Elder Mu Feng and his disciples apologized by the Sword Washing Pool, causing those rumors against the Dantang Elder to collapse immediately.

And Elder Dantang not only didn't care, but also gave the other party a healing pill, which won unanimous praise.

Ye Chong and Lu Shan also truly became the introductory disciples of the Dantang Elders, and they only had envy for other people.

A turmoil has finally subsided, as for whether Elder Mu Feng will hold a grudge in the future, everything will be dealt with by Elder Dantang, after all, they have the handle in their hands and have an advantage.

After this incident, Ye Chong's life finally got back on track again, and he didn't have to worry about dealing with the enemy anymore.

And the Command Capture Conference, which is destined to become his first battle in the true sense of the Sword Shrine of Life and Death, is also approaching, and he shuttles in front of the Medicine Peak and the Purple Bamboo Forest every day, and he can see many sword slaves practicing their fists and feet.

It's still mostly teenagers, after all, the mountain order is issued year after year, and sometimes more than once a year, those who are older, those who have strength, have all gotten, those who can't do it, even if they get the token, they can't pass the sealing mountain, especially when they get older, their cultivation becomes slower and slower, so they break their minds and accept their fate.

Only young people will never give up and will be full of longing for freedom. It is precisely because they are all teenagers that there will be unlimited possibilities in the future.

On this day, Ye Chong and Lu Shan came back from Dantang and immediately joined the fist and foot competition of the Seven Xuanzong sects.

You can't use sword weapons, but it's not that they give up the sword path for competition, so the sword slave who understands the sword intent will have a great advantage, and in the same way, the level of cultivation will naturally open up the gap. Therefore, when they were fighting, they not only used the Thunder Fist taught by Ye Chong, but also cooperated with the sword intent of different attributes, and everyone's body was radiant and moving.

On the other hand, there is also the skill of actual combat, the ability to react on the spot, these are all outside of cultivation, and equally important things, sometimes the victory or defeat is not only by cultivation, but also without the use of swords, it is more obvious.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the Sword Capture Conference cannot use swords.

Although the sword mound is like a cage, what is taught to the sword slave is an extremely important thing, and it is an indispensable thing for a strong man.

Just as they were fighting hard, a sudden rain fell in the sword shrine, and it was dripping and sudden.

It rarely rains in the sword mound, because this is a situation opened up by the power of creation in the mountains, which is not affected by the outside weather and becomes a world of its own.

And Lu Shan and the others also stopped moving, but they didn't hide from the rain, but raised their heads and let the rain beat on their bodies, with an expression of great enjoyment.

Rain is a rare experience for them.

It is said that for hundreds of years when the sword mound was first built, it did not rain here, but later, cracks appeared in the seal that made the world of its own, and the weather changes in the outside world would pass through the gap little by little, affecting the sword mound.

Every rain here needs to be slowly accumulated after changes in the outside world, and only when the cracks are unbearable will it fall like today.

It's rain from the outside world.

Everyone in the Seven Xuanzong Sect looked up and enjoyed the moisture of the rain, as if they could smell the air outside from the raindrops. There is freedom in that air.

Ye Chong is also enjoying this rain with his eyes closed, he has been coming to the Sword Shrine for more than half a year, and it has been a year and a half since he came to this world. And the one-year life in Chaoge City is the tone he has laid in this world, and the experience and character he has accumulated in his previous life are all subtlely fine-tuned, changed, and brewed after coming to this world.

That year, he was as fledgling as a blade.

After entering the sword mound, he went through a series of events, but it dampened the sharpness and ambition he had when he first came to this world.

Although he won in the end every time, it was not due to his own strength, but more to luck or chance. Lu Yuanba happened to be about to go out of the mountain, and it was luck that he had to make an agreement with them, Li Qiucian was carrying a heavy burden, and it was luck that he needed them to lend a hand after they went out, and the news came out of Feng Qiu'er's mouth, of course, it was mainly an element of luck.

Of course, many times in life, not all the strengths and weaknesses come from themselves, everyone is in a variety of opportunities to break the blood or step into the sky, so many people will grow up more and more believe in fate.

But he Ye Chong is not, what he has always done is to hold his fate in his hands. But now, under the favor of fate, we must walk forward along the trajectory of nothingness.

This made his originally firm will, and there was also a crack, just like the thousand-year-old sword mound. Some tiredness, powerlessness, opportunism, and even succumbing began to grow in the cracks.

These negative emotions were only a little bit at first, and then began to grow slowly, even if he could suppress them more often, but after all, it did exist and could not be completely removed, if he waited until all the negative emotions accumulated a certain amount of power, maybe he would not brew such a rain at this time, but it would definitely bring unimaginable lethality to him, destroying his original heart, or Dao heart.

Some people have a pure heart from the very beginning, whether the power of that child comes from greed, hatred or the desire for power, they have been immersed in it, and they can keep moving forward with that initial power. Some people slack off, and some people get what they want before they reach the end, and they stop when they meet their hearts.

And Ye Chong, the difference between him and others is that he started his cultivation with another relatively mature soul who has seen ups and downs, he can't have an indestructible pure heart like others, he can only rely more on his own will. Once his will is shaken, then he will be overturned and crushed by the wheel of fate.

In the watering of this rain, Ye Chong peeled back the depths of his heart, and faced the tiredness, powerlessness, opportunism and submission that had quietly accumulated there, which had just begun to grow, but was destined to grow into something that consumed his will, shook his heart, worn out his sharpness, and made him completely surrender to fate one day in the future.

He glanced at the fellow sect of the Seven Xuanzong who was enjoying the rain, and slowly walked out of the purple bamboo forest with a sudden change in mood.

The sky was gray, and countless drizzles were intertwined between heaven and earth, blurring the vision into the distance.

Ye Chong walked quietly in this dripping rain, not caring about the direction, not caring about the end, and walking a little blankly.

He doesn't know exactly what he did now can bring or change, but many years later, when he looks back on this rain, he will be grateful for it. Just solved a dilemma, the burden in his heart was lighter, and because of the arrival of the rain, he stopped learning, and even because of the expression of enjoyment in the same door, he opened his heart to enjoy this nourishment.

Completely let go of all the worries in his heart at this moment, and did not think about the unpredictable future, at this moment, all he could face was standing in the rain.

That's why he can discover those hidden dangers.

Then face the crisis head-on.

The rain drenched his hair, clothes, and ran down his cheeks, neck, and back, flowing slowly, comfortably and comfortably.

Along the way, Ye Chong saw the mountain peaks and dense forests that were blurred by the wind and rain, all the majesty and solemnity, everything was blurred.

So the scene that appeared in front of Ye Chong's eyes changed. It has become a city, an academy, and a small remote village, and it has become the most familiar and unforgettable face since he came to this world.

His biggest advantage in this world is that he has the soul of another world, which can make him have vision and means beyond ordinary people, but it is also the half of the soul that shackles him. There was determination and fear in that soul, because in that turmoil of the world, he was ultimately a loser. Everything he does in this world is to prevent himself from repeating the mistakes of failure.

This will make him more or less fragile and afraid to accept any failure.

But if this development continues, it is difficult to guarantee whether he will be as solid as a rock in his heart as always when he faces an enemy who is powerless to resist in the future.

Once it is really irretrievable, it is possible to completely rout.

But who can always be invincible?

In Ye Chong's mind, those villages and cities, the faces became clearer and more real.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, reached out to wipe the rain on his face, and whispered softly: "If you don't lose, you won't lose." ”

What is a loss? Falling behind in a contest? Returning empty-handed in a round of competition? No, this is not a loss, as long as some people do not abandon themselves, as long as they do not give up on themselves, they will not lose.

If you don't lose, you won't lose.

Ye Chong knew that in this world, there were a few people who would never abandon him, so he could be invincible.

He suddenly let out a hearty laugh, as if the dust in his heart had been washed away by the rain. The crack in that will seemed to heal at this moment.

He seems to have found his own pure heart.

His laughter was so cheerful, and he was glad that he had washed away the dust and seen the failures when he was not facing real failures.

At this moment, he felt that he was no longer a traverser.

At this moment, the aura circulating in his meridians seemed to become lively.

Ye Chong laughed loudly in the wind and rain, and then burrowed into a dense forest nearby, and began to settle under the dense rain line and the crackling sound of the rain lapping the leaves.

A hazy aura filled around his body.

The pure heart that was realized in the rain brought him new vitality, like the deep Tan that was originally ancient and unwavering, and suddenly injected a clear spring.

So he sought a breakthrough in the rain.