4717: Endless sorrow

Endless sorrow

3 The long sword was pointed at an angle, as if it was about to slash. Although it was not really slashed out, the murderous intent filled with a violent aura had already filled the entire Stardust shuttle. It made people feel endless sorrow, endless sorrow, and endless hatred.4

Ling Chuxi once again thought of Huangfu qingjue's words. She did not know how much suffering and torture Wei Wuming had gone through to have that kind of vicissitude and sorrow that was completely inconsistent with his age, to be able to comprehend such a sword intent.

The long sword slowly slashed out, one strike after another. The sword momentum was chaotic, but the killing intent was stronger than the previous one.

Wei Wuming's eyes were actually glistening with tears. Ling Chuxi could feel his heart through his eyes and she felt as if her heart was as dead as dust.

Even the heartless Yi Feng's face revealed a trace of sadness and sympathy. He also somewhat empathized with her.

"Do you want me to use it again?" Wei Wuming asked after a long time.

"No need, I can't learn this sword." Said Ling Chuxi as she shook her head.

She suddenly realized that Wei Wuming's heart of martial arts was different from Meng Zheng 's. Although they were both indifferent to life and death, Meng Zheng's was a kind of open-mindedness and a kind of heroic spirit, while Wei Wuming's was because of extreme sorrow and pain. Perhaps, death was another form of release for him.

Ling Chuxi had seen the sorrow and hatred in Wei Wuming's eyes when he had struck out with his sword. He had been able to live with that grief until now and pursue his own path to become a powerful expert because of this hatred.

It wasn't that Ling Chuxi couldn't learn this kind of swordsmanship, but even if she did, without this kind of mental state, she wouldn't be able to unleash its true power. She didn't want to have such a state of mind.

Wei Wuming said nothing and slowly put away his long sword.

"May I ask where you learned this Sword Art?" Ling Chuxi asked.

Based on Ling Chuxi's own experience, it was impossible for her to completely rely on herself to comprehend the power of the heavenly way and then comprehend the heaven's path sword technique. At the very least, she needed an opportunity. To Ling Chuxi, the nine provinces mountain and river diagram was her opportunity.

Judging from Wei Wuji's age, this was even more impossible. There must be a reason for his Sword Art. Perhaps it was because he was not skilled enough that it was so messy, and the power of the heavenly Dao in the sword could not be fully exerted.

"Can I not say it?" Wei Wuming said after a moment of silence.

"That's your freedom. " Ling Chuxi nodded her head.

Wei Wuming had already sworn to be her follower, so if she insisted on asking, he would have to tell her. However, Ling Chuxi had already faintly guessed that the origin of this swordsmanship was definitely related to Wei Wuming's past. Since he was not willing to talk about it, Ling Chuxi also did not want to remind him of his sad past.

"Thank you," he said. Wei Wuming nodded his head at Ling Chuxi and returned to his room.

It was rare that Yi Feng didn't Mutter behind his back like before. He looked at the back of Wei Wuming with a bit of sympathy in his eyes.

"This guy's background doesn't seem simple." After Wei Wuming closed the door, Yi Feng held his chin and said thoughtfully.

"Alright, stop pretending to be profound. Hurry up and go cultivate. Try to advance to the divine level before we get to the void Moon Valley so that you won't hold us back." Long RUO tingyuan sent a kick over.

"It seems like I don't need to cultivate anymore. I think I can advance to the divine level now." Yi Feng said.

"You've completely comprehended that cultivation technique?" Ling Chuxi asked.

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