Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Lin Chongyang doesn't care about what he thinks, he can turn a blind eye to it, and treat it like nothing happened for so many years, it is enough to see his attitude.

In his hand, this pen is easy to use and durable. After all, after using it for so many years, it still has some emotions. He is a nostalgic person.

As for those additional functions, they are not even as good as toys.

He can create life and bestow memory on his own, so why bother to borrow a pen.

"What are you going to do with me?"

The current Zhushizhimo couldn't use any power at all, he suddenly regretted that he shouldn't show up so early, but the aura emanating from the other party was too attractive to him, and he couldn't hold back for a while and showed his feet .

Even if he has been tossed around in the forces of the three religions, manipulated those inborn beings, and caused one tragedy after another, even with their blood, through baptism of his body, to continuously accumulate and strengthen his strength.

It's a pity that everything was already doomed, and he couldn't make a move to the opponent.

As a member of Confucianism, the other party still cherishes the brush and ink he usually uses. After a long time, the original hatred in his heart began to slowly deteriorate.

The point is, the other party not only knows his existence, but also knows his foundation. With the other party's character, maybe he will kill him directly...

"What do you expect me to do with you?"

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang stepped forward and approached the boy step by step.

"I... I can fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Even Zhu Shizhimo himself couldn't explain why he didn't choose to retreat, and just let the other party come forward by such a coincidence.

That fiery temperature can suppress his power to a great extent.

Oh, he's out of power, that's okay.

"Is it the prosperity I was looking forward to?"

An inexplicable expression flashed across the deep golden pupils, Lin Chongyang raised his right hand, and stroked the boy's head, telling the cruel reality in a cold voice:
"After following me for so many years, I have grown a lot, but you have to know that prosperity is not achieved by writing. If you can write it, what do you need a sword for?"

He sort of understood that this so-called Zhu Shizhi Mo was actually a young man with a slightly distorted personality, Mu Ci. Of course, his abilities were far worse than Mu Ci's.

However, ability can be cultivated. After so many years, he has written so much information, secrets, and classics, which will naturally subtly affect the soul in the pen.

That is to say, the other party has been with him for long enough, combined with Zu Denglong who was brainwashed by Bo Xun in the past, and counting it back, when the money fell into his hands, he hadn't been in the Three Teachings for too long, and Did not control any master.

His strength back then was average, he not only had a brain full of whimsical ideas, but also possessed a lot of secrets, so it was normal for him to be found.

Although he didn't discover it at the beginning, because of the special nature of his own martial arts, after the two parties came into contact, Zhu Shimo, who had not yet grown up, was directly suppressed.

After he smelted it to replace the Hellbird, he discovered its existence immediately, but at that time he didn't care about it, and kept it as a toy all the time.

After all, after using a pen for a long time, I have already gotten used to it.

Now that the other party took the initiative to break the tacit understanding that never existed, Lin Chongyang could no longer turn a blind eye to it, and had to do something.

Obviously, no matter how you look at it, the only advantage left is that the pen is really easy to use.

Feeling the warmth coming from the warm hand on his head, Zhu Shizhimo's mood began to become complicated. This was the first time the two had contact in this way.

Deep in his heart, he was greedy and longing for this warmth.

As if he had already understood his end, he closed his eyes, and did not make any fearless struggles, enjoying the hard-won, unobtainable warmth.

Suddenly, the phantom of the Hellbird appeared from behind Lin Chongyang, accompanied by a light press of his right hand.

The space shattered like a mirror, and the scene returned to the Temple of Heart. The expression of the person standing still did not change at all. He raised his hand to wash the brush and hung it back on the pen holder, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

In his mind, no matter whether it is his junior or younger brother, or everyone around him, they are all unique existences, and there is no need for an inferior imitation.

From the moment Zhu Shizhimo chose to take the lead, there was only one ending to greet him, and that was death.

Lin Chongyang is nostalgic, but he has used this pen all these years, not the soul in the pen. Although it seems that this thing is not easy to kill in his memory, it does not mean that he has no means to solve it completely.

Baqi evil god and God of Destruction are not easy to kill, but they are not killed by the order of heaven. Whether it is difficult to kill or immortal, it is only a relative term.

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On the other hand, the very monarch and Jun Fengtian can barely be called having a happy conversation.

Regarding Yu Lijing's life experience, what Lin Chongyang did not say, Fei Jun also completed it from Jun Fengtian.

In the Battle of Blood River that year, Yuxiao died because of the plan of the ghost unicorn, and the young Yulijing was greatly stimulated by this.

In order for Yu Lijing to grow up healthily, Jun Fengtian sealed the related memory, named it Yu's surname, and sent it to a family at the foot of Defeng Ancient Road Mountain to be raised.

After that, Jun Fengtian joined Defeng Gudao, and Yulijing also followed in his footsteps when he grew up, and came to Confucianism.

Others did not know about their relationship, and the two never mentioned this relationship. Even after Jun Fengtian took office in Haozheng Wudao, the two only met each other during lectures.

Mr. Fei is noncommittal about this. Given the current status of the two, it is indeed not appropriate to have too many personal relationships. This is probably a good thing for Yu Lijing.

Thinking back to the past years, after Suiyuan worshiped the master as his master, he was treated coldly by some of his fellow disciples. After all, he was mediocre, but he was able to be trusted by the respected teachers of Fa and Confucianism. In the eyes of some people, this in itself was a kind of fault.

Fortunately, with Xia Chenglin's comprehensive help, some unnecessary incidents were avoided. Later, with the joint efforts of Yun Wanggui and others, the incident was successfully exposed.

As for acknowledging Sui Yuan's ability, such people have their own, but they are a minority after all. For many people, acknowledging that others are strong makes them more uncomfortable than acknowledging their own lack of ability.

Apart from good talent, Jade Li Jing doesn't have much achievements. Seniors like them just need to know about these things. If it spreads to other people's ears, it will only add some unnecessary troubles.

Regarding Fei Jun's proposal, Jun Fengtian respected Yu Lijing's own decision, which also meant that he agreed.

After all, Yu Lijing's situation is too special, if he can solve the hidden danger earlier, his future growth will be smoother.

Confucianism is different from other places. Even if there are thoughts passed down by Lin Chongyang in Defeng Gudao, people's hearts are the most difficult to measure. Once Yu Lijing's identity explodes one day, the things involved will be very troublesome.

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