The sky is cloudless, and the warm glow that belongs to the spring quietly enters the window, which is bright and dazzling.

The branches in the brilliance sprout tender green, dense, and not pleasing to the eye.

Unknown birds chirp in the courtyard, and the sound is as loud as the cicadas on a summer afternoon.

Li Qinyue couldn't let go of these things, her face was red, she shook her hand and threw the chess pieces that had fallen between her fingers back into the jade urn, looking at the disciples in the mountains full of sorrow.

After being silent for a long time, Li Qinyue let out a light sigh, and said to Luoyang, who was leaning on the grass and trees and was too lazy to get up, and asked tentatively: "Senior brother, they are still young and don't know much about this world, can you teach them, the sword can't be too rigid, it is very easy to break!"

Bi Ye moved lightly, and the sword fingers that seemed to be waving at random suddenly froze, Luoyang tilted his head, savoring the meaning in his senior brother's transmission, and suddenly remembered something, and replied: "It's not a problem to teach them, but shouldn't something in the mountains disappear, how can the blessed land of the immortal family be filled with black smoke and miasma?"

Li Qinyue was slightly stunned, Luoyang's answer was very unexpected, silently took a chess piece, played gently in his hand for a while, and replied: "Senior brother is right, this immortal blessed land really can't be filled with black smoke and miasma!"

Hearing this, Luoyang nodded with satisfaction, shook his head and stood up, walked briskly towards the open space in front of the mountain, thinking about how to preach and teach and solve doubts.

At the beginning, the way that the underworld taught him was to teach the apostles, not to teach the sword immortals, he needed to think carefully about how to teach the future sword immortals a vivid lesson.

There are advances and retreats, things are willing, the world has been growing here and there, there is no eternal dominance, they have to understand.

There are a lot of people on this boat in the rivers and lakes, and they can only fight and kill and kill and cannot stand for a long time.

Luo Yang thought about walking the rugged mountain road, stretched out his hand and gently lifted away the blue leaves in front of him, and walked to the flat rock where Senior Brother Chuanjian often stood in his longing gaze.

The wind in the mountains stopped, and the birds fell silent, standing on the branches, tilting their delicate heads in anticipation.

Luoyang's gentle gaze slowly swept over the disciples, some of whom were more familiar and had drunk wine together, some of whom had seen each other in Buzhou Mountain, leaving an impression, and some of them were completely strangers and had never met before......

But whether they are familiar with it or not, Luoyang feels that they are very similar to those green shoots in the mountains, and they all have countless vigorous vitality.

"Today's swordsmanship practice is put aside for the time being, and I'm going to tell you something that you can use anytime......"

Luoyang's voice was not loud, but all the disciples could hear it clearly, clearly sensing everyone's expectations, Luoyang looked at a place in the crowd, beckoned, and called softly: "Song Zidie, you come up and cooperate with me." ”

The voice fell, and the disciples turned their heads, some of their eyes fell on Song Zidie, and some looked at Jiang Luo with interest.

This little uncle is really very strange, he seems to be more inclined to Song Zidie than his own apprentice, and the few times she chose to teach her by word and deed, isn't there any ulterior secret behind this?

Song Zidie looked at Luoyang, knowing that she couldn't refuse this, so she could only get up hard, perceiving the meaningful eyes of everyone, secretly bitter in her heart, and walked slowly and leisurely for a few steps, and suddenly remembered something, paused, tilted her head and showed a provocative chuckle at Jiang Luo, causing the young man to squint his eyes and secretly clench his fists, and he had already thought about what he should say after defeating this woman again.

At this time, Song Zidie approached the stone platform, Luoyang turned his hand and took a strange mountain stone the size of a basin from the mountain, holding the heavenly sword in his hand, moving lightly, the bright sword light folded up, and the shaking Song Zidie narrowed her beautiful eyes, not daring to look directly at Luoyang.

"Let me ask you, if this mountain stone goes down with a sword, without using any spells, how many pieces will it turn into with just one sword?"

"I don't know how to use any means, I don't use sword intent, sword qi, or sword light, just like a mortal cutting vegetables?"

"That's right!"

"So the stone will become two!"

Song Zidie replied with great certainty, her hands clenched, and her heart was full of bad premonitions.

This question is too simple, there are no traps, and it is not difficult, unless the little uncle is transgendered, I am afraid that the next thing will be ......

Not surprisingly, Luoyang smiled lightly at Song Zidie, the blade of the sword moved lightly, and the stones hanging in mid-air were cut in half by a sword and turned into two halves with a smooth incision, and he turned his head and continued to ask: "It's still the rule of Fangcai, if I cut off another sword, do you believe that the mountain stones have become more than a dozen pieces?"

Song Zidie looked at the two halves of the stones, looked at Luoyang, and Ying Chengjiang, who was going to be from her heart, spoke out at the right time, and sneered: "Tell the truth, you can't help it, beware of sores on your face!"

The rest of the disciples burst into laughter, and they were tired of the battle between the happy couple, the mountains were not better than the mountains, there were no poetry pavilions, and there were no gambling houses, and it was very bitter here, and over time, it became a must to have fun in the bitterness.

"Shut up!"

This laughter has been heard many times, but it still sounds harsh, Song Zidie roared fiercely, and the teenagers quieted down, but the provocation in their eyebrows and eyes was very clear.

"Uncle Junior, you said that this second thing still follows the rules of the first sword, right?"

"Not bad. ”

"The problem is that if you slash another sword, this stone will turn into more than a dozen pieces, right?"

"Yes, do you believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it!"

Song Zidie's voice was still firm, and the words fell, and she was shocked to find that the Heavenly Sword was hanging in front of her neck, the sword blade swallowed the killing intent, and the early spring landscape in front of her instantly turned into a purgatory of endless bones in the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

Cold sweat slid down her sideburns, Song Zidie came back to her senses, instinctively wanted to retreat but was surprised that her feet did not obey the call, looking down, her legs were constantly trembling, and she couldn't move at all.

"Now do you believe it or not?"

"Faith!"

Song Zidie nodded with a pale face, Luo Yang smiled lightly, waved his sword and pointed at the unknown disciples, and asked coldly, "Do you believe it or not?"

The killing intent that Song Zidie faced alone dispersed, Jiang Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and he held the Qiushui Sword in his hand and took a posture of drawing a sword, and a small number of disciples took off the sword, most of them were too frightened to move, there was an illusion in the dark, although he knew that it was an illusion, he had to believe it.

If you can't move, if you move the sword, you will cut it down, you can't dodge, you will die, you will definitely die!

"Alright, let's go back. ”

Luoyang said softly, the murderous aura melted silently, Jiang Luo sat down weakly, and all the flying swords swimming in the air were also sheathed, and the frightened Song Zidie sat down next to Jiang Luo, Luoyang smiled secretly, and spoke again, telling Fang Cai's obscure intentions.

"Song Zidie's performance is good, it's right to give in at this time, don't give me any integrity, integrity is not applicable in this kind of place!"

"Remember, if someone asks you the same question, you can give in...... As soon as death is empty, if you can live, you should not die as much as possible, and if you have to die, you will have a clear conscience!"

"Is it worth dying for trivial things? Is it not worth it! Is it worth dying for a momentary dispute?

"Then what is worth dying? I only know my answer, your answer is in your hearts, we are different individuals, just like the flowers in this mountain, each with its own color and fragrance, I can't be you, and you won't become me, including Jiang Luo. ”

"Keep in mind the original intention, ask yourself before doing things, is it worth it? If it is worth it, die, Kunlun may not be proud of you, and on the other hand, it will definitely not be ashamed of you!"

Luoyang said softly, his eyes swept over the thoughtful disciples, smiled lightly, and turned to walk away.

This may not be a perfect lesson, but it is definitely a lesson of heart, not everyone is suitable for living reluctantly, such as Jiang Luo, not everyone is suitable for indomitable fierceness, must be like Liu Ziqian.

The old man once said that the teacher is a gardener, the school is a flower garden, Kunlun, the best flower garden in the world, there must not be only one kind of flower, as long as the spring breeze blows, it should be a hundred flowers blooming, competing for beauty!

Looking at this moment, the mirror pool in front of the Heavenly Master was not calm again, staring at Luoyang's back, but from this ordinary lesson, he saw something unusual.

The Heavenly Sword Immortal has changed, he would never admit the Tao of others, in the eyes of some people in that era, the Heavenly Sword was no different from the Demon Sword, because the Heavenly Sword was too lonely and domineering, and he didn't give others a way to live at all.

Who does this sword point to in this life, and what exactly is this person cultivating in this life?

The ripples in the Mirror Lake gradually stopped, and the Heavenly Master came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to stir up ripples on the Mirror Lake, and said to the Jade Emperor's phantom: "We can't wait any longer, we have to plan one step ahead!"

The Jade Emperor nodded, pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, and after a while, a piercing bright red flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and replied: "No, the Heavenly Dao oath between him and Qi Tianxiang acts on each Heavenly God, if you can't break the oath, the Heavenly Palace can't make a move against the human race!"

Hearing this, the Celestial Master frowned, searching for the specific content of the contract in his memory, and after a while, he stroked the long beard on his chest, and smiled easily.

"The Protoss can't make a move against the Terrans, and the Terrans can't use troops against the Protoss, this is a way to protect the safety of the Terrans, and it's also a medicine to poison the hope of the world!"

"You mean to hide from the world?"

"No, but let the Son of Heaven really die in the world!"

The Heavenly Master opened his eyes, his eyes were burning with scorching fireworks, and when he saw the Jade Emperor frowning, he said in a cold voice: "Nangong Rong Ruo really can't pose a threat to you, but the Son of Heaven and Tang Ziwei are alive! The royal family in the world is ruthless, and the Heavenly Palace is even more than the world, you are immortal, as long as you keep that secret, the Jade Emperor will always belong to you!"

The Jade Emperor lowered his head in silence, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time, he raised his head and asked, "What about the specifics?"

"You call the Son of Heaven down, and at the same time persuade Tang Ziwei to kill the Son of Heaven, the world is huge, and the two tigers are injured when they fight, not to mention the two dragons, their fight will inevitably attract the attention of Kunlun and other human forces......"

"My people will take the opportunity to kill the winner, after that, you can sit back and relax, you can also use troops against the world, and divide the world into the territory of the Heavenly Palace, more than a hundred or ten years later, raise troops in the underworld, collect and attack demons, unify the six realms, and turn over easily!"

The future outlined by the Heavenly Master for the Jade Emperor was exactly the same as the Jade Emperor envisioned, but the Jade Emperor did not say anything, still hesitating.

The Son of Heaven is a very good prince, although Tang Ziwei is worse than the Son of Heaven, it is also a good choice, if they all die, the Heavenly Palace will have no way back!

"I forgot to tell you, the bloodline of the Human Emperor appeared, and now in Great Xia, with Cao Qingfan's temperament, what do you think he will do after coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes to dominate the world?"

The Heavenly Master spoke at the right time to help the Jade Emperor cut off the last hesitation.

The Six Realms are mountains and seas, living beings are beasts, and the laws of nature are survival of the fittest.