At first, there were two rays of sword light, twisting like threads in the air.
Almost hidden in the sky, invisible to the common eye.
Flickering and disappearing, heaven and earth wander.
A moment is like lightning, tearing through thousands of miles, an instant is like a dragon, vigorous and vigorous!
Crack!
After a cracking sound that ripped apart the sky, the sword light illuminated the sky and the earth, and finally the figure was divided into two.
The young man is holding the sword, his eyes eager to try. The old man is holding the sword by his side, his eyes are getting clearer and clearer.
The Southern Territory is vast, and there is no shortage of strong men. Although it is in a wilderness, there are no human traces left. But the battle between the two top figures in the world, hiding like mosquitoes and flies, and the heaven and earth shaking together, it is impossible not to be caught.
But whether it was the State of Chu, the huge city on Tianjue Peak, or Mount Xumi, they all turned a blind eye and gave them plenty of private space.
One is forgetful and ignorant, but does all kinds of evil, has no rules and regulations, and has no moral concepts. The other is firm-willed, must repay kindness and hatred, builds a palace in heaven, controls the long river, and wishes to benefit the world.
The two have an enmity to block the way, and they have a sword-fighting agreement - this agreement is known to the world.
It was normal to fight, and no one could tell what was wrong.
Except Yan Chunhui.
It's very abnormal for Yan Chunhui, I don't think this is normal.
"etc!"
"I remember... we have made peace. I also gave way, took off the name of human demon, and stopped cultivating human demons."
Yan Chunhui tried hard to recall, feeling that he had forgotten something... When would he make a new enemy?
He said confusedly: "I made an agreement with Ye Lingxiao that I will not cause trouble to you again. I have also abided by the agreement. Why are you here today?"
Jiang Wang had already fought once, his blood was still boiling, and his sword energy was flying in the air. When he heard these words, his flames suddenly dimmed and he was no longer so fierce: "Is this what he agreed with you?
"
Yan Chunhui said: "I promised him not to live in Yun Kingdom in this life, and I also promised him that I would spare your life."
Jiang Wang had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he just sighed softly: "He still doesn't understand me."
Yan Chunhui now acted like a wise man: "He probably knows you very well, that's why he dared to leave."
Jiang Wang calmed down and said quietly: "I mean, he doesn't understand my strength."
Yan Chunhui looked at him, nodded and said: "Indeed, you have grown up very fast. It is difficult for me to take away your life now. And you can retreat into the sky at any time, even if... the tsunami has not stopped."
Jiang Wang shook his head: "The current Tianhai is also dangerous for me. Because if the Seven Hatreds or the Sinless Heavenly Beings attack me in the Tianhai, it may be difficult for those who want to save me to arrive in time."
"Your ability to offend people is extraordinary." Yan Chunhui's tone was a bit amazed: "But if someone who is extraordinary wants to take action against you, it doesn't matter where you hide."
"It's not that I took the initiative to offend them, it's just that when I got here, erasing me has become a choice." Jiang Wang said: "You are right, I am indeed powerless to resist when facing a transcendent person. But if there are other transcendent people who want to save
Me, it matters where I am.”
Yan Chunhui's eyes suddenly became wary: "You said that if you come to me again, you will only come alone."
"That's true as long as you don't violate the rules." Jiang Wang said calmly: "I keep my promise. I came here with a single sword today."
"You can't kill me now." Yan Chun replied.
Jiang Wangkuan said in a loud voice: "It's okay. All you have to do in life is do your best."
The more Yan Chunhui listened, the less he understood: "Who are you comforting?"
"This way, let's chat while killing." Jiang Wang rushed up with his sword in hand.
The sword energy spontaneously metamorphoses, like flowers, trees, dragons and tigers, each with its own spirit! The sword energy creatures are of hundreds of kinds, walking around Yan Chunhui, killing him one after another.
The white-haired figure returning to Yanchun is like the moon in a well, broken and far away in the gradually spreading ripples.
When thousands of sword spirit spirits joined forces to kill him, he was already hanging upside down in the sky.
The two of them ran away and chased each other, avoiding each other for several times. The more Yan Chunhui thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and he asked in a daze: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Then let's chat for a few words first." Jiang Wang couldn't catch up for a while and made his own decision.
Yan Chunhui's white hair was hanging down, and his wrinkles were deep. He stood there, looking like he was in a state of decline that had not withstood the wind and rain. He was also languid and had no energy: "I am old and my time is running out, so I don't want to waste it chatting."
Especially I don’t want to talk to people who don’t understand how to respect the elderly.”
Jiang Wang rushed over and said, "Then let's fight!"
clang!
Yan Chunhui fled away again, and his body had already escaped the killing force. Only then did the clanging sounds of Chengcha Xinghan and Sauvignon Blanc begin, spinning continuously between heaven and earth.
He said: "You can't kill me."
"Then keep killing."
"How long do you want to kill?"
"Don't worry about it." Jiang Wang pressed forward step by step: "I have a lot of time."
"Are you being unreasonable?!"
"I'm talking to you!!"
With a casual sword strike in the Duanhun Gorge, Yu Beidou had to carry him and hide in the River of Destiny before narrowly escaping. How could it make sense?
There is a sea of swords falling from the sky above the Xingyue Plain. The soldiers and generals on both sides are like ants, and human lives are like withered grass. How can there be any truth?
But today Yan Chunhui has been reasoning. "Little friend... why bother?!"
"Don't worry about it."
"I don't want to take care of it...or why don't you come?"
"But I'm already here."
Yan Chun stared back at him, his eyes suddenly clear and then cloudy.
The master of Wuhui Valley, who was once full of evil, cultivated and sheltered many human demons, caused harm for thousands of miles, and brought trouble to the world for more than a hundred years. Now he looks so stupid and confused, and he is really pitiful for the old, weak, sick and disabled!
It seems like an old man who lives his duty has been bullied into the house by the black-hearted green-skinned gangster.
Look at the old yellow dog whimpering in the distance with its tail between its legs, and the beautiful woman with tears streaming down her face in the mud... It's a scene that couldn't be more cliche.
What about robbing women, bullying the old and weak, kicking dogs, and shaking egg yolks?
As repeated countless times in the story, the helpless old man always succumbs in the end.
"Okay!" Yan Chunhui let out a long sigh. He lowered his hands slightly and wrapped his sword around his fingers. He felt a bit sad about a tiger being bullied by a dog in the sun: "What do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Wang stopped his sword for the moment and immediately entered the chatting state: "When I went to Wuhui Valley to visit Senior Yan, who revealed the news to you?"
"Why be so polite? I would rather you not call me senior and just be the same as before!"
"No matter what the positions of both sides are. If you can help me solve your doubts, I will respect you."
"I can't talk about this. Others saved me from fire and water, how can I trap them into injustice?"
Jiang Wang raised his sword again: "Then let's fight!"
"Qian Chou!" Yan Chun shouted back.
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment: "So, it was the information that Shen Xia asked him to convey?"
Yan Chunhui shook his head: "I don't know about that."
Jiang Wang looked at him quietly, as if judging the authenticity of his words.
Yan Chunhui stood there with a slightly dazed expression, his eyes gradually becoming cloudy.
Jiang Wang quickly asked again: "I know you have a deal with Senior Ye, and he even asked you to borrow a sword - what was the reward he paid?"
Yan Chunhui paused his cloudy eyes and remained somewhat awake: "This is a matter between him and me."
"It's not convenient to say?"
"Can't say."
Feeling Yan Chunhui's determination, Jiang Wang let the question go and said: "I know that Zong Dezhen came to you during the battle with Senior Ye. At that time, you said that you had forgotten -
What important information did Senior Ye leave with you?"
This news was probably not important, because at that moment Ye Lingxiao did not know the identity of Yizhen Taoist leader. But it might also accurately describe something that could piece together Ye Lingxiao's last days.
But Yanchun replied: "You know, I am very forgetful. In my life, there are some things that I can remember, and some things that I can never remember."
He thought hard for a while: "When I faced Zong Dezhen, what I forgot was the part that I could never remember."
Jiang Wang took a long breath and pursed his lips: "Mr. Yan, you are very insincere."
The white hair in front of Yan Chunhui's forehead curled slightly: "I have given my utmost sincerity. Little friend Jiang, it is you who disagree and turn a blind eye."
"Then the last question." Jiang Wang answered directly: "You once brought the fortune teller Demon under your command, and his blood fortune telling skills must have been dedicated to you. Can you let me have a look?"
Yan Chunhui frowned, with a look of surprise on his face: "This forbidden art, which was born out of the narrow path of destiny and is extremely disgusting to people's hearts, are you, Zhenhe Zhenjun, also interested in it?"
Jiang Wang did not explain, only joked: "Hearing the word "taboo" from Mr. Yan's mouth is really... normal. It doesn't seem to be evil anymore. "
The main purpose of his trip was to find the three questions he asked. Finding something that could trip him up on the surface was the second most important thing.
Of these three questions, Yan Chunhui vetoed one and forgot one. If he didn't give him the art of blood possession, he would really have no choice but to let himself get trapped here. He would have to struggle with it for three to five months. He couldn't kill Yan Chunhui.
, but also to prevent Yan Chunhui from doing anything else.
Of course, he never thought about learning the art of blood fortune.
He didn't even learn Yu Beidou's life fortune teller, how could he covet blood fortune teller?
It's just that although he secretly decided to use his body as a bait to surround the absent Demon Lord and fight against the Seven Hatreds, he had to consider the possibility that the Seven Hatreds would abandon him and seek the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire"
.
Yu Beidou originally set up a trap in the East China Sea. In theory and in fact, it can be said that he has killed the blood demon and eliminated the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire".
However, "The Blood Demon Art of Killing Love and Absolute Desire" has an eternal nature and will eventually become clear again under the erosion of time.
This is also the fundamental reason why the Eight Great Demonic Skills are known as eternal and will last from generation to generation.
Its quality is eternal and it is inherently immortal.
It is also because the "Seven Hatreds Demonic Art" took away the eternal nature of "The Sea of Suffering and the Demonic Art of Desire" that it has the possibility of being completely erased.
The demise of "The Blood Demon Art of Killing Passion and Desire" is destined to be temporary. But this time, before the devastating blow designed by Yu Beidou, may be measured in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years!
In a sense, it can almost be regarded as the return of the Demon Ancestor forever.
Hundreds of thousands of years... has already spanned a big era.
The entire modern era only lasted a hundred and three thousand years!
The Demonic Throne has been absent for a whole era, so it’s time to wait until the human race has completely eradicated the demonic plague.
But at that time, Yu Beidou could not have predicted that a few years later, a transcendent demon would be born.
Possibilities have been rewritten since then.
If Qihen finds a way to awaken the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire" from time in advance, it can be regarded as unblocking this ability in time.
Jiang Wang wanted to watch the blood demon at this moment because he wanted to learn more about the blood demon and see if he could use it to set up a trap (let Chongxuan win).
I also want to use blood fortune to gain a glimpse of life fortune, and I want to see if I can add to the damage that Yu Beidou left back then, and push the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absolute Desire" further in time.
After all, the destructive achievements of the "Destroying Love and Absolute Desire Blood Demon Technique" were left by the man who had forgotten his life. He didn't want Yu Beidou to be alive in heaven, so he regretted it.
It's best not to disturb him anymore, and not to cause any disasters like blood sacrifices to happen again.
Correspondingly, if the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Desire" is destined to be difficult to return early, he will become a possibility that Qihen must fight for - a confrontation between him and Qihen at some point in the future will be inevitable.
"I gave it to you, and you're leaving?" Yan Chun asked back.
Jiang Wang made a promise: "I will let you rest for a while. Every time I come to see you in the future, I will just chat with you - until the day when I am sure that I can settle the ledger between humans and demons with you."
Yan Chunhui opened his eyes: "Do you want to come see me more often?"
"To be honest, I don't fully believe you changed the route for me. So I have to come and see you from time to time." Jiang Wang was very polite: "Now that I'm involved in this matter, I can't back away from the difficulty or make a fool of myself.
If I were to be lax towards you, I would be irresponsible to the world."
"What is your responsibility in the world?!" Yan Chunhui blew his beard.
Jiang Wang glanced at the distant sky quietly, then looked back: "Maybe it didn't happen before, but when I got here, it will happen."
Yan Chunhui didn't know how to respond to this sentence. He thought for a while: "I can show you the art of blood fortune, but I also have a question and I hope to get your answer."
Jiang Wangdao: "I'm not sure I can give you a satisfactory answer."
Yan Chunhui grinned: "Haha, young man, you can't just take advantage without suffering a loss, especially when facing an old man like me with a bad memory."
Jiang Wang's face was expressionless: "I know you have a bad memory, I hope you don't remember my bad memory."
Yan Chunhui looked at him: "Although I have a bad memory, it's hard to forget the losses I've suffered. Especially the people who have always made me suffer."
"I can only say that I will answer truthfully." Jiang Wang said.
Yan Chunhui simply raised his hand and pulled out a bloody tortoise shell: "The thing you want is in it."
Jiang Wang reached out and took it, then said: "Excuse me."
Yan Chunhui looked at him calmly: "I still remember the last time you came to see me, it didn't last long. Why did your strength grow so fast in such a short period of time? So fast that I...somewhat
Not so confident.”
Jiang Wang thought carefully and then said: "You are the one who blazed a trail in the era when Feijian disappeared. In terms of talent, talent, and inheritance, you will not lose to me. But we have one thing that is different -"
He said: "When you faced Zong Dezhen, you forgot. When I faced Zong Dezhen, even [The Nameless One], and even [Zhi Ji Zang], I went up."
He didn't feel that he was qualified to give advice to Yan Chunhui, but he was thinking seriously and answered truthfully: "Maybe you don't need to use your sword against Zong Dezhen, but after all, you have had a relationship with the most heroic man in the world.
A deal… isn’t it?”
"No one owes anything to anyone in the deal between Ye Lingxiao and I. A person's courage depends on a lot. There are many people around you, and there are many people behind you, but the old man only has himself." Yan Chunhui glanced down: "There is another one.
A child to take care of, a dog to feed on me.”
The swallows are still squirming there, and the yellow dogs are still crouching there. The world has never been a symmetrical painting, and on the cracked earth, they will always be divided into corners.
But they in the corner...swallows can peel noodles, and yellow dogs can eat people.
Those who cannot enter the painting are the ordinary beings.
Jiang Wang followed him: "She is already in so much pain, why do we have to keep her alive? This is torturing her and letting her torture others."
Yan Chunhui said quietly: "You don't understand. You don't have to understand."
Jiang Wangdao: "You said there are many people around me, and there are many people behind me. But when I left Maplewood City, I only knew two people. One was named Ye Qingyu, and the other was named Chong Xuansheng. I only met the one in front of me once, and the one behind me.
A person can only have contact with Taixu Illusion. Selfless swordsmanship is worthy of the name of being the best. I don’t know what your previous life was like, and I’m not interested either-"
"But everyone will be responsible for what they have done. Our choices constitute our lives."
He put away the bloody tortoise shell: "Mr. Yan, take good care of her. Don't let her do evil."
Just walked away in vain.
Yan Chunhui looked at his back without saying a word. After he walked away, she stayed alone for a while. Then she slowly walked down the bare mountain forest, picked up Yan Zi from the mud, wiped it carefully, and helped her wipe it.
Get rid of the dirt on your body.
The big yellow dog had gotten up at some point and was jumping over the cracks in the ground, circling around the two of them: "It's too troublesome...it's too troublesome! What does this Jiang Wang want to do?"
"I have some guesses." Yan Chunhui said calmly: "He deliberately asked me if it was the information Shenxia asked Qian Chou to convey. His answer was hidden in the question - he was trying to confirm Shenxia's information with me.
identity."
"Then why don't you tell him?" Old Yellow Dog said bitterly: "Let him go and fight with Shen Xia dog to dog. This will prevent him from being entangled all the time and delaying your big event!"
Yan Chunhui glanced at him. Hearing the word "dog eat dog" from a dog's mouth felt quite weird. He said, "I really don't know the answer."
Yan Zi had all the blood and dirt at this time, but her appearance was still as beautiful as before. However, there was no longer any charming charm between her eyebrows.
Since being driven out of the Valley of No Return, restricted by Yan Chun Hui, I have lost the channel to vent my pain, and I am increasingly unable to endure it.
She didn't know how many times she escaped and was caught, only to repeat the process again and again.
Why don't you understand that you can't escape?
But life...what else can it do?
In Yan Chunhui's arms, she looked up at the old man with a somewhat vicious smile: "You are obviously stronger than him, but you have to give in step by step. The way of flying swords is to be the most powerful and sharp. You practice the selfless swordsmanship."
, is it so frustrating to cultivate?"
"You don't understand."
Yan Chunhui walked with her in the bare forest, his eyes gradually becoming cloudy, as if he was stuck in some long-lasting nostalgia. He sighed: "This is his era."
Who has never been in his prime?
Don't you hear flying swords flying across the sky?