Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 25 I also have a rain

"Taofa?" Su Muyu frowned, "I thought you were a swordsman?"

"No!" Qi Lin denied directly and said: "I just like practicing swordsmanship and the seven swords on my back, but I am not interested in being a pure swordsman."

After that, Qi Lin looked at Su Muyu holding the sword hilt and said with a smile: "You are very suitable to be a swordsman, but you are suppressing your heart. Otherwise, today's rain will be more deadly."

As he spoke, he waved the Rain Flower Sword in his hand, lifting aside the layers of rain curtains, revealing the figures of the two people.

Somehow, Su Muyu, who had always been taciturn, was willing to say a few more words when facing Qi Lin: "Life is always full of dissatisfaction, and we can only go on the path of our own choosing. Of course it is good to be a pure swordsman, but

It’s better to act for your own persistence.”

"That's right." Qi Lin applauded: "If you weren't being a killer, you could be considered a pure person."

Su Muyu was noncommittal. He also knew that being a killer would have no future, but in this world, where could they go?

"Then what is your insistence? To become famous all over the world, it seems that every young man thinks so."

Su Muyu became more and more interested in Qilin, and he continued to ask.

Qi Lin waved his rain flower sword and laughed and said: "Glory is like me in the clouds, I don't like to stand on other people's heads;

Wealth is like dung to me, because I can get it at my fingertips;

Fame is a burden to me, because I like to be quiet, and being famous will cause a lot of trouble;

Qi Lin's voice sounded again, and everything seemed to be back to the way it was at the beginning.

Minghou and Yueji supported Qi Lin.

So he raised the Rain Flower Sword, and the breeze ruffled his clothes, making them flow like an immortal.

Human beings have to have higher pursuits.

Qi Lin said in their ears: "The old man just now is Xie Qidao, the head of the Xie family in Anhe. He must not have been seriously injured. But my strength has been exhausted.

Su Muyu felt great pressure. Although he came to kill people, at this moment he was like a guest facing his master, and said one word with great reluctance: "Please!"

Qi Lin set a small goal for himself. The Seven Swords were originally born to protect the world, and he was willing to take over this responsibility.

The clone self-destructed, detonating all the energy, and Su Muyu was directly blown away.

Qi Lin was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and the Rain Flower Sword thrust straight out, "The rumbling summer rain is making people anxious!"

The autumn rain is soothing and chilling, while the winter rain is as cold as a prison.

"You are really interesting. I have only seen people who disliked the lack of these things, but I have never seen anyone who disliked the abundance of these things."

"It's raining heavily!"

"Winter rain sends me home coldly!"

The heavy rain was everywhere, filling every inch of the space.

"Maybe I'm going to die here today?"

"I don't understand!" Su Muyu shook her head: "But I still want to thank you for giving me your time!"

"The spring rain moistens everything silently!"

While talking and laughing, Qi Lin reduced everything that the world pursues to nothing.

Su Muyu remained silent. He was used to using silence to resist fate. Even though he was about to die, he was unwilling to say a few more words.

Qi Lin couldn't help but praise, the Su family's method of using swords and threads to control the blades was indeed very good.

"What a great killing technique!"

Qi Lin disappeared in the cold rain, but his Rain Flower Sword became everywhere, appearing from time to time to kill Su Muyu.

Su Muyu bit the tip of her tongue, woke up, and hit the Rain Flower Sword with the Drizzle Sword.

Su Muyu's Drizzle Sword stopped in front of Qi Lin's throat, and the seventeen flying thin blades also stopped in mid-air.

The heavy rain poured into every room of the inn, cutting into pieces the killers who wanted to kill people, but not hurting a single innocent person.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Su Muyu's forehead, because Qi Lin's sword energy had spread all around before he knew it.

"clang!"

The drizzle in the sky turned into a rumbling rainstorm, and the sword energy rushed towards the face, one after another, making people unable to breathe at all.

"I heard that wherever the Su family goes, there will be continuous rain. I also have a rain. I wonder if the Su family is willing to taste it?"

Qi Lin jumped up into the sky and used the Dao Technique to divide his body into four parts, each holding a Rain Flower Sword.

Qi Lin's situation is a little better than Su Muyu's, but not much. He relied on the power of the Rain Flower Sword to control the heavy rain, and now his energy is almost exhausted.

"Now I want to forge a human sword. In the future, I may do something more meaningful."

"gentlemen!"

Su Muyu couldn't force the fight at all, so he could only retreat again and again.

The moment the words fell, Xiao Yu resigned and stabbed out.

The Rain Flower Sword hit a knife.

The rains of the four seasons flow together, then gather in one place and fall from the sky.

Qi Lin shook his head. He was not blind. He knew full well that Su Muyu was accumulating sword power, but he was just too lazy to stop him.

Qi Lin exerted his strength and brought pieces of rain curtains down on Su Muyu, forcing him to retreat step by step.

In fact, it was Su Muyu who danced, and it was his sword intention that moved the rain curtain.

Su Muyu, who had blood at the corner of his mouth, did not dare to be careless. He noticed a familiar feeling in the seemingly ordinary scene.

Power is even more of a burden to me, because I don’t like being a jerk, but being a good leader is too tiring.”

Do whatever you need to do tonight, don't panic or get confused."

"You sound like a saint?" Su Muyu said with a hint of irony.

As soon as this idea came into Su Muyu's mind, a sword appeared in front of him.

The Rain Flower Sword in Qi Lin's hand fell, the drizzle rolled up from the sky, and countless sword energies emerged from all directions.

Qi Lin asked politely.

"I still like you very much, but it's a pity that you, the umbrella holder, won't give up on your mission, so I have no choice but to accept your life."

Su Muyu spun around, and the seventeen thin blades turned into a storm. Along with the Drizzle Sword in his hand, he blocked the dense yet ubiquitous sword energy.

"No, I'm under an illusion!"

Qi Lin became more and more relaxed and comfortable, and he began to wave the Rain Flower Sword in the direction of the rain drifting.

"Then what do you want?"

The wind and rain gradually slowed down, and Su Muyu grasped the thin sword hidden in the umbrella handle.

In the blink of an eye, their swords were about to collide.

"That's wrong. Sages don't care about glory, wealth, fame and power from the beginning, but I find it meaningless because they are so easy to get."

"In short, life is still long, there is no need to set yourself too hard."

The man holding the knife was an old man wearing a robe.

The sound of rain suddenly stopped.

"The autumn rain cools people's hearts!"

Qi Lin, on the other hand, held the Rain Flower Sword and stood in front of Ming Hou and others. He used the last of his true energy to gather the heavy rain on the sword and swung it out.

Qi Lin frowned, leaving a clone behind, and flew towards the inn with the heavy rain in the sky.

He was knocked away by Qi Lin's sword and disappeared into the rainy night.

It was the cold breath of death, chilling people's hearts and causing fear.

Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, Su Muyu waved the Xiaoyu Sword in his hand again, and the seventeen thin blades flew up, killing him from the bottom up.

Seventeen thin blades began to fly in the rain, flying irregularly, driving the entire rain curtain, as if a god was dancing, causing all the rain in the sky to fly towards Qi Lin.

Although Qi Lin had exhausted all his energy, the people in Anhe didn't know.

So he is going to perform an empty city plan tonight.

The two immediately understood each other, and Minghou stayed behind to take care of Qi Lin secretly.

Yue Ji did not explain to the simple-minded Sikong Qianluo, but just took her back to her room to rest.

Whisper for support

(End of chapter)