Indeed, all the Qishuimen monks and the monks who witnessed this scene can testify to this, but no one wants to take the initiative to get involved in such troublesome things. After all, look at the clothes on the female cultivator who wantonly took action, but
The ceremonial uniform of Shang Huanzong.
Nowadays, Shang Huanzong has gained a destiny son, Lingguang Daozi, and his status has been rising rapidly. It is called a rapid rise. Now it is obvious that he is the leader of the seven first-class sects. It is at the peak of the sun. Who would not think of offending Shang Huanzong at this time?
Woolen cloth?
Fangyuanyuan looked at the female cultivator opposite Du who was obviously very good-looking but was speaking arrogantly, and felt that she had suffered a lifetime of grievances today. Her brothers and sisters in the sect were very friendly, and she had never encountered such a thing.
So now I opened my mouth, but I didn't know how to deny it. After a while, my face turned red and my neck was thick, and I couldn't say anything.
At this moment, I could only hold on to Changsheng's sleeves and shed tears of grievance.
Chang Sheng patted Fangyuan Yuan's arm comfortingly, looked at the frowning female cultivator, and spoke in a gentle tone.
"I wonder what the conflict is between this fellow Taoist and my friends? These friends of mine are not talkative people. Maybe it's a misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstand?"
The female cultivator snorted coldly and looked at Chang Sheng coldly, her eyes full of contemplation. It seemed that she could not find the relevant information about Chang Sheng from her memory, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"So what if it's a misunderstanding? Who are they? They are worthy of mentioning Daozi's name! If I say they are wrong, then they are wrong."
"Wow!"
At this time, the monks who were watching around couldn't help but frowned, and they were quite disapproving. They knew that Shang Huanzong was in the spotlight recently, but even if they knew it was a misunderstanding, they would still kill him. Isn't it too much?
Although no one dared to argue with Huan Zong, most people were dissatisfied with what this female cultivator said.
Changsheng was also shocked by what the female cultivator said, but she quickly reacted and looked at the female cultivator with a frown.
"So, it wasn't that they offended fellow Taoists, but that fellow Taoists themselves wanted to find a reason to attack them?"
"You're such a long-winded person, why? I've already admitted it and you still ask, do you want to fight with me? Okay! I'll stay with you until the end!"
After saying this, the female cultivator casually flicked her palm, and a spiritual sword appeared. The cold sword energy directly made Fang Yuanyuan turn pale. This incident had nothing to do with this friendly Taoist friend.
Although, although she didn’t know the name of this fellow Taoist, she knew he was a good person. Even the head of Qishui Sect did not dare to confront the Shanghuan Sect. If this fellow Taoist had an affair with a monk from the Shanghuan Sect,
Wouldn't it be harmful to her if there was discord?
"Fellow Taoist, you'd better leave first..."
"Want to leave? It's too late?"
The female cultivator looked at Chang Sheng coldly and breathed a sigh of relief. Before Fangyuan Yuan finished speaking, she took action directly, and the cold sword energy turned into a water curtain and struck Chang Sheng.
The water curtain looked soft, but every drop contained a murderous intent! The moment the first drop of water touched Changsheng, it directly cut off a strand of her hair.
Changsheng's foot was still standing on the same spot, but he leaned down neatly, and threw Fang Yuanyuan to the protection of the few brothers and sisters who could still stand upright. He took out Du Xuanjin smoothly, and held it.
Live those water curtains.
The golden sword shone brightly in the sunlight, splitting all the water droplets in half with a gentle arc of rotation, and then these dripping water droplets fell to the ground.
At the same time, Chang Sheng flew up and kicked the female cultivator in the belly. The female cultivator reacted very quickly. A curtain of water suddenly appeared, blocking Chang Sheng's kick. However, Chang Sheng had already turned around and left.
He stood up, and the golden sword in his hand rotated once, making a pleasant sound of joy.
This was the first time Du Xuanjin formally entered the battle, and he was extremely excited. The fighting spirit exuded at this moment was clearly felt by the people around him, and he had a good impression of the golden sword.
The monks who were observing in secret couldn't help but take a second look at the golden sword.
At this time, Chang Sheng and the two were on the verge of breaking up. The two were confronting each other, and there was a chilling atmosphere that made the people around them couldn't help but retreat a little. Although they wanted to watch the fun, they didn't want to get hurt in the process.
ah.
Changsheng took a slow breath, then raised Du Xuanjin and pointed it at the female cultivator opposite. This was an excellent opportunity. An excellent opportunity to experiment and check what he had learned before!
Du Xuanjin slowly turned in a circle in his hand. In the process, all the creatures around him, whether they were human cultivators or demon cultivators, instantly felt an extremely strong sense of sadness. The immortals were born in Moyuan Xiaoxiao, which lacked spiritual energy.
The world can successfully advance to become a god, and the attainment at this time is even more extraordinary.
All the surrounding creatures below the stage of becoming a god burst into tears at the same time. The huge sadness in their hearts made them unable to control their actions at all, and they could only watch themselves crying bitterly. Some of them had done wrong things before, and they could not control their actions at all.
The monks who felt that they were at fault suddenly felt why they were so bad, and some of the monks with low cultivation levels directly expressed their confessions.
Not only those below the Divine Transformation stage, but also the high-level monks above the Divine Transformation stage could not help but shed tears in their eyes, and a deep sadness emerged from their hearts, making their noses sore.
The monks who reacted looked at Changsheng with a different look. It was complicated. They naturally felt such strong feelings. They actually entered the Tao with sadness!
The world only knows that ruthless swordsmanship is the most powerful, because under ruthlessness, everything is like a stupid dog. But entering the Tao with compassion is more powerful than ruthless swordsmanship. Because everything in the world is born with emotions, great joy and great sadness are the most touching!
Throughout the ages, no one has dared to enter the Tao through compassion. Firstly, it is because no one has ever done it before and it is too difficult. Secondly, because unless you have experienced something of great compassion, you will not have enough understanding of the sword of compassion, and you may even easily get lost in it.
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To put it bluntly, once this female cultivator can continue to grow and master the Sword of Sorrow, once the spiritual sword is released, all things will be sad!
Immediately, several monks secretly sent messages to their sect. One of the reasons for coming to the Qiyun Meeting was to recruit talented disciples for their sect! Although most of these disciples already have their own sects.
sect, but exceptions are not excluded! Maybe this is an exception. After all, they have never heard of any junior disciple from a large sect family who has understood the sword of sorrow.
If this is an elderly monk, they have nothing to lose!
Every monk knows that only a monk's own feelings cannot be passed on to others. A monk whose sadness can reach such a level that can make people cry must have experienced various major events and must have come step by step in the rolling world of mortals.
