Chapter 78 The So-Called Righteous Way

Lying on the ground, letting the starlight shine on his body, holding the blood-colored sword gall in his hand, Wu Chi couldn't help but lose his mind.

Although he doesn't like Yuan Ziyi's way of pulling people's swords, but seeing Yuan Ziyi's current appearance, how can he blame him at all?

He is not a fool, at this point, Yuan Ziyi's intentions, he can naturally see clearly, but now it seems that he can only pretend to be confused, the most difficult thing in the world to bear, seems to be the beauty's kindness.

That wisp of blue hair was still in his arms, even though he was moved in his heart, how could he accept this feeling calmly?

"Little guy, do you want a drink?"

Walking out of the thatched hut, the old man saw Wu Chi lying on the ground at a glance, and walked over carrying the wine jar.

"Grandpa Alcoholic!"

Getting up from the ground, Wu Chi hurriedly took over the wine jar.

"Little guy, you don't seem very happy." He waved his hand to stop Wu Chi from saluting, and the old man sat down on the ground casually, "Sit, sit down and talk."

"No, I just thought about some past events." Sitting down again, Wu Chi concealed it.

"Not honest." Glaring, the old man didn't ask any more questions, his eyes fell on the sword gall in Wu Chi's hand, "Listen to that little girl, have you re-condensed your sword energy today?"

"It's just a little bit, and it dissipated without even being able to hold a breath." Wu Chi shook his head.

Hearing the words, the old man was slightly taken aback. When Yuan Ziyi said it before, he thought the little girl was talking nonsense, but now he heard Wu Chi admitting it himself, he still couldn't believe it.

"Have you really recondensed the sword energy?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Wu Chi asked puzzled.

"It doesn't make sense!" The old man frowned tightly, and stretched out his hand to feel Wu Chi's pulse again, "It's strange, the injury to the foundation of swordsmanship has really recovered."

Hearing this, Wu Chi lifted his spirits, "Grandpa Alcoholic, so my own feeling is right?"

"It's hard to say." After thinking for a while, the old man said slowly, "No matter what, it's always a good thing to be relieved. Maybe you, a little guy, can really perform miracles?"

"I think, as long as I keep going, maybe it won't be long before I can gather my sword energy again." Wu Chi said confidently.

"What are you going to do with this sword gall?" The old man asked slowly when his eyes fell on the sword gall again.

Slightly startled, Wu Chi also hesitated.

The method of extracting the sword gall is too vicious, it can be said that it is a taboo, but this sword gall is obviously collected by Yuan Ziyi forcibly murdered. If he follows the standard of righteousness, he must not use it.

However, thinking of the danger Yuan Ziyi endured for this sword gall, and the kind of heart, he hesitated.

Seemingly seeing what Wu Chi was thinking, the old man said softly, "Little guy, are you from a righteous family?"

"I am a teacher and a small sect, but I also belong to the Zhengdao sect. Master also taught me righteousness and justice since childhood, and to distinguish between good and evil." Wu Chi's face turned serious when he mentioned Master.

"It doesn't matter how big or small the sect is, your master is amazing to be able to teach a disciple like you." The old man nodded.

It's nothing more than his own talent and strength, the most valuable Wu Chi's courage and disposition, and it is precisely because he appreciates these qualities in Wu Chi that he is so close to Wu Chi.

"Master abides by the way of the sword all his life. He is upright and upright. Although my Iron Sword Sect is small, the disciples of Master's sect strictly abide by the teachings and dare not insult Master's reputation."

There was a trace of solemnity in Wu Chi's eyes, and he said seriously.

In fact, this is not boasting. All the direct disciples of Iron Sword Sect, regardless of their natural talents and strengths, are undoubtedly worthy of these words in terms of actions and aspirations.

"In that case, according to the standard of righteousness, you should throw away this sword gall." The old man nodded noncommittally and said softly.

"..."

After a slight pause, Wu Chi still held the sword gall in his hand, and was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head.

"The sword gall was brought back by Ziyi after going through many hardships. If I throw it away, wouldn't it be a disappointment to her kindness?"

"But this sword gall was drawn by her murderer. If you use it, wouldn't it be against the righteous way?" The old man asked in a deep voice.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Chi replied slowly, "I don't understand, what is the right way! To tell you the truth, Grandfather Alcoholic, I killed the disciples of Tianshan Mountain, and I also went to Kunlun, and I almost worshiped under Kunlun, but I As you can see, even among the disciples of Tianshan and Kunlun, there are also evil and sycophants, who are more vicious than those in the evil way."

"Oh?" It was the first time the old man heard Wu Chi mention the past, and he didn't interrupt, waiting for Wu Chi to continue to explain.

Now Wu Chi was no longer on guard against the old man, and slowly told the story of the Sword Shadow Villa back then.

"It makes no sense!"

Even though he didn't witness it with his own eyes, the old man smashed the wine jar angrily.

"Yeah, this is the so-called upright school! If this is the so-called right way, then what is the evil way?"

Wu Chi smiled wryly, and continued, "I don't know what the so-called right way is, but I know good and evil, right and wrong. As long as you do things that don't violate your conscience, in my opinion, you can have a clear conscience."

"Ziyi took the risk to extract the sword gall for me. I should not let down this kindness." Looking at the sword gall in his hand, Wu Chi said softly, "If I recover, I will definitely find out in the future. The person Ziyi killed , Whether it is good or evil! If he dies innocently, I will do my best to compensate his relatives, so as not to violate my heart."

"If they know that the person was killed by the little girl, they must kill the little girl for revenge? Wouldn't it be difficult for you to be caught in the middle?" the old man asked again.

With a casual smile, Wu Chi said softly, "Am I that pedantic person? Doing good deeds and helping others may not necessarily require a reason, right? Besides, as long as I do my best and don't go against my heart, that's it. In this world, there is no absolute right or wrong between kindness and resentment, if they still want revenge in the future, I will take care of it on Ziyi's behalf."

Hearing this, the old man suddenly laughed, and exclaimed softly, "What a true one, little guy, you have a good master!"

"Whoever asked you to help me pay back, what I did myself, I will naturally bear it myself, and you don't need to worry about it."

While speaking, Yuan Ziyi's voice sounded from behind.

Yuan Ziyi himself just lost too much blood and was a little tired. After resting in the house for a while, he had already recovered a lot, and soon after the old man came out, he also came out.

Originally, he had been eavesdropping, but now that he heard Wu Chi's words, he couldn't help jumping out.

Slightly stunned, Wu Chi smiled and shook his head, ignoring her words.

Although she was complaining about Wu Chi's troublesome things, she was secretly happy when she heard what Wu Chi said before, and the resentment caused by Wu Chi's scolding her in the afternoon also dissipated completely.

"You can just use it at ease. The person I killed was a member of the Blood Sect, and I cultivated the Blood River Sword Qi. I don't know how many lives were on my hands! I will never let you go against your conscience." He sat down next to the old man , Yuan Ziyi pouted.

With a laugh, the old man immediately shook his head and said, "You little girl, you have been sneaking behind me for a long time, are you satisfied now?"

With the old man's cultivation base, Yuan Ziyi noticed it when he came out, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he deliberately asked Wu Chi Jiandan's question to test it out.

Yuan Ziyi's face flushed slightly, but fortunately it was already late, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Who eavesdropped? Am I just listening in an open and aboveboard manner?" Yuan Ziyi forced a sentence, and then asked curiously, "By the way, what happened later? After you came out of Jianying Villa, did you kill the other people?" That Luo Kun?"

She also didn't know about Wu Chi's matter. Now that Wu Chi had finally brought up this topic by herself, how could she let it go, and hurriedly asked.

After hesitating for a while, Wu Chi sighed slightly in his heart, nodded, and continued speaking slowly.

At this point, he doesn't want to hide from Yuan Ziyi anymore. Sooner or later, these things will be said, so it's better to take this opportunity to make it clear.

Listening quietly to Wu Chi's account of what happened afterwards, both Yuan Ziyi and the old man couldn't help being moved.

Even though he had already guessed that a major event must have happened to make Wu Chi self-defeating, but when he heard that Yan Pengxi personally took action and almost drove Wu Chi into a desperate situation with Taoism, he couldn't help but be shocked.

With her extraordinary strength, she transformed into a green lotus sword energy, and forcibly challenged Yan Pengxi, a strong man who was about to step into the Taoist realm. This courage and strength were enough to move anyone.

When he heard that the Changchun real person had left the customs, but he took action to teach Wu Chi without asking indiscriminately, and even forced him to produce evidence to prove that he had nothing to do with the magic cave, Yuan Ziyi couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and yelled.

"And that woman, she still hasn't shown up at this time!"

"She was tricked away." Shaking his head slightly, Wu Chi continued.

If Yuan Ziyi didn't take it seriously before, but when she heard Zhou Boyan abandoning the sword in the valley and tearing down the blue silk, she couldn't help but change her face!

She had to be moved by Zhou Boyan's strong and sincere feelings, but she was also deeply jealous, and her heart was full of bitterness.

"So, you already have a promise with her?"

Yuan Ziyi didn't even notice it. When she asked this sentence, her voice was already trembling.

After a moment of silence, Wu Chi finally nodded, "Yes!"

With slightly trembling fingers, he picked up the wine jar in front of him, not caring that it was what Wu Chi had just drunk, Yuan Ziyi drank it all in one breath, "Grandpa, drunkard, I'm a little tired, I'm going back."

"..." Looking at Yuan Ziyi with some distress, the old man couldn't say anything after all.

After Yuan Ziyi left, no one spoke again. The old man took out more than ten jars of wine from the ring in his hand, put them on the ground, sighed, got up and left.

Emotional matters, who can tell clearly?

Under the moonlight, there was only a lonely figure left, drinking one after another, and the drunk was unconscious.