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Xu Chen thought about it and said, "I don't really understand, do you think of any answer?"

Ye Tong said: "That day on the snow lake, you condensed the sword intent of the big river on the knife and stabbed into Ximen Wang's body, I was looking at that picture, looking at the surging sword momentum, linked to your tragic life, and vaguely thought of a possibility. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Xu Chen said: "What is possible?"

Ye Tong said: "The true meaning of the paper sword is not in the thin and seamless and uninterrupted and no one does not kill, nor does it lie in the majestic momentum that comes out of the sky in the ocean, but in the simplest truth of water flow...... All the water in the world must flow down and cannot be traced, which is absolutely irreversible, that is to say, if you think what is done right, you will do it, and in this regard, there is no doubt that you are a strong person. ”

Xu Chen said with a smile: "It turns out that this is the truth, I originally thought that you were going to say that I am a relatively obscene person, so I can understand this kind of obscene swordsmanship." ”

Xu Chen looked at Ye Tong and said, "You understand this truth, so you have to leave the capital." ”

Ye Tong said: "Yes. ”

Xu Chen said: "Then you haven't thanked me yet." ”

Ye Tong said: "This is my sword, you should thank me." ”

Xu Chen said: "Don't thank each other. ”

Ye Tong said: "We don't owe each other. ”

After saying this, she turned to leave, the snow gradually flying, and the green clothes gradually drifting.

Looking at the back of the Daomen girl who gradually disappeared in the wind and snow, Xu Chen was silent.

He and the Taoist idiot are enemies of life and death in the wasteland, and they are comrades who fight side by side in the mountain gate of the Demon Sect, and now they have been together in the house by Yanming Lake for half a year, and they don't have much friendship, but they are familiar with each other's existence, thinking that if she can survive this time, she will probably draw her sword and see each other when she meets again, or she or she will die, and I can't help but feel a little embarrassed when I think of this.

He finally said to the maid, "I admire this woman. ”

Because of the battle between Xu Chen and Ximen Wang's Winter Lake, many strong people came to the capital, although the power of such an unknowable place as the Taiqing Guan Guan Lord and the first lecture of the Leadhua Temple did not appear, and the head of the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army and the great priests and some great virtues of the Buddha Sect did not come, but the scene was shocking enough.

The world of the two sects of Taoism and Buddha, the worship of Qinghe County, have all appeared on the shore of Yanming Lake, although the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion only sent an inconspicuous messenger, but everyone knows that it represents the eyes of willow white, and the most unexpected thing is that the sect master of the Demon Sect has reappeared in the world.

With so many strong people gathered in the capital, the most concerned thing is, of course, the ending of Ximen Wang, the Daomen Keqing Elder and the legend that Xu Chen is the son of the Hades, but if you think about it carefully, you can taste more meanings, this seems to be a cautious test of the world's cultivation world to the Dushan Sect.

In the face of this temptation, Dushan Sect didn't do much, but Mr. Two sat on the snow bridge all night, and Mr. Big chatted with Ye Su all night, and chatted with Shen Nian for a long time.

The end of this matter is that Xu Chen defeated Ximen Wang in a way that shocked the entire cultivation world, and disappeared mysteriously again, and after listening to the senior brother of the Dushan Sect for a long time, Xu Chen meditated in the Ten Thousand Wild Goose Pagoda for ten days and left the capital.

These things once again proved a truth that was close to the truth, and the Shan Sect could not be shaken.

The people in the Ximen Wang's mansion left the capital, Ye Tong left the capital, and a few days later, Ye Su was also ready to leave, so the senior brother of the Shan Sect came to see him off.

Ye Su looked at the renovated small Taoist temple, thinking that there might be his own sweat on those black tile thick beams, and felt a little happy, and after a while, his smile gradually faded, and said, "I still don't understand." ”

The senior brother knew what he didn't understand, and said with a smile: "Shen's fist, Lu Yin's rune paper, the sword and arrow in the back mountain, plus the maid, the inheritor of the Bright God Seat, Ximen Wangyan has the reason to be invincible...... Moreover, after all, he is a member of my Dushan Sect, how can he not win?"

Ye Su was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud and said, "How can the people in the Dushan Sect be invincible...... What an unreasonable statement, such an unreasonable spirit. ”

The sound of laughter echoed in the snowy streets, this proud descendant of Taiqingguan entered the world to practice in the capital, and met the opportunity before the broken eaves wooden ladders and the ruins of the small Taoist temple in the neighborhood, and the already extremely wonderful realm was improved again, and finally listened to this sentence about the Dushan Sect but began to understand where everything came from, and drifted away.

Confirming that the capital city really returned to calm, and no one tried to test the Dushan Sect, Xu Chen naturally would not continue to stay in the mansion by the lake, he took the maid to the Red Sleeve Move.

Jane sighed and said, "You're becoming more and more like him." ”

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "Uncle Xiao and I don't seem to have anything to think about. ”

Jane said, "You haven't seen your little uncle. ”

"But I don't know like that, because Uncle Xiao is a chic person, and I will never be able to live chicly. Xu Chen laughed and said, "Of course, I can learn it in the future." ”

Then the two of them left the Red Sleeve Move, took the black carriage out of the Suzaku Gate, and followed the straight official road covered with residual snow to the front of the big mountain in the south of the city, and drove directly into the Dushan Sect.

Xu Chen didn't know the truth and details of what happened in the capital when he fought the decisive battle with Ximen Wang, and it seemed that the senior brothers of the Dushan Sect did not help, but he knew very well that in such a difficult and difficult situation, the senior brothers must have done a lot of things silently.

In the grass house, he took the maid to bow deeply to the senior brother and the second senior brother to thank him, and then thanked the fourth senior brother, the sixth senior brother and the seventh senior sister, thanking the iron sword and the array by the lake.

The senior brothers and sisters calmly and reservedly or proudly accepted Xu Chen's gift, the second senior brother who was the most indifferent on weekdays, his expression at this time was extremely gentle, thinking that Xu Chen, the little junior brother, could defeat and kill Ximen Wang, so that he was also deeply honored to be a senior brother.

The senior sister was not in the back mountain, as usual, there was a hairpin written on the side of the old east window, her expression was quiet and focused, suddenly she raised her head, glanced at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, smiled slightly, raised her hand to her lips and gently took a breath of hot air, feeling a lot warmer.

Ye Yao is her apprentice, she didn't have any homework today, so she sharpened the ink on the old, and the little girl's hands had already been sour at this time, but her little face was still full of sweet smiles.

The third senior sister was a little puzzled and asked, "What is so happy?"

"My brother has always wanted to kill this traitor, Ximen Wang, and he must be very happy to know that he was seriously injured in order to kill him in the wasteland. ”

Ye Yao raised his arm, wiped away the tears of happiness, looked at the teacher and nodded vigorously, and said with a smile: "If the sect master is still alive, he must be very happy." ”

One day, the snow in the capital suddenly became heavier, and it was sprinkled to the city outline, and it was a violent mess, Xu Chen happened to go to sweep the tomb that day, so he had to go out of the city against the wind and snow.

He and the maid first went to the grave in the deep grass near the Dushan Sect, and said something very uninteresting to his master Lu Yin, poured an urn of new wine in front of the grave, and took out a piece of obscene clothes that still had the fragrance of fat from his arms, and burned it with the wind and snow.

The maid said uneasily, "The girl will be angry, right?"

Xu Chen said: "How would she know if you didn't tell her?"

After doing these things, he and the maid took a carriage to another cemetery, followed the address that the guards had helped to check, and turned many corners in the forest-like tombstones, and finally found the cemetery.

Xu Chen gently brushed away the snow on the tombstone, looked at the name, and said with guilt: "When we were children, we said that if someone died first, whoever killed Ximen Wang would have to bring his head to the grave of the person who died first to worship, I'm sorry I didn't do it." ”

"Ximenwang's body was fished out of the lake by the military and sealed in a coffin, and I was embarrassed to break the coffin and cut off his head, but I heard that he looked miserable, looking like stewed meat in a pot. ”

After saying this somewhat disgusting sentence, Xu Chen laughed happily, and then took two black and heavy broken spears from the maid's hand, and slapped them deeply into the frozen soil of the tomb, just like two pillars of incense.

In order not to attract attention in the past few years, Xu Chen has never come to sacrifice, and now that the revenge has been avenged, even if the court knows his relationship with him, there is no need to worry about it.

The blood sea is revenged, and the parents should be sacrificed first, but after the bloody case that year, the bodies of Xu Chen's biological parents Lin Hai and Li Sanniang, after a brief sacrifice by the Daomen, were burned into ashes and sprinkled into Weishui.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, the maid opened the big black umbrella, held it tightly with both hands, and covered him behind him, Xu Chen squatted down and took out a piece of oiled paper from his arms and burned it. There were many names written on the oiled paper, and the people behind those names were already dead, just like this oiled paper, turned into green smoke, and was blown away by the wind and snow in an instant.

The maid whispered, "What should I do with His Royal Highness?"

Xu Chen looked at the charred black paper ash rolling on the snow, and said: "Back then, he just moved his mouth, and now he can't be a prince and he has paid some price, let's look at him for another two years." ”

The maid said, "Young master, don't you often say that you want to punish the evil?"

Xu Chen said: "The first evil is your teacher, but he is dead, I also thought about digging up his grave by the master's grave before, but forget it." ”

When the capital was shrouded in wind and snow, the deep mountains of the Western Jin Dynasty were still as warm as spring, which had a certain relationship with the warm current on the sea outside the Song State embankment in the east, and because it was originally a place for Haotian to visit.

Outside the simple Taoist temple deep in the mountains stood a young man, who was extremely handsome, although there were a few striking scars on his cheeks, which added to the charm.

The middle-aged Taoist on the stone steps looked at the young man and said, "Prince Chen Lujie, do you really insist on entering the meditation and penance? Do you know what this means?"

It turned out that the young man was the prince of Chen Lujie, and I saw that there were calluses and rust on his palms, and he probably spent all these days at sea.

He said respectfully: "Since it is the teacher's order, as a disciple, you don't dare to disobey in any way, as long as you can see the Book of Heaven, it doesn't matter how much suffering and torture you suffer. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest said: "Since it is the intention of the Lord, naturally no one will stop you, but I must remind you that with your current realm, if you want to read the Book of Heaven, you may die at any time." ”

Chen Lujie said calmly: "Uncle Shi, I am a dead man now. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the black peach blossom on Chen Lujie's chest, remembered the rumor that Xu Chen's arrow from the snow cliff pierced this person's chest, understood the meaning of the so-called dead man in his sentence, and sighed lightly and said no more.

Walking up the stone steps, he entered the unknowable place of the Daomen, Taiqingguan, although Chen Lujie had already worshiped the master of Taiqingguanguan as his teacher, his mood was still a little nervous at this time.

The Taoist temple is deep in the lakeside, there are seven golden and brilliant grass houses, the grass houses are paved with grass, cheap and shabby, there should not be any solemn and luxurious atmosphere, but the thatch laid on the grass houses here is as colored as gold and jade, ignoring the dust and wind and rain of the years, it looks extremely gorgeous.

This kind of thatch naturally has a very strong vitality of heaven and earth, can resist the wind and rain and cold breath, can help people to clear their minds and calm their minds, and has long been extinct in nature, which can be said to be extremely precious.

There are only two places in the world where this kind of thatched house is built extravagantly, one is the thatched hut by the lake, which is responsible for storing the seven volumes of heavenly books, and the other is the thatched hut where Shan Xuanwei lives behind the Dushan Sect.

Chen Lujie walked into the first grass room, looked at the book sealed like black blood on the agarwood case, and could no longer keep calm, and his hands exposed outside his sleeves trembled slightly.

This book is the first volume of the Book of Heaven.

This is also the only book of heaven that can be opened in his current realm.

Chen Lujie slowly lifted the black cover, and the first page that caught his eye was a snow-white piece of paper, and then he turned the second page, which said Shen ...... The names of these worldly cultivators, because he had expected them in his heart, were not surprised, but silently thought that if he wanted to climb to the highest peak of the cultivation path in the future, then these shining names would have to become stepping stones under his feet.

Chen Lujie continued to flip through the Japanese character scroll.

At the top of this paper, he saw the name of the bookworm Duan Murong, and then at the top of this paper, he saw the names of Xu Chen and Ye Tong, the two names were almost completely parallel, and each had a stroke breaking through the paper, as if to pierce into the previous page.

Looking at these three names, Chen Lujie's eyes became extremely resentful, and his breathing became much heavier, but after a while, all emotions disappeared inexplicably, and his eyes returned to extreme calm, becoming brighter and brighter, just like the night pearl painted with Jinze, extremely bright.

Winter goes to spring, and time is gone.

No one in the world knows that the prince Chen Lujie, who thought he was dead, is now concentrating on cultivation and study in the unknowable place Taiqingguan, he wakes up every morning, and begins to clean the front view, then cook food, prepare living utensils and send them to the back view, and only after he is busy can he go to the seven thatched huts to read the book of heaven.

After reading the Japanese scroll on the first day, Chen Lujie never opened this book of heaven, but put all his spirit and will into reading the second volume of the book of heaven.

One day, spring is in full bloom, and the peaches in the outer and outer fields are in full bloom.

Chen Lujie, who was pale, came out of the second grass hut, holding the blood-stained towel tightly in his hand, and was about to go to the lakeside to meditate and recuperate for a while, when suddenly he felt something in his heart and stopped.

He walked into the first thatched hut and opened the Japanese scroll with a solemn expression.

On that page, the ink of Xu Chen's words became thicker and thicker, as if blood was about to seep into the paper, and Duanmurong's name left its original position and came to the top of the paper.

Chen Lujie's face became more and more pale, and his pupils shrank like a faint black hole, what made him feel extremely shocked and angry was not the picture he saw, but the picture he didn't see.

He didn't see Ye Tong's name.

Ye Tong's name has gone elsewhere.

In the peach mountain in late spring, although the newly planted peach blossoms are far less colorful than the rumors, the trees are luxuriant, and the divine army above is shrouded in the greenery of the forest, which looks extremely solemn.

On the stone Shinto sandwiched by the green trees, a young girl walked slowly, she combed a simple bun, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, the blue was not very eye-catching, but when the Taoist robe slowly fluttered with the mountain wind, the faint green on the thousand-year-old stone tree next to the Shinto lost its color.

The girl with her hair in a bun walked calmly upward along the long Shinto path, and after a short time she came to the top of the vast flat cliff, and she looked at the black adjudicator in the distance and smiled.

On the cliff in front of the Divine Army, countless exclamations rang out.

"Ye Tong is back!"

"How dare this woman come back!"

"Dao idiot, go and inform the gods!"

"Master Siza, long time no see!"

The Daomen girl who walked slowly had an extremely beautiful face and a simple and simple breath, but in the eyes of everyone, this was the most terrifying picture they had ever seen.

The priests and deacons around the Divine Army dispersed in astonishment and fled one after another, and those who could not retreat in time bowed down in horror and greeted each other in trembling voices.

Last spring, Daoist Ye Tong left the Western Jin Divine Army, then she lived in the capital for a while, then disappeared without a trace, and then in this spring, she returned.

Hua Leng, the former cavalry commander of the Divine Army, was blinded by a paper sword, and then his tongue was broken by the dry fingers of the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle, and he became an authentic waste, but after all, he was a close confidant of the commander of the Luo Ke enemy, so he could still live very happily in the extremely realistic Ruling Division.

If it is said that the sun is shining every day on the stone steps, it can be regarded as a kind of happiness.

Ye Tong walked to the bottom of the stone steps of the Ruling Divine Army, looked at the richly dressed, but lying in the sun like a beggar, and said calmly: "Have you ever thought that I can come back?"

There were many priests and deacons in the distance who were looking towards this side, but no one dared to make a move on Ye Tong, not because the Dao Idiot still had power, but because after the Heavenly Oracle Grand Priest returned to Taoshan last year, he was furious because of the Dao Idiot's departure from the mountain, and even had a battle with the Ruling Archpriest that no one knew about.

Hua Leng had heard people's exclamations before, and when he heard Ye Tong's voice, he finally confirmed that what he was most afraid of had finally happened, and his face was full of fear.

He wanted to ask for mercy, and he wanted to warn Ye Tong that this was before the Divine Army, and wanted to use the prestige of the Judgment Divine Seat and the Great Commander of the Luo Ke Enemy to save his life, but he was speechless now.

Even if he could speak, Ye Tong was not ready to listen, she just wanted to enter the Ruling Divine Army, and she would inevitably need to climb the stone steps, and this person happened to be basking in the sun on the stone steps, so she said in passing.

After saying this, she walked past Hua Leng.

There was a spring breeze coming, blowing the ancient woods around the Divine Army, blowing Ye Tong's sleeves, and a very slight fold appeared on the green sleeves, which were shaped like swords.