The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 329 Sword name soft iron, three feet two inches

"Actually, if I really want to say it, there are still hundreds of years between now and the time when the story takes place."

Slowly stretching out his hand to hold the golden label again, Pei Wende continued to speak softly, regardless of whether the young man could hear what he said.

"At that time, even if the story of flooding Jinshan really happened, it has nothing to do with me."

"After all, practitioners in this world live long, but they can live for 500 years, and they are already at the level of land gods..."

"Compared with the gods in myths and legends who have lived for tens of thousands of years, the land gods are not really immortal after all."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Wende directly crushed the label in his hand, and then completely returned to his physical body.

It just left this empty sea of ​​consciousness, still projecting all kinds of things that may happen to Pei Wende in the past, present, and even in the future.

——Dream Enlightenment·Big Thousand Worlds!
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"Brother Pei?"

When Pei Wende opened his eyes again, what he saw was Zhang Chusheng who was cautiously wanting to touch him.

And the moment he saw Pei Wende open his eyes, Zhang Chusheng was so frightened that he immediately stepped back half a step, making him feel a little funny in addition to being helpless.

"I haven't seen you so timid before? Why did you become so timid after going up the mountain?"

He complained so much, but Pei Wende turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated hall, so he could understand Zhang Chusheng's current mood.

After the battle with the young man just now, or Pei Wende's unilateral defense of the sword against the enemy, the hall at this moment has become very dilapidated.

Collapsed incense tables, overthrown incense burners, pillars full of sword marks...

Traces of destruction visible to the naked eye are all over the entire hall, making it impossible to believe that this place was still a bustling Buddhist temple fifteen minutes ago.

Especially the shattered Buddhist hall and the seven swords stuck in the ground at all angles made the dilapidated look a bit more menacing.

"hey-hey……"

After confirming that Pei Wende was indeed Pei Wende, Zhang Chusheng scratched the back of his head with a smirk.

"Isn't that what you taught me?"

"It's important to prioritize protecting yourself before encountering any uncertain situation."

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, he is afraid of well ropes for ten years. Although Zhang Chusheng has not yet reached that level, he has gradually become mature and cautious after experiencing the "borrowing money" incident.

"Brother Pei, who was that guy just now? Why did he disappear suddenly?"

He didn't continue to entangle too much on this issue. Zhang Chusheng's youthful curiosity made him question Pei Wende.

"That guy? He can be regarded as an inexplicable... messenger!"

After a brief hesitation, Pei Wende finally defined the young man's identity as a "messenger".

At the same time, Wen Wende finally understood why Xiaoqing was behaving so abnormally during this time, even deliberately avoiding herself.

Pei Wende is no stranger to this kind of situation, on the contrary, he has already heard about it.

Because in any sect of practice, there is a saying of "breaking the world".

The sublimation of thought, identity, three views, and even the level of life...

Practitioners will always lose touch with their previous social relationships, and then need to re-examine the past.

The severance of love and righteousness of the evil way, the monkhood of the Buddhist school, the hermit practice of the Taoist school...

In fact, it can be seen as an extension of this concept, but the approach is more extreme.

But what Pei Wende never expected was that this kind of ideological struggle, which is only human, would appear in Xiaoqing, a monster who has no normal ethics and moral concepts.

And what is the source of Xiaoqing's idea?
Why did she suddenly want to break the mortal relationship and cut off the fetters with herself?

[Is it because of my 'bad star' physique? 】

[Or is her 'Heavenly Tribulation' coming soon? 】

【Or, that guy's brain was kicked by a donkey】

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind so quickly, in fact, instead of entangled with Xiaoqing's thoughts, Pei Wende is more concerned about what happened to her?
Regardless of whether the two are at odds with each other in the future, or become strangers since then, a deep friendship has been formed between Xiaoqing and Pei Wende.

From the beginning, I just wanted to hug my thighs, and now I have become a tacit partner...

Xiaoqing can almost be said to have witnessed how Pei Wende grew from a mortal to a strong man in the "half-step innate" realm.

No matter what reason Xiaoqing wanted to cut off the bond between the two, Wen Wende couldn't let her go.

"Brother Pei?"

So just when Pei Wende was in a daze again, Zhang Chusheng's voice woke him up again.

"what happened again?"

Looking in the direction of the voice, Pei Wende noticed that Zhang Chusheng actually ran near a long sword that was stuck obliquely on the ground.

From this, it can also be seen how distracted Pei Wende's energy is now, and he would actually be distracted at this time.

"Brother Pei, didn't you promise to have me before?"

"Will you give me a sword to protect me after I recover?"

He didn't hide his desire for the long sword at all. Zhang Chusheng looked at Pei Wende with a slightly expectant look, and almost said "give me this sword".

"You brat, you have pretty good eyesight."

Smiling, he walked forward and pulled out the long sword inserted obliquely over there. Pei Wende picked up a sword flower with one hand and said.

"This is one of the works I am most satisfied with."

"Regardless of tenacity, strength, and even aura, they are all the best among these seven swords."

It wasn't until this time that Zhang Chusheng had a complete look at the long sword.

This is a long sword with an astonishing length, the length of the ground alone occupies one-third of the entire blade.

Especially when Pei Wende swung it with one hand, its slender sword body bent like a long whip, showing its terrifying toughness.

"The name of the sword is 'Soft Iron', the sword is three feet and two inches long, and there is a sound of a long whip piercing the air when you use it."

"Compared to the oxtail long sword, ring head sword, dragon knight sword, Napoleon saber, Dusak machete, eight-faced Han sword..."

"Even the dogleg knife that I often use, the difficulty of using this sword is among the best."

When saying this, Pei Wende looked at Zhang Chusheng, who had eyes full of heart, and paused deliberately with a smile on his face.

"If you really want to learn, I can consider teaching you."

However, facing Pei Wende's sudden "temptation", Zhang Chusheng suddenly became alert.

"What do you want me to do?"

Smiling and shaking his head, Pei Wende held the sword flower with one hand again.

"I may have to go down the mountain later, and I will definitely not be able to come back tonight."

"If you can hide it from the old monk for me, I will teach you how to use 'soft iron' as soon as you come back tomorrow morning."

—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—

(End of this chapter)