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The grim face did not have a trace of warmth in the cold wind, and the angular cheekbones and a pair of straight sword eyebrows only made the man's expression appear more indifferent under the starlight.

A few strands of hair escaped the shackles of the hairpin and fluttered freely in the cold wind in the sky, and the man seemed to enjoy the unobstructed feeling of hunting in his robe, even stepping on the flying sword above the mountains and rivers seemed to be above everything.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that there are ten more breaths ahead, it should be almost there. On the man's side, he was also walking with a sword but was obviously struggling to support, and the entourage had to hold up protection against the cold wind of hunting in order to catch up with the waste.

Only glanced at it one more time, there was no trace of emotion on the face of the hand-volleying man, and the lips were not opened, and the voice may not be loud, but it turned deafening in the ears of the attendants, "Noise, are you an ignorant child?

The entourage was shocked, his hands shook, and the defense that he had struggled to support dissipated, and he didn't have time to take care of the pain caused by the wind, and the entourage knelt down on the flying sword, raised his palm and gave himself a mouthful.

"Please also reprimand the senior brother for forgiveness, the senior brother is just confused and quick to talk for a while, that place is really remote, in the past, every time the disciples in the sect were used to reminding them, but I didn't expect that it was set by the senior brother himself, and I asked the senior brother to punish him!"

"Hmph!" only snorted coldly in his nose and didn't look at him, and with a flick of his sleeve, he imprisoned the entourage in place, and the sword under his feet disappeared between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye, leaving only a wisp of aftersound, "You are here to reflect on it!"

In the sea, the huge waves are surging, and a lone peak goes straight into the sky, stepping on the sea to support the sky.

Looking at the dense forest in the mountains from afar, there are many gateway houses, glazed flying tiles, high walls and paintings, but most of them are dilapidated, and plants are overgrown, so you have to imagine the glory of the past by the outline.

On the top of the mountain, it has already penetrated the clouds, and under the stars is a flat high platform; a leafy peach tree is sprinkled with layers of petals under the starlight, covering the Dao Dao prohibition on the ground, and the center of the prohibition is a man in a green robe sitting cross-legged, with a high hairpin white face that is not stained, but on his shoulders is carrying a pair of iron cables piercing the pipa bones, as if taking root.

'Huh'

There was a sound of breaking sound, and the wind blew away the peach blossoms all over the ground, but when the petals fell again, a straight figure appeared.

Closed his eyes tightly, a spiritual light flashed in his pupils, and his lips, which had not moved for thousands of years, were not opened, and only two words were spoken, "Reprimand." ”

"Hmph, it's rare that you still remember me, senior brother in charge. The corners of his mouth chuckled, and he looked straight at this shadow that had not dissipated in his heart for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth rose with a hint of pride.

"Fan Yuan, Fan Yuan, for a thousand years, have you ever repented on this lonely peak?"

Shaking his head, Fan Yuan, who was still cross-legged and unmoved, smiled faintly, smiling so hard that he didn't know why.

"What are you laughing at, is what I said funny?" asked coldly, and in Jian Yuan's eyes, Fan Yuan's smile was clearly mockery.

Silent, still silent, Fan Yuan just looked at it and sighed.

"What are you sighing about, are you sighing about your current situation?" gritted his teeth, and before he knew it, his brows were already locked.

"Senior brother," finally spoke, Fan Yuan stretched out his fingers to pick up a peach blossom that fell beside the sound, "Can't you see it, I laugh, I sigh, it's as natural as this peach blossom, it doesn't make any sense, but is it so important to you?"

"You ・・・・・・" Jian reprimanded, but gradually he gasped for breath and his chest rose and fell, full of powerlessness from punching.

"Senior brother, it's been more than 1,300 years, and a peach pit you planted back then has withered and reborn many times, but I, who was imprisoned by you as an enemy, on the spiritual mountain of this former sect, has not changed at all. Whether you admit it or not, you have called me Senior Brother, and I have called you Senior Brother. Fan Yuan said slowly, let go of his fingers, and out of nowhere, a wisp of wind carried the petals away from nowhere.

"Fan Yuan, that's enough!" he snorted fiercely, and he couldn't keep the breezy fairy wind bones anymore, and scolded loudly, "That's enough! You don't put on such a fake appearance; others don't know, but I know it." You, mortal fate, should hold a grudge, hate me fiercely, reprimand me for sacrificing the entire sect Lingshan to imprison you back then, and not hesitating to lock your pipa bone with the divine weapons left by the ancestors in the refining sect, so that you will not be able to cultivate for thousands of years, and you will run out of yang longevity in vain. You should hold a grudge against me!"

"Yes, what you said is right," nodded, Fan Yuan looked up to the sky and looked at the starry sky, and said slowly, "I have a grudge against you, for the first three hundred years, you were imprisoned here, I have been hating you every moment every day in the morning, trying to break through here; I have tried all kinds of methods over and over again, and I have tried despair and bitterness over and over again. ”

"Heh, hahaha・・・・・・" After hearing Fan Yuan's words, he scolded, sneered, pointed at him like a child and said loudly, "You hate me, you hold a grudge, you really hold a grudge!"

Glancing at the appearance of Jian Yuan at this time, Fan Yuan only shook his head, and then said, "Senior brother, you know, when I was here for three hundred and sixteen years, I saw that peach blossom gradually dying; I couldn't use the aura and had no way to revive it, so I could only watch it with real eyes, watching it wither little by little; and then, I fell into a deep sense of loneliness, at that time, I had already tried all the methods, and I had exhausted the last trace of spiritual power in the dantian, so I couldn't do anything and did nothing, so I took a good look at the scenery here." ”

"It's been more than 300 years, and that was the first time I had a good look here, the sunrise here, the sunset here, the changing wind and clouds here, and then, I was relieved, and I suddenly understood that I shouldn't hate you, I shouldn't hate anyone. ”

Dumbfounded, Jian scolded and looked at this man who had been rooted like an old tree for thousands of years, and his mind was full of incredulity.

"No, no, no!" "My whole body trembled, my hands clenched into fists, and I reprimanded as if I was going crazy, "How can you, how dare you ・・・・・・ you, you, do you know how I have spent these thousand years, ah! Why, why! Why can't you hate me, can't let you experience that, that despair, that pain!

"Yes, why," Fan Yuan smiled faintly and asked rhetorically, "Why do you hate me so much, and where do you feel hopeless?"

"Me?" staggered back two steps, his eyes glazed over.

For a long time, punch after punch slammed into his heart.

"Fan Yuan, you ask knowingly," shook his head, and there was a hint of other strangeness in his eyes, "You know, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you obviously not a sword cultivator, tomorrow will not be able to condense the sword fetus but you will be the head of this Immortal Sword Sect; You are the enlightenment of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and you are not the sword cultivation of seven emotions and six desires, but you took her away, took her away!"

Fan Yuan's voice was also lonely, and he shook his head and said, "I don't, I really don't, I went to the laurel tree to see it, and there are no buds on it." ”

Closing his glasses, he took a long breath in the sky, and he didn't seem to want to look at him anymore, "Enough, don't say it anymore, I don't want to hear you anymore; Hmph, almost everyone agreed to recommend me as the head of the ****, but the executive elder said that the mark of the head of Peiyu has not yet dissipated, and said that you are still alive, and I can't take on this responsibility. ”

"Executive Elder?" Fan Yuan frowned, many things have been buried deep in his memory for thousands of years, but it was difficult to remember for a while, "Oh, I remember, he is a very fair old man, he was the executive elder when the master was still there, I remember that the sect never said that he was partial and treated everyone fairly; ”

"Breakthrough cultivation?" Hmph," Jian Xuan put on a cold expression again, and said coldly, "That old immortal has indeed broken through his cultivation, and he has become the oldest qualified guy in the sect after adding another five hundred years of Yang Shou; ”

"You," Fan Yuan was surprised, looking at the rebuke in front of him who was now like a hero, and his eyes felt strange.

"Senior brother, you weren't like this before, you ・・・・・・" Fan Yuan's words were interrupted by Jian Yuan before he finished speaking.

With a wave of his sleeves, his face was full of hideousness, and he said loudly, "Don't call me junior brother again! I think I'm very good now, I'm very free, I can do whatever I want, I can kill whoever I want, but no, I still have to listen to your instigation, be foolish with the sword, and put so many rules and regulations on myself? You make me stupid!"

"Eh・・・・・・" sighed deeply, and Fan Yuan no longer looked at him, "Since the executive elders have ended, presumably the sect is also controlled by you, why, if you don't become your head, what are you doing here?"

"Hmph, what do I do with that boss. That old immortal died but left me in big trouble; that **** invited all the heads of my sect who were good friends to come to watch the ceremony, but I didn't expect the old immortal to say that kind of thing on such an occasion. What do you tell me to do, the whole world knows that you are not dead, what should I do?"

Nodding, Fan Yuan understands.

"I see, if you don't come to me to catch up, you're here to kill me. ”