Jingping Town.

Huo Wang and Ye Wei stood around the big black cauldron.

The lame geese, who had not known their whereabouts before, were also impatient to fly up and down at this time.

This big black pot has no lid,

The scent wafted out along with the steam.

Many people in the town smelled the incense.

They didn't know what kind of wind Ye Wei, who had always been lazy, had smoked and how he made such a delicious thing.

Smelling the fragrance, they all came to the dining hall together.

One by two bared their heads, staring at the big black cauldron.

They didn't know Huo Wang.

But a raw face is still very easy to distinguish.

What's more, Huo Wang's dress is also similar to that of those literati masters in Bogulou, and he must be a big man.

"Go get your chopsticks by yourself and eat them together when you're ready!"

Ye Wei waved his hand to the people at the door and said.

As soon as the words fell, they scattered in a hurry and went to the chopstick cage in the front hall to get chopsticks.

Some children, although small enough to squeeze adults, just take advantage of this to shuttle back and forth between the legs of adults.

As soon as I looked up, I was already at the table, and I reached for a pair of chopsticks.

But it's much faster than the adults scrambling around.

"I haven't eaten hot pot in a long time. ”

Huo Wang said.

"How fine are you eating now?"

Ye Wei asked.

I think that when they fought in the north and south, three meals a day were all made by a big black pot.

Whatever it is, just add water to a boil, throw it in and cook it.

At that time, who cares about what tastes like?

If the mud soup fills the stomach, maybe the whole land can be eaten by a layer.

Once, Ye Wei got a live chicken out of nowhere.

In order to prevent the chicken from crowing, he held the chicken in his arms all the way, and pinched the chicken's mouth with his hands.

Unexpectedly, when I returned to the camp, the chickens were already suffocating.

Ye Wei wanted to show off to Huo Wang, but now he was completely discouraged.

He hid the chicken, thinking that he would stew it and eat it at night, and that he would have a good night's sleep after eating.

As a result, the battle situation broke out, and he had to put on a battle.

When he came back, Huo Wangzheng was picking his teeth with a very thin chicken bone.

What was left for Ye Wei was only chicken feathers.

Ye Wei has not forgotten this until now.

Even every time I think about it, I can still make myself half angry.

When he is angry, he will drink.

But the more I drank, the more angry I became.

Ye Wei wanted to calm down his emotions.

Before I knew it, I drank wine for ten days.

On average, he thinks about it once a month, so that's how he drinks ten days a month.

In fact, where is he angry?

He just misses that time.

In other words, he misses Huo Wang very much.

It's just that he never admits it, and he never thinks about it.

I talked about it for 20 years, so it would take 20 years.

If he ran away early, wouldn't it be a joke for Huo Wang?

He would rather be uncomfortable than be laughed at by Huo Wang.

Now, when he saw Huo Wang and the things cooked in this pot, he remembered the chicken again.

But at this time, Ye Wei didn't want to drink at all, but wanted to cry a little.

"You have too many chili peppers in this soup, and the smoke makes my eyes hurt!"

After Huo Wang finished speaking, he turned his head and left the back hall.

Will Huo Wang, the king of Dingxi, be unable to stand the chili pepper smoked eyes?

Ye Wei didn't believe it.

But since Huo Wang said so, he listened to it too.

"I'll cook the chicken first!"

Ye Wei said.

"Good. ”

Huo Wang responded from afar.

"I'm going to eat this chicken myself!"

Ye Wei said.

"No problem. ”

Huo Wang said.

"Do you really want to be so generous? don't you want me to keep a chicken ass for you?"

Ye Wei said with a smile.

"Because I'm the king of Dingxi, I brought two chickens!"

Huo Wang turned his head and stretched out his hand and gestured.

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In the Bogu Building, in Liu Ruiying's room.

There was a moment of loneliness in his eyes.

It was a deep sense of powerlessness against reality.

The man in white said 'what if'.

Because he really has ifs.

Liu Ruiying can't say if.

Because he really didn't have anything to do.

If the man in white was still holding a single knife in his left hand, Liu Ruiying could still use his own improvisation just now to resist for a while.

No matter how bad it is, it can hold on for a while.

You know, this is not a wilderness or an uninhabited alley.

This is Bogu Building.

It's the Heavenly Sect.

It is the residence of the eight-rank golden silk day Di Weitai.

Not to mention the world, at least it should be the safest place in Bogu Building.

However, Liu Ruiying understands the truth that it is dark under the lamp.

The man in white also understands very well.

But the most lethal thing is not to wait for it to be black or not, but how dark it is.

It's where the lamp is placed.

If the lamp is placed in the Dingxi Palace, it is not safe even to stand by Huo Wang's side.

If the lamp is placed in the Central Capital Investigation Division, it will inevitably be poisoned even if he eats face-to-face with Wei Qilin.

Liu Ruiying suddenly thought, but there is another point, which is more terrifying than the lamp itself.

That's the man who holds the lamp.

The lampstand in the house didn't have long legs, and he wouldn't run around on his own.

If no one had moved, it would have stood in the corner for years until it became ancient with the house.

But if someone deliberately changes their hands, or even blows out the lights, the scene is very different.

It is dark under the lamp, and when the light is off, the whole house is dark.

The man in white closed the door after Liu Ruiying entered, in order to make this room a completely black place.

No one knows what's going on here.

All can only see the results.

But the result cannot be changed.

It's like 'if' is the most unpromising word in the world.

Each stroke contains a mixture of remorse and complaining about decadence.

Unforgettable misses and wishful thinking.

Besides, the dead don't even have the opportunity to say 'if'.

This is the root of Liu Ruiying's loneliness.

The cloudy weather outside the house has nothing to do with him now.

Whether it's pouring rain or the sun is shining.

It will not change any of the mood in the house.

The pattern of ten deaths and no life, the mood of killing every step of the way.

Liu Ruiying pondered for a moment and put down the sword in his hand.

"What, give up?"

The man in white asked.

Liu Ruiying shook his head and silently looked at the star sword in his hand.

"I didn't give up, but I really didn't know how to persevere. ”

"You're pretty self-aware. ”

The man in white said.

"Because I don't want to be a nasty person. ”

Liu Ruiying said.

"People are always harsh on others, but they are always prone to misestimating themselves. Either overestimated or underestimated. ”

The man in white said.

"I've always been accurate in my estimates. ”

Liu Ruiying said.

"So you decided you couldn't beat me. ”

The man in white said.

"If you have a knife, I do have the strength to fight. But now, there is no chance of winning. ”

Liu Ruyi said.

"So you have something to ask me. ”

The man in white said.

"That's right. ”

Liu Ruiying nodded.

"And it's a very old-fashioned question. ”

The man in white continued.

"That's right. ”

Liu Ruiying's sword was withdrawn from its scabbard.

"Since you know the same old question, you know that I won't answer. ”

The man in white said.

"So I just thought about it in my head and didn't ask. ”

Liu Ruiying said.

"I'm going to try it anyway, though. ”

Liu Ruiying pulled out his sword again.

This time he pulled it very slowly, very slowly.

Slow enough for spring to skip summer and go straight into autumn.

The man in white showed a very appreciative gaze.

He felt that he was still not mistaken.

A person who is honest and loyal to his friends will not abandon himself like this.

He's going to fight.

Although this process is inevitably a little entangled in depravity.

But in the end, it will return to the original trajectory.

Fang Cai's sword collection is exactly like this when he draws his sword again.

Mu Ranjian.

Liu Ruiying stabbed straight with his sword.

This sword is an explosion of pure physical power.

From the Achilles tendon to the leg, and then to the back, linking the right arm, a sword stabbed out.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the tip of the pen under the face towel of the man in white.

There are no tricks, no tricks.

That's how it really stabs.

The man in white was masked, and Liu Ruiying couldn't see his expression clearly.

But he could feel that the man in white seemed to be laughing.

This laughter is not mockery, nor contempt, but a comfort.

I don't know if he is comforting himself or Liu Ruiying.

Liu Ruiying's sword was closer.

It was less than three feet from the tip of his nose.

The man in white flipped his wrist suddenly.

The two long knives crossed left and right in front of them, like a pair of scissors, and they firmly clamped Liu Ruiying's sword body.

At this point, the tip of the sword was no more than an inch away from the tip of his nose.

But it is firmly fixed, and there is no trace of advance or retreat.

At this time, a pure and majestic power gushed out from the yin and yang poles in Liu Ruiying's body, and it spread along the meridians to his sword-holding right arm.

It was a force far beyond the limits of what he could bear.

The pain in the meridians is like thousands of knives shuttling through flesh and blood.

But his right arm was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't move.

It wasn't until all this energy was injected into the Star Sword that Liu Ruiying withdrew his spirit and let it explode.

Bang!

The twin swords of the man in white were lifted apart by the strength that erupted from the left and right sword bodies of the star sword.

The shackles that held the star sword were broken.

In an instant, the tip of the sword advanced more than an inch.

"Ding!"

Another crisp sound.

It's exactly the same as the timbre when the man in white slapped himself before.

It's just that this crisp sound is quieter than before.

If the crisp sound of the slap is like the sound of reading aloud, then this crisp sound is like whispering love words when lovers are snuggling up to each other in the bamboo forest at dusk.

It's not as fierce and generous, but it's invisible.

"It's!"

Liu Ruiying's pupils suddenly shrank.

There was no cover in front of the man in white, but the Star Sword couldn't move forward again no matter what.

"Tenjin, Yao Kyushu ......"

Liu Ruiying muttered to herself.

The martial arts cultivation of the man in white turned out to be the supreme god Yao Kyushu!

Only those who have reached this kind of realm can maintain a thin layer of protective energy outside the body at any time.

It's thin, but it's indestructible.

Whether it is a bright knife or a hidden weapon, he has no way to start, because there is no flaw in his body.

"Found out?"

The man in white asked.

"I didn't expect my life to be so valuable. ”

Liu Ruiying smiled bitterly.

"Everyone's life is valuable, but your life is indeed much more important than others. ”

The man in white said.

Liu Ruiying was puzzled, but the man in white didn't have any intention to continue explaining.

At this time, he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his lower abdomen.

The pain in the meridians of his right arm was a hundred times more severe than before.

His whole body trembled slightly, and his waist bent slightly.

Located in the center of the two poles of yin and yang, the great master Faxiang who had been silent for a long time actually regained his vitality at this moment, and the villain stood up from the Taishang stage, pointed towards the void, and lit up the dim Taishang Star overhead.

I saw that the Taishang Star moved with his fingers, and the Great Grandmaster Dharma Xiang slipped down with one finger, and the Taishang Star dragged a long tail band in the air.

The stars are shining, condensed but not dispersed.

The Grand Master opened the five fingers of his right hand, and Taishang Xing was slowly sucked in by an inexplicable pulling force.

When he got closer, he grabbed Taishang Xing in his hand and played with his left and right hands alternately.

Immediately, from behind him, the True Yang Jade Jing Sword was suspended in front of him out of thin air.

The Great Grandmaster's Law Minister, Taishangxing, was placed on the hilt of the Zhenyang Yujing Sword, as if the scales had fallen into a quagmire, and Taishangxing was slowly sinking, hiding his tracks.

The starlight was not visible, and Liu Ruiying saw that the great grandmaster's law was a little more condensed than before.

Especially the originally blurred facial features, but at this time, the nose and mouth can be seen clearly.

It's just that the position of the eyes is still a little hazy, as if it contains a cloud of phosgene, which has not yet been fully formed.

Then, the Grand Master Dharma Minister, holding his sword, jumped down from the Taishang platform, and this small world entered his body like a whirlpool as his body fell.

He stood at the pole of yin and yang, and when he inserted a sword, a crack appeared in the pole of yin and yang.

The root of Liu Ruiying's severe pain was really born because of this.

He didn't know why the Great Grandmaster Dharma Xiang was acting like this.

The yin and yang poles were damaged, and the strength of his body suddenly leaked seven or eight points.

The rest was barely enough for him to hold on.

"Wow!"

Liu Ruiying spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the man in white hurriedly retreated two feet away.

For fear that Liu Ruiying's blood would stain his clothes.

Unexpectedly, this man in white still has such a serious cleanliness habit.

After the man in white stepped back, he looked at Liu Ruiying and frowned.

He really couldn't figure out why Liu Ruiying vomited blood.

Although the strength of the sword just now was far beyond the normal state of a pseudo-earth sect.

But human beings are made up of countless accidents.

Always chasing the position, always breaking through the limit, this is the person.

People are born without wings and cannot soar through the sky like eagles.

It also does not have the claws and fangs of a tiger wolf, which can kill with one blow.

Only in the confrontation with nature and the competition with the great power of heaven and earth can the spirit of evolution be constantly improved.

It is precisely with such a spirit that countless accidents can be created, and there are countless backbones and branches of the three religions and nine streams of literature, martial arts, and art.

What's more, the Pseudo-Earth Sect is not a conventional martial arts cultivation path in the first place.

Since Liu Ruiying has cultivated into a pseudo-earth sect, it means that he is an unexpected person.

The unexpected person uses transcendent power, and it should be the best match!

The man in white was only a passive defense, and he didn't make even half a move at all.

This mouthful of blood spit out, but Liu Ruiying could no longer maintain a standing posture.

He was on one knee with his sword on the ground.

With his head down, he was in great pain.

Compared with the pain, Liu Ruiying's heart is even more mixed.

It took more than ten years of penance to have today's cultivation, but it was unexpectedly damaged by the sword of this inexplicably born great master Faxiang.

However, at this time, in the body, the Great Grandmaster's Law Appearance didn't seem to be satisfied, and only cracks appeared in the two poles of yin and yang.

He grasped the hilt of the True Yang Yujing Sword with both hands and turned it in a half circle.

This turn made the entire yin and yang poles completely collapse.

From the inside out, large chunks collapse, fall, and then disappear into invisibility.

"Wow!"

Liu Ruiying had already spit out a mouthful of blood.

This bite is no longer caused by the collapse of the yin and yang poles.

It's because his heart is dead at the moment.

If a person lives in the gutter all day long, at least there is a starry sky to look up to, and phantom light to imagine, there is always a lot of beauty worth pursuing.

However, Liu Ruiying is not a person who lives in the gutter.

Although the Investigation Department is dark, his status and pattern have established his domineering nature.

Born in this way, he is naturally aggressive.

Although he also has the illusion of light in his heart that he wants to pursue, what he already has is the starry sky that others dream of.

Now that the starry sky is shattered, those phantom lights are naturally no longer important.

Although the farmer goes to be the emperor, although the span is huge, as long as he is given enough time, he will be able to adapt to it sooner or later, and he will not necessarily do badly.

After all, no one is born destined to be an emperor.

Huo Wang also walked out of a white bone road in the sea of corpse mountains and blood to get to where he is today.

But if the emperor is allowed to turn around and become a farmer again.

I'm afraid that few can withstand such a gap.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

What's more, how can Liu Ruiying's efforts and adventures over the years be summed up in luxury?

In the blink of an eye, he thought about his own life and the guilt he had carried.

Children adore their parents, especially when their parents are among the heroes of the world.

Maybe he will rebel and resist in the process of growing up, but his heart is still full of worship and admiration.

Rebellion and resistance are only protection for his inferiority.

When his most precious blood relatives are an unattainable lonely peak cliff standing in front of him.

Who can be proud?

But growth takes time.

The lone peak does not rise out of thin air, and the cliff does not come into existence suddenly.

They all stand out in the continuous competition, and then have some more luck than others.

But this luck is also mutual, why does it fall on one or two people?

It's because they're worth it.

Liu Ruiying grew up with the aura of his dead parents, and although the lonely peak cliff in front of him was not as clear as others, it gave him just the right amount of motivation.

The more unknown it is, the more curious it is.

Curiosity sparked the desire to find out.

And this idea needs enough strength to support it.

Liu Ruiying has never been consciously excellent, but he knows that he has not done badly along the way.

Although there is a lot of time to be lazy and slippery.

But who hasn't been young?

It's really a waste not to do a few jerk things at the age of a bastard.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you are a jerk at any time, and it doesn't matter how long you are a jerk.

As long as you can finally understand that you can call yourself a bastard like that.

Seeing that the two poles of yin and yang all turned into nothingness, the great master Fa Xiang was very proud to pace in the empty dantian with his hands behind his back, as if admiring his work.

Liu Ruiying simply sat on the ground.

Kneeling is always uncomfortable.

Liu Ruiying no longer holds out any hope.

Even if someone broke down the door and rescued him now, it would not be necessary.

On the contrary, he just wanted to end it all quickly.

He knew that everything that was happening was real.

So he stared straight at the double knives in the hands of the man in white.

He wanted to choose the most decisive end for himself.

He even began to study the strength and angle of the two knives to pierce into the body, so that he could not end in pain.

The knife of the man in white is a narrow knife.

Although the length is undoubtedly the other, the knife face is only one-third wide.

If it weren't for the fact that there was only one blade, at first glance it would be no different from a sword.

Such a knife has excellent penetration, and the slashing power is insufficient.

But this is very good for Liu Ruiying.

Stabbed to death and slashed.

This is true for everybody.

If the knife of the man in white was very ordinary, then Liu Ruiying even thought about committing suicide with the star sword.

Because the skin of the knife was cut open, and then it was too painful to die of excessive blood loss.

He was already a mess inside him, and he really didn't want to make a mess outside of his body.

The two are dead, although they are happy.

But wouldn't that death disgust the person who collected the body?

Liu Ruiying didn't want to die, but she was still disliked and hated by others.

So he didn't want to be hacked to death.

But stabbing is also in different places.

Neck or heart?

If the neck is pierced, blood will inevitably spurt out, and it will inevitably stain the clothes of the man in white, and he must not have done so.

If it is the heart, if it is a little off, it will be difficult to die for a while.

However, with the cultivation realm of the white-clothed man Heavenly God Yao Kyushu, it must be impossible to deviate.

Thinking of this, Liu Ruiying shook his head and smiled.

He was laughing at himself.

Because he really couldn't think of anyone in this world who would do so hard to plan how to kill himself completely for the enemy.

When I was in the capital city of Dingzhou.

Tang Zhongsong dragged him to the Liuguang Pavilion to listen to the sound book and tell the story.

The story of Gao Xukai practicing light skills is ridiculous, but it is so good that the ferryman in the Taishang River has been alone since then.

Now, Liu Ruiying is also the first in the world.

The first person in the world to die for himself.

It's not a good name, though.

However, it was also in response to his own evaluation of Gao Xukai's words that day: "It's also the best in the world." ”

At this time, he no longer laughed at himself.

He felt a little respectable, as if he had come a little closer to his heroic parents, whom he had never met.

"How could it be ......?"

The man in white also saw the clues in Liu Ruiying's body at this moment.

He could feel that Liu Ruiying's cultivation was receding like a tide, and he gradually became no different from an ordinary person.

But only Liu Ruiying himself knows that he is not even as good as an ordinary person now.

Ordinary people don't practice martial arts, and naturally there are no yin and yang poles in the dantian, and there is no energy to call, but if they work hard, they can also grow some physical strength.

And now, he can't even lift his eyelids.

The vitality is like the sunshine in the waning mountains, gradually fading.

There was only one star of firefly left.

The man in white had never seen such a bizarre situation.

This also piqued his curiosity.

Even if Liu Ruiying is still a complete victory, he is completely sure that he can kill with one sword.

What's more, now Liu Ruiying, as a martial artist, is already dead.

Of course, the man in white should take this opportunity to learn more about some scenes that he has never seen.

He thought that Liu Ruiying was because the sword was too strong, so that the two poles of yin and yang were counterattacking, but it would not collapse like this anyway.

Liu Ruiying sank all his spirit into the dantian in his body.

He no longer had any interest in the outside world, and at this moment he just wanted to find out why this great master was like this.

Thinking about the beginning, the day he cultivated, his heart was very excited.

Because an epiphany allowed him to skip the first level of 'Instant Thought Lifting' and the second level of 'Suddenly Seeing the Truth of Nature'.

I thought that when the Great Grandmaster Dharma returned again, he would completely enter the third level of 'being a Great Grandmaster'.

Unexpectedly, after a long wait, I got such a result.

Sure enough, good luck doesn't come for nothing.

If you come inexplicably, you will naturally go inexplicably.

What is too easy to gain will be twice as easy to lose.