“……”

Seeing sorrow could not respond to him, nor could he answer him.

Just like when I heard him say that at the small stone pond on Dengtian Island, I was pushed open a new door and entered a new world. But at this moment, just like she was at that time, she didn't have the ability to evaluate and judge this.

All you can do is listen and watch.

In a sense, this is the first time that Fu Chaosheng, who is a big demon, revealed his temperament and fangs as a demon to her as an old friend after the first meeting;

As a friend, I couldn't help but be touched by my sorrows, and even felt for the first time that Fu Chaosheng, such an "old friend", existed so truly;

But as a human being, as a monk, she couldn't help but feel faintly confused and disagreed.

From Fu Chaosheng's standpoint, is he wrong?

It doesn't seem to be.

From the standpoint of Lu Song and those innocent mortals, are they wrong?

It doesn't seem to be either.

The law of the jungle is the true truth that this universe gives to sentient beings.

Just such a sentence kept echoing in the depths of her mind, impacting all the inherent cognitions since she could remember, destroyed, but unable to rebuild.

There is only a ruined wall, broken bricks and tiles......

She stood there and examined them, and slowly came out of her mind, not even noticing when Fu Chaosheng left.

It was getting late.

Tomorrow, the hazy sky of the sea of stars is still hidden in the stars and moons, and there is a faint sound of insects around, as well as the sound of drinking and having fun from the streets in the distance.

When I came back to my senses, in front of the steps under the eaves, it was already empty.

Who knows?

At this moment, her heart was even more confused than before she realized the Tao by the Ember Pond of Zen Buddhism, a thousand times and a hundred times.

The banshee can still solve the sorrows.

But what is in front of her at this moment is clearly a dead end-

If one day, the righteous path of the world pursues Fu Chaosheng's "If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and it will be punished", can she stand by and turn a deaf ear?

If one day, Fu Chaosheng raises the butcher's knife again to the people he "doesn't like", or the innocents who need to be killed, can she watch the fire from the other side and turn a blind eye?

She doesn't know how she will choose in the future, but she knows that she can't be indifferent and ignore any of the two situations at this moment.

I suddenly felt a headache.

Seeing that I was really a little helpless, I didn't understand how things suddenly became like this, so I only raised my hand for a while, and pressed the corners of my forehead that were tensed by this series of thoughts, trying to relax myself.

But apparently it didn't work.

In such a state, cultivation is impossible.

Just go out for a walk.

This thought flashed through her mind, and she had already taken a step under her feet, going out from the door next to the mansion, and walking along the most prosperous street in Broken Immortal City.

Because recently, the various forces of the Nineteen Continents have sent monks who have the right to speak in their respective forces to discuss matters here, so at this time, the Broken Immortal City is not deserted.

When he came out, there were still many monks in the Tao.

But compared to the relaxation of the previous days, the atmosphere at this moment has obviously become much more tense and tense.

Everywhere you can hear the muffled voices of the monks.

"Kunwu Hengxu is really here, and I heard that I have to discuss it early, and the location is about to be in the Awakening Villa. ”

"Isn't it?

"Isn't this the Sword Emperor's residence......"

"Mr. Yiming and Cangji Sanren are obsessed with alchemy, and the other is obsessed with cultivation, if they don't set the location of this discussion in the Awakening Villa, will it be possible to go to Sweeping Dust and Qingming Lu?"

"The world is unpredictable!"

"These days, the three demons and the two sects of yin and yang have secretly fought, you say that this is tomorrow's discussion, what if it starts?"

"No, no, there are real people here. ”

"I'm afraid that Qu Zhengfeng will deliberately make things difficult again, God knows what kind of heart he has!"

"In recent years, Yashan has really been evil......

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"Eh, you said that the big demon named Fu Chaosheng was really not the one who attacked the Lu Pavilion Master?"

"Who knows, anyway, I heard that Hengxu Zhenren took someone to check again, and no clues were found. ”

"Alas, compared to the East Pole Ghost Gate, it's all a trivial matter......"

"Yes, we went to investigate in the afternoon, and we saw that the color of the sea had changed. Although it is not the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the big peach tree in the East Pole has never withered, and now it is dropping petals!"

"It's a matter of survival, I don't want anything to happen at this juncture......"

"yes. ”

……

He quietly hid his breath, and saw sorrow pass by these solemn and worried monks, silently.

No one found her, no one could find her.

Due to Qu Zhengfeng's deliberate "exclusion", Tomorrow Xinghai did not provide Yashan Kunwu with a place to live, but the places selected by the two sects were very close to the residences of other sects.

As he walked, he approached the area where the rest of the sects gathered.

When I was walking to a certain place, my sorrowful footsteps suddenly stopped.

She was a little surprised.

I didn't expect to see Fudao Mountain people here, and-

Jiang asks the tide?

The mansion in front of it is about where everyone in the Psychic Pavilion temporarily lives.

Jiang Wenchao, dressed in a crimson robe, stood at the bottom of the steps, and in front of him was a Fudao mountain man with a broken bamboo pole. When he saw it, Jiang Wenchao took something from the hands of the Fudao mountain people, and then nodded.

Then, I saw the Fudao mountain people turn around and leave.

He is not going in the same direction as seeing sorrow.

Some of the emaciated figures had disappeared into the night at the end of the street in a short time.

Only Jiang Wenchao was still standing in place, looking at the direction in which the Fudao Mountain people had left, and then lowered his head to look at the thing in his palm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing sorrow, he frowned slightly.

She and Jiang Wenchao are also old acquaintances.

At the beginning, Yushan Xing took her to the left three thousand small meeting, and met him halfway, and he had to take his flying boat for convenience.

This is the generation of geniuses of the Tongling Pavilion, but it seems that he has encountered some difficulties and stagnated halfway, and it was not until that small meeting eighty years ago that it bloomed again, making the entire Central Domain Zuo Sanqian impressed.

In all fairness, it's a worthwhile person to make friends with.

It's just that what is her master here for?

There are some doubts.

Seeing that he thought about it for a while, he walked up directly, and greeted him with a smile: "Jiang Daoyou." ”

"See you sadly. ”

Jiang Wenchao was a little surprised when he saw the sorrow, but the next moment he also laughed.

"It's a coincidence, Elder Fudao has only come, but as soon as the front foot left, the back foot Taoist friend also came. ”

Seeing that he was worried, he didn't explain, but he was curious: "I was just passing by, but my master came here for?"

"Elder Fudao is here to deliver the pill. ”

It wasn't a big deal, and seeing that he was worried and wasn't an outsider who needed to be vigilant, Jiang Wenchao spread out the things in his palm. It is a small pot made of clay pottery, and a bright stroke is drawn on it with cinnabar mixed with gold dust.

"What do you say, one yard to one yard, and there are old accounts to be settled with our master, and I want to give this thing to the master. ”

This thing looks familiar.

Seeing sorrow, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, picked it up from Jiang Wenchao's palm and turned around, took a closer look, and finally his eyes fell on the bright brush drawn by this cinnabar.

After a long time, he smiled complicatedly.

"What kind of elixir is this?"

Jiang Wenchao couldn't see it at all, and the people of Fudao Mountain didn't say anything just now, and when he saw that he seemed to be able to recognize it, he couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

But unexpectedly, he shook his head when he saw sorrow.

"I just recognized the origin of this medicine jar, but I didn't know what the elixir inside was. If you ask me, I can only say that it is a piece of Master's heart. ”

Dantang in Yashan, she has been there.

Yashan's elixir, she also knows.

Although the reputation outside is not as good as that of Baiyue Valley, the quality and variety of the fact are not inferior to any sect in the Central Domain, except for Mr. Yiming of the Medicine King, I am afraid that Kun Wu can fight with it.

Medicine jars like this with a cinnabar painting are very rare in Dantang.

When she went to the Dantang for body refining, she had seen very few such small jars, all of which were stored on the highest medicine cabinet in the Dantang, and they were protected by an obvious formation, and ordinary people could not easily get close.

Yashan is not a poor sect that cares about elixir magic weapons, and there are really only a handful of elixirs that are surrounded by the formation.

Now, I saw such a small medicine jar in Jiang Wenchao's hands.

Seeing that he lowered his eyes, he put the small medicine jar back into Jiang Wenchao's hand, and half-jokingly: "Jiang Daoyou, you have to be careful, don't fall, this thing is precious." ”

"Hahaha......"

Jiang Wenchao knew that she was joking, so he laughed at this time, and only held the small medicine jar in his palm.

"Don't dare to be careless, don't dare to be careless. ”

He smiled, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw sorrow.

When people laugh, the stagnant anger in their hearts will dissipate somewhat.

She looked a little better than before, but Jiang Wenchao could see that she was in a strange state, and only vaguely guessed that it was related to the dispute that happened during the day, so she hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded her: "Seeing that you are worried about Daoyou, it seems that you have encountered some troubled things, but there are so many troubled things in the world? ”

Jiang Wenchao said this very smartly.

Seeing that he was about to leave, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him: "I thought that Jiang Daoyou wanted to ask me what troubles I encountered, and he wanted to answer my questions." ”

"No, no. ”

Jiang Wenchao shook his head, but he saw it very clearly.

"Seeing that the sorrowful Taoist friend is now a great power, whether it is cultivation or state of mind, it is far better than Jiang. If there is any trouble and doubt in my heart at this moment, it must not be Jiang who can answer it. Therefore, it is only a mediocre word to persuade him, and he just shows a little concern. ”

There are many wonderful people in the world, and Jiang Wenchao is definitely one of them.

It's just straightforward, it's funny.

Seeing that he accepted his kindness, he said, "That's really thankful", and then subconsciously wanted to ask their head Lu Song how it was.

It's just that after thinking about it, there is a real person intervening in this matter, and second, there is a medicine sent by his own teacher, if there is any big problem, it will be strange.

So after a moment, the words that came to my mouth were taken back.

Seeing sorrow, he said: "Don't bother Jiang Daoyou, you are busy, I will continue to go around." ”

Jiang Wenchao really wants to return to Lu Song, after all, the so-called "connecting arms" is to urge an arm to come out again, the taste of pain, even if Lu Song has such a hard temper, he can't help but scold him.

It's almost now, but it's still recovering.

These disciples, they should be careful.

So he didn't stay long, but said goodbye to him, and when he saw her walk to the other side of the street, which was becoming more and more inhabited, he turned and went back to the door.

Because the later it gets dark, the sea of stars tomorrow is not a paradise, but full of dangers, so the monks of the various sects who are active outside all go back separately.

At the moment, he is still on the street or on the high-rise building on the street, but it can be said that Tai Ban is not a good person.

Seeing sorrow, he walked silently as he came.

Aimless.

It's just that in her mind, she couldn't help but recall Jiang Wenchao's demeanor-

She clearly remembered that this former genius was ostracized and ridiculed by many people in the sect because he suddenly became a "waste wood" for a while.

But now......

Lu Song is neither humble nor arrogant, not half hatred and dissatisfaction, peaceful and steady.

So, what kind of person is Lu Song, the master of the Psychic Pavilion whose temperament is indeed not good for her, in the eyes of the monks of the Psychic Pavilion?

And her master, a while ago, she clearly had a lot of trouble with Lu Song, and almost got into a fight.

Now the elixir has been delivered......

What does this mean?

Thinking about things from a different perspective, or looking at people, there will be many different results. Some are interesting to think about, while others are thrilling to think about.

For example, she is a teacher......

At the moment when he recognized the medicine bottle, he felt that the master should have seen the truth of the dispute in the day, so he did this.

It's just that he neither blamed Fu Chaosheng, nor did he come to say anything to himself......

It's just a small clay pot like this.

changed others, but I was afraid that I didn't understand if I wanted to break my head, but it can be seen that I was walking on this street at the moment, but I had some guesses, but I couldn't be sure.

She remembered a lot.

Fu Chaosheng's words, all kinds of rotten Kelou, all kinds of killings and life and death that he had seen since he could remember, and even remembered the living souls he saw when he was in the Extreme Domain Dead City.

was killed by the legendary "Fu Guoshi", and Zhang Tang, the court captain who was pushed to the court and beheaded, as well as those scholars who should not have died but died......

The clues that I hadn't noticed in the past have all come out.

The little book beetle was by Fu Chaosheng's side, eating books, and eating what people thought and knew, so it caused that chaos and created an innocent killing.

Fu Chaosheng said that he did nothing wrong in killing people because he needed them, and Lu Song said that he did nothing wrong in eliminating demons because of his jealousy.

So who is wrong in this world?

Could it be that she, the one who hasn't had time to do anything, let alone think about anything, is wrong?

The vast world, the vast universe......

What exactly is right and what is wrong?

Or is there no right or wrong in this world?

The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I think about it.

In this way, he is bent on seeking, plunging headlong into that obscurant and chaotic world, constantly moving forward, constantly deepening, trying to exhaust its roots.

But this world is too deep, seemingly endless, and endless.

The kind of thing she was looking for was like an oasis in the desert, and she was the traveler she was looking for......

If you can't find it, you don't want to go out of this desert;

If you can't find it, you don't want to look back.

The pace under his feet continues.

Seeing sorrow walked almost without stopping, but if any of the powerful monks were standing beside her at this moment, they would immediately realize that her state at the moment was definitely not right!

There is no direction at the foot at all, and when you get to the intersection, you are subconsciously turning right!

Under a pair of eyes, the divine light has a palpitating state of exhaustion, as if it has sunk into a certain realm, a certain abyss, with her consciousness!

Trapped, tied in a dead knot.

Rushing left and not being able to get out, and feeling that the oasis was in front of him, he would soon be able to reach it, so he was unwilling to give up.

Until—

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound in the flat ground, like a thunderbolt that had fallen out of thin air, and it crashed into the abyss of her consciousness and thinking in an instant! It was like an overwhelming chapter, and suddenly it slapped her, who was hanging in the air, back to the ground!

Intense bouquet aroma.

Slight tingling.

Tiny vocals.

Lonely streets.

……

All the perceptions returned to the sorrowful body in an instant, as if they had returned to the world from the nine heavens, and there was a frightening feeling of separation for a while!

A jar smashed at her feet, and the rich aroma of wine wafted around, spilling on the dry ground and flowing towards the low, splintering and sprinkling apart.

Seeing sorrow, he raised his hand and gently pressed the side of his neck.

A fragment passed by, leaving a thin trail of blood.

She hadn't come back to her senses yet, she just felt that something wasn't quite right, but she subconsciously raised her head to look up.

It is a small restaurant.

Next to the railing on the second floor, there was a figure dressed in a black robe, the dark lines of the woven gold were also a little darker in the deep night, the slightly cold face was indescribably gloomy, and there was a faint anger between the frowning brows.

His eyes were darker than the night.

It's a wind.

When he looked at him with sorrow, he couldn't hold back his fierce ridicule, and it sounded more like a reprimand: "You've been walking around this building for two hours, what are you thinking!"

When I saw sorrow, I woke up like a dream.

After looking at it in a trance, the night had already sunk, and I didn't know what time it was. The surrounding streets and buildings are unfamiliar. The restaurant in front of you is connected to the building next to it, forming a circle, and the street is also surrounded by a circle.

On the right side of the dusty pavement, there is a mess of footprints left by an unknown number of walks!

After asking the heart, although there is no longer a Dao Tribulation, there are Dao Tribulations everywhere!

Just looking at these footprints, you can imagine how far the people who have just walked through have reached the state of mind and the confusion of consciousness......

One thought is obsessed, but it is a demonic obstacle!

At this moment, Rao was relieved of his concentration and qualitative nature, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!