What are the evil demons in the world? Indulge oneself, sacrifice the good and chase the inferior, use the bad to suppress the good, indiscriminately fill up the numbers, pursue those vain "means" and give up the hard work of comprehensively enhancing one's own strength, and abandon the basics to pursue the end, which is the evil spirit.

Even if a magic skill can be seen from the surface and the essence can be studied to cultivate energy from within oneself, it will become a divine skill.

For example, "The Great Law of Heavenly Demon Disintegration".

Wang Shenhai knew that "Guanlan" and even "Sword Mang" were powerful swordsmanship far superior to "Rainstorm Alluring City", and Xue Wuxian made this move to self-destruct the mountain gate.

"Rainstorm Alluring" stabs the opponent with a fast sword at all possible unstoppable points, while "Guanlan" observes the opponent's sword flow, finds out the flaws, and shatters its vital points with one blow.

Is there a need for further explanation?

"Rainstorm Alluring the City" is just a rainstorm after all, but "Guanlan" is a flood tide.

Abandoning the power of rivers and floods, pursuing sword-style sword skills like raindrops, and deviating from the road and pursuing art, how can this be the work of a faction?

Therefore, when he heard this, Wang Shenhai's heart was already dead, completely dead, and from now on, he would never call himself a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect again, it was meaningless.

Wang Shenhai's performance fell in Xue Wuji's eyes, and it actually made this freshly baked monster nod slightly.

"The heart is calm and can be trusted. He thought so, and said: "This official is going to lead the troops now, but I am afraid that there will not be much time to run the sect, so everything in the mountain gate in the future will be subject to the dispatch of the chief disciple Wang Shenhai, even the elders...... Forget it, the elders and the officials should go together to lead the troops to suppress the bandits, and the great military merits can't be cheapened by those who are born in the face...... The teachings stayed at the mountain gate, carefully taught the disciples, and the rest could not be asked, and the rest, any personnel, were all ruled by Wang Shenhai. ”

After he finished speaking, he paused, called Wang Shenhai up, and said solemnly: "From now on, you and the Divine Sword Sect must not go out to provoke right and wrong! But all disciples who go out of the mountain will directly enter the patrol camp, which can be regarded as a destination." As for the travels...... It's all exempt, and the reputation of the Divine Sword Sect in the Dao now doesn't allow me to wait for Hu to come. ”

When he said this, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously, he was rebelling against the will of the slaves in Jianzhou, but Wang Shenhai didn't know this, and he didn't dare to come up to serve, and he didn't dare to serve a metal monster.

"Deep Sea...... If you can pass on the lineage in the future, don't forget it...... Set up a tantric sect for the Divine Sword Gate, as soon as it is taught, you can figure it out by yourself, and remember not to have anything to do with the Divine Sword Sect Mountain Gate......! You can't set up an order for the head of the Divine Sword Sect to pass on the throne, and you can't plan for the future of the Mountain Gate, that's not something you can do with this ability...... That's it, to make a long story short, you're too weak now to allow you to slowly sharpen "Sword Mang...... This is the mastery of the teacher's life, and it is all the comprehension that was realized at the moment when the teacher's infant realm was lost and recovered...... If you take it and cultivate it well, you will definitely succeed in the future! It is not as obscure as "Guanlan"! Okay, that's all it says, I have to go to court for Shi Ming'er. ”

After handing the sword spectrum to Wang Shenhai with only one page, a beam of blood light lit up, and Xue Wuxian distorted his face, as if he was extremely painful, but as if he was extremely happy, it turned into a metal reflection like a water wave and disappeared.

Wang Shenhai lowered his head, almost used all the memory power in his life, and engraved that simple but extremely powerful swordsmanship in his heart.

That turned out to be "Dream Snow Cold Lightsaber".

Wang Shenhai looked at the page in his hand, which was as light as a feather, and suddenly, a great sadness welled up between his chest and lungs.

He thought that he understood the master at this moment, and understood the bitter life named Xue Wuxian.

He understood that in the deepest part of Master's heart, he never gave up the last clear light, the bright light of the master.

That's not the light of the right path, it's just the instinct of a leader.

After all, the teacher Xue Wuxian still has to hand over the future of the entire sect, instead of being stingy and rotten in his own hands like Lei Batian.

He handed over the Divine Sword Gate, the real Divine Sword Gate, to Wang Shenhai in its entirety.

The secret book he finally taught Wang Shenhai is, in fact, the final master-apprentice relationship between him and Wang Shenhai.

The next time we meet, we will be strangers!

Wang Shenhai clenched the yellow paper in his hand, suddenly pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, and fell headlong in front of the empty head position, crying bitterly in a low voice and carefully.

He knew that even if he was the chief disciple, at this moment when the Divine Sword Sect officially collapsed and became a rabble that he didn't know what to call it, he didn't have any right to cry out loud, or rather, it was precisely because it was this sensitive and treacherous moment that he didn't have any qualifications to cry out loud.

He Wang Shenhai, now like an adult man, has finally shouldered certain responsibilities, instead of being a so-called chief disciple, in the mutual tilting of the elders, he barely becomes a puppet, a mascot, and survives every day in a daze.

He cried for almost half an hour, and slowly got up under the gaze of a group of strange-looking disciples behind him.

After he got up, there was only a resolute look on his face.

Although he himself doesn't know, how long this piece of perseverance can last.

【September 26 of the first year of Heisei】

Before autumn was over, snow was falling on all corners of the entire Wind Source Continent and even the entire planet.

Although the temperature in most of the land of the Southern Empire was only more than minus five degrees, the snowflakes that fell one after another also gave people a terrifying pressure like an apocalypse.

The snowflakes were not pure white, but blue, colder than normal snowflakes. There was a fierce cold air between heaven and earth, and the average temperature of minus five degrees Celsius, although it was nothing to boxers and swordsmen, could bring people psychological pressure and shock, and it was almost impossible to express in words.

In September, autumn is not over yet, and there is still nearly a decade left in the number of nine!

In this snow, although even half of the people did not freeze to death, the boxers and fighters all over the world, as well as the righteous swordsmen and swordsmen, were suddenly shocked, and they understood it in their hearts.

Winter has arrived.

The next few days are going to be very difficult.

No, even in big cities like Pershing, Gusu, and Yingtianfu, the streets are covered with snow, with few footprints, and at most a few sparse ruts.

The pedestrians who came out in the wind and snow were also in a hurry, and there were no people strolling around, and everyone was very focused on their destination.

People who really have time to spare, hide in the family house early, huddle on the kang to warm up again and again, and count the surplus food at home in horror, how many months will it be able to support the road.

Even the teahouses, restaurants, and wine shops on both sides of the street have hastily closed their doors to welcome the New Year's closure in advance, only inns and post stations, etc., are still open, but Xiao Er and the shopkeeper shook their heads when they met: "There is no room." "Those who can't get home before winter arrives can only spend the winter in an inn or something like an inn, because the snow has lost their way and it's impossible to get home now, or whoever can, even if it's a ridiculously extravagant way to pay for empty cicadas.

People who can't go back can naturally only live in the inn, but most of the owners of the inn are Jianghu people, at least most of them have to interact with Jianghu people, and over time they have become Jianghu people. Even though these people are demons, they also abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and they refuse or dare not close their doors because of the cold weather, but they are more and more diligent in opening up.

And these people, booked a room early, a few months or even half a year to live, did not leave a little room for the latecomers, so although the inn is open to welcome guests, but can only barely boil some gruel, make some fluffy pastries full of air holes, deal with the hungry pedestrians on the street, and no longer have the strength to receive guests.

The situation seems to have suddenly become tense because of this early heavy snowfall.

【Gusu City • Grand View Garden】

Since Zhao Guangyi violated the imperial system of Yingtianfu, erected a high-rise building, and built a palace city, the entire Gusu City fell in a dark puppet frenzy.

These black puppets who can slaughter the city and destroy the country can't find a weapon all over their bodies, only a variety of engineering equipment pops out from any unexpected part, digging and dredging, laying the foundation for surveying and mapping, and driving full horsepower, on the basis of the original Lin family mansion, a whole Grand View Garden has been expanded, and a plaque of "Rongguo Mansion" is almost installed on the gatehouse. It's just that the big plaque of "Wuling Palace", which was still newly established in Gusu City at this time, will be customized in a hurry, and it is said to be made of pure gold.

This so-called Grand View Garden, naturally, is completely in accordance with the ancient earth left over from the civilization terminal in the description of the construction, just to find those strange trees and grasses will cost a lot, of course, Xiaoxiang Pavilion can not be completely according to those descriptions of the restoration, because Lin Xuanchen's Xiaoxiang Pavilion is built in accordance with the Xiaoxiang Pavilion of the hundred gardens in the Chongwang Mansion, and the shape of the water pavilion is unique and chic.

Such a grand project can only be easily completed by relying on interstellar industrial-level productivity, and if it is built with the hands of a boxer, then I don't know that it will be completed in the Year of the Monkey.

On the twenty-fifth day of September, the Grand View Garden was completed. Silver dust naturally took a large ticket of people to the garden to play, and the time of feasting must have passed much faster than usual, and in a blink of an eye, three days passed, and the time came to September 28 of the first year of Heisei.

When the first snowflakes of the year fell, Venerable Blood River was sitting on the guest seat of the Wuling Hall of the Wuling Palace, looking at the silver dust on the main throne with warm eyes.

"It's really getting more and more handsome. Elder Ha said in a special tone of doting on the juniors.

Yinchen's face flushed: "I'm not a girl. ”

"You're more distressed than a girl. He Lao smiled, his tone was warm and soft, no different from any old grandfather, but his smile was like a ghost.

He Lao is really an old monster who has been up and down all his life on the gods and rivers and lakes, and he is also the first person in the world to argue about the gods. The bloody hand Shura and the famous murderer who criticized the world can still stop children crying at night.

He was invited by Yinchen today, and he was invited to solve his doubts for Yinchen.

After a few words of greeting, the two of them were speechless, they were both characters standing at the top of the world, and there was not much to express between each other, and many meanings did not need to be said at all, a look, a little breath, can be expressed completely.

Hearts are connected, no need to say much.

"Elder He, do you still need or can you pull down your face to watch the birth of the White Dragon List?"

"Go, why don't you go? The emperor is the supreme lord of the world, but he still needs a private visit, and even, the recitals that are reviewed every day are just some trivial affairs, these are trivial things in terms of his authority, why does he have to work hard to ask? The duty is also, since you are the other pole between heaven and earth, you naturally have the responsibility to monitor the world, as for the white dragon list...... Life and death, good and bad, everything must come from your heart. ”

"Heart?"

"Yes, by heart. The old man also generally knows that your realm is actually beyond things, or your original heart is the original heart of heaven and earth, because you have cultivated to become one with heaven and earth, and your mind is one with heaven and earth. The old man called this realm 'Surveying the Heavens Shura', and the Shura is dignified, and the dignified person who surveys the heavens is naturally the divine envoy who is in charge of the punishment of heaven and earth. ”

"But I'm not a god of genius, and I have a magic force, so it's ...... to go like this?"

"There is no magic in this world. Every word that Elder He said was like cutting steel: "Divine Skill is just the honorific title of those domain names for the martial arts of the world." When the heavens and the earth first opened, the ancestors imitated the actions of the gods and invented martial arts, but martial arts only had the artistic conception of moves, and there was not much energy, so the ancestors invented the divine power in order to find the source of energy, the so-called divine power, which is the posture and movement that guides the energy of heaven and earth, and your so-called rune spell, there is no essential difference...... Martial arts with energy is divine power, whether it is the wind, flowing water, light, flames, boiling water, poison, petrification curses, everything is the same, so the magic and your so-called magic are actually the same, but the name is different, the rules of subtlety are different, and you have to distinguish now, but instead abandon the basics and chase the end...... Since the puppet sect came back, the old man asked you to study swordsmanship, how did you do?"

Yinchen laughed, and seemed to be a little proud: "If you don't count the magic skills, if you only talk about swordsmanship, "Guanlan" can already be applied one or two, although I can't cooperate with both hands, but this is easy to learn to fight left and right, and now I can hold the sword with both hands and use two different sword moves......"

He Lao Bian flattened his mouth: ""Guanlan" is just the foundation of the entry to the kendo, and it is necessary to know how to fight left and right, and it is a common skill for the old man to change the war soul ghoul Luo Monkey, and he can use sixteen different swordsmanship at one time, but the power is also Erer. ”

Yinchen's smile froze on his face, and he knew that the problem of Helao's mouth criticizing the world had flareed up again. "Guanlan Sword Technique" is an upgraded version of "Sword Mang Heart Sutra", which is recognized as the strongest swordsmanship in the world, and it is actually not just the foundation of swordsmanship?