I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

"The tomb robbers died tragically one after another. Just when I thought I was doomed, a practitioner appeared in the dark."

.....

This cultivator followed the Sword Saint and his entourage into the ancient tomb. His purpose was naturally not to rob tombs, but to find an opportunity to kill the Sword Saint.

Why?

Because the Sword Master defeated his apprentice with his mortal body, the young man, who was originally very talented, has never recovered since then.

The master was so angry that he decided to kill.

However, he never expected that there was a powerful monster hidden in the ancient tomb!

In a one-on-one fight, even a practitioner who is proficient in talismans may not be a match for this monster, so he has to find a helper.

"He put a paper talisman on my sword, so my sword can hurt the blind ghost."

"We worked together and survived several life-and-death struggles before we managed to force the monster away with severe injuries. Afterwards, he scolded me and left."

After this battle, the Sword Master realized that there are always people better than you, and that’s why he retired later.

"Master, what you mean is that now that the strange creature has recovered from its injuries, has it come to seek revenge on you?"

The Sword Master nodded, his eyes showing a bit of coldness: "More than 20 years have passed, and I thought it had died long ago. I didn't expect it to come back again."

He vaguely sensed a taste of fate, and while he felt sad for his two disciples, a long-lost desire to fight rose in his heart.

Feeling the powerful fighting spirit bursting out of the Sword Saint, Zhan Yunfei's blood boiled and he said: "Master, if it wants to come, let it come. You and I will work together to kill it!"

The Sword Master appreciated his disciple's kindness.

But at his current level, he really can't help much.

"I have the deepest hatred for that blindfolded monster. After it came to the villa, I think it must have come for me first."

"While I am struggling with it, you, Miss Tangtang, and everyone else in the villa, please leave quickly."

......

The Sword Master wanted to stay alone to deal with the monster, but Zhan Yunfei and Tangtang naturally refused.

"Tangtang came here to deal with the weird creatures. Tangtang is a super powerful practitioner!"

"Master, disciple..."

Before he could finish his words, the Sword Saint's sharp gaze turned into substance and swept across the two of them.

Zhan Yunfei was suddenly covered in cold sweat and lowered his head, not daring to look at his master.

As for Tangtang, she didn't react much.

"If you bow your head, it means you haven't practiced enough. Even if you stay, you will only be a hindrance."

After reprimanding his disciple without any hesitation, the Sword Saint said in an amazed tone: "Ms. Tangtang, I judged you by your age before, which was really wrong. You are a person of great ability. I will remember your help this time!"

Having said that, the Sword Saint ordered his servants to prepare a banquet and warmly entertain this unfathomable little practitioner.

At night, the little girl lived in the room next to the Sword Saint's, but she left the relic in the Sword Saint's room.

"Xiaobai, please be more careful and don't let anything happen to the old Sword Saint."

The relic shook up and down, indicating that everything was up to him.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. After hearing that a strange creature came to the villa to seek revenge, everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the movements in the Sword Master's room.

If anything goes wrong, they will evacuate the villa as quickly as possible.

"..."

The Sword Master sat upright on the cushion, completely motionless, looking as if he was asleep.

At this moment, a faint black mist floated into the room and gathered silently behind the Sword Saint.

Xiaobai noticed this abnormality, but did not take immediate action.

She really wanted to see what skills this sword master, who practiced martial arts, had.

Unlike Tangtang, no matter how curious Tangtang is, she will put the safety of the Sword Saint above her own curiosity.

But as for Xiaobai, the little girl’s order was to not let anything happen to the Sword Master, so he wouldn’t be killed by the monster right away, right?

Let’s wait and see.

......

A dark cloud appeared behind the Sword Saint, and two small eyes emerged from the cloud, looking at this guy with hatred.

Then, a pair of pitch-black hands stretched out from the dark clouds, ready to cover the Sword Master's eyes.

"Duh!"

The Shang Kingdom's Sword Master roared so loudly that it almost shook the entire house.

But this was just a reminder for others to run away. The real method of the Sword Saint was not to shout loudly, but...

People often use the saying "eyes are shining" to describe a person who is full of energy.

However, the brilliance that shone from the Sword Master's eyes instantly illuminated the dark room.

Two rays of light were like two sharp swords, piercing the monster's dark little hands.

With one strike of his sword, the Sword Saint inflicted great damage on the monster!

Even though the Sword Master showed signs of fatigue after just one strike, this method was extraordinary and was definitely not something that an ordinary warrior could possess.

Xiaobai flew out from the corner in amazement. She was very satisfied with the Sword Saint's performance.

[Interesting...abilities...give them to...me...and they will be useful...]

The Buddha's light from the relic shone brightly, instantly dazzling the sword master.

However, after receiving Maru's message, Xiaobai did not take any further action.

When the relic flew out from the corner, the blind man knew that something was wrong.

It decisively gave up the Sword Master and fled quickly, dragging its injured body.

But as soon as it floated to the door, the dark cloud was swept away by a tentacle.

Chapter 383: Plants and Trees Become Soldiers

Because he was dazzled by the Buddha's light, the Sword Saint thought that the blinded monster was killed by Tangtang's relics.

In fact, the strange creature was rolled away by one of Maru's tentacle and raised for his own use.

But no matter what, the two sides will no longer have any intersection in the future, and the crisis of Sword Saint Villa is over.

When he woke up, the Sword Master felt a headache and sore eyes. He seemed to have had a strange dream, in which he used the Eye Sword on a big round meatball countless times?

Shaking his head, and after fully coming to his senses, the Sword Master walked straight towards the gate of the villa.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Zhan Yunfei was happy that his master had overcome the difficulties, and everyone in the villa was also congratulating themselves for not having to find another way out.

The Sword Master himself, however, did something that shocked everyone at this moment.

He found a ladder, climbed up and took down the plaque of "Sword Saint Villa".

The eldest disciple was puzzled, but Tangtang, as an outsider, understood it immediately.

"Just like the uncle in the town said, the old swordsman is going to retire for real."

As expected, after the Sword Saint took down the plaque, he said calmly: "After I put down the sword in my hand, I had the idea of ​​devoting myself to the mountains and rivers. It's just that you haven't left yet, so you have been staying here. Now... all the past grudges have been settled, and I am ready to leave."

Of course, these are not the only reasons. Everyone is also very clear about what the Sword Master has not yet said.

The two disciples he had taught so carefully died one after another, which was a great blow to the sword master who was over 50 years old.

He chose this time to indulge in the beauty of nature, perhaps to forget the pain in his heart.

"Master, what would we do without you?" Zhan Yunfei looked panicked.

"Why are you panicking? You can't defend the Sword Saint Villa, but can you defend an ordinary villa?"

As he spoke, the Sword Saint suddenly smashed the plaque in his hand and said, "No need to clean it up, just leave it at the door so that fellow martial artists can see it clearly. Those who come here to stir up trouble are just seeking fame. Now that I have destroyed my fame, who would come here again if they have nothing better to do?"

Every word the Sword Master said made sense, and Zhan Yunfei regained his composure as he listened.

He looked at the plaque on the ground unwillingly, clasped his fists towards the Sword Saint and said, "Master, my disciple is not strong enough now and cannot keep the name of Sword Saint. But if you give me twenty years, I will definitely hang up the plaque of Sword Saint Villa myself!"

There was no need to hang it up again, the Sword Master no longer cared.

But as young people, it’s good for us to have our own ideas.

.....

The Sword Master is fond of mountains and rivers, and Tangtang also likes mountains and rivers.

So when the Sword Master left, the two of them traveled together.

But in addition to mountains and rivers, the little girl also likes the worldly life.

Therefore, after only a few days of being together, the two of them separated again.

"Wow! General East, step out! Lead the soldiers to charge the enemy. General North, step out! Follow me to attack the left wing."

As soon as she entered a small village, Tangtang was startled by an old man with white hair, but he was in good spirits and spoke with full energy.

He stood alone in front of a big tree, waving his whip vigorously. It was unclear who he was giving orders to, but he looked extremely focused.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

After walking up to the old man and looking at him for a while, Tangtang asked in confusion.

"Me? I'm fighting!"

It certainly sounds like a war is going on, but where are the armies of both sides?

When the little girl asked this, the old man immediately pointed to the ground and said, "See? That's the border."

There was a long scratch on the ground. Tangtang nodded and said "yes".

"The enemy is across the border, and those standing beside me are all friendly forces."

what......

Seeing Tangtang looking confused, the old man finally revealed the answer: "Flowers and grasses are soldiers, and trees are generals. Although I can't go to the battlefield for the time being, I can fight every day in this small village."

......

I see. This is quite a test of imagination.

"Grandpa, why do you have to fight every day?"

The old man shook his head and was about to answer when a sarcastic voice sounded from a distance.

"Little girl, don't pay attention to him. He is just an old lunatic! He went crazy decades ago after picking up a torn booklet. He talks to plants and trees all day long. He even dreamed that the king would invite him out of retirement to be a general."

"You, what do you know! I have mastered this magic. Any grass or tree can become a soldier. I can attack wherever I point!"

The old man looked furious and started yelling at his wife.

This shout was like a powder keg being ignited.

The old woman rushed over, grabbed her husband's ears, and yelled back at three times the volume: "Bah, your grandson is going to get married this year, and his father is borrowing money everywhere to build a house. Over the years, what have you done for them? It's really unlucky to be born into your family."

After being scolded, the old man became completely depressed.

He was mumbling something under his breath while being pulled back home by his wife by the ear.

Seeing this, Tangtang couldn't help but smile. She felt that the two old people were very energetic.

After finding a family to stay with in the village, the little girl came here again early the next morning.

"General Nan, step out!"

The old man's powerful voice sounded, and it seemed that he had completely gotten rid of his depression.

"Grandpa, it turns out you are practicing magic."

Tangtang kindly advised: "Practice requires a balance between relaxation and tension, and inspiration is also very important. Why not go fishing, drink some tea, or relax for a few days? Maybe in your free time, you'll have a flash of inspiration and be able to practice magic."

......

Considering the fact that the old man has not been able to master the art of turning plants into weapons for decades, Tangtang gave some very pertinent advice.

But he didn't listen at all, thinking that what did a kid know?