Shower Yusheng was trimming his nails on the side of the mountain road with his back, and he was bored in his heart. He stood by and didn't interfere. This is Lao Du's housework in front of him, which is not suitable or necessary. But for Du Fanglin, this is probably another training mistake. His way of thinking is a little different from that of people in difficult situations, and there are always some places for people to ...... It's hard to put into words.

Du Fanglin stood slowly in the sun, his eyes shifted to one side, and he glanced at Shower Yusheng.

He was asking, how old is this student?

Shower Yusheng's eyebrows were raised, and there was no expression on his bearded scum.

This is probably an answer, your disciple, you ask me?

Du Fanglin had no choice but to frown.

The two made a few small moves, but only Fu Leshu, who fell into his own world, did not notice it. Mo Mo people watched coldly, but their hearts sank.

Du Fanglin looks very relaxed.

Therefore, his intention must have been decided.

Fu Leshu is unconscious. The blue-clothed scholar is the purest of them, although he can listen to the sound of heaven and earth in unison and embark on the path of music, but he is also the most easily moved by external forces.

Momo people can see through it, so they left Fuyan Mountain early, unwilling to get involved in the dust of Confucianism again.

Du Fanglin said at this time: "I never kill people. ”

Shower raised his lips silently. The Spring and Autumn Yan Lord never lies, but how can there be fewer people who die because of him! Without the ink fracture fan in his hand, Du Fanglin was very unaccustomed to it, and his brows wrinkled more and more.

When he has a solemn expression, he is still very capable of bluffing.

Fu Leshu's wound began to bleed again at this time. He was in an unstable state at this time, his mind was unsettled, he already had an extremely secret and unspeakable guilt, and there was a backlog of indignation that was difficult to resolve for a long time, as if he had suddenly faced it, he found an outlet, "But someone told me that my most respected master was secretly forging a sword with a human soul, and wanted to invade the demon land!" ”

The bookish spirit has not been experienced by Du Fanglin for many years. He is good at convincing others with words, but his apprentices always have a hard time convincing themselves.

It's probably a feeling of shattering faith, or a feeling of shattering one's longing with the facts in front of you. So Fu Leshu once wanted to borrow a knife to kill people. Fu Leshu always thinks that by eliminating the evil in front of him, he can restore everything and return the Confucianism in his heart to a pure land.

Du Fanglin can understand Fu Leshu very well. Because in the stories that have happened, he has tried to do this!

"That's not a human soul."

The fragment of the Blood Sword was still in Fu Leshu's hands. Of course, Du Fanglin would not mistake which sword it was. But he was also surprised that the Demon Realm was able to get this, because according to the design and vision, all the fragments scattered outside would turn into invisible soul power. Just as this fateful rain shattered the sword into the fault of the demon realm, the shattering of the blood sword in the past was also intentional.

Fu Leshu slowly spoke: "...... This piece of iron is as colourful as human blood. ”

When it comes to the old bank, Shower Yusheng wanted to act for a moment, but he didn't have time.

Du Fanglin's voice is pleasant and quiet: "There is a kind of iron in the world, which is self-generated bright red, I named it Zhen, and it is easy to become a sword spirit." "It's just a little flawed, and at the same time it needs to use a material for human bones...... Didn't say to be alive. Where is it so common for a living person to die with a sword, anyway, he and Shower will never be able to do it!

Fu Leshu fell silent.

The blue-clothed scholar suddenly looked back at Mo Moren. The black-haired golden-clothed Confucian who had been standing quietly in the background still held the old book in his hand, so all this was recorded in the first place?

"You...... Never killed anyone? ”

If you ask it in a different way, maybe Du Fanglin can't be so sure.

The main body of the Spring and Autumn inkstone did not move, and solemnly lowered his sleeves and said: "Yes." He originally came from a country where "harmony, democracy, prosperity and strength" were often talked about, and he had a correct outlook since he was a child, and even if he changed his situation, he couldn't change it for a while. In such a situation, what kind of encounter can suddenly and without any obstacles swing the sword and kill?

A thousand years ago, Du Fanglin could not be killed by anyone.

A thousand years later, he will naturally be able to discover that there is no need to kill people himself! This is actually very ridiculous in the eyes of Shower Yusheng. The truth is so ridiculous.

Du Fanglin said firmly: "I have never killed anyone with my own hands. "Demons and demons are not among them.

In a sense, how close he was to the innocent man he had met by chance.

A mouthful of red splashed directly on the ground, Fu Leshu staggered backwards, and his legs and feet were weak.

The ink mill man sighed.

Shower stares, slowly grinding his nails.

Du Fanglin was unmoved.

Fu Leshu supported the ground with one hand, vomited blood, grabbed the soil with his five fingers, and then slowly clenched into a fist. How did that person tell him? And how did they lead him to the Dao realm? What did he do later, revealing the news of Fuyan Mountain little by little?

"Pay ...... Poetry? "The scholar was not reconciled.

Sure enough, it's the name.

Suddenly, Du Fanglin didn't want to say a word again.

After the silence.

Mo Mo Ren spoke: "Senior brother, you should be aware. Fuyan Mountain is a place where it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, just like the peach blossoms that are invincible in the four seasons. You and I have been in the same sect since we entered the mountain, until we can see through the reality at a glance, and then we can boast of being a teacher and leave the land of the four pavilions. After that, he can be called a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Linque.

Among all the people, only Fu Leshu regarded every sentence of Du Fanglin as true, and only Fu Leshu failed to see through the obstacles.

"There will always be ten disciples under the name of the master, but the people are not the same person."

Fu Leshu ranked sixth, and the seventh place was the brother-in-law in the scholar's memory, named Fu Shili.

But was there really such a person?

Momoren: "Senior Brother Fu, in my memory, there is not even you. "Everyone has different experiences, what they think and see is also different, and the only thing that is the same is that the four Accords will always be called "ten disciples" to the outside world. After the fact, the Momo people thought about it again, the withering of Fuyan Mountain was really withering?

"So, Dao Realm?" Fu Leshu asked again.

A man approached him and explained to him the origin of the Blood Sword. Since that day, he has not seen his sibling again. There was a person in the Dao Realm who called himself "Fu Shili" and died in the Demon City. Later, some people said that the blood sword swordsman was actually his master, Du Fanglin.

Momo looked at the Confucian in the sun.

"The name that comes from your mind is recorded. One person recommended it, and I used it. ”

Du Fanglin bowed calmly. He didn't have a folding fan at this time, so he could only flick the sleeve of his shirt with one finger.

Just because of a person's words, people took advantage of the gap to enter, and almost leaked the truth and reality, and Fuyan Mountain had to seriously plan its retreat, until the court of Chongqiu. But he still let Fu Leshu go. Just because at that time, the scholar still remembered the Fuyan Mountain Teachings and did not associate with evil spirits. In the final analysis, it is just the aftermath of the struggle within Confucianism, which has nothing to do with the righteous path and has nothing to do with the position. Even the person who recommended that name was still alive at this time!

He really didn't like to see dead people at all.

Du Fanglin looked down at the blue-clothed scholar, and even began to think of ways to keep him alive. Even if it is Fu Leshu or, maybe the demon world will be easier to track down or coerce itself. He has always been a very principled man, but all the principles come from his own hands.

What is positive? What is false?

Mo Moren looked at Fu Leshu, but remembered the stories he had witnessed along the way. Today, at this time, it is also a kind of story, but it has come to an end.

Shower Yusheng's eyes moved invisibly, and the knife in his palm had faintly changed direction, moving according to Du Fanglin's actions.

Du Fanglin said: "Do you still have questions? ”

Fu Leshu pressed his hands to the ground, did not look up, and said again: "...... What is true of those people? What is false? He couldn't tell whether his memory was false or real, and perhaps from beginning to end, the scholar never left Fuyan Mountain. But he pinned the last shred of hope on the mouth of the Fuyan Mountain Lord, because the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord had never said a single false word to the outside world.

Du Fanglin was silent again, but what he remembered in his mind was a peach blossom. At the beginning of this trip, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, suddenly a shadow pulls the dark blood book hidden deep in the heart, and then recalls the blood stains that fell under the peach blossom tree in the past.

The withering of Fuyan Mountain is true and false. What Fu Leshu asked is nothing more than this. Mo Mo couldn't help but clench the old book in his hand, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

If something wrong is done, there will always be a price. The person who once tried to include Fuyan Mountain in the palm of his hand is still on the side, this is not Du Fanglin's destiny, but it is a process that he must go through!

"Momo people are true, and Sashiro is true." Du Fanglin said: "You are also true! ”

The rest don't have to say any more.

If he doesn't say it, no one who knows the truth under the mountain gate will dare to say it.

With a wave of his palm, Fu Leshu's throat suddenly gushed with bloody arrows.

Du Fanglin stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and suddenly raised his hand to take the person in his arms.

The Momo man closed his eyes and turned back.

Shower flicked his fingers and withdrew the knife that had sharpened his nails.

Warm blood flowed into his fingers again, staining the sleeves of his black shirt that hung down red. Du Fanglin's expression did not move, and his mood did not seem to waver for a moment, but for some reason, he suddenly didn't want to speak anymore.

"Master...... Fu Leshu broke his throat with difficulty, "On Fuyan Mountain, I will return all the teachings...... Remember. In the end, I didn't have ...... Goodbye to the Nine Calamities, is this considered a lack of demonic ...... Cooperate? ”

Du Fanglin placed the person flat on the ground.

He got up and said, "Count." ”