"The original heart of kendo?"

Xiao Fan muttered to himself, and a lot of questions suddenly appeared in his mind: "What am I cultivating martial arts for? What is the original heart of martial arts? Why can't I give up the Evil Emperor Sword? Why am I willing to become a demon? Who am I, and why am I ...... here?"

Xiao Fan felt that he suddenly couldn't find his direction, like a lonely sail sailing in the boundless sea, he didn't know where to go, his eyes were blank, and he slowly walked towards the door, along the steps down, dragging heavy steps, walking down step by step.

"This kid has such a good understanding, whether he can turn back depends on himself!"

The old monk looked at Xiao Fan's distant figure, folded his hands and said.

Xiao Fan walked aimlessly step by step, he kept wandering on the top of the Sword Blade Peak, even he didn't know where he was going, as long as there was a road ahead, he would move forward, no matter if there was a road at the end, whether it was a cliff or not, he just walked forward.

Above the sky, layers of black clouds pressed down, making people feel suffocated, just like Xiao Fan's heart, completely shrouded in black qi, unable to see the depths of his heart.

"What was my original martial arts heart, and why did I fall into the boundless demon path......

Xiao Fan asked himself over and over again, still walking forward as if he had lost his soul.

Xiao Fan's vision gradually blurred, as if he had entered another space, surrounded by raging fire, enveloping him, burning his body, although the pain was incomparable, he could not extricate himself, there was no way to break free from this place.

The pain of burning his body in the fire was unbearable, but Xiao Fan was silent, as if nothing had happened, but he thought in his heart that ending his life as soon as possible might also be a relief.

"Fan'er, are you in pain?"

Shen Yurou's figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fan, her face was full of distress, and her two jade hands were held towards Xiao Fan's cheeks.

"Mother, is that you?"

Xiao Fan's spirits perked up, and he was about to hug the figure, but he was in the air, but the surrounding flames suddenly became a little bigger.

"Look at the way you look now, it's so useless!"

A stern voice sounded, Xiao Fan fixed his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see Xiao Yingzheng's figure appear ten meters away, glaring at Xiao Fan angrily, with the intention of hating iron and not steel.

"Dad, it's Dad, the child is useless, I'm useless!"

Xiao Fan almost knelt down with a crying voice, this time he was so weak for the first time since he cultivated martial arts, even if he was rushed off the cliff by the angry son in the past, he had never been so cowardly, but in this fire, he was not afraid, but after seeing his parents, he wanted to vent his grievances, after all, only in front of his family, Xiao Fan could show his weak side, after all, Xiao Fan is also a human being, and he is not a sage.

"Xiao Fan, you stand up like a man, if you are defeated now, how will you face all kinds of difficulties and dangers with me in the future?"

A stunning and unearthly figure appeared in front of Xiao Fan, and the face of the country and the city showed stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat to the world, encouraging Xiao Fan to stand up.

"Rain dust, it's rain dust!"

Xiao Fan's mind suddenly felt like a thunderbolt in the sky, this beautiful figure that made him think about it for a long time was now close at hand, he thought about standing up immediately, hugging this beautiful figure into his arms, and never letting the other party leave him, but at this time, his legs were as if they were not his own, and he couldn't stand up anymore.

Bear!

The fire suddenly raged, and it became even more violent, and Xiao Fan felt even more painful, unable to even raise his head, suffering in pain.

"Ah......h

One after another screamed miserably, the screams were so familiar, deep into his heart, Xiao Fan looked up, only to see one after another familiar figures, falling into this boundless fire, following Xiao Fan to bear the same pain.

Xiao Yingzheng, Shen Yurou, Xiao Ruoxi, Yuchen, Red Sleeves, Xiao Yixuan, Wu Zhen, Chen Yuezi, Jade Rakshasa......

Familiar faces looked at Xiao Fan helplessly in pain, and at the same time they were looking forward to something, tormented in the flames.

"No ......"

Xiao Fan roared out, as if he was shouting with all his strength, at this moment, his heart was dripping blood, but he couldn't help himself, how to take care of others.

"Everything is coming at me, you have to hurt them, let me endure all the pain!

Xiao Fan's miserable voice echoed in the sea of fire, but everyone's pain was still unrelieved, and they looked at Xiao Fan with complicated eyes.

"Xiao Fan, you have to cheer up ......"

One by one, the figures disappeared into the sea of fire, for Xiao Fan, it was simply worse than death, for him, there was nothing more painful than the loss of his loved ones, Xiao Fan once again looked up to the sky and roared, but at this time, his body erupted with a sharp intention to break through the sky, this will broke out instantly, swept the entire sea of fire, and carved a path for him, and the future was bright.

A tear fell from the corner of Xiao Fan's eyes, only to hear a 'boom' in the sky, the downpour fell, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Fan thought he had become a soup chicken, but he woke up like a dream, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that in front of him was an abyss, just now he walked like a walking corpse, completely lost his will, if he took another step forward, he would fall into this abyss, but fortunately he woke up in time.

"My original martial arts heart was to protect my relatives, not to kill people, so I can't fall into the devil's way, I want to follow my martial arts heart!"

Xiao Fan looked up at the sky, letting the raindrops as big as beans drop on his cheeks, he let out a sigh of relief, his heart was very clear, fortunately he woke up in time, otherwise it would really be a catastrophe.

"Master!"

Xiao Fan suddenly thought of something, turned his head and ran in the direction of the nameless ancient temple.

In the backyard of the ancient temple, the old monk was still sitting there hanging in the air, although it was pouring rain at this time, but there seemed to be a protective film around his thin body, and the raindrops could not get close to his body, and they had already evaporated in the air.

"Master, I finally have an epiphany! Thank you for saving your life!"

Xiao Fan rushed into the courtyard like the wind, knelt on the muddy ground with a 'poof', and said with a deep bow.

"Congratulations, you can turn back because of your high understanding, old monk, I just reminded you one or two, all the credit still lies in yourself, get up, kid!"

The old monk opened his eyes and showed a charitable smile, he stood up, walked to Xiao Fan's side, helped him up, and everywhere he went, the raindrops dissipated, only to see that when he held Xiao Fan's hand, Xiao Fan's rain-soaked clothes instantly dried.

"Master doesn't have to be modest, you have the grace of saving and educating Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan must remember it in his heart, and it will be difficult to repay it for the rest of his life! Now I have decided to give up the Evil Emperor Sword!"

Xiao Fan still bowed heavily, which shows his gratitude and admiration for the old monk, in this world, except for his parents and elders, there has never been anyone who makes Xiao Fan so admired.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, what are you going to do with this magic sword?"

The old monk nodded and smiled.

"I haven't figured it out yet, I wonder if the master can teach me how to handle this sword?"

Xiao Fan shook his head and asked.

"Look at this, just put it in this Sword Enlightenment Pavilion behind us, there is a righteous and superb sword inside, with its vast spirituality, it will definitely be able to suppress the demonic nature of this magic sword, and over time, it will definitely be able to wear down the will of the magic sword! When you have the ability to control this magic sword, you can come and get it at any time, what do you think?"

The old monk pointed to the tallest building in the courtyard, a quaint tower more than seven stories high, and said.

"That's naturally great, this sword will be handed over to the master for safekeeping!"

Xiao Fan did not hesitate, untied the Evil Emperor Sword from his body, and handed it over.

"I wonder what you're going to do next?"

The old monk took the Evil Emperor Sword and asked.

Xiao Fan shook his head blankly and said: "I don't know, I came out to practice this time just to be martial arts in a year's time, and make myself stronger before that, but it's still early, I don't want to go back for the time being, but I haven't thought about where to go next!"

"In that case, you might as well stay in the temple for the time being, and then make plans when you think about it!"

The old monk patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder and said.

"Then thank you Master for taking it in!"

(Thank you all for your support!)