After the death of the Great Zhou, Li Changsheng did not stop, and the sword in his hand never stopped, but the clothes on his body became more and more colorful.

Xu Manhong noticed that Li Changsheng began to splash blood on himself without shying away from it, and with his cultivation, he should be able to avoid this situation. But when he kills, he doesn't do anything superfluous except swing his sword, and lets the blood of his enemies splash on himself.

He was tired, so tired that he only had the strength to swing his sword.

In the early years, there were a number of institutes devoted to the theoretical limits of monks, and one of them was proposed, the theory of engine wear.

Compare Reiki to energy and monks to engines.

Theoretically, as long as the monk has sufficient aura, he can continue to act. The monk has indeed shown an extraordinary ability to continue to move, and a Qi Cultivator can work for 58 hours in a row with sufficient spiritual energy, without affecting the quality of his work.

But in fact, there are countless similar monks, and the rate of sudden death of Shenzhou monks from overwork is as high as 3%. At present, the highest record for the continuous working time of a Qi refining cultivator is 152 hours, which comes from a grassroots cadre of the company who died during the Demon Yuan Turmoil.

Xu Manhong had also worked for more than 100 hours in a row, and the supply of aura and pills was very sufficient. There was no physical damage, but the soul was exhausted. In areas that have not yet been thoroughly studied in modern times, there is also a mechanism for the soul to be adjusted.

The immortals in the world should be in this state, and they have never closed their eyes after decades of killing. The aura and physical body are at their peak, but the divine soul has reached the limit. Even Xu Manhong, a foundation building period monk, could see that Li Changsheng had gradually gone mad at this moment.

Whether it is right or wrong, as long as it becomes an obstacle to peace, he will cut it off.

Perhaps because of too much killing, bystanders like Xu Manhong were short of breath and even unstable. Memories are substantially harmful, especially the memories of others.

"If you kill like this, will the world really be peaceful?"

This sentence was not said by Xu Manhong, but it said her heart, it is indeed necessary to kill all the demons in the world, but it is not enough to kill. In the past, the reason why Sword Immortal was able to kill was because there was still a large group of people standing behind her, but Li Changsheng only had He Kun to help him.

This was the first dispute between Li Changsheng and He Kun, and the two had a dispute over how to save the world.

Xu Manhong, who was a bystander, was under tremendous pressure, not to mention the two people on the stage. They sacrificed all their juniors and sacrificed the foundation of the Sword Sect, and they couldn't see a little hope from beginning to end.

Li Changsheng said indifferently: "The world is the world of the people of the world, if I remove man-made disasters, the people will naturally save themselves." ”

"You're just killing people." He Kun scolded angrily. "Now that the people can't even eat, how can they save themselves? Back then, the junior sister calmed the world, and there were elders of the sect behind her to stabilize the situation and regulate the wind and rain. This is not how the world is saved, we must unite with other sects, otherwise the two of us will not be able to return to the sky. ”

That's right, the two of them alone can't save the world.

Xu Manhong thought so, and suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder, and her body seemed to have returned to the ground from space. She wanted to turn her head away, but in her memory, he didn't have control over his body.

To be precise, her state at the moment is that she has no body, but a force has just been injected into her body to stabilize her three souls and six spirits, giving her the illusion of an entity.

"Little girl, don't be affected by memory, you're just watching."

The memory in front of him suddenly stopped, and the picture was fixed on Li Changsheng's indifferent expression, and the picture gradually detached from his sight.

Xu Manhong's soul body reappeared, and beside her stood a red-clothed swordsman, He Kun.

"Senpai." Xu Manhong bowed down and saluted, at this moment she had let down her inner guard. There is the influence of memory, and there is also the reason to gradually calm down and weigh the benefits.

He Kun asked, "Little girl, do you think what I said is right?" ”

Xu Manhong replied in accordance with his heart: "You are right, you can't create peace by killing alone. In modern warfare, peace can never be won, and I was a researcher on international security. In war, both sides recognize that war is not good for them, and that peace begins. ”

"But you and the immortals are just blindly waging war instead of resolving conflicts, and the most terrifying war is a purposeless war. Now you should reconcile with these immortal sects and reach an agreement, so that peace can be ushered in. ”

At this point, Xu Manhong suddenly felt that he was a little self-talking, and added: "Of course, you and the immortals have obviously solved the problem, so that there will be prosperity in the era of the immortal path." ”

Otherwise, it is difficult to say why there is prosperity and peace behind the Immortal Dao, thus casting the unique temperament of the Immortal Dao era.

It's not that you're good, I'm good, everyone's good, but to fight for profit without hurting the people. No matter how ruthless the cultivation world is in fighting each other, it will not affect mortals, and the people of the Immortal Dao era have not had conflicts with the government, but they have never done things to the end.

In this way, it provides a foundation for the run-in between Shenzhou and the Immortal Dao.

"Nope." He Kun shook his head and said, "Brother Li didn't compromise with other sects about this, but instead subdued me. ”

"Huh?"

Xu Manhong looked confused, and then a picture appeared in front of him, and the memory just now continued to move forward.

He Kun shouted angrily: [Look at yourself, there is so much blood on your body that it has already formed a cocoon! Thirty years of troubled times, you have killed enough, Brother Li stop. 】

Li Changsheng's expression was still indifferent, and he replied: [What if I don't? Is Elder He trying to betray the sect? 】

[The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory. 】

Li Changsheng punched He Kun in the face, instantly arousing the other party's emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, and he also swung it over.

roared angrily: [I have put up with you for a long time with the surname Li, it was this dog that failed my junior sister back then. If you had appeared earlier, how could the junior sister end up depressed, and how could the Sword Sect have ended up in such a field! 】

However, Li Changsheng was obviously a master who didn't want to eat at all, so he stretched out his hand to block his fist, and then hit him under the bridge of his nose with another punch, and blood flew straight away.

[I'll fight with you!] 】

Another punch went down, and he directly He Kun into the mud. Although the two powerful monks did not kill each other, they were only engaged in hand-to-hand combat, but their movements had already caused the earth to tremble within a radius of ten miles.

He Kun was unilaterally pressed under Li Changsheng and smashed into his face with punches and punches, while he could only do meaningless struggles and impotent rage. The god beating Yuanying is really the same as Lao Tzu beating his son, and he has no power to fight back at all.

I don't know how long it took for the two of them to stop their movements at the same time, gasping for breath, as if they were going to spit out everything they had suppressed for decades.

Li Changsheng said: [Has Elder He been angry? If you can't degasse and cry out, proper catharsis is good for the body. 】

[Fuck you, why don't you say cry and your skills have increased greatly. He Kun scolded, [If you want to dissipate your anger, you were beaten by me, and his grandmother's was beaten unilaterally by me. Li Changsheng, you are really a small-minded villain, and you can't afford to lose a little. 】

Li Changsheng didn't return the other party's scolding, but just raised his fist and smashed it down again, followed by a terrible wail that resounded through the forest.

[Li Changsheng, I am an immortal! ] 】

In this way, the two finally calmed down and their emotions were vented.

He Kun was silent for a while and said, "Brother Li, I actually received a message from those sects a few days ago. They said they were willing to go back hundreds of years and worship you as the second generation of sword immortals. The condition is that the past will not be investigated and no more killings will be carried out. 】

[Brother Li, it's time to stop. With their help, the world will soon be peaceful. 】

Li Changsheng shook his head unmoved, and said, "Elder He, this is not the difference between good and evil, let alone right and wrong. It's a friend or foe relationship, and it won't stop until one of them is wiped out. 】

He looked directly into He Kun's eyes, and there seemed to be a fire in those calm eyes, a flame that was about to burn everything out.

[Elder He, the Immortal Gate is not like them, do you understand? 】

He Kun was silent for a while and shook his head: [I don't understand, but I believe you, what do you want to do? 】

[Kill] Li Changsheng calmly pronounced a killing word, if it was an outsider, he would be mad as if he had already killed.

The memory is frozen here, Xu Manhong can feel that the memory has come to an end, and everything is about to come to an end.

Generally speaking, the memories before death are the most vivid and emotionally impactful. That's why these investigators were prejudiced against Li Changsheng before, and even hated him.

He Kun didn't wait for her to ask a question, and said to himself: "Brother Li took me to a small mountain village in the realm of the Sword Sect. The people there had fled into the mountains and forests due to war, and later reclaimed the wasteland to reproduce, and they did not need the help of the monks to make a fortune again. ”

"It's because I'm too arrogant, in Brother Li's words, a mere monk dares to question the people's ability to farm."

Unlike Li Changsheng, who went all the way from a peasant household to cultivation, He Kun, like Dong Yunshu, was brought into the sect from an early age and raised by the Great Elder. It can be said that he has been practicing since birth, and he has very little understanding of ordinary people, and even less of the common people.

In his eyes, the people were the weak in need of help.

"Wildfires can't be burned, but the spring breeze blows and grows again."

"Little girl, I like your modern sentence very much, history is created by the people, and we are the strong ones who come out of the people."

He Kun took half a step back and disappeared, and Xu Manhong was once again shrouded in white light.

She saw the terraced rice fields all over the mountains, the waterwheels that rotated by the mountain springs, and the people wearing hats and waving hoes in the sunset.

And He Kun had already returned to the spiritual platform, looking up at the bewishing woman with only a thin veil hanging in the distance. At this moment, the woman opened her eyes and looked at herself and the many Sword Sect disciples with a smile.

"Reincarnation and rebirth, the beginning of heaven and earth. He Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that you are going to die at my hands again. ”

"A jealous woman dares to speak wildly?"

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Hidden in the paradise of the mountains and forests, Li Changsheng and He Kun fell from the sky, which immediately attracted a large number of people to watch.

At first, people were full of vigilance, and some people even took hoes, but after seeing Li Changsheng's face, their attitudes suddenly reversed.

"It's Dr. Li!"

"Dr. Li is here, Dr. Li is here."

People rushed to tell each other, more and more people surrounded them, and the people ate pot pulp to entertain the two.

Seeing this, He Kun couldn't help but ask: Is this the paradise that Brother Li used to take in the people?

Li Changsheng did not respond to him, but just turned his head to communicate with the people, and the content was mostly about some questions about illness and medical skills. What herbs are available in the mountains, which herbs can heal, how to deal with herbs, etc.

These topics reminded He Kun that Li Changsheng had been practicing medicine in the mundane world for a long time to save people.

The old village chief took out the only pot of rice wine in the village, filled a bowl for Li Changsheng, and said, "Doctor Li, this is specially brewed by the old man for you." I haven't made wine since I fled into the mountains decades ago, and I don't know if the craft has a conversation. ”

Then the old village chief also poured a small half cup for He Kun, his movements were slight and his expression was painful.

"Let's try it too."

What is the difference?

He Kun tugged at the corners of his mouth, he couldn't understand why Li Changsheng, a facial paralysis, was so popular wherever he went.

took a small sip of rice wine, and said very untastefully: "It's tasteless, it's tasteless." ”

After some small talk, He Kun finally figured out the situation.

These people did hide here because of the war, but this paradise was not created by Li Changsheng. It is the people who have worked hard for two generations to achieve the current scale. And Li Changsheng just happened to pass by and taught them some medical skills, and the rest was up to them.

He Kun was silent for a while and asked, "Old man, what are you going to do in the future?" ”

"Of course it's to farm well, does the Taoist still expect us little people to go outside and die?" The old village chief pointed to the opposite hill, "We will stay here to farm, and next year we will reclaim that mountain, the year after next will be that one, and the year after tomorrow will be the same one again." ”

"As long as there is land, we can't die."

In the evening, the two stayed, and the villagers lit a huge bonfire in the middle of the clearing and prepared a grand dinner.

The boys and girls danced around the bonfire, Li Changsheng shook his head and refused the invitation of a few little girls, and more girls hid in the distance and peeked at him. And He Kun has always been uncared about, originally he didn't care about how mortal women saw him, but he had to care about such a comparison.

He thinks he is better than Li Changsheng in appearance, but why do these girls only look for him?

He Kun took a big sip of wine and said, "It's tasteless." ”

When the bonfire was completely extinguished, all the villagers returned to their houses, leaving only the two of them sitting outside. However, the village chief brought them two coarse blankets, for fear that the two of them would freeze.

Before returning to the house, the old village chief couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Li, Daoist He, you are immortals, may I ask when the troubled times will end?" ”

Li Changsheng poured himself the last bowl of wine and said lightly: "It will end before sunrise tomorrow." ”

Raise your head and introduce the farmer's turbid wine, which is sweet in the mouth and astringent in the throat.

Putting down the wine bowl, the two got up and walked away in the moonlight, and countless villagers looked up at them through the cracks in the windows, with an emotion called hope in their eyes.

The Sword Sect ordered many immortal sects to come to watch the ceremony.

(End of chapter)