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

The so-called place where everyone's eyes gather will also be a place where undercurrents surge.

People's ambitions often expand with their strength.

Jiang Chen just wanted to give them this kind of strength.

However, the most painful thing in the world is not never getting it, but losing it after getting it. After people climb high, they are pushed into the abyss.

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.

Ding Feng abandoned his horse at the foot of the mountain and climbed up the mountain path to Langxuan using Qinggong and the Yin-Yang Bagua Star Shifting Technique, and entered the main hall. Jiang Chen was sitting on the cliff behind the crowded mountain houses as always. The harp in front of him has been removed, and a long sword is stuck in the crevice of the rock beside him.

Ding Feng approached slowly and was sitting on a futon in front of him, looking at his back, not knowing where to start talking about the many things in his mind. The mountain wind passed by, blowing his long hair. Others cannot tell whether his heart is as rough as the mountain wind?

Maybe not. His behavior is often more reminiscent of the sea, calm and waveless on the surface, but blood and darkness coexist on the inside.

Jiang Chen looked at the mountain abyss shrouded in deep clouds and mist, his expression indifferent. The coolness of the mountain breeze has penetrated into people's hearts.

This coldness occasionally reminded him of that moment, the Qionghua Sword Dance Ping, or the old songs of Lushan, but he soon dismissed them with a smile.

It is true that there are some beautiful things in those old memories. But if you think about it carefully, all the good things are theirs, and all the sins are his.

What better way to reminisce.

Memories are memories, even if they are forced into other people's minds, they will not be taken as true. Only when I experience it myself can I call it myself.

It is not easy for a person to be wise all his life, but it is easy to be confused for a while. But why do people still live recklessly despite being so aware that they cannot be wanton? Should he live for his injustice or live for the final settlement?

Presumably no one can come up with this answer until the end.

There is no other sound except the sharp sound of the clear wind passing through the steep mountains.

Ding Feng felt as if his voice was about to be blown away. He said, "Yanxia, ​​we have already started testing."

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes, facing the endless darkness and the endless abyss at his feet, smiled lightly, "Yeah."

Even if the thing Langxuan gave was a martial arts secret book, there were still some people who were wary of it.

Lang Xuan explained this, "I can't stand some so-called profound secrets that harm others, so I came to benefit the world."

Reminiscent of the wedding dress magic incident that has caused a lot of commotion today, everyone is aware of the intentional harm to others.

However, Langxuan didn't mention him by name, so people in the world were happy to pretend to be deaf and dumb. The Iron Blood Flag Sect is at its peak, and Tie Zhongtang has made friends all over the world. No one knows whether the people who conspired with him have any friendship with Tie Zhongtang. Who would bother Tie Zhongtang when they have nothing to do?

As the saying goes, the first bird is shot, but they are not so bold as to risk the world's disapproval to provoke the world's number one hero.

The things in Jiang Chen's hands were naturally not bad. However, he has always been very particular about fair dealing. If you want to get something, you must pay the same price.

When you've had enough of the sweetness, it's time to collect your reward.

Kong Ming Jue Hundred Refining Heart Sutra...and several other sword skill Heart Sutras were secretly used by various sects on a few disciples with mediocre qualifications, and they had miraculous effects. It had only been less than half a month, but these disciples were able to compete with the outstanding disciples in the sect for dozens of moves without falling behind. The progress was astonishingly fast.

However, they studied it left and right, and they all felt that although these skills were quite unfamiliar, they were all the essence of the Nei Jing Sword Moves. Each move was refined over thousands of times, and it was even better than the sect's centuries-old inheritance. .

I don’t know what kind of genius can create such a miraculous feat.

They became more and more curious about the master of Langxuan, but unfortunately, he never showed up in the world.

Moreover, there was never any intention of showing up. Even if he climbed up to Langxuan and saw him with his own eyes, when he finally came down, he was just in chaos. Except for the answers to the doubts in his heart from the master of Langxuan, not a single plant or tree in Langxuan was taken away from his memory.

Even the martial arts secrets it handed out were so unpredictable. Everyone had plans and tacit understanding of other treasures that might exist in Langxuan.

Similarly, to trip up such Langxuan, one must have enough strength.

Lang Xuan made it clear, every family and every sect has a share of such secrets.

This virtually put great pressure on them.

"If we don't practice this kind of exercises, how can the family master ensure that other sects don't practice them? Langxuan copied all these exercises and sent them to each family. Everyone has seen the power of these Heart Sutras. It has only been half a month. Those outer sect disciples will be on par with the inner sect disciples. If we don’t change our sect’s methods immediately, will we fall behind others? How will we have a foothold in the world?”

Some elders who were cautious by nature immediately stopped them and said in a deep voice, "After what happened to the Mai Holy Sect, how can we believe what Langxuan did again? This sect clearly harbors evil intentions and intends to disrupt the situation. As for this technique, An Zhi It’s not a deliberate bait by the Langxuan people. If we are caught, our Hainan faction will lose face!”

"How can I not know what my uncle said? But if others take the lead and practice one step earlier, if this technique is so powerful, my Hainan Sword Sect will be at the bottom of the world in the future."

The elder sighed and said something that even he didn't want to believe, "As long as...as long as the various sects maintain their current situation, don't practice this skill..." Halfway through, he looked so ugly that he couldn't continue.

Who can resist the huge temptation of the rise of the entire sect?

Even though they all saw Lang Xuan's malicious intentions and agreed to abolish these skills, secretly, there must be someone who is lucky enough to break this agreement.

If no one practices this method, and someone practices it, then the person who practices it will surely be able to sit firmly at the top of the world. The leaders of the Jianghu sects are all smart people. No matter how friendly they are on the surface, they are not stupid inside. They may never ignore the danger of being squeezed out of the position of the aristocratic family. They will all think about how they will suffer if someone uses it and they don't. If everyone practices this kind of skills, they will prosper together and suffer together. The worst is to maintain the current ranking of the aristocratic family at a higher level of martial arts.

After weighing the two, it is safer to tie their hands and feet together and advance and retreat together rather than taking risks.

The various sects in the Jianghu are like standing together around a suspended disc. After a hundred years of ups and downs of the aristocratic family, they found a temporary balance point and had to stand still to maintain a fragile balance.

The huge temptation brought by these skills has undoubtedly completely broken this balance.

The small families and sects far away from the edge saw the possibility of overthrowing the aristocratic families and ascending to the top. And the big families near the top were also afraid of their precarious status.

Therefore, even if someone questioned Langxuan's purpose, they had to play chess according to the drop points given by Langxuan.

For these leaders who valued the aristocratic families, it was really stupid to pin their hopes on an empty agreement of a paper banning secrets.

This was a test of people's hearts.

Maybe some people are honest and keep their promises, but unfortunately, not everyone is like this. As long as there is one person who is not like this, then everyone must not be like this.

If Jiang Chen saw it, it would be best to ignore the gifts he gave out of kindness and burn them all. This is the most favorable choice for them. From the perspective of game theory, it is to choose Nash equilibrium. It will not harm the other party and will not harm yourself at the same time, so as to maximize the benefits.

But they watched with curiosity, and the foot stretched out could not be retracted. Only choosing the most beneficial to oneself often means relatively harmful results.

They were destined to follow his chess game!

After practicing the first part, they had to practice the second part, until they finished practicing, and naturally they would be given a surprise gift.

People are greedy. The skills he gave were carefully selected and "improved" by him. After superposition, they must have doubled the effect.

In order to avoid being questioned about his impure purpose, he was very considerate and thoughtful and attached a practice notice between the books of skills: not all skills can be practiced at the same time.

However, whether they read it or not, and whether they care after reading it, is not something that Jiang Chen can control. He can be said to be considerate and benevolent.

In fact, he was looking forward to a gentleman who was "untainted by dust" so that he could clean his eyes. But unfortunately, the facts are often exactly as he expected.

It was another time when they "accidentally" discovered that practicing multiple skills at the same time would multiply their internal strength.

At this time, the Jianghu had undoubtedly reached an implicit consensus. First, improve the overall strength of the sect, and put Langxuan's things aside for the time being.

Until another half a year later.

"How did Langxuan, who was just a news buyer, get so many magical skills?"

"It's indeed suspicious! In the past six months, when I was practicing Miaohua Qingjian, I actually felt that this sword technique was very similar to the Qiu Ming Huishui sword technique handed down by my Yang family's ancestors..."

"Not bad, not bad. I agree with what Brother Yang said. The Kongming Jue is also similar to the 7749 Fengwu Liu Heart Technique passed down by my Bashan Taoist Master Gu! During my practice, I thought it was an illusion. It turns out that I am not the only one who has this idea!"

"When the two brothers mentioned it, I felt..."

"Me too!"

"Me..."

In a few words, the ancestral tablets of several secret books were decided.

"In Yang's opinion, what Langxuan is doing for the benefit of the world! It is obvious that it stole our family secrets, changed its name and gave it out to do favors! I don't know how many of our family secrets were stolen by Langxuan! It's really hateful!"

"Not bad!"

"That's right."

A chorus of voices echoed.

Jin Si pinched his moustache, watched the excitement, and occasionally added a few words.

Mrs. Jin, who was sitting in the main seat, sighed with melancholy, looked at the people sitting down and said the same thing, and said to Jin Si, who was leading the way, "I am tired today, so I will leave first. Si'er, your mother is old now, and it's time for you to step down from your high position like Yuan Dongyuan. There are some things in the future, you can do it yourself." There is no need for your mother to come and take charge.

"Mother!"

"Alas..."

Even if she wanted to stop it, she was powerless.

If it was really a family heirloom, why did she not explain it until half a year later? And Iron Knight, is he going to wade into this muddy water too?

Tie Zhongtang will come naturally. Langxuan has been targeting him openly and secretly, how can he stay out of it. Tie Zhongtang has always been clear about gratitude and resentment, and he doesn't like to wrongly accuse others. Even if someone wants to kill him, he will give him a chance based on the idea of ​​making people turn back. This is the same as Chu Xiangshuai, no wonder some people suspect that there is any connection between them. Such a Tie Zhongtang also wants to know what the Lord of Langxuan has against him.

Even if he can step on this mountain, Jiang Chen will not answer. Even if he answers, it is probably nothing more than three words, "I can't stand it."

In the last life, the four families and six sects of the Central Plains jointly encircled and suppressed the Evil Valley. In this life, someone has set his sights on Langxuan. Although the terrain of Langxuan is not as dangerous as that of the Evil Valley, who can beat him in terms of Qimen Dunjia? Back then, he calculated that Tongtian had the opportunity to wipe out Jifa. Later, during his many years of travel, he swept through the famous mountains and rivers and libraries in the belief that he would be used against him one day. Although the power system in each life is different, so that many magic abilities cannot be used, it is not impossible to replace one or two.

Just a little illusion can make them starve in the mountains for more than a month, without seeing a grain of rice.

So the people who originally surrounded Langxuan, once they entered the mountain, were shrouded in fog, and were separated one after another. They were frightened and scared. When they came out, they were all emaciated. But at least they are alive.

Compared with the battle of Shi Guanyin eighteen years ago, they are already extremely lucky.

Yuan Dongyuan thought.

No matter what the world thinks, Langxuan still exists.

Yuan Dongyuan once went to Langxuan to ask Yuan Suiyun about his whereabouts, and took the entire Wuzheng Villa with him, but when he saw that familiar figure, he couldn't ask many questions.

"You know me so well, you know what I hate most in my life."

"Father..."

"What I hate most in my life is that you all said he did what I did. You said I did what he did."

"Suiyun."

"Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person." Jiang Chen's fingertips holding the mask had turned faintly white. He put on the mask, and when he turned around, he was the owner of Langxuan who had no intersection with Wuzheng Villa.

"See you out."

Yuan Dongyuan sat on the wooden chair for a day. Knowing that this might be the last time they saw each other, he sat there and was reluctant to leave.

Until Jiang Chen said, "What? Does the original owner want Langxuan to add another good reputation of murdering the martial arts predecessor?"

He was stunned, as if frightened, and stood up and left instantly. When she left, she glanced at him, but he didn't look back. She finally gave up and packed up as usual, and went down the mountain.

Jiang Chen only heard the footsteps going away. Facing the candlelight, her long hair fell from her back, covering her expression.

Another year passed, and the big surprise Jiang Chen prepared finally showed its clues.

Anyone who practices all the skills will naturally reach the peak of their skills, which will make them complacent for a while. But before long, they will find that the internal forces of different skills will restrain and dissolve each other. In the end, although they have a lot of good internal forces, they can't use any of them. For them, this is like a miser guarding a pile of treasures, but they can't touch a single bit, which is extremely painful. So they panicked, suppressed their anger and asked Langxuan in panic. Langxuan replied that it was marked in the book: All kinds of skills cannot be practiced together.

It's just a sentence in the introduction of the first ten pages of the book.

They were all busy reading the serious mental skills, so they didn't pay attention to the introduction.

No matter how much he begged, Lang Xuan was just two words, no solution.

This time, eight or nine out of ten martial artists were defeated.

But they had no way. Not to mention that they were helpless against Lang Xuan when they were powerful, let alone now that he was almost useless.

At this time, no one talked about the ancestral skills.

Ding Feng had not gone down the mountain to handle affairs for a long time. He picked up a copy of "Zhuangzi" and ran to the elementary school in the side courtyard to "teach and educate people".

When Jiang Chen came, the bunch of little radish heads pulled Ding Feng's sleeves and made a fuss. When they saw Jiang Chen, they stood up and saluted consciously, "Hello, young master."

These are the children taken in by Nong Yutang. Ding Feng has seen countless evil things in the world, and he has even experienced what the young master did on Bat Island. But when he saw these children, he still felt miserable.

This is a male actor specially trained in the Nongyu class. He has been peeing since he was a child...

In short, if he hadn't met the young master back then, I'm afraid that Ding Feng's ending would be similar to this.

The forest is deep, and the carved stone windows cast a ray of sunlight.

From his figure to his voice and breath, he seems to be hidden in the autumn forest. People who see this scene suddenly have an inexplicable feeling, thinking that the person in front of them is like a wrong phantom imagined by everyone.

He quietly appeared at the corner of the semicircular stone arch, with a light expression, shaded by the bamboo forest, and silent.

It's as if this person doesn't exist in this world and this place.

The author has something to say:　　Ding Feng (happy): Young master, stay a few more chapters, I want to appear a few more times

Jiang Chen: Oh.

Ding Feng: Agreed?

Jiang Chen: Hmm?

Ding Feng (regretful, reluctant face, waving): OK, I got it, I will notify the next batch of special guests to come over

Ginkgo: Bow, thank you, and wrap up (I didn’t show my face in the last chapter, what a pity)

For the situation in this chapter, please refer to "Prisoner's Dilemma"

However, the author's description ability is limited, so just have fun

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