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"No wonder everyone always says that if you don't have talent, you don't want to practice. Only now I finally realized this sentence. Is everything I do a joke? Is it all self-inflicted?"

"Is my sword really sharper than anyone? It's clear that I have never beaten anyone in the same realm-once."

"If you have no talent, don't go to the immortal, and would rather do anything, for almost a hundred years."

"Why? I... I'm so unwilling!"

The voice of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect became sad for the first time. That absurd self-confidence seemed to collapse all at once. Xia Yi raised his head, realizing this state of mind, and thinking of himself.

They are all untalented people.

"But I still have to practice! The dragon laughs at the ant, the mosquito is silent, but also has the heart to shake the dragon, even if it is a delusion, but at least the ant has done it in his heart!’

"Heart sword, single

The voice of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect roared, and continued to practice even if the eyes of thousands of people were blinded.

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There are more and more places in this world that are lit up, and although the cultivation level of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect is slow to improve, it is also slowly improving. Every time Thunder Tribulation almost kills him, but he is alive. After coming down, fighting with the enemy slowly changed from nothing-victory to invincible.

Xia Yi felt-kind of Tao, the ancestor of Heart Sword Sect left these fragments specially for the purpose of telling that kind of Tao.

Dao name, unyielding.

I would rather die on an unyielding road than admit my destiny.

With a talent worse than most mortals, he has reached the point where many geniuses have to look up. All this seems to be enough as long as unyielding is enough, but it is far from the powerlessness of the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect. No one saw his anger, his sorrow, only the few good words people complimented him after he became famous.

What kind of late bloomers, what talent reappears.

Even afterwards, a beautiful female cultivator wanted to be with the ancestor of Heart Sword Sect, but was rejected by the ancestor of Heart Sword Sect. From the perspective of the ancestor of Heart Sword Sect, he felt that the most beautiful person in the world was the one who was personally handed by him. People buried.

"Perhaps, the only thing I can say is luck. I can get to this point, the realm of Shinto? This is something that I didn't dare to think about in my entire life when I was young. Later, I started to understand and practice. Ah, whether it is refining qi, refining the body, or refining the soul, we must eventually go to the step of refining the mind. The thing that restricts our achievement may be talent, but in the latter part, the most important thing is the original intention.

"If I hadn't thought that my sword would be invincible, there would be no such day when my sword would be invincible. This is really difficult to achieve. If I die halfway, there will be no me. Fortunately, I succeeded."

"In fact, everyone is the same. If you have no talent, you don’t need to be inferior. If you have talent, you can’t be arrogant. Talent? Cultivation is an act against the sky, and talent is bestowed by God. Yuan

."...Go against the sky!"

The ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect finished saying these words, and finally...

This dark world is all lit up, and the most central location is-an island in the middle of the lake, where there is a thatched cottage.

"Later, if you don’t dislike it, go in and sit. If you can listen to the story and hear now, it means that you have no impetuous heart and do not pursue the inheritance left by me. In this case, I will show you my most precious thing. thing.

After Xia Yi heard it, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he slowly walked towards the Cao Lu. The Cao Lu had no walls. It was not so much a Cao Lu, it was a simple little pavilion built by the lake.

Xia Yi walked over, sat down, and looked at the nearby scenery. Is this the view of the Heart Sword Sect tens of thousands of years ago? It can be roughly seen that it is similar to the current Heart Sword Sect, but the difference is still very big. The ancestor’s field is gone, the tomb where his loved one is buried is gone, etc.

The breeze blew across Xia Yi’s cheeks. Xia Yi had the urge to drink tea for the first time at this time.

"This original intention when I was young is the most precious thing...

"Hahahaha, what a reason I am inferior to others.

There are more people thinking this way. There are no more losers, but few winners, but now there are two winners who cross different time periods and communicate in a special way.

Guangmu play

"Heart Sword Sect ancestor, thank you! If we were born in the same age, I really want to drink and drink with you.

It's just a pity that there is no chance to even use the storage ring and internal space in this secret realm.

This ordinary landscape is the one that a strong goddess has in mind. It is his most precious thing. Everything behind is benefited from the endorsement of previous efforts. The branches of the sword, the stone platform, the sword is broken, and the sword is broken. .

And did the ancestors of the Heart Sword Sect really practice swords?

This is the greatest good fortune. When everyone else is practicing Qi and physical training, he starts a long-distance journey of training the mind. If he can have such a good fortune, he will There won't be so many annoying things.

"Farewell!"

Xia Yi sat for a while, after enjoying the scenery, walked towards the exit. When he went out, many items appeared in front of his eyes. They were collected by the ancestor of the Heart Sword Sect without intention. As a small reward, Xia Yi did not hesitate. , Did not choose the best thing, but just took away-the key.

He can even recognize what the best treasure is-a sacred sword, but he doesn't need it.

After stepping out of the secret realm, Xia Yi turned his head and looked at the word Jianju,-Zhong Mingwu came to mind again.

The sword is in the heart.

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Heart Sword Sect is not for fun.

The mountain gate of the Heart Sword Sect was actually built on the most precious land in the heart of the heart of the Heart Sword Sect ancestor. After Xia Yi appeared, he determined-walked straight in one direction, and came to a cliff with moss. The previous waterfall has long been there. The cut-off is not there, only the cliff stands here.

Xia Yi gently brushed the moss with his hand, and gradually felt some uneven marks on his palm.

"The traces you made with branches in the past have not disappeared for so many years. This is evidence of your hard work, and who would have thought that you would hide the greatest good fortune in the first level?"

Xia Yi closed his eyes and used his spiritual thoughts to perceive the imprints on the cliff c. These chaotic sword marks slowly combined into a certain kind of magic. It is not clear about its rank. Xia Yi realized it quietly, and his mind was slow. An old man's voice sounded slowly.

"Don't forget your original intention! This is the secret of enlightenment.

After hearing it, Xia Yi opened his eyes and looked normal, as if he did not comprehend anything. Xia Yi sighed --0. This technique does not have any offensive effect, but it is extremely important.

"Heart sword, break the falsehood.

"Cut everything lost!"

This technique can make Xia Yi ignore the vast majority of illusions in the world. From now on, Xia Yi will no longer be afraid of the illusion that absolutely suppresses physical cultivation.

Xia Yi turned his head and arched his hands towards the cliff. Then he returned to his own small building and sat in his favorite pavilion. Yun Nishang heard about Xia Yi’s emergence from the secret realm, but when he arrived, he found that Xia Yi was at a young age. A rough stone table was set up in the pavilion. There were two glasses of wine on the table-the cup Xia Yi would drink by himself, and the other-the cup was not touched. "Or

"Then... you know I'm coming?

Yun Nishang-Leng, thinking that Xia Yi was waiting for him, Xia Yi looked at Yun Nishang and exhaled a breath of alcohol.

"No, to a friend, although he is gone now.

"Then please be sorry, seniors, so have you got the key?"