Between the mountains and rivers, the mood will be much cleaner inexplicably, and the evil words and gossip of others will not be heard in the ears, for Jiang Chuyi, Luo Yuetong does not have too much disgust, but he can never say that he likes it.

At this moment, Luo Yuetong looked at Chen Anzhi smiling happily, and didn't believe that he was the rumored Great Sword Immortal who betrayed the three states and five places.

What kind of existence Jiang Chuyi is, Luo Yuetong, who was not born in the same world, does not know, but he has learned a thing or two from rumors and historical books, although Jiang Chuyi is a traitor in three states and five places, but his achievements in kendo are unprecedented and unprecedented.

The nine thousand avenues in the world, the sword cultivator attacked and killed, Jiang Chuyi could cut off the mountains and seas with just one sword, and the monks in the world couldn't raise their heads, even if he immortals who became the lord of the world three thousand years ago, they didn't dare to say that they took him three swords unscathed.

Even if He Xianren later pacified the dark turmoil and Jiang Chuyi rebelled, He Xianren also wished him to be the 'Great Sword Immortal', according to He Xianren's words, there are thousands of sword cultivators in the world in the three states and five places, and the same is true for the Sword Immortal, but the Great Sword Immortal is the only one.

Let's not mention that Jiang Chuyi was scattered by He Immortal three thousand years ago, let's just say that even if he was lucky not to die, how could such an arrogant Great Sword Immortal come here to be a handyman.

So Luo Yuetong didn't believe it, as if she had heard a big joke.

"Miss Luo. Chen Anzhi looked helplessly at the girl who couldn't stop laughing, a little helpless.

Luo Yuetong stood up, gently patted the dust stained on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Go back to sleep, and you will have to practice hard for the big test tomorrow." ”

The moonlight was soft, sprinkled on her face white, Luo Yuetong walked ahead, so that Chen Anzhi couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but vaguely heard a soft word, "Thank you." ”

The light leaked out of a corner, and the light as thin as a cicada's wings fell on Chen Anzhi's face through the window paper, somehow a little itchy, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a few locks of green silk hanging on his face and caressing gently, and a brush with ink on the tip of the pen stopped at the distance of three fingers on the tip of his nose, and behind him was a white hand and a sweet and lovely face.

"Hey, hey, you're awake. The girl sneered and stood straight on the edge of the bed, holding the brush in one hand and the back of her head with the other.

Chen Anzhi pursed his lips, if it was a little later, I am afraid that there will be more strange patterns on his face.

"Sorry, I woke up a little late. Chen Anzhi not only didn't care, but a little relieved, since he woke up from the eternal night of three thousand years for a month, this is the first time to sleep so comfortably, perhaps because of his spiritual sea of healing, less uneasy, before his body leaked from all sides, like a broken grass house in the wind and rain, now the hole is filled in some, although less, but fortunately can hide some aura, aura is also the foundation, with the confidence, will be so relaxed to rest.

"You know you're oversleeping. Luo Yuetong pouted, and then suddenly smiled evilly: "Today's breakfast, yesterday's dinner, you owe me two meals now, how do you say to make up for it." ”

is worthy of being a person who has lived for thousands of years, but his skin is thicker than the Great Wall, Chen Anzhi coughed dryly and said: "Who made Miss Luo's cooking so delicious, so useless for me." As he spoke, he shook his head with great regret.

Luo Yuetong's eyebrows twisted slightly, pursed her red lips as transparent as cherries, and said dissatisfiedly: "Okay, okay, hurry up and eat, you will learn to cook with me from today onwards, otherwise if you really don't know anything, be careful that the master drives you down the mountain." ”

Chen Anzhi hurriedly responded, sat up, looked at the girl who was still on the side, and quipped, "What? Miss Luo wants to see me dressed?"

What a scoundrel remark.

The girl who called Deng is pretty face was red, her eyes were slightly wide, she raised her hand and threw it hard, and scolded: "Phew, it's shameless!"

A touch of ink in the air into a bead line, Chen Anzhi dodged the sneak attack in the morning, but was wiped with ink by this bright face, and the gorgeous ink plum blossoms bloomed in the center of his eyebrows.

The ink of the Yuanshan Sect is all good ink, Chen Anzhi washed it for half an hour, raised the bronze mirror, the ink plum in the center of his eyebrows was still looming, and the corners of his mouth were pulled, but he had no choice but to do nothing.

"This world nine thousand avenues, only righteousness as the head, He Xianren traveled the world, admired the landscape, watched the injustices in the world, had pity, and then chose righteousness as the head, since then there is only this righteousness in the world, Haoran forever. ”

"Our sword cultivation, the cultivation is the sword, but also the heart, the sword heart is unstable, the sword qi is turbid and blunt, not to mention the mountain splitting the ground, even the green bamboo in the courtyard is difficult to move the slightest. ”

Xue Changyi sat on the high peach chair in the front of the hall and talked endlessly, and the disciples on the nineteenth floor listened attentively, especially Luo Yuetong, who was sitting at the front, his face was rarely serious, and he couldn't wait to keep every word in his heart.

Chen Anzhi stood outside the door, holding a broom with his arms, looking at their immature and energetic faces, and then at the resolute middle-aged man sitting in the middle, his eyes stopped on Xue Changyi's beard, Chen Anzhi subconsciously touched his chin, and he inevitably felt a little embarrassed in his heart, and felt whether to keep some beards, after all, he was already the generation of his wife and grandfather in front of them.

Thinking about it like this, Chen Anzhi sighed a little, and secretly scolded himself for being really the same as his appearance, and his psychology has not grown at all.

"Do any of you know the sword path of my Yuanshan Sect?" Xue Changyi was a little thirsty, picked up the teacup and took a sip, looked around, paused and looked away from Chen Anzhi, and asked.

Luo Yuetong stood up first, clasped her fists and bowed slightly, and said: "The sect is prescribed, the patriarch He Xianren once said when he established the sect, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, open peace for all generations, abide by his own body, and judge justice for heaven and earth!"

These words are not so atmospheric, it just makes Chen Anzhidu a little surging with heart, but it's a pity that that's all.

Xue Changyi stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the passionate faces, but sighed slightly in his heart.

It's not that this sentence is wrong, but after all, it is not the most satisfactory answer in his heart.

How can there be one only way of the sword in the world, which establishes justice for heaven and earth? But what is justice?

Xue Changyi thinks that all right and wrong are centered around justice, but he doesn't feel that what he thinks in his heart is right, and he will inevitably hesitate because of this.

I didn't expect that after five hundred years of cultivation, I would regress more and more, and my sword heart would be covered with dust, so it was no wonder that I had stopped in the Semi-Holy Realm for a hundred years without seeing the slightest increase.

Xue Changyi was silent, his face was a little ugly because of his thoughts, which made Luo Yuetong, who was originally confident, beat a drum in his heart, wondering if he had memorized the wrong sect teachings, but after going through it again in his mind, he didn't say it wrong, how could the master look unhappy.

Xue Changyi took a deep breath, sat down, thought of the end, still couldn't figure out the justice, raised his head and saw his chin against the broom handle, looking idle, remembering yesterday's question about the world.

He hesitated slightly, his thick eyebrows tightened, and he still opened his mouth and asked, "What is kendo?"

Luo Yuetong saw that the master sat down and spoke, thinking that he was asking himself, and was about to answer, but found that the other party's eyes were not on him, and he was puzzled at the moment, and he looked at the line of sight, and he was even more confused.

Chen Anzhi looked at the eyes in the hall, and secretly said in his heart that he was not lazy and wanted to be blamed, so he hurriedly picked up the broom, pretending to swing left and right, and the originally clean stone floor was dusted by him.

"What is the way of the sword?" Xue Changyi asked again.

There was silence in the hall, and there was a sound of needles falling.

Chen Anzhi was shocked to realize that the people in the hall were asking themselves, and after thinking about it last night, he always felt that the conversation in the Taoist workshop that day was too surprising and too ostentatious, and it couldn't be like this.

So he slowed down his movements, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Xue Changyi stood up, seemed to be thinking a little, dismissed his disciples, closed the door, but called Chen Anzhi into the house and did not leave.

Sitting back in the front seat, he suddenly frowned, bent his right hand, and flicked it four times.

Four white rays shot out and bounced towards the four corners of the room, setting up a barrier, so that Luo Yuetong and the others who were eavesdropping outside the house only felt that their ears were quiet, and they couldn't hear anything at all.

"What is Master's intention in leaving Chen Anzhi alone?" He Sanxi pinched his chin with a puzzled expression.

The second senior brother Du Yizhuang smiled and said, "Then you have to ask the master." ”

Luo Yuetong couldn't hear the conversation in the house, and said thoughtfully: "Yesterday, the master personally took Chen An up the mountain, and today he left him alone, why do you say it?"

He Sanxi suddenly seemed to think of something, laughed evilly, and said mysteriously: "Is this Chen Anzhi the illegitimate son of the master and his old man?

Before he finished speaking, He Sanxi received a slap on the top of his head, and then his ear was twisted by Ye Jianxi, "You don't talk nonsense, be careful that the master hears and punishes you to go to the back mountain." ”

He Sanxi hurriedly clasped his palms together and begged for mercy again and again.

In the hall, Xue Changyi raised his hand to signal Chen Anzhi to take a seat, and asked, "I was a little concerned before, what do you mean by wearing a sword at your waist?"

Chen Anzhi was silent for a long time, subconsciously touched the handle of the knife, his eyes were a little fluttering, and the sun fell on his body with some warmth, he seemed to see a knife man sitting on the top of the mountain, shook the wine gourd, and said to himself: "Good wine with heroes, good knives with leisure." ”

Chen Anzhi smiled, not wanting to talk deeply about this matter, "This knife was given to me by a nobody. ”

Yes, speaking of which, I never asked his name.

Xue Changyi didn't ask any more questions, and suddenly jumped to another question, and said slowly: "Then let me ask you, how do you say justice for heaven and earth?"

"If you say you don't know, I'll let you clean the hut at once. The corners of Xue Changyi's mouth raised, and he was about to force Chen Anzhi to answer.

Chen Anzhi was slightly stunned when he heard this, looked at Xue Changyi with a smug face helplessly, and said, "Nonsense. ”

"Oh?" Xue Changyi raised his eyebrows, "This thing is someone else, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Chen Anzhi sighed, and secretly said that he seemed to be unable to hide, so he smiled calmly after thinking about it: "Establish justice for heaven and earth? Is it the righteousness in your heart, or the righteousness in his heart, or the righteousness in the hearts of the people in the world? Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, selfish desires, greed, and lust are endless, who can achieve true justice?"

"The two sides are competing, each has their own reasons, both sides have self-justice to help one and the other, who should they help?"

"The so-called righteousness is nothing but the righteousness that it has determined itself, and it cannot be established by heaven and earth. ”

"On the Nine Thousand Avenues, only the sword cultivator attacks and fights with the sword, and what he cultivates is a sword, in order to cut off the right and wrong in front of him, all troubles, false things, and unrighteous things can be cut with a sword. ”

"This is the way of the sword, and it has been like this for thousands of years. ”

"Zheng~" With a crisp sword roar, a little cold light came in an instant, and the touch of ink plum hanging in the center of Chen Anzhi's eyebrows was not too far away.

Chen Anzhi quietly looked at the middle-aged man with the sword, still firm, steady as a rock, and said clearly word by word, "Monk, in the final analysis, it's just for yourself." ”

Xue Changyi didn't answer, staring at the calm man with a solemn face, and his tone was cold, "If you have ill intentions towards the Far Mountain Sect, I will kill you." ”