I Am a Magic Sword

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Deng Yifei cherishes words like gold.

"Deacon Song asked you to go there immediately, he wants to see you!"

"what's up?"

"I don't know either!" said the servant. "My deacon just asked me to take you there."

"Ok!"

Deng Yifei nodded indifferently.

He didn't know any Deacon Song, but he didn't think anyone would dare to pretend to be a deacon in Tianyun 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. Not long after, he saw a skinny man with a goatee. Years of warrior.

The servant whispered: "My deacon, Deng Yifei has brought it here!"

"Okay, you go down!"

After the servants left, Deacon Song looked at Deng Yifei and asked, "Do you know why I want to see you?"

"I don't know!"

"More than two months ago, did you do a mission in Shang Jiucheng?"

"Yes!" Deng Yifei nodded.

"You not only voluntarily withdrew from the mission, but also reminded those refugees to leave?" Deacon Song asked with a frown.

"Yes!"

"Can you tell, why is this?"

"I can't bear it, I can't bear to attack those refugees, I can't bear to watch them die!"

Deacon Song nodded and said, "In fact, Shang Jiucheng did not intend to hold you accountable, they just mentioned a sentence incidentally!"

Seeing that Deng Yifei had no expression on his face, Deacon Song 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 holds you accountable, we will say Uncertainty can't keep you, after all, you are just an outside disciple!"

"Since I have done it, I am not afraid to take responsibility, I am mentally prepared!"

"I checked your information, your talent is really good!" After complimenting Deng Yifei a little bit, the expression on Deacon Song's face quickly converged, and he sternly said in a warning tone: "But I hope you will do something. The consciousness of a warrior, as a warrior, there should not be too much compassion in his heart, nor should he need too much compassion. Too much compassion and sympathy will only harm you, understand?"

"But Lord Deacon, I don't think so!"

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

Just listen to Deng Yifei continuing: "I think the stronger the warrior, the more compassionate he should be, the more compassion he should be to help the weak, eradicate the villains, and let more ordinary people live and work in peace, because the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility. !"

Deng Yifei's words are absolutely from the bottom of my heart. If there were masters who were willing to kill all the people in Evil Wolf Village, would that happen in their village?

Deacon Song never dreamed that his words would be refuted by a thirteen-year-old disciple of the Qi Condensation Realm.

In front of the long table, he shouted sharply: "Are you questioning me?"

That long table was torn apart by him!

At this time, Chen Hao in the Scarlet Blood Sword opened his mouth and said in Deng Yifei's ear: "I see it, I see it, some warriors who think they are superior are like this. They can't justify you, so they want to threaten and scare you!"

"My lord deacon, I am not questioning your words, you have your opinions, and I have my rules!" Deng Yifei gritted his teeth and said, "Implement the faith of my life!"

Seeing Deng Yifei's stubborn and firm eyes, Deacon Song's anger dissipated a lot.

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

People with firm beliefs are worthy of respect.

And after all, Deng Yifei is his junior, and Deacon Song felt that he was making a fuss in such a rage at a junior.

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

After Deng Yifei saluted Deacon Song, he slowly retreated. He walked to the door, and the servant was still waiting for him.

"I'll take you out. Outer disciples are not allowed to enter here!" The servant bowed and said.

"Thank you!"

When approaching the mission hall, the servant leading the way said: "My lord, I just heard what you said!"

"What, do you think I was wrong too?"

"No, I think you are a respectable warrior!"

When Deng Yifei crossed the threshold of the last door, he looked back at one of the servants, who stood quietly with his head lowered.

Deng Yifei entered the mission hall, and the hall was still noisy. Many outer disciples gathered in twos and threes, staring at the mission on the big blackboard and discussing fiercely.

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

He doesn't care about the task reward. The task cannot 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 the cultivation of the condensing air realm. In the past month, Deng Yifei has listened carefully to the explanations of the inner disciples and the deacon adults, and he has almost understood!

What he needs now is to improve his cultivation and his strength!

Staying in the sect, not only can he not fulfill the mission requirements of the Scarlet Blood Sacred Sword, but his strength will be gradually overtaken by other peers!

In the middle of the night, a crescent moon hangs in the sky.

Except for a few specific areas in Quxia City at this moment, there is almost no light in sight.

Especially in Quxia City, the West City where most civilians live, it is even darker and quiet. Only occasionally after half an hour, the footsteps of the city guards patrolling can be heard.

Because this is not a rich area, nor is it a special period, the city guards are not patrolling diligently.

Deng Yifei lay on the roof of a high-rise building in the west of Xicheng District, concentrating and holding his breath. With sharp eyes, he scanned all the nearby streets and listened carefully to all the wind and grass.

Three years have passed, Deng Yifei is sixteen years old, and his body is also 1.9 meters tall, which is considered tall among martial artists.

His body is not considered burly and strong, but what is wrapped in the Tianyunmen 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 undressed.

Over the past three years, Deng Yifei's strength has grown steadily, from the peak of the condensed air state, across the air and sea state, to the late stage of the true essence state, which is close to the peak level of the true essence state.

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 has stayed outside for a long time to perform tasks, and many villains have died in his hands, but he has some strength. Good and bad are mixed.

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 admired Deng Yifei's patience a little. For a villain in the True Origin Realm, he actually lay on this building, without eating or drinking, without sleep, waiting for five days and five nights!