Zilang's death was not unexpected, but Liu Xunxiang didn't expect him to kill himself.

In fact, when someone found that there was no way to transmit the sound, there was already a trace of despair in everyone's hearts, but this trace of despair was directly ignored by these sages who wanted to escape under the circumstances at that time.

It wasn't until the end that Zi Lang found that there was no one else around him, and the only people still standing in the field were himself and the white-haired young man who was like a god and demon opposite, that he reacted.

There is a price to be paid behind what Liu Xunxiang said.

He was able to do things that even the Master could not do when he was young.

In the same realm, invincible!

Of course, it's not that the master is weak, it's just that there were too many strong people in the era when the master was young, and the two people of the Hades Temple and the Shizun of the Liangzen Temple alone are not existences that the Master can suppress alone.

Not to mention that at that time, there was also the ancestor of the corpse demon, the ruler of the God Dynasty era, the Vermilion Bird Emperor, and other taboo existences that were also crowned with ancient and modern times.

Liu Xunxiang looked at the corpses all over the ground, and there were ripples in her eyes.

Killing people by himself and Zi Lang's suicide brought him two completely different emotions.

He did it, from a certain point of view, it shows that in his heart, this matter is right, and the people of the Ink Washing Academy should be killed, which is a kind of anger and resistance.

But Zilang's suicide made him doubt his own approach, and they killed themselves because they felt that they had violated the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and at the same time they killed themselves to accumulate merit.

If you really say it wrong, it should be your own mistake.

If he hadn't walked out of Yuetian Town back then, maybe everyone wouldn't have died, including Daddy, Gray Crow, Liu Long and the Liu clan, as well as all the people who died in his hands from the time he stepped into the cultivation realm to this day....

None of them will die.

"You're confused. A slightly decadent voice came from behind Liu Xunxiang.

Liu Xunxiang didn't look back, just looked at Zilang's corpse silently, he knew that the prohibition outside was set by the gray-clothed man behind him, and he also knew that he didn't want them to spread the word that he was Yin Lingming.

He didn't do anything wrong, and the Ink Academy didn't do anything wrong, and the only one who was wrong was himself......

The man in gray didn't care about Liu Xunxiang's attitude, and said with a little reminiscence in his eyes: "Actually, I have also been confused, cultivation and questioning, both have never been inseparable.

If you will not be confused in the process of cultivation, but will lose the original meaning of the Tao, the path of cultivation, such as sailing against the current, also like standing alone, in layman's terms, is like on a road, everyone else is going backwards, and only you are walking towards the front is a truth. ”

Therefore, evil cultivation is going against the trend, incompatible with the world, destined to be destroyed by the general trend, and will not go long. Liu Xunxiang said with empty eyes.

"Ridiculous!" the gray-shirted man said with sternness in his tone, "Who told you that the general trend must be right? Let me ask you, the wolf and the hunter make an appointment, and take the group to death in exchange for their own life, the wolves don't know, listen to it, you are also one of the wolves, after learning about this, should you seek death or escape against the trend?"

"Tell the wolves the truth, and those who believe will live, and those who do not believe will die. Liu Xunxiang said bitterly.

The gray-clothed man showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and said, "The wolves don't believe in you and want to kill you to show their loyalty, what should you do?"

The words of the man in gray are very ingenious, if Liu Xunxiang answers to kill, it means that Liu Xunxiang feels that he is right, and the dilemma can be solved

What I just said is contrary, and the dilemma can still be broken.

Liu Xunxiang looked at Zilang's corpse and didn't know how to answer

The man in gray didn't urge him to answer, he believed that Liu Xunxiang already had the answer in his heart.

So when you are confused, the first thing you have to do is to stop, but you must not doubt yourself, when you stop, you have to ask your heart, what you want to pursue, and what can make you persist step by step to today, and wait until you completely understand this, and then come to confuse your current problem. ”

Liu Xunxiang's body stiffened slightly, and after a while, he said bitterly: "Can an existence like a predecessor be confused?"

Being able to stoop down to buy jade slips in the small broken alleys of the Song Kingdom in the Eastern Regions, but with the name of Wuji Pavilion of All Things on the signboard, in Liu Xunxiang's eyes, this gray-clothed man has long been an ordinary person.

He must also have a lot of stories.

The gray-shirted man thought for a moment and said, "I have been confused twice, and I remember that the first time I was confused, I was in a dilapidated town, and I was awakened by a little beggar. ”

Saying this, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the tiger's mouth on his right hand, where there was a faint row of small tooth marks, which looked like they had been left by a child of five or six years old.

"Speaking of which, I'm luckier than you, because of your confusion, no one can wake up but yourself. The gray-shirted man looked at Liu Xunxiang and said.

Liu Xunxiang's two sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and then stretched out again.

Indeed, no one but himself could awaken him.

Because on this retrograde road, he couldn't see anyone who could go retrograde with him, he couldn't see hope, even if it was Meng Zheng, he just chose to hide in the Eastern Regions and not go out of the Falling Saint Star.

He chose to stop on this road.

"The predecessor is a master of the Wuji Pavilion, why do you want to help me so much?" Liu Xunxiang finally turned around.

He stared at the gray-shirted man with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart, he didn't believe that the gray-shirted man in front of him didn't know his identity as an evil cultivator.

The gray-shirted man shook the wine bowl and did not answer, but said, "When the time comes, you will know." ”

After that, he drank the wine down.

"Why do I help you, because this is when you were forced by Song Xingyuan in the Eastern Song Kingdom, I owe you...."

There was nothing to say all night, and only the gusts of breeze accompanied by the sound of insects made this broken mountain, which had experienced a great war, regain some vitality.

And at the same time as Zi Lang committed suicide, far away in a deep mountain in the east, a frightened scream suddenly came, and the scream pierced the night, startling countless night owls and screaming.

"The life slips of the thirteen masters exploded at the same time, what is going on?" asked an old man with a white beard who was scared that the bamboo slip in his hand fell to the ground and didn't even pay attention, but just looked at the shivering scholar lying on the ground in front of him with a frightened face.

The scholar nodded, his head pounding on the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes... Yes, the jade slips of the thirteen ancestors have all exploded, and the students dare not lie. ”

The white-bearded old man listened to this determined tone, his legs fell limply and sat on the chair behind him, and it took a while to breathe and say in a trembling voice: "Quick... Hurry up and inform Mr. Ji, go and inform Mr. Ji!!"

The scholar got up with a roll, and as soon as he ran to the door, he bumped into a young man who came to the door, and when he saw the appearance of this young man clearly, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and saw a set of cumbersome etiquette and called: "Learn... The students have seen the ancestor of Zilu

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Hearing this, the white-bearded old man jumped up from his seat and saluted the passers, his old body even more flexible than some young people.

"The student has seen the ancestor of Zilu. The white-bearded old man also crawled on the ground, trembling.

It was none other than the head of the seventy-two sages, Zilu!

The young man looks handsome, and he can still see a little bit of Fu Yingnan's appearance in his eyebrows, and there are thousands of stars hidden in his eyes, deep and mysterious, but this face is like a frost and cold sword at the moment, just looking at people, it makes people tremble all over and chill their backs.

"No need to go, sir and I already know about it, tell me what is going on. Zilu stopped and didn't enter the room.

The white-bearded old man swallowed his saliva and said, "Return... Back to the ancestors, just now, when the disciples were cleaning the Destiny Pavilion, the thirteen ancestors who accompanied Confucius suddenly shattered together, and the students were also..."

"Wait. ”

Zilu interrupted the words of the white beard, frowned, and said, "Is it broken at the same time or one after another?" ”

The white beard was stunned.

He has been in the Ink Washing Academy for a long time, and he also knows something about the young man in front of him, and the most feared person among the students of the Ink Washing Academy is probably neither Mr. Dean nor the sacrificial wine teacher, but the young man in front of him.

Therefore, Zilu has always circulated a saying in the mouths of the students of Ximo Academy, called "As long as Zilu is the ancestor of Zilu, he can directly hit the blind spot of people's knowledge every time".

The white-bearded old man chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that this is over.

He is the teacher of the Washing Ink Academy, and he usually lets the students below do this kind of thing, how does he know, if this kind of thing is usual, it will be forgotten, but today there is such a big thing, and I am afraid that my own teaching will also be done.

The scholar in front of him wanted to speak and stopped, repeating it several times, and when Zilu's eyes were faintly impatient, he suddenly said, "Return... Back to the ancestors, it is one after another.

Today, the students are cleaning the Destiny Slip Pavilion, so the students can be sure that they are broken one after another and not at the same time, but the time between the breakages of each jade slip is very short, so the students ignore this problem. ”

Zilu didn't look at the scholar, his eyes were cloudy, and he muttered: "Is it broken one after another, then it won't be Shenxuan's shot, otherwise it should be broken at the same time."

But in this way, why hasn't there been any news coming out, even if the Yunxiang Realm is to block the space, the thirteen of them can't help but open a crack together. ”

"Could it be that there is a Shenxuan old monster behind the back, but it is not Shenxuan who really kills them, but someone else..."

As the head of the seventy-two sages, the title of Zilu represents not only the most profound person among the seventy-two people, but also his talent, and it is also the one who beats the other seventy-one.

From just a small detail, he guessed the whole thing.

"The gods and mysteries in Zhongzhou are nothing more than those few families, plus a few unborn scattered cultivators, it seems that this sequence of disputes, there are sects that can't bear it......

Zilu glanced at the white-bearded old man on the ground and said, "Go and get the punishment yourself." ”

"Division... Master!!" The pale old man only felt a breeze with a faint fragrance of osmanthus on his face, and when he looked up again, there was no young man a year ago.

Only the little scholar was still prostrate on the ground, trembling.

"Little brute, let you steal the limelight from the old man......" A flash of resentment flashed in the pale old man's eyes.

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