Song Zhishu looked at the pages on the table that kept turning over because of the breeze.

Just like my current mood, it is chaotic and disorderly.

Regarding the plan of Bai Haochen's two brothers, as well as the disposition given by the Law Enforcement Hall, Song Zhishu is thinking about what to do, is there a way? There seems to be no way, nothing can be done at all.

A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart again, just as when the saint's sword fetus was taken away, there was nothing he could do.

As Lu Ming reminded, the force he had to face was very strong, and there was no way to fight it.

knew that he was deliberately planting the blame, but he could only watch.

Song Zhishu was silent, and after telling himself not to think too much, he closed the doors and windows and sat up, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, condensing it in his body, and nourishing his body and meridians, but for some reason, he could not calm down.

Even when I was cultivating, I found that the meridians were a little blocked, and they were not as smooth as before.

After Song Zhishu felt the depression in his chest and the chaotic mind, he gave up cultivation after a long time, walked back to the table, and began to write and read various articles silently, wanting to completely calm himself down and dissolve the depression in his chest.

Three days passed, and Song Zhishu stayed at home and didn't go anywhere.

As usual, I was either cultivating or reading and writing.

Early one morning.

Song Zhishu stood by the window, put down the pen and paper, and looked at the article he had just copied with a calm expression.

The handwriting is sloppy, there is no beauty at all, it is worse than when I first read the book, that is, the heart can't calm down, and the depression in my chest is also blocked, and it can't be resolved at all.

This is true not only today, but also for articles transcribed for several days in a row.

The cultivation is also the same as before, there is no progress, on the contrary, it has regressed slightly compared to before, which is a problem with the state of mind.

"It's hard to get depressed, I can't calm down, let alone cultivate, I can't even read, forget it, let's go out for a walk."

Song Zhishu looked at the article in front of him and muttered to himself, with a slight smile in his eyes, this kind of smile did not mean anything else, but was full of helplessness, staying at home would only make him more and more disturbed, it was better to go out for a walk and divert his attention.

After tidying up a bit, everything is organized.

Song Zhishu closed the door and came to the street.

In Mingyue City, as far as the eye can see, the streets are full of traffic, people come and go, some people are happy because of the harvest, and some people are sad because of their faces, as usual, there is no change.

Song Zhishu was a bit like an outsider, quietly watching what was happening on the street, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Taihao Sword Sect is too big, maybe what I encountered will not affect anything at all, who doesn't have a time when there is nothing to do? Why should you keep it in mind? Song Zhishu muttered to himself, feeling that it seemed much better to think like this.

Even the depression in his chest was not as strong as before, and his mood calmed down a lot.

Song Zhishu continued to walk, without a purpose, but sometimes he would stop and understand what he saw.

"Is it Senior Brother Song?"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice rang out, with consternation.

Song Zhishu turned his head and found that Su Wanyun, who he hadn't seen for a long time, was standing behind him, the other party's realm had already reached the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, and he wanted to gain a lot during this time, and his cultivation had increased.

"Senior Sister Su." Song Zhishu nodded, his voice was flat, and there was no intimacy with him.

"Senior Brother Song has practiced Qi at the ninth level."

Su Wanyun just wanted to speak, but soon felt that the aura on Song Zhishu's body was very strong, much stronger than herself, and there was a little shock in her eyes for a while.

Thinking back to the beginning, the other party was only the second level of Qi training, but now I haven't seen him for a while, and he has improved so fast.

It looks similar, but Su Wanyun only entered the seventh layer of Qi cultivation some time ago, so in comparison, it is not the same thing at all.

Therefore, in addition to being shocked, there was also a wave of envy in her heart, after reaching the ninth layer of Qi training, it was expected to build a foundation.

At that time, the two are not characters of the same level, and the identity gap will be very large.

Building a foundation can promote the outer disciples, and you can get more resources from the sect.

Perhaps the gap will get bigger and bigger in the future.

How could Su Wanyun not move?

"Well, Senior Sister Su is also making good progress." Song Zhishu nodded, didn't explain much, just said in passing.

"Where can I compare to Senior Brother Song?"

Su Wanyun smiled, she wanted to be closer and closer to the front, after all, there is a relationship that can be expected to build a foundation, and her situation will be better in the future.

But soon, she seemed to remember something, her face became a little ugly, and then she couldn't help but take two steps back, trying to stay away from Song Zhishu as much as possible, and her tone became lighter: "It's just a fluke." ”

"Why is Senior Sister Su afraid of being influenced by me?"

Song Zhishu smiled when he saw this, Lu Ming had a reminder a few days ago, so he knew what was going on, and couldn't help but speak: "It stands to reason that the relationship between Bai Qiuyu and Bai Qiuyu you climbed shouldn't be afraid, right?" ”

Su Wanyun and Bai Qiuyu patrolled the mountains before, and they must have known each other, even if Bai Qiuyu wanted to target the people around him, he would not be stupid enough to do anything to anyone who had anything to do with him.

But now even the other party is behaving like this, so you can imagine how far those remarks have gotten.

"Senior Brother Song laughed, a low-level disciple like Senior Sister, where did he get into Senior Brother Bai's eyes, he didn't care, some people would care."

Su Wanyun smiled bitterly after hearing this, being able to patrol the mountains with Bai Qiuyu is just a loan, and he is just a miscellaneous disciple, even if he is a little beautiful, the class gap is too big.

What's more, even if Bai Qiuyu has many people around her who want to please, it is not impossible to attack her.

It's just an innocuous little role, and no one will care.

Song Zhishu did not speak.

Because what the other party said was right, even Liu Qing and those few could give up directly, not to mention Su Wanyun? Bai Qiuyu's viciousness, he didn't know about it before, but after a series of recent events, Song Zhishu completely understood.

"Senior Brother Song, if there is nothing else to do, Senior Sister will take the first step, and in the future... Again in the future. ”

Su Wanyun spoke up, with a slightly anxious look in her eyes, obviously she didn't want to talk to Song Zhishu more, there have been too many rumors in the city recently, and they can't bear it, if they are misunderstood, the fairy road will be ruined.

"Okay, junior sister, go slowly."

Song Zhishu nodded, just wanting to say more.

But soon, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure and agreed directly.

"Senior Brother Xie."

Su Wanyun bowed, quickly turned around, and then disappeared into the crowd without looking back.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu did not speak, but walked in another direction, looking for the familiar figure.

Fortunately, the man was not fast because he was pulling a cart, and there was an old woman and a child about five or six years old on it.

Song Zhishu quickly caught up, frowned slightly after seeing this scene, and said gently: "Wang Zhuang? ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately put down the cart and turned his head, and when he saw Song Zhishu, his eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't stop being surprised, and immediately hurriedly bowed down to salute: "Immortal Master Song?" The little Wang Zhuang has seen Song Xianchang. ”

That's right, this person is Wang Zhuang, the messenger who sent a letter to Song Zhishu and gave him an umbrella.

At this moment, Wang Zhuang was very surprised, and he didn't know how to speak after seeing the ceremony, so he could only keep grinding his trouser legs with his hands, and finally thought of shouting: "Mother, Cui'er, come down and see Song Xianchang, I told you before." ”

The old woman on the cart was also shocked when she heard the words fairy chief, pulled her granddaughter out of the car, and was about to kneel down immediately.

This is an immortal, a great person, a mortal like himself doesn't say anything, it's rare to see him.

"The elderly don't have to be like this."

Without waiting for the old man and the young to kneel down, Song Zhishu raised his hand to help the two of them up, naturally not wanting to receive such a big gift.

The old woman didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly retreated, and the immortal chief's hand couldn't touch it much.

As for the girl, she looked at Song Zhishu with wide eyes, her eyes were full of curiosity, she was still young, she didn't understand what the word fairy chief meant, she just felt that the big brother in front of her was close.

Song Zhishu smiled, then looked at the cart behind Wang Zhuang, as well as the various burdens on it, and couldn't help asking: "What?" You're leaving Bright Moon City? ”

"Yes, Immortal Chief, the Xianmen system has been restructured, the rent in Mingyue City has risen sharply, there was originally an errand to deliver letters, and it could also support the family, but I don't know why some time ago, the shopkeeper suddenly said that there were enough people, and the small one was dismissed."

"It's actually nothing to dismiss, the little one wants to find another errand, it's a big deal to work harder, but I ran to more than a dozen places, and they all said that I don't want to be old, and the little one really has no choice, so I can only leave with the old and young, otherwise I really can't live."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhuang couldn't help sighing, with helplessness, thinking that what he has now is strength, why don't you want to be old?

But he has no way, and there is no way, and there is a family to support, so if he doesn't leave and stay in the city, won't he wait for death?

After Song Zhishu heard this, he was nothing at first, but the more he listened, the more wrong it became, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Because he suddenly knew what was going on.

A mortal like Wang Zhuang, although there are many people in the city, he will not lack work to do, but why was he suddenly dismissed, and he ran to more than a dozen places and no one wanted him? The reason is naturally very simple, it is targeted.

It's Bai Qiuyu again.

Just because it has something to do with you, even mortals don't let go?

Song Zhishu clenched his fists slightly, the anger in his heart slowly ignited again, and the originally calm depression in his chest surged again, but in the end, he had no choice but to let go of his hand and said gently: "Is there anything I can help you?" ”

"Song Xianchang, you are a good person, only you will talk to someone like the little one, and it is a great blessing for the little one to meet you."

"Don't bother with small things, individuals have their own lives, and it's not that they can't live after they're gone, Song Xianchang doesn't need to worry about it, the small ones are not worth it."

Wang Zhuang shook his head, then bowed down and replied, with a smile on his face: "Look at it, the little one won't say anything auspicious, I used to learn two sentences from the shopkeeper, and before leaving, the little one wished Song Xian Chang a successful immortal in the future." ”

Song Zhishu didn't speak, just nodded, because he really couldn't say anything.

In the end, the two chatted a few more words.

It's not early, and Wang Zhuang is about to set off.

At dusk, the sun is setting in the west, and the remnant sun is like blood.

Song Zhishu stood in place, looking ahead, not far away Wang Zhuang walked to the front of the cart, like an old ox, pulling the old and young in the car, slowly walking towards the city gate, and finally couldn't help but spit out a few more words.

"Forget it again?"

The depression in his chest had been suppressed, but now there was a sign of a resurgence.

If Li Dao and others were targeted and fell into a trap because they were deceived by interests, it is understandable, and it is not absolutely innocent.

But what about Wang Zhuang? How innocent, the other party is just a mere mortal, he can't affect anything, and he doesn't have the slightest threat, but because of his own reasons, he ended up taking the family away from Mingyue City.

Song Zhishu really didn't know what to say, and looked at the direction Wang Zhuang left for a while, and finally walked forward slowly.

There is really nothing he can do, if he really chooses to help, then Bai Qiuyu will undoubtedly get the news there, and then Wang Zhuang is afraid that he will have to face a more miserable end, not just as simple as leaving.

So in the end, Song Zhishu still didn't do anything, and he couldn't do it, just walking aimlessly on the street, but his heart couldn't calm down no matter what.

After a stick of incense, Song Zhishu stopped, then raised his head, looked at the familiar Mingyue Academy, hesitated for a moment and walked in.

I have questions in my heart, and I have a lot of chaotic thoughts, and I can't sort them out.

Therefore, I would like to consult Mr. Wenyuan to get the answer and clear my doubts.

In the Bright Moon Academy, the flowers overflow with fragrance.

In one courtyard, two figures sat opposite each other, and the tea on the table did not move for half a minute.

"Gentleman confused?"

Zhou Wenyuan looked at Song Zhishu, who was silent in front of him, and was the first to speak, he could see that Song Zhishu had a depression in his heart that he couldn't vent.

"Yes, please sir teach me." Song Zhishu nodded, because he was really helpless, and he didn't know what to do.

"The old man also knows the results of Song Xiaoyou's friends." Zhou Wenyuan pondered for a moment and replied: "The punishment given to them by the Taihao Sword Sect Law Enforcement Hall is indeed more serious, but the matter has come to this, and Xiaoyou has done his best. ”

"Brother Ping'an told the old man a lot, someone is deliberately targeting you, it can be described as a careful plan, there are no loopholes, the old man only wants to get ahead, but what kind of way can you use? Everyone knows they're dealing with you, but they've never directly attacked Xiaoyou, so it's useless to use any reason. ”

When Song Zhishu heard this, he raised his head and showed doubts: "Could it be that these things I encountered, when I saw them, I could only forget them?" ”

Mr. Wen Yuan's thoughts, why don't you understand, don't understand?

But I still feel uncomfortable.

My chest was even more panicked because of that incident, and I couldn't vent it.

Zhou Wenyuan sighed slightly, and continued to persuade: "That force is very strong, it's not something you can resist now, Song Xiaoyou, you will have high achievements in the future, sometimes you don't need to be in a hurry, the road ahead is long, and there will be a time when Xiaoyou can come out." ”

Speaking of which, Zhou Wenyuan drank a cup of tea, why didn't he know that such an explanation was a bit far-fetched?

But what can be done? Even if you help with all your might, you can't change the situation.

The matter of Taihao Sword Sect, not to explain the Yue Academy, Confucianism can't control it, Zhou Wenyuan chose to persuade, just to alleviate the depression in Song Zhishu's chest, so that he would not drill the tip of the horns, as I said just now, there is a long way to go.

Song Zhishu has the posture of a saint, he can't just be stumped by one thing, the other party has a more long-term future.

"Sir, the student understands."

Song Zhishu spoke, fell silent, and did not continue to speak.

As Mr. Wen Yuan said, he is too weak now, and he really can't do anything, and he doesn't even have a reason to come out.

What can I do?

No way.

After a long time, Zhou Wenyuan saw that Song Zhishu still didn't speak, and said again: "Song Xiaoyou, the old man has a suggestion, it's better to stay away from this land of right and wrong first, travel thousands of miles, relieve the depression in his chest, or maybe after traveling thousands of miles, you can think about everything clearly." ”

His meaning is very simple, that is, let Song Zhishu leave first, don't be implicated by the things around him, and whether it is practicing or studying, the most taboo is confused, and Zhou Wenyuan also doesn't want the other party to be affected.

If you stay in the Taihao Sword Sect all the time, it is easy to fall deeper and deeper, this is not the way.

Leave?

Song Zhishu's expression was calm, and he also knew that Mr. Wen Yuan was for his own good, but now that he was affected by external objects, he couldn't cultivate, and he couldn't meditate when he was studying, so leaving inside was indeed a feasible way.

The most important thing is that he is at the peak of the Confucian realm of knowing the saints, and after walking those thousands of miles, he may be able to reach the realm of knowledge and travel.

Then thoroughly understand the meaning of perfect qi training, and use this Confucianism and Immortal Dao to break through together.

And everything that is happening now is all because of lack of strength...

At this point, Song Zhishu stood up and bowed: "Thank you Mr. Wenyuan for teaching, and the students will leave first according to what Mr. Wen said." ”

If you don't leave, you can only watch, in the future, things like Wang Zhuang may happen all the time, out of the Taihao Sword Sect, travel thousands of miles, maybe you have another opinion.

"Song Xiaoyou can figure it out, and the old man is very relieved."

When Zhou Wenyuan heard the answer, he was also relieved, afraid that Song Zhishu would not listen to anything now.

Immediately, the two chatted a few words, but they were not Confucian principles, and it was indeed difficult for Song Zhishu to have that kind of mind now.

Soon after, Song Zhishu bid farewell to Zhou Wenyuan and walked out of Mingyue Academy.

After returning home, he first cleaned up, then took out his identity order arrow and rushed to the recording hall.

If the miscellaneous disciples want to leave the sect without a task, they need to go to the recording hall to register and get the travel jade talisman, otherwise if they go out without permission, it will be a broken door rule.

Of course, the registration process is not complicated, and Song Zhishu will get it done quickly, but it will take seven days to wait for approval.

After leaving the recording hall, Song Zhishu didn't go anywhere, he went straight home, and he didn't talk to anyone during the period, everything was ready, and he just waited seven days to take out the jade talisman.

At the same time, in Qingshan City, there was a spiritual courtyard mansion.

"So, Song Zhishu went to the Record Hall and was about to go out and leave the sect?"

Bai Qiuyu sat in the lobby, and after listening to the return of several outer disciples, he couldn't help but smile in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Huibai, we saw it with our own eyes, and we also asked the Record Hall that Song Zhishu was indeed leaving the sect." An outer disciple replied.

"Senior Brother Bai, do you want to stop him?" The other person spoke, and with their power, it was not difficult to reject Song Zhishu's request to go out.

"No need."

Bai Qiuyu shook his head slightly: "If he wants to go, let him go, there is no need to continue to entangle, besides, Song Zhishu is not not coming back, there are still many opportunities to deal with him in the future, don't rush for a while." ”

Song Zhishu was leaving, which really surprised Bai Qiuyu, I thought that the other party would force his way out, but I didn't expect it to be such a result, but I think about it carefully, it feels normal.

His own series of plans were seamless, and the other party couldn't find any loopholes at all.

What if you don't go? Do you want to stay and continue to fight?

Liu Qing, the Law Enforcement Hall, and many outer disciples are all their own people.

Can he Song Zhishu fight?

It's not that Bai Qiuyu looks down on Song Zhishu, it's just a miscellaneous disciple, plus Li Qingzhou is not in the Sword Sect, the only backer is gone, and it is easy for him to deal with Song Zhishu.

"Yes, we know." Several miscellaneous disciples replied.

Song Zhishu, now you have also tasted what it is like to be powerless, right?

Does escaping work?

As long as you don't die for a day, and you are in the Taihao Sword Sect for a day, everything that happens now is just an appetizer.

At this point, Bai Qiuyu picked up a glass of spirit wine on the table and did not speak, but a mocking smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Time passed, and seven days passed in a flash.

In the past seven days, Song Zhishu basically didn't go anywhere, just stayed at home, meditated and read.

Li Dao and the three of them are naturally still in the Law Enforcement Hall, although the punishment has come down, they still have to stay in it for a while, and it is impossible for them to be released so quickly.

Bright Moon City, inside the Spirit House.

Song Zhishu returned home, and in his hand was the travel jade talisman he had just gotten from the Recording Hall.

The style of the jade talisman is very simple, the front side is engraved with the Taihao Sword Sect, and the reverse side records his name and general information, which can represent the identity, and it can also be regarded as the sect to give some protection to the disciples below.

After all, the Taihao Sword Sect is one of the three major sword sects in the world, and there are some things that should be there.

Song Zhishu put the jade talisman into the storage bag, collected a few more clothes, and walked out of the door after taking the ancient talisman and the sage sword fetus given by Gu Yun Daru.

Yesterday, he went to Mingyue Academy and said goodbye to Mr. Wenyuan and Lu Ming, so he set off directly today.

The streets of Mingyue City, Song Zhishu has seen it many times, and it seems to be the same as before, but stories are happening every day, but he doesn't have the heart to understand them now.

Come out of the city.

Song Zhishu opened his palm, and the sage sword fetus emitted light, which instantly increased several times.

The Sage Sword Fetus replaced the original wooden sword, so it didn't look any different from the outside.

It's just that he didn't step on it immediately, but turned his head to look at the Bright Moon City behind him, and the peaks of the Taihao Sword Sect that were shrouded in clouds and mist in the depths.

"This time I traveled thousands of miles, and I don't know when I will be able to come back, maybe soon, maybe a few years later." Song Zhishu muttered to himself, his expression was as calm as ever, and he was not sad because he was leaving.

Immediately, Song Zhishu stepped on the sage sword fetus and played a magic trick.

Shout.

The next moment, Song Zhishu turned into a streamer of light and rushed to the sky, and the Bright Moon City below also became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Although the sage sword fetus is only a low-grade flying sword, because of its particularity, it is comparable to a high-grade or even the best flying sword.

Especially with the blessing of Song Zhishu's mana of the ninth layer of Qi Training, it is not a problem to travel eight thousand miles a day, but he does not have a specific destination for leaving this time, so the choice of direction is also free, and wherever he goes, it counts.

Not long after, Song Zhishu harnessed the sage sword fetus, left the range of the Taihao Sword Sect, and roamed above the heavenly dome.

It's just that because of what happened some time ago, there was a depression in his chest, so Song Zhishu didn't have the feeling of being at ease with the sword in his heart, and he didn't have much pride.

Recognize your weakness and your powerlessness, how can you have so many feelings now?

Song Zhishu smiled and continued to infuse the mana imperial sword to fly at full speed, as if he wanted to vent the depression in his heart, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

This is the first time he has left since he joined the Taihao Sword Sect, and the last time he was outside was more than ten years ago, when he was struggling outside with Li Qingzhou.

Soon, the sage sword fetus flew all the way for three hundred miles, and there were various jungles below, and some villages could be seen faintly.

However, due to leaving the sphere of influence of the Taihao Sword Sect, Song Zhishu sometimes encountered demon beasts and injured people, most of them were very weak, and in the face of this situation, of course he did not hesitate to kill the sword.

After those mortals saw it, they knelt down one by one and called themselves immortals, which was just a gesture for Song Zhishu, and it was nothing.

Song Zhishu flew for another hour when he saw a towering mountain range in front of him and was about to change direction.

Because the more places like this, the more likely it is to encounter powerful demon beasts.

Leaving the Taihao Sword Sect by himself is a journey of thousands of miles, and some dangers naturally have to be avoided.

"Ten miles ahead, there is the breath of demon beasts, and it seems that there is still the smell of blood?"

However, just when Song Zhishu was about to leave this area, he suddenly found that there was an abnormality in front of him, and he had seen this situation himself, it may be that a mortal had encountered a demon beast.

didn't hesitate, and went straight to the sword, since he saw it, he naturally couldn't turn a blind eye.

A moment later.

Song Zhishu Edgeworth came to a wide road, judging from the rut marks on it, it should belong to the business path of mortals, and the breath of the demon beast and the smell of blood were ahead.

Song Zhishu immediately fell to the ground and put away the sage's sword fetus, but did not put it in a storage bag in case of emergency.

But when he walked over, his eyes immediately changed, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

I saw that in front of me, several carriages were destroyed, clothes and food were scattered, and there were hundreds of mortal corpses, lying on the ground, soaked in blood, obviously dead, and further ahead, there was a demon beast, whose strength was about to be at the third level of Qi training, and was about to make a move against the last dozen or so people who were alive.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu reacted instantly and played a spell, and the saint's sword fetus immediately turned into a streamer.

Burst.

In just an instant, the demon beast that had injured the lives of hundreds of mortals was easily killed.

After all, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, coupled with the power of the saint's sword fetus, how can a demon beast with only three levels of qi cultivation be able to resist?

On the other side, when the more than ten mortals saw that the demon beast was killed, they were stunned for a moment, and then noticed Song Zhishu, who was retracting the flying sword.

"That's... Immortals, immortals have saved us. ”

"Hurry up, meet the immortals."

"Thank you to the immortals for saving your life."

More than a dozen mortals were saved, and they hurriedly came over and knelt down to thank them.

In the Great Zhou, it was not that the mortals had never seen the monks, but most of them had taken a look from afar, and now they found that the immortals had saved their lives, and they were standing in front of them, and their hearts were naturally extremely grateful.

"The smell of blood here is very strong, and it is not advisable to stay for a long time, so you should leave quickly."

Song Zhishu looked at the hundreds of people who had died, sighed slightly, and explained.

"Yes, Immortal Master."

Those mortals, after thanking them again, took the corpses of their relatives and began to leave one by one.

Seeing this, Song Zhishu didn't speak, there are many such things, he can only take action when he sees it, but there is nothing else he can do.

"It's... Is it Song Xianchang? ”

But at this moment, a familiar voice came.

Song Zhishu was slightly shocked when he heard this, then turned his head and found that it was Wang Zhuang who had left Mingyue City a few days ago.

"Is it really Song Xianchang?"

"Song Xianchang, I... My mother, and Cui'er, they... They were all dead just now. ”

Wang Zhuang was surprised at first, but soon he looked desperate, he had a wound on his face, his face was pale, he watched Song Zhishu walk over slowly, and then knelt on the ground, a big man, under grief, cried like this.

Hearing this, Song Zhishu realized that there was a board car not far away.

There were two corpses, one old and one young, lying on it, not long dead.

A family of three is left with Wang Zhuang.

"I... It's late. ”

Song Zhishu didn't know what to say, and his words were apologetic.

Why apologize?

If it weren't for himself, Wang Zhuang would have been dismissed, would he have left Bright Moon City? Will her mother, and her daughter, who is only five or six years old, die?

"Immortal Song Chang, how can you say that?" Wang Zhuang shook his head and cried: "How can I blame you?" It's all my fault, it's my inability, it's me who doesn't work hard enough, and I'm sorry for my mother and Cui'er. ”

Looking at Wang Zhuang, who was crying constantly, Song Zhishu was completely silent.

Wang Zhuang, a mortal, how innocent.

"I have some spirit stones on me, you can take them and find a stable place to live."

After a long time, Song Zhishu opened his mouth, took out the spirit stone from the storage bag, and handed it to Wang Zhuang, this is the spirit stone, although there are only a few, but it is enough for ordinary mortals to live a rich life for a lifetime.

"Immortal Song Chang, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it."

Wang Zhuang shook his head, wiped away his tears and stood up, a little depressed, "The little one is just a mortal, this is the life of our mortals, the little one knows that you are a good person, but you are an immortal, you don't have to take mortals like us to heart, Song Immortal, the little one... Time to go. ”

Song Zhishu didn't speak, knowing that the other party was already desperate because of the death of his mother and daughter, and it didn't matter what wealth or nobility was.

Wang Zhuang saluted slightly, turned his head, pulled up the mother and daughter on the cart, and walked forward step by step, just like that day. Compared to Mingyue City, his figure at this moment is rickety, and it seems that he can no longer lift it.

Soon after, on the business road, only Song Zhishu was left, and the smell of blood was still there.

He stood there and did not speak for a long time.

Powerless?

Yes, there is nothing that can be done.

Song Zhishu's face still looked calm, but the depression in his chest could no longer be suppressed, filling his whole body.

I didn't want to think about it, I didn't pay attention to it, Edgeworth continued his journey of thousands of miles, but Song Zhishu couldn't go on, he really couldn't go on, and he didn't want to take another step forward.

"Is it okay?"

Song Zhishu asked himself, and then fell silent.

Feeling Fang Tian, it was very quiet, except for the smell of blood on the ground, nothing seemed to have happened.

But my heart can't be at peace anymore.

couldn't help but sit up, and then looked at the direction where Wang Zhuang left before, Song Zhishu had too many doubts, which had not been resolved, and there were too many grievances that could not be relieved, and he was eager to know these answers.

"A gentleman has a grudge, how can he turn it into a grudge?"

"If a gentleman is angry, how can he solve it?"

"When a gentleman encounters injustice, how can he treat him?"

Song Zhishu closed his eyes and asked himself three questions in a row, while recalling everything he had discovered during this period of time.

"Bai Qiuyu relied on his strength to snatch my saint sword fetus, and I took it back, was it my mistake? Bai Qiuyu designed to frame Li Dao and was punished by the Law Enforcement Hall to cut off the immortal road, was it my mistake? Is it evil that there is good and evil in heaven and earth, and it is not good for me? ”

"Am I traveling thousands of miles just to resolve the depression in my heart? Isn't it trying to wait for the cultivation to become strong and liquidate everything? In that case, what is the difference between me and Bai Qiuyu, just because it is not good for me, and the way of returning others is good? ”

Song Zhishu kept talking to himself, asking his own questions, saying all the thoughts in his heart, wanting to get answers.

But he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't seem to have any reason to convince himself, good and evil, how to be good and how to be evil, everything he did, must be worthy of his conscience, is it good?

Song Zhishu sat cross-legged on the ground, all kinds of emotions fluctuated, and all kinds of thoughts kept appearing.

Slowly, time passed little by little, and the world was still quiet.

He sat from day to night.

He sat from late at night to day.

Song Zhishu sat on the ground, and after the alternation of the sun and the moon, he analyzed the truest thoughts in his heart and sought the final answer.

The way of university, as well as the Confucian articles I learned some time ago, are also presented in my mind one by one.

Time continues to pass, and the great sun rises and shines on all things.

Suddenly.

Song Zhishu, who had been thinking about it for a day and a night, opened his eyes, and all the doubts and thoughts in his heart appeared at the same time.

"If a gentleman has a grievance, he should repay the grievance directly!"

"When a gentleman is angry, blood is splashed!"

"When a gentleman encounters injustice, he should exchange justice for him!"

"There is no good or evil in the world, a gentleman should know good and evil, act with goodness, respect his heart!"

As Song Zhishu continued to speak and realized, the doubts in his heart continued to be answered, and the answers that belonged to him belonged to him.

At this moment, Song Zhishu stood up, his eyes became brighter and brighter, just like the great sun that had just risen, dispelling all darkness, and then turned his head, looked at Mingyue City, looked at the location of the Taihao Sword Sect, and gently spit out a word.

"Can't count anymore."

After saying this, his thoughts began to flow, and the depressed breath in his chest continued to surge, as if he was cheering.

Today, let me refine this depressed breath in my chest!

Ponder for a moment.

Song Zhishu immediately turned his hand, took out the Great Confucian Ancient Talisman, and crushed it without hesitation.

Bang!

The ancient talisman shattered.

One after another, Confucian righteousness emerged, and then converged to form a figure.

The figure is not tall, dressed in Confucian clothes, very simple, and looks no different from ordinary people, but the Confucian righteousness on his body is extremely rich.

It is the great Confucian Guyun.

However, this is not the true body of Gu Yun Da Confucian, but a great Confucian will, which can carry all the power of a great Confucian, and there is no difference from the great Confucian coming in person.

After Gu Yun Daru's will appeared, he first glanced around, and frowned slightly as he looked at the dried blood stains on the ground.

But other than that, he didn't find any danger, and finally turned his head to look at Song Zhishu.

"Song Xiaoyou, you crush the ancient talisman, why do you need the old man's help?"

Since Song Zhishu used the Great Confucian Ancient Fu, he must have encountered a very important matter, even if there is no danger around, Gu Yun Great Confucian is still vigilant and will take action at any time.

"Mr. Gu Yun."

Song Zhishu bowed slightly to Gu Yun's great Confucian will, but he didn't explain too much, and slowly said: "The student wants to do an extremely important and dangerous thing, please protect me." ”

What you have to do is big, maybe you will break the sky, and in order for everything to go well, you have to ask for help.

Hearing this, Gu Yun Daru looked at Song Zhishu's resolute eyes, but he didn't hesitate, didn't ask what it was, and gently spit out a word.

"Okay."

"This will will protect you for an hour."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yun's will dissipated, and then directly turned into a wisp of Confucianism and righteousness, burrowing into Song Zhishu's chest.

Song Zhishu felt the powerful Confucianism and Taoism righteousness, took a deep breath, turned his hand and summoned the sage sword fetus, stepped on it, and then without the slightest hesitation, he played a magic trick and rushed in one direction at the fastest speed.

That direction is where the Taihao Sword Sect is located.

Soon after.

Inside Bright Moon City.

Zhou Wenyuan's disciple Lu Ming, as well as a group of students from Mingyue Academy, were sitting at the gate of the city, writing on the table.

In front of him, there were many disciples of the Taihao Sword Sect lining up, and they showed their names from time to time.

The sage sat down, Confucianism and Taoism became more and more prosperous, and not long ago, several great Confucians preached in Jiucheng, so many disciples of the Sword Sect began to sign up to study.

Of course, if you want to enter Mingyue Academy, in addition to the quota, you also have to be assessed, and the place to sign up is located in several important places such as the city gate, Lu Ming is responsible for this matter, but because the academy has been too busy recently, he will also come to help in person.

"I signed up for hundreds more today, and I don't know how many will be left in the end."

Lu Ming looked at the ever-increasing list, and thought in his heart, it is not easy to enter Mingyue Academy now, sometimes no one will pass for half a month, after all, there are too many people, and the academy can't teach so much.

Without much thought, he lowered his head and prepared to continue writing.

But soon, there was a slight commotion among the disciples in the queue, and they all turned their heads to look at the city gate and whispered.

"Didn't you say he went out, why did he come back?"

"I don't know, it's only been a day, right?"

Someone speaks, and his heart is puzzled.

"Don't make a noise, or you will be disqualified."

Lu Ming frowned and said, then raised his head and inadvertently glanced at the city gate.

At first, he didn't care, but the next moment, Lu Ming saw a familiar figure, and his expression immediately changed slightly, and he didn't care about writing and maintaining order, and walked out directly.

That person is none other than Song Zhishu, who has just returned from the sword.

Song Zhishu was targeted, and the people close to him were targeted, and Bai Qiuyu and others added fuel to the fire, so there were not a few people who knew him, and many Sword Sect disciples heard that Song Zhishu had left, so when they saw him come back, they were naturally shocked.

It's not just them.

Lu Ming was shocked, and hurriedly walked up to Song Zhishu, with doubts: "Brother Song, why are you back?" ”

Two days ago, the other party was still saying goodbye to himself, saying that he would travel thousands of miles, but how long has it been?

After Song Zhishu saw that it was Lu Ming, he bowed slightly, and then spoke.

"Naturally, there is unfinished business."

"What's unfinished?" Lu Ming had a premonition in his heart, but he didn't know what it was.

When Song Zhishu heard this, he did not answer immediately, but first raised his head, looked at the location of the Law Enforcement Hall, and then smiled calmly: "Practice Qi!" ”