Chapter 326: The Fool Zhao Wo

Xiao Yu knelt on the ground in silence for a long time, and then he spoke with difficulty: "Forget it, you are powerful now, so whatever you say is right."

Huan Yin shook his head, with a look of regret on his face. When they were young, Huan Yin and Xiao Yu always had some friendship. Seeing Xiao Yu lose himself and become his enemy, his mood was actually very complicated.

"In your current state, you don't have the heart of Tao at all. Even if you really reach the extreme state, you can't pass the soul tribulation and become a life cultivator. Although Wang Luo's cultivation progress is a little slow now, as long as he keeps it up, he can become a great man."

"Xiao Yu, our generation of cultivators cultivate Taoism, in fact, we are also cultivating our hearts. Your heart has long been distorted by the sect, and everything you do seems to be for the benefit of the sect. But have you ever thought that if your sect is wrong, then you are naturally wrong too?"

"What's more, the heart of Tao is the original heart, not the heart cultivated for the benefit of the sect. This is the most basic principle of cultivation for our generation of cultivators, and even the small cultivators in the Condensation Realm understand it. You have been doing evil in Yangzhou for many years, haven't you forgotten these most basic things long ago?"

This time, as Huan Yin continued to speak, Xiao Yu's expression began to become more and more confused, and he even struggled during the period. Until the end, he actually murmured in a low voice: "Am I wrong? Is the sect wrong too? The original intention... the original intention... the Qi Condensation cultivators all understand, why am I... I..."

Huan Yin sighed heavily and said: "Xiao Yu, you kill yourself."

After a long while, Xiao Yu finally looked at Huan Yin deeply, and then he raised the immortal sword and wiped it towards his neck!

After cleaning up all the Yijianfeng cultivators here, Huan Yin and Wang Luo gave each other a few words, then stood up and flew out, chasing in the direction of Ruan Shushu and a group of White Tiger cultivators.

However, before he flew out for long, he saw an old man from Yijianfeng struggling to resist by a small lake not far away. The old man was covered with scars and blood was flowing from his mouth. It seemed that he might not be able to hold on for long.

"Senior Zhao!" Huan Yin was startled and quickly turned around and flew in that direction.

The person Huan Yin saw was Zhao Wo, a teacher and friend whom Huan Yin met when he was studying at Yijian Peak before he became a weapon master.

Zhao Wo was open-minded. He devoted himself to Huan Yin, an outsider participating in the test, and was happy for his achievements, so Huan Yin did not think that he had done any evil in Yangzhou. At least before there was evidence, Huan Yin was willing to believe that he was a good person.

In fact, Zhao Wo was really a good person. He was an old weapon master in Yijian Peak. Although his achievements were not too high, he was immersed in sword forging all day long and had no intention of participating in the open and secret struggles among the major sects in Yangzhou.

Not only that, when he knew that the immortal swords he forged were taken by the disciples of the sect to do evil, although he did not say anything, he began to forge swords passively, so that the immortal swords from his hands became less and less.

Later, the people in power at Yijian Peak discovered Zhao Wo's abnormality and persuaded Zhao Wo many times, hoping that he could continue to actively help the sect forge swords. After all, Yangzhou has been in the midst of big and small open and secret struggles in recent years, and needs the support of weapon masters like Zhao Wo.

Who knew that Zhao Wo was upright and did not listen to persuasion at all, but put the overall situation of Yangzhou on the table and persuaded the sect to stop.

After so many exchanges, Yijianfeng could not change its intention, and Zhao Wo was still as stubborn as before. So Yijianfeng finally gave up Zhao Wo and completely isolated him.

Now almost all the weapon masters of Yijianfeng are still staying in the mountain gate, because their duties are different from those of the war cultivators. But Zhao Wo was sent out as a pioneer, which was obviously to let Zhao Wo die.

Zhao Wo has practiced for many years and is obsessed with the way of sword casting, so his cultivation is not high, only the late stage of Huaying. In this war, he was pushed to the front, and no one would have thought that he was actually a decent person?

So, Zhao Wo was soon forced to the front by the cultivators of Yudan Dao and Yinling Sect. Under the instinctive desire to survive, Zhao Wo resisted all the way and finally retreated to the lake that Huanyin saw. Moreover, he had resisted all the way, but he had not taken a single life. Even though the people who besieged him wanted to kill him, he controlled himself.

Zhao Wo was already dying. He knew that he would die today, but he still had regrets in his heart. If he died like this, he would probably not be able to rest in peace.

Unfortunately, the monks who forced him to the lakeside would not understand his feelings. Seeing that Zhao Wo, the "evil thief" of Yijian Peak, had no way out, two monks of Yudan Dao flew up and fired a spell at Zhao Wo that he could not resist at all.

Zhao Wo looked desperate, but he did not look at the two monks opposite him. Instead, he raised the immortal sword in his hand, and his eyes were reluctant.

"Show mercy!" Suddenly, a voice came, and then a breeze came, easily dispelling the spell attacking Zhao Wo.

Huan Yin appeared and bowed to the disciples of the Yudan Dao and Yinling Sect: "Excuse me, has this old senior ever killed any of you?"

Many of these Yinling Sect and Yudan Dao disciples knew Huan Yin, and they were all a little confused when they saw Huan Yin helping Zhao Wo block the magic. However, when they heard Huan Yin's question, they were all stunned and started to communicate quickly.

After a while, a cultivator who looked like the leader of the Yudan Dao stood up and bowed to Huan Yin: "Senior Huan, this old man should not have killed anyone."

Everyone present heard what the disciple of Yudan Dao said, and they all showed a look of surprise. In this endless fight, is there still an enemy who would hold back on his side?

Moreover, the old man who was blocked by Huan Yin was almost dead, could he control the extent of his attack?

Huan Yin bowed to everyone again: "Can you hand over this old senior to me?"

Naturally, no one would not buy Huan Yin's account, not to mention that they all found Zhao Wo's specialness, so they all nodded and dispersed.

Huan Yin turned around and looked at Zhao Wo, who was already covered in wounds, with a look of regret on his face: "Senior Zhao!" Huan Yin was already very sure that Zhao Wo had not changed at all, otherwise how could he not kill anyone in this battle?

Zhao Wo looked at Huan Yin, whose appearance had changed a lot. His originally blurred eyes suddenly lit up, and he said hoarsely: "Huan... Master Huan?"

Huan Yin hurriedly took two steps forward to support Zhao Wo, and said: "Senior Zhao, it's Huan Yin, Huan Yin is back!"

Zhao Wo looked at Huan Yin carefully for a long time, and then he actually laughed: "Hahaha, Master Huan, you are still alive, so good, so good!"

Back then, Zhao Wo naturally knew the news that Huan Yin had left Yanzhou, and he even inquired about it. The Yanzhou Wuliangmen branch was destroyed, and Huan Yin was probably dead there.

At that time, Zhao Wo was extremely sad, because Huan Yin was his fellow cultivator, and he thought he was a very talented young cultivator. For this reason, he was depressed for a long time, and felt that the heavens were jealous of talents, and the loss of the cultivator was huge.

Now Zhao Wo found that Huan Yin was standing in front of him, and his cultivation was incredibly high. How could he not be happy? He never had any sectarianism, and always regarded Huan Yin's success as his own success!

Huan Yin said in a hurry: "Senior Zhao, this is not the place to talk. I will take you away from here first, and don't come back to Yijian Peak again."

However, just when Huan Yin wanted to take Zhao Wo to fly, Zhao Wo pushed him away, not paying attention to what Huan Yin said, but asked with concern: "Master Huan, are you...are you still forging swords now?"

Huan Yin nodded: "Sword forging is the foundation of my Tao, and it can never be abandoned."

Zhao Wo laughed heartily: "Okay, Master Huan is right, sword forging is the foundation of my Tao, and it can't be abandoned!"

After speaking, Zhao Wo asked Huan Yin again: "Master Huan, may I ask what realm you have reached now? Where are you practicing the way of sword forging?"

Huan Yin replied: "The boy is now in Ziyin Sect following the great elder Wei Bing to learn the way of sword forging, and is trying to touch the realm of instrument immortal."

When Zhao Wo heard Huan Yin's answer, his expression changed immediately. Even though his face was covered with blood, he couldn't hide his obsession.

"Wei... Wei... Wei Zu of Ziyin Sect!" Zhao Wo's voice trembled, but it was not because he was too seriously injured, but because he heard the words "Wei Bing".

Zhao Wo is an absolute weapon cultivator. Although his comprehension is mediocre, he has achieved his current achievements through his own efforts. Therefore, Zhao Wo knows more about weapon cultivation than many weapon masters of Yijian Peak.

For example, Wei Bing, many weapon cultivators of Yijian Peak don't know this name at all, which is why the weapon cultivators of Yijian Peak regard Lan Yanzi as the strongest weapon cultivator in the world.

But Zhao Wo knows that the two words Wei Bing represent the ancestor of weapon cultivation, who was a great man who had already started to refine weapons and create things in ancient times.

Zhao Wo's wish in this life is to hope that one day he can meet Wei Zu and receive his two words of personal instruction, then he will die without regrets.

"Master Huan can follow Wei Zu to practice the way of refining weapons, this... this is really great! With Master Huan's talent, it will not take long for him to become a weapon... weapon immortal, cough cough cough!" Zhao Wo became more and more excited, his eyes were full of brilliance, but he coughed up blood because of his serious injuries.

Huan Yin hurriedly supported Zhao Wo and said: Senior Zhao, stop talking, let's leave here first!"

Who knew that Zhao Wo actually pushed Huan Yin away again and asked: "Is there any fairy sword above the ninth grade? What did Wei Zu say?"

Huan Yin nodded with a look of regret. He finally understood why he and Zhao Wo didn't spend much time together, but they could appreciate each other. Because Zhao Wo was too stupid and too persistent, which was exactly the same as himself.

"Elder Wei can refine a fairy sword beyond the eleventh grade. He said that if he could refine the twelfth grade, he would be a weapon saint. He has not reached that realm yet." Huan Yin said.

"It turns out...it turns out that my way of refining weapons is so profound! "Zhao Wo laughed.