I Can't Be Sword God

379 The Night of the Comet

This was an endless stretch of silver-white land, with knife-like blizzards. The ice Mountain, which had been here for tens of thousands of years, was sharpened by the wind and snow. The moonlight was scattered and turned into a mist before it could fall on the ground.

A blind old man with messy hair was standing on the top of the ice Mountain. He was looking into the distance with his empty eye sockets, as if he was waiting for something.

He was wearing a dirty and tattered jacket that looked like it was leaking air everywhere. It was unknown how he had managed to survive in this world of Ice and snow.

In short, looking at his appearance and attire, if he wasn’t a beggar, it would really be disappointing.

No one would have thought that the yanyue sect’s Woodman King would be such a person.

Even he didn’t expect it.

When the wood Man king was young, he only had one simple dream-he wanted to become the best Carpenter in the world.

But his father didn’t agree.

Back then, their family had lived in swordsmithing city. Blacksmiths in swordsmithing city could forge weapons and swords, while carpenters could only make furniture and farm tools.

Only blacksmiths had the possibility of becoming famous, and carpenters were at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

When the wooden King said that he wanted to learn carpentry, his father beat him on a bench for the whole morning.

However, he didn’t like blacksmithing. He felt that it wasn’t artistic. And making wood is art.

Therefore, he wanted to do something to get his father to agree to him learning carpentry.

The little wooden King was keenly aware that his father and mother’s bed would always creak noisily at night, and every night after the creak, his father would always wake up with two dark circles under his eyes.

He felt that the bed was too noisy for his father to rest well, so he repaired the bed.

That night, the bed really didn’t make any sound.

As soon as his parents moved, the bed fell.

His father had him on the bench for the whole afternoon.

However, he had no choice. He was persistent, and his temper was as stubborn as a piece of wood. Out of his love for his son and his expectations for a second child, his father had to send him to a Carpenter in the city.

From probationary to apprentice, and then to disciple.

He was getting impatient.

How could he still be a disciple after such a long time?

Therefore, he went to ask his master when he would be able to finish his apprenticeship. His master said that if he could carve a flying wooden bird, he would be able to finish his apprenticeship. He knew that his master was making things difficult for him. The wooden bird was the most difficult part of the Carpenter’s inheritance.

But he thought, what’s so great about a flying wooden bird?

I’ll give you a flying wooden puppet.

In the end, he really created it, and his master knelt down to send him off.

Of course, this was not a simple Carpenter’s craft. The practice of cultivation was extremely popular in swordsmithing city. The wooden King was not only a genius in carpentry, but also in cultivation.

He found that it was possible to combine divine powers with Woodcraft.

The wooden King’s reputation in swordsmithing city was gradually growing. Everyone knew that the wooden men he made could pass off as the real one, and could do almost anything a living person could.

The women and socialites in the city came to his shop one after another.

Not long after, he, who was still very young, actually won the name “ghost axe” in swordsmithing city with wood art. This was simply unprecedented.

At the banquet to celebrate him obtaining the ghost axe, he fell in love with the city Lord’s daughter, a beautiful young girl.

However, when he was drunk and asked the city Lord for a marriage proposal, the city Lord rejected him without hesitation. Even though she admired his talent, she still felt that his status was not worthy of her daughter.

He then went to the city Lord’s daughter to court her.

The city Lord’s daughter’s answer made him shiver even more.

“I don’t like people like you.”

“I like handsome ones.”

This sentence directly made him doubt his life.

Why couldn’t everyone be like the wooden puppets and listen to his orders? He began to plan a huge conspiracy.

He had created a small wooden figure that could possess a person’s body. He wanted to use this small wooden figure to possess the entire upper echelons of swordsmithing city, turning everyone into puppets that had to be manipulated by him.

This plan was quite whimsical.

But the terrifying thing was that he had almost succeeded.

Unfortunately, he failed at the last step and was captured at the foot of the stairs. The city Lord felt that he was responsible for the way he had gotten to where he was today, so he wanted to spare his life.

Under the strong request of his subordinates, he was still crippled of his cultivation. However, she was still worried about his unique wooden giant Divine Art, so she blinded his eyes and drove him out of the city.

He was almost crippled, and there was only a small wooden figure left in his pocket.

At that time, the wood Man king made another terrifying decision.

He let the wooden giant take over his body.

Because only then would he be able to regain his power, his vision, and something that could help him make a comeback.

However, the risk was equally huge, because he was controlling the wooden puppets. After the wooden puppet was implanted into his body, it would control him.

He controlled the wooden giant and controlled him to fly.

Fortunately, he had succeeded in the end. The wooden giant had completely fused with his soul. Although his entire body seemed to have undergone some changes, he had still survived.

Later on, he even joined the yanyue sect.

He had a dream.

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He wanted everyone in the world to become his puppets.

This crazy idea was too suitable to be a member of a demon sect.

For this dream, he began to accumulate power and plot. Finally, with the help of the demonic Earth’s power, he managed to obtain the world’s most powerful physical body, the demonic body of desolation.

He almost wanted to give up his own body and transplant this wooden figure, which had almost fused with his spirit, into the body of the demon body of wilderness fuhuang.

Then, the demonic body of desolate fuhuang met the little Daoist priest.

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Thinking of this, the wooden King couldn’t help but curse.

How could there be such a handsome and invincible person in this world? What was wrong?

When he realized that even Fu Huang’s demon body was no match for the little Daoist priest.

He understood.

The wood Man king realized that he would never be able to defeat this little Taoist priest.

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He was too hard.

Therefore, he quickly thought of kidnapping. Before the little Daoist priest returned, he easily kidnapped the good-for-nothing young master.

As expected, his plan had succeeded.

The wood Man king smiled.

It came.

In the distance, a figure flew over against the strong wind. When it flew over his head, it threw down a silk bag and left without any hesitation.

In fact, the wooden puppets weren’t closely connected to each other, and they didn’t have any feelings for their main bodies.

In any case, it was enough to just listen to orders.

The wood Man king caught the bag and took out the immortal Gu guts. He held it in his hand and felt a pure energy.

Was this the immortal Qi that had been accumulating for tens of thousands of years?

It was indeed an object that had fallen from the legendary immortal realm.

The wood Man king was a little excited.

So what if he was a little Daoist? So what if he was Yu Huasheng? So what if he was Tong Wudi?

Now that the immortal Phoenix gall is in my hands, I’m the person closest to becoming an immortal.

As long as I cultivate in seclusion in this place far away from the mortal world, no one will be able to find me, and no one will be able to do anything to me.

Even if there is only one immortal in this world, that person can only be me.

The wood Man king wanted to laugh, but before he could, he suddenly felt a little strange.

There was a Bell hanging on the outside of the silk bag, but the bell did not ring.

“Eh?”

He astutely picked up the bell and found that something seemed to be stuffed inside. When he took it out, it seemed to be a folded talisman.

What was this?

When he opened it, he found that it was the most basic movement talisman.

Ha.

He sneered in his heart.

Was the little Daoist still thinking of using this method to find him?

He probably didn’t expect that she had been on guard against this move. In this extremely cold place tens of thousands of li away from Jiangnan, even the talismans drawn by Immortals could not escape.

Wait a minute.

What was that?

The wood Man king looked up, as if he saw a comet cutting through the misty sky.

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In the deyun temple, Li Chu opened his eyes and stood up. He looked at Wang longqi and patted his shoulder.

“I’ve already avenged you in advance.”

“Although you’re fine, you can rest in peace now.”