Wu Linghao once asserted that the Seven Slaughter Sword in Yuan Ji's hand was extremely strange. According to common sense, Yuanji's meridians were all broken, and his spiritual power was lost, but when Wanjianmen faced against the elders of Wanjianmen, he had supernatural powers and fought head-on. The reason is that the Seven Slaughter Sword gave birth to demon spirits and sought the Shou Yuan of the sword master to supply it with spiritual power, which caused Yuan Ji's body to die and the oil to run out.

But he was unwilling to let go of Qitu until he died, and Qitu was like a leech attached to his hands, draining his longevity all the time until he died.

He is dying, unless there is a miracle, unless he gathers all the things of the four spirits.

But the Vermilion Bird Feather has been used on Wu Feng, and there is no more chance.

Jiang Guo became more and more sad when she thought of this, she gently washed Yuan Ji's face, and then walked out of the room with a copper basin.

And this scene fell on a pair of cloudy eyes peeping outside the house, and the light in his eyes moved with Jiang Guo's sad expression, and the sad and sad color appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Guo walked out of the door with a copper basin and poured it into the street, and when she returned to the house, she was surprised to find that the bed was empty.

Motoyoshi is gone.

"In the case of the Yanzhou Flower Boat Fire that year, you saved Yuanji." Liu Taijing was in the teahouse, and the people around him didn't know him as today, "But you know that he is the child of Emperor Jingcheng and Le Wushuang, and you saved him not because he was pitiful, but for another reason."

The teahouse is prosperous, and the winter weather makes the people want to nest in the warm teahouse and drink hot tea.

Idlers gather and talk about current affairs in Kyushu. For example, Manhongguan was washed away by a flood, Daizhou was deeply trapped in Zeguo, and Jiao Hongxue, the captain of the Xiyin Pass garrison, led the army to attack and meet the foreign domain, but he died in the desert.

"Your Majesty says this, and the grass people don't know what to argue." Lu Bupin sat still, "Please give me instructions."

In the noisy sound of snorting melon seeds, in the sound of chatting and noisy disputes, Xiao Er brought tea and respectfully put it on the table.

"Master, tea. Your Majesty, you can use it slowly." Xiao Er's face turned red for some reason when he saw Liu Taijing, and he put down the chessboard he was holding, "The chessboard and chess pieces are here."

Lu Bupin nodded and said, "Go get busy."

Xiao Er smiled warmly and said, "Howler!"

The black and white chess pieces were placed in two cups, and Liu Taijing took it upon himself to hand over the white chess cup.

"Cultivators, in order to gain the way of heaven, you should first break through the seven emotions and six desires, and the seven realms of demons. The Heartbreaker has a smooth path, and he can be favored by the heavens and ascend to immortals." Liu Taijing's fingers were slender, and the black chess pieces were clearly distinguished, and he was the first to settle in Zhengzhong Tianyuan, "You raised Yuanji to grow up, and when he was young, you asked him to break off the seven emotions and train him to be a dead soldier. Murderous and inhumane, this is your first step."

Lu Bupin followed, and it was obvious that the white chess intended to surround the black chess, and he said, "Your Majesty's words are true, and you will say it slowly."

In front of the teahouse, there was a beggar hanging high in front of the door, and the red-hot charcoal fire was in full swing, and the hot wind blowing made him reluctant to leave. Xiao Er enthusiastically handed him the remaining buns, and the beggar thanked him again and again, with a look of joy on his face.

"The first calamity, Xi Demon, Yuan Ji escaped from the exile team with Zhen Kexiao and went out of the snow mountain. In the end, he accidentally worshiped under the real person of Qizhou in Kaiyuan Valley, and this was the first demon he broke through, the Joy Demon." Liu Taijing followed up with Luozi and went to pick up the teapot, the spout was steaming hot, "But he took the secret medicine of your Chamber of Commerce in his early years, and he didn't feel it. Taking this medicine is painless and itchy, and people are like walking dead. But ordinary people don't know that Yuan Ji has an extremely keen perception of demons because of taking this medicine. Once the drug is stopped, it is even more handy to break the heart demon. Mr. Lu knows very well that it takes a child's heart to break the heart demon, so you have been deliberately making Yuan Ji indifferent to things, but it also fundamentally makes him fall into the heart demon faster, and then break it and stand up."

"This medicine is indeed used for this strategy, but Motoyoshi is not the only dead soldier under my command. I have many dead, but Motoyoshi is the most suitable person." Lu Bupin sighed after falling, and he moved his gaze from the chessboard to Liu Taijing, "Your Majesty is prepared."

Dogs barked outside the teahouse, beggars sat in front of the door and ate steamed buns contentedly, and wild dogs that could run out of the alley pounced on them and bit them away. The beggar had just taken a bite of it, and when he saw this, he was furious, and picked up the broken bowl and smashed it on the dog's head, causing the wild dogs to wail incessantly.

"The second calamity, the angry demon, Yuan Ji saw that Dusk Yun was dead in the woods of the imperial city, and he was angry, which attracted the angry demon. However, he had practiced in Kaiyuan Valley for four years, and he had been subdued for a long time, so that no demon was based on the fourth great realm of thinking about demons, and the power of the inner demon was far greater than before, so he entered the demon." Liu Taijing's sunspot was eaten, but he didn't care, as if everything was under his control, "And the root cause of his demonization is not only this, but also the Seven Slaughter Sword you gave him. This sword is rumored to be your sword, but so?"

Lu Bupin's eyes lit up, he took the sunspot eaten on the chessboard, and then fell again, saying, "Your Majesty's guess is right, Qitu is indeed my sword."

The wild dogs ran into the alley, and the beggar looked at the empty palms, licking the crumbs of bread at the corners of his mouth. The cold wind was howling, he was wrapped in rags and shivered, and his face couldn't help but reveal the sad look of a fox and a dead rabbit.

"The third calamity, the realm of worrying demons, worrying is not only worrying about people. Yuan Ji once fought against the White Horse Gang in the Nine Cities outside Chongdu, and when he saw the Julong Gang helping the people to die loyally, his grief made him break his heart." Liu Taijing's sunspots were eaten one after another, and the sunspots in the middle of that day were isolated, "Since then, the demons have been deeper, and the demons in the Seven Slaughter Swords have become heavier."

Lu Bupin began to gradually break the defense of the black on the chess game, and slowly encroached so that white chess occupied most of the chess game, he raised his glass to blow hot tea, and said before drinking: "The sword demon enters the heart, the killing intention does not stop, and the demon cannot escape."

The lights of thousands of homes are bright in the north wind and cold night, and the beggar looks at the paper window opposite the teahouse, looking at the two affectionate figures. There was a solemn thought flickering in his eyebrows, and finally he sighed in the distance, so that the remorse that he spit out melted into the whistling wind.

"But he thought about his beloved woman day and night on the eve of preparing for the First World War, and this affection made him break through the demon and prompted Jiang Guo to leave." The two fingers were crisp, and the sunspots resounded crisply on the chessboard, and Liu Taijing's confident affirmation reverberated under the lingering aftersound, "It's you."

Lu Bupin's expression was awe-inspiring, he fell like an axe, and said in a mysterious breaking sound: "The love of children is long, and the fruit that has been tasted should not be left by the core. In this world, there are wild flowers everywhere, and he is alone, so why worry?"

The streets were deserted, and the lonely figure of the beggar seemed out of place with everything around him. And when someone in the building exclaimed, "It's snowing!" He looked up at the desolate dark sky, and was awakely cooled by the snowflakes falling into his collar. He suddenly realized that the night was nearly the end of the year, and he was still alone, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

"On the ninth floor of the inner city, he is also a single branch, but a broken branch." Liu Taijing's expression was also a little sad, and the melancholy ground and the falling sunspots also sounded dull loneliness, "Emperor Jingcheng wants to turn a dragon into an immortal, but what he can do is not to be this emperor of the ages. He was for Le Wushuang, who was pushed off the flower boat by him back then, in order to rewrite the past that he regretted. He thought that becoming an immortal would bring Le Wushuang back from the dead, but Yuanji, King Jin and King Qin didn't expect that in order to achieve this purpose, Emperor Jingcheng was even willing to sacrifice his own parents and daughters alive. This move made Yuan Ji break through the Sorrowful Demon Realm and turn the tide, but because of this, his muscles and veins were broken, and the oil ran out."

With two knocks, Lu Bupin knocked on the table with chess, he took a deep breath in the crisp voice, and said melancholy: "Only these last two realms, I'm afraid it depends on his own creation."

The individual customers in the teahouse dispersed one after another, and the colorful snow was overwhelming, sprinkled with the bodies of beggars. With his hands in his sleeves and his back against the door of the teahouse, his legs stiffly stretched out, he tripped over the guests who walked out.

The man scolded and dusted off the snow chips that provoked him, and turned around to scold the beggar, but suddenly he found that the beggar was motionless, and his eyes were squinted. With a puzzled look on his face, he just looked straight at the sky.

He seemed to freeze to death.

"The Sixth Realm, Dreads." Liu Taijing landed safely, staring at the sunspots that had been eaten all over the chessboard, "In the first battle on the ninth floor, he fought for death, fearless of life and death, breaking through fear, it is the last step of turning into an immortal. It's just ......."

His retreating hand let go of the chessboard and took the teacup instead.

"Just what?" Lu Bupin looked at Liu Taijing calmly, "Your Majesty invited the grass people to drink tea today, telling Yuan Ji the hardships of breaking the six demons. But in the end, why don't you finish his life and end up with this last son?"

Liu Taijing looked at the teacup, holding his three fingers slightly, but his eyes looked at Lu Bupin, and said, "

Mr. Lu, you have done your best to pave the way forward, so that Yuanji has come all the way to the present day. But have you ever wondered what you would do if there were no immortals in the sky?"

The words were like the sighs of the crowd gathered in front of the door, revealing different emotions for the frozen beggar.

"The last realm, the Devil." Lu Bupin picked up the white son and gestured to Liu Taijing, and immediately landed next to the sunspot on the chessboard who was left alone in the Tianyuan position, "It's me."

Syllable!

The crisp sound of falling children seems to have broken the wind and snow and sighs here, and it has become the only swan song.

Lu Bupin got up and took the umbrella handed by Xiao Er, he opened it and walked out of the teahouse, and when he walked on the street, he suddenly heard Liu Taijing's call.

"Mr. Deer."

The deer stopped in the snow, and the snow chips fell along the edge of the umbrella. He looked sideways at Liu Taijing through the window and asked, "What other questions does Your Majesty have?"

Liu Taijing held up the teacup in his hand and said, "I believe that there are immortals in the sky."

The teacup danced with his arm, as if it were spilling the hot tea out of it very slowly.

The splash fell out the window.

The thin figure carried Yuanji, stepping on the steps step by step and walking down.

The rustling of footsteps echoed through the emptiness, and the ghostly candlelight on the stone wall illuminated the faces that were not easy to embarrass the real people.

He gently put Motoyoshi down and walked forward.

The heaven and earth below this staircase is a cave, and the curved round platform connects the steps. The ground was covered with deep ravines, cracked lines glowing a lonely red, and in the center was a large furnace. Z.br>

The boiling furnace was burning with steaming red flames, and it was not easy for a real person to reach out and touch the lid of the furnace, and suddenly he was scalded by the hot lid and grinned and screamed.