"Are you wondering in your heart, what is the meaning of leaving a sword?"

Faced with the extremely jerky vicissitudes of Fan's decision, Shen Yichen began to fall into deep thought.

"yes... What is the purpose of keeping a sword? How did such a troublesome and difficult thing become the core essence of the Brahman's decision? It is really extremely strange. ”

Fan Jue chuckled between heaven and earth, and the voice of nothingness struck Shen Yichen: "Think about it, you have figured it out, it is very ideologically helpful to leave a sword in the future." ”

Shen Yichen stood on this vast loess, looking at the rolls of yellow sand, pondering this wonderful and strange question: "Why do you leave a sword?"

On the True Qi Continent, the strong are respected, power is supreme, and having power is everything, and powerful power has become something that all beings pursue.

Shen Yichen knew this well, the pursuit of infinite power and power is the lifelong goal of every cultivator, and this has become a criterion and law!

However, the magical rule of leaving a sword seems to violate the principle of power and power, breaking the laws of the True Qi Continent.

Leaving a sword as the "essence" of the Brahman's decision, but the pursuit of mercy to his subordinates, all against the enemy, leave a sword, delicately grasp the power, but inhibit the strength of the power, a little bit of the woman's benevolent taste.

Shen Yichen secretly imagined a scene in his mind:

He held a three-foot green blade in his hand, and met a bastard who was extremely evil and unforgivable, and he could obviously destroy this blood-stained murderer with a single sword, but he left a sword, and did not cut off the other party's meridians, but only ruined his cultivation.

But how can we repay the victims? You must know that excessive kindness is foolishness.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, Shen Yichen was still young after all, only ten years old, let alone killing, he hadn't even done a fight, and in the past few years, he had only been cultivating honestly in the Fanyuan Academy.

"Well, you're too young to understand the truth. Fan Jue, who was hidden between heaven and earth, smiled again, and summoned Shen Yichen, who was in deep contemplation.

"Keeping a sword is not as simple as you think, or many people think it's kind... Stupid?"

Shen Yichen laughed awkwardly, scratching his head, he didn't expect that Fan Jue had already guessed his thoughts, and he was still too tender...

He himself really thinks that this sword is really a superfluous move, Shen Yichen can't figure out how such a superfluous move can be used as a holy relic... Quintessence?

A majestic voice surrounded Shen Yichen, and Fan Du groaned for a moment before he began to speak: "Leaving a sword is not an extra move. ”

"Its purpose is the same as that of all human beings, the pursuit of power and power, but it is somewhat different because it grows in power and inhibits power at the same time. ”

Shen Yichen was concentrating, listening to Fandu's narration.

"The essence of the Brahman's decision is to keep a sword, because the power of the cultivator becomes stronger, and leaving a sword makes the cultivator's powerful power suppress and converge. ”

Now Shen Yichen was even more puzzled, since he was also pursuing the strength of strength, why should there be a stumbling block - leaving a sword to contain the strength of Fanduan?

"The world is bustling, all for the power, the world is bustling, all for the power. ”

Van Jue spoke again, and the old male voice resounded from the void: "Leaving a sword to restrain the powerful power, this is indispensable, the power of the Van Jue is too strong, the strength is important, it can make people get everything they want,"

"But strength and power, not everything. ”

"Man has always chased power, so power has gradually become a slave to man. But isn't it a powerful temptation?"

"At this time, man has become a slave to power..."

And power is like a bottomless pit, provoking man's desires, and man has forgotten himself. ”

Shen Yichen suddenly realized something, raised his head and asked the sky: "Senior Fan, so, leaving a sword is to prevent people from becoming slaves of power, and stabilize the temptation of great power?"

"Not exactly. The voice came into Shen Yichen's ears, and he was stunned when he heard the words, and then he groaned again.

The old man's voice came out again: "Leaving a sword can not only control people's hearts, but over time, it can also firmly establish the foundation, and no matter how powerful the power is, it can be controlled freely." ”

"A good life cultivates the Brahman, especially leaving a sword, it can be extremely stable Gong solid foundation, so that your true qi foundation is far superior to others, and it is several times more stable than your current breath stability!"

Shen Yichen suddenly realized at this moment, and solemnly thanked the deep sky in return: "Juniors understand, thank you for your advice!"

Before the voice fell, the dark golden sky was trembling, and the endless loess earth was also undulating, and gradually the heaven and earth were confused with each other and merged into one, and Shen Yichen couldn't tell what was the earth and what was the sky for a while.

"Your understanding is good, you can understand the connotation of leaving a sword at a young age, and my twenty years of waiting have not been in vain. Heaven and earth were entangled and attracted to each other, and Shen Yichen felt that he was about to turn out of this place, and the last remnants of the Fanduan were heard all over the place.

"Although leaving a sword makes your foundation extremely solid, your cultivation speed will also be much slower, and the road may be very difficult and difficult, I hope you can persevere. ”

"Don't forget to keep a sword, so that you don't become a slave to power. ”

"You must always remember that a strong and stable power is truly yours!"

As the last admonition between heaven and earth dissipated, Fanduan fell into a deep sleep again, and the sky also turned into thousands of points of light and dispersed.

Shen Yichen looked at those scattered points of light with a complicated face, and immediately respectfully bowed to the juniors.

"The seniors of Fanjue, the juniors Shen Yichen thanked me again. ”

Shen Yichen slowly left this space and returned to the cliff behind the waterfall.

The familiar sound of the water struck again, and Shen Yichen cleared the thick mist and jumped over the waterfall lightly. The lifting force from the abyss lifted Shen Yichen over the waterfall again.

Shen Yichen landed steadily on the side of the cliff, it was dark at this time, and his father seemed to have gone back, after all, his father still needed to take care of the affairs of the Brahman's Academy, and he couldn't wait for him all the time.

"Whew... It feels so good to be down to earth. Shen Yichen stepped on the thick ground with a sigh of relief, and strode back towards the moonlight.

Shen Yichen walked alone in the bamboo forest, and the moonlight slightly illuminated the surrounding bamboo leaves.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, Shen Yichen stood still, looked around suspiciously, but saw nothing.

"Inexplicable..."Shen Yichen muttered to himself, just about to start and continue to hurry, the surrounding bamboo forest suddenly swayed wildly, the bamboo leaves rolled up to the sky and danced, and the black wind blew coldly.

Shen Yichen clenched the three-foot Qingfeng in horror, but he couldn't pull it out at this time, and his hands kept trembling and sweating.

"Hehe... Brahma Cangtian really passed on your Brahma decision, how can the treasure of my Brahma Academy be passed on to you, an outsider surnamed Shen!"

The black wind dissipated, the air was viscous and distorted, and a withered figure emerged, it was an old man in a black robe.

Shen Yichen looked at the black-robed old man in front of him, grabbed the hilt of his sword and asked nervously, "Who are you!?"

The black-robed old man's muddy voice laughed: "Hehehe... Don't worry, boy, I don't dare to do anything to you, after all, you are the second son of Brahma Cangtian. ”

"I'm a member of the Elder Body, and I just want to give you a piece of advice, Brahman is not an outsider like you, you can practice casually, and none of them have succeeded in a hundred years. The black-robed old man lifted the black canopy, revealing an old face like a dried corpse, his shriveled lips moved, and his tone showed a hint of contempt: "And half of you are your mother's mortal dirty blood, and it is impossible for you to successfully cultivate the Venerable Decision." ”

Shen Yichen tightened his grip on the hilt of Qingfeng's sword, looked at the old man fiercely, and said, "You... What do you want?"

"Boy, since you don't have pure bloodline, it is impossible for you to cultivate the Brahman, and you are delusional about cultivating the Brahman, but you are just ruining the holy relics of my Brahma Academy. The corners of the black-robed old man's mouth hooked up a sneer: "It's better for you to give me the Fan, and it will save you from wasting treasures." ”

"No, I have promised my father, I have promised Fandu, I will do my best to cultivate it!" Shen Yichen's still childish little face suddenly became fierce:

"And the Vatican decision has already entered my brain, if you want to take it, cut my brain open!"

The black-robed old man was furious, Shen Yichen's stubbornness made him tremble, as the great elder of the elder group, everyone in the Brahma Academy respected him, and even the master of the academy was on an equal footing with him.

Now that he is being treated in such a tone by this little hairy child surnamed Shen, it is really a wave of anger churning in his stomach.

"What a boy with a foreign surname, talk to me like this, or not... The Van decision fell into your hands and was ruined, and when the time comes, all the previous efforts will be wasted, so blame your mother. ”

The black-robed old man sneered hoarsely, and then his figure began to dissipate.

Shen Yichen saw that the old man of the elder group was about to leave, and shouted at the figure of the black-robed old man in a rage: "What's wrong with my surname Shen! What's wrong with my mother's surname! My mother is not a mediocre person! My mother is much better than all of you surnamed Fan! Don't insult my mother again!"

The black figure completely dissipated, and Shen Yichen was still angry.

What kind of bullshit elder dares to say that his mother's blood is the dirty blood of outsiders? And that his mother has defiled the blood of the Sanskrit? It is really excessive!

The more Shen Yichen thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he simply spread his pace and ran in the bamboo forest, he faced the moonlight and the forest wind, and the falling bamboo leaves "creaked" under his feet.

Shen Yichen ran wildly, the wind blew on his face, he wantonly vented his emotions, and ran faster and faster in this bamboo forest, faster and faster.

He ran until he was exhausted, vented all his grievances and unwillingness, and suddenly squatted down, buried his head in his small body, and the moonlight sprinkled on his back, emitting a faint glow of stars.

Shen Yichen hugged his head and let out a sobbing sound that only he could hear, and the words of the black-robed old man deeply hurt his young heart.

"Mother... Where the hell have you been..."Shen Yichen choked up and muttered to himself. "Dusty really misses you, when... When will I be back..."

He didn't know how long he cried, until the moon disappeared into the clouds, Shen Yichen stood up, wiped his tears fiercely, raised his head, and looked at the hidden bright moon with great determination.

"You all show me! I, Shen Yichen, not only want to be the hope of this generation, but also the hope of the Buddhist Academy! I can't fix it!"

The resolute and childish shouts echoed in the vast bamboo forest for a long time, and it was passed down for a long time.

The children's shouts seem to remain in this bamboo forest for eternity.