Fake Demon Lord

When he returned to the Qingyun Temple, it seemed that he would have expected this situation. He Huan was sitting at the window, drinking tea, and the sunlight outside the window carved from the spirit body, and he seemed to be looming, as if to disappear. .

Of course, this is just an illusion. He is already one of the strongest three people in the world, and it is always up to him to decide whether to let others disappear.

Regardless of the anxious look, he held the tea cup slowly and said, "All know? Who told you?"

"It's the cloud side. But, how do you--" He answered subconsciously, only to find that He Huan's expression was not surprised at all, he couldn't help wondering.

"You go out wearing this body, and it's weird that nobody talks a lot. Also, if you talk about You Jiang, you should be running back now crying."

As early as when he went out, He Huan had expected that someone in the palace would definitely mention his past.

However, he thought that the first person to take the shot would be You Jiang, who was most afraid of his return to the right path. However, he did not expect any misfortune to touch Yun Fang, Yun Fang, where the Xuanmen disciple was.

He reached Jindan period at this age. I think he should be the apprentice of that person. It seems that he is gone and Xuanmen is still living well.

Seeing only one sentence, he looked at Cha Zhan and didn't speak. Why bother to sit in front of him and ask seriously: "Have you really called Bu Qingyun before? Is it Master Xuanmen?"

In fact, he had already prepared for He Huanhui's anger. However, he didn't expect that when he heard the question, he talked about Xuanmen Authentic slowly and calmly.

He Huan had previously told him that there are so many monks in the world, it is precisely because an immortal person scattered the practice methods that gave everyone the opportunity to embark on the path of practice.

It was just that he did not tell him that the immortal was leaked by the thunderstorm the next day because of the leaked secret. No one knows why he was willing to give up the immortal Shou Yuan to do such a thing. The world only knows that the immortal died last The location is Luoxian Lake where Xuanmen is now located.

Eyes watched the tea leaves one after another under the impact of the boiling water, but He Huan said the secret that nobody knew: "Actually, what he did was just one sentence-the path of cultivation, all the lives, etc. Everyone thought it was empty words, but it became the truth in the mind of a young monk. He became an immortal, and fulfilled the truth in his heart with his life. "

After speaking, he didn't go to see the painful expression, he just described the history of Xuanmen lightly.

Just before the immortal fell, a fisherman on the lake had to point him, and he entered the path of practice with the sword left by the immortal. This move by immortals can be used by everyone in the world, and there are bullies and robbers to **** the exercises, and some mountain thieves are more likely to do evil because of their spiritual practice. Even major martial arts are attacking themselves for their detached status. Ordinary people just do monopoly exercises.

At the time of the chaos in the world, a fisherman went out of Luoxian Lake with a fishing rod. He defeated the martial arts with one person's strength and gathered a group of talented monks to establish the Tiandao Alliance to manage the order of rivers and lakes. The world finally got peace.

Later, this person opened the sect and became the first head of Xuanmen, and because someone once said, "The monks from the world went out of Xuanmen," so the world respected him as Xuanmen orthodox.

Xuanmen has been respected by the world since then. However, the fisherman was overwhelmed because of too many killings. When he crossed the sky, he dissipated between the heavens and the earth. Only the fishing rod was still hanging on the shore of Luoxian Lake for him. Shaped earth.

Xuanmen's second head was a woman. She was very talented, and she successfully practiced in the day and night practice of Luoxianpo. Just when the world thought that women were gentle and would not change the world like the two predecessors, she returned, and took the destiny contract with the major beasts of the immortal world.

Since then, the courts of various countries have been blessed by heaven. As long as the emperor is diligent in political affairs and makes the country stable and prosperous, after he abdicates, he will be assessed by God for his life.

She even gave the imperial court power to restrain the people in the rivers and lakes from defending the peace of the people. Since then, all the emperors have dedicated themselves to politics, and no monk dared to bully men and women in Fanchen by virtue of cultivation.

The fairy made the world truly a mortal world, but she broke off the sky because she entered the world, her face disappeared, her head turned white, and she always fell into the fairy lake as usual.

Xuanmen's third head of the Qingxuzi was a founder, leading the Tiandao League to restrain the forces of the rivers and lakes, and deterring the world's magic. The two apprentices are both talents of heaven, and the big disciple Bu Qingyun went out to marry at the age of 16. At the age of 18, he was revered by the world. The world originally thought that he would be the only Xuanmen head who could end in good faith until Bu Qingyun rebelled against Xuanmen's authenticity.

Everyone knows that Master Xuanmen is the head of Xuanmen in the future. As an example, Bu Qingyun made a move, and the rivers and lakes suddenly surged.

Speaking of Bu Qingyun, He Huan's expression was finally no longer calm, and he looked up at the young man in white in front of him.

After Xuanmen was an immortal, the disciples were always in white and often embroidered with cloud patterns on their clothes, in order to imagine the future of the feathered ascendants to travel to heaven and enjoy the pleasure of heaven. Every Xuanmen disciple is proud to be able to wear this dress, as is Bu Qingyun.

However, He Huan has long wore no white clothes. This color is too easy to get dirty.

"Every head of Xuanmen is a saint, and saints do not live long, so Bu Qingyun, who is determined to become a saint, is naturally also not to die."

Obviously talking about his past, his expression was bland, as usual, but only when there was a little haze in his eyes,

"Xuanmen Authentic has been sitting in the first place in the world for too long, and some people will inevitably be dissatisfied. At this time, Bu Qingyun let them catch the handle. They ran around and asked to dispose of me, which is to maintain the right way, but because of step Qingyun is an apprentice of Qingxuzi, so he just broke out. "

"If the teacher respects me, he is an evil person and no longer deserves the name of a saint; if he punishes me, he is admitting that the heir to Xuanmen is a lecherous evildoer, and also a dishonor to Xuanmen for a hundred years. No matter how you choose, Xuanmen will pull down the altar, which is really a good deal. "

Once from the arrogance of the heavens to the villains of the rivers and lakes everyone shouted, this is really not a good memory, He Huan's look is gradually gloomy, but slowly a little crazy look in his eyes,

"None of them expected that I did not return to Xuanmen Authentic. I abandoned my entire body veins and practiced bliss with the joy of happiness. It took only three months to reach the Infant's Period, and all those who shouted to kill me, I was killed completely. "

In just one sentence, he covered the astonishing **** past on the main hall. He looked at how painful he was completely stunned by the past, and the depression in his chest was slightly distracted, and he smiled, "So, the flesh It's a good thing. No matter what your heart is, it stimulates the right place, and it will be happy. "

He did n’t understand why he looked so hard. He Huan laughed whenever he wanted to laugh, and he did n’t even leave a trace of laughter, so he could only reach out and watch his fingers come out of the spirit. Passed by, as if he really touched him, and asked sadly, "Do you hate it?"

"I made a mistake. Master wants to waste my skill. I never hate him."

He faintly uttered the answer that shocked He bitterly. It seemed to have known that no one would believe him. He Huan laughed at himself, looking away from the window to the boundless blue sky.

"What I can't let go of is that when I still had a chance to turn back, I didn't turn back for Xuanmen's authentic century-old reputation. Splendid future, life ambition, and path of ascension, these steps are all gone, he put everything in I gave Xuanmen the authenticity, and carried all the infamy. However, for eighty years, Xuanmen has not even given him a letter of comfort. "

He abandoned the sword and went into magic, and did a lot of evil things, attracting the attention of the martial arts sects to the magic road. No one would be stupid enough to offend the strongest Xuanmen during the period when the magic was growing up, so those people also aimed their sharpness at the Elysium Palace that led the magic path.

Only when He Huan was so deep-hearted that the world almost concealed Xuanmen and became the leader of the right path. Fortunately, Xuanmen Mingcha Qiuhao expelled him from the division to avoid a storm. Xuanmen is still a mysterious Xuanmen, but Bu Qingyun has become a public enemy of rivers and lakes He Huan.

When Bu Qingyun was sinking into the quagmire, he still tried his best to preserve the reputation of Xuanmen, but Xuanmen did not understand his good intentions. This is a knot that he can't understand so far.

Finally venting this knot that could not be confided to anyone, He Huan found that he was unexpectedly calm, probably, it had indeed taken too long, and that expectation of the division had almost disappeared.

When she first fell into magic, she had to fall asleep with Xiu Niang's medicine every night. As long as she stayed awake, she couldn't help thinking of the past.

Since he was a child, when the monk at the side practiced in order to dominate the goals of Shou and Tianqi, he devoted all his time to practicing swordsmanship, but he thought about how to make the world better.

He gave up all the pleasures of being a man for the teacher and the world, but he lived as if he was twenty years old and wanted nothing but heaven, but in the end, none of his teachers believed that he was not a villain. .

He slowly exhaled a sigh of sorrow. He raised his eyebrows, his sorrow was gone, and on his face was the arrogant arrogance of the world ’s first devil.

"When Bu invited Lian took over as Master Xuanmen, I ordered that there would be no more Qingyun in this world. There is only He Huan in Elysium, He Huan wants to enjoy all the joys in the world, do whatever he wants, no more Discipline is bound. He Huan's life is thousands of times better than Bu Qingyun. "

Why bother to know that he did it, but looking at himself, He Huan said that he had two heart problems when he was a teenager. Now he finally knows the first one, although it sounds light and light, if you think about it It was so painful.

He couldn't help asking: "But you still miss Bu Qingyun in your heart. Otherwise, I won't show up."

"What a pain, once people reach the age, they will miss the youth. This is the normal state of life. However, nostalgia does not mean going back. I believe that in the end you will still come to me."

His eyes softly looked at him, He Huan's eyes always carried a trace of inexplicable deep meaning, and it was the same at this moment, as if he really saw his future, and sighed,

"When I first got into the magic, I hoped that someone could tell me what to do in the future when I was at a loss, and tell me that when it was painful for rumors, it was all worthwhile to make me Stay away from everything right and sleep peacefully, but after all, the world is not so personal.

You are different, you have me, and my regrets at that time, I will make up for them one by one. If God does n’t give me such a person, I will be that person myself. As long as this, my heart will eventually dissipate. "

Why bother to think that they are one, or why, when He Huan said these words, he felt that his chest was breathless?

Rubbing his eyes, he looked up, his voice was dumb, "Can't it be me, the one who is you?"

"If you try, I won't refuse."

He did not laugh at his uncontrollable power. He Huan knew that Bu Qingyun had long been accustomed to the role of protecting everyone. Even without memory and Zhuoran Xiu, this instinct is still engraved in his bones and will not change. He Huan is So, so is suffering.

So Thaksin has no suffering, because no one knows Bu Qingyun better than him.

Now no one in the world believes in Bu Qingyun, so Bu Qingyun must believe in himself.

With a smile, he raised his hand and discarded the tea, and said lightly: "This cup of tea was originally to eliminate your memory today. Now it seems that you don't need to drink it."

During the conversation, he had countless opportunities to hand over the tea, and he would never doubt it, as he wished to forget it all. In the end, he didn't hand out the tea. He also wanted to see what he would do if he knew all of this in the past.

After hearing this, why is it so complicated? When you think about the fuzzy memories in your mind, you can't help asking: "Did you intentionally just leave me memories of previous lives?"

"It's better not to remember the sad thing."

He Huan didn't conceal him, he admitted it very calmly, and he didn't mind any pain. He just stood upright and raised his head to face the future self. He may just be a ray of remnant made by He Huan to comfort himself. Not even an independent person, but he also has what he wants to do.

For example, now he looks at He Huan, and extremely firmly says, "Bu Qingyun is an 18-year-old famous quake, right? I'm He Huan, 18, so I can do it."

He didn't expect that he would say such things. He Huanding looked at his familiar body and sighed, "That would be very hard."

"I'm not afraid!"

The teenager answered very positively, He Huan looked up at him, as if returning to the time when he first entered Luoxian Lake at the age of sixteen.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that there is an inquisitive mirror left by a fairy in Xuanmen's authentic Luoxian Lake. The monk standing in front of the mirror for the first time will definitely see his lifelong intention.

Five hundred years ago, a fisherman saw here that the world would rule.

Four hundred years ago, a female disciple of Xuanmen saw Guotai Min'an.

Three hundred years ago, the young Qingxu who was passing by with a puppy in his arms and cried was seeing-Dajinzhi.

He Huan still remembers that when he was sixteen, Qingxuzi took him to this mirror and asked him what he saw.

He said, I saw peace in the world.

At that time, Master sighed: Qingyun, your future is limitless, but it must be extremely hard.

How did he get back?

Yes, he used this expression to look up and answer: Master, I'm not afraid.

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