Yu Canghai's sword is not only aimed at Yibailong.

His sword, out against all.

Even He Ziru and Gongsun Wuyu and others fell into their own different emotions in an instant, unable to extricate themselves.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, it was eerily quiet, as if there was an invisible layer of clouds.

Yu Canghai always maintained the posture of drawing half of his sword, did not draw his sword completely, nor did he withdraw it, with a hesitant and jealous expression on his face.

No one moved.

All of them are like clay sculptures carved from wood.

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

People are stuck in their own knots.

If you are human, you have a heart.

If there is a heart, there will be a heart knot.

An untieable knot.

Yun Que's eyes blurred, and the surrounding scenery cracked one after another, and then reorganized into a desolate Hou Mansion.

He became the son of his childhood, alone, standing in a deserted back house.

The autumn wind blows, and a fallen leaf spins and falls at your feet.

On this day, it was when Yun Que learned that his father's bad news had returned.

The sadness was only for a moment, a black glow flashed in Yun Que's eyes, and the picture of the Hou Mansion disappeared, and the Lechuan Sword River appeared in front of him.

With a trace of clarity in his heart, Yun Que broke free from the sorrow of his childhood and escaped into the space of knowing the sea.

By the river, there stood a figure in a black robe.

"Uncle ...... Dead"

As soon as Yun Que opened his mouth, he saw that something was wrong with the empty death's demeanor, and his eyes were low at the moment, and he was dressed in a black robe without wind.

"The power of the heart calamity, no confusion has been struck."

Empty Death said a few words briefly, solving Yun Que's doubts.

"Yu Canghai really has the intention to rob the sword! Uncle Dead help me!" Cloud lacks a way.

If there is no time to die, then the Sea Devil Sword that Yu Canghai found overseas is the Heart Robbery Sword, one of the Nine Tribulations, but the name has been changed to avoid people's eyes.

The combat power of the void, Yun Que never doubted.

Any sword spirit in the Nine Tribulations is attacking, Yun Que is not afraid, because Uncle Death is in his own sea and can fight at any time.

But this time, the cloud is missing.

"Can't help."

The whisper of empty death, with a hint of regret.

Yun Que was greatly surprised, and said, "Could it be that Uncle Death can't beat that Wu Confusion?"

"Fighting, he's no match for me."

Empty Death said in a deep voice: "But the special thing about the Heart Tribulation Sword, I have no way to restrain it, he can use the power of the Heart Tribulation to stimulate people's inner demons, and this inner demon is your own inner demon, I am a dead man, I can't do anything about the power of confusing the heart, if you want to crack it, you can only rely on yourself."

The Empty Dead revealed the truth that he couldn't help.

After listening to this, Yun Que found that the dead uncle in front of him had become a little different than before, as if he was a little older, and there was an invisible sense of powerlessness.

It turns out that Uncle Death is not omnipotent......

Yun Que sighed in his heart and introspected.

Looking back on this journey into the world of cultivating immortals, I have always been flat all the way, and the empty death is a huge umbrella, always sheltering myself from the wind and rain.

But sometimes, no matter how big the umbrella is, it can't block those unknown crises.

If you want to be truly strong, you can only rely on yourself.

At this moment, Yun Que's state of mind became extremely peaceful.

"I know Uncle Death, since it's my own heart calamity, I'll break it myself."

Yun Que didn't say much, but he said it sonorously.

The empty dead silently looked at the junior in front of him and nodded slowly.

"The ability of the heart robbery sword, can make people have demons, wear out the will, only not afraid of the demons, can really fight with it, I believe you have the ability to crack the demons, the sword river is strong with the strength of your mind, no fighting spirit, the sword river will always be silent, when you really have the fighting spirit, it is the time when the river rushes to the sky."

With the sound of empty death, waves appeared on the boundless river, and countless whirlpools appeared on the surface of the river.

The big waves are beginning to brew

Ferment!

Yun Que heard the roar of ten thousand swords.

The undulating sword river is also like the undulating mood of the clouds.

Without saying more, Yun Que's eyes were full of determination, turned around, and disappeared into the sea of knowledge.

You can only crack your own heart calamity.

Yun Que wants to crack the confusing power brought by this Heart Tribulation Sword!

The scenery in front of you returns to the empty Hou Mansion again.

The fallen leaves are scattered, the sunset is falling, and the whole Hou Mansion is desolate.

"Even if it's a person, I can do it!"

Yun Que clenched his fists fiercely, but the cold wind that whistled made his small figure tremble in fear.

Can you really do it alone......

The faith that had just gathered gradually drifted away with the cold wind.

There was a light snow falling from the sky.

Soon the Hou Mansion became silvery white.

Under the bare old tree, stood the lonely prince of the Hou Mansion.

Yun Que always clenched his fists fiercely, but he couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit in his heart.

I know that this is a confusing force, but it is difficult to resist.

Otherwise, it's better to go down like this, be an idle marquis, and finish a boring life......

A thought was born like a weed in the heart, growing wildly in the bleak snowy scene.

No way......

No way!

The father has not yet been wronged, how can the prince of the Hou Mansion be so discouraged!

Another thought, growing in the snowflakes.

That is Yun Que's persistence, unwilling to ignore everyone's obsession.

The two thoughts, like two voices, rose and fell alternately, stirring Yun Que upset.

Holding his head in pain, he crouched under the dead tree, letting the snowflakes spread all over his body.

A trace of coldness fell silently with the snowflakes.

That's not real snow, it's a man's inner demons.

As soon as it is completely frozen by snowflakes, the mind and mind will dissipate and become a walking corpse.

The snow in the yard is getting heavier and heavier.

Yun Que's small figure was like a snowman, and he never moved.

The coldness transmitted to his heart made Yun Que more and more lazy, and he wanted to fall asleep and be relieved.

It turns out that the demons in the heart are so terrible......

The only remaining trace of clarity in the clouds is difficult to preserve.

He never underestimated the heart of the sword.

It's just that I didn't expect that this kind of demonic power was so strong that I couldn't resist it at all.

As his mind gradually fell silent, Yun Que heard a slight insect chirp.

It was the cry of a cricket, which was very pleasant on a summer night and made people fall asleep.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Yun Que saw his father sitting under the tree with a gentle smile on his face.

"Daddy!"

Yun Missing called out, and Yun Changji smiled and pointed to a round wooden box at his feet.

In the wooden box, there are two crickets fighting.

One of them was defeated and soon had a leg bitten off, hiding in a corner and refusing to fight again, completely losing his fighting spirit.

A familiar scene is Yun Que's childhood experience.

In the summer nights, he often fought crickets with his father, but he never won once.

"My general has lost again, Dad, you are cheating! I'm sure you've fed your crickets something delicious!"

Yun Que subconsciously repeated the words of his childhood.

"It's your general who doesn't have the fighting spirit." Yun Changji smiled.

"I've fed him a lot of little ants, and he's so full! How can there be no fighting spirit?" Yun Que wondered.

"Eating enough is not the same as fighting spirit, disturbing their minds, messing with their body and skin, shocking their souls, starving their stomachs, in order to stimulate the strongest fighting spirit of crickets, they are not fighting for food, but because of hunger, because of anger, you have to remember that only by treating the opponent as food to fill the stomach can you bite the strongest teeth."

Yun Changji's voice was as calm as ever.

Voice

Backward, the figure gradually dissipated into nothingness.

It was not the real Yun Changji, but a memory of Yun Que.

It is precisely because of this memory that Yun Que understands what fighting spirit is!

The confused look gradually turned into coldness.

Yun Que stood up from the snow and stood alone in the center of the Hou Mansion.

At this moment, he is no longer a lonely son, but the Marquis of Yanmen!

The snow stopped at some point.

The wind, I don't know when it stopped.

In the largest room of the Hou Mansion, a light was lit.

Under the lights, it is the little marquis who has studied tirelessly.

It's the little marquis who smells the chicken and dances and practices swords day and night!

Yun Que finally remembered.

Since his father died in battle, he has not wasted a day, and he has always held a resolute heart, fighting secretly for himself and for his father.

Do whatever it takes, but also fight against the so-called fate!

Grunt.

There was a rattle in my stomach.

Yun Que suddenly laughed and said to himself:

"I'm hungry."

With this whisper, the surrounding scenery shattered, and the power of confusion finally collapsed completely in front of the resolute heart.

Fighting spirit, back again.