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Gu Jian Wuhen, the master of Jiange Pavilion in Junlin, muttered in his mouth: "One sword is like coming".

The word Jiange turned into a ruin of fire, and the man holding the horizontal sword looked at the ancient sword Wuhen and said, "Do you still remember me?"

The man was dressed in a red Taoist robe, with red eyebrows and red hair, and his red eyes glowed dimly as he looked at Zuo Liefo, who had been cut off by his sword, and glanced at Empress Chilian.

"Senior, enlightenment is evil." Gu Jian Wuhen said.

"Huh, the Tao is divided into good and evil, but you are looking at the sky like a frog, and you can't see the ultimate state of evil. Ask yourself, you really don't have any evil thoughts in your heart." The man in red said.

"Human evil is evil, and heart evil is Tao. It seems that Xiao Wendao, who entered the Sword Pavilion of New Characters, is the source of evil." Gu Jian Wuhen said.

"He... he is evil, but evil is not good enough." The red-clothed man said, and glanced at Nalan Chanyi's mouth: "Tsk tsk tsk."

"Evil thoughts are easy to arise, but the fire of desire is hard to quell." Xiao Wenwen pondered in the fire ruins of the Sword Pavilion of Xingzi.

"Although my sword fairy Wanxie is good at wine and sex, I also know that some sex can't be good." Taoist Wanxie pondered, and continued: "I will take her as a disciple, and I will leave it to me to find Futian's yin-eating clan. Bar."

Nalan Chanyi listened to Wan Xiedao's mouth saying "Futian's yin-eating clan", turned her wonderful eyes and said: "You know the whereabouts of Futian's."

"I don't know." Taoist Wanxie pondered, and continued: "However, it is not difficult to cultivate my Way of Wanxie with your aptitude."

"You...you should go." Xiao Wenwen still said in Jiange Huo Ruins.

"She doesn't want...and I won't force her either." Taoist Wan Xie said, turned around and left.

"Wait..." Nalan Chanyi called out from behind.

"Oh, you can think about it. To cultivate the way of all evils, you need to fall into the cycle of nine evils and go through the soul devouring of all evils. And there is no balance between good and evil. If you practice the way of all evils, you will be hunted down by this so-called righteous way Maybe, your opponent will be him." Taoist Wan Xie pondered, biting the last word "he" quite hard.

Nalan Chanyi stared at Jiange Huo Ruins for a long time in a daze.The breeze swayed her blue hair and brushed the tip of her nose, and she said: "I wish..."

"Little friend, you heard that." Taoist Wan Xie said while looking at the Jiange Fire Ruins.

In the ruins of the Jiange fire, it was immersed in silence.The flames were brilliant and the night was silent, but the figure in the Jiange fire ruins was engraved in everyone's eyes.

"Chanyi, you don't owe Dieyi. It's not your debt, but mine." Xiao Wenwen said after a long pause.

"Ask, do you really think that I came to the Ten Thousand Seas Realm because of you?" Nalan Chanyi said, with a hint of ice in her eyes and a smile on her lips, and said, "Don't forget, Dieyi and I are sisters of the Nalan family."

After she finished speaking, she folded her hands and looked at Taoist Wan Xie and said, "Master, please accept Chanyi's bow."

Empress Chilian and Gu Jian Wuhen looked at Nalan Chanyi with a determined face, a dark streak crossed their faces, and they were all silent.

"Okay, this Tathagata sword... just needs someone to sacrifice the sword." Taoist Wan Xie said.

A light wind blew up, and Taoist Wanxie disappeared above the night sky with Nalan Chanyi.

"I'm afraid Li Tian will not be his opponent." Empress Chi Lian pondered.

"There is no fault in the way of heaven, but there is calamity in the way of immortality. This is her way, and it is also the destiny of the Ten Thousand Seas Region." Gu Jian Wuhen pondered.

There is no limit to the silent fire, and the flames flow into the sky.

Xiao Wenwen was still in the sword pavilion of the fire ruins, and that red shadow was in the fire ruins, glowing a little bit.

"He is refining Tathagata Sword Heart of Jiange, a biological character, he..." Gu Jian Wuhen said, hesitating to speak.

"Hmph, you want to take him in as an apprentice, why don't you weigh the weight of the Junlin Jiange." Empress Chilian said.

"Why should the Empress ridicule, if he is not in the Eight Dao Sect, I am afraid that the future troubles will be no less than Wan Xie Lao Dao and the devils after that." Gu Jian Wuhen said, his eyes were full of melancholy.

"You want to interrupt his refining method and let him die in the ruins of fire." Empress Chilian raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Didn't the empress often say that it is better to have broken jade than to be whole?" Gu Jian Wuhen replied.

"None of you can touch my husband." Miss Mu'er jumped out at once, holding Gu Jian Wuhen back with her open arms.

"Humph..." Gu Jian Wuhen said coldly, and sealed Miss Mu'er's meridians.

"Senior brother..." said the leader of the Baiyin trail.

"What's the matter, you have to stop me too." Gu Jian Wuhen looked at Daoist Baiyin.

"He...you can't kill him, and Tathagata Jianxin will never recognize you as master." The Taoist Baiyin said, looked at Gu Jian Wuhen and continued: "Brother, it's not like you haven't entered the Xingzi Sword Pavilion. "

The few people present listened to the words of Taoist Baiyin, and glanced at Gu Jian Wuhen, and they knew that there was something tricky in his heart.

"Senior brother, you are possessed." Said the little Taoist master Baiyin, pressing two fingers on Gu Jian Wuhen's brow.

The eyes of Gu Jian Wuhen, the master of the Jiange Pavilion in Junlin, hide a layer of red blood, which is a sign of being possessed.

The silver path was long pressed between Gu Jian Wuhen's brows, and there was a red ripple in Gu Jian Wuhen's eyes, which finally dissipated in the depths of the black pupils.

boom!

Gu Jian Wuhen fainted at the feet of Daoist Baiyin, and his whole body was shrouded in a trace of light blue aura.

"Unexpectedly, brother has been possessed by demons for nearly 500 years." The leader of the Baiyin trail murmured, and the light blue aura surrounding Gu Jian Wuhen became more and more intense.

"Third elders, take senior brother to Lincang Pavilion." Said Master Baiyin.

The three elders looked at each other and brought Gu Jian Wuhen to Lincang Pavilion.The Lincang Pavilion is the place of penance for the Junlin Jiange, which can only be released after retreating for thousands of years.

The position of the Pavilion Master of the Junlin Jiange has changed hands.

The sun and the moon turned around, and it was another ten days later.

"Ha..." Miss Mu'er yawned, sitting cross-legged in front of the fire ruins of the Jiange of Xingzi.The legs sitting cross-legged felt a little numb, so I stood up and stretched.

Dark clouds hit, and summer rain drenched.

"Hey. Such a heavy rain can't put out the fire." Miss Mu'er looked at the dark clouds in the sky.

A plain white paper umbrella was propped on top of her head, and Li Zhong was still standing behind Miss Mu'er.The torrential rain hit the paper umbrella, and Li Zhong stood half of his body outside the umbrella, letting the torrential rain fall.

"Idiot." Miss Mu'er said softly.

Li Zhong stood up with a slight smile, and the plain white paper umbrella was propped on top of Miss Mu'er's head, covering her entire body impartially.

"A fool, a fool." Chunchun looked at the two in the rain, and then at the little fox Kongkong, who was also drenched in the heavy rain.

"It's said to be as cunning as a fox, as treacherous as a fox. But Xiao Wenwen's pet fox at the stall is also a silly fox." The little black dragon said, holding a large paper umbrella, standing in front of the little fox Kong Kong .

The rain falls madly and urgently, and the rain takes a break.

With the scorching sun in the sky, Li Zhong put away the paper umbrella and watched Miss Mu'er stretch out her hands towards Jiange Huoxu.It was as if the Huo Ruins were being used as a stove, roasting the water marks on his clothes.

"You too." Miss Mu'er turned around and said.

She looked back and saw that Li Zhong's clothes, which were drenched just now, had already lost any trace of water, and he still stood calmly behind her.

After the water marks on his body were completely dry, and his palms were "burned" by Jiange Huo Ruins, he put away his hands.

"Refining Tathagata Sword Heart is not a matter of a few days." Taoist Baiyin said, holding a bag of candied lotus root in his hand.

"Li Ying's senior, but he likes this sweet and greasy thing." Miss Mu'er said, she reached out and took a piece.

"The wit and fun of this Junlin Jiange is related to this Tathagata Sword Heart." Li Zhong asked quietly.

"Well, the Sword Fair came to life thousands of years ago. Thousands of sword steles fell. At that time, there were countless people who were amazing and talented in the way of swordsmanship. If you understand a sword stele, you will become the first of ten thousand immortals. Most of the people who cultivate Taoism are suffering. , but the fallen ten thousand sword stele has become a shortcut for cultivators. One thought is a fairy, and the other is a madman." Said the Taoist leader Baiyin, his eyes glowed with the past.

"Back then, cultivators fought for a sword stele, and the killing ring was wide open, and the blood rained. The Eight Immortal Sects of the Ten Thousand Seas, Qi Li Junlin Jiange. Let the disciples of the sect be the gatekeepers, just to guard against other sects. Occupying Junlin Jiange as one's own, the two are to select disciples. With the comprehension of the stele, select disciples to start. And the three, few people know. It is the new word Jiange, not Jiange, but a prison. One thousand and three hundred years ago, a man of the evil way understood thirteen thousand sword steles and entered the Sword Pavilion of New Characters. He was also imprisoned by the Sword Pavilion of New Characters for 300 years. If Xiao Wendao hadn’t entered the Sword Pavilion of New Characters... He can't come out." Taoist Baiyin talked about the past, and then looked at the figure in the Jiange fire ruins.

"Then Tathagata Sword Heart was also descended from the sword market in this world?" Li Zhong asked.

"In the Jiange of Shengzi, there is only one sword stele, which is a fairy sword called the Tathagata Sword. In fact, when the sword market came to the world, there was a corpse, and there was half of the "Tathagata Sword Manual" on that corpse. Later, That corpse disappeared in the troubled times, and the half volume of the Tathagata Sword Manual is hidden under the Tathagata Sword." Said the Taoist leader Baiyin.

"Have you ever entered the Sword Pavilion of New Characters?" Li Zhong asked.

"Back then, Master died under that Tathagata sword. Moreover, he died in front of my senior brother and me. No one was wielding the sword, but he killed the master with a single sword. Senior brother, he couldn't forget it in his heart, so he entered the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi. I Feeling uneasy, I also followed my senior brother." Said the Taoist leader Baiyin.

"There is no one wielding a sword, so who killed your uncle?" Li Zhong asked calmly.

"Heh, who knows. Maybe it's the sword spirit in Tathagata's sword, or the person who controls the sword in the dark. My brother and I can't see it with our naked eyes..."

"That...isn't that the ghost of the nether world?" Miss Mu'er was startled when she heard the words of Taoist Baiyin.

Only the two brothers and sisters knew about the old events back then.Li Zhong also just asked casually, looking at the back of the leader of the Baiyin trail, he grew a lot taller.

call!call!call!

The flames of seven colors in Jiange Huo Ruins increased a bit, and the figure of Xiao Wendao sitting cross-legged in the Huo Ruins became more and more clear.

The sword intent is faint, and there is a faint sword intent floating in the entire Junlin Jiange.

Suddenly, in the Junlin Jiange with a radius of hundreds of feet, no less than ten thousand people sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and enlightening the Tao.

"They are..." Miss Mu'er asked.

I saw Li Zhong and Taoist Baiyin also sitting cross-legged on the spot, comprehending that ethereal sword intent.