The competition in the Xuan Cultivation Realm is fierce and cruel, and many times the boundaries between good and evil are somewhat blurred.

Jin Honggu is a righteous sect, whether it is the senior sister Li Manmei or Zhang Lie, they all take good care of their senior brothers, so they are good.

However, their master and the Seven Evil Daoists killed more than 1,000 people with bloody hands, and when they slaughtered the enemy's family, they were also all killed, and none of the women, children, old and weak were spared.

Because back then, these enemies also dealt with him like this.

According to the righteous path sect and the standard of goodness, Zhang Lie should draw his sword and slash the seven evils, and return the world to a bright and prosperous world.

However, this master was kind to him, taught the Tao, gave him the opportunity, and taught him what he had learned, according to Zhang Lie's standards, everyone in this world can kill the Seven Evils, but he can't.

The sixth junior sister Kong Xiu, after giving birth to an heir for the seriously injured Yin Yifei, is now missing, isn't it pitiful?

Of course it's pitiful, but Zhang Lie can't be disrespectful to his master because she is pitiful, there are many poor people in this world.

"Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be punished. In the final analysis, in addition to good and evil, there are strong and weak in this world, and after really reaching the top, how many people are not full of blood? ”

Isn't it virtue to think that the five major powers in the previous life were also the world's five largest arms dealers, earning money stained with blood and black hearts for their own national interests, but using this to safeguard national interests and benefit the people?

The world was troubled, Zhang Lie thought about it a little in the process of returning to the cave, and he no longer dwelled on it, he was a monk, not a philosopher, and his own practice was not to the point where he needed to consider these philosophical speculations.

When Zhang Lie returned to the cave, he happened to meet a female cultivator dressed in a plain robe, standing at the cave, welcoming his return.

In the moment of seeing this woman, all the chaotic thoughts of Zhang Lie before were far away, and he couldn't help but gather all his thoughts to deal with it.

"Wanyi, have your internal injuries healed?"

Pressing the five-colored sword cloud down, Zhang Lie asked with concern.

"There is nothing to do in the first place, when assisting the ancestor to seal the abyss, the mana is consumed excessively, and a little bit of vitality is lost."

The two returned to the cave together, and the intimacy made the maids in the cave all look at and envy.

"By the way, Wanyi, some time ago, I asked for the other half of the Heavenly Book from the Ancestor of Qianfeng, and you will copy it with me in a while, and appreciate the power of the secret scroll of the Heavenly Book."

“…… Good. ”

Both of them have just finished their retreat and will certainly not go back in a short time.

Wang Wanyi usually likes to pour a few cups, especially when copying calligraphy, in her words: "Flying with excitement helps thoughts." ”

Originally, this was just Wang Wanyi's personal habit, and there was nothing yet, but after Zhang Lie joined in.

This habit of copying in small quantities has become a little strange at some point.

Reading at night with red sleeves is a joy in the world, not to mention accompanying you, and the ears and temples are grinding a gorgeous crown that is stunning and captivating.

It's just that tonight, in such a beautiful and intoxicating situation, Zhang Lie suddenly felt a faint chill.

"Her gas engine!?"

"How could her heart technique suddenly improve so much!?"

Zhang Lie knew that Wang Wanyi had cultivated some kind of mysterious magic skill, and because of his strong cultivation foundation, he could even faintly sense the other party's cultivation progress.

However, after sealing the Netherworld Abyss, this time after Wang Wanyi came out of retreat, in the process of the two of them copying calligraphy together, Zhang Lie could feel the female crown in his arms, and the dark qi that spread in his body suddenly became several times stronger.

This also shows that in a short period of time, her magic skills have suddenly improved a lot. And this undoubtedly means that its own living space has been greatly compressed.

"What's wrong, Lielang?"

Wang Wanyi and Zhang Lie shared a brush, and she could naturally clearly feel Zhang Lie's sudden stagnation of handwriting.

Turning his head slightly, he asked softly.

But she didn't know that Zhang Lie could feel the ink-like qi in her body, constantly eroding into her own body, and integrating into the Purple Heart Dafa operation system, if it weren't for the Purple Heart Dafa that was compatible with the innate Five Tai Five Virtues Law Body, it would not be inferior to the magic skills she cultivated in terms of quality, and even faintly surpassed, Zhang Lie would not be able to detect her secret actions until she died.

"Her cultivation of magic skills has suddenly taken a big step, and my plan to find an opportunity to escape seems too dull. If she wasn't greedy, she could even activate the exercises right now and involve my natal supernatural powers in her. ”

"You can't panic, you can't mess up, you must have calm when a big event comes, and panic can't solve any problems."

Looking at the jade-skinned Taoist in front of him, Zhang Lie's gaze was calm and calm, but he also knew that his reaction was wrong, so he quickly changed his expression.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly remembered a poem that I thought of some time ago, so I'll give it to Wanyi today."

In order to win the heart of this female cultivator, Zhang Lie copied a lot of poems in the previous life.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Lie suddenly said that he wanted to write poetry, Wang Wanyi was not surprised, but rather looked forward to it, after all, the poetry talent shown by the man in front of him has always been quite amazing.

Although the monks did not care about this talent, it did not prevent them from enjoying the beauty of words and phrases:

"People come into their own, today is not yesterday."

"The sick soul is often like a swing."

"The horn is cold, and the night is cold."

"I'm afraid of people asking questions, so I pretend to be happy with tears."

"Conceal, conceal."

……

After cultivating to the foundation building realm, most of the forgotten memory details of the previous life can be remembered. Therefore, when writing these words, Zhang Lie could even chant and sing lightly to guide the female cultivator in his arms to better feel the artistic conception in this sentence.

“…… This poetry is ordinary, and the rhythm is not very neat, Lielang, you are not up to standard. ”

Copied it twice with Zhang Lie, Wang Wanyi commented after a little taste of the work. It's just that she still has red lips because of this song.

How can a woman not like sweet words, a few simple words and sentences depict the loneliness and longing of one party when the two are separated, and enter the country, Wang Wanyi only regarded it as a new work by Lang Jun's heart, and at this moment he couldn't help but soften his eyes when he looked at Zhang Lie.

"Speaking of which, recently I have some experience in the comprehension of the Book of Heaven, and when I copy it with calligraphy, I always feel that there is a sword intent on this Book of Heaven."

Looking at Wang Wanyi's eyes, Zhang Lie exhaled in his heart. But on the surface, he still has to be quiet, although he is not worried that Wang Wanyi will turn his face at this time, and the inheritance sword order is carried on his body, but at this time, there is an accident in Jinhong Valley, and there are three ancestors in charge, even ten inheritance sword orders are not enough.

Even if you want to go, you have to choose the right opportunity.

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