When the first ray of sunlight jumped out of the clouds, a stunning red light swept across the blue sky. Unless you have excellent eyesight, you would not be able to detect it at all.
This was Linghu Heng who was rushing to Gujian Mountain with all his strength. For some reason, he had an unknown premonition in his heart, as if something important was about to happen.
Since the evolution of his strange eyes, this ability to predict the future has become more and more accurate. When he lifted his adoptive father's mask, this feeling became stronger, the fear of being in a completely enclosed dark space
, like a tide, with no sign of ending. Linghu Heng was depressed for more than a month. In addition to mourning for his adoptive father, this fear was also the reason. If possible, he would rather not have these eyes, then,
Maybe it won’t be so painful…
"What's going on this time?" A bitter smile appeared on Linghu Heng's already slightly thin face, "The worst result is to abolish your cultivation and be expelled from the sect, right? There is nothing worse than this.
Something?"
Linghu Heng smiled bitterly and fell into deep thought. At this moment, an inappropriate voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Boss, you are so boring!"
Needless to say, this voice is that sword ruffian - Wufeng Sword Spirit. It is really not an exaggeration to say that it is a sword ruffian. The tone of its speech is more and more like a ruffian, and it is full of anger. Linghu Heng was stunned.
I thought: "How to say?"
Wufeng Sword Spirit snorted coldly and said dissatisfied: "You said yourself that you wanted to give me 20% of your spiritual power, but what happened? I waited for so long and got nothing! It's a shame that I worked so hard to help you, hum.
, next time you need me again, don’t think about me taking action!”
Linghu Heng also remembered this matter. He was feeling depressed at the moment. Naturally, he did not want to be exposed to the same experience as the Wufeng Sword Spirit. He raised his spiritual power a little and poured it into the "Wufeng" sword at his feet through his legs, and said: "Okay,
That’s it for you!”
The Wufeng Sword Spirit's expression improved slightly, and he said, "Humph, that's easy to say! I tried my best to get you 20% of your spiritual power. Is it easy for me?"
Linghu Hengcai didn't want to pay attention to this sword ruffian, knowing that he was just getting a good deal. He fell into thought again: "I killed everyone outside the Medicine God Valley. Although it was not my intention, those people died because of me after all.
In fact, the people who besieged Linglong that day attributed all the people Linglong killed to Linghu Heng, because in their view, Linghu Heng, the "prostitute", not only seduced Yao
The female disciple of Shengu was still entangled with the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, and she had already subconsciously concluded that they were on the same team, so the people killed by Linglong would naturally be counted on Linghu Heng's head as well. Linghu Heng naturally didn't
Will care about these things, killing one is killing, killing two is killing, killing more or killing less seems to make no difference.
Thinking of the scene during the siege that day and the scene where his adoptive father exhausted his life to save him, Linghu Heng couldn't help but wet his eyes, his heart suddenly hardened, and he thought coldly: "People always kill murderers, how could it be that
Are they allowed to attack me with swords, but I can't resist? What kind of truth is this? These people are fighting for fame and fortune, using any means, thinking that they can judge the life and death of others from a moral standpoint. It is really abominable! I will never
I regret it, I just regret that I was not cruel enough that day to kill one or two more of these hypocrites just for the sake of reputation!"
Linghu Heng's thinking is quite extreme. People like Ma Quanwei, Sun Yong, and "Boxing Monster" have some bad deeds, but they are harmless. They can be said to be people with a sense of justice in the righteous way. Even if they are relatively
The controversial "boxing monster" just killed a few more demon disciples. Even if the method was cruel, it was only based on the "morality" of "eliminating demons and defending the Tao". From the perspective of righteousness, this is nothing. They
They were all considered innocent people, but they listened to the rumors and had blood in their foreheads for a while to "deliver justice." The crime was not worthy of death. But when Linghu Heng lost his mind, they all died under Linghu Heng's sword.
The account is so confusing that I can't figure it out clearly.
If Linghu Heng surrendered, would Zhengdao let him go? What's more, Linghu Heng had a clear conscience, so why should he admit his mistake? The more Linghu Heng thought about it, the more he felt that he was not wrong, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"Hmph, when I return to Qingzhu Forest and see the old Taoist priest, he can do whatever he wants with me. Anyway, he taught me my skills. It's normal for him to take them back. If others make irresponsible remarks, I will never
I won't accept it!" The stubborn side of Linghu Heng's character was fully revealed at this moment. He believed that even if his adoptive father was reborn, he might not be able to change it.
As they drove all the way, Linghu Heng thought a lot, but the only person he felt sorry for was Yang Zhishuang. That graceful and graceful figure appeared in his mind again, and her every frown and smile made Linghu Heng fall deeply into it. Linghu Heng
Heng suddenly sighed quietly and thought to himself: "I'm afraid Miss Yang has misunderstood me. I would rather be misunderstood by the big guy, the old Taoist priest, Senior Brother Lin, than I don't want her to misunderstand me! It's just that I'm afraid that she will never see me again."
…”
Linghu Heng had vaguely noticed at this moment that Yang Zhishuang also had a vague feeling for him, but after this incident, would she still treat him seriously? Linghu Heng suddenly felt uncertain and uneasy.
The feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, causing Linghu Heng's direction of wielding the sword to deviate.
Linghu Heng didn't know how to calm down this uneasiness, but it made him feel unstable for a while. It should be noted that he has almost entered the golden body stage with one foot now, and his state of mind is unstable. If he survives the tribulation at this time,
, I’m afraid he won’t be able to survive the nine calamities. After all, a disturbed mind will turn into a demon. The most terrifying thing about inner demons is letting people destroy themselves.
Linghu Heng managed to keep his mind and stopped thinking about this matter. However, the uneasiness never went away and lingered in Linghu Heng's mind. Fortunately, he was not far from Gujian Mountain at this time.
Let Linghu Heng's mind be attracted slightly, so as to avoid the invasion of inner demons.
The majestic Ancient Sword Mountain, seen from a distance, really looks like a huge fairy sword with half of the sword blade inserted into the earth. The mountain is full of spiritual energy, and spiritual beasts emerge in endlessly. The flowers, plants and trees are all lush and green, competing for beauty. Linghu is gone.
The reason felt sad, and I thought: "I guess this is the last time I come back here? My adoptive father has also gone, and I can't find a reason to stay in Gujian Mountain. But why do I feel reluctant to leave? Could it be?
Because they are big, old Taoist priests? Or Miss Yang..."
Just when Linghu Heng was hesitant, there was a noise from Gujian Mountain. Linghu Heng's mind moved, his figure moved, and he hid in the lush woods, hiding his form.
Through the gaps between the dense leaves, I saw a group of disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect talking at the mountain gate. Linghu Heng listened carefully, but couldn't help being startled.
It turned out that what they were discussing was actually the date agreed upon by the other five holy places, together with the righteous colleagues, who submitted the visiting notice. Linghu Heng felt that his heart was like a turbulent sea, unable to calm down! "Will the five holy places come today? Needless to say,
They must be forcing the Ancient Sword Sect to hand me over. Humph, didn't you just kill a few people who wanted to seize the treasure, and just want to kill me? Sure enough, this is the true face of the Five Holy Lands!" Linghu Heng gritted his teeth.
After a while, I suddenly thought: "No, the old Taoist priest is going to be squeezed out by them! I have to go back to Qingzhu Forest as soon as possible!"
Thinking of this, Linghu Heng did not hesitate. After quietly withdrawing, he found a place with few people and ran quickly. When encountering a mountain stream, he used the "Levitation Technique" to fly over the ravine without stopping.
When Linghu Heng wanted to escape from the Ancient Sword Sect before, he had carefully observed the terrain of the Green Bamboo Forest and knew where there were no or few people. He was confident that if he wanted to sneak into an ancient place without the "Ancient Formation of Ten Thousand Swords"
No one in the Sword Sect can detect him at all.
However, this time he miscalculated. Because just outside the woods less than half a mile away from the green bamboo forest, he found a person, waiting for him quietly.
Linghu Heng thought that he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes again, and found that there was indeed a beautiful figure in front of him, her back facing him weakly. Her hair was only pulled into a bun, and the rest was hanging down naturally. Only she could be seen
Wearing a long white gauze dress, she looks as graceful as a fairy. Look carefully at that graceful figure. Who is it if it's not Yang Zhishuang?
Linghu Heng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help shouting: "Miss Yang, is that you?"
After hearing these words, the figure trembled slightly, as if he was very excited. Linghu Heng was even more sure. Isn't this the person he thought about day and night? He ran a few steps and was just within reach of Yang Zhishuang.
Half a foot away, he said excitedly: "Is it really you? Miss Yang..."
I saw the woman suddenly turned around, and a fairy sword was drawn out with a "clash", and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Hu Heng. I saw that the woman had a beautiful appearance, but there were two lines of tears hanging down, like pear blossoms with rain.
Linghu Heng didn't care at all about the fairy sword that could be attached to him at any time. What he cared about was the tears in the woman's eyes. When she saw him, they suddenly fell silently like crystal dewdrops and dripped onto the soil on the ground.
There was an inaudible "tick-tock" sound. But in Linghu Heng's ears, it was as loud as the thunder of the nine heavens, and it was like a deafening drum, beating in Linghu Heng's heart, making his heart suddenly hurt.
I couldn't help but took two steps forward and said, "You're crying..."
The woman suddenly straightened the fairy sword in her hand and shouted: "Don't come forward again, I will really stab you!"
Linghu Heng looked at the woman he loved deeply and said softly: "I won't move, but please stop crying, my heart really hurts!"
The woman in white was crying: "Don't be so nice to me, don't think that I really can't do it!"
Linghu Heng smiled bitterly and said: "If my death can make you happy, then let me die!" After that, he really puffed up his chest and stepped forward. Unexpectedly, the woman in white didn't have time to react.
The clay-like fairy sword immediately penetrated three-thirds of the flesh, and blood gushed out like a spring, dripping on the ground. The bright red touch stung the eyes of the woman in white... (To be continued)