That day

In the astonishment of the four eyes, he resolutely took out his palm, and landed heavily on the man's chest, and the instinctive counterattack Yuan Gong threw him out of the door who had just entered the innate level, and he also took this opportunity to get out immediately, and in the depths of his memory, in the direction of his back, he couldn't remember whether he had looked back, whether he had seen that gaze like dead ashes...

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"Whew..."

Exhaled a breath of turbidity, and in the cold moonlight, Fang Xiangrong, who woke up from his sleep, looked at the strange world in front of him and was stunned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He rarely dreams, especially rarely remembered the events before he left the True Heavenly Dao, but today, the memory that always made him in awe revived again... Or could it be seen as some kind of bad omen?

Such thoughts were only a flash of thought, and they were completely forgotten by the madman.

In this life, he has already decided not to believe in God, not to follow the Tao, just for a breath of grandeur, so, what peace and ominousness can be said? And why dwell on the irrevocable past?

Shaking off the silver ash, Fang Xiangrong, who was sitting between the branches of the big tree, turned over and went down, and... Gripping the sword that had just been cut out of the dirt.

"In the past, I couldn't get rid of my obsession, even though it was made by pseudo-Taoism, but what is the sword?"

Fang Xiangrong smiled lightly, and finally pulled out the dusty blade from the scabbard... The sharp sword body, which had not seen the light of day for more than ten years, did not show the slightest scar, let alone the slightest trace of rust, even against the faint moonlight, it still reflected a terrifying cold light.

"Back then, when he handed you over to me, he called you 'Weidao', but in the end he just became an accomplice to those flies and dogs, and now that you have seen the light of day again, you should change your name... Ha! How about calling you to 'exorcise demons' from today onwards? ”

The madman's voice was not hurried, but every word revealed a terrifying madness, and after hearing the call of his master, the sword in his hand also hummed slightly, as if to regain the heaven and earth and rejoice, and as if to be inspired by the rebirth of a new name.

Demon sword, demon sword.

The rejuvenated divine soldier in the hands of the mad Daoist is already shocking and extraordinary, and then it is a cohesive split, and it is even more ferocious! The Daomen Peerless "Enlightenment Chapter" in Fang Xiangrong's body is running at the same time, both good and evil, and the aura of Dao and Demon suddenly coils around his whole body, such an amazing atmosphere is enough to stir up the stars and moon, not to mention the place where Fang Xiangrong's sword is pointing, which is only a few miles away from the Qingzhu Academy...

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The silver plate fell, and the quiet night seemed even more silent between the sound of the wind.

By this hour, most of the Confucian scholars who had studied hard had already fallen asleep, and the sound of Wenshu chanting poetry had long been lost in the middle of the vast academy, and only a few occasional snoring sounds came from the distant wing room that finally merged into the ears of the old swordsman.

He sat on the roof with the sword of despair in his arms, but he didn't mean to open his eyes and look up at the starry sky, but just kept silent, listening to the wind in the forest, listening to the sounds of people at midnight, and listening to all the sounds of time.

… It's not that he doesn't want to open his eyes to see, but for him, only at this moment when he closes his eyes, can this world break free from the boring and unchanging black and white, and only by not passing through these eyes, but simply by imagining the world in his mind, can there be a trace of interest.

Desperation refers not only to no hatred, no fear, no anger, no concern, but also to no love, no mercy, meaningless... The old swordsman who has practiced the ruthless heart method has already reached an extremely advanced level, as a congenital master, he has gained more than ordinary people, but he has also lost more.

After completing his obsession and killing the demon back then, in the past few decades, he has only lived a life like a walking corpse, mortals only see his sharp and terrifying, as if he is enough to cut off everything, but they will never notice the rotten and old eyes, as if they have been dead for many years...

At the moment of realizing this, the old swordsman seemed to realize that he was finally starting to dislike such a life... Oh, no, for him who is desperate, he may not use the word "disgust", but in his goal, he really included this event that restores ordinary people's emotions in the list.

- Suddenly, the song of the late birdsong sounded in his ears, and he was already a congenital master, and he could tell where the birds were by sound alone... This little thing seemed to have mistaken the motionless old swordsman for a rock to rest, and it stood on his shoulder with such a big grin, the touch of the bird's claws and the special aura of the creature immediately spread in the same position, and the warmth that had been separated for decades suddenly appeared.

He opened his eyes to look at the bird on his shoulder, but the breath that leaked for a while startled away the little creature on his shoulder while he moved his gaze, and finally noticed that the bird under his feet was not a rock and flew away, and disappeared into the darkness forever with the fleeting fluctuation in the old swordsman's heart.

But even so, the old swordsman was not disappointed in the slightest... Of course, he will not be disappointed, but even if he does not explain it from this level, he will never be able to experience even the most inconspicuous mood fluctuations before taking the first Sansheng Pill, so if you think about it from this perspective, then at least it can be proved that the Confucian Sansheng Pill can indeed play a role in solving his problems, which is enough.

The loner is always good at waiting, not to mention the old swordsman who has no impatience at all, he has been waiting for so many years, even if there is some delay, he will not care... At least before the Confucian sect broke the contract, he could have just stayed in Qingzhu Academy and continued to listen to the sunrise and moonset, and listen to the falling leaves and flowers.

Unfortunately, tonight, the old swordsman is destined to be silent...

Not far from the academy, a strange aura of madness, calmness, pure sainthood, and chaos suddenly rose, and not long after, a sword qi that was half clear and half turbid and could not be distinguished shot out of the air!

"When!!"

The ruthless sword came out of its sheath, and the black sword light swept away, and the figure of the swordsman suddenly collided with the sudden sword light - under the bright moonlight, the old swordsman with the sword and cold eyebrows did not retreat for half a step, and the crazy Taoist who admired the crown was not an inch!