Raging fires burned on the top of the mountain, and the rocks on the mountain were melted into magma by the scorching fire, which slowly flowed to the earth.

The earth was a dark barrenness, devoid of any other color, and devoid of life.

Kong Anhai floated quietly in the sky, looking at the land under his feet.

Not long ago, Ni Shuifeng died in this land.

Wrath.

Endless rage.

The flames scorched Kong Anhai's soul.

Kong Anhai's anger did not come from Ni Shuifeng's death, but from his anger towards himself and Tianwu Sect.

The saddest thing about a person is that they can't choose their origin.

Kong Anhai has fantasized countless times that he can be born in Xuanyangmen, then his life will be a completely different situation.

If he could temper his body with medicine from a young age, if he could choose the most suitable exercises for himself from the beginning, if he could concentrate on his cultivation without worrying about the affairs of the sect, then he would be completely different from Kong Anhai now.

There is a saying among mortals that "the children of the poor are in charge of the house early."

Kong Anhai felt that he was the child of the poor family.

When he first began to show a little talent, he was given high hopes by the entire Kong family, he is the leader of the new generation, not only to be an example for the young children of the entire Kong family, but also to set an example to maintain the relationship between the Kong family and the Ni family, the Lan family and other families.

Although Kong Anhai's talent is a little higher than that of others, he knows that he is not as talented as Ma Xie, and he does not have the same experience as Ma Xie, the reason why he is stronger than people like Ni Shuifeng is just because he has paid more time than a fool like Ni Shuifeng!

But none of this is what Kong Anhai wants, he doesn't like intrigues, he doesn't like business calculations, he just wants to concentrate on cultivation, and then see where his limits are. It's just that he has been educated by his father like this since he was a child, and he has long forgotten the original intention of cultivation.

"Child, if we want the people of the Confucian family and our Tianwu Sect to survive in this troubled era, it is not enough to have strength just now, and even to say that strength is only secondary. The most powerful thing in this world is the human heart, and only the human heart that you have mastered can truly stand on the head of others!"

This is what Kong Shujian taught Kong Anhai since he was a child, that is, mental art is greater than strength!

He didn't like his father's preaching, but he had to admit that what his father said was right, so he tried to be like him.

Kong Anhai's anger came from the incompatibility between reality and ideals, he hated why he was born in Tianwu Sect, why he couldn't be like Wu Pingtian, he only needed to concentrate on cultivation, and then someone would dedicate everything.

For the sake of the Kong family and the Tianwu Sect, Kong Anhai must put more attention to maintaining this weak sect like his fathers, because if there is no Tianwu Sect anymore, then they can only become a casual cultivator like Qingyezi.

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!" Kong Anhai shouted in mid-air, "Fuck why I come from such a humble background! Fuck why I don't have peerless talent! Fuck why I don't have any magical chances!"

The lifeless land is a good place for Kong Anhai to vent.

He kept venting the anger in his heart on the earth, as if this earth was the reality he wanted to penetrate!

Under the emotion of anger, Kong Anhai found that his strength seemed to be inexhaustible!

"Could this be my true strength?" Kong Anhai finally realized that only anger could make his strength go to the next level!

"Anger, vent all your power on this earth!" A figure appeared behind Kong Anhai, who was the master of this world, Huyan Qingcang.

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Hatred, stupidity, lust, greed.

The four obsessions constitute these four worlds, and only by getting rid of these four obsessions can we break through the shackles of this world and reach the center of the secret realm.

The "idiotic" realm where Ma Xie is located is precisely the test of his obsession with swordsmanship and cultivation!

Under Ma Xie's sword, the obsession formed by the kendo that he abandoned had long been shattered, but a new phantom had been generated.

Ma Xie was not afraid, but immersed in it, and this was the battle he longed for: without distractions, on equal footing, and fighting for his life!

With each phantom destroyed, a new apparition appears, more powerful than the previous one.

And Ma Xie is also gradually becoming stronger in the battle with the phantom.

He had long been obsessed with this state, and he wanted to continue fighting like this so that his swordsmanship could reach its peak.

Yuan Wuji and Jin Mushui are also engaged in an endless battle with the obsession in their hearts.

When they destroy an illusion, they will seize the time to find a way to make up for their weaknesses in those places full of cheats and exercises, and every time their strength improves slightly, a new illusion will appear in front of them again.

One is obsessed with swords, one is obsessed with strength, and the other is obsessed with bravery.

These obsessions in their hearts are gradually draining their bodies and souls, and there are only two consequences for the long run in this environment, either they die of exhaustion, or they lose interest in what they are obsessed with, and they will never touch it again for the rest of their lives.

Ma Xie practiced in this state of almost madness for more than three months.

For the first time, he knew that he was so obsessed with swordsmanship, and he flipped through various swordsmanship classics in the stacks, constantly making up for the weaknesses of his swordsmanship, until his three tricks of "blocking", "sealing" and "winding" all comprehended the sword intent successively.

"The end of the swordsmanship, it seems that this is no more than that......"

One day, for some reason, such a thought arose in Ma Xie's heart.

He was obsessed with swordsmanship for a hundred days, putting all his thoughts and energy on swordsmanship, his previous accumulation had already been consumed, and the swordsmanship realm that had been advancing all the way also stayed here.

Ma Xie looked at Jin Mushui's fighting figure, and felt that he seemed to should recultivate his physical arts, only this was his future path.

So he let go of the sword in his hand, and the imitation of the world's flowing fire fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Sword ...... I don't need it anymore......"

The wonder of infatuation is that it can make a person extremely obsessed with one thing, so that he can put all his energy into it, and when this obsession is exhausted by him, he will become obsessed with another thing until all his time is exhausted......

Ma Xie had lost interest in the sword, he walked towards Jin Mushui step by step, the long sword behind him lying quietly on the ground, as if he had never been picked up by Ma Xie.

"In my hands... What's missing?" Ma Xie, who was in a daze, clenched his fists, but found that his fists were not as tight as Jin Mushui's.

"That's not right! My hands shouldn't be clenched into fists!" Ma Xie's heart suddenly thought, and his eyes also became clear: "I am a swordsman! My swordsmanship has not yet reached the realm of transformation! I have only reached my limit, not the end of the sword!"

Perhaps because of his obsession with the sword, he was never able to become obsessed with anything other than the sword.

When Ma Xie woke up, he also recalled the events of this period of time, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He is obsessed with swords, but he will not indulge in the study of "moves", and he will abandon his practice, which is a matter at the end of the semester.

Swordsmanship and kendo are integrated with cultivation, and the path of cultivation is like mountaineering, if you don't climb the highest mountain, you can't see the farthest scenery.

How could a person who didn't even know the vastness of the heavens and the earth swing a sword that slashed the heavens and the earth?

"My sword!" Ma Xie suddenly felt a burst of heat in his chest, which was the blazing heat emitted by the bronze sword.

"You reminded me!So you're the sword I'm looking for!" Ma Xie picked up the bronze sword, and realized something in his heart.

It turns out that the sword you need has always been by your side!

Ma Xie injected the aura into the bronze sword, this was the first time he had done so, and the moment his aura was infused into the bronze sword, the bronze sword emitted bursts of blue light.

His soul seemed to be connected with this little sword, and Ma Xie could clearly feel the wonderful connection between himself and the bronze little sword, as if he was the sword, and the sword was him.

"What's going on, why hasn't this phenomenon happened before?" Ma Xie guessed that this must not be the reason why he infused the little sword with aura, there must be a deeper reason in it.

Maybe it's because of his inner understanding that he fits Xiaojian, so he gets Xiaojian's approval.

Ma Xie held the little sword in his hand, and the hilt of the little sword was still hot, but Ma Xie didn't want to let go, he swore in his heart that he would never abandon his sword again!

With the sword in hand, is there a place in the world where I can't go?!

The heroic feeling in Ma Xie's heart suddenly came to life, and he waved the small sword into the air!

The little sword seemed to sense, and a blue light suddenly emitted from the blade, and where the blue light passed, a thin black line was drawn.

Then, the black line began to widen, and became a huge opening, and behind that opening, Ma Xie saw a huge flame, and in the center of the flame was a "sword", and on the hilt of the sword, dozens of thick iron chains were fastened.

When the opening appeared, the bronze sword suddenly generated a powerful force, as if it was about to drag Ma Xie into the black opening.

Ma Xie already had a subtle sense in his heart and Xiao Jian, and he knew that Xiao Jian was telling him one thing: go in!

The black opening stopped expanding, and Ma Xie stepped forward without hesitation.

A figure stood in front of him, it was Jiang Zui.

A frightened expression appeared on Jiang Zui's face, and he asked, "Who are you, and why is this sword in your hand?"

"My sword, of course, is in my hand. Ma Xie said calmly.

"Your sword, do you know what kind of sword you are holding?" Jiang Zui said.

"I want to ...... He should be called Bashi Liuhuo......" Ma Xie picked up the little sword and admired it carefully, as if this was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life.

Jiang Zui slowly stepped aside and said, "Go ahead, you have been freed from 'stupidity', I shouldn't be stopping you." ”

"What about them?" Ma Xie pointed to Jin Mushui and Yuan Wuji.

Jiang Zui thought about it, and with a wave of his hand, the two fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

"What they need most now is sleep, and I don't think you should wake them up. Jiang Zui said.

Ma Xie nodded: "Didn't you say that you have to challenge you before you can go out?"

Jiang Zui smiled and said, "What I have done is to let you be confused by a little obsession in your heart, forget the ultimate purpose of cultivation, and stay here forever, obsessed with small things in one move and one style. Defeat me, that's just a rhetoric to make you more obsessed with spiritual practice, when you are freed from 'stupidity', that's when you leave here, it's just not that way. As he spoke, Jiang Zui pointed to the black crack beside him.

Ma Xie smiled embarrassedly, he understood the meaning of the existence of this space, and also felt the horror of this space.

He was glad that Little Sword had woken him up, and at this moment, he was about to enter the last dimension, where he knew he would get all the answers.