Master, what's wrong?" Huaxin asked. Has the Bladeless Sutra appeared?, the door master asked. Yes, Master. Great, it shows that I'm about to thrive without a striker. The doorkeeper said.

Is there a whereabouts of that bladeless sword? No. Who was that just now? It was the disciple who asked him to help find the Wufeng Sutra. It was precisely because of him that the disciple found the Wufeng Sutra. So, he's already seen the Bladeless Sutra? Yes, Master. No, we have to kill him. The Bladeless Sutra must not be known to outsiders. The Bladeless Door Master said.

What, no, he is our benefactor. CEFC said. Hmph, the old man doesn't care so much, the Wufeng Sutra must not be passed on, this is the order of the ancestor. I don't agree, we can't take revenge, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to find the Bladeless Scripture. CEFC said.

Okay, apprentice, you will show the Wufeng Sutra to the teacher. The doorkeeper said. Huaxin immediately conveyed the scriptures of the Wufeng Sutra to the master of the Wufeng Sect. Great, the Bladeless Gate Master looked happy. Then he thundered and restrained CEFC.

Master, what are you going to do? Huaxin was scared. If you kill that person, you have to be a teacher. No, Master can't. CEFC shouted loudly. But his master didn't pay any attention to him.

The strong wind blew, and the Bladeless Sect Master chased all the way, and finally caught up with Shen Shaoyang in a jungle. His killing intent was undisguised, the leaves of the forest were flying, and the air in the forest was extremely cold. Shen Shaoyang had snow-white hair, and he looked very lonely at this time.

Are you here to kill me?" Shen Shaoyang said indifferently. Yes. I didn't look at the Wufeng Sutra. You can't kill me. Hmph, do you think the old man will believe you?

Yes, it was his idea to kill you. The head of the Wufeng Gate said.

You are so despicable, you don't deserve to be the head at all. Shen Shaoyang said. What are you talking about? The killing intent of the Bladeless Gate is even worse. Am I wrong? I believe that Huaxin is a person who is frank and kind, and he is by no means a shameless person like you. And even if CEFC wants to kill me, it won't be now. Even if I want to kill him, I will have to wait until I find the whole Wufeng Sutra for him.

Hmph, count yourself smart. But so what, you're about to die. The Bladeless Door Master said. Are you so confident that you killed me? Shen Shaoyang said indifferently. You are a monk of the third level of the king, can't I, as a seventh level of the king, still be able to kill you? Is this what you rely on? Shen Shaoyang asked coldly.

Hmph, you go die. The master of the Bladeless Gate said. No... At this time, Huaxin rushed over and blocked in front of Shen Shaoyang. You go away. The Bladeless Door Master said. Master, he is our benefactor, and we cannot kill him. Huaxin knelt down in front of his master and said pleadingly. You go away, or the teacher will solve it with you. The Bladeless Door Master said.

Hehe・・What a master of the Bladeless Sect, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person, even your own apprentice would be poisoned. People like you, I really don't know why I'm still living in this world. What are you talking about? The master of the Wufeng Gate was furious, and slapped Huaxin away, and Huaxin spat blood and flew out.

The master of the Wufeng Gate slapped with a palm, the god was majestic, swallowing mountains and rivers, and a big palm slapped towards Shen Shaoyang. Hum ・・・・ The eight methods of red dust turned, and the master of the door of the door slapped a palm in the eight law diagram, this palm was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not have the slightest effect. Shen Shaoyang was calm, carrying it with one hand, pushing it with his right hand, the eight methods of red dust were pressed down, and the eight ancient characters rotated, forming a gossip diagram to suppress the master of the Wufeng Gate.

You... The master of the Bladeless Gate is incredible. The power of the seventh level was unexpectedly beaten away by a third-level power. Bafatu called, and the main player of the Bladeless Gate flew out. The pain in his chest was cracking, and the blood was used, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop. The master of the Bladeless Gate turned around and left, without the slightest nostalgia. Shen Shaoyang didn't chase him, he didn't want to kill, and at the same time, the other party couldn't threaten him. Shen Shaoyang walked towards Huaxin, squatted down, and helped him up.

Are you alright?," Shen Yang asked. But it can be seen that the palm where the bladeless door lives is really heavy.

Why is your master like this? Shen Shaoyang said. Master, his old man just doesn't want his sect to be exposed. CEFC said. Perhaps, Shen Shaoyang didn't say much. Shen Shaoyang worked hard to heal Huaxin's injury.

Are you going back?" Shen Shaoyang asked. If you don't go back, where am I going? He'll kill you. Shen Shaoyang said. He is my master. CEFC didn't say much.

Well, I'm gone, hopefully there will be a date later. Shen Shaoyang said helplessly. He really didn't like it to be seen by himself. He hated people like the Bladeless Sect Master.

Shen Shaoyang left. He didn't know where to go. At the moment, he misses home very much, and he misses his sister and mother very much. It's a pity that I can't go back. There is also that simple, kind, gentle, and considerate sister Sang'er. During that time, Shen Shaoyang lived a very comfortable and comfortable life. Many times, he has an idea, if people can live a carefree and happy life like that, how good it would be.

Maybe it's because he has encountered too many unsatisfactory things in his life. I lost my father soon after I was born, and I went to my mother and sister at the age of four, and I don't know how to come to an unfamiliar country. I finally met a kind person to take me in, but when I grew up, I disappeared again, and I didn't repay my adoptive mother's kindness, so I disappeared without a sound. After falling off the cliff, he was fortunately rescued by Sister Zixin, and some exercises were passed on to him. Entong reinvented. In this generation, only 20 years ago, Shen Shaoyang owes a favor that cannot be repaid. But what could he do now? It would be difficult to even go back and look at them.

Also, I just regained my memory, but I owe a great favor. He didn't want to face Yan Chengcheng, and he didn't dare to face her. He knows what he wants. But so what? Two people from different worlds, you have your life, I have my way to go. Even if we meet on that narrow road, there is a brilliant spark and fall in love with each other, but so what, in the end, I still have to leave and embark on the road that belongs to my life.

Shen Shaoyang was very tired, and he felt very tired every time he thought about this. He only felt relaxed when he thought of Sister Sang'er. Not for long with her. But he was infected by that innocence, kindness, loveliness, and thoughtfulness. He likes that feeling.

Before you know it, you've come this far, leaving home, leaving home, leaving your sister, leaving your sister, leaving that witch. Shen Shaoyang walked into the dark night, and on the street with thousands of lights, Shen Shaoyang came to a mutton restaurant and made it.

At the moment, his heart is lonely, lonely, and sad. People are not old, and their hair is white. His life is full of sorrow, full of sorrow, full of loneliness and loneliness. Alone in this strange world. Yunyan, have you also embarked on the road to heaven, and if so, where have you crossed over, and are you doing well?Shen Shaoyang asked softly.

The many young heroes I met in the Immortal Mountain, did they also embark on the road to heaven, and where did they go? Thinking back to what I had seen, there were really countless heroes in the cultivation world, all of whom were peerless in style, and their eyebrows were full of spirits. None of them are mortal. Especially the peerless woman named "Dream Face" is even more domineering. That woman was really beautiful, dreamlike, very unreal. And ・・・・・

Shen Shaoyang really thought about those people he had seen at the moment. He misses home, his family, and the friends he knows. The lonely heart is getting more and more lonely. Or loneliness is associated with loneliness, sadness and tears coexist. Gongzi grandson, Zilang, are you okay? You must have been looking for me all these years. I'm in the sword realm, what about you? Have you also embarked on the road to heaven? Hope, hope, hope you are ahead of the road to heaven. If so, I'll be sure to join you.

Shen Shaoyang was talking to himself, drinking stuffy wine, pouring one jar after another, as if he was crazy and drunk. His twenty-year-old heart should have been innocent and happy, full of yearning and ambition, but he was already old at this time. It seems to have gone through countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, tasted the various states of the world, seen through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and experienced joys and sorrows.

At the moment, he was homesick and homesick. Everything else is fake. He just wants to go back home and be with his loved ones.

Hey, little black, you see that guy is drunk, you go over and rob him of his money. At this time, the three children stared at Shen Shaoyang's arms, wanting to steal chickens and dogs. Hey, big brother, he's drunk, let's go over together, beat him hard, anyway, my hand is itching, beaten, take the money, and leave. One of the slightly taller children said. About eleven or twelve years old.

Okay, let's go. The eldest child said. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old. They are Xiao Huang, Xiao Hei and Xiao Xiong. The three children were quite ruthless, and in the past it was a ton of punches and kicks. Shen Shaoyang was already drunk at this time, and let others kick and beat. Shen Shaoyang fell to the ground, his nose and face were swollen, and he looked pitiful.

You three stinky boys... Just then the shopkeeper walked out and shouted. When the three children saw the shopkeeper, they were not afraid, but picked up chopsticks and threw them at the shopkeeper. Then he took the silver in Shen Shaoyang's arms and disappeared quickly. The shopkeeper was very angry, Shen Shaoyang's money was robbed, and he was drunk here. The shopkeeper had no choice but to drag Shen Shaoyang to a corner of the street and let him fend for himself.

The cold wind was howling, it was very cold at night, and Shen Shaoyang was woken up by the cold. The drunkenness has not disappeared, but the heart is still so painful. His eyes were blank and his thoughts were blank. He walked out into the street. The night was dark and cold, and some faint lights appeared in the distance on both sides of the street. Shen Shaoyang walked to an arch bridge in a daze. At this time, two men came out under the arched bridge, not tall, and some of them were a little hunchbacked. They came over and didn't say a word, they were beaten a ton of cruelty, and the cruelty was unbearable. One ton will beat Shen Shaoyang to the ground. In the end, I couldn't find anything valuable, so I kicked a few more times. Shen Shaoyang spat out his drink, his whole body was weak, and his body was already very weak, so he finally couldn't support it and fainted under the stone arch bridge.