Yue Buli said it very frankly. People often say that since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only tricks can win people's hearts.
But in fact, when the routines are used to death, you will find that true love is the most valuable.
And sometimes the true love is just the counter-routine after the bad routine that people are accustomed to.
"Master, don't worry, no matter how successful I am in the future, I will never forget that I am a disciple of the Tianjian Sect," Chu Yang replied solemnly.
"Okay, go ahead. If anything happens to the sect in the future, you can come to me directly," Yue Buli said with a smile.
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After Chu Yang left the mountain peak, he returned to his courtyard.
He took the lead to take out the Tiangang Sword Code and studied it. He looked at the ring and asked, "Teacher, what do you think of this sword code?"
"It's so-so, but it's suitable for you to practice at this stage," Old Mo's voice sounded: "You can practice this sword manual first, just as a foundation.
Even if I give you a profound sword pulse technique now, you won’t be able to understand it.”
Chu Yang nodded. The journey of cultivation was extremely mysterious. In fact, he couldn't understand many aspects of the "Step Fighting Immortal Art" he was practicing now, and he still needed Mr. Mo to explain it to him.
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The ancestral temple of the Ren family is located in an abandoned valley. A few epochs after Emperor Tunri ascended, the Ren family has completely declined.
For the descendants of the great emperor, decline is a very terrible thing.
Everyone in the world thinks that you have the inheritance of the great emperor, but when you are incapable of owning this inheritance.
Some things will no longer bring glory, but disaster.
Just like the Ji family, the descendants of Emperor Feiyu, the Ren family was also worried about these things happening, and moved to this desolate valley a long time ago, wanting to live in seclusion here.
It's a pity that God didn't have his wish.
At this time, the area around the Ren family's ancestral temple had been quiet for several years, when suddenly a black light shot into the sky from within the ancestral temple.
Then the space collapsed, the spiritual energy was disordered, and the space around the ancestral temple fell into irregular distortions.
The surrounding wind was strong, many trees were uprooted, and the space was like a spider web, with dense cracks beginning to appear.
A deep and boundless black hole suddenly appeared above the ancestral temple.
The moment the black hole appeared, all the spiritual energy seemed to be blowing up a storm, raging around the black hole.
Waves of devouring power filled the surroundings, and a man slowly walked out of the black hole.
He was wearing a black robe, with short hair all sticking up, and black aura flowing around his body.
He walked in the air, his face was plain, a dark light appeared in his eyes, and the devouring power filled his body.
Ren Pingsheng looked around, the aura of Zunmai Realm dissipating from his body, and he looked into the distance, which was the direction of Tianjian Sect.
"Yue Buli, it's time to settle our accounts."
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The morning light is bathed in the spring breeze, and the light of the first day is always so soft.
The arrival of autumn is deepening little by little, and the green leaves on the leaves have slowly turned yellow, and then withered away from the big trees in the pursuit of the breeze.
Yue Buli stood on the edge of the mountainside, looking at the hundreds of kilometers nearby that belonged to the sect.
The mountains are winding and still in the mist that has not been dissipated from last night. The disciples have already started to get up early to practice.
Some are sparring with each other, some are meditating to absorb spiritual energy, and some are going to Tianjian Peak to comprehend the sword's meaning.
Yue Buli returned to the courtyard with a smile on his face.
"Master, I finally lived up to the sect you left for me."
Although the sect is small, it is thriving and should always give people hope.
Yue Buli knew that Tianjian Sect was still far from a second-rate sect. The main reason was that there was no strong person in the sect and the high-end combat power was insufficient.
He sat in the pavilion, poured himself a cup of tea, suddenly felt something, and looked towards the sky in the distance.
I saw a ball of black mist flying over from a distance at an extremely fast speed. Spiritual energy surged around it, and all spaces where the black mist passed began to collapse.
The thick murderous aura above the black mist was about to turn into reality. In just a few seconds, the black mist had already arrived in front of Yue Buli.
Ren Pingsheng stood high in the sky, looking down at Yue Buli, gritting his teeth and said, "Yue Buli, long time no see."
Yue Buli looked up at Ren Pingsheng, feeling as if he was in a dream.
The black mist was surging with momentum, and the pressure belonging to the Zongmai realm shrouded the mountain where he was, especially the vague devouring power on the opponent's body, which made him even more afraid.
"Brother, long time no see," Yue Buli smiled, picked up the cup of tea in his hand and drank it in one gulp, saying with emotion: "I still miss you calling me brother Buli."
"You still have the nerve to say this. You betrayed your trust and slaughtered my entire Ren family just for the sake of an unfounded inheritance from the Great Emperor." Veins popped up on Ren Pingsheng's face, and the black mist on his body became thicker. "I have always regarded you as a good brother in vain.
, I didn’t expect that you would deliberately befriend me for the sake of the emperor’s inheritance.”
"Everyone has their own mission in this world," Yue Buli did not answer, but said calmly: "Brother Pingsheng, what is your mission?"
"Mission?" Ren Pingsheng was stunned and stared at Yue Buli.
"I grew up in the Tianjian Sect since I was a child. At that time, I determined to turn the Tianjian Sect into one of the most powerful sects in the far west." Yue Buli said with a smile: "I want to lead this
It is my dream and my mission for our sect to move towards glorious glory."
"Is your so-called mission to build your dreams on the suffering of others?" Ren Pingsheng looked sad and shook his head.
"Brother Pingsheng, you are wrong. Everything I do is just the basic rules for the survival of all things in this world.
Natural selection means the survival of the fittest, the strong will become stronger and the weak will perish." Yue Buli knew that he was wrong and did not want to argue too much.
Yes, the two are good brothers, or in other words, they used to be good brothers.
They rode horses together and invited them to travel half of the far west over a pot of wine.
They have known each other for more than ten years and were sworn brothers.
But what Ren Pingsheng didn't know was that from the moment they met, everything was just a trap planned by him.
As the saying goes, life is like a play, and play is like life!
His initial purpose was to inherit the inheritance from the Great Emperor. Unfortunately, the two had known each other for more than ten years. He searched the entire Ren family but could not find the inheritance place of Emperor Sun-Tun.
He can't wait any longer. He is already old. Unless he gets the inheritance from the Great Emperor, it will be difficult to go further.
So he massacred the entire Ren family, hoping to threaten Ren in his lifetime to hand over the inheritance of Emperor Sun-Tun.
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"Okay, since you said survival of the fittest," Ren Pingsheng looked up to the sky and laughed, his black hair moving without wind, and the black mist covering his body covered half of the sky.
Even the sun seemed to be swallowed up, the light dimmed and darkness fell.
He looked at Yue Buli with a crazy smile, "So today, I'm not just going to kill you.
I will destroy this sect in front of you, and let your so-called glory and glory be buried in the ground with you, go to hell."