"Some ability!" The iron chain in Ouyang Mad's hand rose and fell like a wave, and the iron chain buried deep in the earth was like an underground python writhing its strong body, and the stirring earth cracked and disintegrated, and the screams of everyone kept coming, falling into the bottomless abyss.

Buried, terrific fear, boundless darkness, without a glimmer of light!

Ouyang Mad withdrew the hammer, thrust it back, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his voice was full of grief and indignation, which caused Jin Chuping's heart to resonate, and said secretly: "Could it be that Brother Ouyang also has any sad past?!"

"I look up to the sky and smile to the sky!" Suddenly, Ouyang Mad's hands were inserted into the earth, and the clothes on his left and right arms instantly shattered, revealing the green dragon tattoos with two teeth and claws, he suddenly shouted, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, only to see a flash of blue light, the two flying dragons roared angrily and continued to move forward by mistake, and the cracks in the earth were flattened like needles and threads, and the real miserable howl came, and everyone was squeezed into powder in despair, and they went to see Yan Jun completely.

Ouyang Mad seemed to be getting more and more crazy, the cyan thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, it was even more powerful than the purple lightning, the purple lightning was completely frightened, his body kept retreating, where was the king Shenwei!

Ouyang Mad took a step forward, and his powerful aura made Zi Dian's chest feel like it had been hit hard, and he almost vomited blood.

"Crazy, that's enough!" A broken cry was really like the rain of time, pulling Ouyang Mad back to reality from his rage, only to see his body turn back like a ghost, and leave with Jin Chuping in the hidden place.

Jin Chuping listened to the sound from a distance, and expected Ouyang Mad to have already started, hoping that he would succeed in one blow, and later when he heard what had happened, he couldn't help but sigh. When he heard the purple lightning for ten days, he couldn't be seized, and he was secretly glad that he also changed his surname and buried his name, and fled to seek revenge.

Good is like green pine, evil is like a flower, and green pine is not as cold as a flower.

One day, heavy frost falls, and I see no flowers in the green pines.

In life, the world is like grass and trees, although there is a distinction between high and low in life, and after death, they are all returned to the earth, so the happiness in front of him is not surprising, and it depends on the results of his harvest. The one who does good is like a pine tree, which is cold and desolate, and the one who does evil is like a flower, but it is red and green, and it is extraordinarily gorgeous. One day, at the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, a heavy frost will fall from the sky, and the cold pine trees will still be there, and the red, red, green, and green flowers will disappear without a trace.

Therefore, the way for the country to govern the world is also to encourage people to do good. The empire will give him a commendation and a reward, build a memorial archway, and give a plaque to encourage him, and if he encounters adultery, adultery, disobedience, or unfilial piety, or abuse and kindness, the empire will punish him separately, or behead or hang, or confiscate the army or the chief supervisor to warn him.

It's just that there are third-class extremely evil people in the world, and the laws of the empire can't govern him.

The first class is corrupt officials. He has traitorous ministers in the court, his boss does not dare to participate in him, and his subordinates dare to be stubborn, and he reverses black and white. Let you be a corrupt official and vicious to the people, as long as you make friends with money, he will promote you and get close to you; if you are upright and upright, as long as your heart is wrong, he will impeach you and punish you. made political affairs very bad, and even the emperor suffered a big loss from him, are you powerful?

The second class is the evil tyrant. He sent officials to the courts, plundered the land, and committed adultery, or he seized property and robbed women. If you go to sue him as an official, but he is rich and powerful, and those masters, masters, and scribes are all his friends, do you say yes or no?

The third level is hypocrisy. He schemed and poisoned, hurt people with secret arrows, and had a kind face, like a good man, with a thousand vicious hearts and three points more ruthless than a robber. Therefore, if you suffer his loss, and tell others, but you don't believe it, you will say that he is a good person, or if you have suffered a loss, you can't say it. And he has the ability, so that you have suffered a great loss, and you don't even know it, and you say that he is a good person, but you go to thank him, and you are hateful?

Therefore, there are such three extremely evil people in the world, and the laws of the empire cannot cure them. Fortunately, there were the sword immortals and the like to clean him up. Their skills are not trivial, they are elusive, they spit out swords, and they come and go like the wind. There is no shortage of such swordsmen for generations, but they are in shape and refuse to associate with the world.

...

Purple Cloud Empire, National Teacher's Mansion, Li Yuzhen's study.

"Xiao Zhenzhen, I really didn't expect that your internal injuries would recover so quickly? Originally, you were still wailing in pain, but I didn't expect that this demonic qi would stimulate the natural power in your body, and it would be gradually assimilated. I've always wanted to ask you, how did you cultivate the power of nature in your body?" Bai Rizhao said curiously.

Li Yuzhen did not hide it, and told Bai Rizhao about her experience when she was young.

It turned out that Li Yuzhen was unfavorable in the township test when she was young, so she gave up her literature and martial arts, and wanted to learn the skills of the sword immortal. It's just that there is no teacher to teach, and it is just that. He always wants to travel all over the world in his heart, hoping to meet a master. When he was in his twenties, he gave birth to a son and named him Chengfeng. Because of his wealthy family, he became hospitable and wanted to learn from Meng Weijun's behavior. Those Han warriors all went to him, and he did not refuse to come, and there were no scholars and warriors, rich and poor, as long as they were of good conduct and temperament, he would make friends. or if he is homeless, he shall live in his house.

Later, a group of people came, Li Yuzhen saw him fairy wind bones, forty years old, three locks of long beard, elegant manners, wearing a cocoon silk robe, red shoes and white socks on his feet, a sword hanging on his back, holding a dust, like Lu Chunyang on the painting, only one gourd is missing.

Li Yuzhen knew that he must have a background, and he was overjoyed. Then he stayed in the study, treated him as a guest, and specially appointed a child to serve this person. I drank and talked with him when I was free, knowing that he had superior martial arts and infinite magic skills, and I wanted him to teach him, so I treated him like a parent. Whenever it comes to teaching swordsmanship, he refuses to do so.

Li Yuzhen is also a cheerful person, seeing him shirking, he said it twice, and he never mentioned it again, but he still treated him like this without remorse.

After more than half a load, the Taoist saw that Li Yuzhen was benevolent and faithful, and said to Li Yuzhen: "I have been favored by Gongzi, and I know that Gongzi has always loved swordsmanship, and he has never passed it on, and he does not feel that he is more than half loaded." Now I want to find friends, lonely clouds and wild cranes, and it will be difficult to come and go, so I will pass on some small skills to my son, I don't know what is in my son's heart?"

When Li Yuzhen heard that he was willing to pass on his swordsmanship, his heart was full of joy, even if he fell down and bowed, he said: "The master is above, and the disciple Li Yuzhen inherits the swordsmanship taught by the master, and he is very kind and virtuous, and he will not forget it!"

The man hurriedly helped him up and said, "Why should Gongzi be like this, only one thing, I will only pass on your fists, sticks, knives and guns and the art of flying, but if you talk about the word 'swordsmanship', you can't." ”

"What does Master mean by this?" Li Yuzhen wondered in her heart.

"It's not that I'm stingy, if I follow my son's character, I can pass it on, just because you are a rich and noble person, but you are not a spiritual cultivator. That swordsmanship is not easy. First put the word fame and fortune out of the way, live in seclusion in the deep mountains and rock valleys, and cultivate temperament and refining qi, it is not necessary for one or two years. ”

"Disciple understands!" how could Li Yuzhen not know the master's good intentions, and said firmly.

After a long memory, Bai Rizhao asked again, "Do you know the origin of your master?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him since that separation. Li Yuzhen sighed and said secretly: "Master, the disciple really misses your old man." ”