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Black lotus, weird red light, Lu Xin crossed his knees in the void, the expression on his face was slightly struggling!

Ninety-nine eighty-one thunders, Lu Xin has spent it all, but at this moment he is still crossing the tribulation, but it is the heart demon tribulation!

What is the Demon of the Heart?

In the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, there are those who rush into the devil, there are also those who are careless in cultivation, explode and die, and there are even more people who breed and sacrifice themselves to turn into demons, these statements are all related to the demons, but they are not the real demons!

The real heart demon tribulation is the torture of oneself, that is, the obsession in the heart, or the thing that is most feared, and at this moment Lu Xin is immersed in his own inner demons!

There is no fear of life and death, overlooking the heaven and the earth, even in the face of the thunderstorm of the heaven and the earth, there is no awe in his heart, in Lu Xin's heart, he is this day, he is this land, his will is where all living beings will surrender!

Some people may think that Lu Xin is arrogant and ignorant of the heavens and the earth, but he has lived for three thousand years, and he can be said to be proficient in many methods in the world, and he has been invincible in the world for three thousand years, that is, the thunder of heaven and earth has not been able to annihilate him, he stands above the rules of the world, and this is Lu Xin's state of mind after three thousand years!

Man is the primate of all things, although Lu Xin is not in the cycle of life and death, between heaven and earth, but he still can't get rid of the word 'human', but people must have their own weaknesses!

What is Luxin's weakness?

The fear of death, or the annihilation of heaven and earth, and the cessation of itself?

Or is it seven emotions and six desires, falling into the red dust and confusion, and never waking up?

When Lu Xin appeared in this world, when he learned that he was immortal, he was happy and excited, he had enjoyed the beauties of the world, and he had mastered millions of male soldiers, and he had also suppressed the martial arts of the rivers and lakes for an era!

Prosperity and silence, in the blink of an eye, when the years pass quietly, Lu Xin is independent in the long river, but when he looks back, there is no one around!

Standing proudly at the top, not stained with mortal dust, picking the purple gas of the morning glow, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, Lu Xin is like a fairy living in the world, this kind of saying is so wonderful, and it also makes the infinite yearning rise in the hearts of the world!

But is that really the case?

Lonely, desolate, and a trace of imperceptible helplessness, this is the true portrayal of Lu Xin!

A person has lived too long, it is easy to forget who he is, three thousand years of loneliness, Lu Xin has not been driven crazy by immortality, this is already a miracle!

Reversing the long river of time, even if the earth is turned upside down, finding the old people, and accompanying the world day and night, this is what Lu Xin wants, and this is his only weakness!

In the Demon Tribulation!

When the green lotus blooms all over the ten miles, the Confucian suddenly turned around and smiled: "Sir, the Qinglian sword song is a magic skill in the world, at this moment the Taibai Purple Mansion has been opened, the world is so big, you can go anywhere!"

Familiar words, familiar smile, Lu Xin looked at the young man in front of him, he didn't know if he was in a dream, or if he had reversed the river of time, and really returned to the homeland he missed!

"Demons?" Lu Xin laughed at himself and muttered!

"Sir, what are you talking about?" the white-clothed Confucian stood with his sword in his hand, looking at Lu Xin with a questioning face!

Looking at the Confucian student in front of him so real, Lu Xin's eyes were in a trance, he slowly closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them, and a sense of relief crossed his eyes!

"Even though you are a demon, I want to thank you for letting me return to that era again!" Lu Xin said softly.

Hearing Lu Xin's words, the white-clothed Confucian looked stunned and said, "Sir, it's so strange today, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing!" Lu Xin smiled: "Taibai, Mr. hasn't been drinking with you for a long time, today you and I are dancing with a sword and sharing this eternal drunkenness!"

"Haha"

The white-clothed Confucian was uninhibited and laughed: "Mr. has this Yaxing, Taibai takes care of himself!"

A round of solitary moon, starry sky, endless moonlight pouring down, the top of Qinglian Mountain reflected in the dust!

A white dress fluttered in the wind, three thousand black silk danced in the wind, Lu Xin crossed his knees on the top of the mountain, the strings in his hand kept plucking, and a song of Qinglian Sword Song was quietly sounding on the top of Qinglian Mountain!

The sword shines in the sky, the void gives birth to lotus, and with the sound of the piano, the white-clothed Confucian stands in the void, holding the sword and dancing!

Bo Bo Bo!

The green lotus is in the sky, reflecting the sky, the sound of the piano is high and tactful, and the wind and clouds on the horizon are changing, as if they are in a fairyland!

"The sword of the great river comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns!"

The white-clothed Confucian sang wildly to the moon, slashed out with a sword, and thousands of sword rays spread between the heavens and the earth, and the endless moonlight sprinkled down, like the water of the heavenly river pouring down!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The strings trembled, the sword qi hummed, Lu Xin looked intoxicated, and when he plucked the strings with both hands, the Dao sword light bloomed in the sound of the piano, which also made the white-clothed Confucian under the moon more bold!

"Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, like green silk and twilight like snow. ”

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon...... Sell eternal sorrow with you!"

The wind suddenly rose, the sword swayed the wind and clouds, and the sound of the piano swept away the void, and the white-clothed Confucian seemed to turn into a thousand zhang of green lotus, blooming under the moon with unprecedented light, and its singing voice became louder and louder!

When the singing stopped, the white-clothed Confucian swooped down, and a jar of wine was held in his hand, laughing loudly at Lu Xin, and said, "Sir, come and do it!"

With the wine in hand, Lu Xin is full of pride, and the two drink each other under the moon, which has a sense of bohemianism!

The more wine I drank, the stronger the wind blew, the dark clouds covered the lonely moon, and the world became as black as ink!

Lu Xin was a little drunk, he had forgotten how many years he hadn't been drunk, but this feeling made him very nostalgic, he wanted to be so drunk for a long time, and he never wanted to wake up!

Heaven and earth are silent, and everything is quiet!

When Lu Xin was drunk and fell to the ground, the white-clothed Confucian was not elegant, the white-headed sword in his hand was glowing, his eyes were as red as blood, and the corners of his mouth were even more sinister, without any hesitation, a sword stabbed at Lu Xin's eyebrows!

Airplanes!

The sword body trembled and stopped, Lu Xin slowly opened his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the eyes of the white-clothed Confucian student, as deep as an ancient pool!

"I... How hopeful... You... It's really him!"

Gently moving the tip of the sword away, Lu Xin slowly got up, looking at the white-clothed Confucian in front of him with a hideous face, and a wisp of bitterness crossed his eyes!

"Impossible... No way... This is an obsession in your heart, why didn't you sink?"

The white-clothed Confucian student, no, it should be called the heart demon, his expression was hideous, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he roared at Lu Xin!

"Fake is just fake after all, no matter how realistic you pretend, you can't appear in front of me instead of him!" Lu Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly, but his heart was desolate!

Lu Xin's words made the heart demon look extremely gloomy, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, his figure suddenly dissipated, and the square space also changed suddenly!

The top of Qinglian Mountain!

The wind roared, the dark clouds covered the top, and the weeds on the two lonely graves swayed with the wind, Lu Xin suddenly appeared here, his expression was stunned at first, and then the expression on his face became extremely cold!