Ren Yiqing woke up again.
This time I was at the bottom of a cliff, covered in injuries, and climbed over several mountains before settling into a small village.
In his previous life, he was the number one sword cultivator in the world of immortality, and was thrown into the world of martial arts by lightning.
In this life, he has been hunted by the whole world.
He made up his mind: not to show off, not to accept disciples, not to fight.
He would just sit in the ravine and give people needles and cupping, waiting for him to die.
Then the blacksmith's family was wiped out.
Before he died, he entrusted his child to him.
Ren Yiqing looked down at the child.
He has excellent bones and sharp eyesight, and is a natural talent for practicing martial arts.
In martial arts novels, this is the configuration of the male protagonist.
Xie Zhen: "Master, where did you take out the sword for that move you just made?"
Ren Yiqing: "That's not a sword, it's chopsticks."
"Can chopsticks split a carriage?"
"... The chopsticks here are harder."
Xie Zhen looked down at the chopsticks in his hand and was silent for a while.
"Master."
"Yeah."
"Are you actually very powerful?"
Intention: Real strength is to be able to pretend to be weak and to take responsibility.
