House Witch

Chapter 707 706. Xibao’s careful plan

"If it doesn't hurt, then it's like you had a nightmare just now?"

Miss Shepherdess mercilessly exposed her sister's bravery. She stretched out her hand and gently flicked her sister's forehead in her arms.

This made Dorothy couldn't help but exclaim. She reached out and rubbed the area on her forehead where she had been shot, but she still spoke harshly.

"Anyway, it's my own choice, the decision I made, so no matter how hard, tired or painful I have to bear it, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

She said so.

Well, no matter it was the self-destruction of the pickup truck, she had no regrets.

"You."

Dinisha looked at her sister who seemed to have changed a lot, but also seemed not to have changed at all. Her eyes were a little complicated, with nostalgia, fear, joy, and a slight hint of envy.

In the past, she had always envied her sister's strength. She was always so confident and unrestrained, with a pride that seemed to be omnipotent, which made her, a humble country shepherd girl, very envious.

Nowadays, the sisters exchange offense and defense. She is much stronger than her sister, but some strength is not simply a matter of strength.

The power of the witch comes from the heart of belief. In the state of mind, my sister is still so powerful.

This is the born saint, the pure and flawless heart of God, always so dazzling.

It sounds ugly, but in fact, although she had always doted on her sister at that time, she was probably a little jealous in her heart. Every time she was in front of this sister, she was just a village girl and felt a little ashamed of herself. She was always worried that someone as humble as herself would really be able to continue her career. Stay with your sister? Will this perfect sister one day find her annoying and despise her as useless and a burden?

Although this emotion has always been hidden deep in her heart and has never been expressed, it was actually this flaw that started her blackening out of control.

If I really loved and believed in my sister unconditionally, maybe those things in the past wouldn't have happened.

"You should cherish yourself more and stop putting others first."

Miss Shepherdess became a little annoyed. She stretched out her hands to rub her sister's cheeks, rubbing out all kinds of beauty from the godly beauty.

Tsk, this girl is really good enough. She is still very cute even in appearance. No wonder she can win the hearts of so many little girls.

"Sister, what are you talking about? I cherish my life, okay? I acted with complete preparation this time."

Dorothy, whose face was being rubbed, argued hard.

If she didn't have a perfect method of resurrection, she wouldn't have adopted such a radical performance.

Although, this wave is actually not a loss.

High risks often bring high rewards, especially for a witch like her who has the talent of "diligence can make up for weakness".

Whatever doesn't kill me makes me stronger.

Although she actually died, she became even stronger after being resurrected.

It was a rare opportunity to take action with all her strength, and the Martial God realm, which had been suppressed for so long, finally felt refreshed for a while. This brought her a lot of experience. After digesting this wave of experience, her combat skills should increase a lot. .

It was even said that in the end, she fought against the Japanese swordsman Tsukahara Yishin.

Although it was embarrassing to be killed by someone's sword, the experience was gained in vain. Her swordsmanship experience was very refreshing. The experience of being killed this time can be used next time.

It can only be said that Tsukahara is worthy of being a long-established Japanese swordsman myth, but it is difficult to live up to his reputation. His swordsmanship is really nothing to say, and has almost reached the ceiling of pure skill.

Although this master swordsman has never left Japan Island and has not been rated as a witch, if she is really rated, she should be the same monster as his dragon mother, an exception in the peak.

They are rated as the pinnacle because the ultimate level of witches who specialize in one level can only reach the pinnacle, and their actual combat power has long surpassed the average pinnacle.

The pinnacle of swordsmanship lies in the sword without any thought.

Regarding having no thoughts or thoughts, Dorothy’s answer is that she dreams with one heart and no distractions. A consistent person will naturally have no distracting thoughts when wielding a sword.

In the eyes of the otaku witch, a person who has no thoughts or thoughts is a dead person. How can a living person truly be without thoughts and thoughts?

However, Tsukahara Isshin really did this almost impossible thing.

Dorothy lay on her sister's soft and comfortable lap, recalling the beautiful sword light that had been engraved in her memory, and couldn't help but admire it.

Tsukahara Isshin didn't have the understanding she had in dreaming Isshin. Her interpretation of Wu Thought is very simple, that is, just go to death and be done with it.

As long as you can't practice to death, then practice to death, keep swinging the sword, swing the sword day after day, use sweat and perseverance to perfect the swordsmanship, and then carve the perfect swordsmanship into your own instincts and integrate it into your heart. .

When swordsmanship finally became a part of herself, the sword she swung had no distractions and was pure to the extreme.

This is the secret of the highest secret sword of Japanese swordsmanship, the Ichi-no-tachi.

Of course, it sounds simple, but in reality it's almost a dead end.

After all, reality is not a game. It will give you a skill proficiency indicator bar. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely make progress.

Most people's talents have limits. Once you reach the limit of your talents, you will most likely be able to stand still no matter how hard you try.

Success is 99% sweat plus 1% talent, but that 1% talent may be more important than 99% sweat, just like the three kings who became gods. The last Mana's magic that killed Luca.

Tsukahara Isshin's Ichintachi is almost impossible to copy. After all, not everyone has the qualifications of a swordsman like that.

"But it doesn't matter. I don't know if others have it, but I really do."

Dorothy happily put away this experience, and decided to take some time every day to polish her Dragon Breath Swordsmanship, striving to elevate it to the level of Ichintachi.

Next to her, Dinisha looked at her sister's slightly raised look of pride. She didn't even need to use any mind-reading skills to know what her sister was thinking.

It's all swollen like a pufferfish.

She reached out and poked her sister's cheek in a funny way, but she didn't mean to suppress her sister.

What's wrong with my sister's swelling? She has this qualification, and it doesn't matter if she is bigger or bigger. Anyone who is dissatisfied can come to me and tell me.

"That last move of yours was really bad. That Japanese Sword Master's heart was severely cut by you, and her way of swordsmanship was directly cut off by you."

She said with a smile.

"Sister, how could that be true? I'm not as bad as you say. I obviously showed her the way and asked her to change her ways."

Dorothy retorted dissatisfiedly.

Even if you are a good sister, you can't talk nonsense and contaminate someone's innocence out of thin air.

This is an idealistic world, where all power originates from the heart.

As for pure technique, this thing actually falls into the category of materialism.

Tsukahara Isshin's sword emphasis on technique and light on intention has obviously gone astray. Her Ichinotachi sword has already reached the limit of its skill, and no matter how hard it is, it will be impossible to achieve anything.

If this Miss Sword Master wants to go further, she can only understand the principle of single-mindedness in her dreams.

When the two of them fought swords before, Dorothy knew from the beginning that she would definitely not be the opponent of the real sword master. Her self-destruction of krypton life was not as powerful as others in their normal state, so it was a head-to-head comparison.

Therefore, the otaku witch's sword blow was not aimed at Tsukahara Isshin's body from the beginning, but to cut her heart.

In the end, Dorothy was killed by Miss Sword Master with a sword, but her sword also cut into the heart of Isshin Tsukahara, breaking the state of no thought of the Ichi no Tachi.

It's like dropping a stone on the water that was originally smooth as a mirror, causing ripples in circles.

Tsukahara Isshin's Ichi no Tai Sword is almost useless.

Because from then on, every time she swung a knife, she would subconsciously think of Dorothy's dream knife. Her heart would be confused and she would have distracting thoughts. Before she found a way to calm the ripples in her heart, it would be difficult for her to enter that state of mindlessness again. Think about it, Ichinotachi's state.

Of course, this is an obstacle but also an opportunity. As long as Miss Sword Master can break through this crisis and eliminate the remaining sword power of Dorothy's dream sword, her swordsmanship will usher in a new breakthrough.

By then, mind, body, and skills will be unified, and this can probably touch the category of "Tao" or "power" that Long Ma once said.

"Haha, how can you help others? You clearly treat them as a gunman. You are a bad guy."

The shepherdess rolled her eyes. With a wave of her hand, the Japanese scene appeared not far away.

And as Dinisa thought, the real scene seemed to have been pressed on the accelerator button, and it began to fast forward at double speed, quadruple speed, and eight times speed.

In the peaceful capital, the dejected tall pony-tailed swordsman stood there blankly for a long time. She touched the same cross scar on her face that was given to her by Battosai, feeling a little confused for a moment.

The cross scar hurt vaguely, but she was even more annoyed.

She has been at the pinnacle of swordsmanship for ten thousand years and has been lonely for too long. The last person who could make her feel a little stirred was her disciple Hidetsuna Kamizumi.

This disciple's talent in swordsmanship was not inferior to hers, and he had the hope of inheriting the secret of his Ichi no Tachi. However, before this stupid disciple could fully grow up, he died because of love affairs.

Tsukahara Isshin felt very sorry for this, but he could still accept it.

After all, Shangquan can only say that he can inherit her swordsmanship, but it is hard to say whether he can be better than his master.

But this is different now. This Battousai's sword is a brand new version that she has never seen before. The swordsmanship is obviously full of flaws, but the sword's intention is indestructible. This unique swordsmanship is something she has never experienced before.

She had a hunch that if she had a good duel with Battousai, her swordsmanship would definitely reach new breakthroughs.

However, that damn Battosai was so despicable, why did she die like this?

The sword that Tsukahara Isshin struck before was actually reserved. She was not willing to actually kill this precious opponent. Her sword was not to kill, but to save people.

That is a real living sword. A natural sword.

The kind that can bring a dying person back to life with full health with one slash of his sword.

But no matter how long it takes, the Living Sword can't stop that damn self-destructing truck.

That Battousai really died immediately after flirting with him, and he died decisively.

This was really scum, it aroused people's interest, made her feel itchy, and then died irresponsibly, leaving her half-up and crazy, but there was nothing she could do.

After all, everyone dies, and there is no theory of resurrection from the dead in Japan.

What's even more annoying is that the guy still left a message in the last sword.

"Master Sword Master, do you want to understand the meaning of life and the secret of my swordsmanship? Go ahead and search for it in all the countries. I hide everything there."

What kind of Riddler is this?

The high ponytail witch was trembling with anger.

It's hard, the fist is really hard.

But no matter how hard your fist is, it can't hit a dead person. A living person can't fight a dead person.

Therefore, Miss Sword Saint finally took a deep breath helplessly, and then left Ping'an Jing, which was in chaos due to the death of a large number of Chinese ancestors, and walked towards the nations.

She will go to all the nations to find the secret of Battōsai, and the mystery of the secret called Dream Isshin.

"Hiss, is this the power of the Witch King? It's so terrifying."

Dorothy looked at the accelerating reality scene and couldn't help feeling the terror of her good sister's power.

This is not God's false acceleration, but someone has really pressed the accelerator button on Japan's time and started to accelerate crazily.

This method of randomly pulling and playing with the real time as if it were a video progress bar was unimaginable for a weak witch like her.

Look at what my good sister is doing, and then look at myself who can’t even stop for a few seconds.

Alas, the disparity, comparing people to each other is so annoying.

She just watched Tsukahara Isshin come to the Ten Thousand Kingdoms. In order to have a better experience observing the Ten Thousand Kingdoms, she changed her appearance, sealed herself and became an amnesiac wanderer, starting from scratch.

She learned swordsmanship from Yagyu Jubei. She later joined the resistance battle of all nations against the Chinese. Because of her excellent swordsmanship, she was valued by the city lord Butterfly, and later became the executioner of the Chinese, a new generation of thousands of people. Tosai.

In the showdown between Wanguo and Heian-kyo, the second-generation Battousai gradually got tired of killing. Finally, after Wanguo successfully broke into Heian-kyo and killed the culprit, General Nine-Tails, he vowed never to kill again. Miss Sword Saint remains anonymous.

She threw away her murderous sword, picked up a reverse blade, and opened a multi-purpose house in the world.

"Ah, you can still play like this?"

Although the person was deceived by herself, looking at the development of the matter, the otaku witch blinked her eyes and was a little confused.

But forget it, it seems quite interesting. That guy Wen Wen should have taken all the photos. We have the material for the magic shadow.

Dorothy thought so in her mind.

The house witch is in a complicated mood