In March of the eighteenth year of the Yue calendar, the allied forces of the Tuxia countries broke through the border, Tongzhou in the west fell into war, and the northern Huns could attack at any time.

Emperor Zhou Yisheng proposed to let the imperial court convene martial arts people to resist foreign enemies, and the same country believed that they would not stand idly, but the result was indeed to invite, but most of the sects only did a superficial effort, and sent so many disciples or outer disciples to deal with it, if you really want to say that the ability to kill people is probably not as good as the battle-hardened veterans, the elders in charge are hiding faster than the other, and the people of the imperial court will arrive tomorrow morning, and they will go out for a long trip tonight.

The martial arts sect only wants to protect themselves, and they are unwilling to stand up, even the ministers of the DPRK and the central government are fluctuating, not to mention these martial arts people who have nothing to do with themselves.

But there are always people willing to step up.

"Shizun really wants to go?"

"Yes. ”

"If you don't go back?"

And he never looked back. ”

With a long roar, the majestic ten thousand swords came.

Zhang Daoquan went west alone and took all the swords from the sword shrine.

The border defenders have long since broken down, and the hearts of the people are scattered.

Zhang Daoquan stood alone in front of the Tuxia coalition army, his robe flew in the hunting wind, and in the face of the sound of the earth-shattering shouting and killing, he gently wiped the thin sweat on his forehead and sneered, "Those who kill people, people will always kill them, and the old Taoist will teach you this truth today." ”

Where the sword passed, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, only the killing of Chixiao was broken, Kunwu was broken, sitting alone at the head of the city, there was only a broken heavenly sword Tai'a in front of him, and no one dared to cross half a step, only to kill the Tuxia countries were shocked, lost their spirits, and retreated to the border 800 miles away.

Zhang Daoquan didn't remember how many people he killed, some people were afraid of begging for mercy, and their legs were weak because of Zhang Daoquan's bloodstained appearance, while others were desperate for life and death, as if they had picked up a knife, and there was only killing the enemy in their eyes, but they all fell under Zhang Daoquan's sword in the end, and at that moment he turned into Shura and gave up people's hearts.

It's not that he wants to kill, but he has to kill, kill for the sake of saving, the war can never be quelled by a mouth, all Zhang Daoquan can think of is to stop the war by killing, if you dare to attack, I will kill until you are afraid, kill until you retreat, originally worried about the content of the silk book, but now it seems that he is too worried, the fairy road is really too far, even if he stretches out his hand, he can't reach it.

The dignified sword cultivation of the heavenly and human realm has fallen to such a point, and I don't know whether it is ridiculous or pathetic, Zhang Daoquan can no longer feel the pain of the wound, and his blood-stained hand is trembling even holding a wine jug.

From the very beginning of the invincible, the sword of ten thousand, killing but turning over the hand, to this moment the oil is exhausted, the three swords are destroyed, I am really old, maybe thirty years younger......

"Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, haha, the gods are good...... Zhang Daoquan muttered, and as soon as he let go of his hand, a pot of sake was sprinkled on the ground, mixed with soil, and dripped down the wall.

Is it really worth it to cultivate for the peace of the country for a while?

It's worth it, it's worth it.

His Tao is destined that he can't and won't stand idly by, but it's a pity that there is one less person at the peak of the world's kendo at the time.

A white crane suddenly appeared in the clouds, Fang Jin took a step to give birth to a lotus, walked down the clouds, sat next to Zhang Dao's body, and said to the broken Heavenly Sword Tai'a, "This is his way, great good is also great evil, you accompany him here, it's enough, go back." ”

Tai'a broke from it with a sword roar, and the hilt of the sword turned into a meteor and flew away, leaving only a half-foot sword blade to accompany Zhang Dao's body.

Fang Jin stood at the head of the city, looking at the corpses all over the outside of the city, the people who invaded were all killed under Zhang Daoquan's sword, such a sin is enough to make the Buddha a demon, and the only people who dare to do this are people like Zhang Daoquan, and others can't avoid it, not to mention that they are riddled with sin karma, even if they can afford this kind of killing.

"You don't have to be like this, once you have entered the heavens, you can live in peace and wait for the calamity to fall, whether you can survive the calamity or not, you will eventually live up to the heart of seeking the Tao in a lifetime. Fang Jin sat next to Zhang Dao's body, looking at his face full of ravines, dyed blood and white hair, not like the pinnacle of kendo at all, but like an old farmer next door,

His eyes, which had long been slackened, were still looking at the south, as if asking one after another, is the family and country safe, and are the people well?

"Yes, this is your calamity, you can't avoid it, you have no way, a good heavenly way, a good calamity, that's why you chose the latter and gave up ascending to the immortal. Fang Jin suddenly reacted and couldn't help laughing.

"If you change someone, maybe this catastrophe will not be able to hit him, just close the door and self-cultivation, why care about the rise and fall of the dynasty, the life and death of the people, but it's a pity that it's you Zhang Zhenren. Fang Jin looked up at the sky, still endless, still empty and empty, just like when she was a child.

Fang Jin stood up and bowed three times to Zhang Daoquan, "The predecessors are very good, how can I be good to myself, before I ascended to the immortal, I stayed here, and I have reported the love of my predecessors today." ”

Zhang Daoquan adhered to the Dao heart to the death, so Fang Jin was moved, some people on the path of cultivation chose Shuntian, and others fought against their fate in the most tragic way, not to mention who was right and who was wrong, but the position was different, Zhang Daoquan wanted to protect the people of Yueguo, and the Tuxia countries wanted to expand their territory and annex the weak Yueguo at the moment.

As if hearing Fang Jin's promise, Zhang Daoquan closed his eyes, and the straight body that he was sitting on finally fell, leaning against the wall, a silk book fell out of his arms, which was blown up by the wind and fell in front of Fang Jin.

"It's ......"

With blood as the book, the words were shocking, Fang Jin hurriedly closed the silk book and put it in his arms, glanced at the sky meaningfully and said, "Why should I fall like this, it is so, the master always says that the way of heaven is ruthless, I still don't believe it, but now it seems that it is really ruthless." ”

The empty sky was covered with black clouds in an instant, as if 100,000 mountains were pressing down, making people breathless.

"Are you still going to kill me?" Fang Jin stood alone at the head of the city, hunting in the wind, but he couldn't even blow his sleeves, and the purple qi surrounded his body.

A thunderbolt three meters thick fell, and half of the city collapsed and turned into charred ash, but the next moment the black clouds dispersed, as if nothing had happened, and this vision of heaven and earth was just a warning.

Tianfa killing, the purple qi around his body dimmed by three points, Fang Jin's face sank like water, brushing his sleeves to disperse the dust, Fang Cai's thunder made his body tremble three times, even if he knew that this thunder would definitely not slash at him, but he still couldn't stop the fear in his heart, even Wang Yue couldn't imagine that the purple thunder in his palm had become Fang Jin's heart barrier.

Especially Fang Jin is about to ascend at the moment, he is more sensitive to the Heavenly Dao, different from people's killing intent, it is a kind of straight into the heart, like a sharp blade scraping on Fang Jin's mind, and the purple lotus in the center of his eyebrows is a little dim.

The silk book left by Tianjizi not only did not help Zhang Daoquan, but became a soldering iron, no one could catch it, Fang Jin had no choice, the wood was already in the boat, and he was already holding it in his arms if he couldn't catch it.

"How will such a mind survive the catastrophe in the future?"

"If you want to fall lightly at that time, you will break the cause and effect of mortal dust earlier, and the deeper the entanglement, the more difficult it will be to ascend to the immortal. ”

The master's reprimand was still in his ears, Fang Jin settled down, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, this time guarding the realm was not only because of Zhang Daoquan's killing and protecting the life, but also in order to cut off himself and Chongyu, and the cause and effect of Yueguo, if anyone else can protect Yueguo when it is stormy, except for Wang Yue, who is missing, there is only him Fang Jin.

The above-mentioned parental grace in the Taoist book is the most difficult to return, but there is another sentence behind it, the death of the parents, the cause and effect are self-eligent, but this sentence is a bit heart-wrenching, the avenue is ruthless because of its ethereal, but if people are ruthless to such a point, this immortal will not ascend.

What Fang Jin didn't know was that the second half of the sentence was deliberately done by the person who wrote the book, if he really did anything to ascend to the immortal, don't say that if the gate of heaven is not opened, he will fall into the evil of Shura, and the lotus will fall into the ghost realm.

Wang Yue doesn't break it, he also wants to see what his disciple's heart is, if he is really a villain, then don't do it, he has lived too long, he has seen too much, how many people have abandoned everything for immortality, for the sake of immortality, killing wives, sons, fathers, mothers, just to preach the Tao, thinking that the Taoist heart is pure and unstained, and the cause and effect are exhausted, but in Wang Yue's opinion, this proof can only be the devil's way, and he deserves to die under the heavenly punishment of the heart and demons, even if he survives, he can only go to the ghost domain.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but there are still people who repeat the mistakes of the past, just because the avenue is ruthless, and the heart is not hindered, this kind of saying is too ambiguous, what is ruthlessness? How can there be no obstacles? Different people's different understandings have naturally created some people to enter the path of demons, and some people to ascend to the path of immortals.

But the same thing is that they will never regret their choice, the words of the family are not credible, to let the people of the Demon Dao, they are the right way, those so-called immortals are just cowards who go against their hearts, they are afraid of the head, and the practice is against the sky, so why not go against the sky?

The concept is different, so there will be constant conflicts, discord with each other, this fork, Fang Jin chose to forget his feelings and not hurt his feelings, he will stay here before the ascension, can he determine the cause and effect Fang Jin doesn't know, but this is his understanding of the fairy road.

Qingyun Sect.

Originally, the huge sword mound, all the swords were gone, it was empty, but at this moment it was full of people, they were wearing cyan Taoist shirts, their expressions were solemn, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of breaking the sky, and a brilliant light fell, it was the half of the Tai'a sword, which was inserted straight into the center of the sword mound, shaking the entire sword mound, and the original divine weapon was broken at the moment, stained with blood, and the cracks told its last glory.

"If you don't go back?"

And he never looked back. ”

The words are still in my ears, but I really responded to this sentence, the sword returns, and people do not return.

"Welcome to the Patriarch. ”

"Welcome to the Patriarch"

greeted one after another, as if it was not Tai Ah Jian who came back, but Zhang Daoquan himself.

Zixin is still a little incredulous, the somewhat ruffian, but invincible Ancestor Zhang, is gone like this, and his voice is still in front of him.

The one who always stayed in the sword mound to drink tea and watch the sky, the one who was still in good spirits after three days and three nights of arguing with the laughing swordsman, and the ancestor Zhang who taught himself and Yuntai Renjian by hand, just left, completely left, obviously he still didn't use the Yanshan sword well, obviously he and Yuntai's Renjian only learned a little bit of skin, obviously ......

It's only been a few months together, but tears fall involuntarily.

"Master, the spruce knows that you are tired, the three sword spruce of heaven, earth and man remembers, and the renjian spruce also remembers, you ...... Rest well. "Qingyun Sect Sect Leader Spruce Daoist knelt in front of Tai'a Sword and muttered to himself.

Maybe the three swords of heaven, earth and man are Zhang Daoquan's proud works, but what he finally implemented was the intention of the benevolent sword, and he used killing as benevolence, which is the great good of me who goes to hell if I don't go to hell, and all the evil consequences will be returned to me, I only hope that the war will stop and the strife will stop.

The sword is the beginning, and the road is the end.