In that sentence, sir, he was reminded not to realize himself, and under the wrath of the fist he wielded, the blue-shirted scribe had to succumb to others. It would be better to say that after the conclusion of the cause and effect of becoming a disciple at the beginning, he had already fallen into an absolute trap. Passive, and this body is just a clone.

If the main body appears here, it may be able to balance with Yuan Shi.

But does he dare?

The four divine swords are suspended in the void.

Don't mention these.

Once it occurs, there will definitely be a turbulent battle. Qi will advance and become extremely powerful. Such a big event as [Destiny]'s true form will appear. Maybe even Fu Yi, Di Jun, and the Great Master, who are all in a ball over there, will be stunned in an instant. Stop the dispute, then cross the years and take action from afar.

The "value" of [destiny] is so great.

In other words, the priority of fate in the eyes of all strong people is just that strong.

As soon as you stand out, you will be praised.

Unless fate can kill the black-haired Taoist in front of him instantly without leaking his aura, or can leave instantly without being contaminated by the slightest aura of cause and effect, even Wei Yuan will not be able to find traces of the robe.

"If he looks at the sky, why does Guo Zuo, who has no talent but only for such a short period of time?"

The white-haired Taoist added: "You also hope that he will not be able to obtain all of your swordsmanship inheritance, but will now integrate destiny and control into swordsmanship, so that you can look away and see the more distant direction of swordsmanship, so a certain To a certain extent, it won't do you any harm to tell him about your swordsmanship."

When the young man mentioned that, he let out a sigh of relief, his face full of understanding.

But as time went by, I still managed to endure it, as I was born as an unusual commoner of that era.

Is the blood still warm?

"In troubled times in the world, a disciple can serve his master after his death."

The news I heard from outside the villages and towns was that the world was over and in chaos again.

When the white-haired Taoist turned his secret knowledge of sword formation into a jade slip and exchanged his partial understanding of the fate path with Qingshan Destiny, he reminded him calmly:

He raised his head and looked down at the top of the mountain.

"One person is short of wisdom, but everyone is wise."

See you after you get off.

"Before going up the mountain, you should do less killing."

"Have you gone up the mountain?"

His eyes were dark and cold.

"Looking at the swordsmanship of the heroes in the sky, it is true that you have your wish, but you are still worried whether there are too few to achieve it."

At this time, there is a small trend in the sky, and I want to give up everything. This is almost a way to die.

Zhang Sanfeng was also outside those years, and he quickly changed from a young man to a strong-backed young man. Because he lived in the mountains and watched the tortoises and snakes playing, he also mastered the tactics of small guns. He said that he would accompany the teacher and become a Taoist monk in the mountains.

The people who can restrain my sharp edge were all from a thousand years ago.

Qiao Chaocai grabbed Bao Yu's hand with a little force.

"As long as there is no grievance, even if there are officials behind us, they can be tied up on the spot. Without officials, our power is too small, and there are too many checks and balances on us. Things like this in the Song Dynasty can definitely be done again, and there must be no ways to do it. Restrain these officials."

Even if a young man with a serious murderous intention is reciting Dao Zang Buddhist scriptures, he can still get rid of even the slightest bit of it.

This young man knelt in the middle of the night and went up the mountain all night. The snow had stopped falling, the sky was slightly brighter, and the sun was rising. On the other side, because of the ordinary nature of winter, the white moon was still very visible, just like the sun and the moon. Hengkong, the Taoist breathed out a sigh of relief, pointed at the sky, and said in a calm voice:

Covered in blood.

"If you can't, one day you will imprint your swordsmanship on the world, and no one will be able to learn it if you don't care. A thousand people will not be able to see the swordsmanship in a thousand directions, and there are billions of creatures in the world. That way

Then we can’t see the further directions and possibilities of the sword.”

So crazy!

That feeling of complete success but with a sense of madness is very unfamiliar to me.

Suddenly, the teacher's voice came to my ears.

What does he want

What changes destiny?

And you defeat all heroes.

But the least in the world is the one who gets what he wants.

"Because the edge and the knife are only in the hands of gentlemen."

"Master, I saved you. Master wants you, and you are here to fulfill your filial piety."

That discussion lasted for a long, long time.

At this moment, it has not yet sprouted or sprouted branches, but it is gradually extending and growing smaller in the rain and dew.

Qiao Chaocai studied martial arts and writing at the foot of that mountain. We are like Wei Yuan. We still need food every day. We can’t grow or hunt what we eat, but we still have useless things for daily life every time.

You need to go up the mountain to buy time. However, when you first go up the mountain, it was a peaceful and peaceful city. When you get to the front, it gradually becomes dilapidated.

"I hope Master can take good care of himself, live a long life, and be in good health."

Before going up the mountain, I only felt that the sky and the earth were empty. Although I let you go, but I knew where to go. Zhu Hongwu suddenly stopped, raised his head, and saw that no one seemed to be holding chess pieces on the pavilion behind, and was frowning.

Thinking about it, I saw it once when I was retreating into the mountains, and I knew it was the Patriarch.

Knowing the latter is to expose your swordsmanship and let the people in heaven learn and see it.

You can only exchange your partial understanding of fate for the swordsmanship of the person in front of you. If you want to gain the understanding of fate, you can exchange it for the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The value of cause and effect must match. But when this deal was proposed, the black man in front of you

The speaker agreed without blinking an eyelid.

"I have attained the Tao."

"Besides, if you didn't even have the courage to overpower a group of heroes, you would still be standing there."

"Find the Master."

But he held the gun and gritted his teeth and said: "...Disciple, take the order."

The Taoist holding the chess piece lowered his eyes and looked at the young but cold-blooded young man. He held a chess piece in his hand and said to himself: "What should we do if the mountains and rivers change?"

Overlooking eternity.

When the sky lit up, Qiao Chao looked at the burning incense in the Eight Pure Palaces. He closed his eyes and spoke. He could faintly hear the recitation of Huang Tingduo, but in the distance he could see the beacon fire and smoke, stirring the world. The young man thanked his ancestor, turned around, and

Holding a spear in hand, he stepped out of the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking anxiously toward his fate.

Zhu Hongwu was startled and replied subconsciously: "If the mountains and rivers collapsed, just rebuild them; if the Chinese clothes and clothes are forgotten, just rebuild them; if the people's hearts are lost, just rebuild them bit by bit; if you see the slaughter, forget it."

Just kill the righteous people!"

PS: Today's first update... "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for sending me."

I pride myself on my strength and ability to stand by and watch.

"The sun and moon across the sky should be [bright]."

The Taoist lowered his eyes and looked at his clothes. When a ray of spiritual thought came up, he was not wearing a Taoist robe, but a green shirt, with a wooden hairpin binding his hair. He looked strong and elegant. He was exactly the person outside Dao Yan's memory who walked in the sky in the Xiao Ming era.

【Mr. Yuan】.

Destiny cast aside Yu Jian and said: "Is he worried that no one will be weak to him?"

"My year."

What a pity, what a pity.

He packed up his clothes, did not touch any money, just picked up a homemade gun, turned around, and walked out of the Eight Purities Hall step by step, but suddenly he saw above the moonlight, the man who had single-handedly killed hundreds of people.

Among the people, the teacher who had killed more than a hundred people and rescued himself stood outside. His white hair was hanging down, his sleeves and robes were moving slightly, and he looked like an immortal in the moonlight.

The green-shirted Taoist suddenly smiled:

Zhu Chongba, who originally planned to be a Taoist at the foot of the mountain and inherit the mantle of his teacher, was silent for a long time. His injuries were still intact. He got up outside late one night and looked at the Patriarch in Baqing Hall silently. His body was wrapped

He was dressed as tightly as a mummy outside a tomb in a foreign country, but he still picked up eight sticks of incense and poured the first incense for Baqing.

Are you a family member? Have you ever read a lot of books? I just want to control officials. The Taoist said casually that the pen in the sky is in the hands of these scholars. The purpose of scholars is to be officials. I am so harsh on officials.

, the future reputation will be bad.

White-haired Taoist rises

He said in a rare and gentle voice: "So, I hope he... gets his wish."

"We rich people, whether we have a knife or not, there is nothing we can do if we are all together."

"There are only seven words, which is to make profits for the people."

When he really brings peace to heaven, he will come back.

The young man just scratched his head and said, "We are not a fool."

Spring passes and autumn comes, with light snow and midwinter.

Light snow falls on the weather outside.

Qing Shanwen personally went to the mountain that time and rescued Zhu Chongba.
To be continued...