In the border city, Mr. Zangjian took Su Changkong and Duan Kong into his attic, and Su Changkong's figure appeared on the bed with a wave of his robe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Breaking the air anxiously looked at the two people who were already sitting on the futon with their knees crossed, and could only watch anxiously, unable to do anything.

As a sword cultivator, the most important thing is his sword heart, once the sword heart is broken, this monk is likely to collapse, and from then on he will become a waste, which is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Cutting off humanity is more cruel in the world of monks than killing entire families, and at the same time more abhorrent.

At this time, in Su Changkong's sea of spiritual consciousness, the scenes he had experienced in the past were repeating themselves in front of his eyes. He was like a passerby, watching his life.

At this time, a stern middle-aged man was teaching him harshly at the age of five.

"Keep your hands steady, your eyes looking ahead, you must know that as a child of the Su family, you must learn the sword, understand the sword, we are born for the sword, remember, in your later life, you can not believe anything, but you can't not believe the sword in your hand, stand up, and practice the basic swordsmanship a hundred times." If you don't practice well, don't eat. ”

Su Changkong looked at the stubborn look in the eyes of the child in front of him, and wanted to reach out to touch him, but in the end, he passed through the little boy's body.

The scene changed again, the original five-year-old child had grown up, and now he was thirteen years old, which was the year Su Changkong joined Shushan.

On the sword fighting platform, Su Changkong, who was dressed in white, stood on it, and opposite him was his opponent - Sun Longming, a member of the Sun family in Shushan, who was a kendo family like the Su family.

Su Changkong clearly remembered that this time, he himself was defeated, and because of this time, he completed his own transformation, and finally cultivated a sword heart and became a real sword cultivator.

On the sword fighting platform, the two swords struck each other, fighting back and forth, and the senior members of the division on the high platform were all caressing their long beards and nodding slightly, and their fathers were also on it, standing respectfully behind their elders.

The two of them went back and forth, and a long time had passed unconsciously, and finally Sun Longming found a flaw under Su Changkong's own tricks, and defeated him with a sword.

The winner stood on a high platform and received the cheers of 10,000 people, and the loser could only leave the stage silently, licking his wounds alone.

The scene changed again, and in the Su family's practice room, Su Changkong was directly slapped in the face by his father and flew out a few meters. If it weren't for knowing that he was looking at his own son, it is estimated that he would have slapped Su Changkong to death.

"Hmph, waste, do you know how many good things I said for you in front of the clan elder, and you ended up treating me like this? You must know that I asked the clan elder to take time out of his busy schedule to watch you compete, but you actually lost at the hands of that kid of the Sun family, do you know how embarrassed I am in front of the clan elder, give me three days of seclusion here, not allowed to eat, and think about why you failed. ”

Su Changkong looked at the 'self' in front of him, holding the sword in his hand, staying alone in the empty and cold practice room, curled up in a ball, and hid in the corner.

His eyes became more and more cold, and his ears sounded again the words that his father had said when he taught him, "You can not believe anything, but only the sword in your hand is what you must believe, we are born for the sword, and only the sword is our only support and faith." ”

"Huh!" The long sword was out of the body, the sword light was cold, at this moment, Su Changkong looked at his past self, and his heart was a little inexplicably touched. I wanted to say something, but I found that I couldn't get my voice out.

At the end of the three-day confinement, Su Changkong came out, and he seemed to have become another person, taciturn, with cold eyes, and his sword tightly in his hand.

On the sword fighting platform, Su Changkong's long sword rampaged through the outer gate of Shushan, and finally alarmed Sun Longming, and the two made an appointment to fight again, Su Changkong's three swords defeated him, and at the same time abolished it.

Shushan took it into the inner gate, and they found that Su Changkong was a rare kendo genius, and at the same time, the killing intent hidden in the sword was extremely strong, if it was tempered, the sword heart was stable, and the sword intent was complete, it must be a divine sword that shook the land of Shenzhou.

The whole scene began to shatter, and countless pictures began to flow by, only to see Su Changkong's long sword, killing from the outer gate to the inner gate, and then from the inner gate to the true legend, until he met the demon beast.

A withered branch, a set of unknown swordsmanship, defeated the swordsmanship he had honed for decades, no one knew what he was in his heart, you must know that after defeating Sun Longming, Su Changkong would not allow himself to fail again, even in the face of the demon star, there was no frustration spontaneously.

Demon Xingzi can also be said to be because he is one step ahead, his cultivation is high, and he does not cultivate swordsmanship, but he does not have such a big grudge, Ye Li, a demon bear in the early stage of Jindan, is regarded as an ant in Su Changkong's eyes, and he actually successfully defeated himself in the way of swords.

The picture continued to reappear in reincarnation, until finally Su Changkong fell directly into infinite remorse and sank in confusion.

Su Zangjian looked at Su Changkong, who was deeply trapped in self-reincarnation, and finally shook his head and retreated from his sea of consciousness space, even if he spent his effort to help him trace the origin of his sword path, it was useless, because Su Changkong had taken the wrong path from the beginning, embarked on an extremely dangerous road, and went farther and farther, and now he directly stepped into the bottomless abyss.

Opening his eyes and looking at the anxious void in front of him, Su Zangjian shook his head and said: "The sword heart is broken, the sword intent is broken, he has embarked on a path that should not be taken from the beginning, even the Yuan Shen Monk is difficult to save." ”

"How so, is there no way, Mr. Hidden Sword?" asked Broken Sky hurriedly.

"Now the only way is to freeze it first, and then send it back to Shu Mountain, and ask the sect master to open the sword shrine and let it undergo a new transformation, but the sword mound is our Shu Mountain forbidden land, even if Changkong is no matter how good it is, it is not qualified to enter, unless our Su family is willing to bleed for the sect. Zangjian shook his head, this matter can really be said to be irreparable, because the Su family will not make such a big sacrifice because of a small Su Changkong, and Shushan will not, and now that he says it, he can only be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The two fell silent again, and Xuan Kong knew that this was no longer something he could intervene in, although he was the young sect master of the Five Elements Sect and the next successor, but the other party was Shushan, the first holy land of the Divine Sword Dao, even the Five Elements Sect could not get any benefits. Zangjian told him that he was also to let him have an understanding, and then he could only look at Su Changkong's life.

On the other hand, the sky has slowly entered the night, a huge round of garden moon stands in the sky, a small black shadow stands out under this round of white, the figure flickered, the black shadow disappeared, leaving only a faint sentence in the air, "The first night, the opportunity is approaching." ”

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