked.

Leng Qingsong's stern face was a bit uneasy, he couldn't say that he entered the human world and broke it with his own hands, right?

If you beat Leng Qingsong to death, he wouldn't say such words.

Leng Qingsong thought for a while and said, "Master."

Leng Qingsong's thoughts are very pure, in the final analysis, since he and his elder brother entered the human world, it was his master's arrangement, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his master broke it to cause this result.

Is that master again?

When Bai Feiyu heard Leng Qingsong talk about Hu Yun, those eyes that seemed to see through everything first came to mind.

Bai Feiyu didn't understand what the monk who could almost see through his own heart was planning.

But the breaking of the natal sword is almost fatal to a sword repairer!

This is Bai Feiyu, who is a sword fairy, can be sure that Leng Qingsong will never be able to walk on the road of sword cultivation in the future!

To Leng Qingsong, this is no different from killing him!

But why is there a sword intent circulating on that broken sword?

And the sword intent is so pure, almost exactly the same as the sword intent I had in my previous life?

"Brother, are you really not afraid that Master will do something unfavorable to you?" Bai Feiyu took a deep breath, and slowly uttered outrageous remarks.

Leng Qingsong was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought about it before, he shook his head and said, "I believe him!"

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Leng Qingsong's mouth, who was always serious.

The master who can let himself ride on his neck to swagger through the city, and himself and his senior brother can argue with him at any time, play with his temper from time to time, and just stay on the spot, is the man who made him feel like a father for the first time since birth.

Of course I believe him.

And my elder brother believed in Master very much, and my elder brother believed in him, and I had no reason not to believe in him.

Now it was Bai Feiyu's turn to be stunned, he didn't quite understand why Leng Qingsong would say such words.

He knew very well that the way of sword practiced by Leng Qingsong was the way of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

That is the strongest swordsmanship in the world!

Only if you are too forgetful and have a pure sword heart, you can be the master of ten thousand swords!

And it seems that Leng Qingsong has something more important than the pursuit of his own way, even more precious than his own way.

It is so precious that Leng Qingsong can obey the arrangement without hesitation and break his natal sword with his own hands!

Leng Qingsong, who seems to be the most indifferent, has become the one with the most friendship, so how can the way of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords continue?

Bai Feiyu's thoughts flew to his previous life, when he was not yet a sword fairy in his previous life.

My natal sword was also destroyed before, and at that time, I spent all day drinking to drown my sorrows, muddled.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you will destroy yourself if you go on like this!" Yi Yi said to himself worriedly.

"I'm just a useless person now, so what does it matter if I'm ruined or not?" Xiao Bai, who was also called Li Taibai, raised his head and poured wine into his mouth, and said drunkenly.

"I have a way to help you recast your natal sword! Trust me!" said the man in the green shirt with certainty.

Li Taibai laughed loudly, the laughter was full of desolation, and then shouted at the green shirt: "Get out! Impossible! I'm already a useless person, are you here to pity me?! Get out!"

But then the attack on the green shirt succeeded, and Li Taibai's natal sword came back, even better than before.

But Li Taibai could no longer find the figure in the green shirt.

Li Taibai also thoroughly embarked on the supreme swordsmanship and achieved the position of Sword Immortal.

In the end, he also ended up dead.

This road is a dead end, and it is also a dead end. It is to obliterate all my emotions, and only the way of swordsman is left in my heart, so that I can truly achieve the so-called supreme forgetfulness!

A gleam of pain flashed in Bai Feiyu's eyes, which was also the reason why he no longer chose the way of his previous life. This way is destined to have an end, and the end is doomed to be bleak.

That's why I chose to walk on the way of swords where everything is my sword.

Even if I can't reach the height of my previous life, I don't want to experience that kind of pain again.

"Senior brother, what should you do if you face the most painful choice at the end of your journey?" Bai Feiyu asked Leng Qingsong with a little dull eyes.

Leng Qingsong looked at Bai Feiyu who had obviously become a little downcast, and said softly: "I am not alone, I still have you."

"What if this is the choice you face?" Bai Feiyu stared at Leng Qingsong and asked.

Leng Qingsong's eyes also became sharp, and his whole body seemed to be like a sword. He looked at Bai Feiyu seriously and said, "That way is wrong!"

"Tao is infallible!" Bai Feiyu said without giving in.

Leng Qingsong said without thinking:

"Then I won't seek Tao, let Tao come to me!"