when you become a striker

Su Shi retreated.

Just a sword for refining.

Before, all he thought was that one day he would be able to go to the Weapon Sect and seek a master craftsman to forge this sword, but since he himself understood the law of gold and subconsciously absorbed a lot of knowledge about crafting, Su Shi didn't think so up.

Or can it be called 'whimsical', or 'insufficient greed'?

Just because he began to extravagantly wish that if this sword would eventually be given to his senior brother, it would be made by him with all his heart and soul. Would the senior brother not be able to help but think of him every time he saw his weapon? ?

Even if it was just a possibility, Su Shi's heart was pounding, as if drunk, and he couldn't think of anything else.

So he retreated and started the first weapon refining; Su Shi never felt that he was very talented, he just paid more than others, once failed twice, twice failed three times, thousands of times, there will always be Once it will work.

As he thought this way, his subordinates became faster and more proficient; and there were more and more waste swords of various materials piled up in the corner.

The ten thousand year magnetic core stone is so precious, of course he would not directly use it for refining, but use ordinary iron tools, combined with the knowledge of refining from the seniors in the general manager, and try again and again.

Every time he felt dissatisfied with the result, he would throw the scrap sword in the corner and start over.

Under the scorching heat, his lips were chapped, his face turned a magnificent color, and the fine sweat stains stuck to his face, which seemed to be covered with a layer of oil.

It was uncomfortable, but the discomfort was negligible compared with the joy and joy that might be gained.

Fail and try again and again, as if there is no end to it.

When his spiritual power couldn't keep up, Su Shi stopped, swallowed some pills to replenish his vitality, adjusted his breath for a while, and threw himself on the refining device again.

***

Su Shi is retreating.

Mu Chaohua knew early on, but he still stood under the flower tree in front of the protagonist's house, quietly lowering his eyes, the moonlight fell on him, making him look even more desolate.

He doesn't come here often, but recently he always comes over when his mind is disturbed. It doesn't matter to him whether the protagonist retreats or not. It seems that just standing here, the mind full of noisy and mocking will be quiet.

[The host seems to have become lazy recently, and his cultivation is not as hard as before. Is it because he has evil intentions when he came to the door of the protagonist's room so late? ] 00023 suddenly said, with a flash of joy in his heart.

As long as the host is unhappy, it is happy; who made the host hurt it so badly, and it hasn't been repaired until now?Although many of them came together by accident, it felt that if the host hadn't dragged the woman to God's Abandoned Continent together, the plot would never have collapsed like this.

At least, it won't have anything to do with the Ming family, and it won't consume so much energy that it hasn't recovered until now.

【...Little San, I just think what Master said is right. It is not a good thing to raise your cultivation base too high. It is also necessary to slow down appropriately to understand this world. 】Mu Chaohua stretched out his hand to pick up the flower branches that blocked his sight, and said, 【Besides, you can't miss too many scenery in this world just because you practice blindly. 】

Mu Chaohua said so, but he kept simulating the scene of the space being built and broken in his mind, and it seemed that there was a piece of space breaking and forming in his eyes.

Duplicity, probably talking about people like him.Why are you here?Because it is peaceful here; why is it peaceful here?It's just... because there is someone here who makes him feel at peace.

Heh, it's so simple, but for some reason, he deliberately spared it every time; people are the best at deceiving, not only deceiving others, but also deceiving themselves.

Luhua is getting heavier.

Until there was a faint white light in the sky, and then it was dyed a little red.

Its daybreak.

Mu Chaohua shook his sleeves, turned around and walked in the direction of Zangshu Pavilion. His movements were not slow or fast, and he seemed to be walking in an eternity. Get out of the way, not close but respect from the bottom of my heart.

The Zangshu Pavilion stood silently in the morning light, and when the sun shone down, it seemed to coat the tiles of the Zangshu Pavilion with a layer of golden light, shining and dazzling.

Mu Chaohua approached step by step, his eyes were not on other places, but on an old man who was sitting quietly at the door of Zangshu Pavilion.

The old man seemed ordinary, with gray hair and half-closed eyes most of the time, but the strangest thing was that the old man seemed to have no spiritual power.

This is undoubtedly a sign of a dying life, but in reality, even if a monk is near his life, how can he lose the aura that has been cultivated and absorbed in his body for a long time?

The old man opened his eyes, and when someone approached, there was a flash of light in his chaotic eyes, but it was fleeting.

But he didn't close his eyes like before, but opened them, and looked at the person carefully, the chaos in his eyes dissipated little by little, it turned out to be a law?Law of space? !

Xiao Wu straightened his lazy body.

"Come here and talk." After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards his own residence.

Mu Chaohua followed behind Xiao Wu, his eyes were clouded with doubt, and he kept walking one step behind the old man.

Xiao Wu's residence is very close to Zangshu Pavilion, and the furnishings in the house are also extremely simple. Compared with the handyman disciples of the Qingyuan Sect's outer sect, it is not much better, and it does not have the momentum of the sect's seniors at all.

"Sit." Xiao Wu's voice was hoarse and dry due to the fact that he seldom speaks. Xiao Wu also noticed that when he brewed a pot of tea, the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, but his trembling movements were unavoidable. Worried that he might accidentally spill the teapot.

Mu Chaohua sat down as promised, took the teapot from Xiao Wu's hand, filled the teapot for the old man, and filled it up for himself; just looking at it seemed to be a kind of enjoyment.

"It's very rare at your age to comprehend the law of space to five points; your master has taught you a good apprentice." Xiao Wu took a sip of tea and felt that his throat felt much better.

Although Xiao Wu doesn't care about world affairs, but with his cultivation base, there are some big and small things in the sect. It's hard to know.

"Master's uncle praises it, the junior just took a chance to comprehend the law of space to such a level, and it will be difficult to make progress afterwards; I came here today to ask for my uncle's advice." Mu Chaohua replied.

Even Liu Jian didn't notice the five-point understanding of the law of space, but Xiao Wu can point it out directly, why not surprise him?If Mu Chaohua still thinks that this person is about to die and regrets it, no one can be more stupid than him!

Amidst the scent of tea, Xiao Wu showed a look of nostalgia on his face, he said, "What Xiao understood was the law of time, so I just talked about it indiscriminately, but most of the laws of the world have figured it out. Don’t misunderstand your son.”

Mu Chaohua was in awe.

He has comprehended the law of time, so he naturally knows the difficulties involved, and the old man in front of him can successfully comprehend the law of time, his talent and perseverance can be imagined.

"Senior seems to have no spiritual power, is it also due to the law of time?"

"It's just an illusion given to people when they understand the law of time. Time is the most mysterious thing, and it is also the most difficult to comprehend the law of time. As for the lack of spiritual power, Shou Yuan only said that it was only after Xiao When comprehending the law of time, it's just an illusion that other people see."

Xiao Wu hadn't spoken for a long time, and he even talked about the rules that he had always been good at, so he became eloquent and eloquent. The more he talked, the more he liked Mu Xiaozi.

Although he is the one talking most of the time, kid Mu seldom speaks, but he doesn't feel like singing a one-man show. The kid surnamed Mu will insert a few words at the right time, often to the point, which makes him more preachy. .

He is always appreciative of a young man who is serious and motivated and not self-righteous.

"Your master has really taken in a good apprentice." This is the second time Xiao Wu said it. The first time it was just admiration for Mu Chaohua's talent, but the second time it was really envy for Liu Jian up.

I don't know how many times the tea has been refilled, and suddenly it's evening.

Time is always ruthless, it will not speed up because you are empty and lonely, nor will it slow down because you are talking about sex.

"This is the law of time." Xiao Wu sighed suddenly, seeming to have aged a bit.

Mu Chaohua hummed lightly, "Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books" is not just talking, but also his feeling at this moment, and he has a faint realization in his heart.

Just when he was about to think carefully, he saw the bells of Qingyuanzong ringing. Whenever the bell of Qingyuanzong rings, it must be the head of the sect. The elders of the inner sect and their true disciples will gather in the hall of righteousness. However, Qingyuanzong has always been peaceful, and this is the first time he heard the bell ringing.

"There must be a major event happening in the sect! Uncle Xiao, this disciple is leaving first, and I will come to seek advice from my uncle at another time!" After Mu Chaohua finished speaking, Xiao Wu nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out.

The bell rang rapidly, each sound seemed to be beating on the heart.

Mu Chaohua seemed to be taking short steps, but every step was far away, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Wu's pupils shrank, and he sat cross-legged on the couch, pushing his own law of time to the extreme. Looking at him now, his hair is whiter, the wrinkles on his face are increasing one by one, and his back is more bent In a few minutes, the time was only a blink of an eye, but he was getting old rapidly. Finally, he opened his eyes, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and murmured over and over in his mouth:

"No! It's impossible..."

The law of time has realized his state, and it is not impossible to trace the past and the future along the timeline, but this time, he doubted himself for the first time, is this the future he sees?

Xiao Wu lost his mind.

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