"Ye Fei, goodbye forever." The corner of the medicine man's eyes burst into tears. The man who was not afraid of the world cried for the first time in front of Ye Fei. He really cried. The medicine man's sadness at this moment can be imagined. This is so hurtful. It turns out that he is nothing in Xiang Haoyang's eyes. It turns out that he has never understood Xiang Haoyang and is still swearing in front of Ye Fei, which is so embarrassing.

The medicine man cried and the medicine man wanted to commit suicide. This was the medicine man's last try. If he fought correctly, Xiang Haoyang who could force him to appear. If he fought wrong, he would just die. What's the point of fear? It's not that he is not afraid of death, but for him now, death is better than living, at least he doesn't have to be embarrassed anymore. The former leader of the Demon Sect could not afford to lose this person.

The sky was dark and the stars were densely covered. Ye Fei's eager shouts were echoing in the empty Sword God Temple. It was indeed right to take Ye Fei up the mountain. At least there was a person who collected the body. At least the road to Huangquan was not too shabby.

The medicine man shed tears. A man who has never shed tears in his life will cry when he grows old. How sad it is, how sad it is. There is nothing more painful than letting a proud man lose his self-reliance.

"Ye Fei, I'm leaving. Remember to collect the body for me. I burn paper for me during festivals and holidays. If I don't burn paper for me, I won't let you go." When the hand was stabbed into my neck, the medicine man said his last words, and tears spread across his contoured face. At this moment, he didn't look so difficult to get close to, and he looked ten years old all of a year old.

Alas, it's all fate.

"I have to curse me when I die. It's such a big dog." At the last moment, Ye Fei finally remembered that he had the move to shrink into an inch. He kicked his legs desperately and disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the medicine man. While the knife had not completely cut the blood vessels, Ye Fei hugged his arm and hugged them tightly. The two of them landed on the ground together.

"Bang!"

"Oh, my arm, my arm hurts so much, and my waist is almost broken."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's good if your neck is not cut off." Ye Fei sent a top-quality pill into the mouth of the medicine man. This was the divine pill refined before the two set off. In a moment, the pill took effect, and the wound was scabbed and blood stopped.

The medicine man slapped me up and said, "Let me die, let me die, why do you save me, why do you save me?"

"Dahuang, you're still not here yet. Your master is going to die!" Ye Fei knew that the medicine man loved face, and he had to find the face if he didn't die this time. He hurriedly called Dahuang Dog and urged him to come over and act with him.

The big yellow dog saw that he was finally about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but Ye Fei rescued the medicine man again. He was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw the medicine man's eyes were fierce, he seemed to be in a position to settle the score and ask why it didn't do his best to rescue his owner like Ye Fei. He quickly barked twice, jumped over and held the medicine man's wrist with the dog's mouth, and cooperated with Ye Fei to act.

Ye Fei was really good at acting and cried so heartbrokenly: "You can't die, you can't die, you can't die, you can't live without you." While crying, he hugged the medicine man's arm tightly and never let go.

"Let me die, let me die, you let me die..." The medicine man cried and made a fuss. He made a fuss for a long time. It was so long that Ye Fei and Dahuang Dog felt a little tired and were unwilling to continue acting and began to stay away from him.

"You let me die, let me die..." The medicine man felt the power in his hand decrease. Seeing that the slap was about to fall on him again, his tears finally decreased. "Ahem, since you begged me like this, I will survive with difficulty."

Ye Fei gave a contemptuous look, as if saying: Are you a funny monkey turned into?

"What kind of eyes are you doing? Explain it to me clearly. What kind of eyes are you doing? Do you think I won't die, right? I'll die to show you."

Seeing that the medicine man was excited again, Ye Fei and the big yellow dog looked at each other and sighed heavily and helplessly. The two walked to the opposite side of the medicine man, bent their knees and knelt down towards him. Thinking about this scene that happened several times back then, and they were still very comfortable to use today.

"Don't die the medicine man, we can't live without you."

"Woom!" One man and one dog said something against their will, but they were about to vomit in their hearts.

The medicine man finally got a little more vigorous, his expression was slightly calmer, and his injuries were almost cured under the influence of the elixir. He raised his hands and seemed to be the emperor on the throne giving orders: "Forget it, for your hard work, I will not die now."

After the show was finished, Ye Fei and the big yellow dog turned around at the same time and vomited.

"Damn, what do you mean? Do you think I won't die, right? I..." The medicine man wanted to get angry, but unexpectedly, a strange voice suddenly appeared in his ears, making him quiet instantly as if he was making a big fuss, as if he had been petrified.

"You are still so proud of your face." The medicine man could hardly believe his ears. Ye Fei and the big yellow dog turned around when they heard the sound and saw the man standing behind the medicine man.

Seeing the man's inverted triangle eyes full of laziness, Ye Fei vaguely guessed the other party's identity, but did not understand why he only appeared at this moment. The big yellow dog widened his eyes, changed his past kindness and became extremely fierce, and began to roar at the strange man crazy.

"Wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wool, wo

The medicine man seemed to have become petrified, and turned his head very stiffly and slowly. When he saw the other person's appearance, all kinds of complex emotions rushed to his heart. He walked around his mouth for a long time before he could spit it out. The first sentence was: "Isn't that important in your heart? You actually watched me die, and it didn't appear after I die?"

"Haha." Unfortunately, he responded to him with a completely indifferent voice, "You are bored, Shui Junyue."

"What the hell do you mean, Xiang Haoyang!" The medicine man was furious and jumped up on the spot and rushed over, grabbing Xiang Haoyang's neckline.

Unfortunately, the other party looked like he was completely indifferent, and was yawning lazily while digging his nostrils. "So many years have passed, and his temper is still so irritable."

This young man is Xiang Haoyang?

Ye Fei was shocked.

...

The Shushan school was established for thousands of years, and the only man called the immortal of heaven was called Xiang Haoyang.

What does Tianyixian mean? A unique immortal in the sky and under the earth are called Tianyixian. How did Xiang Haoyang rise up, who won such an honor? It is said that Xiang Haoyang was only one of the disciples of the former head of Shushan. He looked ordinary and no one cared about it at all. He was even regarded as the most incomparable disciple on Fangba Mountain. People later learned that this was because Xiang Haoyang was lazy, had a weak sense of fame and fortune, and never fought for anything and never showed anything, which seemed mediocre.

The only person who knows Xiang Haoyang's true strength is his master Shangyang Zhenren, who is the 11th generation leader of Shushan. No matter what the master is, Shangyang Zhenren, who knows Xiang Haoyang's true strength, knows that he is extremely qualified, is a super genius who can learn mathematics no matter what matters, just take a look and listen to it. Shangyang Zhenren also knows Xiang Haoyang's personality, so he never cares about him and allows him to be free and careless. However, no matter what occasion he attends, he will definitely take Xiang Haoyang with him. When he meets his friends, he will definitely introduce him very grandly. For a period of time, it was even legendary between his brothers that Xiang Haoyang was the illegitimate son of Shangyang Zhenren. After being found out by the real person, he beat him hard and could not get out of bed for three months.

Time flies, Xiang Haoyang may have been so simple. With his uncontested and even liked to escape, he could not be the head of Shushan in any way, but fate is so joking. On that day, Shui Junyue, a young genius who was known as the strongest leader of the Demon Cult in a thousand years, led the army of the Demon Cult to fight from Kunlun Mountain. Shui Junyue was young and succeeded as the leader of the Demon Cult at a young age, but his strength was unprecedentedly powerful. Looking at Shushan, whether it was the Lord of Liufeng Peak, the disciple of Fang Baishan, or the leader Shangyang Zhenren, they were not his opponents.

It was the Lord of Shangyang and Liufeng Peak who joined forces to invite the first magic array of Shushan, the Divine Killing Sword Formation, to repel Shui Junyue. But three months later, Shui Junyue regrouped and led the army to invade for the second time.

Shui Junyue was young at that time and was determined to complete the great cause that had not been accomplished by the leaders of the Demon Cult in all generations. She wanted to lead the Demon Cult to break through the gate of Shushan and unify the Jiuzhou. He launched a crazy attack, and the Demon Cult soldiers attacked the gate almost day and night, so that Shushan was in danger.

At this moment, Master Shangyang did something unexpected to everyone. He actually went down the mountain alone in front of the two armies to fight Shui Junyue. Whether it was the Demon Sect or Shushan, almost everyone present was puzzled by this. After all, when the Demon Sect launched the first wave of offensive, Master Shangyang was already defeated. He needed to use the power of the Lord of the Six Peaks to launch the God-Slaying Sword Formation to repel Shui Junyue. Now he actually asked for a single fight. What medicine is sold in this gourd?

There may be a fraud, but Shui Junyue was not afraid at all, and he faced him with the Nine Dragon King Sword. The leader of the Demon Sect, Shui Junyue, and the leader of Shushan, Master Shangyang, launched a fierce battle in front of both good and evil. Shangyang Zhenren was nearly thirty years older than Shui Junyue but eventually lost. He was obviously defeated but insisted on fighting. As a result, Shui Junyue was beaten with injuries and could not stand up even if he was beaten, but he still refused to give up and wanted to fight with the sword.

The behavior of Shangyang Zhenren moved everyone on Shushan. The disciples of Fangba Master Peak went to fight one after another, intending to fight Shui Junyue instead of his master, but unfortunately they were defeated in the face of the powerful power of Wang Jian Jiulong.

The master was defeated and the disciples were also defeated. Logically, Master Shangyang should turn around and return to his camp, or kneel down and beg for mercy, or ask for help from the head of Liufeng, but he refused to do so. He insisted on fighting, as if he would not try his best to break all his bones in his body, and would never give up until he could no longer take up the sword.

Shui Junyue was confused because of the crazy behavior of Master Shangyang that was a leader of his sect. Although Master Shangyang was called the one with the least strength in Shushan, he didn't even care about the majesty of the leader, which made people laugh.

Until the true man Shangyang was knocked to the ground again, Shui Junyue couldn't stand it and was about to walk forward and add a sword. When he ended his embarrassing life, a man named Xiang Haoyang appeared.

This was really surprising. Not only because of Xiang Haoyang's funny appearance, but also because of his lazy eyes, he was incompatible with the majestic main peak of Shushan. It was not until this time that everyone remembered that there was still a disciple of Fangba Main Peak who had not gone to fight. Or even if I thought of him, I felt that it didn't matter whether Xiang Haoyang would go to fight or not, and I habitually chose to ignore him. People thought, why are you still coming out? You are the only one in the main peak of Fangba Main Peak. If you die again, the incense on the main peak will be cut off.

The brothers and sisters were seriously injured and could not get up one by one.

Master Shangyang fought against Shui Junyue with his old body. He still did not give up until the last moment of the battle. He could not even take up the sword and was unwilling to ask for help from Liufeng. His spirit was touching, but his behavior was really stupid. He could obviously launch the Sword of the God of Killing to defend, but he rushed up to fight to the death with the opponent. If he died, the Sword of the God of Killing would not be activated. It would be a matter of time before the Shushan Gate was broken.

Everyone present did not understand the intention of Shangyang Zhenren's actions at that time, but felt that his behavior was worthy of touching.

So much so that when Xiang Haoyang set foot on the battlefield, they even felt extremely sympathetic to each other, and did not even blame Xiang Haoyang for hiding behind when his brothers all rushed to the battlefield. They only hoped that Xiang Haoyang would escape quickly and leave the last trace of incense for the main peak of Fangba.

However, when he saw Xiang Haoyang walking out of the crowd and seeing his figure appear behind him, Shangyang Zhenren smiled. He was about to die, but he smiled.

But when he saw Master Shangyang fall on Xiang Haoyang, he said with satisfaction: "You are here, and the future of Shushan will be handed over to you." He handed over the Shoujian Star Soul, who symbolized the position of the head of the sect, over there, but Xiang Haoyang did not accept it. That was the number one magic sword in Shushan. In the eyes of others, it was because all the disciples of Fang Baizhu's main peak were injured and he finally got a discount. He didn't accept such a treasure in front of him. He was still afraid of becoming Shui Junyue's next target if he was sick.

Everyone thought Xiang Haoyang was definitely a coward, a coward, and was not worthy of being the head disciple. They thought that Xiang Haoyang had no sense of responsibility at all and must have felt that he was a coward and was not qualified to inherit the position of head, so he did not take over the star soul of the Shoujian.

However, this idea did not last for too long, and something even more incredible happened to them. The true man Shangyang actually pushed the magic sword into Xiang Haoyang's hands in front of everyone, which was equivalent to pushing the position of the leader to the other party.

Everyone really can't understand. Before, so many outstanding and brave disciples fought to the death for their master. Why didn't Shangyang Zhenren pass the sword at the right time, but instead handed the magic sword to such a coward who seemed very unreliable.

But unexpectedly, this was not over, and something even more shocking happened! Xiang Haoyang had not yet received the sword, and he didn't even look at the soul of the Shoujian Star on the ground, as if it was a garbage, a piece of worn-out shoes. Instead, he turned his eyes on his master and said something insane: "Why are you doing this!"

A sentence that was completely inconspicuous, Shangyang Zhenren actually replied: "This is the last lesson taught to you by my teacher. Do you understand?"

"Why?"

"I don't want to force you, but it's time. You should know what to do as a Shushan person. Only by handing this huge Shushan to you can you feel at ease."

"Aren't you forcing me?"

"I'm teaching you the last lesson by practicing it! Yang'er, today, I'm considered a teacher, please don't hide anymore. If you don't take action, there will be no revitalization in Shushan."

"But you know my personality."

"You know, but you must also know that you are a Shushan man in your life and a Shushan ghost in your death." It was this last sentence that finally moved Xiang Haoyang, making him sigh deeply, and the light in his eyes changed a little.

Shui Junyue did not disturb the conversation between the master and the disciple from beginning to end. He looked at Xiang Haoyang and recognized the other party’s identity: “Are you… the disciple of Shushan who was lazy and hiding from the limelight that he saw at the foot of the mountain?”

Xiang Haoyang smiled bitterly: "You recognized it."

"Can a person like you be the head? Shangyang Zhenren is really confused."

"I really don't want to be the head of this sect, but there is nothing I can do about it now."

"Ahhhhhhh!" When Xiang Haoyang said in person that he didn't want to succeed as the head, the weak body of Master Shangyang suddenly burst out, as if he had tried his best to return to the light with his last trace of strength. He rushed towards Shui Junyue with a roar and was pierced through his chest by the Nine Dragon King Sword.

Shui Junyue sneered, Xiang Haoyang was stunned. Seeing his master's gradually falling body turned into ashes in the flames, his eyes finally became more sharp.

"Haoyang, whether you want to or not, you will be the home of Shushan. You have never forced you to do anything, only this time, only this time, please help Shushan in terms of the relationship between master and disciple for many years."

It was not until this time that everyone finally understood that Shangyang Zhenren used his life to force Xiang Haoyang to take the sword. But what they didn't understand was what kind of ability this ordinary man had worthy of the generation of Shushan's heads so wronged and took such painstaking efforts. He obviously had so many outstanding disciples around him.

"Your master is crazy." Shui Junyue looked at the true man Shangyang who turned into ashes, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in her eyes, "Draw the sword, it's time to end this farce."

"Ah!" Xiang Haoyang sighed deeply, then knelt down on the ground with a "thump", slowly closing his eyes towards Cangqiong.

No one knew the intention of his move, only he knew that this was apology from his master. It was all because he was too selfish and unwilling to intervene in the struggle of the sect. That was why his master died tragically on the spot, and his brothers were seriously injured. He forced his master to work hard to direct a trick. If he could be less lazy, if he could take action earlier, the tragedy would not have happened.

He was very guilty. It was not until this time that the pursuit of freedom was a disadvantage for the first time compared to the burden of shouldering the fate of Shushan! He could not let his master die with his eyes open, so even if he was unwilling to do so, he had to take over the position of the head of Shushan and do it well.

"Get out, you are not worthy of being a disciple of Master Shangyang, get out!" The series of actions undoubtedly aroused the dissatisfaction of the people on the mountain. They looked at Xiang Haoyang kneeling there, thinking that it was not Master Shangyang but the leader of the Demon Sect, Shui Junyue, who was so angry that they cursed.

Xiang Haoyang was unmoved. He always did his own thing and didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, nor did he care about glory or insults. He just wanted to be himself and do what he wanted to do. Regardless of whether that thing had meaning or not, he only pursued ease and freedom.

Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do! There will never be any relaxing days again!

Amid the screams of waves higher and higher, Xiang Haoyang stood up and then grabbed the hilt of the Shoujian Star Soul.

It was a magic weapon called the No. 1 Divine Sword of the Righteous Sword. If the masters of all generations wanted to get their recognition, they would have to go through a long retreat. Unexpectedly, Xiang Haoyang directly held the hilt of the Shoujian on the battlefield in front of everyone. What followed was the crazy wave of air sweeping. Xiang Haoyang and the Shoujian Star Soul seemed to be in a fierce confrontation. Even Shui Junyue had to resist the resulting air wave with his hands. When the wave subsided, the Shoujian Star Soul had been successfully grabbed by this ordinary man. Everyone present was shocked, and what shocked them even more was that Xiang Haoyang actually threw the Shoujian Divine Sword out with a swing of his hand and threw it into the rocks on Fangba Mountain.

What to do?

They saw Xiang Haoyang bowing to Shui Junyue and saying, "Brother Shui, you have been fighting for a long time before me. I must be tired. I don't want to take advantage of you, so I don't use the Shoujian Star Soul to fight you." Everyone was shocked, as if they were listening to the fantasy. The fallen brothers of Fang Baishan all looked at him with strange eyes, feeling that they were looking at an alien who had never seen before, as if they had met again.

Shui Junyue was disdainful: "I'm sorry I'm not tired. Since you don't use Star Soul, I won't use Jiulong either."

"It's up to you!" Xiang Haoyang pushed his hand, and the powerful fairy wind like the waves surged, dragging the injured brothers back to the mountain.

Everyone looked at him again from afar, as if looking at a monster, "Is he still the junior brother we know?"

Only the wife of Shangyang Zhenren, their master's wife, held back her tears and said, "You don't understand him, that child is a genius!"

"Is Xiang Haoyang a genius?" Everyone seemed to be listening to a fantasy, but seeing the teacher's tearful expression was not like a fake, so they could only continue listening seriously.

"You don't have to doubt that the child is a complete genius. Not to mention that he is unprecedented, there will definitely be no one after another. The old man preached to him. He just needs to listen to it once to integrate it, practice it himself, and even make accurate speculations. I remember that the old man once said that when he passed the third volume of the "Tao Sutra" to Haoyang, he actually only listened to the first half and inferred the latter half of the "Tao Sutra" himself. The content was almost exactly the same as the original text, which shocked him at that time.

I was stunned and thought I had learned it secretly from other places, but the same was true when I was studying the fourth volume of the Taoist Sutra. You should know that the Taoist Sutra is a magical book. The more profound the texts at the end, the more difficult it is to practice. It takes one or two years for ordinary people to fully understand the meaning. It takes many years to be able to integrate it, and it can't even be able to do it in a lifetime. However, Haoyang actually deduced the second half by himself after listening to the first half. He was simply an ancient genius and unparalleled in the world.

The old man had known that he was very smart, but he did not know that he was so smart until then. The old man always secretly observed Haoyang and found that the child could write the piano score by hand when listening to the sound of the piano; when he saw the magical beast unblocking, he could tell the secret technique by himself; ordinary swordsmanship could use unpredictable moves in his hands, because he was not only good at learning, but also good at deduction, and he knew three, and five and ten. He always looked listless because there was nothing in this world that could bring him so much loneliness and boredom all day long. He had no friends, because no one was worthy of being his friend, and he tried to stay ordinary in front of others, because being too unusual would cause him a lot of trouble.

In the tenth year of entering the mountain, the old man had once competed with Haoyang's real swords and spears. Unexpectedly, his sword moves were not as good as him, and even his reserves of immortal power fell far below Haoyang. When he came back that day, the old man said to me extremely excitedly that there is hope for revitalization of Shushan, and there is hope for revitalization.

However, he also said that the child of Haoyang could not be energetic and could not be interested in anything. It was basically impossible to tie him to the boring leader, so he could only think of other ways.
To be continued...