There is no Tianmen Mountain in this world, because if one of the two doors of Tianmen Mountain is missing, then this Tianmen will no longer be able to close anything.

It is not only the mighty sword intent in the ancient knife that has been freed from the cage, but also the water of the great river that has been blocked in the west of Tianmen Mountain for tens of thousands of years, accumulating infinite anger. Its power was so great that it was even more ferocious and domineering than the ancient sword intent, and it rushed up to the riverbank in an instant, encroaching on countless lands and creatures.

Liu Tugou and others, who were on the top of the mountain, had faintly heard the sound of Buddhist mantras full of compassion and anger coming from the wind, but they were instantly obliterated in the deafening roar of the river.

Lu Jiewai sneered: "I wanted to wait for this group of bald donkeys to carve the Buddha with a lot of hard work, and then wipe them out with a sword, so that they would be cheaper." ”

Murong Chunxiao's face was pale, as if he had experienced the most outrageous cold, and his originally pink and delicate lips had turned purple, and he was trembling and unable to speak.

Liu Tugou held one of her hands, it was cold, and his palms were covered with slippery cold sweat.

Lu Jieai glanced at the two frightened children, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, the broken rocks will soon build a dam, except for the unlucky ones at the foot of the mountain and the nearby counties, I can't drown a few people, I haven't lived enough, and I won't do stupid things that let the world's gods fight together." ”

He smiled very happily, and the folds on his face bloomed, and the old man with such a smile didn't look like a person who could do the kind of hurtful thing just now? Compared with Lu Jie's mourning, Liu Tugou felt that he was really a very good person, and the people he killed were not as good as a fraction of the others.

Thinking that he, Second Master Liu, was still calling himself Second Master in front of such a ferocious old monster just now, Liu Tugou's palms began to heat up and sweat, and he suddenly had the urge to laugh out loud and fight with a knife.

Lu Juewai's gaze moved over and stared at Liu Tugou's eyes with a smile.

Lao Yan said that there are many birds/beasts in the world that are not as good as people to kill, but presumably even if Lao Yan is here, he will not really draw his sword against him. That's not chivalry, that's death.

Liu Tugou grinned and said, "What a thousand ancient knives open Tianmen Mountain, and the younger generation has been taught." ”

Lu Juewai sneered and said disdainfully: "I can understand your creation, but I can't understand that I complain about your blessings, and I can't even understand the word good and evil, and I am worthy of being taught?"

As he spoke, he jumped out of the cliff, his robe fluttered in the wind, like a big bird climbing the clouds against the wind, and flew straight into the green underworld, submerging into the sea of surging aura, and disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.

"Tianmen has been silent for thousands of years, and today it began to exhale. Exhale and open your voice, what do you say? Good, good, from now on the road is like the blue sky......

Liu Tugou looked up at the sky, and his ears echoed with a low chant of reckless mourning, but when he wanted to distinguish it word by word, the chant quickly disappeared.

He muttered, "Divine powers?

Compared with the shocking throwing of knives to destroy mountains, it is not worth making a fuss about the clouds.

When the supernatural powers are angry, the lives are devastated, and man-made disasters are natural disasters.

He suddenly remembered the plague temple, for the people and creatures near Tianmen Mountain, how could the great master of the supernatural power Lu Jieai not be a living plague god? Maybe after today, there will be ignorant people who want to go up the mountain to worship because of the thunderous anger of the mountain god, so that the Feixian Temple will become a blessed land of Taoism where incense is flourishing.

There is no good or evil in this world, only strong and weak!

The gods have no distinction between good and evil, and the great supernatural powers have no distinction between good and evil, because good and evil are only the views of mortals, and whether they are worshiped by mortals or feared by mortals, the strong do not lose a penny.

Case......

Liu Tugou looked at Murong Chunxiao with a calm expression, and asked softly, "Do people have good and evil, and do swords have good and evil?"

He only felt some understanding in his heart, and it seemed that he had gained nothing.

Murong Chunxiao looked at Liu Tugou with complicated eyes, and only after a while did he pull out the hand that was held by Liu Tugou, shook his head and said, "How can the realm of the Great Grandmaster be thoroughly understood in a moment or three? ”

Liu Tugou looked down the mountain, and the mountains were surrounded by the ocean, and it was already a country.

He slapped his thigh violently, and said in shock and anger: "It's bad, Ah Wei!"

Liu Tugou's voice was not stopped, and the person had already jumped towards the mountain road.

He was so angry that he only cared about the good and evil of bullshit, and even forgot about Ah Wei who stayed at the bottom of the mountain, in the face of such a big water, Ah Wei, a white horse that had just begun to build the foundation, had no power to resist, and would be destroyed.

Liu Tugou's movements were the same as when he jumped down the mountain to strangle the bandits, but he was even more fierce and swift, and he rushed down dozens of feet in one breath.

Then he suddenly stopped suddenly, and was almost bumped into by Murong Chunxiao, who followed him.

Murong Chunxiao deftly flashed, easily turned the downward rush into a horizontal movement, and landed on a mountain rock next to the mountain road.

She didn't complain about Liu Tugou, because she saw a white horse.

Ah Wei is using all four hooves, and his horse's hooves either hook the branches of small trees on the side of the mountain road, or step into the steps or hollow crevices of the rocks, and even bite an old vine in his mouth.

It's climbing mountains.

Seeing Liu Tugou, Bai Ma Awei's eyes flashed with joy, but unfortunately his limbs and mouth were occupied, so he had to hum twice, and two white gases erupted from his nostrils, which showed that he was really tired.

Liu Tugou saw that Ah Wei was fine, and his heart suddenly felt relaxed, and he sighed to himself, and it turned into a cloud of white smoke visibly with the naked eye.

He looked up at the sky and saw the snow blowing in waves.

......

The next thing was very logical, Liu Tugou removed the two door panels of the Feixian Temple, and with a little processing, it was made into a barely usable raft.

Although Murong Chunxiao is the first realm of inspiration, he has been able to lift a breath of aura in his chest and take off in the air for a short time without falling, but in the face of waves for miles or even tens or hundreds of miles, he can still only sigh.

When she saw the raft gradually taking shape, her eyes lit up.

Along the mountain road until there was no way down, Liu Tugou threw the raft into the water, and the two of them went down the river to the east.

Although the raft is simple, fortunately, Liu Tugou and Murong Chunxiao can use their aura to lighten their bodies, and even use their hands and feet as oars to borrow strength from the river.

They consciously shifted their direction to the northeast, and after five or six miles from the mountain, the water level had plummeted, and they gradually could no longer carry Ah Wei's weight.

The muddy puddles were littered with human and animal carcasses and all kinds of debris, and the state of them was indescribably tragic.

Liu Tugou slapped Ah Wei's buttocks, and the white horse snorted dissatisfiedly, and after a little hesitation, he carefully stepped into the mud.

Fortunately, a deep crack appeared in the land after the landslide, and most of the raging river was swallowed up by its greed, and most of the rest washed up on the south bank, which was much less damaged. After a few miles from the shore, the silt was not deep, and Ah Wei stepped on it steadily. Because it was finally able to keep its feet on the ground, it hissed happily.

Liu Tugou jumped on the horse, turned around and said, "I'm afraid that your jujube red horse is more than lucky, and it will be right now?"

Murong Chunxiao didn't hesitate at all, he was on tiptoe, gently floated on the horse's back, and sat sideways behind Liu Tugou.

A handsome young ranger, a stunning girl with long flowing hair in a lilac dress, and the two rode a white horse.

This was originally the most warm picture that could arouse the ignorant feelings of young men and women, but at this moment, no one would have the slightest joy and warmth.

The two of them slowly crossed the pale faces that had lost the luster of life, and the arms that stretched out to the sky in vain.

Wei had tried not to disturb the poor people who had not been able to rest in peace, but he still inevitably trampled on some of the mutilated limbs that were hidden by the black mud.

"Immortal post...... Absolutely mourning......"

Liu Tugou softly read the two unfamiliar names and asked, "What kind of place is that? What kind of person is that?"

Murong Chunxiao raised his hand to take down a hosta, put it in the palm of his hand and carefully studied it, not looking at the bleak scene in the mire, he was silent for a moment before he whispered: "As you can see, the Immortal Sect is an extremely mysterious sect, no one knows its roots, and there are very few people walking outside. ”

"Although the name is a little weird, it is also popular, presumably it is to watch the wind and step on it, and the deacon of the pen is clapping, and the sender is committing a crime. You said before that the Qingshi engraved book is not as good as a post or something, who is qualified to be registered on the immortal post?" asked Liu Tugou.

"Every time the immortal post is born, it will set off a bloody storm, but the people he kills have different identities, which makes people scratch their heads. Whether it is a high-ranking official and a famous Zhou Tian, a heroic man in the rivers and lakes, or an unknown mountain and forest seclusion, a peddler and a pawn, it is possible to receive a letter asking for his life. However, after many times, some clues were finally discovered by someone with a heart. ”

Murong Chunxiao changed a hosta in his hand, and continued: "Among the people who received the post, regardless of the inconspicuous ones, most of the famous ones were loyal and brave. Over time, many Qingliu in the court were proud to receive the immortal post in private, because the history books may not be true, but the immortal post never faked. It is rumored that more than 100 years ago, Qi Ding, the king of Wucheng, died violently after receiving a post in prison, and his subordinates even used this as a reason to cry out for King Wucheng and ask the emperor to rehabilitate Zhaoxue. ”

Liu Tugou is somewhat incredible, he has to check his qualifications before killing, and then he comes to the door to deliver the post openly, but the person who is killed must feel deeply honored, and the second master can't be convinced if he wants to kill to this realm.

"As for Lu Jue's mourning, it was also because I wanted to pass on the decree of an old ancestor of my Lingshan that I heard the name of this contemporary immortal Tie Bingbi for the first time. ”

Probably because it involved Lingshan secrets, Murong Chunxiao answered Liu Tugou's second question very briefly.

As for what is the old covenant between Lingshan and Qi Xianti, why was the Tianmen Sword sent to Lingshan, and what grievances and grievances Lu Jieai had with the old ghost Yao in his mouth, whether Murong Chunxiao didn't know or couldn't say, Liu Tugou didn't plan to get to the bottom of it.

He hadn't been able to figure out the question of good and evil, so he hadn't been able to figure out what kind of person Lu Jieai was.

Obviously, one moment ago, he was still a hero who wanted to kill people just because of a taboo name, but he was able to compromise for the sake of the sect, but at the next moment, he was almost childish and ruined the mountain, completely ignoring the death and life of countless creatures under the mountain and the serious consequences of becoming a public enemy of the world.

However, it is such a demon with a distorted mind, but he can comprehend the eternal sword intent that breaks the eternal blue sky and even all the cages, and he actually demonstrates a knife to Liu Tugou without concealment.

That knife destroyed not only Tianmen Mountain, but also the good and evil heart of a young swordsman.