The Merry Demon

() "The north wind is turbulent, the night is still young, your shadow keeps cutting."

"Father, I seem to understand how you felt when you said this sentence..."

A ray of morning light fell on Liu Mu's head, making his white hair more conspicuous.

Liu Mu, who just turned [-] month later, already has gray hair.

"Father, you said you would come back after ten years at the most..." Liu Mu said with a lonely face, "Now, 12 years have passed."

"You said you would bring your mother and come back to me..."

Even though the current Liu Mu has already died, his longing for his father has not diminished because of this.Mature doesn't mean ruthless.

Standing on the top of the hill, Liu Mu stared blankly at the burning sky in the east.

"Hehe...Father, you must never have imagined what happened to Mu'er these years..." The corner of Liu Mu's mouth suddenly raised a self-deprecating arc.

"Your talent, even I am ashamed of myself. One day, you will be able to become a strong man overlooking the world."

In Liu Mu's ears, his father's words were still lingering.

He practiced at the age of six, became a warrior at the age of seven, was promoted to be a martial artist at the age of eight, became a real warrior at the age of ten, and became a martial artist at the age of 12.It sounds like a fantasy.But this was Liu Mu's experience before he was 12 years old.

But after 12 years old, Liu Mu got a strange disease.

Not only is his cultivation gradually declining, but his vitality is inexplicably overdrawn.

Liu Mu has a feeling, or a realization, that he will not live for three years at most.

"Father, Mu'er really misses you...I also miss my mother whom I have never met..." For 12 years, Liu Mu, who has never shed tears, suddenly got wet at the corners of his eyes, shining brightly in the morning sun .

"Mu'er, I can see you again in my lifetime...Father..."

Cultivation has become a luxury for Liu Mu now.The reason why he got up so early was not for cultivation, but for exercising his body, hoping to live longer because of it.

After putting away the sadness in his heart, Liu Mu started a set of boxing techniques on the hill.

At first glance, this boxing method is like a child's play house, extremely slow.Of course, the movements are still very beautiful, with a somewhat flowing feeling.

This set of boxing techniques is not a spiritual skill, let alone a spiritual formula.However, in terms of physical fitness, it has unexpected effects.

"Father is always so amazing..." Liu Mu sincerely admired his father: "In these years, if I hadn't insisted on practicing the Taijiquan taught by my father every day, maybe I wouldn't be alive at all.

As he grew older, Liu Mu felt more and more that his father was full of mystery.

"Even my father's name is so magical..." Thinking of his father's name, a strange emotion flashed in Liu Mu's eyes, "Liu Weilun... this name seems to be made up of three random words, but it makes people It feels special and nice to hear.”

"Furthermore, my father often speaks eloquently!" Liu Mu also admired his father's literary background, "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. Laughing and cursing are all articles. Good and evil are all in one thought. All living beings are equal..."

"These golden sentences, which are unheard of but wise and famous, all came from my father..."

"Especially that sentence..." Thinking of this, Liu Mu couldn't help showing a funny look, "The water is clear and there are no fish, and people are cheap and invincible...Father, in Mu'er's impression, you have always looked like I am invincible... "

"Because you're cheap enough? Haha..." Liu Mu suddenly laughed.

After practicing Tai Chi, Liu Mu played with a wooden sword.

This wooden sword has a very nice name, it's called Qingmu Sword.

Liu Mu's father, Liu Weilun, made it himself.

The size of the green wood sword is no different from that of ordinary long swords, and its weight is very light, not even one or two weights. Even children of three or four years old can use it as a toy.

Liu Mu's two fingers wiped the sword body, and it seemed as if he could hear the trembling sound of the wooden sword coming from his ears.

"call out!"

Liu Mu suddenly swiped the wooden sword, and a sword energy that was difficult to catch with the naked eye surged out, and a cloud of dust was rolled up in an instant.

There was no surprise in Liu Mu's eyes, with a normal look, as if he had long been used to the power of the Aoki Sword.

"How many mysteries exist in my father..." Liu Mu watched his father make the green wood sword when he was five years old.

At first, Liu Mu thought it was just an ordinary soldier.

But as the cultivation base improves, the power of the green wood sword also increases.Liu Mu thought it was a spiritual weapon again.

But when he was promoted to a spiritual warrior, the green wood sword was in his hands again, displaying the power of a divine weapon.

The levels of spiritual weapons are divided into: ordinary soldiers, spiritual weapons, divine weapons, and heavenly weapons.

Liu Mu's current cultivation base has retreated to the level of a warrior.With the green wood sword in his hands, it can only display the power of ordinary soldiers.Of course Liu Mu would no longer think that the Aoki Sword is just an ordinary soldier.

With Liu Mu's current cultivation base, if he strikes with all his strength, he can still barely display the power of a spirit weapon.The disadvantage is that after sending out this blow, it will be weak.

Wait for the sun to fully emerge from the eastern sky, after showing a head.Liu Mu had already got up and walked towards the mountain gate of Jingyoumen.

Liu Mu guessed in his heart that his father's identity was not ordinary, maybe he was not necessarily a big shot.

Before he left, he fostered Liu Mu in Jingyoumen.It's foster care, not worshiping in the quiet pylorus.

However, Liu Mu enjoys far more benefits than the outer disciples, and is exactly the same as the inner disciples.

Liu Weilun was very thoughtful about Liu Mu, he worried that if he left for too long, Jingyoumen would take less and less care of Liu Mu.I don't know what method was used, but the elder of Jingyoumen betrothed his daughter to Liu Mu.

Since suffering from a strange disease, Liu Mu has become introverted and doesn't like to appear in crowds.But today, Liu Mu's father-in-law insisted that Liu Mu must attend.

Politicians who have lost power, nobles who have fallen, and geniuses who have fallen...all easily become the laughing stock of others.

Sure enough, the appearance of Liu Mu immediately attracted countless eyes.

Liu Mu sighed secretly. These people looked like him, either gloating or mocking.

Liu Mu is not a narrow-minded person either. He glanced around and found the figure of the Great Elder Shu Tianhe, then walked towards him.

"Grand Elder, did something important happen? Such a big battle." Liu Mu was not at all cautious in front of Shu Tianhe, and his words were very casual.

"You don't know?" Shu Tianhe glanced at Liu Mu in surprise, and then said: "The demon hunting team returned triumphantly from the northwest today."

Demon hunting team?

Hearing the demon hunting team, Liu Mu felt slightly disgusted, but there was still a smile on his face, "This time is that unlucky guy discovered again?"

"Blood Evil Sect? Eternal Demon Sect? Ming Cult?"

A hundred years ago, the Demon Gate fought against the Righteous Way, and ended in the defeat of the Demon Gate.

Since then, the Demon Sect has become a place where everyone shouts and kills in the land of Yanshan.

As long as there is a trace of the demon sect in a certain place, the seven decent sects headed by the Yunxia sect will lead their disciples to punish them.

Liu Mu couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with his father when he was a child.

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"Son, people in the Demon Sect may not all be murderers and arsonists, doing all kinds of evil."

"People of the righteous way are not all compassionate and merciful."

Liu Mu asked with a puffy face, "Then what do they say, the devil eats human flesh and drinks human blood?"

"Hey, this is brainwashing you." Liu Weilun told Liu Mu, "Justice and devil are like two countries. Once there is a conflict of interests, there will be a war. Whoever wins will be the boss."

"The defeated party will of course be accused by the victor of becoming a demon."

"It's been nearly a hundred years since the battle between righteousness and evil. These days are enough for the victors to criticize with words and pens, and to shape the loser into an evil spirit."

Seeing that Liu Mu seemed to understand, Liu Weilun said again: "Have you ever seen a devil eat human flesh and drink human blood? In fact, not only have you never seen it, even the person who told you these words has never seen it before." .”

"This is brainwashing. The winner will tell you that those people are villains and monsters since you were very young. This is not an exaggeration. When the circumstances are serious, they will directly position those people as anti-human dross."

"What you see in the book, what you hear with your ears, or what you see with your eyes may not be the truth. Right and wrong, right and wrong, you have to judge with your own heart."

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"It's the remnants of the Ming Cult." A solemn look appeared on Da Chang's face, "Ming Cult has been painstakingly operating in the northwest region for decades."

It's no wonder that Shu Tianhe's face is so solemn. During the heyday of Mingjiao, even Jingyoumen had to avoid it.

"Even so, you don't need to greet him in person?" Liu Mu said in a funny tone.

"Fuck you." The Great Elder scolded with a smile: "Which dog eyes do you see that I am old?"

Although Shu Tianhe is over 50 years old, he has a strong body and has already reached the level of Emperor Warrior. He looks only in his 30s.

"Ding Zihang has made great contributions in this demon hunting operation. The brother in charge is still in retreat, so I will greet him personally." The Great Elder explained.

Ding Zihang?

Liu Mu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Ding Zihang is No.1 among the junior outer disciples, only a few months older than Liu Mu, he is already a real martial artist.It is said that this kid is only one step away from being a spiritual warrior.

The two of them had no intersection, but Ding Zihang liked Liu Mu's fiancée Shu Yunling.

Ding Zihang is domineering and domineering, bullying the weak, he was never liked by others, including Shu Yunling.

After repeated courtships failed, Ding Zihang hated Liu Mu.If he hadn't made a marriage contract with Yun Ling, I would have embraced the beauty long ago.

In the early days, Ding Zihang couldn't beat Liu Mu, and he would learn to be patient.Later, after Liu Mu suffered from a strange disease, he began to ridicule and sneer at him.

"What great contribution?" Liu Mu had a bad feeling in his heart.

The Great Elder was usually busy practicing, so he didn't know the grievances among the juniors, so he said: "Speaking of which, Ding Zihang is also a man of great luck."

"During this demon hunting operation, he actually saved the son of a peak master of the Yunxia Sect, and was rewarded with a spirit weapon of the spirit level."

The Great Elder's tone was quite envious. You must know that there are not many spirit weapons at the level of Lingbing in the entire Jingyou Gate.

"That's it?" Liu Mu was still puzzled.

Yunxia Sect is the largest sect in Yanshan Dadi, including Jingyoumen, all sects in Yanshan Dadi have a vassal relationship with Yunxia Sect.

The son of a peak master of Yunxia Sect, his status is even more noble than the sons of most sect leaders.

But that's all, it's not worthwhile for the Great Elder to welcome Ding Zihang in person.

"Of course it's more than that." Shu Tianhe said: "Ding Zihang also beheaded a Mingjiao spiritual warrior."

Overkill?

Liu Mu couldn't help but look solemn.

Try to imagine a five or six-year-old kid single-handedly killing an able-bodied adult.You know how far-fetched this matter is.

However, it is a firm fact.

In his heyday, Liu Mu was able to leapfrog against the enemy, but facing the enemy and killing the enemy were fundamentally two different things.

From a distance, a team appeared in Liu Mu's sight.

There are a total of 12 people in this team, and the leader must be a young man dressed in white, personable and imposing.

The youth is none other than today's protagonist, Ding Zihang.