In this world, everyone has their own sorrows.

Lu Zi didn't come back, Xu Caifeng didn't appear again, and Tang Bai's life stabilized.

In the early morning, I went to the Lingshui Stream to fetch water and water the ground, at noon I went to hoe the grass in the field, and in the evening, I practiced the nameless trick given by Ouyang Hongyu, and the days spread like a parallel straight line, as if I could see the end of time.

Tang Bai slowly got used to the current life, this kind of life without waves. But he felt depressed, as if a tyrannical seed had taken root in his heart.

The calmer he was, the more crazy this tyrannical emotion in his heart became, Tang Bai knew that this was the demon that Xia He said, the demon in his heart.

Demons are the evil of people, and everyone has evil in their hearts.

Tang Bai always believed that human nature is evil.

After believing for a long time, he had evil and demons in his heart.

Tang Bai is not disgusted with demons, because the law of heaven and earth is that the weak eat the strong, so survival needs evil, and demons are also needed.

Demons can do whatever they want, without restraints.

But Tang Bai was afraid of demons.

Because if the demon loses control, he will lose himself.

Tang Bai hated the restraint of morality, and he always felt that it was a net woven by those high saints for all beings, and all beings struggled in this net.

But he had to learn those moral articles, learn benevolence, etiquette, wisdom, and faith from the righteousness, and correct his heart and self.

Life is like this, forcing everyone to do things they don't like.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Tang Bai felt that the trajectory of his life was extending in the direction of the volcano, and perhaps one day, when the volcano erupted, he would be wiped out in the fire and magma.

He began to miss the warmth of the past, and if time went back, he would rather give up the so-called cultivation of immortals, give up immortality, and give up the Lotus Sutra.

When a person likes to be nostalgic, the person is either old or his heart has become fragile.

Life has a trajectory, just like a channel that dooms the flow of water, whether strong or fragile, everyone can't help themselves.

Rice grass grows very fast, half a year down, the rice grass has been hung with heavy polished rice, open the husk, look at the peanut rice big polished rice, milky white rice grains exude millilight, refreshing fragrance makes people can't help but want to swallow raw.

Miscellaneous servants are not eligible to enjoy rice polishing, which is the grain of the Great Yan Sect, which can not only wash away the dirt of the body and keep the qi and blood vigorous, but also can be brewed into spiritual wine, which can prolong life and help with cultivation.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to collect the polished rice, and Tang Bai, as usual, wore straw sandals, carried a cloth bag, and hung a kitchen knife on his waist, and walked towards his rice polishing field.

He was in a good mood, looking at the rice fields like golden waves, he was happy for no reason, and he was even happier when he saw Aji.

Aji was sent by Old Man Mao to supervise Tang Bai.

Aggie didn't drink, all he was silent. Looking at Tang Bai silently, he was picking rice very carefully, he found that Tang Bai's movements seemed simple, but with a kind of martial arts track, Tang Bai picked a grain of polished rice, although the speed was not fast, but the time taken was amazingly consistent.

Aji knew that it was very troublesome to collect the polished rice, and it was necessary to pick it from the rice grain one by one, and also peel off the golden shell of the polished rice, and not to damage the shape of the polished rice, otherwise it would lose the spiritual effect of the polished rice.

He looked at Tang Bai quietly, and found that Tang Bai seemed to have entered an inexplicable realm, and his action of picking polished rice contained a mysterious trajectory, like a kind of art, he seemed to see the wind, saw the clouds, saw the heaviness of the mountains, saw the agility of the flowing water, and saw the cycle of life;

Tang Bai's good mood became very bad, as bad as a person being woken up from a deep sleep, he looked into the air angrily, and saw that high in the sky, a large strange bird was flying quickly towards the side of the rice field, its wings spread out, like a door panel, and its eyes were blood-red, revealing a fierce and sensitive gaze.

On the back of the strange bird, a thin young man sat cross-legged, with a cloth bag hanging from his waist, holding a leather whip in his hand, and when the strange bird was a few feet away, he jumped up and jumped off the strange bird.

When Aji saw this, he hurriedly ran over, and fell to his knees like a pilgrimage, as if this young man was his master.

Tang Bai understood that the status of miscellaneous servants in the Great Yan Sect was very low, but he didn't expect that the miscellaneous servants would not even have dignity.

He does not kneel, and one can lower one's posture, but one must not give up one's dignity.

The young man looked at Tang Bai, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was asking Aji, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "New, interesting!"

He didn't pay attention to Aji, walked up to Tang Bai, looked at Tang Bai carefully, and then the leather whip in his hand was drawn towards Tang Bai's face without warning, both sick and ruthless.

If this whip is drawn, Tang Bai's face will be fleshy, leaving a scar that will never heal.

Tang Bai thought he would be angry, but it made him very strange, and he calmed down even the originally bad mood.

He didn't dodge, the long leather whip was fast, but he sensed the trajectory of the whip, and he seemed to see the air swing out to both sides like water, and he could feel the force of the long whip.

He grabbed at the whip, and grabbed the whip with ease.

He didn't think much about it, and with a hard flick, the young man smashed into the ground like a meteor hammer.

He didn't mean it, he just subconsciously wanted to smash this young man into meat sauce, he had no hatred for this young man, and it was the first time they met, but the killing intent in his heart was very strong.

This may be the outbreak of the demon in his heart after being suppressed, but it is more about his hatred of class.

The lower and higher the level, the less force they bear, but the more scenery they can see.

The young man didn't expect Tang Bai to fight back, he was used to being superior, used to being flattered by others, and used to being a fox and a fake tiger, so he was very surprised.

But he reacted quickly, others were in the air, and after coming back to his senses, he let go of the leather whip in his hand, and turned over more than a dozen somersaults to resist Tang Bai's strength, and then his feet stepped into the air like a heavenly horse, and kicked at Tang Bai's face.

Every kick carried the sound of the whirring wind, and every kick exerted his extreme strength, this power accompanied by anger mixed with ferocity, even a boulder would be kicked and exploded.

According to the Jianghu people, he is only a master of the 'realm' realm, perhaps a little higher than the average 'realm' realm master, but he has absolutely not formed a 'realm'

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Tang Bai grabbed the whip in his hand, crossed his hands with each other, blocked the shadow of the young man's feet, and then swung out a punch, like a meteor across the sky, and punched at the base of the young man's feet.

Blood splattered, mixed with screams of pain.

The young man was knocked out. He heard a 'click', the sound of bones shattering.

His right leg was gone, and he roared angrily, "I'm going to kill you." ”

Tang Bai didn't seem to hear his roar, and walked towards him step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on the heart of the young man.

The young man's face was pale, he felt Tang Bai's killing intent, he kept moving his body behind him, and shouted in horror: "You... You... The following offenses ... Don't come over ... ”

Aji also sensed Tang Bai's killing intent and shouted, "Tang Bai, don't do anything stupid, he is in charge of Liu." ”

When Tang Bai heard this, he suddenly remembered that Lu Zi had said that he wanted him to avoid Steward Liu, could it be that Steward Liu of Lu Zikou's mouth was the young man in front of him?

The young man was lying on the ground, seeing Tang Bai distracted, his pale face became very hideous, his eyes looked at Tang Bai fiercely and resentfully, he opened his mouth and let out a long roar, like a throat constantly contracting, bursting out of the valve from a very sharp high air, straight into the air.

A gust of wind blew, and the big strange bird seemed to hear the order, and swooped down from the air, a pair of dark and sharp giant claws, like an iron hook, grabbed at Tang Bai.

Tang Bai came back to his senses, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, his body was like lightning, and he dodged it, and at the same time waved the long whip in his hand, like a meteor, and wrapped it around the claws of the strange bird in the air like a meteor.

This series of movements flashed with lightning, and the strange bird couldn't react in time, and was entangled by the long whip.

I don't want to blame the bird for being very shrewd, and the wings fanned sharply, and he pulled Tang Bai off the ground and flew straight into the air.

The speed of the strange bird is like electricity, in the blink of an eye, it has penetrated the clouds into the fog, Tang Bai looked down, the people on the ground were like ants, and he couldn't help but cry in his heart, and when he had nothing to do, there was another chirp in his ears, and then he kept falling.

Tang Bai was horrified in his heart, he didn't want this beast to be so vicious, he actually wanted to use the power of falling from the sky to smash him into pulp.

At the critical moment, I didn't have time to think, I instinctively borrowed from the leather whip, just thinking that I would die and fight to the end, and I jumped up, not wanting to accidentally hug the neck of the strange bird,

The strange bird screamed repeatedly, and its giant wings kept flapping, sometimes holding it high and rushing straight into the clouds, and sometimes it fell down like a crossbow arrow, trying to shake Tang Bai away.

The scene is truly thrilling.

Tang Bai tightened the neck of the strange bird, and for a while, no one could help anyone with one person and one bird.

Suddenly, there was a clear whistle, and the strange bird swooped down towards the ground again, but the speed was much slower, and when there was still a distance from the ground, Tang Bai let go of his hand, jumped down, and stood firmly in the rice field, the horror in his heart settled down, but his body was soaked with cold sweat.

There were several more people in the rice polishing field, and the old man Mao was looking at Tang Bai in a complicated manner.

The young man named Steward Liu stood on one foot, staring at Tang Bai with a ruthless silver and said, "Good, good, good, boy, you have a kind." ”

Tang Bai took out the knife on his waist, looked at Old Man Mao and said, "I want to kill him, will you stop it." ”

Old man Mao nodded and said, "This is my territory, if he wants to kill you, I will stop it." ”

Tang Bai said: "You're not afraid of him?"

Old man Mao said: "Lao Tzu is about to die, I'm afraid of him as a bird." ”

Tang Bai put the knife away.

Old man Mao looked at the young man named Steward Liu and said, "You still don't want to leave?"

The young man glanced at Tang Bai, stood on one foot, leaped over to the strange bird, whistled, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Bai squinted his eyes and looked at the disappeared people and birds.

Old man Mao walked over and said, "If I were you, I would go to the Great Yan Pagoda." ”

Tang Bodao: "Why?"

Mao Lao said: "Because Steward Liu's father is Liu Zhenyu of Zhenlei Peak." ”