That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1221 The truth is in the mouth and the sword

Weichen was silent for a moment after hearing the words, and said: "Speaking of this, there is nothing to say between you and me. Everyone has their own reasons, and no one can stand firm on the righteousness." .”

Xu Beiyou smiled, "Great justice never lies in the words between you and me, nor in the size of a fist, but in the emperor's queen, and in the mouths of all the common people in the world."

Weichen didn't retort, and said: "It's true that righteousness is true, but personal hatred is useless. I am not a Daoist Daoist today, I am just a father, a husband, for my son, and for my wife. statement."

Xu Beiyou said: "There is reason for righteousness, but there is no reason for personal enmity. No matter whether Xu is doing it for righteousness or not, Fu Zhongtian is dead after all. If Xu dies, he has made an enmity with Dazheng. Private enmity, revenge with enmity, revenge with grievances, this is a natural principle."

Weichen said: "Before I came here, I had a special understanding of your deeds and past. Although you are from the Sword Sect, you don't behave like a member of the Sword Sect, but more like a Confucian child. You must pay attention to everything. Rules and principles, I think that the biggest thing in the world is not force, but rules and principles, which really suits my appetite. If it weren't for the current situation, I might be able to form a friendship with you."

Xu Beiyou said: "Mr. Xu thanked Dazheng for his love. If there was no matter about Fu Zhongtian, the younger generation would also be willing to make friends with such a virtuous person as the senior. But Fu Zhongtian took the way of death on his own. If Fu Zhongtian did not betray the Daqi court, even two If he doesn't want to help, or resigns from office openly, and returns to the Taoist sect, Xu will not do anything to him. , He has failed the Empress Dowager Lin's intention of cultivation. In theory, he is an act of disloyalty and injustice. In theory, this is an act of treason. Since the real person also agrees with the rules and principles that Xu said, he should know that this matter is unreasonable."

Weichen said: "As far as axioms are concerned, I really have nothing to say, but as far as personal principles are concerned, I have to say and discuss."

Xu Beiyou nodded, then patted Zhu Xian on his waist, and said with a smile: "The truth is in the mouth, the truth is in the heart, and the 'reason' is also in my waist."

Mote no longer speaks.

He went down the mountain this time with only one purpose, to avenge his son. After all, his own opportunity to ascend to heaven has been cut off, and his life essence has suffered a serious loss. The end of his life is just a matter of the past few years. The only son who inherited the incense has also died. Undoubtedly, it broke his last thought.

As Weichen himself said, if he still has hope of ascension, his son will die as well. After all, he has been able to prove longevity, so why should he pass on incense to his heirs, and gamble his chance of ascension for a son who is already dead? Not worth it.But if the chance of ascension is cut off, the son will be required to inherit the incense. This is why the two of them had to have a son when Jiazi was old, just to prevent the future.

The result is that both of them are broken now, and his life is not long. Instead of dying, it is better to use the cultivation base obtained from this body of hard work for practical purposes.

So he and Yuchen came here.

He didn't dare to hope that he could kill Xu Beiyou by himself, but only hoped that he could leave Xu Beiyou with enough injuries, so that someone would help them fulfill their unfulfilled last wish in the future.

Mochen, whose sleeves were fluttering, waved his sleeves, and a huge golden palm suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and fell towards Xu Beiyou with a bang.

Xu Beiyou didn't dodge or dodge, he let the palm the size of a small mountain hit his body, and then the huge golden palm transformed by the air mechanism shattered inch by inch, and Xu Beiyou reappeared in Mochen's field of vision.

Weichen looked at the white light surrounding Xu Beiyou's body, and suddenly said: "It turns out that it is the body of the big treasure bottle of Buddhism, perfect and flawless, as if the bottle does not leak, it is worthy of being a person who can fight against Qiuye."

Between the words, another big golden hand appeared out of thin air, grabbing Xu Beiyou's waist, trying to grab him alive.

But this time, Xu Beiyou was no longer indifferent at last, Zhu Xian, who was hanging around his waist, suddenly burst into sword aura, and cut off the big golden hand from it.

Ever since Xu Beiyou got the opportunity of the Tianmen, his realm has grown rapidly, and he no longer has to deliberately close the scabbard to cultivate sword intent. Now he has nothing else in his body, just one person and one sword.

It's just that people are the great sword immortals who are at the peak of the [-]th floor and are expected to be above the [-]th floor.

This kind of one person, one sword is a well-deserved rampage in the world.

From the beginning to the end, Xu Beiyou just stood by the sword, did not hold the sword, and did not draw the sword. Knowing that it would be futile to try again, Weichen simply rolled up his sleeves, and above the sea of ​​clouds, two huge tornadoes emerged out of thin air. , Connecting the sky and the earth, as if two evil dragons are tossing the river and the sea, causing disaster to the world.

Xu Beiyou looked at the scene in front of him, said "yes", and finally stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Xian's sword hilt at his waist.

For a sword cultivator, whether or not he has a sword in his hand makes a huge difference.

For Xu Beiyou, holding a sword or not is also a world of difference.

Xu Beiyou, who was originally full of immortal Buddha spirit, was said by Weichen to be more like a Confucian student, after holding the sword, his whole aura suddenly changed.

Fierce, upright, murderous, domineering, without leaving room.

This is the sword cultivator.

No matter how Xu Beiyou talks about the rules and principles, in the final analysis, he is still a swordsman, and all his rules and principles will eventually fall on his sword.

Mochen pushed forward with both palms.

The two tornadoes moved with a bang.

One left and one right, flanking Xu Beiyou who was in the middle.

Xu Beiyou finally drew his sword, Zhu Xian touched him lightly, and the edge of the sword drew a semicircle.

Sword two, the prescription circle does not move.

Under a sword, the smoke disappeared.

The means of an earth immortal on the eighteenth floor just dissipated into nothingness, and even the last ripples disappeared completely.

Weichen flicked his sleeves, strode forward, and said loudly: "Good method!"

Then it was smashed down with one sleeve.

Xu Beiyou frowned slightly, holding the horizontal sword in front of him.

When the two collided, Xu Beiyou couldn't bear the tremendous gravity contained between the sleeves, and he had to drift back a distance of more than ten feet until the strength was completely dissipated before he was able to stand upright again.

Xu Beiyou was not in a hurry to fight back, and said softly: "The Qiankun sleeve, the Qiankun is hidden in the sleeve, under the weight of a small thousand world, even the most powerful eighteenth-floor martial artist may not be able to fully carry it."

Wei Chen glanced at Zhu Xian in the young man's hand, and said calmly: "But you just took it down? I'm afraid the warriors of the eighteenth floor are not your opponents."

Xu Beiyou's face was calm, neither happy nor sad, and he didn't answer.

Weichen continued: "However, it is very difficult for you to beat me unscathed, or even kill me."

(End of this chapter)