On Mount Shaoyang of the Zhen Wu continent, the famous Sword Manor House.
There were many people surrounding the spacious Martial Arts Practice Field. Some of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, while others were in high spirits.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Fei, who was dressed as a servant.
Yan Fei was not interested in the other people's eyes and their cold words. He stared at Bai Ruxuan and asked, "Ruoxuan, have you really decided?"
Bai Ruoxi's face was unusually cold. "Don't blame me. What I want, you can't give it to me."
"I'm born with a Spiritual Body and an excellent physique for practicing Martial Arts. From now on, I'll have a bright future. As for you, you're born with broken meridians. We're not passers-by at all."
"Didn't you say that you would take care of me for the rest of your life? From now on, leaving me will be the greatest care for me."
Yan Fei's eyebrows trembled slightly. After a few breaths, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."
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Yan Fei and Bai Ruxuan were originally a pair of poor lives in the small village. They had no parents since they were young and lived together.
In front of the mountain temple, they had decided on their marriage through the incense of the Lord Mountain Deity.
In order to cure Bai Ruxuan, Yan Fei climbed the dangerous peaks to collect herbs and fell down the mountain stream. Fortunately, he was hung on an old tree, which saved his life. So far, there were many scars on his body.
A month ago, when the Villa of Swords was recruiting disciples, Yan Fei took Bai Ruxuan to the mountain road for nearly a hundred miles to try. In order not to waste time, in the dozens of miles behind, Yan Fei almost carried Bai Ruxuan on his back. There was no day and no night, so he did not miss the time.
To become a martial artist, one's aptitude was the most important. In the test, Yan Fei was tested to have a natural broken meridian. It was hard to tell how long he could live, not to mention practicing martial arts. However, Bai Ruxuan was tested to have a primordial spiritual body that could not be found in a hundred years.
Without a doubt, Bai Ruxuan became a disciple of the Villa of Swords. As for Yan Fei, if he wanted to stay, he could only choose to be a servant of the Villa of Swords.
They met again today. Bai Ruoxi's words made Yan Fei speechless.
"Pfft? What I regret most is that I met you in the past. It's a shame for me today." Bai Ruoyun's words were cold.
Bai Ruoxi had been accompanied by a man in white, and they looked very intimate.
The white-clothed man's surname was Liu Jun Xie. He was a disciple of the Jianwu Hall.
He threw two pieces of silver to Yan Fei.
"Boy, taking these is enough for a person like you to live for the rest of your life. Listen up, from now on, if you dare to disturb Ru Xuan again, I, Liu Junxie, will break your leg. Humans have their own life, and dogs have their own lives. If you want to be a human being, you have to know how to behave and accept your fate. Otherwise, you won't even be a dog."
As he spoke, a fierce glint flashed in Liu Jun Xie's eyes. He waved his hand gently and released a stream of green energy, which shot straight at Yan Fei's chest. It was obvious that he wanted to teach Yan Fei a lesson.
When some disciples of the famous Sword Manor House saw the force, they all gasped at the same time.
They knew that this was war intent. If a mere mortal was beaten up, even if they didn't die, they would still be crippled.
Yan Fei, who had never practiced martial arts, instinctively felt the danger, but he had no chance to dodge in front of Liu Junxie.
Yan Fei wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The blue force hit his chest.
However, after a few breaths, Yan Fei appeared to be at a loss. He looked at the place where his chest had been hit and then looked at Liu Jun Xie. He thought to himself, "I don't feel anything. What is this Liu guy doing?"
In an instant, a look of confusion appeared on Liu Jun Xie's face, and he even felt a little embarrassed.
He knew that the strength just now was not enough to kill people, but it was enough to make Yan Fei suffer internal injuries for a year or so. However, this strength disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea.
The onlookers looked at each other, then at Liu Jun Xie. They were all at a loss.
Since things had come to this point, there was no point in staying any longer. Yan Fei patted the clothes on his chest and turned to leave the martial practice field.
When he returned to his residence, he recalled Bai Ruoxi's cold and heartless face in his mind. Yan Fei said to himself angrily, "Humans have lives, dogs have lives. If you want to be a human, you can only accept your fate."
You're right.
Fate. Fate.... Who would decide who this so-called life belonged to?
"No, I, Yan Fei, will never believe in fate. If there is really fate, I will never yield."
"It's just that my body..." Thinking of his current situation, Yan Fei felt his chest was stuffy and his throat was salty. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was just soaked in his chest.
A finger bone was hanging on Yan Fei's chest, which had existed since he remembered it.
He was shocked to find that the finger bone had absorbed his blood.
A few breaths later, a ray of profound light shot out from it and hit the spot between Yan Fei's eyebrows.
The next moment, Yan Fei felt an incomparable pain all over his body, as if every bone and every muscle and vein were broken.
The unparalleled pain made Yan Fei lose consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, Yan Fei finally woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he found that his whole body was covered with a sticky substance that gave off a foul smell.
He slowly got up. As he moved, he felt extremely comfortable from head to toe. Moreover, he felt refreshed as if his whole body was full of strength.
He remembered that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his chest...
Yan Fei's eyes instantly focused on the finger bone in his chest. He thought to himself, "Just now, what happened to my body?"
As soon as he had some doubts, an old voice suddenly appeared in his mind. "Clean your muscles and bones, cast the golden body again, Immortal Sword Body!"
After several attempts, Yan Fei was shocked to find that every time he concentrated his mind and had doubts, there would always be a voice in his mind to answer them.
"What is the Indestructible Sword Body?"
"The combination of muscles and veins is unique between heaven and earth. It is the best physical quality to practice the Tao of the sword. It is born against the natural order."
"So overbearing? Am I already an Indestructible Sword Body?"
"Yes, Indestructible Sword Body is at the early stage of completion."
Yan Fei was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity in this Sword Manor House.
Everyone wanted to turn their hands into clouds and rain, and control the power of the world to get drunk and lie on the knees of a beauty. They couldn't do it before, because they didn't have a chance. But now they had an opportunity. If they missed it, it would be their own problem. So, Yan Fei asked directly in his heart, "How should I practice this so-called kendo?"
This time, the voice did not answer directly. Yan Fei only felt that a lot of information was forcibly poured into his mind.
Infinite Sword Principle, a mental cultivation method for internal practice in the Grand Completion Realm.
In addition, there was also a martial technique called Form and Will Sword Skill.
Yan Fei, who was very unfamiliar with Martial Arts, really had too many things to learn. All the information he would get was firmly remembered in his mind.
He couldn't help but have an idea in his mind.
The so-called Indestructible Sword Body, Infinite Sword Principle, Form and Will Sword Art, compared with the cultivation methods practiced by those guys in the Villa of Swords, who was stronger?
There was an inexplicable thought of giving it a try. According to the voice, this was a heaven-defying physical quality, a heaven-defying method.
Yan Feiyu frowned and said in his heart, "Since the mandate of heaven is so cruel, merciless, and heaven-defying, what should I do? Don't bully a young man because he is poor. If there is really the mandate of heaven, I, Yan Fei, will simply change my fate against the will of heaven!"
