Super Elation Under the Sun

An attack that ended without disease came to an end. The reading seed of Xuegong was safe and sound, and Zhou Xuance was not seriously injured. Therefore, there was no loss to the Xuegong. After this attack, there were two things. Will spread throughout the world.

The leader of the Demon Cult, Lin Hongzhu, reappeared in the world. Needless to say, every major academy in Yanling will have a little heart tremor. After the demon sect fell, many of the great scholars in the academy have sent anger to Lin Hongzhu for deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestor. The disciples are the scum of Confucianism, but the articles written by those great Confucians at that time were all sent out after the news that the leader was dead. The timing was so delicate that people had to applaud. But it was originally just an icing on the cake. After the news that Lin Hongzhu was not dead, he wanted to come to those old guys, and he really had to ponder the content of the article he wrote.

As for the ancestor of Jianshan, Xu Ji, going down the mountain to produce his sword, it is actually more eye-catching than Lin Hongzhu’s reappearance in the world. He has always been known as the invincible swordsman in the same realm. In recent years, there have been swordsmen in the mountains and rivers. Appearing, but at least not in the Chaoyang realm, the realm is higher, it is probably hard to see, but these days, the things that happened before and after are actually enough to make people think carefully.

The master Liang of Shenxie Mountain also climbed Jianshan. Needless to say, Xu Ji, the ancestor of Jianshan must be a sword, but the final result is no need to guess. Naturally, he lost to the first person of the Taoist school. This is understandable. , After all, Liang is also said to be a superb figure who can enter the sacred only half a step away. The sage does not come out and no one can stop it. It is normal. Even if the ancestor of Jianshan, Xu Ji, is the same as the climber, he can face There is no two-person master in this class, and it is acceptable to have a worse one.

But on that day, it was rumored that the sword fairy was facing a certain Taoist saint in a certain place. Although the two did not really let go of their hands and feet to fight, their own momentum is enough. Explain many things.

The power of the saint is indeed not something that the human monk under the clouds can guess.

What makes people even more shocking is that just half a month ago, the news came back from the monster land, saying that before Zhao Qingqiu confronted the Taoist sage, he even had a saint with two monster land giants. Battle.

No one knows the process, but in the end Chao Qingqiu returned to the mountains and rivers safely, as long as he is not a fool, he knows that Chao Qingqiu nowadays, if there is no accident, it is already a saint who would not dare to provoke easily. .

With the sword fairy Zhao Qingqiu sitting in town, now Xu Ji inexplicably goes down the mountain to take out his sword, which is more worthy of contemplation.

No matter how Jianshan fell, it would not be obvious that Xu Ji would go down the mountain to kill these Confucian monks unreasonably, so this time after Xu Ji took the sword, the turbulence caused would not be small.

It's just that currently, no one would have thought that Xu Ji's sword was for a little swordsman who was not in the second stage.

Even if it is true.

Holding a pile of eating reading seeds and running to this side with tears, she originally thought that no matter how dead she looked at Li Fuyao by then, she would accept it, but she didn't expect to wait until she ran here, but the scene was so impressive. It was something that I hadn't thought of before.

Sitting under a certain roof, Li Fuyao was looking into the distance, eating the pill that Gu Yuan had given before eating like a candy pill.

Gu Yuan stopped suddenly and shouted: "Li Fuyao, are you still alive?!"

Li Fuyao turned his head with difficulty, hehe smiled and said, "Where can I die so easily?"

Li Fuyao actually smiled reluctantly when he laughed and affected the wound.

Gu Yuan, the little girl, didn't notice, but after running over, she put down a lot of food, wiped her face, and let out a sigh of relief.

Li Fuyao looked at the little girl's red eyes and joked: "Why, I really thought I was dead, so I can't wait to cry?"

Hearing this sentence, Gu Yuan subconsciously made a cold snort, but as soon as he turned his head and looked at Li Fuyao like this, he tried his best to hold back it, but only concerned and asked: "Li Fuyao, you were beaten by someone. Does it hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Li Fu shook his head, pretending to be scared, and said: "Don't be afraid, if you miss your mouth when you return to the academy, those brothers who love you can't wait to take my skin off?"

Gu Yuan stared at Li Fuyao several times before frowning and said, "Li Fuyao, how many times have I told you, we scholars, it's not so unreasonable."

Li Fuyao tugged at the corner of his mouth, noncommittal.

Gu Yuan was active, and after seeing Li Fuyao couldn’t die, he started talking about other things, “I saw an old grandfather before. He was so powerful. He defeated the man in red with a single sword. Here, is he the old senior of your Jianshan?"

Li Fuyao touched his head, "Yes, we are the most powerful senior on Jianshan."

Gu Yuan nodded, and soon sighed again, "Li Fuyao, when will you become as powerful as that old grandfather?"

Li Fuyao thought about it carefully before he gave a pertinent answer, "It will take one or two hundred years. If you are less lucky, you may not reach that level in your life."

Gu Yuan sighed, "It's over, thinking about you, Li Fuyao might as well become proud of myself one day!"

Li Fuyao laughed, but soon grinned because of the wound.

It was really unbearable to be kicked over by a Confucian scholar in the Chaoyang Realm.

Gu Yuan was covering her mouth and giggling, and then she started to go to Li Fuyao's food and found a bag of fruits, chewing one by one, feeling the sour taste in her mouth, the little girl frowned, but She kept her mouth moving, and she looked very cute.

Li Fuyao lowered his head, and also picked up a bag of fruit, and was also eating, but one by one, eating slowly.

He doesn't feel sour, only a little bitter.

Zhou Xuance, who was long overdue, stood in the distance, looking at this uncommon young swordsman with a trance.

He had never seen the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu whose reputation had already spread beyond the sky, nor had he seen those sword immortals six thousand years ago, but he vaguely felt that the young man in front of him looked like that kind of sword immortal.

Although there is no reason to be a support point.

Zhou Xuance shook his head and smiled.

When the scholar who had read a lot of books suddenly felt that he should carry the sword, he also felt that perhaps he would achieve higher achievements in sword practice, and then the scholar was trapped in Luoyang Zhanxing Building.

Thinking of the scholar named Li Changgu, Zhou Xuance suddenly laughed in a low voice: "A small star picking building can really trap you? According to the old man, it shouldn't be, then when will you guys plan to go downstairs and take a look? This world? Or look up at the clouds?"

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The tall building in Luoyang City is called the Star-Catching Tower.

Sword Qi overflowed.

A middle-aged man in a gray cloth shirt sitting on the roof is turning over some poems he wrote when he was young. The manuscripts that have been written for 20 years, most of the middle-aged men can’t remember. But when I look through it, I only think of something.

The manuscript of a poem that he is reading now is called "Lovesickness" which he wrote when he was young. The poem is not so brilliant, but the ending sentence "The manuscript travels thirty thousand miles, and the poor falls on a certain hill." Looks in a trance.

When he wrote this poem, he was still studying in the academy. The purpose of writing this poem was just to express lovesickness. After writing this poem, he thought about seeing her one day and then telling her, but he did not expect to see her next time. At the time she was married as a woman.

Missed a lot.

The middle-aged man sighed silently, closed the poem, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the building.

The iron sword trembling slightly at his waist.

In the seventy spring and autumn, this man's knowledge has actually been much higher than before, but there is no one upstairs, and I don't know who to talk to.

It doesn't matter if he was trapped here, or if he painted the ground himself as a prison, anyway, he stayed in this star-catching upstairs for seventy years, and he didn't know how long he would stay.

This middle-aged man didn't have much thoughts about this. Whether he went downstairs or not was just a small matter.

When the time comes, you can naturally go downstairs.

What about going downstairs if the time is not up?

There was a sound of small footsteps behind the middle-aged man, and soon a gentle voice rang in his ears, "Mr. Changgu, there is one thing I can't think through, so I specifically asked him."

Li Changgu didn't turn his head, and replied calmly: "What's the matter?"

Needless to say, the man who dared to call himself me in Luoyang City was naturally the Emperor Yanling.

The Emperor Yanling asked warmly: "If a Taoist figure walks into my Luoyang City, should I let someone stop her and send her to Yanling Academy?"

Li Changgu said flatly: "If you are a Taoist man, who can stop Luoyang City?"

Emperor Yanling explained in a low voice: "That Liangxi Taoist, Ye Shengge entered Luoyang City a few days ago."

Li Changgu nodded, and quickly said: "Guardian Liang Yi’s lover, if you want to fight her idea, even if Yanling Academy is thinking about making a move, he dare not blatantly. If something happens in your Luoyang city, Can't find the culprit, can you keep this city?"

Emperor Yanling laughed loudly, "In this way, I don't know anything anymore."

Li Changgu explained: "Just let you know the news, you know it's not easy."

Emperor Yanling nodded, "I know this naturally. The reason why I came to ask Mr. Changgu is just for peace of mind."

Li Changgu stood up, pinned the poem to his waist at will, turned his head and looked at Emperor Yanling's eyes, and said seriously: "Your dynasty's throne is easy to sit or not. If you have to stick to your own ideas, Maybe one day someone will appear in your palace and pick your head. On the contrary, it will be safe and stable for a lifetime. Any major event will be stopped by the palace for you. You know this in your heart and I know it. So I won’t say much. What I want to say today, Li Changgu, is that although people in the world know this, there are really very few choices like you, at least in my opinion, not too many. To praise you, you should also know, but those people in this world who want to do some special things often end up badly. For example, I have been trapped in this building for 70 years. For example, you may suddenly Sudden death, such an ending, you really don't feel uncomfortable at all?"

Emperor Yanling rubbed his brows, and said helplessly: "Be cautious, like walking on thin ice."

Li Changgu laughed at himself: "That's the way I can live a long time without feeling sorry for myself."

Emperor Yanling deliberately did not listen to the meaning in Li Changgu’s words, but took a few steps to sort out the scattered poems for this gentleman, but when sorting out, he really saw a few brilliant verses, Emperor Yanling I was a little lost, but he didn't say anything, but Li Changgu said softly: "In the poem, there are some out-of-date truths, saying that listening to others will make you tired."

The Emperor Yanling remembered something and chuckled softly: "Not necessarily, sir, did you know that there is a real scholar in Luoyang City."

Li Changgu laughed off.

Emperor Yanling said calmly: "That scholar, he has good chess skills. He has read the poems of his husband before. Although he didn't praise him, he can see his admiration for him in a few words. Tell outsiders, I want to bring him up, sir and him, there must be something to say."

Li Changgu sat back again, and he was not very interested in these things.

Emperor Yanling immediately sat down again and said with a smile: "It's okay to tell Mr. Changgu something that Mr. doesn't know."

Li Changgu made no sound.

Emperor Yanling remembered the previous spy, and said softly: "Does Mr. Changgu have heard of Lin Hongzhu, the leader of the demon cult?"

"After the Demon Cult of the year was annihilated by the Academy, it was already said that no one survived the entire Demon Cult, but the body of Lin Hongzhu was not seen. I think it is true that this leader is still alive. Why? ?"

Emperor Yanling smiled and said: "This demon cult leader is brave and has been silent for many years. When he shot, he did a big thing and attacked the old Mr. Zhou Xuance in the Academy."

Li Changgu was startled, "That old gentleman was the Demon Cult that was personally destroyed back then. Lin Hongzhu was not as good as the old gentleman in his cultivation back then, and now there is no chance of winning."

Emperor Yanling smiled and said: "I don't know the specific content, but I know that it is at the border of Chen Kingdom. Jianshan ancestor Xu Ji went down to shoot his sword, Lin Hongzhu was defeated, and another monk also suffered. It’s not clear who it is."

Li Changgu turned his head, "Xu Ji?"

Emperor Yanling nodded slowly.

Li Changgu said with some regret: "The ancestor of Jianshan was originally a figure who was expected to become a sword immortal. If he hadn't forced his shots back then, it would not be easy for Liang Yi to go to Jianshan before he came."

Emperor Yanling smiled, "A monk on the mountain like Mr. I don't understand at all."

Li Changgu didn't say much, and finally just smiled.

In the final analysis, the monks on the mountain are no different from ordinary people, but they have the ability to open up their horizons. Except for the few who stand on the mountain and don't think too much, the rest of the monks' thinking and thinking are actually the same as ordinary people. Intrigue is not unique to Yamashita.

In Li Changgu's view, these things are too normal.

The benevolence and morality promoted by Confucianism, in fact, may not be able to be implemented in the academic palace. There is really no grudge among the few saints, who are all about Confucianism and the people?

I'm afraid not necessarily.

This is true of Confucianism, especially in Liangxi.

It's hard to tell.

The Taoist species Ye Shengge will be attacked many times the next time the mountain is attacked. This Confucian reading seed walks through the world once, isn't it being targeted and calculated?

Is there a fundamental difference between Confucianism, which is full of reason, and Taoism, which has always used fist as reason?

Li Changgu has been thinking about it, but he didn't think it through.

Stunned Li Changgu sighed and looked down at the iron sword on his waist.

Sure enough, the swordsman was the most unrestrained in this mountain and river.

It's just that this situation is difficult.

Emperor Yanling stayed upstairs for a while and then went downstairs. After all, some things still need to be handled by him. If the emperor is not seen in the palace, I am afraid it will not last long.

Before going downstairs, Li Changgu suddenly held the hilt of the sword at his waist and said earnestly: "If you really want to do that, remember to think carefully."

Emperor Yanling nodded, indicating that it should be so.

Li Changgu no longer talks nonsense.

Emperor Yanling went downstairs.

After the Emperor Yanling had gone away, Li Changgu looked up. On that day, he slashed the yellow dragon's head with a single sword and returned to the morning and evening. The next time the sword was out, it was when he was out of the building.

But if the sword around his waist is out of the sheath, it should be going to be upstairs.

You can see the sea only when you reach the height of the building.

——

Xu Ji returned to Jianshan.

Before going to Jianshan, the ancestor of Jianshan went to the bottom of the cliff.

Outside the bamboo house under the cliff, three or two in gray robe and four or two in white are standing side by side, waiting for the ancestors.

Xu Ji came under the big rock, stopped, and asked softly: "After Xu Ji died, if something happens on the mountain, can Senior take action?"

The face is the same as the young man's expressions, "I'm at the bottom of the cliff, how can I get out?"

Xu Ji smiled stunned, "Junior placed a sword formation on Jianshan. With the help of Jianshan's thousands of swords, seniors can naturally leave for a while."

Three and two were silent for a moment, and then asked a question, "Xu Ji, why did you go up the mountain to practice swordsman?"

Xu Ji whispered: "I haven't read some novels when I was young, and felt that the heroes who use swords in this arena are really more bold than those who use other weapons. I originally thought that he would be a man in this life. The Jianghu heroes are already pretty good. Who knows that there is still a chance to touch the threshold of the sword fairy. Although it is just a glimpse, there is no regret."

Three or two questioned: "Really no regrets?"

Xu Ji sighed, "To be honest, I regret a lot."

Three or two stretched out their hands, "If there is such a day, I won't wait for Liu Xiang."

Xu Ji smiled and threw the old things over, and was about to turn around and leave, but then turned around and suddenly asked, "Dare to ask Senior, is it possible that Liu Jianxian is still alive?"

Three and two said flatly: "Since I am not sure that he is dead, why don't you believe that he is still alive? You are not lucky. You have never seen Liu Xiang, but I have met him. He is not dead. It has to be that simple."

Xu Jing nodded, no longer asked, turned and left.

Three and two randomly threw the old things into the sword forest behind, then turned his head to look at the four and two beside him.

Four or two whispered softly: "You want to say, what if Liu Xiang really comes back, but you leave first? According to me, what is the relationship? You and Liu Xiang are not wrong. To stay together, you don’t have to consider him in the choices you make."

Three or two in a gray robe smiled and said, "I want to see you more than waiting for Liu Xiang."

Four or two without hesitation, a chestnut hit the three or two.

Three and two frowned.

Four or two coldly snorted: "You are not allowed to come in to sleep at night!"

Three or two immediately covered his face with sadness.

You shouldn't mess with this unreasonable wife!

——

Xu Ji, who came to Wenjianping, changed into a gray cloth shirt and tied her hair with a headband before sitting in the middle of Wenjianping.

This ancestor who has been alone in Jianshan for many years has a plain expression and a smile on his face.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, I remembered the bits and pieces of these years, when was the first time I lifted my sword, when I stepped into the Swordsman Avenue, when I first confronted others, and when everyone knew it. Swordsman.

After thinking too much, the ancestor suddenly laughed softly.

"I have been a sword all my life. I really missed a lot of scenery."

No one answered, because there was no one else on this sword mountain.

A sense of desolation.

The ancestor said to himself: "I promised Ji to carry a sword at the age of sixteen. I was born for the sword in my entire life. I have never done anything against my heart. There is only one thing in my life that I regret. Canghai, don’t complain about everything else. That’s all, it’s good to be here for the rest of my life."

"Chen Sheng, you stinky boy, I don't want you to be a sword fairy for the teacher, but you **** take care of the little guy Fuyao for the old man. If you don't do it, the old man won't reward you with a thousand swords! "

"Wu Shanhe, the burden of Jianshan is on you, you have to carry it, and the prosperity will decline, and the decline to this day, the swordsman line is exactly when the dead tree is in the spring, and the sword mountain is with you in the future, and it will not be supported. This is certain. Remember."

"Little guy Fuyao, you little guy must go far forward to see what the realm of the sea is, and what is on the sea. Anyway, you can't stop. Master looks at you from the sky."

After the ancestors said this, he laughed.

Until twilight, the old man was babbling and talking about something, until finally he reached out his hand as if he wanted to catch something, and after trembling for a long time, he realized that the old man was using his hand as a sword.

Compared to a sword style.

The swordsman was down.

Very bleak.

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Somewhere in the northern demon land, Chen Sheng, who was piercing a demon with a sword, suddenly raised his head.

A **** face.

He suddenly looked towards Jianshan.

The swordsman suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Master?"

No one answered.

Just now, Chen Sheng felt a twitch in his heart.

Suddenly sad.

Chen Sheng drew out the white fish sword casually.

Frowning and glanced at the south.

He wiped his face casually.

This swordsman in the Chaomu Realm looked at the two demon cultivators in the distance and walked slowly.

The setting sun stretched Chen Sheng's back very long.

——

The other white-robed swordsman, who was also in the demon land, did not confront others, instead, there was a man in blue shirt standing beside him.

The man in the green shirt was very enchanting, and he didn't bother to cover up.

After all, in the demon land, this man with a green shirt can rank in the top six.

The one in a white robe, the sword fairy faces Qingqiu!

Qingshan man, demon giant Qingtianjun!

These two are all monks in the Canghai Realm.

Qing Tianjun took the lead to speak, "Chao Qingqiu, now that the last swordsman on Jianshan has died, what do you think?"

Chao Qingqiu's tone was flat, "Kill a few more monsters."

Qing Tianjun said helplessly: "You talk about your temper, no one in the demon land is looking for trouble with your swordsmen. The Taoism and Confucianism in the mountains and rivers teach you not to provoke you, just come and find trouble for us demon cultivators."

Chao Qingqiu calmly said: "When I stand here, there are so many people who want me to die. It's almost the same when standing there."

Qing Tianjun smiled heartily, "You are the most powerful in the world in Qingqiu. The people of the three religions are afraid that you will become immortal first, and our demon land is also afraid, so everyone thinks of you to die."

Chao Qingqiu didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth curled up.

Qingtianjun whispered: "It's just that your goal towards Qingqiu is not here. There are many variables in becoming a fairy. Who knows if this broken mountain river will make you so real that you can't be a real sword fairy. If you can’t wait, don’t you let the mountain and river swordsman have no shelter, then it is better for you to become an immortal. Anyway, when the swordsman line is destroyed, it will be a foregone conclusion. You are really tired to live. Go too far forward and you can't allow others to walk in front of you."

Chao Qingqiu turned his head, shrugged, and made a rare joke, "Mr. Qingtian, I should have pierced you with a single sword."

Qing Tianjun stepped back a few steps, looked at Chao Qingqiu with dread, and smiled indifferently, his figure no longer exists.

Qing Tianjun breathed a sigh of relief.

He is half of Chao Qingqiu's friend, and he is half of Chao Qingqiu's friend.

It's a bit confusing, but it is true.

In Chao Qingqiu's life, I'm afraid not to mention that there are not many friends, not even half of them.

I really can't find many who are qualified to be friends of Chao Qingqiu.

Even if he finds so many, Chao Qingqiu is willing to say something!

After all, this sword fairy is unparalleled in the world.

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In a certain street in Luoyang City, Ye Shengge in a white dress took a bunch of candied haws and walked slowly on a certain street. In front of him was a group of children playing in the alley, among them a little girl with croissants. Wearing a little red cotton-padded jacket, it may be that the little girl’s parents were afraid that the little girl was caught in the wind and cold, so she made the little girl dress so thick in this late autumn.

Ye Shengge walked forward, and it happened that a group of children were chasing each other in the alley. The little girl chased a child and ran here. The child cleverly avoided Ye Shengge, but it was the little girl’s turn. At that time, the little girl ran with her head buried in her head, without seeing Ye Shengge in front of her.

Ran into Ye Shengge full of arms.

The little girl was in pain and cried loudly on the spot.

Ye Shengge, who was holding a bunch of candied haws, thought about bending down to take the little girl, and saw a woman stepping out of a house not far in front.

When the woman saw the scene here, even if she yelled, the content was mostly asking why Ye Shengge hit her daughter. Ye Shengge frowned and looked up at the woman.

The woman kept talking and began to scold some more excessive words.

Things like Hu Meizi are hard to hear.

Ye Shengge expressionlessly took out an ingot of silver and threw it at the woman's forehead.

With a bang, the woman fell backward.

But she stood up quickly, not to trouble Ye Shengge, but to find the silver.

The woman didn't care about the little girl from beginning to end.

Ye Shengge shook his head, knelt down, and handed the candied haws to the little girl. The little girl hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to accept it.

Many children on the side swallowed, I'm afraid now they are wondering why they didn't hit this white skirt sister.

The woman saw this situation in the distance and laughed loudly: "Girl, take it, this girl is a good person, don't be afraid."

The little girl hesitated and reached out to take it.

But there are still some tears on his face.

Ye Shengge didn't have the slightest affection for the woman, but when she lowered her head and looked at the little girl, she suddenly felt a little lost.

This little girl is really pretty.

Holding the little girl holding the candied haws, Ye Shengge suddenly lowered his head and asked: "Take me to Luoyang City for a walk?"

The little girl got a bunch of candied haws and nodded quickly.

The woman in the distance didn't bother to care about these things.

Let Ye Shengge lead the little girl forward.

I am not worried about whether my daughter will be coaxed away.

In this city of Luoyang, I haven't found any child who was taken away like this.

Ye Shengge led the little **** the streets of Luoyang City before asking, "What is your name?"

The little girl who was biting the candied haws replied timidly: "Li Xiaoxue."

Ye Shengge frowned and said, "You are the only one in your family? Do you have a brother or something."

The little girl shook her head, and asked with a puzzled look: "Sister, why do you ask?"

Ye Shengge replied calmly: "I just looked at your mother as if she didn't like you very much, is it your mother?"

The little girl said sadly: "My mother has always had this temper. Dad still likes me very much, but Dad usually does business on the east side of the city and is not at home."

Ye Shengge nodded, signalling to know.

After walking with Ye Shengge for a long time, the little girl's words gradually began to increase. After the little girl became familiar with Ye Shengge, she began to drag the white-clothed sister around, making Ye Shengge a little unexpected and caught off guard.

Two people, one big and one small, walked many places. It was almost dusk before they returned to the alley. The woman was not at the door. The little girl stopped and patted her clothes.

She looked up embarrassedly and said to Ye Shengge: "If my mother sees that the clothes are dirty, I will be scolded."

Ye Shengge was noncommittal.

Just let go and say goodbye to the little girl.

The little girl took a few steps, and suddenly speeded up and ran forward.

Not to run into the house, but to the entrance of the alley.

A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant picked up the little girl and laughed heartily.

Ye Shengge looked at from a distance, startled.

That middle-aged man should be the father of the little girl Li Xiaoxue.

Ye Shengge turned and left.

The little girl over there seemed to be still talking to her father, and then she pointed to Ye Shengge's back.

The middle-aged man's complexion remained unchanged, but he held the little girl and opened the door of his house.

There are some words that no one knows and no one has heard.

Because the middle-aged man never told anyone.

But in fact, some things have actually happened, and no one can deny it.

Even if no one knows it, it is a fact that something happened.