Due to the lack of successors in the past few hundred years, the talents have withered, but there have been no amazing and brilliant figures, and the glory of the world's first place has been lost with the Xiaoyao faction for hundreds of years.

Qiao Xuan had a lot of thoughts, and he was unconsciously immersed in Qiao Mu's memory, searching for this information, and he sighed in his heart, it seems that this struggle for power and profit cannot be avoided anywhere.

However, this time the senior sister has cultivated so fast and has excellent talents, and the champion of the world's No. 1 Fighting Law Contest this time is very promising, and he owes her so much, so he can't help her when the time comes.

But these are all things in the future, now Qiao Xuanle is relaxed, and it is not bad to live such a leisurely life every day, sometimes he feels that cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal may not have such a happy day, and sometimes he is a little confused about why he is so persistent in cultivating the true Dao.

What is the purpose of fighting with the sky, the earth, and the people? What will you gain in the end?

By chance, not only did he not disappear, but he was also reincarnated and reborn, and obtained the body vein against the sky. What does this portend?

Qiao Xuan just wanted to take revenge in his heart, to avenge the bitter revenge of his previous life, so he did not hesitate to go against the sky, wanting to achieve the act of hegemony, and he was the only one in the Three Realms.

But can the hatred in your heart really become the driving force for you to move forward? Can this motivation last forever?

Even if you can get revenge in your heart, then what? Is such a goal sustainable? What kind of outlook on life will produce what kind of values, and this kind of values will guide the person's code of action, method of action, and purpose of action.

A noble, sustainable outlook on life produces the right values, and under the guidance of these correct values, ordinary mortals can also perform earth-shattering feats that will be admired by future generations.

A despicable, short-sighted outlook on life will produce negative and wrong values, which can only be the person who goes to the wrong path, even if he can produce a momentary strength, but in the end he will inevitably be spurned, and in the end he can only be destroyed in loneliness and pain, leaving only a helpless sigh.

Perhaps the former owner of the Sky Splitting Overlord Blade was a person who did not have the right values, he was undoubtedly an extremely strong man, an invincible existence with the power to return to the sky.

Everything is insignificant in front of him, but such a powerful existence, why is there such a heart-wrenching sadness in the end, why is there so much sadness and helplessness.

In the end, he fell in loneliness and melancholy, and was annihilated in the long river of history.

But is his outlook on life correct? Is it different from the former? Or is it in the same vein, inheriting his hatred, and finally following his helplessness.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xuan suddenly felt sweating profusely, and an unprecedented sense of fear rose in his heart. It was a trembling of collapsing faith, a kind of aimless confusion, like a walking corpse.

People can't have no faith, let alone no goals, such a life must be meaningless, how different from beasts, now Qiao Xuan feels that what he believes in is no longer worth believing in, his goals have gradually become blurred, do he still have the strength to pursue him? Who can give me this strength?

Qiao Xuanzhi felt trembling all over, as if he had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cave, the aura of his whole body was scattered, and the black evil qi slowly gushed out, and the blade of the Heaven Splitting Overlord hidden in the Temple of the Five Elements trembled slightly, like a bloodthirsty demon, waiting to give his prey a fatal blow. The red light flashed in Qiao Xuan's eyes, and his anger increased greatly, and there was a bloodthirsty desire in his heart that could not be suppressed.

Since there is no goal, why not sink and slaughter all the people. A voice full of this infinite temptation sounded in Qiao Xuan's ears, prying his restless heart.

"Stinky rascal, what's wrong with you?" a familiar shout pulled Qiao Xuan back from the brink of enchantment.

Lin Xuan'er suddenly felt Qiao Xuan's change, his body became cold, and an evil aura was filled, and he couldn't stop trembling, as if he was suffering from some painful struggle.

She was shocked in her heart, hugged Qiao Xuan's body tightly and shouted, tears rolled down, and her small mouth kissed Qiao Xuan's big mouth desperately, she would rather die than have anything happen to this stinky rascal.

Feeling Lin Xuan'er's blazing body, like a raging fire, gradually dispelled the coldness in Qiao Xuan's heart, his body no longer trembled, his restless heart also quieted down, and the red light dispersed. His eyes returned to clarity, and the Sky Splitting Overlord Blade hummed helplessly, and then fell silent.

After Qiao Xuan returned to Qingming, he scolded in his heart, uncle, it's really hanging, almost a puppet of this evil blade, if it weren't for this chick herself, she would really go crazy today.

Qiao Xuan's heart was moved, he hugged Lin Xuan'er hard again, and reciprocated her with the warmest kiss, the temperature in the room rose again, and the fierce battle kicked off again・・・・・・