With the passage of time, Li Cangtian also began to secretly cultivate Lin Fan, and seemed to be very optimistic about this taciturn but obedient disciple like a dog.

And after several missions, Lin Fan is no different from the beginning, the only difference is that his eyes are becoming more and more indifferent.

In the blink of an eye, autumn went to winter, and it was the Spring Festival again, and the internal disciples of the Sword Sect were lit up with lights, and the internal disciples gathered together in groups of three or five, drinking and enjoying the joy of the festival, and the leisure time of a busy year.

"I knew you were here." Lingsha found Lin Fan, who was still practicing swords alone during the Chinese New Year, and put her cold red hands to her mouth and blew on it.

Lin Fan, who kept swinging his sword, made a move, and after stopping, he turned to look at Ling Sha, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Looking at Lin Fan, who was becoming more and more unfamiliar, Ling Sha sighed and explained, "Senior Sister Wu Xue took advantage of the Chinese New Year to take advantage of nothing to do, and went home to visit relatives with Elder Li, and I am also going to take advantage of the New Year to go back to the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, what about you?" Come with me? Go back to Runaway Valley. ”

Lin Fan shook his head and declined: "I won't go back." As he spoke, he glanced around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and continued, "I have a big business to do in the near future. ”

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Lin Fan was speaking mysteriously, Ling Sha suddenly became interested.

"You'll know when the time comes, but if you want to go back, you might..."

"Then I won't go back, you can talk to me, is it possible that you can't even trust me?" Ryosha said angrily.

"Not really." Lin Fan shook his head and denied it, thought for a while and said, "If you want to be together, then you should take leave and leave the Sword Sect." ”

"Why is that?" Rhombus was a little puzzled.

"If the time comes, you and I will leave the Sword Sect together, I am afraid that it will be noticed by someone with a heart, you leave in the name of visiting relatives first, and then wait for me at the inn where we stayed temporarily, I will go to you when the time comes, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, I didn't even tell Brother Zhuo."

"Then tell me first!" Lingsha came to Lin Fan's side and couldn't wait to ask.

Lin Fan gently patted the falling snow on Lingsha's body, and quietly told her the plan in her ear. After hearing Lin Fan's plan clearly, Ling Sha's eyes widened in shock at first, but then she nodded in agreement, as if she understood Lin Fan's thoughts.

"Master, here come the dumplings!" Zhuo Yilong walked into Zheng Feiyu's bedroom with two plates of dumplings.

Zheng Feiyu waved his hand and fanned his nose a few times, squinted his eyes with satisfaction after smelling the aroma, took down a jar of wine from the shelf behind him and said, "Come on, put it on the table for a while, let's eat it together, by the way, go and heat this wine." ”

"Okay." Zhuo Yilong readily agreed, and was about to walk out of the house, but was stopped by Zheng Feiyu.

"What about Li Xiaoyao? Ask him to come along, you are all my good apprentices, one outside the master and the other inside the master, I am deeply pleased to be the teacher. ”

Zhuo Yilong thought about it and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe you're still practicing swords outside." ”

"This kid seems to have gone mad. He has a good foundation, with the help of internal force can already wear the heaviest arm armor, it only took half a year, it can already be said that the progress is fast, you go and tell him to rest for a while, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, so that the body can make progress faster. Zheng Feiyu sighed helplessly.

By the time Zhuo Yilong found Lin Fan with a scalded pot of wine, Lingsha had already left, and he told Lin Fan what Zheng Feiyu had said.

However, after Lin Fan pondered for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Big brother, you and Master eat first, don't wait for me, today's 10,000 swords have not been completed." ”

"Lin Fan, are you finished? It's been half a year, and it's still like I'm going to die all day long, but I'm just killing some people, don't you understand the truth that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes? How big are some things, some things will pass, how long do you still linger? Zhuo Yilong endured his anger for half a year, and completely burst out, questioning Lin Fan.

With a bang, Lin Fan slammed the hundred-pound heavy sword in his hand to the ground, shook his sore arms, and the arm armor on both arms rattled.

"Big brother, I've told you several times, I didn't take that matter to heart, it's just that people change, after this year, I'm twenty-four, maybe I've just become mature, isn't this a good thing? I used to be too impetuous. ”

"You can do whatever you want, I just want to tell you that maturity does not mean dullness and indifference, I hope you are good at yourself." Zhuo Yilong pursed his lips, unwilling to care about him anymore, and left with the wine.

Brother Zhuo, you're right, the past is over, but the dead will never be resurrected, the Lin Fan from the modern era in the past is dead, and the one who survived is me from this era of survival of the fittest.

I've even given up on the idea of going back to that time, and I've blended into this place, and my mind and mentality are out of step with that.

After sighing in his heart for a while, Lin Fan pulled out the heavy sword inserted into the snow, and with a wave of his hand, the blade of the sword was mixed with sword qi, and it slashed heavily on an identical sword mark.

Half a month later, Lin Fan returned from the task of the division again, and did not return to the division as soon as possible, but on a hillside on the road to the Sword Sect, he put the sword aside at will, picked up a long knife and wiped it gently.

Gently exhale, this year's winter is exceptionally cold, it should be the season of spring blossoms, but it snows one after another, the sky and the earth are covered in silver, the temperature is lower to the point that human beings can hardly bear, and the earth seems to have entered the period of Xiaoice.

People always say that existence is reasonable, but in fact, this sentence is wrong, existence has a reason, not reasonable, so what is the reason for one's own existence, and what mission is given to come to this parallel world?

Or is it just an accident, and is it the right choice and transformation for yourself? No one can give him an answer, like a blind man, groping his way through the endless darkness.

The poor are good alone, and the reach is to help the world, their own ability is limited, and they can't change some things that are destined to happen, the so-called mountain can't come to me and I will pass, since I can't beat it, then I just join it.

A question that should have been thought of a long time ago, Lin Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, from the first time he killed someone, he should have realized that his three views as a modern person were incompatible with this world, and if he was destined to live here, then it was necessary to change his thinking.

In his thoughts, a carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew beside him, and he took it with one hand, took a note from its paws, and threw it into the air.

After reading the contents of the note, he began to exercise silently, adjusting the spirit and energy of his body to the best state, and in less than half an hour, the sound of conversation came from the bottom of the hillside.

Lin Fan's heart beat heavily, and he suddenly pulled out his long knife and jumped uphill, stopping several people passing by from the hillside. His gaze swept over Ma Wuming, Wei Mingxian and the others, and he was stunned when he saw Wu Xue.

Ma Wuming and the others were also startled when Lin Fan just came out, and quickly drew their weapons and entered a state of alert. After seeing that it was Lin Fan, he frowned with a suspicious expression on his face, and sneered nonchalantly: "Yo, isn't this Senior Brother Xiaoyao, what, are you here to catch the wind for your senior brothers and sisters?" ”

Lin Fan didn't answer his question, but looked at Wu Xue and said, "Senior Sister Wu Xue, didn't you go home to visit your relatives, why did you come back with them?" ”

Wu Xue glanced at Lin Fan indifferently, and replied lightly: "I happened to meet it when I came back, and I came back together, why did you appear here, junior brother?" ”

"Huh." Lin Fan sneered and sneered: "Okay, there is a providence in the underworld, there is a way in heaven, you don't go to hell and have no door to vote, since you are here, then stay." ”

"Do you know what you're talking about? Isn't it because I'm crazy? Wu Xue looked at Lin Fan inexplicably and asked.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about." Lin Fan smiled and continued: "The purpose of my coming here is very simple, I just want to kill you here, or be killed by you. ”

"Poof." Ma Wuming laughed for a while, looked at Lin Fan incredulously, and asked playfully, "Are you crazy?" Let's not talk about whether you have the ability to do it, what is your act of looking for death? Because we suppressed and bullied you? Or do you want to avenge Liu Shuang of the Black Tiger Gang? ”

"Neither." Lin Fan shook his head, then a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he gently covered his cheeks with his hands, and his tone was low mixed with madness. "Revenge? Hahaha, senior brother, you're laughing, if I want revenge, I shouldn't have found you, but I should have killed myself first, right? ”

"There is no justification for killing you, it's just that I want to vent my personal anger, if I insist on finding a reason, it will be you who are in my way."

Lin Fan put down the palm covering his face, looked squarely at Ma Wuming and continued: "The thirteen elders of the Sword Sect are in charge of the more than three hundred disciples below, and there are forty-five true disciples. Among them, Ma Wuming, Wei Mingxuan, and the seven of you are either early in the beginner or high in martial arts. Taking advantage of the rule that the head of the sect is not allowed to accept disciples, under the leadership of Elder Wang and the elders of the same faction as him, you have successfully stepped on the heads of all the disciples and grasped the right to speak among the disciples of the Sword Sect. As long as Elder Wang and the others win more rights, they can stand up for the head at any time. The rest of the elders are either neutrals and ignore the power struggle, or they are like Wu Xue's master, Elder Li, who will not be offended, and no matter what the final result is, it will not affect themselves. Either it's a nominal elder like Zheng Feiyu, who can't do anything about it. Or the original squad elder from the Huashan faction, who retained his position as the head of the family. ”