Cannon fodder's counterattack

The two figures flew away, and the transparent shadow standing in the air smiled lightly and flew towards the sky.

Tianyi Sword Sect.

When the new sunshine shone on the earth, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the gate of the sect.

The two disciples guarding the door saw the face of the visitor clearly and looked at each other, with a flash of surprise in their eyes.

This is obviously Lawyer Uncle Han!

But... wasn't Master Han dead long ago?

One of them hesitated for a moment, stepped forward slowly, and bowed to Han Ziqi.

"Uncle, you are..."

"After being out for a long time, don't the disciples of the sect recognize me?" Han Ziqi looked at the disciples who suddenly became excited, and a trace of irony flashed in his heart.

Han Lu, did you see it?

They didn't recognize you, and it seems like your life wasn't very successful either.

The two disciples were excited, but they still did not forget the rules.

The disciple on the left asked tentatively: "Because Master Han's life tablet was rumored to be broken a few years ago, this disciple cannot completely confirm the identity of Master Han. We also hope that Master Han will produce a jade identity card or other things to prove his identity. otherwise......"

"Otherwise, Uncle Master may not be able to enter Tianyi Sword Sect." Another disciple took over what he had not finished.

Hearing this, Han Ziqi sneered and threw out a jade tablet. The jade tablet instantly lit up with a golden light and rushed into the barrier at the entrance of the sect.

The next moment, the barrier suddenly dissipated, seemingly recognizing his identity.

Seeing this, Han Ziqi ignored the two stunned gatekeeper disciples, raised his head and glanced at the towering mountain gate, then slowly crossed the sect gate and walked towards the tall stone standing inside the gate.

The huge stone is called Wujian Stone.

The Wu Jian Stone has been passed down for a long time. No one can say how many years it has existed. Everyone only knows that it appeared when the sect was first established.

Over tens of thousands of years, Wu Jianshi has slowly developed spiritual wisdom and gained its own consciousness.

Whenever a new disciple is accepted, in addition to testing their spiritual roots, the disciples must also cut a sword on the Sword Enlightenment Stone. Only when a sword mark is cut on it can they pass the test of the Sword Enlightenment Stone and enter the Tianyi Sword Sect.

Later, when the disciples in the sect sometimes had trouble practicing, they would come to meditate under Wujian Stone. The strange thing was that after meditating for a few days, their dull thoughts became surprisingly smooth, and their cultivation level also increased.

Therefore, the Wujian Stone is also jokingly called the Liangtong Stone by the disciples of Tianyi Sword Sect, which means that the state of mind and cultivation are unobstructed.

Han Ziqi stared at the ordinary stone, turned his palm, and a spiritual sword appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Seeing this, the disciples from behind quickly stepped forward and said loudly: "Uncle Han, have you forgotten that each person can only leave one mark on the Sword Enlightenment Stone. Even if you have reached Mahayana, the Sword Enlightenment Stone will... .”

"Don't worry." Han Ziqi waved his hand and interrupted, "I just had a whim and gave it a try. You don't have to worry about me."

Hearing this, the two gatekeeper disciples looked at each other and did not stop him, but they did not retreat either.

Han Ziqi didn't care about their attitude at all. He held a long sword and slashed at the Wujian Stone.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the Wujian Stone immediately exploded with countless auras. When the auras dispersed, no trace of mark was left on the hard stone.

"Uncle Master, we are right."

The two disciples laughed.

Han Ziqi raised his eyebrows and looked at the place where he had just cut. There were messy sword marks all around, and only that area was smooth.

but--

He could confirm that the sword strike just now had indeed made sword marks on it, although it could not be seen now.

He stepped forward, touched the cold stone, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be able to tell the difference between us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Ziqi felt a sudden tremor under his hands. His eyes were startled, and then he quickly retracted his hands and flew towards the sect.

It's just a stone without emotion. It's ridiculous to try to peek into people's hearts!

When the gatekeeper saw him leaving, he returned to the sect gate.

For a moment.

A deep sigh seemed to come from the Wujian Stone. After the sigh, an inch-deep sword mark quietly appeared on the smooth stone surface where Han Ziqi had cut it.

Zong Nei.

Han Ziqi did not hide his figure and just flew in openly.

When they saw him, the disciples were surprised at first, but then they immediately became excited and gathered around him chattering.

"Uncle Han, where have you been? Why are there rumors in the sect that you are dead?"

"Senior Brother Han, you are finally back. We all miss you so much."

"Uncle Han..."

......

Noises came from all directions, and Han Ziqi felt for the first time Han Lu's popularity in Tianyi Sword Sect.

With a calm face, he listened to the inquiries from all parties who were either curious, confused, or surprised, and suddenly smiled and said: "If I don't come back, will you be sad?"

"Of course it will!"

"Uncle Han, why do you say that..."

......

"fine."

Han Ziqi responded casually, thinking of himself.

If he died, would anyone grieve for him?

Maybe not.

He retracted his smile, waved away everyone with an expressionless face, and silently walked around the Tianyi Sword Sect in a circle. For some reason, no one bothered him anymore during the journey.

As if he was masochistic, he calmly reproduced Han Lu's leisurely day, going to the sword trial platform to practice, going out to play with a few friends, and returning to Han's house to visit his relatives in the evening.

Late at night, he returned to the Wujian Stone again.

"Big Shitou, if I had been the one who stayed, would I have been admired and admired by so many people? Things in the world are unpredictable. In addition to having more noisy friends, his life seems to be the same as mine. no difference."

"Moreover, they didn't recognize me. Doesn't this prove that Han Lu is actually a failure in life?"

Han Ziqi looked at the sword marks that had appeared at some point, and the resentment in his heart seemed to lessen.

He should hate him.

However, when he actually took his place and survived, he felt that such a life was boring.

He can live very wantonly in the devil world, right?

There are not so many rules and regulations. He can do whatever he wants without fear of violating morality. Apart from occasionally enduring the torture of his mind, his life is not without other meanings.

His unwillingness and resentment just trapped himself in a cage and tortured him repeatedly.

In fact, it’s good to live your own life!

After thinking about this, everything in front of him turned into illusion, and Han Lu's soul woke up.

He watched the majestic sect palace collapse instantly, turning into countless spiritual lights and dissipating in the air. He suddenly flew up out of thin air and crashed into the Sword Enlightenment Stone in front of him.

Han Lu once thought about it, if the soul that was stripped off was him, what would he do in the future?

Will he resent the Han family, master and Tianyi Sword Sect?

Now, he got his answer.

Life is impermanent. No matter what the circumstances or difficulties are, as long as you stick to yourself, practice seriously, and live hard, you will be fine.

[Today’s poisonous chicken soup will arrive even though it’s late~]