Chapter 32:

This is the first siege operation against Mysticism by Xuanmen in a century, and it is also the most cautious one in history.Qing Xuzi led all the elder infants to fall out of the house. Following, only because the opponent is special, he must not allow any omissions.
Qing Xuzi has a gentle temperament. In the past, the demon repairs and Daxueshan negotiators lifted the table in front of him. He was still indifferent to the situation. However, this operation has not yet waited for the other martial arts to say that he has forcibly disbanded the slaughterer's assembly and did not give anyone a chance to participate in the war. It was only then that the main course of the rivers and lakes was surprised. The head of Xuanmen also had a temper, but it has been over a hundred years. Is Bu Qingyun so important to him?
It should be said that Qing Xuzi and He Huan deserve to be masters and apprentices, one emptied the Bliss Palace before the war, and one demobilized the slaughter conference, which is clearly the top two people fighting against evil today. But there are only Qingxuzi and a few attendant disciples, who are less powerful than ordinary monks, and shabby.
Such a situation is really unexpected by He Huan. He knows that Qingxuzi never makes unnecessary sacrifice, but he also knows that Tianshuge will set a dead end, and he will not let the reputation of the demon go to the mystery. In this battle, is it possible that Qingxuzi finally used a deterrent to the right path?
Since he hasn't bothered him for 80 years, and since he believes that he has fallen into the magic path because of his unsatisfactory mental skills, why now he wants to give Xuanmen a domineering reputation for a magic practice? Even Bai Chen knew that you would kill me if you could n’t do it. So how to control the world with such kindness, Master.
For eighty years, Qingxuzi stayed in Luoxian Lake without making a step. In He Huan's memory, he is still the fairy with a crane-like appearance when he first met. Although he is in a high position, he has always been as tender and amiable as a jade. The disciples will show a comfortable smile when they return from their journey. The gentleness in their eyes is like the little waves of light spreading when the spring breeze blows over Luoxian Lake. It is quiet and clear and unforgettable.
The appearance of him and Qingxuzi was so unbearable that he never remembered these years, but if he meets again now, that person is very different from his memory.
The Taoist priest in front of the palace door was still covered with a rough blue-and-white robe. He said that this was stitched by disciples for the disciples in his old age, and was the only relic left by Xuanmen Fairy in the world. Changed another coat. The immortal was old-fashioned in his old age, and sewing was also ordinary. Even though Qing Xuzi took care of it, he still looked a bit old. At this moment, compared with several white-dressed disciples behind him, he is just like a downcast old priest.
Yes, old Taoist. For a few decades, this person no longer stayed in the face, let the wrinkles climb to the corners of the eyebrows, and even the gentle eyes that once allowed Qingyun to feel the spring breeze blew away like an old man, even though A white hair was still neatly bundled in the jade crown, but he never saw the spirit of the year.
When a person's heart is old, no matter how strong cultivation can stop him from being old, at this time He Huanfang knows that the incident was not the only one trapped in the heart. Qing Xuzi, Bu Invitation Lotus, and even the sisters of the Yue family who had already claimed to lay down, no one could really go out before he made things clear.
This knot is only by Bu Qingyun, so only Bu Qingyun can unlock it.
He sighed slowly, and the hesitantness in his heart disappeared. He Huan walked to the old priest, knowing that it was useless to say this, and he could n’t help but ask,
If I said I did n’t do anything to Bu Youlian, Do you believe it? "
He Huan was stunned by Qing Xuzi's old age, but he did not know that his change was even more shocking to Master. Bu Qingyun was the child he brought up in one hand. Qing Xuzi watched him grow up from a stubborn teenager to the master of the mysterious Xuanmen, but he did not expect that his apprentice who was jealous of hatred would eventually become like this.
The dark mist of the red man in front of him rolled around with only a glimpse of consciousness. This is the unique resentment of magic and heaven. The more the magic is, the thicker it is, according to the concentration of He Huan I am afraid that a sea of ​​blood has already been killed. Bu Qingyun never murdered innocent people, but He Huan had no idea how many innocent people had been slaughtered in several massacres.
Obviously, he still had the same appearance, but the incomparable eyes only made him feel evil, and those unfathomable eyes looked at him, but he brought out the charm that a normal man would never have. Both mind and body are magic.
However, even if it is a demon, it is also a demon he raised, so the old Taoist kept silent, and said only lightly: "If you have any grievances, grab your hands and I will find out the truth."
No anger, no reprimand, but no intimacy, this is the final relationship between the two, aloof and alienated, leaving only the fairness and justice pursued by Xuanmen throughout the ages.
He Huan knew that since Qing Xuzi only brought his disciple disciple, he proved that he had no intention of killing himself. He also believed that this man would go to check the truth he said. Qing Xuzi was different from previous Xuanmen leaders. His world includes the world All life, so he will give the opportunity to justify the hostile demon, and will never obey the words and push people to death.
It is also because he is such a good person with goodwill to the world that Zhengdao dares to count him again and again, and Modao believes that He Huan will surely kill him. Until now, He Huan didn't understand. This man has clearly felt the horrible malice in the world, why he still insists on this useless way of kindness.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed again, secretly suppressing all emotions in his heart, He Huan raised his eyes, and in his eyes was the arrogant pride that he had already grasped by hand: "You and I are both going through the robbery period, and I conclude that I must lose It's too big. "
"Qing ... He Huan, I don't want to hurt you."
What He Huan didn't expect was that he had achieved this share. Qing Xuzi still refused to pull the sword. It seemed to recall the face of Bu Qingyun's past through this face, only sighing, "As long as you are willing to abolish the magic Gong returned to Luoxian Lake for retreat, I, I will guarantee your peace forever. "
In fact, He Huan also faintly guessed that this might be the case. From the past, his master was such a person. He never agreed with the sword and sword on the rivers and lakes. He would never have to solve problems with life or death before the last moment, it was like a story. The saints here are average. It is precisely because he is such a person that he notices that there was another civilian child in the blood sea of ​​Chang'an in the past struggling to live, and he was willing to continue his life for a mortal with his own cultivation. It is also because of him. In the future, willing to shoulder the world's step Qingyun.
However, the sage does not live long, and if Bu Qingyun wants the Master to live forever, he must be the one who draws the sword for him. This is a role that can only be played by Bu Qingyun. He Huan can't, as long as he is still a magic repair, he can never. When Bu Qingyun was to return, He Huan had to die.
"Funny, who do you think you're talking to? It's not your apprentice who is standing in front of you now."
He Huan smiled coldly and said something bad, He Huan felt a bit bitter. He used to ridicule villains who had to die before fighting. Now he has to do this role himself. This is a stupid thing that forces others to kill himself. Never do it again.
He laughed inwardly, but he looked away a little, followed by a smile of evil charm. "Or is it that even Xuanmen's head is upside down for this palace?"
"It turns out that you really aren't saved."
He used to laugh like this in the past, but today when he saw the old Taoist prince's disappointment for a moment, he suddenly felt that he was disgusting. Fortunately, this self-loathing did not need to continue, because Qingxuzi finally drew his sword.
"Let me see how strong the heavenly sword in the hands of Xuanmen's head is!"
He wasn't prepared to hold hands, seeing that Fang Jianyi had become a reality, even if he released the magic of his whole body. The bliss is originally a Buddhist practice. The deeper the practitioner ’s merits, the more powerful they become. When they are trained to the extreme, they can transform the world into a pure land of bliss. Now they have been converted into magic Taoism, and merits have become sin. He Huan, based on his 80-year killing career, has created endless dirt that is enough to destroy the common people.
Taking him as a guide, dark clouds cover the sun and the moon, boundless magic tumbling out from the ground, dark colors cover the entire barren mountains, rivers and fishes, forests, and birds are instantly turned into bones, and even the soul is restrained by the black mist. relief. If not for the two, the monks below Yuan Ying would have been tacitly dismissed before the war, and in just this moment, a large number of unjust souls would have emerged in the barren mountains.
The method of magical cultivation has always extinct humanity regardless of the enemy. He Huan is the first time he has done his best. He knows that the Four Elephants Lock Fairy can only stop himself for a moment, and soon his magic will break through the four immortal swords and be externalized. For real Infernal Purgatory, fortunately, he does not need to worry about such consequences, because the Qing Xuzi in front of him has waved his sword.
Tiandao Jianyi, as Xianjia Gongfa, originally restrained the magic of the world. When the Tahao sword came out of the sheath, the diffuse magic energy was instantly melted by the mighty spirit. Unlike other Xuanmen disciples, Qingxuzi's sword is grey and grey, and there is no glory, which symbolizes the initial chaos of all things. At this time, the imperial sword comes from the mountains and is not exposed, as if fully integrated into the magic. Silently he came to He Huan.
This seemingly fluttering sword is like the appearance of an old Taoist priest, which makes people completely unable to find the place to be afraid. Only He Huan who is targeted by it knows that he cannot escape the sword at all.
This sword contains the causal power unique to Heaven. He has thousands of ways to change the trajectory of the sword, but he cannot change the result. Qing Xuzi is the most gentle Xuanmen in charge, and he is the one who is the most integrated with heaven. As if he was really chosen by heaven to walk the world, his stunt can be used to control the laws of the world with heaven and earth within a moment. Heavenly Sword Intent-Avenue Promise.
In the past, He Huan never took the Qing Xuzi seriously to others, until now he knew how bad the sword was, and finally understood why Qing Xuzi persisted in benevolence for hundreds of years and was not counted by others because the sky was protecting him.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the shore of Luoxian Lake when he was young. At that time, the sky was clear, the flowers were not yet thanked, and the grass was still green. Everything was still the original look. He was unable to confirm his sincerity, and Bu Qingyun sat by the lake and asked distressed Master, "Master, you What is the Tao? "
Watching the disciples enter the confusion that every monk will experience, the Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled warmly and took a packet of jujube cake from his arms and habitually stuffed it into the young man's mouth. , For the world style. For the world style, Changde does not hesitate and returns to the endless. "
This is what the scriptures say, and Bu Qingyun naturally read it. Only when the master is perfunctory, and the cheeks are bulging with two pieces of pastry, he yells, "But Master, black is black, white is white, if We will not punish the wicked. How can there be peace in the world? "
At that time, he was too young to know that the world was not so black and white at all, even if the fairy was probably not able to guarantee that he could always distinguish who was right and who was wrong.
So, in the end, Master only touched his head lovingly, and sighed, "Qing Yun, your way must go by yourself. Master can only tell you that everything is too late, and you will be able to see the moon and the moon. In the future, No matter what kind of suffering you encounter, you must never drive yourself to death. You have a master, a younger brother, and a lot of friends who are willing to help you. This world is a world of beings. You do n’t have to fight alone.

He was not obedient since he was a child. When Bulian Lian obediently read and practiced words, he only loved going down the mountain to find some textbooks. Later, even after he became a master of Xuanmen, he still acted according to his own wishes and never did what Master said. Purdue all beings like that; even to this day, he hasn't left a half way for himself, and is really an unlovable disciple.
However, you have not been taught by my master. When I have no master, no younger brother, no friends, and my enemies are all under the sky, who can help me clear away the layers of dark clouds that are squeezing in the sky?
Perhaps Brother Xuanmen is really hard-hearted, the sword Qi has reached his chest, and he has prepared the final method of the Spirit Breaking Technique in his hands. With only one seal, the life of He Huan, the devil, can end here. Jianghu will have a happy ending.
However, at this last moment, his body suddenly lost control, and his right hand yanked out the waist cut cloud sword, the silver light cut through the heavy haze in front of his eyes, and the bright sword like Yuehua made the silver and white sword body brighter. Faced the oncoming sword.
The same is the difference between Tiandao and Jianyi. The gap between the swords and the qi rolled, but He Huan saw his body fell to the ground severely, and he barely stood up with the support of the sword. Then he raised his head to reveal what bitter and bright eyes, and angered at the soul of the body whose heart had been recovered: "Don't you know to wake me?"
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