Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Jiang Chen did not take the official road. The official road is now the road taken by the Tiance army to withdraw. The two sides have just fought once, and both sides are injured. There will be no major war that will change the situation in the short term.

When Li Chengen returns to Chang'an, although Li Longji cannot help blaming him for this defeat, he will not easily sacrifice the Tiance army, which is half court and half martial arts, and most of them are relatives of the Li Tang emperor, in the remote place of the Evil Valley. As for the other troops, as long as Li Longji is clear-headed, he should know that the elite Tiance who have practiced martial arts for many years have suffered losses this time, and other ordinary troops cannot be used to deal with the Evil Valley full of martial arts people.

As for them to completely abandon their prejudices and come here again, it must be three to five years later.

Leaving along the Sansheng Road of the Evil Valley, the weather gradually turned cold. The cold snow fell on his body, and Jiang Chen walked along the cliff without leaving any footprints, and there was no trace of snow.

In such a world, people seem to become insignificant.

Even if the free sky seems to be within reach.

But it is ultimately out of reach.

Why should people yearn for the clarity of the sky.

People just need to step on the filth of this land.

He couldn't count how many times he had seen such vast, clean snow.

The brown rocks on the road have gradually turned white. When Jiang Chen passed the sentry post of the Evil Valley, the people patrolling back and forth only felt a cool breeze on their heads, but did not find anything unusual.

After leaving the valley, there was a snow bamboo forest.

He passed through the snowy forest and soon left the Evil Valley completely.

He planned to find the world's number one businessman, Lu Yanhe.

Lu Yanhe, or Imam, as the owner of the world's largest chamber of commerce, is either in Taiyuan or in Hejian Ezhou. These two were the ones Jiang Chen ruled out for a long time before he came up with.

Although Qiandao Lake is close to the sea and has developed trade, it is the territory of Changge Yang. Imam assassinated Lu Yanhe to replace him as one of the Nine Heavens. He had something to hide. How could he easily leave the Chamber of Commerce and travel thousands of miles to Changgemen to do business? Even if there was business, he would only send his subordinates to handle it. As for him, he must be under heavy protection.

But when Jiang Chen passed through Lu, he met someone he didn't want to meet.

Yan Lun.

Wang Yifeng's master, the current leader of Jianghu Hongchen School.

He is also here.

Lu, this is where the original owner was born and raised, but he hasn't been back for nearly 20 years.

He left home when he was young and returned when he was old. I wonder if Wang Yifeng has never set foot here because of his homesickness.

Especially after he became the public enemy of the martial arts world, was he also worried that he would bring adverse effects to this place?

In the decades after he became the master of the Evil Valley, can he still remember his original identity?

Jiang Chen thinks that he will remember it after all.

No one is willing to forget their original life.

No matter who it is.

Jiang Chen avoided the waiter's call, booked a room and ordered tea, when someone pushed the door open.

The moment he saw him, the inexplicable coldness in Jiang Chen's heart rose. For many lifetimes, whenever he felt this way, nothing good happened.

Yan Lun saw him at a glance.

In fact, Wang Yifeng is always a noticeable existence. As for Jiang Chen, he has been disguised for too many years, and he no longer cares about where he is. The world enters the world, and a person who is free from the world is like a natural enemy for the world sect.

So eye-catching, Yan Lun saw him at first sight.

There were many people in the world who thought Jiang Chen was tolerant, but those who really understood him also knew that he was not a tolerant, generous, kind and merciful person in essence, but his bottom line was so broad that others could not touch it. There is a saying that a dragon has a reverse scale, and if you touch it, you will die. The fact that the ancient saying can be passed down to this day shows that there is still some truth. Jiang Chen has always disliked using the so-called bottom line to restrict others, but those who are ignorant and challenge Jiang Chen's bottom line have basically reported to the underworld one after another. He always calculates the grievances he has created clearly, and he takes revenge when there are grudges and complains when there are grievances.

This is an overly sober attitude.

Otherwise, what is his name, whether he lives in the shell of others, and whether he should suffer the disasters that he should suffer, how could he hesitate and wander between black and white for thousands of years.

In fact, Jiang Chen's answer has always been very clear, he shouldn't, can't, and don't want to.

Even if the world is full of glitz and glamour, it is not what I want, how can I see it.

This is the answer.

Whether it is right or wrong, it can't be called his name, but now, it doesn't matter.

He just needs to clear all the stumbling blocks on the road and then move to the next search point. Until he finds it, or completely dies.

…

Yan Lun and the shopkeeper talked and simply decided on a room. He walked up the long wooden stairs, passed the corridor, and pretended to knock on the door frame.

Jiang Chen did not close the door. He knew very well that for this guest, even if he closed the door to say goodbye, he would never leave easily.

"Please come in."

Yan Lun stood in front of the door, facing the wide open door, but did not enter immediately. He heard this gentle and humble words, but he suddenly hesitated in his heart, thinking that if he entered, something bad might happen. But he finally stepped in.

Jiang Chen was standing by the table, holding up the teapot.

The clear tea flowed out from the spout of the pot, fell into the tea bowl, and created circles of gentle ripples.

Yan Lun was dressed in snow, even his hair was gray. Compared with the last time Wang Yifeng saw him, Yan Lun's face was also full of traces of frost.

His little apprentice Wang Yifeng was already over thirty years old and alone. And as his master, he was also old now. Really old. Yan Lun opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Chen's back for a long time before breaking the touching silence, "Xiao Feng..."

Jiang Chen did not comment, and continued to pour the third cup of tea without even shaking his hands.

Yan Lun paused, feeling a little annoyed by his impolite silence. He restrained the loving expression on his face and blamed, "Wang Yifeng, do you know your mistake?"

This third cup of water was full, Jiang Chen put down the teapot, picked up a cup and handed it to him politely, "Please have some tea."

Yan Lun choked, took it and sat at the table, holding the tea without saying a word. Or, he was thinking about how to express it euphemistically. He suddenly realized that his last sentence was too harsh. The Hongchen sect was full of wise and smooth people, but he had just questioned his apprentice without thinking.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Looking at this apprentice who had been following him since he was fifteen years old, Yan Lun gradually felt a sense of regret. He was angry that his wisdom and insight in his youth had gone to waste and he had not even been alert to these small conspiracies. He was angry that he was forced to this point by a mere scum in his sect. He was also angry that he had gone from being a son of a scholarly family in Lu to a demonic heretic who not only killed people like crazy but also joined the Valley of Evil. He said, "I didn't expect that you were so weak-minded that you would go so far and become such a treacherous and evil person."

Jiang Chen glanced at his clothes and did not answer. This was Yan Lun. Or rather, Wang Yifeng's master. He was just thinking about what attitude he should use to face this person. If Yan Lun was just the master of the original owner, then he really had nothing to do with him. Unfortunately, the secret meaning of the Red Dust is a unique skill passed down by Yan Lun of the Red Dust School. Even if he is too lazy to pay attention to this, this is a fact.

"You..." Yan Lun thought about it a lot, and finally did not change a word, and asked again, "Do you know your mistake?"

Jiang Chen seemed to understand what he meant, and naturally answered him, "I don't know."

"You!"

"Master asks you, did you massacre the people in Zigong City?"

In Zigong City, Xiao Sha put all his actions in the past few years and the cause of Wen Xiaoyue's death in front of Wang Yifeng. Wang Yifeng fought with him in anger, crushing people's heads with his bare hands, kicking a bunch of people's legs, and crushing the hand bones of a group of people. The bloody scene emerged. Among them, there were people from the Ming Cult under Xiao Sha, and indeed ordinary people.

Frozen on the pair of bloody hands.

Jiang Chen unconsciously looked down at the clean hands that had just poured tea, and replied indifferently, "What if it is."

Yan Lun's face turned pale with anger. "You! Master asks you, have you allowed your inner demons to do what they want and have you done what you want with the secret arts of the mortal world?"

Jiang Chen remembered his decision to go to the Valley of Evil, killing a team of Tiance and many people in the Valley of Evil. He used the mortal world's ultimate killing song that the original owner had in the Ping An Inn to control many people on Li Chengen's side, causing them to kill each other, and finally detained Li Chengen and others alive.

What a misdeed.

This... was indeed his own doing, so Jiang Chen nodded and said sincerely, "Indeed."

Yan Lun looked at him calmly, admitting his mistakes but not repenting in his heart, and felt a surge of heat in his head. His years of self-cultivation and demeanor were all blown away by his two bland words. He pointed at Jiang Chen with his eyes open and scolded, "You! You!...Okay, Master, I will clean up the door today, except for you, this evil obstacle!"

Jiang Chen's eyes did not fluctuate at all, as if the result of half a lifetime of hard work for martial artists was just a common thing. He finally raised his head and looked at him, slowly saying, "Master? Then I will call you Master. In general, this martial arts is originally a unique skill of the mortal world. Since the master wants to break up, the disciple will not say anything. No matter why, anyway, this way, it will not seem that I owe you anything."

He never likes to owe people things, and he doesn't like others to owe him. In short, he never feels too much interest in the original owner's past. It would be best if we could distinguish the left and the right without any relationship.

"...Evil disciple..."

He raised his hand, but couldn't hit it because of trembling. It's unfortunate for the master, and neither of the two disciples is lenient to the worldly people. It's unfortunate for the master, it's unfortunate for the master!

Jiang Chen bowed his head and pretended to listen to the teachings respectfully, and pretended to be surprised when he saw this, "Could it be that the master can't be cruel? I couldn't be cruel at first. But when I saw you and heard your teachings, I suddenly understood."

Yan Lun was good at observing people's true intentions in every move, and now seeing him bow his head respectfully, he was even more angry. Of course, he could see clearly that this disciple had his head down, but his heart was high above. With disheveled hair, so arrogant and unrestrained, did he think he was still the only heir of the red dust lineage? Now, he has been called and beaten by everyone in the world!

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Chen showed some doubts, "Or does Master think that abolishing my martial arts is not enough? Are you worried that I will practice martial arts again and cause trouble like that senior brother, and destroy Master's next successor? How about this? Master will Break off my limbs, destroy my Dantian, and throw them into the street. I promise that even if I am disabled and live on the street, my disciple will not die in an ugly way and make you lose face." Jiang Chen remembered that. After experiencing it, his face gradually darkened, but he still managed to maintain that gentle smile, which made the viewer feel no longer as gentle as the wind, but felt extremely depressed.

Yan Lun was shocked by his expression and repeated, "Evil disciple!"

Jiang Chen just turned a deaf ear and said calmly, "Master, do you have anything else to teach your disciple?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to attack Yan Lun with murderous intent. Yan Lun was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he was filled with anger. He raised his hand and struck at several red dust martial arts pulses on his body. Jiang Chen suddenly stopped his attack, and a chill immediately dissipated from his body.

That kind of yin internal power collapsed and disappeared.

Yan Lun froze, looking at his hands, his thoughts were confused, and even his speech became intermittent, "You! Master, you... how dare you..." Destroy the internal power, but you want to coax him, the master, to take action? He really has no nostalgia for the world of mortals?

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, as if he was not the one who had his martial arts disabled. He sat down holding on to the edge of the table. He lowered his head and saw the three cups of tea on the table. He dropped the remaining two untouched teacups to the ground and said quietly. , "From now on, the taste of the mortal world will be tasted by the seniors alone. Isn't it comfortable?"

The only intact teacup in Yan Lun's hand was crushed to pieces with a click as he couldn't hold back his anger.

Tea stains everywhere.

These three cups of tea were all broken.

There was silence.

"Perhaps Wang Yifeng's only regret in this life is that I traveled around the mortal world with you." Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly and looked at the water stains on the ground, his eyebrows unmoving, "It's better to understand people's hearts than to understand them. This kind of pain, you Can you feel it?"

cannot.

Because the secret meaning of Hongchen is just a means of controlling enemies of the Hongchen lineage.

They did not study carefully the fickleness of the human heart. They have never wandered around, struggling on the edge of good and evil. Neither did they, falling into darkness.

"Seniors will not be unaware of what Xiao Sha has done in the past ten years. Maybe seniors just regard this as a spiritual training experience and do not stop it... But Wang Yifeng did not. How can he control a person in the game? Self? The current situation is your own fault."

Yan Lun opened his mouth and said in panic, "You...are you a strange teacher?" If he hadn't taken Wang Yifeng away from home and traveled around the world, if he hadn't valued this child's talent and taught him the secrets of the world of mortals. …

As soon as he said these words, Jiang Chen raised his head slightly, looked into his eyes, and said in a very serious tone, "The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more. Even if your former disciple is not strange, I don't like it after all. It’s arranged by others. Does it matter whether Wang Yifeng is strange or not?”

After all, he could no longer see the world. And the living people, even if they have the memory of the teacher's kindness and his disciple's filial piety, will never be moved by it in the slightest.

Yan Lun was stunned. For the first time in so many years after becoming a descendant of the world of mortals, he felt a sense of incomprehension. He didn't understand why this child said such contradictory words. Could it be that he was talking about the difference between those who once lived a strict life and those who are evil people now?

Strange or not, doesn't he have his own answer?

Yan Lun was even more confused because his tone was so serious and did not sound like a joke at all.

He had penetrated people's hearts for decades, but finally discovered that he couldn't even understand the thoughts of his young disciple, whom he had been with for ten years.

Jiang Chen stopped talking.

Yan Lun looked at him and felt that this child with Xiaofeng's appearance had become so strange. He looked at the cold air dissipating from Jiang Chen's body, and his heart felt as if a huge stone had been pressed against him. Finally he couldn't bear the silence, so he stood up in panic and walked out the door.

Jiang Chen fluttered his sleeves and reluctantly closed the door.

Just as Yan Lun stepped out of the door, there was a clang behind him. The gray-haired old man turned around, stretched out his hand to close the door, and stood outside the door for a long time before entering another room.

Jiang Chen wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead and sat down beside the bed. The messy and depressed breath all over his body gradually softened as if it was being pulled by silk threads.

Scattered in the body, hidden outside.

This process of forcibly dispersing the energy made his face paler. Soon, his flesh and blood body gradually became transparent and seemed to turn into water color. It only lasted for a moment and then returned to its original state.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes, took out a piece of silk, frowned and wiped away the black squirming flying insects that were faintly floating on the shaved flesh of his arm.

The black energy hidden in the flesh and blood disappeared without a trace.

I underestimated this Immortal Zhi Soul-Soul Pill.

This world lacks spiritual energy. Although the Immortal Zhi Soul Washing Pill is also useful for living people, its effects are slow. In contrast, its invisibility is more profound. Just when the internal strength was dissipated, the evil insect that had been hiding in the body for a long time wanted to fight back.

But it’s okay, it’s just a good time to test whether the new technique works correctly. For many years, he has not wanted to do anything to the original owner's body, but now that he thinks about it, why bother to care about it, the original owner of the body is already dead and perished. What's the use of worrying about life and death while he's still alive?

They do them and he does him. Everything we think about is driven by interests, so why bother distinguishing between good and evil, right and wrong. Why should he be so cruel to himself, not only wanting to be angry for the dead, but also wanting to have ridiculous expectations for the living.

Jiang Chen looked indifferent, and a transparent dragon shadow condensed on his fingertips and dissipated. The warm water vapor spread, cool and soft, and his breath seemed to become like a river, quiet and clear.

Anyone who sees him will only think that he is such a gentle-tempered young master. Who would have thought that he would be the owner of the Valley of the Wicked, the most evil place in the world, the so-called Wang Yifeng who massacred more than ten thousand people in the city.

In this world, yin and yang exist in harmony. There is a soul, and it is not a simple world of force.

Jiang Chen had lived in ancient times for many years, but now he had personally practiced a set of techniques for the first time.

It's unclear what the effect will be, but he just needs to ensure that he doesn't die too early or too ugly.

As for the secret of the mortal world, it belongs to Wang Yifeng, so why not give it back to Yan Lun.

Condensed form.

Jiang Chen has always been a smart person. Could even be considered a genius.

In the past, Jiang Xi's evaluation of him was that he had a sharp mind and a weak body.

He himself also remembered that he was not a very healthy person when he was young. In the end, he always tried to find happiness around him and entertained himself in many complicated relationships outside the home, but in the end he often ended up in recuperation.

Perhaps because of this constitution, he died so easily when he fell into the sea.

He rarely thought too much back then. But he never expected that one day, he would... think so much.

Jiang Chen thought aimlessly for a while, no longer bothering with those barren memories, and meditated seriously.

Abolition of internal strength is nothing new to him.

After experiencing certain things too much, you become experienced.

…

It has been three days, but the apprentice has not yet stepped out of the room. He had just lost his inner strength. An ordinary person would never be able to stay in the room for such a long time. Could something have happened?

When Yan Lun thought about this, he couldn't calm down immediately.

He called twice at the door, but no one responded.

When he opened the door with a palm and entered, Jiang Chen was already sitting at the table, flipping through a picture album. There was a bang on the door and Yan Lun barged in. Jiang Chen raised his head and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Lun frowned and stared at him for a while. Then he stepped close to him and pinched his pulse. His expression changed, "What did you do?"

"..." Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and retracted his hand that was too late to avoid, "Senior, don't you think this is unnecessary?" It seems that his foundation is still shallow, and he can't avoid this person's attack.

Seeing that he was so innocent and fearless, as if he had no idea of ​​the consequences, Yan Lun was speechless for a moment.

There is no martial arts in the world that requires this to open up all the muscles and meridians in the body, and no one can do it in three days.

The pain of opening up the meridians is indescribable.

What's more, there are many people who think it is a dead end.

Yan Lun suddenly felt that he still underestimated this young disciple. Ordinary people have to go through a lot of hardships to access the Ren and Du channels, but he was able to ruthlessly break most of the channels. There is order in the chaos, and it doesn't seem to be random. He said solemnly, "If you want to open up all the eight extraordinary meridians, it will be even more difficult to practice. It takes others one day to master martial arts, but it may take you a hundred or a thousand days. So, you dare to mess around?"

Jiang Chen said calmly, "Now that Hongchen's matter is over, senior has cleared the door for Hongchen's lineage, why worry about my life and death? It's just adding to the worries."

After a few words forced him out, Jiang Chen sat down again.

The whole world continues to darken.

The wind blew and the curtains blew.

The sea seemed to appear in front of me again.

Unfathomable.

Deceptively peaceful.

Mysterious and dangerous.

What everyone sees is gentleness and tranquility. Only when you face it personally can you understand how ruthless it is.

This illusion of gentleness has swallowed up countless lives.

Opening his eyes, he was in the inn again. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and a piano came out.

The strings and the body of the piano are all transparent water color, and there is a faint appearance of water flow in it. The rich parts are light blue, and the shallow parts are water color. It is clear and transparent, just like the clear and flawless water flowing in the mountains.

He lowered his eyes, closed his hands and made the cross gesture, and the circle of water formed into a rotating ball of water, disappearing in his palms.

The best thing is like water.

He may not need this kindness, but he does want the water's bloodthirsty.

Everything has its weaknesses. Those who are interested in wealth use money to lure them, those who are interested in love use love to seduce them, and those who are interested in power use power to seek them. Even if they have no desire or desire, they still want to expose this lack of desire.

Use profit to control the mind, use force to control things.

If water sacrifices all things.

For him, these eyes that can clearly see the enemy's weaknesses are enough.

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