"Master, the food is already hot."

Lu Yue concealed his emotions and slowly entered the room with a wooden plate.

When he thought of what he was going to do later, an irrepressible heat suddenly came from his limbs, and his heart beat like a drum beat.

This is not the first time he has betrayed someone who trusts him, and he can't get used to this kind of thing no matter how many times he does it.

I still remember the last time he extinguished the wisteria flower incense in the Wilderness Temple and introduced the ghosts into it for a chance to survive.

When he heard the desperate wailing of his friends living together outside, Lu Yue not only felt guilty, but instead thought he was born different.

You are dead, but I am alive.

So I am born to live more suitable than others.

This idea made him feel that he was unique and even believed that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, only extreme selfishness can survive. In fact, everyone is selfish, but they dare not be as open and upright as they are.

The Demon Slayer Team is not like this, and the Master is not like this. Although the old man paid off his gambling debt and treated his injuries, he simply wanted to use this kindness as a chain to tie him up and work hard for the Demon Slayer Team.

But he, Dao Yu-Yu Yue, ignored this kind of chain at all. He had already broken free from the biggest chain of people - the instinctive impulse to repay others' kindness, and was born to be a ghost than anyone else.

So what he is about to do is subjectively not difficult.

In the morning, Ciwuro Sangdao applied ointment to him. At this time, the remaining medicinal smell in the room had not dissipated, and it gradually rose and mixed with the smell of charcoal fire in the stove, which smelled warm and weird.

Ciwuro Sangdao and the current Naruto were sitting opposite each other on a low table. The atmosphere looked quite harmonious, and they looked more like a father and son than the master and apprentice.

Although the current Naruto is only in his thirties, he looks in his early forties and is not tall. In addition to his bright eyes, his overall image and temperament are a bit too ordinary. Compared to the strongest swordsman in the Demon Killing Team, he is more like an izakaya boss.

When Lu Yue came in, the two were talking about important things, so they ignored him, which made him feel angry.

Come on. Come on quickly.

I really want to see the pain when you remember the remaining memories after you become ghosts.

"... In short, I plan to live through this New Year, so I resigned to Lord Lord. Although it is a bit irresponsible to retreat at this critical moment, I can no longer travel long distances."

The current Mingzhu's expression was a little bitter, and then he smiled and grinned: "At that time, I will be like you, and be a cultivator in such a quiet place, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to be as good as you taught."

Obviously, the thought of retreating from the front line was both relieved and a little uneasy.

"Well, is your physical condition so bad?"

The old man looked at his most proud disciple seriously, and his eyes swept to the other party's legs, as if he could see through the skin and muscles, and poked his eyes directly onto the bones.

"Does the feet often feel tingling when I walk recently?"

Obviously, he has experienced everything his disciple has experienced.

"yes."

Mingzhu lowered his head with shame, "Although you repeatedly emphasized that excessive use of type 1 will leave sequelae, but on the way to hunt ghosts, type 1 can best defeat the enemy with one unexpected blow, so you unconsciously used it and realized that it was over."

"About half a year ago, my right leg began to hurt slightly, and my whole body was moved by a single blow, and my overall strength was not as good as before. My lord sent me a pill before, but it had no effect on this kind of accumulated pain over the years."

The breath of thunder, one type, a flash of thunder, is essentially a sword drawing technique that combines the technique of advancement. It can cross a distance of seven or eight meters in the blink of an eye, come to the enemy and instantly shoot out the knife. The visual effect is as if the whole person rushed through the enemy's body, which is the speed limit that humans can reach.

Therefore, the thunder flash is the sword type with the fastest burst among the five basic breathing methods. It can almost instantly any enemy that is comparable to the swordsman's level, but the price is also very obvious.

It's just a useless leg.

"Tsk, this is the fate of most Thunder Breathing Swordsmen."

The old man sighed helplessly, "Any Lei Hu swordsman who lives to retire will have more or less problems with his legs. I was like this back then. I was so old that I had to show off my power at the critical moment."

As he said that, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "But if my husband hadn't just broken his legs, he would have been troubled by pain all year round, hahahahahaha-it would have been considered a blessing in disguise."

"Your joke is not funny at all."

After complaining, Mingzhu looked at Lu Yue who was placing wine and food as if he had come. "I hope my junior brother can learn some lessons from us and put more effort into other sword types."

The hand that was handing out sake suddenly shook.

Mingzhu's words are actually a kind reminder from the seniors to the younger generation, but they are not the case in Lu Yue.

Because he could not breathe thunder, a type of thunder, and he had never succeeded even once. In his opinion, whether this thunder pillar was intentional or unintentional, he was mocking him.

Sangma Ciwuro couldn't understand Ju Yue very much. He knew that he had too strong self-esteem and not being able to learn Yishi has always been his knot. So he quickly reminded Naruto: "Jiu Yue's situation is quite special. I haven't learned Yishi yet. You can just mention him this time. After all, I haven't used this trick for a long time and I can't demonstrate it to him at all."

After all, his right leg, which he used to exert force, had long been replaced with a prosthetic.

"Didn't learn it?"

Mingzhu asked suspiciously, and turned his eyes to Lu Yue again, "What about the other sword types?"

"Nothing is wrong."

Lu Yue answered with a stiff face.

Although he was already very unhappy, he couldn't show it.

"Well... are you..."

Naruto first glanced at Ciwuro Sandao, as if he was looking for a suitable wording, and it took him a long time to finish the second half of the sentence.

"Does your ankle break every time you try the first type, so you don't dare to step on the ground with all your strength?"

Lu Yue's face suddenly turned red, as if a hot iron hammer was hitting his Adam's apple, and his body became extremely nervous.

How did he know?

As Mingzhu said, every time he used the first type, he would feel a sudden overload of heat coming from his ankle, as if it would turn into an unbearable severe pain in the next moment.

That heat is like a warning, warning him not to continue, otherwise the bones and tendons there will be scrapped.

And he always followed this instinctive warning, believing that the power-making skills taught by his master were flawed.

But judging from the words of Mingzhu, it seems that he has experienced this feeling, and it looks very normal.

"is that so?"

Sangdao Ciwulang frowned, staring at him with his eyes sternly, his tone was no longer as gentle as before.

When he saw Lu Yue's expression, he explained and judged it on the spot.

"It seems that Lu Yue, you don't have the most basic enlightenment of a swordsman."

Ciwulang Sangdao finally understood that it was not because he couldn't learn the same type, but because he was a disciple who had worked hard but lacked determination.

He lacks the determination of ordinary swordsmen to kill evil ghosts even if they sacrifice their lives, so self-preservation is always his first choice.

Those who cherish themselves too much are destined to be unable to go further in their breathing methods.

In fact, with the blessing of breathing, the swordsman's musculoskeletal ligaments will be strengthened, so they can do various actions that they cannot do normally.

But some people, they can never believe this, for fear of breaking their arms or waist during training, which will lead to their incomplete sword shape, and their heads and tails being unable to exert all their strength.

Therefore, most of these people withdrew from the Demon Slayer Team during the cultivation stage.

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of self-limiting. If a swordsman always regards protecting his body as the first priority of swinging his sword, he naturally does not dare to take the risk of trying those seemingly complex sword types.

If you don’t even dare to try it, let alone master it.

This is the case with Lu Yue.

He did not believe that under the protection of Thunder Breath, his ankle could hold on, and he did not have the determination to sacrifice his life to kill the evil ghost.

Lu Yue's breathing began to become messy. As the two of them questioned and stared, he felt as if he was being judged.

And this feeling of being seen through the mind is even more uncomfortable than being tortured in the police station. The humiliation and anger are like the water surface in a storm, and they cannot help but begin to grow wildly.

What do they mean? Do I mean I am a coward?

In that case, is there anything wrong with protecting yourself?

I want to become a swordsman in the Demon Slayer, just for strength and salary. Do I have to put my legs in to practice swords?

Like you guys now?

Before he knew it, he was a little glad that he couldn't learn the same type, otherwise he would end up with the two guys in front of him one day.

But when he thought that they became ghosts, the disability might recover. He felt a little unhappy.

"Okay, master, I will guide him tomorrow if I have time."

Mingzhu knew his teacher's severity very well, so he quickly changed the subject.

This time he came, there was a task to examine Dao Yu-Yu Yue's character. He didn't know why Mrs. ** was paying attention to such a reserve member, but now he understood.

Why can someone who has no determination and only himself in his heart and cannot even learn the first type of person, become the successor of Thunder Breath?

Sangdao Ciwulang naturally understood this, and suddenly felt like he was aged in his teens and had other thoughts in his mind.

Thunder Breath cannot be without successors. Should we accept another disciple?

Thinking back then, Lu Yue was found by him after he followed a few gangsters who came to collect debts...

It was discovered that Lu Yue had better physical fitness than ordinary people and was a good seedling, so Sangdao Ciwulang paid off his gambling debt and brought him to the mountain.

Do you want to follow those people and look for them? Maybe there are any good seedlings?

He remembered that someone mentioned before that there was a teenage fool at the foot of the mountain. He seemed to have been cheated of all his property by a woman and owed a lot of debts?

After the Chinese New Year, go down the mountain to take a look. Although the age is appropriate, I don’t know how good my physical fitness is.
To be continued...