Super Elation Under the Sun

Walking out of the imperial city, the two swordsmen walked without the imperial sword. Instead, they walked on the streets of Yongning City. In the incident one month ago, although the news of Tai Xuan's murder was spread, who killed it? , And only some people know it.

Ordinary people are not among them.

So when Chao Fengchen with the sword hanging and the withered old man with the sword hanging on the street, no one's attention was attracted.

The withered old man still has a few pieces of pastry in his hand, which will be his last few pieces.

He was reluctant to eat.

Chao Fengchen walked ahead and suddenly said, "Why should I stay and have a look."

This is a declarative sentence, and of course it is also an interrogative sentence.

The withered old man didn't bother to think about these things. Hearing Chao Fengchen's question, he even said angrily: "How do I know."

After walking a few steps towards Fengchen, passing through the streets where many hawkers gather, and walking out of the city gate, without speaking.

Until they walked on the official road outside the city, Chao Fengchen actually whistled somewhat happily.

The withered old man turned his head and took a look, and then confirmed that it was Chao Fengchen who whistled and looked strange.

This kind of behavior shouldn't have happened to Chao Fengchen.

So the withered old man felt baffled, thinking that he had never seen you so happy before, and there hasn’t been anything that makes people happy today. Why are you so happy?

"The mountains on earth are tired of each other, but they can't be resolved."

This is Chao Fengchen's sigh.

The withered old man frowned, wondering what is the meaning of these bullshit?

Knowing that the withered old man was puzzled, Chao Fengchen smiled and said, "But I see the possibility."

This sentence is also in the mist.

Speaking towards Fengchen, it seems that it is always the case, say some, and let others chew the rest.

The withered old man said angrily: "You can make it clear!"

Chao Fengchen glanced at him, and didn't tell him all the assumptions he thought of, because they were just assumptions.

So the withered old man became more depressed.

He could only change the topic. He didn't know why, so he talked about Concubine Hua, talking about the stupidity of these women, but some people are willing to look at them stupid, they can't resist, they can only be stupid.

Chao Fengchen felt a little bit interesting and said seriously: "After Concubine Hua became a queen, the clever women in the palace became stupid."

A woman who knows when to become stupid is naturally less stupid.

The withered old man sighed: "Her craftsmanship is destined to be unfamiliar."

As a queen, naturally she doesn’t have to live carefully. Besides, with the view of longevity behind her, her life will be very good. Naturally, these pastry crafts are going to be unfamiliar. I will eat pastries next time, I don’t know. Is it the taste now?

Some things will change.

Some things will not change.

Everything depends on whether you have the heart.

Chao Fengchen smiled and said: "Let's go with the flow."

The withered old man nodded, and stopped delving into this question, but instead asked, "That boy, Li Fuyao, what does he want to do?"

From the very beginning Zhao Fengchen's attitude towards Li Fuyao, the withered old man had no reason not to believe that Li Fuyao was not someone Zhao Fengchen highly valued.

Chao Fengchen frowned and asked, "Am I Li Fuyao?"

The withered old man shook his head.

"Then what do you ask me to do?"

The withered old man was expressionless.

I wondered if I should stab you with a few swords.

Chao Fengchen smiled and said: "There is a game of chess where a big man is playing with another big man. There are many chess pieces in the chess. I am one of them. But in fact, Li Fuyao doesn't even have the qualifications to be on this board. He wants to climb. Going up and being pulled down by life."

"But it's such a person, there was no expectation, so everyone has expectations of him."

"Besides, his luck is really good."

The withered old man thought that he could even see Wan Chi and Liu Xiang, so naturally he was lucky.

Chao Fengchen did not speak.

Sometimes, the situation on the chessboard really requires factors outside the chessboard.

——

The big ship floated on the sea for several months, and when I looked up, there was seawater everywhere, no matter how beautiful the scenery was.

Besides, it's not really good-looking, so everyone is tired.

Li Fuyao didn't.

Because he didn't even watch it.

In the past few months, the evolution of the spiritual palace, although it was due to my own body, which caused slow progress, but no matter how slow it is, there will always be progress. The most significant manifestation is Tongjian 19 The connection is getting closer. This kind of connection is different from the previous Xiaoxue Qingsi. The fake natal sword is different from the normal natal sword, it is different, and it is very normal to think about it.

After evolving into the spiritual palace, if Li Fuyao wanted to kill the enemy in the future, it would be much simpler.

At least the combat power cannot be the same as now.

Why the sword immortal Wanchi could stand out among the many sword immortals and become the sword immortal second only to Liu Xiang is directly related to his ability to possess so many fake natal swords.

It was not the result Li Fuyao wanted to blindly walk the way of others, but now he can only walk around.

It's a mixed learning, and finally walked out a path of his own.

It's just that it will not go too smoothly.

The big ship is drifting on the sea, and the land in the distance is already visible, because the big ship is not heading towards a certain ferry, this time it should be mostly in the mountains and forests.

Li Fuyao walked out of the wing, Guanxi still sitting on the bow.

There is no wave in the ancient well.

Guanxi naturally did not intend to go to the demon land, but the big boat was Li Fuyao's big boat. Naturally, Li Fuyao had to listen to Li Fuyao's itinerary. Li Fuyao and Guanxi couldn't talk about the relationship, so naturally they didn't give Guanxi anything to consider.

Li Fuyao stood at the bow of the ship, looking into the distance, thinking about the land he was about to set foot on.

Thoughts are complicated.

In the battle between the human race and the demon race six thousand years ago, the absolute main force was naturally the Canghai Realm monks, the demon earth great demon, the mountain and river saint and the sword fairy of both sides.

But in fact, since the beginning of the war, the great demon of the demon land was directed at the sword immortal. These astonishing swordsmen were the thorn in the eyes of the great demon, who wanted to unify the mountains and rivers.

Must kill the sword immortal first.

So the earth-shattering battle naturally started between the big demon and the sword fairy.

Some people even thought that the strongest battle of the year would definitely be between Jianxian Liuxiang and Demon Emperor.

Unfortunately, in the end, Liu Xiang went to find Chengxian Road because he was divided into two, and finally died in Jianshan. The demon emperor's death was even more unclear.

The last demon emperor in the history of the demon land, if it weren't for the existence of Liu Xiang, the demon emperor deserved to be invincible in the world.

After him, the Demon Land has not been unified for six thousand years.

Even if it is as strong as Qingtianjun, it is still not qualified.

After six thousand years of the vicissitudes of life, the swordsman withered, and the human and the demon coexist peacefully, but even so, there will be occasional figures of the swordsman in the demon land, and the sword immortal has never known it for nearly a hundred years. How many big monsters have made swords.

The relationship between Yaotu and the swordsman is too complicated.

Guanxi suddenly said: "The donor is destined to go to the demon land."

Li Fu shook his head and glanced at Guanxi, and said calmly: "The relationship between the monster land and the swordsman has always been bad."

Six thousand years have passed since the relationship was not good, and now there are even more slashing swords in Qingqiu.

The relationship is even worse.

Even if the big demon didn't come from the demon land, it was destined to be the demon clan. This was the first time a big demon was beheaded by the sword immortal in front of the world after 6,000 years. If the demon clan was still indifferent, it would surprise people.

Now the swordsman in the demon land is already struggling.

Guanxi folded his hands together and said calmly: "The donor may die."

Li Fuyao remembered what he had said to Chao Fengchen before, and smiled: "Everyone will die."

Guanxi thought for a while, nodded and said, "Death is just right."

In the eyes of most people, even in the eyes of the Three Sect monks who have always looked down on swordsmen, the ultimate destination of swordsmen is to die in the demon land.

Li Fuyao sneered: "Where is the place where you died right?"

Guanxi didn't look at Li Fuyao, and calmly replied, "The rest of the monks are naturally going to die for the sake of saving all living beings. The poor monks are different. The poor monks need to burn themselves if they die."

Li Fuyao frowned and didn't say much.

"It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that when the Buddha saw an eagle dying, he cut off his body and fed the eagle. He saved the eagle's life and became a Buddha again. But after the eagle spreads its wings and flies high, he forgets the Buddha's kindness. In this way, the poor monk does not learn from the Buddha. There are thousands of roads to becoming a Buddha. The countless people that the Buddha has walked are eager to follow. If this is so, the poor monk, the Buddha, would rather not succeed. "

Guanxi sat on the bow of the boat and smiled: "Whether it is Lingshan or Buddha's soil, monks are afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect and blood on their hands. For this reason, even the Buddha's soil is not arbitrarily stepped out of the Buddha's soil. I'm afraid I will never reach the other side."

Because of the initial incident, Li Fuyao's perception of Guanxi was extremely bad, but now after listening to Guanxi's words, Li Fuyao discovered that there were other changes in his views of a monk, but if it is said that this is why Li Fuyao He just forgot about the previous things, and he couldn't do it.

Li Fuyao is not a person who will repay him, but he is definitely not a person who can pass everything with a smile.

Guanxi looked at Li Fuyao and asked, "After the donor arrives, can the poor monk and the donor go together?"

Li Fuyao was surprised: "What are you going to do in the demon land?"

"Since he is training his mind in the red dust, the poor monk naturally wants to go to the most difficult place, not to mention that he has now been taken to the demon land."

Li Fuyao laughed blankly, "It seems that Yaotu is not friendly to the monk."

What Li Fuyao said was of course the old thing.

Different from the tribal monks who flourished in the mountains and rivers, the dying line of swordsmen and the Buddhist land far to the west were even worse with the demon land.

"Dying in the demon land with the donor is not necessarily so unacceptable."

There was a smile on Guanxi's face.

Li Fuyao looked at the sea, "I might not save you."

Guanxi whispered, "The same goes for the poor monks."

Li Fuyao stopped talking, just looked at the sea and was silent.

The demon land is right in front of you.