Fu Huanjing, after all, it was he who paid Huanjing, and the sword went out of the East.

When Zi Xuanyang breaks through the realm, he will definitely find his protector Fu Huanjing and settle the old accounts of the past.

Qin Yan and Shang Miao's master and apprentice could have stayed out of the matter, but they inadvertently picked up the Jue Soul Ying Zhu, so they had to turn over an old yellow calendar.

The spirit monkey Sumeru no longer thinks that the master Fu Huanjing is so correct. It began to seek refuge from the Ayatsuki Shadow Sect in case its master, Fu Huan, had a seizure of anger that would harm it.

The fourth level is the catastrophe of the human world

For the owner of the door Yuwen Leopard's suitable words, at first everyone looked unimpressed, but he was a bad old man, and he was coaxing everyone and making everyone happy!

However, after the introductory disciples of the Yunding Sword Sect saw with their own eyes the phantoms of all beings in the human world around them, they were terrified and instantly fell to the ground with the five bodies that they admired.

This fourth level of the test competition, called "Crossing the Tribulation in the Human World", is actually to let the seven selected disciples go to the unpredictable human world alone, and have a good experience and practice.

"Murong Luanjie, I, Fu Huanjing, am someone you can't get in your life. Just as Murong Luanjie and Yuwen Fuze were worshipping each other, Fu Huanjing stepped forward and yelled at Murong Luanjie.

"I said, did you Fu Huanjing eat the long-lost bear-hearted leopard gall today?" Yuwen Fuze stepped forward angrily and punched him hard, and knocked the weak and emaciated Fu Huanjing to the ground and said viciously.

"Oh! Is it true? Is it really true? It is impossible to get it, then it is impossible to get it! Anyway, my Murong Luanjie is not uncommon, you are such a powerless waste idiot. Murong Luanjie walked up to Fu Huanjing's side and spat at him with a big spit on him and said with a disdainful face.

Fu Huanjing suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed, and he was at a loss for a while. Suddenly, he found that this was not consistent with his original plan, and there were some unexpected changes.

"I told you a long time ago! Don't covet the private affairs of the children of the world, it is a very poisonous red apple, and you should not eat it and taste it. This huge human realm heaven and earth dominates power, which should be your ultimate goal Fu Huanjing. Shangguan Feiyu, who had already become the emperor of the human world, said to Fu Huanjing, who had a blue nose and swollen face after being punched and kicked.

"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Ouyang Xiyue continued to mumble on the wedding banquet without hesitation.

"Sister Xiyue, it's delicious, you can eat more. Zhuge Yunjue on the side said with a smile on his cousin Ouyang Xiyue's face to toast with vegetables.

Gongsun Linglong ignored everyone, still there, smearing all kinds of precious rouge gouache on his face.

"Okay! The fourth level of the Illusion Realm Test is now over! Let us all congratulate Zhuge Yunjue on his final victory with warm applause!" Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, shouted loudly.

"Stop! Sixth Elder, what are you competing in this fourth level of the Illusion Realm Test Competition? What's the matter, he, Zhuge Yunjue, suddenly won the final victory? My sect master Yuwen Leopard, the first to disagree!" Door Master Yuwen Leopard stepped forward to protest strongly, and his sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse deliberately favored his own nephew Zhuge Yunjue, and argued with him.

"Unconvinced!

"Match-fixing! match-fixing!"

For a while, all the introductory disciples under the Yunding Sword Sect's Filthy Sword Altar were full of complaints, and they were very dissatisfied with the result of the competition.

"Disciples, please don't be impatient! Everyone listen to me, this fourth level of the test competition is a test of their seven young phantoms, going to the human realm to overcome the tribulation. As you can see, all six of them were deceived by the greed and hatred of the human world. There is only one left, Zhuge Yunjue, the biological nephew of Elder Ben, and the four are empty, sticking to his own heart. As a result, he ended up winning the round. I don't know if there is anything else you are not convinced?" Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, hurriedly explained.

"Sixth Elder, what you said is not all right, is it! He Zhuge Yunjue, was it true that the four major ones were all empty at that time?"

"Master Yuwen Sect, I don't know what is wrong?" Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, asked very puzzled.

The mistake was that at that time, Zhuge Yunjue had a trace of true feelings for Ouyang Xiyue. Door master Yuwen Leopard's fifty years of experience in the love field told him.

In order to prove that his biological nephew Zhuge Yunjue was above board and win the light, the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse had to take out a small piece of Sansheng Stone from his dust-free bag. put it in Zhuge Yunjue's body at that time to prove that he didn't move any trace of true feelings.

After some verification, it was found that he Zhuge Yunjue did not reveal his true feelings at that time.

"Yuwen Sect Master, after this and this, you should accept it convincingly, right?" the smug Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Lang Se asked with a smug smile at the Sect Master Yuwen Leopard.

"What's there to get carried away with, that can only prove that your biological nephew Zhuge Yunjue has always been insidious, hypocritical and cunning!"

In the blink of an eye, under the Filthy Sword Altar of the Genting Sword Sect, all the introductory disciples applauded thunderously after being convinced.

"The biological nephew of the Sixth Elder of the Genting Sword Sect, Xuanyuan Langse, Zhuge Yunjue, what do you want to say to everyone about your excellent performance in this round of competition?"

"How can I say it! I'm very happy, but I'm also quite surprised! I feel as if I've had a sweet dream, and I woke up and won this round of the game inexplicably. I would like to thank my uncle for proving my innocence against all odds. I think that one day, when all the spiritual bones in the Illusory Realm mention my name, the first thing that comes to mind is not the biological nephew of Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder of the Genting Sword Sect, but his Xuanyuan Langse, who has a very powerful biological uncle Zhuge Yunjue. Oh no, it's him Xuanyuan Langse, who has a very powerful biological nephew, Zhuge Yunjue. Zhuge Yunjue realized that he had said the opposite, and laughed out loud.

All the introductory disciples present were amused by his words, and they turned back and forth, of course, the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, who was his own uncle, showed a very pleased smile.

So far, in the first four rounds of test competitions in the fantasy world, Murong Luanjie has scored one point, Fu Huanjing has scored one point, Yuwen Fuze has scored one point, and Zhuge Yunjue has scored one point.

Friendship first, competition second. The remaining three people came here to join in the fun because of the participation of various close friends, and they will not be too depressed and lost if they are defeated.

It's just that Fu Huanjing, a down-and-out teenager, attaches great importance to this competition, and he is bound to win the resounding name of this "one of the 100 million people".

"The fifth level of the Illusion Realm Test has officially begun!" said the door master Yuwen Leopard who was temporarily inferior to the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, and said in a weak whisper.

Level 5 Soul Trial

The sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, who was smiling all over his face, wanted to comfort the sad and sad sect master Yuwen Leopard, and deliberately asked him to continue to read out the relevant rules of the last round of the test competition.

However, Yuwen Leopard, the door master with a dry mouth, didn't want to receive his kindness very much, but instead came over and pushed the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, and let him ascend to the Filthy Sword Altar to read the rules.

"You seven young phantoms, stop looking around. As for the final level of this Illusory Realm Test Competition, the specific rules should be as follows: First, the seven of you selected disciples need to be out of the body and stay in this Chaos Sword Pavilion with their bodies, and be taken care of by Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Yunding Sword Sect. Second, the souls of the seven of you must be sent into the Lock Demon Tower by the respected Dustless Elder, and they are not allowed to enter the tower without permission. Thirdly, the time limit of one pillar of incense, the soul of the whole tower is the winner, and he or she will become one of the '100 million people' in this illusion world test competition. The sixth elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, Xuanyuan Langse, held the brocade silk in both hands and read it out earnestly.

"Sixth Elder, aren't you joking?" said Door Master Yuwen Leopard laughed in disbelief.

"Master Yuwen Sect, Elder Ben knows about you, for fear that the Supreme Elder Sun of the Demon Realm will forget his feelings and will take the opportunity to escape from the Lock Demon Tower. However, don't forget, our Yunding Sword Sect, as well as that Great Elder Murong Bo, can be on par with him. So, you can relax, you don't have to worry. The fearless Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Lang Se comforted and explained to the door master Yuwen Leopard, who was worried for an instant.

Although the Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse's words were reasonable, the sect master Yuwen Leopard, touching the old wound on his shoulder, was still worried.

After all, his Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun forgot his feelings, and wanted to use one move to "Fight the Stars and Shift the Technique", so he wiped out the two old elders of the Yunding Sword Sect.

After some arrangements, the souls of the seven selected disciples were able to smoothly enter the Lock Demon Tower of Fangcun Mountain, where the hundred demons were floating.

Yuwen Leopard, the door master outside the lock demon tower, held a flying sword in his hand, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and waited for it, for fear that there would be some sudden changes. He didn't allow the Supreme Elder Sun of the Demon Realm to forget his feelings and kill innocent beings for the Illusory Realm again.

"Lock Demon Tower, Soul Trial Center, these bull-nosed veterans, I'm afraid they didn't want the seven of us to come and send them to death, right?" Zhuge Yunjue said timidly as a mouse.

"We're all in, let's hurry up and think of a way, how to survive the time of this pillar of incense, and the soul survives intact. Gongsun Linglong sneered at Zhuge Yunjue.

"Daydreaming! In this eighteen-story Lock Demon Tower, if our seven phantom spirits with low spiritual power want to survive, it will be difficult to reach the blue sky!" Yuwen Fuze said with a long sigh as he chose to sit still.

"Senior brother, why do you say this?" asked Murong Luanjie puzzled.

"That Demon Realm Supreme Eldest Sun Forgetfulness, have you all heard of his ruthless methods, we will definitely meet him here, don't do those senseless struggles, we are all going to die this time!" Yuwen Fuze wept and said sadly.

"Senior brother, I've heard of him. I remember when I was young, I heard my mother mention an old story about him. Ouyang Xiyue said.

"Sister Xiyue, tell me quickly!, what did he do in the past, what evil things did he did against the Heavenly Dao, so that he was trapped here for a long time by the eight elders of the Yunding Sword Sect. Fu Huanjing couldn't wait to ask.

At this time, the seven people, like grasshoppers on that rope, relied on each other.

Fu Huanjing waited anxiously, and Ouyang Xiyue, who was going through the chaotic thoughts in his head, recounted the old story of the Supreme Eldest Sun of the Demon Realm.

After a while, Ouyang Xiyue cleared her thoughts, took a shallow sip of the osmanthus brew on her waist, and moistened her throat.

The other six people took the flask and took a sip each to relieve the pressure.

"That started ten years ago! At that time, the power of the Demon Realm was extremely powerful, enough to rival the God Realm. Therefore, the war between gods and demons is about to break out. Suffering from the fact that there was no reason to declare war on the divine realm, the supreme eldest grandson of the demon realm forgot his feelings and was full of supreme magic. But he had nowhere to do it, to fulfill his lofty ambition to dominate the Six Realms. However, Baili Zunhua, the elder of the Demon Realm, secretly planted a poisonous plan and brutally killed the beloved daughter of the Yan Emperor of the Divine Realm. Not long after, this tragedy successfully provoked a war between gods and demons. The Yan Emperor of the Divine Realm, who lost his beloved daughter, was filled with grief and indignation, and instantly transformed into a huge Titan God. Ouyang Xiyue paused for a moment, took off the osmanthus brew on his waist, took a few sips and said.

"And then?" asked Murong Luanjie.

Then, I saw the titan god, with his hands folded, and destroyed the demon world. As everyone knows, for the Supreme Eldest Sun of the Demon Realm in the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit, what died was just a phantom of him. As for his true body, he had already been hiding behind the Titan Titan God. Next, he turned the Ling Yuan Xuan Sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge god-killing sword, which pierced deeply into the heart of the Titan Giant God. Ouyang Xiyue continued.

"Is this gone?" Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie asked in unison.

Then the two looked at each other, and found that they were very disgusted with each other, so they looked away.

"What's more! The supreme eldest grandson of the Demon Realm forgot his feelings, and was not satisfied with only ruling the two worlds of gods and demons, so he went around to conquer. As a result, all the sentient beings within the Six Realms could not live in peace, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses and bones piled up into mountains. Seeing that all sentient beings were suffering, Murong Bo, the great elder of the Illusory Realm, decided to join forces with the Human Emperor Tuoba Wuyan, the Spirit Emperor Helian Burning Spirit, and the Immortal Realm Emperor Fu Rongluan. Combine the power of the four to kill the supreme eldest grandson of the demon realm. After gathering the elite soldiers and good generals of the Four Realms, in front of the hopeless sea, the two armies faced each other and swallowed mountains and rivers. The two sides fought for five years, and the Supreme Eldest Sun of the Demon Realm forgot his feelings and was finally defeated. His body was burned and his soul was sealed in the Lock Demon Tower of the Genting Sword Sect. Ouyang Xiyue said dryly.

"Now we are all going to die! There is no chance of survival! Even the emperor within the Six Realms can't fight this big devil alone. The seven of us are really going to die this time!" Shangguan Feiyu and Zhuge Yunjue, these two difficult brothers hugged their heads and cried.

"Something that has no interest! This battle has not yet been fought! I only know how to grow the ambition of others and destroy my own prestige. Extremely wasted!" Gongsun Linglong on the side said with disdain for the frightened two.

"Who is it? Who is speaking here?" the Supreme Elder Sun of the Demon Realm suddenly appeared, searched around and asked.

It may be that Gongsun Linglong's voice was too sharp and harsh, which provoked this big devil.

However, at this time, the seven people in the soul state stood around the eldest grandson's forgetful body. They didn't dare to move the slightest, for fear that the big devil would find out, and in the blink of an eye, their souls would be gone.

The reason why he is the supreme eldest grandson of the Demon Realm is forgetful and can reshape his physical body. Because of this, there are more than 100 people in the lock demon tower, and the thousand-year-old cultivation of the demon clan demon is blessed.

"Xue Wu, is that you, did you come to see me?" the crazy and stupid Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun forgot to drink the wine around his waist and said wildly.

"Snow dance, they don't understand, they don't understand. The reason why I killed the gods and destroyed the heavens in the first place was all for you alone! It's not like outsiders say that I want to sit on the high position of the Lord of the Six Realms. He doesn't deserve it, what kind of bullshit God Realm Yan Emperor he is, he is not worthy of you at all. As the old saying goes, since ancient times, beauties are matched with heroes. He is a cowardly and fearful Emperor of the Divine Realm, what kind of hero can he be regarded as a great hero, a great hero?" said the Supreme Eldest Sun of the Demon Realm drunkenly.

"But Xue Wu, you want to kill me for the sake of that Divine Realm Yan Emperor. I don't understand, why, why?" said the Supreme Elder Sun of the Demon Realm, grief-stricken.

"Yes, I killed you with my own hands. I have to, kill you! This god and demon world can't tolerate you anymore! However, I don't want to, I don't want to, but I can't help it!"

As mentioned earlier, the seven phantom spirits at this time were in an out-of-body state, standing around the Demon Realm's Supreme Elder Sun Forgetfulness.

During this period of time, the seven of them held hands with each other and formed a huge circle, trapping the extremely ferocious Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun in it.

The seven phantoms had already had enough, but the crazy words of the big devil in front of them could not be separated, let alone say a word, so they had to continue to endure in silence.

Seeing the big devil smiling evilly at him, Fu Huanjing knew that the murderous big devil had succeeded.

"Run!" Fu Huanjing suddenly became able to speak, and shouted loudly to the other six phantoms.

However, it was too late!

"Broken"

I saw that the supreme eldest grandson of the demon realm forgot his feelings, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge demon venerable giant beast form.

Then, the seven tentacles of the Demon Venerable Behemoth slapped the souls of the seven of them, causing them to fall to the ground with serious injuries.

The Demon Venerable Giant Beast used the secret technique of "fighting cattle across the mountain" to roar and escape from this lock demon tower.

The seven phantom spirits in the soul state naturally couldn't withstand the hard slapping of that Demon Venerable giant beast, and their souls flew away in an instant.

"Phantom Realm Thief, where is Murong Bo? My Demon Realm Supreme Eldest Sun is forgetful, and I'm back to trouble him!" "The eldest grandson in the state of the Demon Venerable Behemoth Beast forgot his feelings, and asked loudly at the group of bull-nosed veterans in front of him.

Within the Six Realms, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and disasters followed. All the beings have already sensed that the "he" of ten years ago is back! They know that they have no chance of winning, so they have nothing to love and sit still, kneeling on the ground and begging him to give them more time to live.

When the Demon Venerable returns, there will be no Pure Land in the Six Realms.

"Eldest grandson, forget your feelings, stop quickly! You will destroy the beings of the Six Realms like this, if you resent me, kill me with your own hands. But the creatures of these six realms, they are all innocent!Please, let them go!" The Great Elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, Murong Bo Imperial Sword, flew in front of the eldest grandson who was in the state of the Demon Venerable Giant Beast and persuaded him.

Ten years ago, how did you people in the Six Realms treat her Xue Wu. This Demon Venerable will return it to you a thousand times over, today!" the Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun roared with emotion.

Before the words fell, I saw that the Demon Venerable Giant Beast that broke through the sky kicked and trampled all the creatures in the illusion world.

"You brute, you killed the Snow Dancing Girl with your own hands, what do you have to do with all the beings of our Six Realms?" Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Illusory Realm, said in the palm of the Demon Venerable Giant Beast's hand.

"It's me? It's not you, scumbags, who take advantage of her kindness. Otherwise, how could she have been killed by me? This Demon Venerable wants it today, and you will pay for her life!" the Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun cried out in tears.

Then, the Demon Venerable Giant Beast's palm clenched hard, and the Great Elder of the Illusion Realm, Murong Bo, was scattered.

"That's enough! forgetfulness, I'm Snow Dance! I'm not dead, so don't make up any more murders!"

"What? Snow Dance, you're not dead. Great, great, listen, all listen to you. In the future, this demon venerable will no longer make up and kill, as long as you are with me, I will have no regrets in my life. The eldest grandson of the Demon Venerable Giant Beast laughed and laughed.

The eldest grandson in the state of the Demon Venerable Giant Beast forgot his feelings, and hugged the Snow Dancing Girl in the state of the Titan Giant God tightly into his arms, for fear that she would leave again and never see her again.

"Snow dance, do you know that this demon has a belly, and he wants to tell you endless words. The Supreme Eldest Sun of the Demon Realm forgot his feelings, hugged Xue Wu in his arms more and more, and said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, but you don't have a chance to say it, suffer death!" Snow Dancer's right hand took out the sword from behind her back, which had been transformed into a sharp blade of the god-killing sword, and pierced deeply, and his eldest grandson's heartless roared angrily.

"No!no!Why are you doing this?You're the Snow Dance of this Demon Venerable!" the Demon Realm Supreme Elder Sun asked in surprise as he spat out blood.

"No! You're looking at the wrong person! Master, I'm one of the hundreds of millions of people, Fu Huanjing. Fu Huanjing, who showed his true body, laughed.

It turned out that when the lock demon tower was bursting, Fu Huanjing used the soul gathering bead in his hand to protect his soul. Then, his soul ran to the Chaos Sword Pavilion and returned to his own body. Eventually, he went into hiding, secretly observing how the situation unfolded.

When the soul of Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Illusory Realm, was dissipated, Fu Huanjing used the Soul Gathering Bead in his hand to gather the soul to summon the soul. He obtained the fragment of Murong Bo's memory. He gathered the souls of all the creatures in the illusion world together, transformed into the appearance of the Snow Dancing Girl in the state of the Titan Giant God, and stabbed the eldest grandson in the state of the Demon Giant Beast with a sword.

As soon as the Demon Venerable died, everything in the Six Realms returned to its original state, and the test of the Illusory Realm continued.

All the beings in the illusory world said that the murderous demon eldest grandson was a cold-blooded and ruthless monster.

But who knows, the part where his eldest grandson forgot his love and Lin Xuewu touched the unswerving love of life and death.

"As for the fifth level of this illusion test, although you Fu Huanjing won, but the 'one in 100 million' is her Murong Luanjie!" shouted Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse.

Although he Fu Huanjing was a hundred unhappy with such a result, when he thought that the Soul Gathering Orb had been Murong Luanjie's belongings, he could only be relieved of such an unbearable result.

Murong Luanjie, who was crying with joy, hugged her father Murong Bo tightly with a relieved face.

Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie, these two selected disciples, each have their own gains.

Fu Huanjing obtained the Soul Gathering Orb, which was of great help to his cultivation from the ordinary fifth order of the illusory realm to the rare first order.

Murong Luanjie was recognized by her father, and when she saw the relief on Murong Bo's face, she felt that all the pain and suffering she had suffered before was very worthwhile.

However, the remaining five selected disciples were very dissatisfied with this unfair result.

"Sixth Elder, we are very unconvinced, this illusion test is not fair. Look at it, how did the test of the fifth level have ever begun, and why did the results come out suddenly?" the other five said with dissatisfaction.

"Is it started? No, it's over! Don't be dissatisfied, this Heavenly Stone will make you happy. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Lang said persuadively.

"Sixth Elder, I'm afraid you're talking nonsense again, aren't you?, are you drunk again?" The door master Yuwen Leopard stepped forward and weighed it, and the six elder Xuanyuan Langse's waist, the few wine jugs left, teased him and asked.

"No! Elder Ben still has a little bit of a sense of proportion. As the old saying goes, you don't preside when you're drunk, and you don't get drunk when you're drunk. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse took off the wine from his waist and drank it all with a smile.

"Sixth Elder, can this small piece of broken stone have the ability to penetrate the sky? This sect master will never believe that it can make my five beloved disciples happy and convinced. Door Master Yuwen Leopard said disdainfully.

"Broken!"

With the Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse, he threw the not very eye-catching Heavenly Machine Stone in his hand into the air and shouted. I saw that the small stone made thousands of changes in the blink of an eye, and finally transformed into a huge painting.

Seeing the arrogant door master Yuwen Leopard on the side, the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse secretly made a mistake.

I saw that his sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, with his right hand behind him, drove the immortal law. The huge painting silk in mid-air, the branches at both ends were pulled out. In an instant, he turned into four flying swords, besieging the door master Yuwen Leopard beside him, and he was terrified.

In that huge painting, he told the five selected disciples. Just after everything that happened in the Soul Trial. They were so convinced that they no longer said anything unjust.

Seeing that the sixth elder Xuanyuan Lang Se had more responsibilities, the door master Yuwen Leopard and Tiger body was shocked, and he escaped from the siege of the four flying swords, so he had to sigh helplessly and turn his back and leave.

After finishing reasoning, the sixth elder Xuanyuan Lang Se was full of joy and wanted to return to the Chaos Sword Pavilion quickly. Ask the Pavilion Lord Elder Wuchen and ask for a pot of wine from his waist.

Unexpectedly, the brave young man Fu Huanjing suddenly cleared up the chaotic and complicated thoughts in his mind. stepped forward and pulled hard with both hands, and the brocade robe of his sixth elder Xuanyuan Lang Se persuaded him to stay and continue to talk about some of the truth.

"Master, I don't accept it! This test of the illusion world is really unfair. I won two of the five rounds of the game, and I scored the most points out of the seven. Why is she Murong Luanjie the 'one of the billions'?" Fu Huanjing grumbled.

"This Illusion Realm test, the huge cost of the five rounds of levels, all of which were sponsored by his Murong family. If you are rich and powerful, you can, within this illusory world, do whatever you want. If you are not convinced, hold back in your heart. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langser said.

Fu Huanjing had nothing to say, held the Soul Gathering Orb in his hand, and went home.

After a while, the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse came to the Chaos Sword Pavilion with a smile on his face.

"Sixth Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, what I said is not wrong! There is no need for that at all, I have to carry out this extremely dangerous fifth level test of the Illusion Realm. Otherwise, the creatures of the Six Realms will be slaughtered, and you and I will not be able to escape the blame. Elder Wuchen, the Pavilion Master of the Chaos Sword Pavilion, stretched out his right hand, as if he was asking the sixth junior brother in front of him for some objects, and laughed.

"I'm willing to lose the bet!I'll give it to you!" said the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse shyly.

It turned out that three days ago, the two signed a bet on whether the fifth round of the phantom test and the fifth round of the test would go smoothly.

Seeing that the dust bag of the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse was shriveled up, the dust free elder proposed that the two of them each take out a small summer money as gambling money.

"It's still the second senior brother who is far-sighted, and the sixth senior brother is naturally admired by me. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Lang said with a smile.

At first, he Xuanyuan Langse said that he had come to this Chaos Sword Pavilion just to ask the second senior brother, Elder Wuchen, for a pot of wine from his waist. Now that he saw that he had lost a small summer money, he felt as if he was in his Xuanwu Hall. Removing the empty flask from his waist, he stepped forward and scooped it with his own hands, filling a pot full of immortal brew.

Suddenly, the door master Yuwen Leopard walked out slowly from the darkness of the Chaos Sword Pavilion. For the rogue behavior of the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse in front of him, he showed disdain. The six elders who had just scooped up the wine jug were frightened, and they were shocked to scatter half a pot of immortal brew.

"Elder Wuchen, didn't all of that just now really happen?" asked Elder Wuchen worriedly, the sect master, Yuwen Leopard.

"Master Yuwenmen, everything just now has indeed happened. It's just that, the Pavilion Master made a timely move at the moment before the death of the creatures of the Six Realms. With the Netherworld Sword in his hand, he stabbed out another new world called 'Otherworld'. Elder Wuchen explained as he drank the immortal brew.

"In other words, Second Senior Brother, you have transferred all the creatures of the Six Realms to this Otherworld. Now, are the three of us in this otherworld?" asked Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langser in horror.

"Sixth Elder, do you know how the adult wild boar in the misty forest died?" asked the door master Yuwen Leopard with a smile.

"How did you die?" asked Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse, stupidly.

"Naturally, you're stupid! Sixth Elder, you don't know how to use your brain, think about it carefully. At that time, how much time was missing. How could the Dustless Elder have enough time to transfer all the beings of the Six Realms to the Otherworld. Door Master Yuwen Leopard held a bamboo fan in his hand and said as he knocked on the Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse.

"Master Yuwenmen, then please come and talk about it. At that time, how did the Pavilion Lord save the people of the Six Realms from the dire situation. Elder Wuchen handed it to the door master Yuwen Leopard, and said with a pot of immortal brew.

"Naturally, at that time, the Dustless Elder, you only transferred the eldest grandson in the state of the Demon Venerable Behemoth to the other world. Today, the three of us are still in this illusory world. Dustless Elder, I don't know if what the sect master said just now is accurate or not?" Sect Master Yuwen Leopard drank the immortal brew in his hand and asked Dustless Elder.

"Quite accurate!" Elder Wuchen clapped his hands and laughed.

"So, all of this will happen as if nothing had happened. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse suddenly realized.

It's just that to the surprise of these three people, a piece of soul fragment of the Supreme Elder Sun of the Demon Realm who forgot his feelings followed the brave young man out of the other world. Soon after, it drifted into the Netherworld North Sea, and it was possessed in the body of Fu Huanxiong, who was sealed here.

I feel that I am practicing in this unfair fantasy world, and Fu Huanjing, who has no hope for the future. He was determined to set off for the human realm and go through the reincarnation of the six lifetimes. Break through the rare fifth order of the illusory realm and soar to the first order of the epic of the illusory realm.

The reason why he Fu Huanjing knew that he was going to the human world to overcome the tribulation would help his cultivation to improve. It is because there is a small piece of Tianji Stone that Ling Hu Hezhen, who "sold fake medicines" at the beginning, secretly pointed out the correct direction of his cultivation.

However, before his brave young man Fu Huanjing left for the human world, he still had to go to a place where the treasures of the illusory world gathered.

The treasure house of the Genting Sword Sect, which is under the care and guardianship of the Three Elders Bodhizi, is the most complicated place in this huge Genting Mountain Villa.

As we mentioned earlier, the Illusory Realm belongs to one of the Six Realms, and the other five realms are the Human Realm, the Demon Realm, the Immortal Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Divine Realm.

There is also the ranking of the strength and weakness of the forces of the six realms, in order of humans, demons, demons, illusions, immortals, and gods. The Illusory Realm is located between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm, and as long as the people in the Illusory Realm cultivate enough, they can fly to the Immortal Realm and continue to cultivate.

As for the eight elders of the Yunding Sword Sect that we have been talking about, and the eight stone pillars above the Filthy Sword Altar. In fact, they are all the golden body figurines of the eight of them, each performing their own duties, guarding the eight directions of the creatures in the illusion world.

The honorific surnames of these eight elders are in order of Great Elder Murong Bo, Second Elder Wuchen Pavilion Master, Third Elder Bodhizi, Fourth Elder Duanmu Ziyan, Fifth Elder Ouyang Chun, Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse, Seventh Elder Shangguan Haitang, and Eighth Elder Yuwen Leopard.

However, since those two elders were in the Chaos Sword Pavilion, everyone in the Illusory Realm respectfully called him the Lord of the Dustless Pavilion.

There is also the eight elder Yuwen Leopard, because he refines the pill in his Bagua Gate all the year round, and the people in the Illusion Realm call him the master of Yuwen Gate.

As for the fourth elder Duanmu Ziyan and the seventh elder Shangguan Haitang, these two heroic female elders are trying their best to seal the Ten Thousand Shadows Trace Eagle in the demon world. Because of this, the two of them had no time to take care of this illusion test, so they did not attend the annual event of the illusion world.

Finally, I would like to talk about our patron saint of the Illusory Realm, Great Elder Murong Bo. Because of his brilliant achievements in the battle to subdue the demon Fu Huanxiong, everyone in the fantasy world worshiped him as the lord of the illusion world.

But he, Murong Bo, later forcibly occupied the huge mansion of the Fu Huan family and took it for himself. attracted a little infamy for him, which is why he persuaded his beloved daughter Murong Luanjie not to listen to the nonsense of outsiders.

After this illusion test, the master of the Dustless Pavilion held the Netherworld Divine Sword in his hand, and cut a space outside the Six Realms, which was called the Otherworld.

Next, the respective overlords of the six realms are divided into the following according to their cultivation level, the Human Emperor Tuoba Wuyan, the Demon Emperor Helian Burning Spirit, the Demon King's eldest grandson Forgetfulness, the Phantom Lord Murong Bo, the Immortal Emperor Fu Rongluan, and the Divine Venerable Zhuge Yunting.

Late at night, because he Fu Huanjing held the Soul Gathering Orb, he also carried a little stealth with him. Those complex mechanisms of Genting Treasure Zhai are naturally as light and simple as walking on the ground for him.

The old faster, the third elder Bodhizi, had already fallen asleep.

With the help of the candlelight, Fu Huanjing began to flip through the bookshelf full of unique secret books in the human world.

The book mentions that the two inisters of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, after being burned and destroyed by the Eight Desolations Purple Golden Phoenix, the six reincarnations were reincarnated as the eldest grandson of the Demon Venerable Giant Beast, and the Demon Venerable Spear God Ye Luming.

Then, Fu Huanjing continued to flip through the pages and found the Chronicles of the Human World that he had been looking for on this trip.

This heavy book of the human world is written on it: The human world has nine continents, eight bays, seven gorges, six valleys, five lakes, four seas, three demons, two demons, and one god.

Jiuzhou is divided according to the size of the territory, and is divided into Hongxia Continent, Yin Ran Continent, Zhan Heng Continent, Ranqian Continent, Xiao Mi Continent, Ao Dengzhou, Que Sheng Continent, Neil Continent, and Tuqian Continent.

The eight bays are slightly the same size, namely Partridge Bay, Wren Bay, Parrot Bay, Turtledove Bay, Magpie Robin Bay, Shrike Bay, Mandarin Duck Bay, and Shipwreck Bay.

The seven gorges are quite steep, that is, the Lulu Gorge, the Xintian Gorge, the Wulu Gorge, the Sixi Gorge, the Xuanmu Gorge, the Rock Pipit Gorge, and the Water Pheasant Gorge.

The six valleys are mysterious and abnormal, specifically the Valley of Dawn, the Valley of Peacocks, the Valley of Sanjiao, the Valley of the Yellow Bird, the Valley of Bailing, and the Valley of the Red.

The five lakes come in different shapes, referring to Shapeng Lake, Raven Lake, Snow Quail Lake, Vulture Lake, and Whisker Lake.

The four seas are turbulent, named the White Bulbul Sea, the Grass Owl Sea, the Necked Crane Sea, and the Jueheng Sea.

The three demons are fierce and cunning, called as the six reincarnation Peng, the mouth is like a hanging river wolf, and the shadow is a trace eagle.

The second magic power reaches the sky, it is the Demon Venerable Giant Beast's eldest grandson Forgetfulness and the Demon Venerable Spear God Yelu Zongming.

One god overlooking the vast sentient beings of the entire Six Realms is Zhuge Yunting, the emperor of his God Realm.

In addition, with the Emperor Tuoba silently in charge of the temple, Sui Fengqi, the leader of the corresponding martial arts alliance, led all the knights of the rivers and lakes.

Finally, there is a Xuanyuan Divine Sword recorded in the canon. The word Xuanyuan refers to the meaning of operation. From the Qing Dynasty in the human world, the book "Zun Yin" by Gong Zizhen. In the book, it was said: "The husband is born in Minglian, bathed in the East China Sea, wanders in Hualin, Xuanyuan is in the high ground, shining on the new Mu of people." ”

Fu Huanjing thought to himself, this sword under Xuanyuan means to practice sword movement, and it coincides with his experience in the human world on this trip.

Suddenly, the illustration in the canon was chirping, and a fierce beast Pixiu jumped out of the paper and pounced the terrified Fu Huanjing.

Fortunately, the noble man of Fu Huanjing secretly served Futu, hid in the shadows behind him, and rescued him in time.

Otherwise, his little life of Fu Huanjing can be explained tonight in this Genting Treasure Zhai!

I saw that the secret servant Futu pushed away the frightened Fu Huanjing and closed the Chronicle of the Realm of Things.

Then, the fierce divine beast Pixiu disappeared.

Fu Huanjing, who was scratched by the divine beast on his arm, was in great pain and it was difficult to move.

Seeing that his beloved disciple was like this, the thin dark servant Futu picked up Fu Huanjing on his back and disappeared into the endless night.

The next day, the secret servant Futu used the wine on his waist to exchange two healing pills for the master of Yuwen Sect of the Bagua Gate.

Fu Huanjing, a brave young man who drank the pill, and his body improved slightly. The scars on his arms are also slowly fading.

But he Fu Huanjing was still asleep, and it was estimated that it was the Gu poison on the claws of the divine beast Pixiu that was causing trouble.

Speaking of this thin old man's secret servant Futu, he was originally the negative knife Deadpool of the Evil Sword Emperor, the ancestor of the sword intent. All day long, he is the evil sword emperor for his master, carrying the evil breath and drinking the blood all over his body.

The ancestor of the sword intent, the evil sword emperor, traveled from the ancient capital of the Western Regions where no one cared about it, trekking through mountains and rivers to Yin Ran City. Not long after, in the Central Plains Martial Arts, he relied on his self-created Thirteen Realms Sword Intent to kill the Central Plains Martial Arts Rankings, the top five of the three top martial arts masters.

For a time, his evil sword emperor was in the limelight, and no one dared to challenge him. But he was unwilling to stop there, and continued to slash and kill the righteous people of the Central Plains Martial Arts, letting the blood drink knife in his hand devour blood and destroy the soul.

Seeing that all the knights of the Central Plains martial arts were about to be slaughtered by him one by one. Mu Xiaofeng, the first sword in the world, finally shot with a sword.

At the top of the Thunder Cliff, the Thirteen Realms Sword Intent Martial Arts Strongman Evil Sword Emperor faced off against the Thirteen Realms Sword Dao Land Immortal Gentleman Sword.

The blood moon is in the sky, and it is magnificent! The two of them fought with swords, and after 300 rounds, the outcome was still unknown.

Suddenly, a drop of the Evil Sword Emperor's angry blood fell on his Blood Drinking Death Knife, and the Blood Drinking Treasure Knife actually broke free from the hands of the Evil Sword Emperor.

Then, I saw the blood drinking treasure knife, heading straight for the blood moon. The huge blood moon was actually split in half by it, and then disappeared.

In the end, under the new round of bright moonlight, for all martial arts people. They only saw the sword god Mu Xiaofeng, and a sword pierced the heart of the Evil Sword Emperor.

With the death of the Evil Sword Emperor, the Central Plains Martial Arts ushered in a brief period of peace.

But for his secret servant Futu, there is no place in the human world.

As a result, the Dark Servant Futu relied on the countless strands of evil qi accumulated in his own body. The sword broke through the gate of heaven and flew into this illusory realm.

The Secret Servant Futu, who had just come to the Illusory Realm, naturally knew that if he wanted to live in this Illusory Realm for a long time, he had to attach himself to a supreme powerhouse.

At this time, Fu Huanxiong, who was in the limelight, was the best choice for him to secretly serve Futu.

Seeing that the secret servant Futu was as thin as firewood, but he hid a set of supreme internal swordsmanship, Fu Huanxiong arranged for him to guard his beloved son Fu Huanjing's left and right.

The thin old man smoked a dry cigarette, glanced at the former young master who was still asleep, and sighed.

Three poles in the sun, Fu Huanjing finally woke up, and the wound on his arm was no longer in serious trouble.

Fu Tu, the secret servant of the Jingxin Wine Workshop, hurriedly brought healing medicine and wine for his beloved apprentice, and persuaded him to drink it while it was hot.

Then, the thin old man leaned against the window, took a puff of dry smoke, and glanced at Fu Huanjing, his beloved disciple on the bed.

"Stinky boy, do you really have to go to the human world outside of Fangcun Mountain in the illusory world?" asked the dark attendant Futu looking out the window worriedly.

"Master, the apprentice's cultivation in the human world this time is indeed a must-go. Being trapped in this square inch of the mountain for a long time, the disciple is really too tormented and uncomfortable. Therefore, the disciple has already decided to stop drawing the ground as a prison, go to the human realm to overcome the tribulations, and improve his cultivation realm. Fu Huanjing, who drank the medicinal wine, explained to the master.

"In addition, master, you old man, you are already fifty-six years old! Why bother to lean on the window and catch the bright moon like a lonely swordsman?" Fu Huanjing laughed.

"Stinky boy, you have already broken your natal porcelain, the immortal bridge is broken, and the marriage line is dead. What can you rely on to go to that unpredictable human realm, and what qualifications do you have to laugh at the original intention of a swordsman who is a teacher?" asked the Dark Servant Futu with his hands outstretched.

"Master, if an apprentice has a Heavenly Machine Stone, why can't he go to the human world!" Fu Huanjing groped for the dust-free bag on his waist, rummaging up and down for the Heavenly Machine Stone.

"Stinky boy, don't waste any more effort to rummage through your dust-free bag! One day, when you are ready, the teacher will naturally return it to you. The Dark Squire smiled as he patted the dust-free bag on his waist.

"Master, the apprentice is really ready. With the guidance of the Great Chronicle of the Realm, the disciple's cultivation in the human realm will definitely turn evil into good fortune. Fu Huanjing pointed to the thick book on the round table in front of him and said.

"Return!"

I saw the thin old man by the window, and the middle finger of his right hand waved lightly at the book on the round table. The book vanished and returned to its original shelf.

"Stinky boy, tell the teacher! What can you rely on now to guide you to turn evil into good fortune in the human world?" asked the dark servant Futu with a smile.

"Master, you don't have to be an apprentice, just kill them all like this!" Fu Huanjing said with an aggrieved face.

"Kill them all, stinky boy, don't forget! If it weren't for the teacher last night, he rescued you from the claws of that divine beast Pixiu in time. You stinky boy, you are drinking soup in front of Meng Po in the Netherworld Ghost Capital!" Shadow Servant Futu said with a little annoyance.

"Master, the apprentice knows his mistake! But you have also seen that this illusory world is unfair everywhere, and it is really difficult for the apprentice to have a chance to improve his cultivation!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly walked out of bed barefoot, pinched his shoulders and said with a hippie smile for the thin old man by the window.

"Injustice? stinky boy, I didn't see that there was any injustice everywhere in this illusion world! Recently, I saw a bastard boy who stole the soul gathering orb of Murong Luanjie. Guess who that bastard boy is?" asked the Dark Squire Futu as he stared at Fu Huanjing directly.

"Oh, master, how can your old man turn his elbow out?" Fu Huanjing hurriedly searched for his dust-free bag, and found that the Soul Gathering Orb was missing, and complained to the thin old man.

"Criminal, kneel!" the dark servant Futu was suddenly annoyed, and with the long-mouthed pipe in his hand, he knocked Fu Huanjing to his knees and roared.

"Ahh

"To take without asking is to steal. Stinky boy, have you been taught these shitty things in the past ten years?" The dark servant Futu took off the scabbard of the Amazing Sword on his back, slapped Fu Huanjing on the ground hard, and asked loudly.

"Master, there is nothing wrong with the apprentice! Dealing with the daughter of that wicked man, the apprentice should be even worse than him!" Fu Huanjing said with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, still unrepentant.

"Stinky boy, you are still justified in stealing other people's property without permission! I will let you be unrepentant, and I will not beat you to death today for the sake of the teacher!" Fu Tu, the dark servant, whipped harder, and Fu Huanjing on the ground shouted.

"Master, you beat the dead apprentice today. Anyway, I am alone, and no one will pity me. You whipped me to death, but it's fine. In that case, I won't have to endure these pains and tortures every day!" Fu Huan knelt on the ground, vomiting blood and crying.

"Want to die, stinky boy, I won't let you die as a teacher! Your parents' blood feud is still waiting for you kid, go and help them pay for their blood debts!"

"Master, my father privately told my apprentice before his death that you have a set of supreme swordsmanship, which can be compared to that wicked Murong Bo. But why don't you want to teach your apprentice to you, old man? If you think that your apprentice's qualifications are dull and unworthy of learning that profound swordsmanship, it is better to end the apprentice's life with a sword. Fu Huanjing forced each other to die.

"Stinky boy, that set of swordsmanship is too angry. Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself. Even if you are taught by the teacher, you are lucky enough to win the wicked Murong Bo, but what can you do? He is defeated, but he is afraid, he is afraid, not convinced. As a teacher, you want to win him and win his heart. The Shadow Servant Fu Tu picked up his beloved disciple and explained.

"Master, what do you want your apprentice to do?" Fu Huanjing asked as he wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Stinky boy, you must understand that you have good intentions for your teacher! Now you are not deeply involved in the world, and the foundation of your cultivation is not yet stable. If you are a teacher, you will be allowed to go to the human world to practice. When you first arrive in the human world, you will definitely swing the heaviest punch, draw the fastest sword, and drink the strongest wine. You say, is what the teacher said right?" asked the Dark Servant Futu as he took a sip of the immortal brew in the sword cultivation pot.

"What the master said, every word is fine! However, please tell the apprentice how to do it?" Fu Huanjing asked.

"Stinky boy, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. You always say that you have been trapped in this square inch for a long time. Shouting every day, no longer drawing the ground as a prison. But if you want to tell me for the teacher, this is trapped in the square inch of the mountain, and there is a benefit of being trapped in this square inch. Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. Take a peek and know the whole leopard. You stinky boy, you can figure out all the things in this square inch of mountain, and it will also help you lay a solid foundation for your cultivation. The Shadow Servant continued to drink.

"Master, I don't know what the advantages of this no longer draw the ground as a prison?" Fu Huanjing asked.

"Stinky boy, this no longer draws the ground as a prison, and naturally it also has the advantage of no longer drawing the ground as a prison. If one day, you walk out of this illusory realm and go to the land of the nine continents of the human realm, of course, it will help you to see more and more. Thinking of the Kunpeng that covers the sky, although it is difficult to take care of the whole body, it soars to 90,000 miles and swallows mountains and rivers. However, the wood of the hug is born in the end of the millimeter, the nine-story platform starts from the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. You stinky boy, you should still practice more boxing and cultivate your heart and sword. First of all, lay a solid foundation for these practices. The Dark Waiter Futu said drunkly.

"Master, this hugging wood is born in the end of a millimeter, the nine-story platform starts from the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I don't know, how can I explain it?" Fu Huan asked, holding the drunken and thin old man.

"The big tree that hugs you grows in small sprouts, the nine-story platform is built on every pile of soil, and the journey of thousands of miles has been the first step under your feet since ancient times. Yuwen Leopard, the owner of the Bagua Gate, held an empty wine jug in his hand, and slowly walked into the door and said.

"Master Yuwenmen, please tell me this stupid apprentice, why did he reward him for his diligence that day, but he never rewarded him quickly. I'll go and scoop a pot for you, the best fairy brew. The secret servant Futu took it, and the door master Yuwen Leopard handed him the empty wine jug, and immediately sobered up.

"Quick, Sixth Elder, please sit here!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly moved a jujube wood stool and chair for the door master Yuwen Leopard and said.

"Young man, you have a lot of eyesight! I haven't blinded your master, and I have worked hard for the past ten years. As the old saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Your master just wants you to be a simple person, down-to-earth and pragmatic, not indulging in fantasies, and not bothering yourself. Then, understand the deep meaning of the word ordinary, that is, not to fight or grab, not to be jealous, not to envy or resent, not to be arrogant or humble, to be kind to yourself and others. The door master Yuwen Leopard sat down and said to Fu Huanjing, who was standing on the side.

"May you have no waves in this life, and I will not be sad and happy for the rest of my life. The secret servant Futu, holding two glasses of fine wine, handed a glass to the door master Yuwen Leopard and said.

The two close friends talked happily and complained to each other.

"Master, I don't know what apprentices should start with, what little things to start with?" asked Fu Huanjing on the side.

"Stinky boy, you should first sort out a book of illusory objects! Your master and I have enough pen and paper, and I will definitely not dislike your ugly handwriting. Anyway, we are two masters and apprentices, and we have a lot of time. Over time, I believe that your handwriting will be neat and beautiful. The Dark Servant Futu drank heartily.

After hearing this, Fu Huanjing made a farewell to the two of them and went to various places in the illusory world to collect information and use it to write the Illusory World Chronicles.

The two people on the wine table, the glasses are staggered, and they don't get drunk and don't return.

"Master of the Meditation Workshop, I heard that your swordsmanship is comparable to our Illusion Realm's strongest Great Elder Murong Bo. I don't know if I have a chance to see it?" Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder who had been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time, hurriedly entered the door, sat next to the two of them, and asked the secret servant Futu drinking.

"This is a heavenly opportunity, no comment!" the thin old man pretended to be drunk, and replied in a non-compliant manner.

"Sixth Elder, you frog at the bottom of the well, you only know how to sit in the well and watch the sky. Even if you see it, what if Brother Futu's outstanding swordsmanship can still be stolen by you?"

"Master Yuwen, I'm afraid that the two of us will be coaxed and played with by his pair of masters and apprentices who like to deceive. In fact, he secretly served Futu, and he was simply a useless waste. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse slapped the wine table with his right hand, and shook the thin old man several feet away and said.

"Sixth Elder, what do you want to do? This meditation wine shop, it's not your turn to go wild!"

"Sure enough, there is a waste person, farewell!" said the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, who gently waved the bamboo fan in his hand with his right hand, and disappeared in front of the eyes of the two.

"Brother Futu, is it okay?" the door master, Yuwen Leopard, helped the seriously injured thin old man, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked him.

"It's okay! Thank you, Brother Yuwen, for coming to the rescue just now. The thin old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

Seeing that both of them were a little drunk, in case something bad happened, the two parted ways to each other and left.

"Back then, I secretly served Futu, in that human world. At the age of forty, he opened the gate of heaven with a sword and re-entered the land immortals. Do you want to show off in front of the two of you!" muttered to himself, the secret servant Futu, who was lying on the bed.

The next day, Yuwen Leopard, the owner of the door, carried some elixirs for treating internal injuries with him, and came to the gate of the meditation wine shop alone.

"Brother Futu, these healing pills are a little bit of heart, and I hope you must accept them! I found out that you are much more reasonable than Chen Ping'an, who is a pearl cave sky. It's really admirable, and I feel ashamed of myself!" Yuwen Leopard, the master of the door, entered the winery, handed the healing pill on his waist to the thin old man and said.

"No! Brother Yuwen, it's too famous! This healing elixir, it's not good for my brother to pretend to excuse it, so I'll accept it for the time being! It's just that Brother Yuwen just mentioned the Lizhu Cave Tian Chen Ping'an, but let's talk about reasoning, the recognized ancestor master in this line of work, is at most an anonymous little disciple of him. The Dark Servant Futu stretched out a little thumb of his thin right hand, and when he noticed that something seemed wrong, he put the nail of his thin right thumb against the nail of the little finger and smiled modestly.

"Brother Futu, are you following and raising the bar?" Xuanyuan Langse, the sixth elder who had taken off his mask, grabbed the right hand of the thin old man's skeleton with his right hand, and asked viciously.

"Sixth Elder, how can it be! It's just that I'm telling the truth! Those shitty deeds of misleading people's children won't be as unscrupulous as some people do. The dark servant Fu Tuyun said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the thin old man frowned, and the sword spirit came out of his body, and the sixth elder Xuanyuan Langse, who didn't know the height of the sky, was shocked a hundred meters away, and fell to the ground.

After more than a month, Fu Huanjing's handwriting was really neat, and it was able to enter the eyes of the thin old man.

As for the incomparable sword spirit woman in the body of the Secret Servant Futu, her origin is staggering.

Chang Wansi, a faction of love swords, only accepts women in the human world, and prevents men from entering.

However, when Yan Wansi's love sword was practiced to the ninth level, she urgently needed to forget her feelings and break through the realm, so that she could have a slight chance to enter the realm of swordsmanship.

Chang Wansi has never really picked up a love in the world, so how can she let go of her forgetfulness?

So, Chang Wansi declared to the public that she needed to retreat and practice the tenth level of the love sword, so she disguised herself and went down the mountain to break the love robbery.

One day, the autumn wind rose, and the old man was still waiting for the day when the two would see each other again.

"Li Feng, where did I feel sorry for you, why did you treat me so cruelly?" asked Yan Wansi.

"Wansi, I, Li Fengguan, worship Tinghou, I can't afford you for a long time. Why are you pestering me again and again?" Sword Saint Li Feng asked Jian Hu Xindao.

"The two, in the lower sword god Tiefutu, are reuniting with old friends. I don't know if the two of you can enjoy a thin noodle and move somewhere else?" the sword god Tiefutu persuaded with good words.

"Look for death!" the Sword Saint Li Feng roared angrily.

On the shore of Ziyun Lake, Fu Yurou, the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, is being entangled by her old friend.

"Wait a minute, Sword Saint Hero, before the two of you fight, can you untie the rope for the little girl first?" Fu Yurou asked softly.

In an instant, in the air on the shore of Ziyun Lake, ten thousand swords fell to the earth like rain, entangled around Tiefutu and Li Feng's bodies.

On the shore of Ziyun Lake on the side, Fu Yurou in the center of the lake was gentle and thoughtful, and the two beautiful women were drinking fairy brew and chatting about their respective love journeys.

Due to the sword aura of the Sword Saint and the Sword God, they are too domineering and domineering, and it is possible to accidentally injure the couple's best friend.

Both of them used their internal forces in their left hands to generate a sword qi barrier to protect the Lake Center Pavilion from damage.

Seeing that the lovers of the two were talking and laughing with each other, and talking happily with each other, the two stopped entangled and fought.

Originally, Fu Yurou's joke about Chang Wansi was just a clever plan for her. She has long coveted the love sword life of Chang Wansi, but she is suffering from the fact that she does not have the luck to meet her.

Now that the love sword fate is placed in front of her Fu Yurou's eyes, the heart of seizure is instantly born.

After injuring Chang Wansi with a palm, Fu Yurou took away the love sword and flew away from the Huxin Pavilion.

The sword god couldn't bear to lose his life in the Lake Heart Pavilion, so he included it in the Amazing Divine Sword and turned it into a sword spirit protector.

The sword saint Li Feng was helpless, and decided to hide his name in the deep mountains and old forests, but he was left alive.

The brave young man Fu Huanjing practiced boxing every day, shot the sword, and wrote the Illusory World Chronicles at the same time. He also paid attention to the four words "marriage line death" mentioned in front of him by the secret servant Futu before.

Fu Huanjing, who eats a trench and grows wise, visits Genting Treasure Zhai at night again. This time he didn't flip through it again, and the page with the illustration of "Birdsong Stream" was drawn. According to the catalogue of the Great Book of Chronicles of the Human World, he found a page marked "Yue Lao Meng Po Tribulation".

According to legend in the human world, that Yue Lao once plucked a thorny red flower for Meng Po. Yue Lao accidentally punctured his finger, and Meng Po was so distressed that she shed a tear.

Later, when the moon was old and became an immortal, she couldn't promise her Meng Po, dressed in a prosperous red dress. The infatuated Meng Po was alone in that human world, waiting for him to reach the white head.

Eventually, the Ghost King of the Underworld came to him, and Meng Po asked him for a position as a ghost attendant. She boiled the tears of the year into a pool of forgetful soup. The old moon immortal monarch was in the sky, using the drop of blood he had back then, to transform into a red line of marriage, and realize the beautiful dream of lovers in the six realms.

"Yue Lao Xianjun has drawn countless red lines, but he has never been able to give himself a red line of marriage. Meng Po was a ghost servant, and she was cut off from thousands of red dusts, but she never got up and drank the bowl of forgetful soup. Great Elder Murong Bo sighed with the Linyuan Sword in his hand.

"Meng Po ghost servant, how many people have drunk the decoction of forgetfulness? Yue Lao Xianjun, how many lovers have finally become dependents?"

"Everyone in the world doesn't know that the bowl of Meng Po's forgetful soup is a tear from the corner of her eye. But I blame this world, why is there such a hurtful decoction of forgetfulness. The world doesn't know that the red line of the old moon's marriage is a wisp of bloodshot on his fingertips. When your lover is happy and sweet, you don't know how much his fingertips hurt. The three elders Bodhi stepped on the cloud blanket and wept.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, he can be affectionate for others, but he can't be involved in his own fate. Meng Po's ghost servant can make others forget their feelings and hatreds, but they can't forget their own love. The fourth elder Duanmu Ziyan held the halberd in his hand and cried into tears.

"On the poor and the poor, there is the old immortal who holds the red rope that month, and sets the fate of marriage. Under the extreme Yellow Spring, there is this Meng Po ghost to boil thick soup, and solve the third generation's persistence. The fifth elder Ouyang Chun wiped his tears with two knives on his back and said heartbrokenly.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, and the ghost of Meng Po, the two met during the Qixi Festival. They fell in love at first sight, talked heart-to-heart, and got to know each other well. Meng Po deliberately sat down close to Yue Lao and fell in love with him. How could he be depressed by going to Beijing to catch the exam, which made him Yue Lao Xianjun have a splitting headache and a haggard face. The ghost attendant of Meng Po on the side felt sorry for her intended person. But she was amazed by his gentleness and thoughtfulness, blocking the splash of muddy water for her. Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse waved his bamboo fan lightly and said with envy.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, there is still a ghost servant of Meng Po beside him, and he knows that he is as warm as jade. How could his father's competition recruit relatives, which made the Meng Po ghost servant feel panicked. Yue Lao Xianjun, worried that she would be a ghost servant of Meng Po and marry someone else. Meng Po's ghost servants forced each other to die, evading a family business, and longing for him to come to see the old immortal monarch. I don't know that the old Xianjun that month, entangled in the last words of his deceased mother, actually went to Beijing happily to catch the exam. The infatuated Meng Po ghost servant carefully followed Yue Lao Xianjun not far behind, pretending to be a man. Seventh Elder Shangguan Haitang cried heartbreakingly with an ice spirit silver spear in his hand.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, I wonder why Meng Po, who is dressed as a man, cares about herself so much. Meng Po is a ghost servant, and she decided to confess after taking off her men's clothes, and summoned up the courage to admit that she was deeply affectionate to her. Yue Lao Xianjun, looking forward to the Meng Po ghost servant wearing red makeup for her, but she wept and pretended to be shy and left for him as a horse master. Meng Po is a ghost servant, and she loves the old fairy king deeply, how can she be a ghost. Yue Lao Xianjun, who was surprised by her Meng Po ghost servant, began to test his sincerity. Meng Po was a ghost servant, crying as a tearful person, rejecting the old fairy of the moon, and having an epiphany after all. Eighth Elder Yuwen Leopard leaned on the top of the floating dust stone staff and wept bitterly.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, his face was cold and heartbroken, and he missed Meng Po's ghost servant's happy marriage. Meng Po's ghost servant was shocked, he was an old immortal, and he actually laughed at the sentient beings for not knowing his deep feelings. The old moon immortal monarch, confused into an immortal, Meng Po ghost service nightmare haunted. Meng Po served night and night, choking and crying, but it was a mistake after all. The old fairy of the moon, sad and lovely, smiling and bleeding and enduring the pain to pull the red line. Meng Po is a ghost servant, ruthlessly boiling soup, and deceiving everyone in Nai He Bridge to forget their feelings. In the end, Yue Lao Xianjun, let go of that love. Meng Po ghost servant, I wish this love. ???" Fu Huanjing suddenly felt that he was really married, and there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

In the end, Fu Huanjing found some conversations folded together at the footer of the page "Moon Old Meng Po Robbery".

"Benjun has led countless red threads in his life, and has seen countless couples in their lives. Yue Lao Xianjun said.

"Envy?" asked the Divine Realm Emperor.

I saw that the old immortal monarch of the moon bowed down and was silent.

"What if Emperor Ben orders you to find a marriage for that Meng Po ghost servant? In that case, all your debts to her can be repaid in this way. The Divine Realm Emperor asked.

"Emperor, do you know why I'm looking at this marriage tree every day?" asked the Old Moon Immortal Monarch.

"Why? This tree doesn't need you, take care of it yourself every day!" the Divine Realm Emperor asked.

"This gentleman naturally knows. It's just that if I don't take care of her, what should I do?" said the Old Immortal Monarch.

"How many bowls of thick soup have I had in my life, and how many couples I have seen, and I have stepped onto the bridge of love. The ghost attendant Meng Po said.

"Is it uncomfortable?" asked the Ghost King of the Underworld.

Meng Po was a ghost servant, and she was silent behind her hands.

"What if the king ordered you to serve a bowl of soup for the old man? You know a little bit of it. The Ghost King of the Underworld asked.

"Hades, do you know why I keep watch over this pool of forgetfulness soup every night?" asked Meng Po's ghost attendant.

"Why? You don't need this soup, you will personally guard it night and night!" the Ghost King of the Underworld asked.

"This is something that the old man naturally understands. It's just that if I don't protect him, what will I do?" said Meng Po's ghost attendant.

Fu Huanjing felt that these dialogues didn't mean much, so he continued to read the next dialogue.

"Yue Lao Xianjun, under this marriage tree, you have helped countless couples and held up the red line of marriage. I don't know what about your own root?" asked the Emperor of the Divine Realm.

Yue Lao Xianjun threw his gaze into the distance, and there seemed to be the shadow of a girl in his pupils. Her long inky hair rose without wind, and her plain white clothes added a bit of sadness.

"Benjun, I don't need that thing. Yue Lao Xianjun bowed his head and replied with tears in his eyes.

"Hades King, why is he so free to visit his old body today?" asked Meng Po's ghost attendant.

"Because this king is curious, you have picked up countless bowls of thick soup next to this pool of forgetfulness, erasing your personal love story. So what kind of love story do you have?" asked the Ghost King of the Underworld.

Hearing this, Meng Po's ghost attendant threw her gaze into the distance, and her eyes seemed to reflect the figure of a young man. His long pale hair rose in the wind, and his inky dress was dyed a little cold.

"Old body, there is no such story. Meng Po ghost bowed down and said with a broken heart.

After Fu Huanjing finished reading, he found that it was boring dialogue again, and he was slightly annoyed and continued to read the next dialogue.

"A thousand years have passed, and he has forgotten me after all. ”

Meng Po knelt on the cold ground, caressing the red rope that the old immortal monarch gave her. Next to her was a bowl full of forgetful soup, hiding her face and weeping.

"It's ridiculous! I still can't forget him. ”

Meng Po's ghost servant gently picked it up, and the bowl of forgetful soup beside her drank it all, crying and laughing heartbreakingly.

"Just let it go, and let it get rid of my thousand-year-old wishful thinking!"

Meng Po's vision gradually became blurred. She seemed to see that he who used to stand on the edge of the white bridge, his eyes were thicker than ink, exuding an unusually strong affection, crying and crying.

"Forget about him!"

Meng Po closed her eyes, a tear from the corner of her eye, and after all, she couldn't help but fall for him again, and she was reluctant to say.

At this point, he Fu Huanjing couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily tore the page "Yue Lao Meng Po Tribulation".

Subsequently, two elderly men, a man and a woman, appeared hand in hand, in front of his Fu Huanjing.

"What is a painting boat?" Fu Huanjing suddenly asked with his mouth disobeyed.

"Red, old moon, marriage!" replied the male expectant with a smile on his face.

"Can you be specific?" Fu Huanjing then asked.

"Underworld, Meng Po, Hongchen!" replied to another female expectant and old man happily and sweetly.

"Can you be more specific?" Fu Huanjing finally asked.

"Love is deep and shallow!" The two old men were dressed in red clothes, rejuvenated, and transformed into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance, holding hands to say goodbye.

Fu Huanjing understood, the painting boat was broken with broken red flowers, lit with depleted green lanterns, painted with faded human skin, and depicted the shadows of the past. Tonight, every year, every year. In the blink of an eye, it's a lifetime again.

It turned out that the girls in the Qixi Festival would come out to pray for marriage. Meng Po's ghost waiter, in the crowd, accidentally caught a glimpse of a young man in white. But after just one glance at him, he disappeared in the sea of people. Since then, the old fairy of the moon has left the appearance of the white clothes in the heart of the girl who has just fallen in love. Meng Po's ghost waiter had to drink and think about people in the painting boat, and while she was drunk, she danced alone to express her admiration. In the end, Meng Po ghost servant drew the appearance of the old fairy on paper and kept it. Just that glance, you can depict the appearance in detail, which fully shows that Meng Po ghost servant has a deep affection for the old moon immortal.

"The reason why we often call our wives our wives. Maybe it's because of the love that every one of our lives puts into us. It all starts with Yue Lao, and ends with Meng Po!" The secret servant Futu used the pipe in his hand to knock Fu Huanjing's head and smiled.

Seeing that he was discovered by the master, Fu Huanjing no longer made those senseless struggles and let him be punished. He thought to himself, it's a big deal to go back to the third floor of the Jingxin Wine Shop and eat a few more punches from his old man, anyway, he has rough skin and thick meat, so he is not afraid.

Great Elder Murong Bo held the Linyuan Sword, the Second Elder Wuchen Pavilion Master waved his pen lightly, the Third Elder Bodhi Zi stepped on the cloud carpet, the Fourth Elder Duanmu Ziyan held a heavy halberd, the Fifth Elder Ouyang Chun carried a double sword, the Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse waved a bamboo fan, the Seventh Elder Shangguan Haitang held an ice spirit silver spear, and the Eighth Elder Yuwen Leopard leaned on the top of the floating dust stone staff.

After this "Moon Old Meng Po Tribulation", Fu Huanjing not only discovered that he was indeed married, but also unexpectedly discovered the weapons used by the eight elders of the Yunding Sword Sect. This is a rare and excellent material for him to write the Illusory Chronicles!

Judging from the current progress of his Fu Huanjing and writing the Fantasy World Chronicles Canon, the old hatred of Zhixue is hopeful.

The Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse returned defeated, and he no longer looked for trouble with the Secret Servant Futu.

Like a master like a father, the master of the meditation workshop, seeing the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, is still a little understanding. The weapon functions of the eight elders of the Yunding Sword Sect were recorded in great detail. I was going to tell him about the calamity that the Six Realms would inevitably face in the near future.

"Master, how can you be so free today to write a book here with your apprentices. Fu Huanjing was puzzled.

"Stinky boy, it's not the opposite of the wine shop, a new Qifeng Pavilion has been opened. The old wine worms who were able to come and go to our meditation wine shop all ran to the other side to drink flower wine. In this way, your master and I will be forced to be idle today!" Shadow Servant Futu smiled bitterly.

"Master, from the apprentice's point of view, this is not a good thing. Now that you're six out of fifty, you don't have to do the same thing you did when you were in the prime of life. The business of this meditation winery, with the careful care of the three elder brothers, will naturally not make ends meet. Therefore, you old man should now sit back and enjoy the blessings and spend his old age in peace!" Fu Huan stopped his pen and rubbed the shoulder of the secret servant Futu and said.

"Stinky boy, just your sweet mouth, I'm afraid you didn't fall into the honey pot! The three righteous sons of the master are indeed honest and honest, and they take good care of the winery. However, Master, I am still worried that the calamity of the Six Realms will inevitably befall in the near future. At that time, countless living beings were slaughtered, but the teacher did not know how to stop it. You say, how can you be a teacher and spend your old age in peace?"

"The Six Realms Calamity, Master, please tell the apprentice quickly, where did that calamity sprout, and where did the calamity breed?" Fu Huanjing stopped and quickly knelt down and pleaded.

"Come!"

With a soft cry from the thin old man, the heavy book of the human world of Yunding Zangbao Zhai appeared on the round table in front of the master and apprentice.

Next, I saw the thin old man waving his right hand lightly, driving the aura mana at his fingertips. The heavy canon on the round table turned through the pages quickly.

"Out!"

With the shout of the thin old man slapping the table, at the illustration of the page where the ceremony stayed, a precious human realm sacrificial ritual vessel Four Sheep Fangzun jumped out of the drawing.

Seeing that the huge Siyang Fangzun is a bronze ritual vessel in the late Shang Dynasty of the human world, a huge sacrificial article. It has a square body, a square mouth, and a large edge. neck ornament, along the extravagant. Long neck, high hoop feet. The neck is high, and the four sides are decorated with banana leaf patterns, triangular crests and animal face patterns. The shoulders, abdomen and feet are integrated into one and are cleverly designed to form four curly-horned sheep.

"So, master, do you mean that you want the apprentice to go to that human realm, retrieve the Siyang Fangzun, and store the wine for you?" Fu Huanjing asked with a smile after thinking for a while.

"Stinky boy, are you looking for a fight? Now the beings of these six realms are about to face a catastrophe that will destroy the world. Let me just let you say, when you talk about the Four Sheep Fangzun as a teacher, will it just be for your own small profits? Also, before, you kid, with the stinky Linghu Hezhen who sold fake medicine, went to Luoxian Slope to steal the Tianji Stone. As a teacher, I found you kid, and I had bad thoughts about the thin skin and tender flesh of Linghu Heqing, and I thought that you must be good at Longyang. Why don't you say that you want to cure Longyang for you by taking these four sheep Fangzun for your teacher?"

"Master, the apprentice knows his mistake!" Fu Huanjing cried.

"Stinky boy, listen carefully! The grim situation in these six realms now is as good as the Four Sheep Fangzun in front of you. Humans, illusions, immortals, and gods, all the beings in the four worlds, are like the curly horned sheep's heads around this vessel, allowing the demons and demons in the upper and lower worlds to slaughter and slaughter at will. The Dark Attendant said with a serious face.

"Master, what then?" Fu Huan said with a smile.

"Stinky boy, what are you laughing at? Laugh again, the teacher will also use the scabbard of this amazing sword to beat you hard. The two demon venerables of the human realm, the eldest grandson of the demon venerable giant beast, and the three great demons under his command are gathering the forces of the two demon worlds everywhere. The other one, the Demon Venerable Spear God Ye Luming single-handedly, is ready to fight the strongest person in the Four Realms alone. In fact, the invasion of the two worlds of demons and demons, our mountains and rivers of the four realms are also forced to be helpless. They demonized the overpopulation of the two realms, and their respective resources had reached their limits, so they expanded their territory and invaded our four realms. The thin old man sighed and sighed.

"Master, the apprentice had a big dream last night, and the dream of himself was smooth and free. After waking up, the disciple understood the meaning of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. He also understood why people want their dreams to come true. As the old saying goes, live reality as a dream, and live a dream as a reality, but in a different way of living. I didn't understand it when I saw it before, but now I have a deep understanding of it. Fu Huanjing got up and rubbed his old legs and comforted.

"Stinky boy, it's a very long fantasy article, and the teacher is so eager to calm down and read it slowly. It seems that there are always external factors that interfere, and the teacher has not been able to read it smoothly. Those fantasy articles have been opened a few times, but the teacher has not been able to look at them a few times. This seriously contradictory psychology finally let the teacher wake up from his sleep. Even if it is just a few words that I see in my teacher's dream, it is enough for me to have endless memories. For the teacher's deep thought, how many words can I remember in the long story of the reality of the illusion world?" said the thin old man.

"Master, what you said is very true. That virtual and real, Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, after all, a dream. In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, you are a gift and a catastrophe. Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou. Fu Huanjing recalled Ruan Qingting, who had been thinking about it for a long time, and sighed.

"Stinky boy, all encounters in this world are reunions after a long absence. All love-hate entanglements are past and present lives. You are her floating clouds, and she is your lovesickness. You are the one who has gone through the red dust together in the twilight of her morning and twilight. She is the flower on the other side of the three-life stone between the churning sea of clouds and the sea of clouds. You are her sorrow that her flowers bloom and fall, and she doesn't see each other. She is the bitter belly of you who hate to see each other late and eventually separate. You are her uncle's tooth, Zhuang Zhou's dream of Nan Ke. She is a dream of Handan that you can't ask for, and you can't meet it. The thin old man looked back at the past in the human world and wept.

"Master, a dream of Huangliang is a dream after all, and Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly is also empty. In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, you are a gift and a disaster. If there is no butterfly in Zhuang Zhou's dream, there is no gift and no catastrophe. However, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, which is both fate and calamity. Zhuang Zhou has a butterfly in his dream, and I also have a fateful catastrophe. Zhuang Zhou's dream woke up and the butterfly dissipated, but I woke up from my dream and broke the catastrophe. Zhuang Zhou dreamed of the butterfly, and I looked for the catastrophe in my dream. Zhuang Zhou's life dreams of a butterfly, and I use a lifetime to cross a catastrophe. Fu Huanjing thought of the beautiful woman Qianying and drank bitterly.

"Stinky boy, you have long been married, and you know the love of a hammer. Fifty-six years of love for the teacher, tell you kid. It takes a moment to reach out, but it takes many years to hold hands. No matter who you meet, she is the person you should be in your life, and it's no accident. The thin old man said drunkly.

"Master, if you and your sister don't owe each other, how can you meet?" Fu Huanjing asked.

Hearing this, the wizened old man, drunk, told him what little vigilance he had left. There are a lot of things to say in my heart. He didn't answer his disciple's question, but just pretended to be drunk and lay down on the warm bed, and fell asleep.

Fu Huanjing returned, and the Celebrity of Himself on the round table returned to his thatched house.

Looking at the dilapidated plaque of "Fu Huan's Mansion" on the ground, Fu Huanjing's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he was determined to snow his old hatred.

After clenching his fists for an unknown amount of time, Fu Huanjing noticed that he was tired, so he let go of his hands and fell asleep.

In the end, Master Fu Huanjing, the secret servant Futu, the thin old man, the old man with the sword in the Chaos Sword Pavilion, and the owner of the Jingxin Wine Workshop, these five identities are what unknown secrets have been experienced in a person's fifty-six years?