"Luo Zhi?" Bai Ze went through it in his mind, but he hadn't heard of this person's name. Bai Ze, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, wanted to open his mouth to ask who Ye Zhun was, but suddenly found that he couldn't speak at all, and then he found that not only could he not speak, but he also had no way to control this body. It's like a bystander, but the onlooker's perspective is the first perspective.

"Spare you? Then when you killed the master, why didn't you think about letting the master go? Bai Ze spoke, to be precise, the person who made the sword spoke.

At the same time, some fragmented memories suddenly crossed Bai Ze's mind.

In the hustle and bustle of human voices, the crowd of people coming and going, no one glanced at the two children huddled in a corner. The two children were dressed in tatters, and it was the middle of winter, but both of them were wearing rags.

"Don't you two have a home?"

The two children opened their eyes and saw an old man with a gray beard, looking at them with compassion. It sounded so wonderful.

The picture turned again, and it was in a cultivation room, and the white-bearded old man was teaching two children to cultivate. Two children who had only hoped to survive were attracted to that magical world for the first time.

The picture is like a horse's eye, and it comes to the practice ground again. The two children have grown up, and they have achieved a little success in cultivation, one has an introverted personality and chooses a long sword, and the other has a perverse personality and chooses a long spear. They worked hard to buy their skills on the training ground, because they all fell in love with a little junior sister. But the junior sister has shown that she only likes the stronger one of them.

That year, their cultivation was all in the Qi cultivation period, but the cultivation of the two of them was comparable, and at this time, their master, that is, the white-bearded old man, happened to choose one person from among them to cultivate the highest exercises in the sect.

"Senior brother, I have always respected you. Without the master, we would not be where we are now, and I didn't expect that in order to get that exercise, you would actually frame me. I was expelled from the master by the master, and in the end, I murdered the master. Bai Ze could feel the sadness in the heart of the sword, which was a kind of helplessness and resentment of being betrayed by his best brother.

"It turns out that there is such a deep hatred between them, no wonder they have to end up in a duel of life and death." Bai Ze had already understood most of them at this time, they were all so-called red faces, and they were all so-called powerful, which made him forget his past. Even the master who gave himself life can do it, which is simply outrageous.

The so-called senior brother who was kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head when he heard the words of the man who made the sword. It was a pair of eyes full of blood, and Bai Ze saw a downright hatred in them, almost a hatred that exterminated humanity.

"Haha......" Senior Brother suddenly laughed, and Bai Ze who laughed inexplicably. He clenched the spear in his hand, stared at the man wielding the sword, and said, "I have no regrets about what I have done. If I had to choose again, I would do the same. ”

After saying this, the senior brother suddenly raised his spear and stabbed at the person who wielded the sword.

Despair. Bai Ze could feel the thoughts of the person he was in at this time, it was a deep despair, maybe in his heart, the senior brother would always be his senior brother. It's just that some people become no longer themselves after some things.

In the face of the sudden attack of the senior brother, the sword man did not dodge, and just let the spear stab his throat.

"No!" Bai Ze yelled, he really thought that he could control this person's body to get him out of the way. But this person had no intention of dodging at all, Bai Ze could see the fully charged long sword in his hand, and he had the idea of dying together.

For a moment, Bai Ze only felt a shock all over his body, and he actually returned to the fifth floor of the pagoda. He didn't know when he picked up the rusty sword, and he had already come out of that space. Looking at the cracks on the long sword, that is the best tribute to them.

"What's wrong with Bai Ze? What happened? After Gu Zaizawa recovered, he immediately asked. At the moment just now, Bai Ze's spiritual power seemed to have reached another time and space, and Gu had no way of knowing what was going on.

Bai Ze sighed and told the whole story of what he had just experienced. In the end, I don't forget to feel sorry for the owner of this sword.

"I think what tests you in this level is the strength of your mental power, if you had flinched when you looked at that person before, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been recognized by this sword." After listening to Bai Ze's words, Gu said analytically.

Nodding, Bai Ze silently recited the "Tao Te Ching" several times. to recover his spiritual power, the space just now was very consuming for Bai Ze's spiritual power, so he had to recover when he picked up the second sword.

After taking two sticks of incense, Bai Ze felt that he was almost recovered. He stood up and looked at the second sword. The second sword looks very similar to the first, the appearance is basically the same, but the rift on it is slightly different.

With a sigh of relief, Bai Ze stretched out his hand and touched the remnant sword.

Just like last time, Bai Ze felt the heavens and the earth spin again, and when he opened it again, Bai Ze found himself in a practice field. This practice ground turned out to be exactly the same as the one you saw in the previous sword.

"Could it be that the space in this sword. It's still about those two people, but what is it for? Bai Ze felt very confused, he couldn't understand why this time, he came to this place.

On the training ground, a white-bearded old man was carefully teaching the two children to cultivate, and these two people were the same two people he had seen earlier. The white-bearded old man taught very carefully, and Bai Ze could see the kindness in his eyes.

But the more this happened, the more sad Bai Ze felt. Perhaps this white-bearded old man would never know that the person he saved was the last person to kill him.

In the blink of an eye, the two children grew up, and the white-bearded old man was even older. Rao is cultivated to a high level, but he can't escape the cycle of time.

"Russell, Roshi. The master is almost dying, and the two of you are the most beloved disciples of the master, but since ancient times, the ancestors stipulated that you can only teach the exercises to one person. The two of you go to the Patriarch's Palace, if you can comprehend the long sword in the Patriarch's Palace, I will teach him the exercises. When the white-bearded old man said this, he waved his hand and let the two leave.

As soon as the picture turned, I saw the senior brother Russell pointing at Luo Zhi and said angrily to the white-bearded old man: "Master, the long sword in the ancestral hall is gone." I've heard people say that they once saw my brother get that sword. ”

Luo Zhi didn't say a word from beginning to end, just looked at the white-bearded old man with his head held high, and his eyes were very clean.

The picture turned again, and I saw it on a dark and windy night. Bai Ze could vaguely see the meeting of two figures in the dark.

"Senior sister, tomorrow the master will expel him from the door. Sooner or later, that exercise will be mine, and then we will be able to stay and fly together. ”

"Did he really steal that sword? Is the master really going to expel him from the school? ”

"Senior sister is unwilling?"

Bai Ze could hear the voices of these two people, one was the senior brother Russell, and the other had a tactful voice, which should be the so-called junior sister.

"For the sake of one's own greed, can you frame one's own junior brother? Is this what righteousness is called? Bai Ze didn't know why he was so indignant, he really thought that he had completely integrated into the role of Luo Zhi. I also feel unworthy for him.

In the last scene, the white-bearded old man held the long sword he had retrieved from Luo Zhi in his hand and slashed him with a thousand swords. And Bai Ze also felt a little resentment in Luo Zhi's heart, which became more and more prosperous. There were countless times when Bai Ze wanted to close his eyes and escape from Luo Zhi's body. But Bai Ze knew that once he chose to escape, then Bai Ze would never be able to pick up this sword again.

Finally, after the first thousand swords were slashed, Bai Ze opened his eyes again and returned to the fifth layer from the beginning. Holding the long sword, Bai Ze just let out a long sigh. He felt unworthy for Luo Zhi, and he was ashamed of Russell.

Without hesitation, Bai Ze directly grabbed the third sword, he wanted to know how this fate ended.

Cold! This time it's bone-chilling! Bai Ze suddenly felt that he was in a secret room, clutching a long sword. And the cold that invaded the bone marrow came from that long sword.

"This is the long sword in the ancestral hall, this is Russell trying to frame Luo Zhi." Bai Ze looked down like this. But what caught my eye was Luo Zhi.

On Luo Zhi's body, Bai Ze felt a cold aura, which was completely different from his previous aura.

"Could it be that Luo Zhi was bewitched by Russell in some way?" Bai Ze felt that his heart was full of doubts.

The picture turned again, and it was in that secret room again. At this time, the white-bearded old man was meditating, and a figure knocked on the door and said a few words inside, but Bai Ze couldn't hear it, and he couldn't see who the person was. I could only see the white-bearded Lao Tzu opening the door in surprise.

"Oh no, this is that Russell is going to kill the teacher!" Bai Ze was taken aback, remembering what he heard with the first sword before, and immediately reacted, this is Russell who wants to kill his master to obtain the exercise.

Now Bai Ze is not sure who he is, he feels that he is Luo Zhi, but subconsciously he feels that he is Bai Ze, and the boundary between these two identities is constantly blurring.

The door was fully opened, and it was not Russell who could be seen, but Luo Zhi. It was a hideous face, and the sword in his hand was still in his hand.

It was also at this moment that Bai Ze felt that his whole world was collapsing.

"How is that possible? How could it be him? Wasn't he framed? Shouldn't it be Russell who killed his master? Could it all be just a bureau, a well-planned bureau that finally controls everything? ”