There was something wrong with my past life

"Unlike other practitioners who build their Taoist minds in the realm of Taoism, sword cultivators are the most unique group of practitioners. The obsession required to enter the realm of Taoism is purer and stronger, and they find the ability to hold a sword in the palm of their hands. The meaning is called the heart of the sword! As for the sentient sword, of course it means it literally. The reason why the sword owner holds the sword is not for himself, but for someone he loves deeply. Alas, it’s really not true Who knows which girl is so lucky to be loved so deeply by the sword master that she actually becomes the heart of the sword that he uses to hold the sword!"

Nangong Ritian sighed with emotion, even though the sword master was as cold as ice on weekdays, people could not be deceived by something like the sword heart. If he didn't love someone deeply to the core, the sword's heart would have been extremely fragile and vulnerable. How could he become the sword master who now has the title of Lord of Ten Thousand Swords in the world.

On the side, Chu Ran, who is good at imagining, has immediately imagined a masterpiece of sad (dog) beauty (blood) love with tens of millions of words. The rough plot is that the young sword master is unknown and just a poor scholar. At the temple fair, By chance, he met a young lady from a distinguished family on the street. The two slowly fell in love with each other through daily interactions. However, due to the gap in status and the obstruction of their families, they were beaten and separated.

In order to save the sword master's life and to prevent him from suffering the pain of longing for her, the young lady from the aristocratic family concealed the truth, pretended to have a change of heart, and went on arm-in-arms with other wealthy young men, laughing and joking, and then met the sword master by chance.

The sword master, thinking that his lover had changed his mind, traveled far away from the sad city in grief.

The young lady from an aristocratic family was soon betrothed to another well-matched young man from an aristocratic family. On her wedding day, the young lady from an aristocratic family, who was wearing a wedding dress, took poison that could pierce the intestines and cause blood to seal her throat on the sedan chair.

A few years later, the sword master who became a practitioner due to an unexpected encounter returned to this city full of sad memories. He wanted to see from a distance whether his former lover was happy and well, but he only saw a building with a familiar name engraved on it. Lonely grave...

The sword master who learned the truth of that day never fell in love with her again. He forged the heart of the sword with love and became the master of all swords in the world. Later, he lived in Jianfeng for a long time, looking towards the south where the original city existed, and spent his whole life thinking about his lover at that time.

"The sword master is so heartbreaking. He is truly a strange man in the world!"

Chu Ran, who had figured out the plot and was immersed in self-movement, couldn't help himself. Tears flashed in his eyes and he spoke with a moved face.

In their opinion, the one who can make the sword master forge the heart of the sword with love is not the woman he once loved deeply. Could it be that she is still a man?

"Yes! Speaking of the sword master, I suddenly remembered an event from long ago!"

Nangong Ritian also continued: "When I was a child, I overheard an old man in the family mention that when the sword master first joined the Tao Alliance, he was actually not suitable for practicing swordsmanship at all. I don't know what kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures he took. He possesses a very special Taoist body, which is in perfect harmony with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. His Taoist practice can be said to have made immeasurable achievements. At that time, there were many big figures in retreat in the alliance, and they all wanted to take the sword master under their tutelage and teach Taoism. , but the sword master who was just a young man at the time refused to obey at all costs. He would rather give up the smooth path of spiritual cultivation and achieve immortality, and insisted on learning swordsmanship. He said that he must become the best swordsman in the world in the future. Only then can we not disgrace the name of the sword in our hand and not let that person down. Hey, speaking of that sword, isn't it the one in your hand, brother..."

Nangong Ritian didn't finish the rest of the words, because everyone in the venue understood what it meant, and all looked at Ning Ye, or to be more precise, the sword holding the world next to Ning Ye On the wooden sword known as a sword.

Even if it is an ordinary wooden sword, as long as it is held in the hands of the best swordsman in the world, it will naturally be worthy of the name of the best sword in the world. No swordsman in the world dares to disapprove.

"Could it be that...the sword that the sword master mentioned back then was this one?" Chu Ran swallowed and asked everyone in a low voice.

"I think what the master said back then should be the wooden sword in front of me."

As a disciple, Dongfang Qingyue thought about many things in an instant after hearing about her master's past from Nangong Ritian.

For example, why did his master, after becoming the master of swords in the world, abandon the supreme Taoist weapon Qingyue Divine Sword, relocate the sword on the sword peak, and use an ordinary and ordinary sword instead? A wooden sword that is inferior to an iron sword, and regards it as real as life.

At that time, there were still rumors in the outside world that this was because the master was arrogant and believed that he was already the number one swordsman in the world, so he deliberately used a wooden sword to humiliate the swordsmen in the world.

And today, Dongfang Qingyue finally understood the reason.

Master, in fact, from the beginning of his sword training, he has only one sword as his destiny, which is an ordinary wooden sword with "The Best Sword in the World" engraved on it. But before he became the number one sword cultivator in the world, Master had always carefully treasured the wooden sword and spent the rest of his life silently working hard and silently waiting for the day when he was qualified to wield this wooden sword.

The reason why I didn't use it before was probably because the master felt that he was not qualified, or in other words, unworthy.

Because this wooden sword has the reputation of being the best sword in the world, even though it was just a childish joke, the sword owner took it seriously.

He gave up the path of cultivation that was more suitable for him and chose to become a sword cultivator, just to make this wooden sword worthy of its name. Just like what that person said when he handed this newly carved and polished wooden sword to his hand, he touched his head and said softly with a smile:

"Xiao Li, this is the most powerful sword in the world, so Xiao Li, who holds this sword, is of course the most powerful swordsman in the world! You have to work hard. Brother, in the future, you may need it, Xiao Li. This sword is here to protect me!"

Although the sword master was still young at the time, he had already been classified as an ordinary person who could not comprehend and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the assessment test for recruiting disciples in the Immortal Sect. Like most living beings in this world, Hui was born nameless and died anonymously. After a hundred years of lifespan was exhausted, he became a lonely tomb slowly forgotten by the world.

But at that time, he took the wooden sword, looked up at his brother with his little face, nodded heavily, and said in a serious and solemn tone:

"Xiao Li will definitely work hard and never let anyone hurt my brother in the future!"

The innocent childish words still echo in my ears, just like yesterday.

Who could have imagined that hundreds of years later, a joke from back then would now become true.

Perhaps, during the countless days that flew away in the past hundred years, when the sword master was alone in the dark night, looking at the best sword in the world, he would whisper a few words softly——

"wait for me."

"Xiao Li did it."

Or... "Brother, I really miss you."

On the other side, Ning Ye, who was sitting there, suddenly felt something in her heart when she heard about the deeds of the sword master she had just heard, especially when she later heard that he insisted on becoming a sword cultivator just so that he could one day use this sword in the future. It hurt a little bit.

He turned his head and looked at the wooden sword given to him by the sword master at hand, and the line of writing carved on the sword's hilt that was a little crooked, just like a child scribbling "The Best Sword in the World" carved in it.

I don't know why, but at this moment, I feel a little dazzling, and my heart is filled with sadness and distress, and there is also a feeling of guilt that seems to come from the far and deep depths.

This feeling of guilt is like the kind of person who has ruthlessly deceived and used the other person to achieve his goal.