Acting for the gods

Chapter 341: Don't Do To Others What You Don't Want To Do To You!

As the main character, Fengyun's potential goes without saying.

In the early stage of Duanlang, he could even suppress Bu Jingyun. Although he was left behind by Fengyun because of his background, he was able to eat two dragon yuan to counterattack, and even killed the mighty Di Shitian.

Compared with Fengyun who is always hanging up, Duanlang's life is more real and inspirational.

It's just that this guy is born rebellious, so beware of backstabbing him at critical moments.

Tianjian Wuming is a living myth.

Playing the erhu with full blood, the whole picture of residual blood waves.

A typical player who won't play with less than residual blood.

His Heavenly Sword state also has merits, even Di Shitian dared not underestimate the state of full blood.

Because Fengyun World's martial arts have a certain amount of idealism, and the power of emotional explosion can often surpass personal limits, and the weak can defeat the strong.

And as long as Jiang Fan doesn't do anything that disrupts the world, Wuming won't be on the opposite side of Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan is not a good person, but he hopes to be surrounded by good people.

As for the strength of the Juggernaut, it is not bad. Jiang Fan, who only knows how to use 22 swords, looks so-so.

But once he comprehends Sword 23, his strength will increase dramatically.

In terms of lethality, it is still above the Heavenly Sword.

Staying to observe it will also benefit Jiang Fan's own kendo.

Even if the Juggernaut couldn't comprehend Sword 23 because of changing the plot, Jiang Fan didn't care.

The big deal is to open up a channel in the sword world, not to mention the sword 23, it will not be difficult to get the six extermination Wuwu sword 23.

Using Wen Huang's kendo talent as a stand-in God Gu, maybe he can learn by analogy and realize a higher level of kendo.

When Jiang Fan detoxified Wuming and others, Wuming and Juggernaut did not turn their faces on the spot.

Wuming and Juggernaut are not capricious people, although they are threatened by poisoning, which will hurt their face, but they will not break their promises.

Even if you do it, you will do it in three months.

There are two people, even if other people want to move Jiang Fan, they have to weigh it.

What's more, they were not sure whether Jiang Fan would keep a hand, nor did they know how deep Jiang Fan was, so they didn't dare to make a rash move.

The rest of the people, except Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, including Duanlang, all started to flatter Jiang Fan, showing their loyalty and flattering words.

As for the hardened scar before, no one mentioned it, and even if it was mentioned, it was a mocking statement.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Big fists make sense.

Scar was put on a wheelchair and pushed out of Sword Worship Villa. No one cared about his life or death.

Maybe it won't be long before this person will be seriously injured and die outside.

If you have strength, you can be tough, if you don't have strength, you will die!

After leaving the sword pool and coming to the backyard, most of the people in the martial arts are honestly acting as nurses, and Jiang Fan asked Mrs. Ao to arrange these people.

Silent all night.

the next day.

Jiang Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun alone in the garden.

Bu Jingyun stepped towards Jiang Fan, his eyes fell on the peerless sword on the stone table.

Jiang Fan looked at Bu Jingyun: "Is there something wrong?"

Bu Jingyun said coldly: "Emperor Wen, hand over the magic weapon."

"Ugh!"

Jiang Fan sighed: "I thought Duanlang would be the first one to arrive, but I didn't expect you to be more impatient than him. My frail body can't withstand your cloud-dispelling palm. But..."

Bu Jingyun was vigilant: "What?"

Jiang Fan shook his feather fan, and the breeze blew through his hair, calmly: "Excuse me, what kind of wind is blowing now?"

Bu Jingyun felt the breeze blowing on his face, and was secretly startled.

[Following the wind, he wants to use poisonous gas! 】

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "I don't know if you don't cry death, can you bear the slight poisonous wind coming from me?"

Bu Jingyun retreated a distance subconsciously, holding his breath and concentrating: "God Gu Wenhuang, you played the weak role really well, let us act as guards, what is your intention?"

"Yeah, Emperor Wen has always treated people with sincerity, and asking you to work instead of punishment is just a small punishment and a big commandment. If you don't kill, it is a kindness. To be a human being, you must know how to be grateful."

Jiang Fan looked at Bu Jingyun, and then said: "I forged the magic weapon, and if I don't give it to you, you can't snatch it. Don't you hear about it? Don't do to others what you don't want."

Bu Jingyun in the early days was not a good person. When he fought for the world, he killed countless people, even the elderly and children. He wrote his name when he had no money, and exchanged 10 taels at a pawn shop, which was worse than robbing a bank.

And in order to achieve the goal, assassination, poisoning, and all kinds of methods are used.

It is undeniable that Bu Jingyun attaches great importance to love and righteousness, but what he did before cannot be washed away.

Even if Jiang Fan kills Bu Jingyun now, the outside world will only think that Jiang Fan is killing harm for the people.

【Do unto others, do not impose on others! 】

Bu Jingyun thought about Jiang Fan's words, he had read some books with his mother when he was a child, at least he understood the meaning of this sentence.

The general meaning is, don't impose on others what you don't like.

In fact, Bu Jingyun also knew that it was not good to do so.

But he is used to getting what he wants by force.

Xiongba will not teach Bu Jingyun to be kind to others. It can be said that the education level of Tianxiahui is seriously biased.

Now after hearing Jiang Fan's words, Bu Jingyun felt awakened and began to question himself.

What is the difference between the current self and those scumbags in Tianxiahui?
If parents are alive in heaven, do they really want to see themselves become this unreasonable and unreasonable?
After a moment of silence, the self-reflective Bu Jingyun clasped his fists in a solemn salute, and said, "I understand, thank you Emperor Wen for your teaching."

With that said, Bu Jingyun turned and left.

I thought in my heart that if I want to take revenge, I should be upright, and I can no longer use shameless means to rob and plunder, and become the kind of person who dominates.

Come on, work hard, struggle!

At this moment, Bu Jingyun's soul of justice awakened!
Jiang Fan was a little confused.

What did Bu Jingyun understand?

Just now he said, don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, which means: don't use moves that you don't like on others, try to use what you like.

If Bu Jingyun dared to attack, Jiang Fan would choose a few moves he liked to deal with Bu Jingyun.

But looking at Bu Jingyun's expression, it seemed that he was not afraid and retreated.

baffling!

At this time, Wuming, who was passing by with an erhu in his hand, saw this, with an uncle-like smile on his face, and felt that the god Gu Wenhuang had thunderous skills and a famous demeanor, so he was worth a friend.

Just a few words led Bu Jingyun to the right path, it seems that I misunderstood him before!
After thinking about it, Wuming stepped forward with his beloved erhu.

"A song that breaks the heart, where can I find a soulmate in the world, would Emperor Wen want to listen to it?"

Jiang Fan looked at Wuming, this guy is very idle!
As the saying goes, a thousand-year-old pipa and a ten-year-old zither play an erhu for a lifetime.

A swordsman who can't play the erhu is not a good sword.

But I, Jiang Fan, will not be weaker than others all my life.

"Solo music is not as good as all the music, how about a ensemble!"

While speaking, Jiang Fan took out the crystal suona.

There is no soul who cannot be blown away by the suona, and no person who cannot be pulled away by the erhu.

In the hands of Jiang Fan and Wuming, the two kingly musical instruments seemed to have been infused with souls.

They looked at each other, as if there were flames beating in their eyes.

That is the burning soul of music.

(End of this chapter)