I Am a Magic Sword

“Yes!”

Deng Yifei cherish words like gold.

“Song deacon asked you to go there immediately, he wants to see you!”

“What’s the matter?”

“I don’t know!” The servant Said, “Sir Deacon just let me take you there.”

“en!”

Deng Yifei’s indifferent nodded.

He doesn’t know any Song deacon, but he doesn’t think anyone dares to pretend to be a deacon inside Heaven Scaling Sect.

Following the servant, Deng Yifei came to the mission hall on Yunhai Peak, and then the servant took him through the right side door and walked in. After a while, he saw a thin man , A middle-aged martial artist with a goatee.

The servant whispered: “Sir Deacon, Deng Yifei has brought it!”

“Okay, you go down!”

After the servant leaves, Song Deacon looks at it. Deng Yifei asked, “Do you know why I want to see you?”

“I don’t know!”

“More than two months ago, you were on a mission in Shangjiu City Right?”

“Yes!” Deng Yifei was nodded.

“Not only did you take the initiative to withdraw from the mission, but you also reminded those refugees to leave?” Song Deacon frowned and asked.

“Yes!”

“Can you tell, why is this?”

“I can’t bear it, can’t bear to take action against those refugees, can’t bear to Watch them die!”

Song deacon nodded said: “In fact, Shang Jiucheng has no plans to hold you accountable, they just mentioned a sentence incidentally!”

Seeing that Deng Yifei had no expression on his face, Song Deacon could only continue to say: “Fortunately, you are smart. It is just that Shang Jiucheng wants to wipe out the mob and it may affect them. Otherwise, once Shang Jiucheng will hold you accountable, we God Cloud Sect said Uncertainty can’t keep you, after all, you’re just an Outer Disciple!”

“Since I did, I am not afraid to take responsibility, I am mentally prepared!”

“I checked your information , Your talent is really good!” After a little praise of Deng Yifei, Song Deacon’s expression on his face quickly converged, and he sternly said in a warning tone: “But I hope that you will have the consciousness of being a martial artist, as a A martial artist, there shouldn’t be too much compassion in my heart, nor need too much compassion. Too much compassion and sympathy will only harm you, understand?”

“But Sir Deacon, I Don’t think so!”

Song Deacon’s warning tone failed to frighten Deng Yifei.

Just listen to Deng Yifei continuing: “I think the stronger the martial artist, the more compassionate he should be, and the more compassion he should be to help the weak, eradicate the villains, and let more ordinary persons live and work in peace. Because the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility!” Deng Yifei’s words are absolutely from the heart. If there was an expert who was willing to kill all the people in the evil wolf village, would that happen in their village?

Song Deacon never dreamed that his words would be refuted by a 13-year-old Qi Condensation discipline.

The long table in front of him, loudly shouted: “Are you questioning me?”

The long table was all split up and in pieces by him!

At this time, Chen Hao in the Red Blood Sword spoke to Deng Yifei’s ear and said: “I see it, I don’t see it, some martial artists who think they are aloof and remote are just like this, but you can’t be reasonable. , I just want to threaten to scare you!”

“Sir Deacon, I am not questioning your words, you have your opinions, and I have my rules!” Deng Yifei gritted his teeth and said, “I have been through my life. Faith!”

Looking at Deng Yifei’s stubborn and firm eyes, Song Deacon’s anger dissipated a lot.

Just judging from the look in his eyes, Song Deacon knew that Deng Yifei did not lie, that was indeed his belief!

People with firm beliefs are worthy of respect.

Furthermore, Deng Yifei is his Junior after all, so he was so angry with a Junior, Song Deacon also felt that he was making a fuss.

But after all, his face was a little unsustainable, he could only wave it, and said in an angry tone: “Forget it, you go down!”

After Deng Yifei saluted Song Deacon Slowly retreating, he walked to the door, the servant was still waiting for him.

“I’ll take you out, Outer Disciple is not allowed to enter here!” The servant bowed and said.

“Thank you!”

As we approached the mission hall, the servant leading the way said, “My lord, I just heard what you said!”

“Why, do you think I was wrong?”

“No, I think you are a respectable martial artist!”

Wait for Deng Yifei to enter At the threshold of the last door, he looked back at one of the servants, who stood quietly with his head down.

Deng Yifei entered the mission hall. The hall was still noisy. Many Outer Disciple in small groups gathered together, staring at the mission on the big blackboard and discussing what was fiercely.

Deng Yifei did not leave, his eyes searched for the task that suits him on the big blackboard.

He doesn’t care about the task reward. The task should not be too complicated or time-consuming. It is best to stay away from the sect. Like last time, it is best to leave for two or three months!

Precautions for cultivation in the Qi Condensation environment. In the past month, Deng Yifei listened carefully to Inner Disciple and Sir Deacon’s explanations, and he has almost understood it!

What he needs now is increasing cultivation base to improve his strength!

Always staying in the sect, not only could he not fulfill the mission requirements of the Scarlet Sacred Sword, but his strength would be gradually overtaken by other peers!

At midnight, a crescent moon hangs in the sky.

At this moment, except for certain areas in Quxia City, there is almost no light, and the night is dim.

Especially in Quxia City, where most civilians live in Xicheng, the surrounding area is even darker and quiet. Only after one hour can I hear the footsteps of City Guard patrolling.

Because this is not a rich area, nor is it a special period, the City Guard patrols are not diligent, which is a little perfunctory.

Deng Yifei lay on the roof of a tall building in the west of Xicheng District, concentrating and holding his breath, with a pair of sharp eyes scanning all the nearby streets, listening carefully to the surrounding wind and grass.

Three years have passed. Deng Yifei is 16 years old, and his body has also risen by 1.9 m, which is considered tall among martial artists.

His body is not burly and strong, but what is wrapped in the sky Cloud Sect uniform is strong muscles.

Chen Hao thinks that Deng Yifei should be the kind of man who looks thin in clothes and shows flesh when he undresses.

In the past three years, Deng Yifei’s strength has grown steadily, from Qi Condensation Peak to Qi Sea Realm, and to the latter stage of True Origin Realm, which is close to True Origin Realm Peak.

The speed of improvement is a bit slow, but Chen Hao can still accept it. Deng Yifei is not lazy, but a bit diligent. In the past three years, he stayed outside for a long time to perform tasks and died in his hands. There are also many, but the strength is somewhat uneven.

As for why Deng Yifei is lying on this tall building, the reason is actually very simple. He is waiting for an enemy to kill.

Chen Hao admires Deng Yifei’s patience a bit. For a True Origin Realm villain, he actually lay on this building, without eating or drinking, without sleep, waiting for five days and five nights!