My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 15 Stay safe

The fair-skinned boy immediately said excitedly: "Yes, I didn't expect that Senior Brother actually remembered me."

The fat boy smiled and said, "Of course I remember. Let me ask you something. Who was that girl in red just now? Why doesn't she look like someone from our side?"

The fair-skinned young man quickly replied: "Brother, this person is not simple. I think Sister Baiyi respects her very much. She doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Seven Heroes Mountain."

The fat boy immediately became interested when he heard this, and asked quickly: "Why is it not simple?"

The fair-skinned boy stammered, "She's amazing. She can fly! She flew down from a building several stories high without any harm. Anyway, I'm pretty amazing."

The fat boy scratched his head and said, "It's okay. We will be able to fly in the future, and even higher than her."

On another carriage, a woman in white looked at the woman in red and said, "Miss Jiang, are you really not considering joining my Seven Heroes Mountain?"

The red-dressed woman said calmly, "I just went to Jianya to watch the swords. I don't want to join a faction. I hope Sister Li will forgive me."

The woman in white said with some regret: "Alas! Well, since my sister doesn't want to, I can't force her. It seems that I really made a mistake to come to Daliang this time. Fortunately, I found a good seedling with top-grade spiritual roots, otherwise I would not be able to explain to the sect."

Seeing this, the woman in red smiled slightly and did not reply. After the carriage left the city for ten miles, it arrived at a small post station. The woman in white said to the handsome young man in front of her: "Sir, let's say goodbye here. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers. Goodbye."

The handsome young man waved his hand and said, "Since Fairy Li is unwilling to visit my Wolong Mountain, then I will not keep you. Goodbye!"

Then the two teams of carriages drove in two different directions.

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"Oh!"

After a dull thud, a figure crashed into the earth wall. The figure immediately climbed up again, looked at the sloppy Taoist in front of him, and said, "Come again!"

This person was Xu Zhian. The young man at this moment had tattered clothes and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he was in very good spirits. The paleness on his face was gone, and he even looked healthy.

This was the fourth day that the young boy had been subjected to brutal beatings from the Taoist master. During these four days, the Taoist master would knock the boy unconscious every day, under the pretext of improving the boy's cultivation. If others saw this, they would think that the Taoist master was going to beat Xu Zhian to death.

The sloppy Taoist looked at the boy who got up and punched him again. The boy was knocked back again and hit the earth wall, causing mud to fall off.

"Boy, getting up is not enough. You must hit me three more times, otherwise all the suffering you have endured before will be in vain." The sloppy Taoist said jokingly.

At this moment, Xu Zhian felt as if he was hit by a mountain and his body was in great pain. However, the young man finally got up and looked at the old Taoist with a smirk on his face, and smiled.

The old Taoist was even more satisfied with this. From the initial two punches, after four days of day and night training, the boy can now withstand seven punches from the old Taoist without falling. His progress is rapid. Now the boy's body is many times better than before, and even his muscles are slightly visible.

The sloppy Taoist walked forward and waved his hand as usual, but this time his force was much stronger than before.

Of course, the boy was knocked away again without a doubt. This time, he felt so much pain that he rolled on the ground. He didn't even notice that his forehead was bleeding.

This time the pain lasted for half an incense stick, and the young man finally got up from the ground. The old Taoist took a sip of wine, smiled and said, "Not bad, Xu Zhian, you are very good. You have made great progress in the past few days, but it is not enough. There are still two more punches."

After the sloppy Taoist finished speaking, he put the wine jug aside, raised his hand and hit the boy on the lower abdomen. A fishy and sweet taste came to Xu Zhian's mouth, and then he flew out of the yard and hit the wooden door. This time the boy did not move at all, and even moving his fingers was very difficult.

This was the boy's limit. Even though his whole body was in pain and his legs and feet were cramping, he still didn't close his eyes. Even though he was really sleepy, he didn't dare to give up as long as he thought of what the old Taoist had just said.

So an hour later, the boy staggered to his feet again, looking at the sloppy figure not far away, and smiled stubbornly: "Come!"

The sloppy Taoist stood up and punched the boy, sending him flying out of the yard again. This time the boy fainted and was no longer alive.

The sloppy Taoist nodded with satisfaction, walked to the table, picked up the pot of wine, and drank it directly.

The boy felt someone pouring something into his mouth while he was in a daze. He subconsciously opened his mouth, but he was not sure what was poured into his mouth.