The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 159 Dao Jianxian

Shen Youzhi came back, back to his small courtyard.

Because someone here is waiting for him.

"Come back, why have you been away for so long?"

Gongsun Lan looked at the dusty Shen Youzhi and asked with concern.

It has been more than three months since Shen Youzhi left, this is the first time he has been away for such a long time.

And Lu Xiaofeng, who went to Rahasu with him, had already returned two months ago.

"There was a small episode, and I wanted to help a friend fulfill his wish." Shen Youzhi replied.

"Friend?" Gongsun Lan said with a smile, "You mean Jade Rakshasa?"

Shen Youzhi was a little surprised, and asked, "How do you know?"

Not many people knew about his battle with Yu Luosha, but how did Gongsun Lan know about it when he was thousands of miles away?

Gongsun Lan smiled lightly, and replied: "You don't know yet, the deeds of you 'conquering demons with the Dao sword' in Lahasu have been spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

Now everyone calls you 'Daojian Xian'! "

The Western Devil's Cult has had many conflicts with the various factions in the Central Plains, and has always tried in vain to get involved in the Central Plains, and the demons swallowed up the world. In history, they have beaten the various factions in the Central Plains to their vitality many times.

Therefore, the attitudes of the sects in the Central Plains towards the Demon Cult have always been unfavorable. If the Demon Cult hadn't been entrenched in the bitter cold of Kunlun Mountains, a war would have broken out between the two sides.

Although their power is currently weak and not enough to cause a catastrophe, there are many small tricks in the dark.

Now that Shen Youzhi's sword beheaded Jade Rakshasa, it naturally boosted the morale of the Central Plains, and those who do good things have to brag about it.

"Who spread the word?" Shen Youzhi was a little confused.

"Who knows?" Gongsun Lan shook her head and said, "Jianghu is like a leaky room, news spreads faster than anything else."

Three months is enough time for any piece of news to spread throughout the Jianghu.

"Jianghu" is just like its name, like an unfathomable big lake, no matter how small a stone falls into the lake, the ripples it arouses are enough to spread across the entire lake.

Shen Youzhi didn't bother to pursue these trifles anymore, he had been on the road for three months and rarely had a peaceful time, now he just wanted to have a good sleep.

in a few days

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou came to Shen Youzhi's courtyard together.

Shen Youzhi sat down with them at the stone table in the courtyard.

Gongsun Lan prepared tea for several people.

"It's only been a few days since I came back. If you come with trouble, don't tell me."

Shen Youzhi didn't wait for Lu Xiaofeng to speak, but said in advance.

He knew that Lu Xiaofeng was born with the word "trouble".

"This time, although I brought 'trouble', it's not mine." Lu Xiaofeng replied, "It's yours."

"Me?" Shen Youzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "What trouble do I have?"

"Ximen Chuuxue." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"Has he found Jian Xin?" Shen Youzhi asked.

"Not yet." Hua Manlou sighed, "But I guess it will be soon, because Sun Xiuqing left and took his child with him."

He and Ximen Chuuxue are not very familiar, at most they can only be regarded as half friends, and more than half of this half is because they have a mutual friend.

But he couldn't help sighing.

No matter who it is, hearing this scene of separation of husband and wife, flesh and blood, sympathy and regret will inevitably arise in their hearts.

Hearing this, Shen Youzhi sighed slightly.

Although he knew that such a day would come, he still couldn't help feeling sorry for Ximen Chuuxue, Sun Xiuqing, and their newborn child.

If a person becomes the wife of a sword, then she is doomed to be lonely.

If a person is born as a child of a sword, then he is doomed to misfortune.

Sun Xiuqing undoubtedly loves Ximen Chuuxue, and loves to the extreme, and can even dedicate everything to him.

Therefore, in order to fulfill Ximen Chuuxue and the one she loves, she had to leave with her child.

Love is never possession, not demand, love is fulfillment.

Sun Xiuqing helped Ximen Chuuxue, but left all the misfortunes to herself.

This kind of selfless love is undoubtedly great.

"I can see your sympathy and regret." Lu Xiaofeng said suddenly, "But I can also see your joy."

Sympathy and joy appear in one person at the same time, which is really rare.

But Lu Xiaofeng clearly felt these two incompatible emotions from Shen Youzhi.

"I feel sad for losing a friend." Shen Youzhi replied, "At the same time, I am happy for gaining an opponent."

My friend, of course I was referring to Ximen Chuuxue.

The opponent, of course, refers to the ruthless sword.

That is a sword that does not belong to mortals, it is a sword of God.

Friendship, love, family affection, weakness, fear, resentment, any mortal nature will weaken that sword, and only the ruthless divinity can use that kind of swordsmanship.

What's interesting is that people in the world call Ximen Chuuxue the "Sword God" and Shen Youzhi the "Dao Sword Immortal". This god seems to no longer belong to the world.

But the two are completely different.

Although people in the world always talk about "immortals" and "immortals", it seems that the two are not different, but in everyone's intuitive impression, "gods" and "immortals" are not the same existence.

God seems to be born to be God, born to be ruthless.

Immortals come from mortals who practice Taoism, and are synonymous with freedom and ease.

If there must be a competition between "god" and "immortal", who will be the final winner?

Now, many people in Jianghu are already looking forward to this battle of gods.

"Not only you lost a friend, but I too." Lu Xiaofeng said with a wry smile: "If a person's swordsmanship is supernatural, he will never be a mortal."

A sword that loses all mortal nature will naturally no longer be friends with mortals.

And Lu Xiaofeng is undoubtedly a mortal, a mortal with desires, joys, and sorrows.

For a while, the atmosphere became a little sad.

Even the always optimistic Lu Xiaofeng began to feel melancholy, who else could remain optimistic?
"This is the end of the matter, let's take it easy." Hua Manlou comforted, "This is Ximen Chuuxue's own choice. From the time he chose this path, he was doomed to this day."

At any time, he can always say comforting words, which seems to be his natural endowment, just like the spring breeze is born to soothe people's hearts.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, although he was sad about this, but right now he was more worried about another matter.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Shen Youzhi with a serious expression, and asked, "What about you? Has your swordsmanship reached the fourth level of extreme expression?"

If the loss of a friend is irretrievable, is it possible not to lose another friend?

Lu Xiaofeng remembered that before Liu Mengxun's decisive battle with Ye Gucheng, he also asked the same question.

At that time, the other party just laughed without saying a word.

But now, he desperately wants to know a definite answer.

"Yes." Shen Youzhi looked at Lu Xiaofeng and replied affirmatively.

When he turned the wind and snow into a sword and pierced Yu Luocha's magic sword, he had already stepped into the extreme state of "extremely hidden intention".

"Both in the fourth realm, who of you can win?" Lu Xiaofeng asked again.

"Maybe it's him, maybe it's me, maybe both of us will die." Shen Youzhi replied.

They both share the same extreme Tibetan meaning, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, it just depends on whether Ximen Chuuxue's divinity is purer, or Shen Youzhi's Taoist heart is stronger.

Shen Youzhi's words added a bit of heaviness to the already sad atmosphere.

Because the unknown and uncertain are always the most tormenting.

"At least we can still sit and drink tea together now, isn't this a kind of luck?"

Hua Manlou was the first to break the silence.

"That's right." Shen Youzhi nodded and said, "No one can say what will happen in the future, worrying is futile."

there's always a solution to any problem.

The future is uncertain. Instead of thinking too much and increasing anxiety, it is better to grasp the present moment in a down-to-earth manner.

"Come on, I'll give you a toast with tea instead of wine."

After Shen Youzhi finished speaking, he raised his teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou also opened their hearts and drank the tea in their cups.

(End of this chapter)