The second thousand and sixty-three chapters I entered the evil!
From the moment he entered the Sword Sect, everything Xiahou Longhu did was actually not beyond Su Xuan's expectations.
Whether it was the changes in the sword sky or the sword prison, Su Xuan actually had a guess.
Su Xuan was not surprised when the martial monks appeared and the military envoys took action.
Before coming to Jianzong, Su Xuan had actually anticipated many things! Including being killed this time was also under his plan! The reason why he did this was to gather the power of the mountains and rivers in the bitter cold and regain the lost memory! Mountains and rivers
Great prosperity, covered by bitter cold, Su Xuan must do this in order to gather enough bitter cold sword power.
But what Su Xuan never thought was that there would be Jian Beichen's consciousness here! It was obvious that this consciousness was waiting for him! Su Xuan looked at it, and his heart couldn't stop fluctuating.
This is him too, but he is completely different! Jian Beichen looked at it and smiled: "Are you surprised to see me?"
His smile is so bright, like the warm sun, it can warm everything.
He has the fearlessness and fierceness of a swordsman, but he also has benevolence and righteousness in his heart, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Compared to Su Xuan, he is completely righteous.
"Why did you stop me?"
Su Xuan spoke coldly, feeling weird and absurd in his heart, feeling like he was having a conversation with himself.
"There is a reason why I show up."
Jian Beichen smiled and said, "I need to tell you something."
"After getting all the memories, I will understand everything without you telling me."
Su Xuandao.
Jian Beichen did not argue with Su Xuan, but simply said: "When I entered the Martial Palace, many bad things did happen, and I discovered many secrets.
About you and me, about us, about Donghuang..." Su Xuan shuddered.
"Did you know that this caused the heart of my sword to lose, and the body of the holy sword almost collapsed."
Jian Beichen's eyes were full of vicissitudes and scars: "That is a fact and truth that is difficult to accept."
"I don't want to continue to be confused!" Su Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"Then what if you are confused now which is the most correct thing?
Sometimes you have to admit that strength and vision are directly proportional, and being too ambitious is not a good thing."
Jian Beichen said.
"It seems that you and I have different opinions."
Su Xuan said coldly.
Jian Beichen smiled and changed the subject: "Never mind that now.
There is another thing about getting my memory."
"What?"
"I once met a man who was brave and righteous, but he was bruised and bruised by the people around him. His memory was even wiped out, and he became a demon for half his life.
When he grew old, he learned everything, but he took the initiative to block the memory of the first half of his body, not daring to peep into it, and never touched it until he died of old age."
Jian Beichen said this.
Su Xuan's eyes turned cold: "You said I don't deserve the memory?"
At first glance, what Jian Beichen meant was that the person was afraid of facing the past.
But when this happened to Su Xuan, it obviously didn't mean that Su Xuan was afraid.
Instead of being afraid, it's naturally unworthy, or Jian Beichen doesn't want his past to be inherited.
"It has this meaning."
Jian Beichen looked indifferent and said bluntly: "I'm actually not happy to see you now.
Master wants us to become sword cultivators who stand upright and benefit the common people, not like you."
"Do you think I will die another tragic death like you?"
Su Xuan raised his eyebrows.
Jian Beichen didn't say anything for a long time, and just said: "You may be right, but you gave up too much.
If it were me, I would choose the opposite path."
"So you are dead and I am still alive.
I’m just asking you, will you let me?”
Su Xuan drank coldly.
Jian Beichen looked at Su Xuan, his eyes flashed with sadness: "It turns out that the stories are all lies. People cannot be the same after reincarnation. They will eventually change."
He was a little sad for spring and sad for autumn.
Su Xuan was silent.
He knew that this was Jian Beichen, who had a good heart and had great expectations for people and the future.
The argument was fruitless! Su Xuan didn't want to discuss the matter anymore.
He asked with a sullen face: "Let me or not."
"Have you ever thought about getting all my memories? Would you still be able to maintain your current path?"
Jian Beichen's eyes suddenly condensed and became sharp.
"Although I died, I died miserably.
Heaven and earth have turned their backs on me and regard me as an ant.
But I still cherish the thought of the common people and will never regret it until my death! Are you sure...you can bear this will?"
He spoke categorically and stared at Su Xuan solemnly.
Su Xuan was shocked.
He hesitated a little.
The next moment, Jian Beichen said again: "And with this memory, you will know what Wudian did to me back then.
Somehow, the Martial Lord can even sense your presence! You may not know that the Martial Lord actually sealed my memory in the Martial Palace back then, but he didn’t know my will for more than one life and forcibly broke it away! "
He doesn't know it yet, but if you inherit my memory, he will definitely feel it!"
"When the time comes, are you sure you can survive from his hands?"
Su Xuan's body shook violently.
"Since you are here, you cannot ignore my will, which proves that your strength is not enough.
Let's go, you already know a lot.
At least...you know that Wudian is the enemy."
Jian Beichen waved his hand.
Su Xuan was silent for a long time.
At this moment, his heart was filled with emotions.
"I want to know more."
Su Xuan raised his head.
This feeling of being kept in the dark is very uncomfortable.
“You will know what you should know.
You know, I am you too, and I will not harm you after all."
Jian Beichen sighed.
"Even so, I still want to know more."
Su Xuan gritted his teeth.
Jian Beichen was silent.
"Four generations of blessings, why should you weep! What do you mean?"
Su Xuan suddenly shouted.
Jian Beichen was shocked, his eyes became sad, and Su Xuan even saw anger in them.
Is Jian Beichen even angry?
Su Xuan could sense that this was a very bad thing.
After a long while, Jian Beichen said: "Heaven and earth are ruthless and regard all living beings as ants.
The strong are more ruthless, and all living things are like grass.
I thought this could be changed, but it ended up being a joke.
The Martial Palace is just a hurdle in your life, while the Pure Land is the confinement of life and death.
You...us, and the true secret of the Eastern Wilderness are in the Pure Land.
Even the origin of all of us...is still after the Pure Land..." "What on earth do you know..." Su Xuan was shaken all over.
"I just saw some of the future, but I'm not sure..." Jian Beichen said sadly, and his figure began to dim.
He waved.
Su Xuan's consciousness suddenly began to retreat involuntarily.
"Let's go.
I don't know what to tell you about the future.
I believe that at this moment you should have understood that the future is destined to be full of cruelty and ruthlessness.
If you continue, you will definitely end up in a sea of misery..." Jian Beichen's voice became increasingly ethereal.
He looked at Su Xuan, who was already blurry, and whispered to himself: "Fourth Life Blessing... I just now know that you are that Blessing. I hope you can break this desperate cycle..." At this moment.
Su Xuan's face was ferocious, and he held the Xunwang Zhusheng Pearl open.
He wanted to see something clearly and didn't want to be so confused.
"Open! Open! Open!"
Jian Beichen imprisoned the memory of the future, but now Su Xuan wanted to take a peek.
Just when Su Xuan was about to disappear.
"Chi!"
Blurry images began to flash across Su Xuan's mind.
That is a majestic and magnificent ancient hall.
A man with a back as thick as a mountain and powerful martial arts looked down at him.
He should have been extremely kind and virtuous, but at this moment he was cold and cruel.
Jian Beichen... collapsed on an altar.
His hands and feet were pierced by sharp hooks, his chest was torn open, and his heart was dug out.
Jian Beichen looked numb and dull.
The heart...is in the man's hand.
"Martial Palace... only needs one martial artist, but it's not you Jian Beichen."
The man whispered coldly.
Behind him, a young figure came.
The figure seemed to be staring at the heart... "Martial Lord, Martial Lord, is this my martial destiny..." A faintly cheerful voice sounded.
They are so high and mighty.
And he is so humble and pitiful.
Everything... came to an abrupt end.
Su Xuan quietly disappeared here.
...Shanhe Sword Sect.
Su Xuan seemed to have walked in the void for a long time, but it only took a short while for his body to explode.
The Sifang sword cultivators were still cheering, and some were even crying with joy.
Su Xuan's treasures were scattered on the ground, but the light remained the same.
"Haha, there are quite a lot of evil treasures out there.
Deacon, we have gained quite a lot this time."
The leading military guard looked at the military envoy.
"Um."
The warrior's eyes also flashed with excitement.
Su Xuan does have many treasures.
Although the death of two disciples made him angry.
But looking at Su Xuan's treasures, this discomfort dissipated.
"Xiahou Longhu, do you have any objections to these treasures belonging to my Martial Palace?"
The military envoy said directly that although he was shocked after seeing Xiahou Longhu's somewhat perverted methods, he was used to being aloof and he was not prepared to give Xiahou Longhu half a cent, and he probably wouldn't have any objections to Xiahou Longhu.
Xiahou Longhu stared in all directions, filled with uneasiness.
"Oh."
The military envoys and the leading military guards were all disdainful, thinking that Xiahou Longhu would acquiesce.
"Put it away first."
The military envoy said directly.
"good."
The leading Wuwei walked over with burning eyes.
But this moment.
"not good!"
Xiahou Longhu's expression changed drastically.
"Quickly retreat!"
"What?"
The military envoy and the military guard were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions turned evil, thinking that Xiahou Longhu was unhappy.
But the next moment.
"Buzz!"
Su Xuan's treasure suddenly floated up, casting down streaks of light.
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Su Xuan's physical body actually began to reorganize.
Flesh and blood gather from all directions.
In just an instant, Su Xuan appeared in front of everyone again.
"What, not dead yet?"
The leading military guard was shocked.
"Nie Zhan, you..." He couldn't help but shouted.
Su Xuan lowered his head and his hair was disheveled.
"Martial Lord, Wu Zi..." Su Xuan's lips trembled, and a surge of overwhelming anger surged into his heart.
The Martial Lord was heartbroken! Su Xuan saw that scene and felt the same way.
Despair, anger, confusion...all kinds of emotions emerged.
The heartbreaking pain began to spread throughout his body.
His face gradually became ferocious and he raised his head suddenly.
A head of black hair turned into blood gray color! "Death! Die! Die!"
He yelled, his words like thunder.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The leading military guard closest to him was shaken violently, and his body cracked as soon as he said one word, and he didn't even have time to resist.
But after the words "death" were spoken, his body exploded, and no bones were left! Su Xuan's thoughts were so overwhelming! There is no virtue in the right way, and he has fallen into evil!