Chu Yanshu's face on the side is dark, matching?

Where is this poor ghost?

Lu Huaizhi looked at his little junior sister's flamboyant red hair, and couldn't help laughing,

"It's a good match."

"Match your head!"

Pei Jingxing, who was on the side, stood up indifferently and said Chu Yanshu's heart,

"I don't see where this kid is worthy of you, two poor ghosts together, are you going to die poor?"

Sang Luo didn't expect her third senior brother to react so violently, she blinked her eyes,

"Senior brother, he is the first kendo among young disciples."

Pei Jingxing sneered,

"I advise you to die of this heart, not to mention that the sword cultivation is basically a poor ghost per capita, the sword cultivation of the Kunwu Sword Sect is basically ruthless, and the favorite thing is to kill his wife and preach the Tao, nine of the top ten scumbags in the Cangwu Realm are from the Kunwu Sword Sect, what, do you want to be killed in the past?"

Sang Luo listened and was silent,

"Killing my wife...... Can you still preach? ”

What is this evidence?

Beast Road?

Pei Jingxing snorted twice, expressing his disdain for the Kunwu Sword Sect and Lin Qinghan himself,

"There are seven of them in the sword cultivation that are ruthless Dao, Lin Qinghan is a mutated ice spirit root that is rare in 10,000 years, you look at his coldness, you know that the cultivation must be ruthless."

And... Sword cultivation is basically ruthless.

Moreover, the combat power of the Ruthless Dao Sword Cultivation is basically above the Easy Dao.

Sang Luo was stunned by Pei Jingxing's words, and suddenly remembered his own master,

"What kind of Tao are Master Venerable and Uncle Chu Xue cultivating?"

The aura on both of them is a bit strange.

It's not like a free way, and it's not quite like a ruthless way.

Pei Jingxing listened silently and did not speak.

Lu Huaizhi looked not far away and opened his mouth,

"Uncle Changli and Uncle Chuxue used to cultivate the Easy Dao."

"Once upon a time?"

Sang Luo frowned,

"Not now?"

Lu Huaizhi nodded,

"In the battle of the Six Dao Mountains a thousand years ago, both of them actually fell into the devil, the Dao heart collapsed, and the mood was different, so naturally they couldn't cultivate the Dao Dao."

After experiencing the death of relatives and friends one after another, it is natural that he can no longer be at ease.

"Then what kind of Tao are Shizun and Uncle Chuxue cultivating now?"

Sang Luo asked.

Lu Huaizhi paused slightly, and said,

"Too forgetful."

The immortal is too forgetful, and when he cultivates to the peak, he has no other emotions, and he has no attachment to the world.

At that time, the two masters and uncles collapsed, and their cultivation was lost overnight, and for the sake of Xuanyuan Sect, they lived alone on the mountain peak and rebuilt back to the peak.

It's just that... Because there is still attachment in my heart, and there are things I don't want to let go, so I forget my feelings, and I have never really cultivated, and naturally I can't become an immortal.

Sang Luo listened and looked in the direction of the snowfall peak,

"Shizun and Uncle Chuxue are really rare geniuses in the world."

When he was young, he could fight a giant with a sword and become famous in a fight.

Even if you fall to the bottom, you can get back to the top.

And in the past thousand years, they could have become immortals, but... Unwilling.

Lu Huaizhi said, tilting his head to look at Sang Luo,

"Senior brother's ruthless Dao, I know this, but little junior sister, what kind of Dao are you cultivating?"

The aura on her body is not clear.

Ruthless Dao is definitely not like it, but Xiaoyao Dao seems to be a little worse.

The breath on Song Qingyun's body is a complete escape.

This stopped Sang Luo, she touched her chin,

"I really haven't thought about it."

"It should be a free way."

Sang Luo opened his mouth again and said,

"I think it's a walkaway."

The fourth more ~

Good night~

(End of chapter)