You have become an immortal, you tell me that you are a villain?

Chapter 8
"Ah this."

The Great Elder was speechless for a moment. Although his disciple was born with a Hunyuan Sword Body, all the sword moves he practiced were already formed. If he was asked to modify the master's sword method halfway, he would probably go too far with his swordsmanship and become a devil.

Fang Han continued: "Those disciples below you all have the common people in the world at heart, and most of their daily actions are chivalrous. I don't object to whatever they do, but..."

Fang Han slowly walked down from the front of the palace, stood beside the two heads, put his hands on their shoulders, and said slowly: "I have founded the Shenxiao Dao Palace for thousands of years, and you two have always followed me. You should know, after thinking about it, that the path I have cultivated has never been the right way of swordsmanship. How can you disciples who talk about the suffering in the world every day carry out the true inheritance of me?!"

The last sentence he said was sonorous and powerful, but it only existed in the consciousness of the two elders.

The two of them swallowed in unison, their backs already wet with cold sweat.

That's right, they will not forget that the Shenxiao Dao Palace was built on the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood. The three of them eradicated all the righteous forces within a million miles a thousand years ago, and then the Shenxiao Dao Palace was established. He was able to gain a firm foothold and gradually became the model of righteousness he is today.

Only the two old men in their sect and the other older generation monks who had survived the turmoil knew this.

Shenxiao Dao Palace is now cleansed, and so are their two elders, but the path the leader has taken has never changed, and he himself does not bother to make changes.

His swordsmanship is to use all possible means to become stronger. It is a self-serving sword that goes against the law of heaven.

There is indeed no disciple within the sect who can match him.

Fang Hanyu waved her hand and said: "Okay, if you have nothing to do, don't disturb me. Come and call me again during the three-day assessment."

The disciples in the main hall simultaneously raised their hands and said, "I will obey the order of the master."

After everyone left, Fang Han smiled.

In fact, he can teach anyone, and there are many extremely talented disciples in his sect. However, what he is looking for is not ordinary geniuses, but geniuses who can compete with the children of the plane.

The children of the plane grow at an extremely terrifying rate, and they are always surrounded by opportunities.

In the world of three thousand avenues, Ye Tian should not be the only son of a plane.

He needs to find an opportunity to break through from Konglun to Taixu. He has no time to worry about Ye Tian. The only one who can deal with the children of the plane is the son of the plane. He needs to find someone who is also blessed with great luck to become his true successor and give him some pointers. Then he made him absolutely loyal to him, and then he would have the means to confront Ye Tian.

And he no longer needs to be distracted by the affairs of the children of the plane.

One day later, the next thousand worlds, the Dragon Picture World.

In a thatched hut, Ye Tian woke up leisurely.

He touched his neck and found a bandage wrapped around it.

The moment he woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, and his chest was surrounded by annoyance.

"Master. I'm sorry. Master, it's all my fault! It's all my fault!! If I wasn't so impulsive, you wouldn't be."

He touched the broken black iron ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and scenes from the past kept reappearing in front of his eyes——

"Ye Tian, ​​I will only demonstrate this Heaven-Opening Sword Technique once, so please keep an eye on it."

"Ye Tian! Watching a beautiful woman take a bath and not calling her a teacher!"

"What a good boy, you can actually practice faster than my teacher. Haha~, you are really better than your master. Your achievements in the future will definitely be higher than those of my teacher!"

"Ye Tian, ​​you have to remember that we, sword cultivators, should draw our swords when encountering injustice in the world!"

"Ye Tian, ​​if one day my master is gone" "Ye Tian."

Now, the appearance is no longer there, and the past has completely become a memory.

The regret in Ye Tian's chest gradually turned into anger. He clenched his fists tightly, with only hatred in his eyes.

"Yesterday's shame, I, Ye Tian, ​​will repay you a hundred times! Shenxiao Taoist Palace, I will definitely expose your ugliness and darkness to the monks all over the world!"

"Fang Han! I, Ye Tian, ​​swear that I will kill you!!!!"

Ye Tian gritted his back molars tightly, clenched his fists, and dug his nails deeply into the flesh of his palms.

After a few breaths, Ye Tian slowly released his palm. After his mood calmed down, he began to recall everything that happened yesterday.

When Fang Han was about to kill him, it seemed that a powerful person from the upper world rescued him. However, the powerful person did not reveal his identity, but threw him into a hay shed in an unknown world. among.

When the master was seduced by the ferryman on the boat, he once said something, telling him to look for the three-life resurrection grass. That thing could help the master regain the memory of his previous life.

But, where to find this Three-Life Restoration Grass?

Judging from the name, it should be some kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure, but he has never heard of it before. It should be something that is not accessible to people with a cultivation level of Tianquan.

Suddenly, Ye Tian suddenly recalled that his childhood sweetheart Di Tianxue seemed to come from a thousand layers of worlds. If he could find her, he might be able to find out the news about the Three Life Restoration Grass.

However, with his cultivation in the Heavenly Quan Realm, he cannot even break through the first layer of the world, so how can he resist a thousand layers of the world?

Just when Ye Tian was anxious about this matter, the voice of heaven suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Congratulations to Master Tinghan for being promoted to Kong Chakra."

"Haha~, I'm afraid our work in the past 100 years has been in vain. Fellow Daoist Fang, please go to the empty wheel realm to explore the way for us. We will come back to you in the next 100 years!"

The scope of the next thousand worlds is extremely vast, and it will take at least two days for sound transmission from all realms to reach the entire world.

The message Ye Tian heard now came from a day ago.

Fang Han has actually been promoted to the empty wheel?
So, is the girl who was in the tavern that day still dead?

In the end, he couldn't save her
Kong Lun is a powerful person at the level of overlord in the world of Dao, and there is a huge gap between his cultivation level and his own.

For a moment, Ye Tian actually felt a little helpless and confused.

"Brother Ye Tian!" Suddenly, a familiar voice from Ye Tian came from outside the thatched house. His eyes suddenly lit up and he rushed out of the thatched house with excitement.

"Cher!"

The woman standing outside the thatched cottage looked like a fairy. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was dressed in purple clothes that were fluttering in the wind. Her waist was as thin as a willow, her shoulders were cut into pieces, and her face was as beautiful as ordinary people. At this time, she had a smile on her lips. He was opening his arms as if waiting for a hug from the person in front of him.

This person is Ye Tian's childhood sweetheart Di Tianxue, who suddenly left him for unknown reasons.

Ye Tian was at a low point in his life. At this time, it could be said that he urgently needed comfort from others.

(End of this chapter)