This cultivator who was only enshrined at the pinnacle of the Five Realms, in the cultivator's world, he and an existence like Fang Xiumu were separated from the distance between the earth and the sky. In normal times, even if he changed to any ordinary Seven Realms Grandmaster, I am afraid that he would not stop talking nonsense with someone like him.

However, at this time, Fang Xiumu was in a wonderful opportunity, and the first thing he had to straighten out was his own mood.

So he stopped, even turned his body, looked at this Torture Priest who was too shocked and puzzled, and said, "Everyone in the world, including Yuan Wu and that person, thinks that my cultivation talent is stronger than my brother's, but this is not the case. ”

The criminal priest suppressed the shock and panic in his heart, and looked at the square embroidered curtain with a faint gem luster circulating on his body, and was even more puzzled.

Fang Xiumu's cultivation talent is well known to the world, and even the person back then is said to have specially visited Fang Fu, and thought that Fang Xiumu's achievements would far surpass Fang Yu and others.

Fang Xiumu has not played in Changling for many years, and there is almost no record of fighting people, but after most cultivators have seen Fang Xiumu, they are all impressed in their hearts, so even if Fang Xiumu has practiced in seclusion over the years, it has become more famous.

Fang Xiumu was the most talented among the cultivators of that generation who were close in age, this was something that almost everyone agreed, but now he himself said so, could it be that Yuan Wu and that person would be wrong?

"My brother is inferior to me because he has done everything, and I only have to think about the things of cultivation, so in the past many years, he has done a lot of things, and I am just an idiot who only knows how to practice. ”

Fang Xiumu thought about many clips over the years, and felt a little sad in his heart, "The most inferior thing about me is that I don't know him well enough, but he knows me better than myself." ”

"I practice the Pure Nature Sutra, I cultivate the pure and natural state of mind, in the past practice, I raised a pool of fish, just to see the joy and joy of the pond of koi in the limited pure world. Before the Lushan Alliance, I had the opportunity to break through the realm. It's just that my brother told me a long time ago that I was still a little bit short. ”

"I left Changling and went back to the sea, and stayed here for a long time, and always felt that something was missing, until today when I heard the news of my brother's death, I realized what I lacked. ”

"Pure and inactive, too pure heart and few desires, although it is in line with the state of mind of the exercises I practice, but the fish leaps into the dragon gate, but it is a heart of struggle and death. If I don't fight or kill, how can I have the kind of state of mind that jumps out of the water, leaves the confined world, and turns into a dragon?"

"What I lack is this killing intent. ”

"My brother knows me too well, so he wants his own death to bring me such an opportunity. ”

Listening to Fang Xiumu's words, the heart of this criminal priest gradually became clear, but he still couldn't help it, and asked, "Then why do you want to settle here and engage in such heavy labor every day?"

"Since it's too pure, let's look at a different world. There may be something I lack in the world of ordinary people, and my state of mind has become a pool of still water in my years of practice, but fortunately this cool official has done a good job, and what he has done has made me more and more unhappy, and finally aroused my murderous intent. ”

Fang Xiumu glanced at this criminal priest to worship, and then said: "And although this place is not close to Changling, it is not too far away. ”

The Penal Division was silent.

It is rumored that this idiot who only knows how to concentrate on cultivation has stepped out of the waves, left this earthly world, and traveled overseas to the immortal mountains, but in fact, he has stayed in this earthly world and has not completely gone far.

His cultivation was too low to guess the realm of Fang Xiumu at this time, but looking at the faint treasure light that lingered around Fang Xiumu, he knew that Fang Xiumu was gone, this was the real hidden dragon out of the abyss, and for the Great Qin Dynasty, it was another powerful and terrifying enemy.

"You... Where are you going?"

The whereabouts of such a person are very important to the Great Qin Dynasty, so he knew that such a question as his own might anger the other party and bring him death, but looking at Fang Xiumu who turned to leave, the criminal priest still took a deep breath and asked.

Fang Xiumu's face was not shocked, he didn't stop, just said: "It's closer to Yinshan here, and what's the point of going back to Changling now, who can I kill?"

The priest could no longer speak.

It wasn't until Fang Xiumu's figure completely disappeared from his sight that a deeper chill surged out of his body again.

He began to think that Fang Xiumu was answering his questions to thoroughly show his attitude and inform the world.

He said that what is the point of returning to Changling, and who can he kill?

However, with Fang Xiumu's realm and cultivation at this time, how many people in Changling can't be killed?

At most, Zheng Sleeve and a few others.

So what he meant was that from now on, he would become the enemy of Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, and he would kill Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu.

He told the people of the world to go to Yinshan, and at the same time, he also told many grandmasters who wanted to go to the enemy of the Bashan Sword Field that if they wanted to go there, they would fight him.

Although he has been meditating all the time, how many of the grandmasters in the world have the confidence to defeat him?

......

Fang Xiumu quietly walked on the waves.

The river is open, and his mind is vast.

He finally understood a little bit why he had such an achievement in cultivation with his talent for night strategy cold and the fact that he had been deliberately suppressed over the years.

Because some people's cultivation is hard and stupid, but the cultivation of people like her is fighting for their lives every step of the way.

If he is safe and pure, and continues to cultivate in that small courtyard, he may be able to have an amazing longevity, but I am afraid that in the end, he will have no sorrow or joy, and no external objects will disturb his heart, and eventually become a wooden man without emotion.

However, people are born with feelings, and there are many things that cannot be separated.

If all these things are abandoned, what traces can this person leave in his life?

So what are you going to live for?

As he walked forward, layers of pure light continued to shine out on his body, like the occasional sparkle on the water surface in the morning when no one was around, when the sun was rising.

This layer of pure light was the natural accumulation of many years of penance, and at this moment it was overflowing in his body, slowly condensing, and slowly forming a sword shape in front of him, forming a natal sword.

The sword sank at his feet, slowly revealing killing intent.

The river broke open, and his sword was like a fast boat riding the wind and waves, going upstream.

......

When Fang Xiumu was born with a sword and walked towards Yin Mountain, Fusu, who had been in a coma for a long time in the Thousand Mountains Array, gradually woke up.

He felt the wound in his body slowly healing due to some kind of medicine, and then he saw Qing Yao, who was closest to him.