The person in front of him was lost for a moment, then raised his hand and gently pushed Xue Zhongzhan away.

The man also flew back and stood not far away: "No one in this world can ascend before the devil's energy breaks through the seal. It won't be too late to talk about your grand ambitions after you can solve this matter."

Seeing the fog getting thicker and thicker, it almost engulfed the man's figure.

Yun Ci pulled out a sword flower, put the sword behind his back, and raised his voice: "You have met me twice. But you haven't told me who you are yet."

Back in Linglong Tower, this man persistently asked her what Tao was.

I remember that at that time, Yun Cihui's arrogance only remained on the surface.

There is no accurate and implementable strategy for how to walk the Tao or how to prove it.

"I have already answered the question you asked when we first met." Yun Ci said, "So now, am I qualified to ask you 'Who are you'?"

Even though the two of them were fighting each other just now, Yun Ci didn't notice a trace of murderous intent in this man.

Looking back now, I can still find my own shortcomings.

It was as if this person appeared just to test Yunci.

It was actually a mentoring battle.

"It doesn't matter who you are." The man paused, "After all, I'm not you."

"You didn't name me." Yun Ci was keenly aware of the words, "Just now you said you know me better than anyone else."

No one knows his own existence better than himself.

Thinking like this, Yun Ci asked: "You are also 'Yun Ci', right?"

In the long silence, some answers were ready to come out.

"Yun Ci is on a different path than me." Yun Ci continued to talk to himself, "If I really give up my own style of doing things, will I become like you in the future?"

She looked at the person opposite, and the hostility in her body seemed to be substantial, as if it could freeze the surrounding fog.

"...But I can't figure it out. What do you want to do when you appear in front of me?"

After a long while, the man raised his eyes and looked at Yun Ci with a heavy gaze: "The meaning of my existence is only for one thing. To bring order to the chaos."

Yun Ci frowned, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

What kind of chaotic situation needs to be corrected by a person who should not exist in this world?

There was a little blood in the man's eyes, making her look like she was crying or laughing: "I have no malice towards you, and there is no need. Because in a sense, we are the same person."

"Yun Ci, we follow different paths, so you embarked on a path I never thought of.

"Then just go on well and don't regret it. Don't leave any regrets."

For some reason, the man's voice was hoarse, as if he had been crying.

Ben had the illusion of talking to himself.

But because of the man's slightly hoarse voice, Yun Ci knew that the person facing him was not him.

After all, they are not the same person, and their thoughts are not connected.

Yun Ci asked: "What regrets do you have? What have you experienced?"

"I once...wanted to destroy this world." The unspeakable rules of heaven did not seem to exist at this time. The man said slowly, "I dug up golden elixirs and spiritual roots. After that, I did not start over. Pass."

The meridians and fingers were entangled with bone-eroding pain, causing the two people in the mist to tremble involuntarily in pain.

But the man continued, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Although the former enemies of the sect did not add insult to injury, no one dared to take in an abandoned son who was expelled from the sect. Naturally, there were no resources to recover the injured person. If the life sword is broken, there will be no second spirit that can cultivate immortality. root.

"After so many years of hard work and getting off to such a start, of course I can't let it go."

That was a completely different experience from Yun Ci now.

The man who had lost his spiritual roots and could not hold the sword, crawled out from the awe-inspiring sword intent and the swarm of monsters with a strong breath, just wanting to say that he was wronged.

But I saw that the sect had been peaceful for a long time.

After all, this body had indeed done something to kill fellow disciples and deceive the master and destroy the ancestors in front of everyone.

There were also elders who were wondering why the Sword Lord's first disciple became like this. Unfortunately, the soul had no clue what tricks it had, and it didn't reveal any clues during the investigation.

As time goes by, it can only be thought that it is because he cannot accept that his beloved master takes in another person and is hit hard, so he resorts to such means to attract others' attention.

In everyone's eyes, the person who was exiled to Bone Washing Mountain was just a vicious disciple whose temperament changed drastically for unknown reasons.

But only the seriously injured person knew that she was not responsible for all this.

How could she recognize it? How could you be willing to admit it? !

Dragging the injured body, the blood left an eye-catching trace on the 999-step ladder.

Finally I saw the master who was rushing back.

The blood-stained embarrassment was in sharp contrast to the figure of Qingfeng Langyue.

Master stood on the steps and waved away the disciples who wanted to chase them away, just like how he saved a little girl from the mouth of a monster.

Thousands of words, but in the end I can only say one sentence.

The man smiled miserably and said: "The unspeakable rules prevent me from saying things that are not my original wish. In the end, I can only say one thing - Master, believe in me."

What pale and feeble words.

All the disciples of the Xuantian Sect were witnesses of shattering the golden elixir of their junior sister with one sword.

Not a stand-in, no disguise, everyone saw that it was 'she' who did this.

But she could only say one sentence to ask the master to believe her.

Sword Master's brows and eyes were full of exhaustion: "I have seen the images recorded on the photo stone. You can pretend that you didn't know what you did to me in the past, because you are the apprentice I rescued."

Master and disciple are like father and son.

Attacking one's master is tantamount to incest.

These sword masters said that he didn't care.

You may not care about 'her' disrespect for the master, or you may not care about 'her' neglecting her cultivation as the chief disciple of the Sword Master.

But there is only one thing that cannot be ignored.

The disciple of the leader of the righteous path is one who can hurt people from behind. If a son fails to teach his father, all cultivators in the world will question the personal ethics of the leader of the righteous path.

"They said you were jealous. You were not such a person when you were a child, and your master never liked your apprentice because of the love affair." Sword Master said word by word, "You have to trust me as my master, and I do."

As long as she tells the reason, even if she says that she was bewitched by the demons, the Sword Master will believe it.

All it takes is one explanation and all resentment will be let go.

But she couldn't speak.

The struggle against the way of heaven is tantamount to self-knowledge in the eyes of outsiders.

She was eventually repelled by a spell cast by one of the elders.

I will never go up the ladder again.

"No." Yun Ci suddenly interrupted her, "You are me, so just because of this incident, it is impossible for you to have the idea of ​​destroying the world."

The man on the opposite side raised his sword-holding hand: "I am so moved by the grace of saving my life that it is not shameful to feel admiration. You are right, just being separated from each other does not make me despair."

It doesn't matter if he can't grow a second spiritual root or if the sword master is disappointed with himself.

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