168. The concubine was daring and begged for a sword, and the concubine was given to death (3k6)
Today, in Feiyu Immortal Palace, the family lineage and the master-disciple lineage are fighting.
Although the two lines are not mortal enemies, they are still united in their confrontation.
But in general, Feiyu Immortal Palace is full of internal contradictions and is not monolithic.
Xu Xing's physique has less than fifty years to break the secret of Huan Dan. It is still unknown how long it can be kept secret.
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Whale Island.
On the cliff in the center of the island, Xu Xing was silent for a while, and then asked: "Master, I have been in the sect for more than 40 years, but I still don't understand one thing. Why does the sect let the disciples at the bottom fight..."
Fighting is for resources.
The purpose of fighting is to stand out from the crowd and attract the attention of senior officials...
Xu Xing understands that Feiyu Immortal Palace allows the lower-level disciples to fight.
And the reason why he said these words at this moment has a profound meaning.
"Fight?"
Jujian Daojun did not expect that Xu Xing would ask this question. He did not answer Xu Xing directly with simple reasoning. Instead, he thought carefully for a while and said: "If the practice is from one bank of the river to the other bank, the monks are passengers by boat.
, the sect is like a boat that crosses the river, but this boat is built by the bones and blood of our ancestors..."
"When a boat is moving, it will suffer losses. The purpose of fighting is to prevent yourself from being forced to become the plank of this boat and drowning in the river."
He revealed the true meaning of the sect.
Although the sect is an institution that protects the monks, it also drains the flesh and blood of the monks in disguise, turning them into materials for crossing the river.
"Then what if...the disciples don't fight?"
On the cliff, the cool breeze blew against my face, and I slowly looked down at the entire Giant Whale Island.
On the island, there are rows of buildings with red tiles and blue tiles, and there are many pedestrians on the island, creating a prosperous scene.
If he is a new disciple, he will definitely be disliked by his master if he says these words. If he does not argue, he will be indolent and indolent, and his path to immortality will not last long.
But at this time, Xu Xing had already stood out from the crowd of disciples and became the eighth head of the line of master and apprentice.
He said that he would not fight. Neither the Taoist Lord Jujian nor the two great Yuan Shengjuns of Feiyu Immortal Palace would think that Xu Xing was a person without a Taoist heart, because Xu Xing had already proven his "will to fight" with facts.
"The eighth head of the master-disciple line..."
"The disciples don't want to take it."
Seeing the contemplative look on the face of Ju Sword Master, Xu Xing continued to organize his words, thought about it, and said: "It is good to be the first, but if a disciple thinks that it is enough to be competitive, if he fights for the sake of competition, he will fall into the lower ranks.
..."
For the giant sword lineage, a first position is crucial.
If he doesn't have the strength to fight, generally speaking, Ju Sword Taoist Lord won't be too harsh.
But if he has the strength to fight for it and gives up the first position for no reason, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of Jujian Daojun.
His master and disciple are not the only ones in the Jusword lineage.
Being the first one has a great influence on the power of the Jusword lineage. The sect will allocate corresponding resources to support the Jusword lineage...
In Feiyu Immortal Palace, the reason why only the master-disciple line has the first position is because the master-disciple line holds the position of the sect leader.
The first one is qualified to inherit the position of the sect leader.
Although due to the passage of time, the position of the sect leader has become more and more useless, and one must obey the opinions of Yuan Shengjun in everything, but this does not mean that there is no benefit at all in becoming a sect leader...
According to regulations, the sect supports the power of the head of the master-disciple line so that when the head of the line succeeds to the throne, he will have a line of strength that he can rely on, so that he will not become a loner in the future.
"What you mean..."
The Taoist Master of the Jujian shook his head, "I can't interfere as a master. The Zongmen has asked you to fight over Zique Valley and Hangu Mountain. But in addition to fighting, the Zongmen also told you disciples one thing, the path to immortality is your own.
of……"
He patted Xu Xing's shoulder and smiled.
His words were a disguised agreement to Xu Xing's request not to compete for the eighth position in the master-disciple line.
From the moment they entered Feiyu Immortal Palace, the sect gave its disciples two choices.
Today, it is the same.
"Yes, Master."
Xu Xing nodded, feeling relieved.
He felt a little ashamed in his heart when he only took the benefits of the Jusword lineage instead of helping the Jusword lineage.
Although he is a ruthless person, if there is a chance to do better, he does not want to owe anyone a favor.
At this point he took a step back.
Who knows whether he will retire again in the future, and will no longer compete for the top position in the master-disciple line, but only wants to practice in seclusion and not care about worldly affairs...
Enjoying the remnants of influence and benefits, but not wanting to take responsibility, how can there be such a good thing in the world?
"Xu Xing takes a step back now in order to take a step forward in the future. If Xu Xing has the chance..., he will definitely bring glory to the Great Sword lineage in the future."
Xu Xing took a deep breath and swore an oath.
This oath was not very binding. He only said that he had a chance, but did not say that he must bring glory to the Great Sword lineage.
But only in this way can we see that he is sincere.
In the world of cultivating immortals, except for strict requirements when taking a blood oath, other oaths are not strict, and you just need to abide by your heart.
"As long as you have this intention..."
"There is no force in the world that will not perish."
Ju Jian Daojun shook his head and sighed.
Compared to other monks of the Jujian lineage, Xu Xing was his direct disciple. Naturally, the balance in his heart was more inclined to Xu Xing's side.
Although he didn't know why Xu Xing chose to take a step back, he believed in Xu Xing's judgment.
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After discussing with Lord Jujian Dao.
Xu Xing bowed deeply and sent Master Jujian away from his island master's cave. Then, he returned to the cave and continued to meditate and regulate his breath, stabilizing his initial cultivation of Huandan. A month later, he left Jujing Island.
Report to the sect.
And boarded the sea-crossing boat returning to Feiyu Fairy Palace.
With his status as a first-class true successor, the sect will not force him to complete his mission abroad.
Return to Feiyu Fairy Palace.
Xu Xing hesitated for a moment and walked into Biyuan Mountain Cave House, intending to visit Princess Anren.
enter.
The scenery of the cave has taken on a completely new look.
At the door of the monastery, two red lanterns hang, and two pots of white orchids are planted next to them.
In the hall, there are some more wooden tables, chairs and benches. However, they are not very attractive in style and are not painted.
Casting a breathing spell on himself, Xu Xing pushed open the door and entered the stone house.
"You...why are you back?"
On the stone couch, Song Yu'ao was doing female embroidery. She was embroidering a light yellow straight-collared dress. This dress was her favorite style when she was a girl with a bun in the palace.
Decades passed, and she lived alone day after day.
There is no human habitation near Biyuan Mountain for thousands of miles.
She couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
I thought I would die alone here, but I never thought that Xu Xing would go back to Biyuan Mountain Cave again...
"you're old……"
"The girl back then is old..."
Xu Xing looked at Song Nu'ao who collapsed on the ground with mixed feelings in his heart.
The silver hair grows darkly on his temples, his hair is simple, his face is slightly haggard and thin, and he is no longer as beautiful as he once was.
He didn't dare to go back to the palace to see Zhao Yunniang's appearance at the moment, so he came to Biyuan Mountain.
Back then, Zhao Yunniang bowed her head solemnly to him and did not raise her head for a long time.
He understood the implication.
Zhao Yunniang means.
The next time we meet again, I am already old in appearance, and I fear that I will disappoint you.
This separation is the separation between life and death.
"yes……."
"When I was sixteen, I married Li Xiaozu, the son of the King of Zhenbei. At the age of twenty, I was captured by a traitor and dedicated to His Majesty as His Majesty's concubine. Now more than forty years have passed..."
"I'm in my sixties."
Concubine Song sighed, she was born rich and beautiful.
But after the country was destroyed and her family was destroyed, she was homeless and was sent here and there. She spent her good years in exile. At this time, she was also taken away by Xu.
I am stuck in this corner of the world.
"Back then, I asked you if you hated me, and you said no. What about now?"
Xu Xingxing walked to Song Yu's side, sat on the stone bench nearby, and chatted with her.
There was a bloody feud between him and Song Yu'ao.
Kill Emperor Chongming...
Kill Li Xiaozu......
Because of his strategy, the pregnant Song Yuyao was captured by Li Xiaozu's rebel generals, and on the way to Shenjing, she had a miscarriage...
One after another, one after another.
Xu Xing did not dare to let Song Nuao leave.
Letting him grow old alone in Biyuan Mountain is already considered a kindness on his part.
"Don't hate."
Song Yuyao shook her cricket head and wiped the tears from her eyes with the corner of her sleeve, "My father is responsible for his own fault. More than ten thousand families have been destroyed. It is better for me to suffer alone than for all the people in the world to suffer. Your Majesty will not kill me."
This is a gift to me, how dare I expect anything else?"
as time flows.
She gradually took the death of Emperor Chongming lightly. It was not because she was cold-blooded, but because Emperor Chongming's death was the choice of all people.
As for Li Xiaozu, she hated him so much.
As an enemy, Xu Xing has done a very good job in this regard.
See this.
Xu Xing shook his head, sighed, and prepared to turn around and leave.
It's just that he just walked to the entrance of the cave.
He was stopped by Song Yusuo.
"I am timid and do not dare to die. Your Majesty neither wants to favor me, nor does he want to kill me to avoid future troubles..."
"Today I am so bold that I beg your majesty to kill me with a sword..."
Song Nu'ao bowed to Xu Xingfu.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and there was fear in the depths of her eyes. But strangely, her expression was resolute.
"Give you death?"
Xu Xing stopped.
With his casual sword energy and magical power, he could easily kill Song Yu'ao and shock her to death.
The sect gave Song Concubine as his concubine. This was just a reason so that he could legitimately inherit Song Dao's property in the sect.
Now that the title has been established, Song Nu'ao's life and death are not important to Xu Xing. It's just...
"This is a first-grade low-grade magic sword, the Green Bamboo Sword. As long as you touch the edge of this sword lightly, the head will fall off."
Xu Xing took out the flying sword from his storage bag, lifted it up with his magic power, and brought it to Song Nu'ao.
Finished speaking.
He stepped up and walked out of the cave.
The jade gate of the cave slowly closed, and he waited for Song Concubine inside the cave to commit suicide.
Rely on the strong and bully the weak.
Most everything in the world is like this.
With his character, he would never have the option of killing someone.
It's just..., since he can give Princess Anren a chance to commit suicide, Xu Xing doesn't want to kill Princess Anren himself...
Maybe there is a trace of intolerance in my heart.
A miserable man.
If Princess Anren said that she hated him, his sword would probably have killed her head long ago.
But Princess Anren said she didn't hate her.
He could hear this from Song Yuyao's mouth. She was not lying.
With the spiritual consciousness of the Huandan monk, he can already perceive the thoughts of mortals. Whether they are joy or sorrow, love or hate.
"If you were in your prime, you would have been a virtuous princess. The Song family's faults have nothing to do with you."
Xu Xing sighed.
A stick of incense passed slowly.
thump!
Xu Xing heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground inside the house.
He flicked his sleeves and robe, and used his magical power to open the cave. He saw Song Nu'ao lying on the ground beside the stone table in the living room, without a trace of breath.
Instead of striking her head with a sword, she held the sword with both hands and stabbed the blade diagonally into her heart.
Two lines of remaining tears wet the ground.
She left a piece of paper on the stone bench with words written in ink on it.
The opening chapter is a poem that Xueshi Su wrote for her, and the poem is followed by her last words.
"I made three mistakes. The first was that I didn't remonstrate with my father when I was young. I suffered a big mistake. My brother died tragically. The second mistake was that my father died in public. The second mistake was that I cherished my life. I was not a chaste woman. I didn't want to take revenge on the enemy who killed my father. I only wanted to survive. The third mistake was
I only met you three times, but I fell in love with you by mistake..."
On the plain silk, the small regular script is beautiful and the handwriting is dense, but the words are like crying blood.
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Xu Xing buried the body of Song Aona next to Tianchi in Biyuan Mountain. It overlooks the beautiful scenery and is a beautiful place.
He never took off the long sword that pierced Song Yu's left chest, but was buried here together with the coffin.
Formation rises, formation falls.
Killing formations, hidden formations, and phantom formations were laid out by him.
"Farewell..."
"I wonder if there is an afterlife."
Xu Xing put his right hand into his robe and took off the jade cicada pendant given to him by Zhao Yunniang from around his neck.
See things and think about people.
This jade cicada pendant is exactly the same as it was decades ago, still jade-like.
However, under the influence of Xu Xing's breath, the jade cicada gradually became spiritual, and the jade quality became more and more clear, like a priceless treasure, rather than an ordinary thing.
"It seems there are two more words..."
"Liuhe?"
"I never noticed these two words before."
Xu Xing suddenly noticed two more seal characters on Yu Chanchan's belly.
But he didn't care.
I guess I accidentally ignored the seal characters on the jade cicada.
When Zhao Yunniang gave him the jade cicada, he didn't look at it carefully and just hung it on his neck. At this moment, he thought about it and looked at it carefully...