"Such a supreme sword, such a high way of ancient and modern integration......"

"Chu Weiyang, you can turn back at any time, yes, the Sword Sect didn't live with you in the past, but you said, no matter what kind of request, just say it, as long as the Sword Sect can do it, for the sake of such a sword dao swordsmanship, I will definitely be willing to repay you!"

"You are not just living behind their hate, you are living on their behalf, and they also expect you to live better and live more ......."

"Such a high way of magic, such a sword ......"

It was probably the first time that Song Qingxi had used this method to comfort others, and at first, he could still see the clear regulations, but Chu Weiyang only said nothing, and let him not continue to say a few words, and finally became poor in words.

And in the process of Song Qingxi talking to himself, in the already dark golden mist, the part that belonged to the gilded Shenhua was still constantly decreasing.

Soon, with the mist itself returning to its gray-black smoke and dust nature, and perhaps especially the return of the "Demon Suppression Cave" at the level of the divine soul, the soul and mind of Song Qingxi once again fell into pain and torment, and the sinking of continuous rotation.

Furthermore, Song Qingxi's words, which were originally becoming more and more poor, also became incoherent.

And gradually, it was not just a manifestation of incoherent speech, it was very good, and Song Qingxi's soul sound made that painful sucking sound between intermittent sounds.

At a certain moment, she raised her head and looked in the direction where Chu Weiyang's thoughts and thoughts were hanging, as if she had exhausted all of her remaining sanity.

"Kill me......"

"Kill...... Kill me......"

"Kill ......"

It's just that even such words have not triggered Chu Weiyang's response in the slightest, from beginning to end, the thoughts and thoughts of the Taoist people are just hanging high there, just like the extremely deep place of the grotto that Chu Weiyang looked at every day in the past, except for the eternal darkness that has lasted for many years, the depths of the cave have never given the desperate Chu Weiyang the slightest feedback.

Now, the same is true.

Moreover, soon, along with Song Qingxi's thoughts and thoughts, the concept of death began to jump out, and then, the concept itself stirred up the memory, and the memory itself reflected the qi machine, and the qi machine again pulled the sword intent.

So in an instant, the sky full of sword intent galaxy reflected thousands of sword qi, and then fell into the world like a rain waterfall, and the sword turned into a streamer, all of which penetrated the gray-black mist.

Then, under Chu Weiyang's gaze, Song Qingxi's divine form once again fell into a state of self-fragmentation and madness, and in the gray-black mist, a looming yin spirit silhouette appeared, biting at Song Qingxi's divine form itself.

The supreme sword path that had just taught Song Qingxi to flock to it, felt both longing and longing, and was frightened and feared by it, cut Song Qingxi's soul and true spirit in this way.

However, such changes do not seem to last long.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, a gilded Shenhua evaporated from the gray-black mist.

Between the lightning and the stone fire, all the magic swords in the sky returned to their original positions in the galaxy, and all the outlines of the yin spirits disappeared, in this fog that was originally dark gold, constantly changing towards the gilded gods, Song Qingxi's divine form was once again revealed, like the drowning man, while regaining his senses, while gasping violently.

And with the changes here in Song Qingxi, when the time came, the "Law Aspect Heaven and Earth" of the Six True Diagrams, which had just stopped for a while, started to operate again.

The vast Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi went and returned, wrapped in the gilded Shenxia, as well as the wisps of Dao Fruit power that were revealed little by little, at the same time, towards the six true heart diagrams of Chu Weiyang's body at the same time.

In the same way, Song Qingxi, who gradually regained his senses, also began to look at the thoughts and thoughts that were still hanging in the mountains and rivers sword realm with an almost desperate gaze.

Whether it is stubbornness, madness, or even such words as being deceitful or not, there are many kinds of mixed opinions in this world to refer to the monks of the Sword Sect, and to refer to the monks of the Sword Sect.

They're going crazy thinking about menstrual supplementation!

But whoever it is, he has to recognize one thing, such as the cultivators of the Sword Sect, such as the heirs of the Intercepting Clouds, how not to mention the talents and abilities of this sect, they are at least truly Dao hearts are extremely in the way of the sword.

For the sake of the sword, in order to complete the sword scripture, they dare to do anything, and they can do everything.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qingxi, who was also carried out by such a thought, whether Rao is reborn or sparse, no matter how incoherent, he always has a real "full of blood" to teach Chu Weiyang to see, but the divine thought of Bisheng is just hanging in this way, he doesn't say a word, and he just looks at the mountains and rivers sword world like this for a long time.

That kind of gloomy charm itself can almost teach Song Qingxi's "blood" is like falling into an ice cellar.

Song Qingxi can also understand that this chill is the real indelible hatred in Chu Weiyang's emotions, and things seem to have fallen into some kind of dead end, dead loop-

Chu Weiyang's hatred could not be relieved, and this supreme sword path could not be passed on to the hands of the Sword Sect, and it was destined to wither the fortunes of the Qianyuan Sword Sect because of the more magnificent and noble sword dao method in the future, and even withered in the years.

But if you want to alleviate Chu Weiyang's hatred and make the supreme sword path method be continued, I am afraid that according to Chu Weiyang's state of mind, I am afraid that I will only be willing to slaughter all the upper and lower doors of the Sword Sect.

But if it really follows Chu Weiyang's thoughts, even if he asks for the supreme sword method, who should he teach to cultivate?

It is precisely thinking about this that for a long time, the more rational Song Qingxi is, the more desperate he seems because of it.

And at this moment, I felt the changes in the process of the gilded Shenhua wandering in the process of his six true form catalogs, and then saw Song Qingxi, who was more and more desperate in silence.

There is no pain in itself about being insensitive.

And even if it was just for the gilded Shenhua itself, which appeared one after another, Chu Weiyang needed to teach Song Qingxi to climb out of this desperate state of mind.

So, in the silence for a long time, Chu Weiyang spoke slowly.

"Song Qingxi, now that you are in prison, take a look, this gilded Shenxia, this power of the Dao Fruit! The fragments of your Jindan Dao Fruit and Natal Magic Weapon are all in the hands of the Poor Dao, and even your body has to kill the Transformation Demon in the open sea to earn your life! ”

"Even you yourself are clay sculptures and stone sculptures, you are stuck in the mud, it is difficult to protect yourself, what qualifications do you have, dare to be shy, tell the poor Dao, the Sword Sect can give me anything?"

"You can't even make up your own mind now!"

"Besides, Sword Sect? What can the Sword Sect give me? You are trapped in the poor mountain and river sword realm, not to mention that even the eyesight of the great cultivator of the Jindan realm has been lost! ”

"In front of a sword method like Poor Dao, do you still want to give a condescending handout?"

"Arrogance! Arrogant! Arrogant! I don't know it! ”

At this time, Song Qingxi was not afraid that Chu Weiyang would scold herself, she was only afraid that Chu Weiyang would not say a word.

So, just when Chu Weiyang's angry voice was still echoing in the mountains and rivers sword realm, in the gilded divine glow, Song Qingxi's voice hurriedly sounded.

"Yes, it is the fault of the poor, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant and unknowing......"

"Then don't mention the Sword Sect, don't mention everything, I'm already in prison, as long as I can continue this supreme sword path, I am willing to atone for my sins and atone for the Sword Sect."

"Nope! Atonement for me! ”

"When is the time for retribution, people can't be resurrected after death, if you want to hate, this hatred will be endless, okay, kill the poor Dao today, kill the poor Dao in the future, and one day the Sword Sect will be wiped out by you, how can this hatred be relieved?"

"It will only eat away at your mind, and at that time, all the reasons that should have been explanatory have already died in your hands."

"I ......"

Without waiting for Song Qingxi to say anything more, in the same place, in the reflection of thoughts and thoughts, Chu Weiyang's divine form suddenly condensed in the mountain and river sword realm.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang had already walked slowly in front of Song Qingxi.

He looked down in front of him, wearing a purple and gold robe, showing a cold and indifferent temperament because he had regained his senses, and he looked like an iceberg lotus flower.

In the midst of the cold gaze, Chu Weiyang suddenly let out a sneer.

"Are you teaching a Yuanmen monk how to relieve the hatred in his heart? Do you know what cause and effect are and what are fortunes? ”

"You want atonement?"

"Good! He said that he was poor and could promise you......"

"Nope! This time, I promised you that I could atone for your own sins! ”

"Do you promise to refine your true spirit and take away your physical body in the future?"

In the same place, Song Qingxi fell silent.

So, Chu Weiyang continued to sneer.

"Let you recite the "Heart-devouring Calling Mantra", recite it now, recite it as the kendo elder of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, you promise no!"

There was still silence.

"Let you control the poor Dao this galaxy sword diagram, control this magic weapon sword pill, kill one person in the Sword Sect but one person in the Poor Dao can live the Sword Sect, you, can you agree!"

For a long time, it is a dead silence within a dead silence, a silence within a silence.

Chu Weiyang's words seemed to teach Song Qingxi to struggle impatiently out of the quagmire of despair, then grabbed her hair again, and pulled her head into the mud again.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang seemed to be very angry, but he didn't even smile.

"You see, it's not that the poor way is unwilling to relieve the root cause, but today you are the root cause, and you want to see the truth, and you want to pay nothing but cause and effect."

"Hah! Ru Sword Sect, true demon! ”

"Besides, Song Qingxi, your Dao heart of the Supreme Golden Pill Great Cultivator Realm is extremely superior to the Sword Sect? Or is it extremely kendo? ”

Rarely, hesitating, Song Qingxi seemed to struggle out of the mud.

"I ...... I do not know. ”

In the same place, Chu Weiyang shook his head, and Shi Shiran walked away.

"No, you know, you just don't want to figure it out for yourself yet!

That's all for today, but if you really want to alleviate something from the root, and the poor Dao only talks about one thing at the moment, then the power of the Golden Pill Dao Fruit is useful for my cultivation of the Fa, and you think about what to do. ”

When the words fell, Chu Weiyang's divine form faded.

In the same place, for a long time, bathed in gilded gods, Song Qingxi seemed to be engaged in repeated entanglements.

Finally, she sighed.

Chu Weiyang...... Please...... Kill me......"

For the first time, Song Qingxi took the initiative to lead the change of death with a certain idea of living towards death.

In the next moment, the galaxy fell like a waterfall.

And perhaps it is precisely because this is also the first time that Song Qingxi is bathed in a gilded divine glow, she is in an unprecedented state of sanity, feeling the pain of ten thousand swords penetrating her heart, and feeling the damage of the supreme sword path she longs for to her soul and true spirit.

Finally, in the unbearable pain, Teach Song Qingxi's divine form to let out a terrible roar.

"Ahh——!h

Ten thousand mountains are not allowed to run a stream, blocking the sound of the stream day and night.

The realm of mountains and rivers encompasses everything that happened in the meantime, but the unprecedentedly strong feeling of pain seems to be actively urging something, transmitted to the closely intertwined distant sky.

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