But Ye Bai won.

These two real people in the Jindan period seem to have been toyed with by an ant in their eyes, a cultivator at the peak of the Qi cultivation period.

It's really infuriating.

An old man dressed in floral clothes.

The peach blossoms that kept flowing behind him suddenly stopped, and then they couldn't turn anymore.

Old woman.

It was the dim yellow eyes that dimmed, and the whole face, there was no trace of ruddy, but the mutual praise could not be blown anymore, and the sects below looked up at the above, they were not afraid of these sects that had been inherited for thousands of years.

It turns out that they are also human beings.

It will also be wrong.

If this is the case, then they will also be killed, and as long as they will be killed, then there is nothing to fear for people.

Dead person.

In the eyes of these monks, in the eyes of these sects, it is always possible to calm people's hearts.

...

Ye Bai walked down step by step.

Wu Zibo firmly held Ye Bai, and his movements were extremely villainous, as if Ye Bai was a person spliced from broken porcelain, carefully helped Ye Bai up, and then brought him to the side.

Wu Zibo looked at Ye Bai.

didn't ask much, Wu Zibo is Ye Bai's friend, Ye Bai's only friend, Wu Zibo's friend, not much, he is a genius, genius is always accompanied by loneliness, he is no exception, but sometimes, genius also needs friends.

But often can't befriend, because geniuses are often weirdos, and the only ones who can make them friends are weirdos who are still to blame compared to them.

Ye Bai is such a weirdo.

Ye Bai's voice came faintly, which made Wu Zibo breathe a sigh of relief, and Ye Bai said in a low voice.

"Fatty, take your fat and wrap it around my arm. ”

Ye Bai's voice said.

He looks extremely serious, but for Ye Bai, such injuries are just very simple, skin injuries, even if the whole arm is broken, he can grow it now, so these injuries just look more serious.

The physique of the ancients has long made Ye Bai different from these monks, although the cultivation is a path, but it is just what it seems.

Everything is still different.

Ye Bai returned to his own position, there was an extra woman next to Wu Zibo, this woman was originally in that room, Wu Zibo was also okay, only some loose cultivation will sit here, Ye Bai likes here, he doesn't like the atmosphere in the house, so he will sit here.

Wu Zibo didn't like the atmosphere below, but Ye Bai was below, so he would inevitably come here.

And this woman is here.

Then it's not a good reason.

The Ice Moon.

This is an elegant woman, she is wearing a pale blue Confucian shirt today, her hair is scattered behind her back, and she has the smell of a book.

She looked at Ye Bai and smiled.

Ye Bai had to say.

She smiled very beautifully, when she saw it for the first time, Ye Bai didn't see it too clearly, or this woman was born with a changeable face.

The edge of her mouth.

It has a shallow dimple, and when he laughs at the moment, the whole person is a lot more playful.

"The swordsmanship is good, fast enough. ”

Ye Bai nodded.

Tantai Bingyue didn't say anything, but looked at Wu Zibo and said, "You and I have different theories, and your Confucianism and Taoism concepts are not suitable for me." ”

Wu Zibo did not speak.

After a while, he said: "The foolish route you take, I take the enlightened route that is opened, the teacher will stand here with me, your method is always different, Confucianism and Taoism should not be like that, if it goes on like that, what is the difference between us and the former Shinto." ”

Yutai Bingyue raised her head and glanced at Ye Bai.

"What do you think?" in a low voice.

The three of them are the future of Confucianism and Taoism.

Ye Bai supported.

Wu Zibo inherited, inherited everything from the teacher, and shouldered the task of pioneering Confucianism and Taoism, carrying the hope of the teacher and carrying the hope of their entire Confucianism and Taoism.

The Ice Moon.

It is a divergence, and it is also a different direction of Confucianism and Taoism.

Ye Bai now understands why Tai Bingyue left the Lu State and went to the Qin State to develop his own power, because for him, the Confucianism of the Lu State is the Confucianism of Wu Zibo, not her Confucianism, and the concept of those green shirts and disciples is still deep-rooted.

Ye Bai coughed.

The eyes suddenly looked up.

He didn't say anything more, but said, "It's not my concern... I'm just carrying my mission, and what I want here is a lot more clear than I am.If you stop me, I'll kill you, although you have expelled my sword qi, but... I can still kill you. ”

Ye Bai said lightly.

Yutai Bingyue's face turned pale, and she took a step back, she thought that he had driven Ye Bai's sword qi out, and used the Confucian method of "Haoran Righteous Qi Sword", which was enough to make Ye Bai understand that she was not afraid of him, which was also what she wanted in her heart.

But then she understood.

Everything is false.

She was still afraid, and when Ye Bai said that he would kill her, she was inevitably still afraid, and even involuntarily took a step back.

Ye Bai has become her inner demon.

A woman, a woman with ambition and who wants to become a Confucian saint, should only be someone else's inner demon, and should not let anyone become her own inner demon, which is an extremely unwise thing.

The Ice Moon.

Take a step back.

Thought of this.

Then he walked forward again, took a step, and then whispered: "I will beat you, why don't we gamble." ”

Ye Bai shook his head.

Walking towards the back, his sister did not come, and he was not in the mood to gamble.

Tantai Bingyue looked at Ye Bai's back and said: "I know what you want, I have collected some things about her, but there is absolutely no other meaning, you know, I am afraid of death, but if you can help me, then everything is fine." ”

Ye Bai didn't look back.

But Tantai Bingyue still felt that when she talked about Sister Ye Bai again, a chill rose behind her.

That's why her words changed so urgently.

"I won you, supported me for three years, helped me kill people and set fires. ”

"I lost, give you everything I have. ”

"You want to prove yourself so badly. ”

Wu Zibo looked at it indifferently and answered, he admired this woman very much, but admiration is admiration, sister else.

No matter how Ye Bai chooses, Wu Zibo will not intervene, it is a good thing that Confucianism and Taoism have arguments, so that they can be derived, just like the Immortal Dao, 1,800 Dao, all of them are immortals. The same is true of Confucianism and Taoism.

Ye Bai disappointed Tantai Bingyue.

He turned back.

"No interest. ”

The voice was as cold as ever.

...

The fight in the ring continues.

There are no monks in it who are decent, or they have forgotten that their achievements are a matter of decency.

.........

Cultivation has long been a tragic battle.

From the unknown barbaric era、Beginning。

The world is the survival of the fittest.

Big fish eat little fish.

And although the barbaric evolution has opened civilization, in fact, these worries have long melted into everyone's blood, and even become the rules of this world.

Ye Bai looked up into the distance.

He flew towards the sky, and he landed in the room belonging to the Confucian sect, where the disciples were sitting, and above his knees lay a long sword, which was sharp and shining with a cold light.

The disciples saw Ye Bai coming.

Laughed.

Zitu is also a person who practices swords, so for a swordsman like Ye Bai, he is born with a sense of intimacy.

Ye Bai walked over.

The disciple withdrew his sword.

Then he said, "What is your kendo?"

Ye Bai raised his eyes and took a closer look, Zitu, Zitu was wearing a white robe, the robe was spotless, but there were a few more hairs, a faint silver thread, and some middle-aged uncles.

Ye Bai said in a low voice: "In the place of no life, get eternal life." ”

"Where it is impossible, it is possible. ”

Ye Bai said word by word, Zitu smiled slightly, the thin body behind him, coughed uncontrollably, cough cough, cough cough, he was a little embarrassed to hold his fingers, the five fingers were pale and slender, and he could almost see the faint cyan blood vessels inside.

Blood seeped out of the fingers.

Ye Bai looked.

He took a handkerchief and handed it over, and the disciple took it, touched the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you know what a human sword is?"

She shook her head.

The disciples stopped talking.

Raised his eyes to look at the top of his head, his eyes were distracted, and it took a long time before he recovered, and then he said something almost like a fool.

"What do you mean when you say that people are alive?"

"Is it to see the world?"

"Or as a less handy weapon. ”

Ye Bai paid attention.

There is a gentleman's sword hanging from the disciple's waist, this gentleman's sword should be in the hands of someone else, but now it is held by the disciple, so what does this mean? Ye Bai didn't want to know, he just asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the senior brother?" You can ask the teacher. ”

"Teacher.."

Disciples.

said in a stunned voice, and then his face turned out to be religious, so pious that he was not talking about his teacher, but a god, this feeling made Ye Bai feel very bad, because such piety means losing himself.

If you lose your piety, then you are the greatest deception.

There is nothing more noble than myself.

Even if it is a monstrous mana, even if it is a supernatural power that covers the sea, if a person is not himself, what is the use of having these?

When the disciples recovered.

Ye Bai was already over there.

Cultivating silently, Zitu glanced at Ye Bai, as if he had forgotten what he had done just now, he threw over a dusty Confucian shirt, and then pointed to the copper basin in the distance and said, "Wash up, my hair is a little long." ”

Zi Disciple said.

Then he left, and his body walked towards the void below, step by step, and his steps swayed slightly, not like a monk who built a foundation, but like a child learning to walk.

Ye Bai was puzzled.

Looking at the copper basin, Ye Bai in the mirror was a little not like Ye Bai, but Ye Bai had no doubts, stretched out his hand, broke the water on the calm copper basin, and then repaired his hair with this sword.