"Master, when can I become the best swordsman in the world?" At this time, a young man whose face was still a little immature, but who could already see some shadow of the adult Jian Qi, asked. "Xiao Jian, once you learn these nine thousand seven hundred sword techniques, you will become the best in the world." "Really, master, then I will learn three more swords every day!" "Really, truly, you are the most talented swordsman I have ever seen. You are destined to become the best swordsman in the world in the future." Ten years later. "Master, I have learned all the swordsmanship and have successfully built the foundation. I am number one in the world. Is this really what I can hope for?" "Xiao Jian, you are still very young. If you practice this Ten Thousand Life Sword Art well, the best swordsman in the world will eventually be yours." "Master, I have no power, no one to support me, no money, no husband, no husband, no one, Master, I..." "Xiaojian, Master, I don't understand so many great principles. I only know that if you work hard, God will live up to it. Three thousand Jiang Jia can swallow Wu!"

Decades later. "Master, I have formed an elixir and am the best in the world. I don't dare to think about it anymore. I want to live my life in peace. Master, I have let you down." "It's a pity, Master, that you will never hear it again." "Master, if you are still alive, you must be very disappointed. I have achieved what you have been pursuing your whole life, and I have also given up on being number one in the world that you have been pursuing your whole life." "Master, I'm leaving. I will never come back to Hidden Sword Peak. This is the last time I will call you master. I am not worthy of being your disciple." years later. "Master, I'm sorry, Master, I think I am qualified to be your disciple again. I met a girl. I want to protect her. I want to be the best in the world!" "I want to stand in front of her no matter what happens, even if I have to turn my back on the whole world!" A few days ago, there was a valley in Zangjian Peak. "Master, my disciple is unworthy. Xueyan wants to do something big, and she begged me to help!" "She is in the late stage of elixir formation, and yet she comes to beg me. My disciple understands that this time there is no chance of misfortune. Master, I have left a legacy, and this is the last time I come to worship you." "Master, I'm sorry, loving someone is really hard, but that little bit of sweetness has already added a lot of color to my pale world." that day. "Xueyan, do you want me to go to Zuiyue Tower?" "Jian Qi, if this is not the case, I am afraid that woman will not completely let go and fight with me. If I cannot kill her, I am afraid there will be endless troubles." "Xueyan, how much more important is Su Xinzhai to you than me?" "Jian Qi, please don't be so pretentious, okay? This is not the same thing." Of course this is the same thing, but Jian Qi has stopped talking. He doesn't want to argue. He is very tired now, as if he was stabbed once and then stabbed again. If you look at this word horizontally and vertically, you can see that there are two daggers, one stabbing at yourself and the other following closely behind.

Jian Qi watched the moon for two hours from the window of Zuiyue Tower. Two hours later, Lan Chunxian came. Jian Qi was very intoxicated that night, and Lan Chunxian was also very generous. Jian Qi was very happy, but his heart was very bitter. He should obviously be very happy. He was trying it alone. The taste of the two most beautiful beauties in the Danji period of Jiang Kingdom can be said to be a death without regrets. Both of them were even willing to commit themselves to him. He should be happy and smile up to the sky. However, he couldn't laugh that night, and the smile never appeared on his face. (End of chapter)