What's the matter with the male supporting role of salted fish when the plot collapsed?

Li Qingya was stunned, why did Jianzun Fuli look so similar to his little uncle?

He was full of doubts.But this is just a dusty memory, and no one answered his question in real time.

Seeing Pei Ting's attire, Nie Qingxuan felt uncomfortable: "Why are you wearing filial piety?"

Pei Ting didn't answer directly, but turned around and walked towards the valley, Nie Qingxuan followed quickly.Pei Ting brought him to a tomb surrounded by hydrangeas. He knelt down and touched Mrs. Yaoxin's name on the stone tablet, sobbing in his throat: "When did it happen?"

"Eleven months ago."

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"She won't let me tell."

Pei Ting's expression was calm, neither sad nor happy.It was only then that Nie Qingxuan realized that something was wrong. He was the only one who was excited since the meeting, and he was the only one with red eyes. Pei Ting was indifferent from the beginning to the end.

He felt strange, although the brother in his memory was reticent, but his eyes were smiling and his heart was warm, not the ice sculpture-like appearance he is now.

100 years have passed, and some things have changed.

But he still wanted to say the reason for coming here: "Follow me back to Tianmen to see Master."

Pei Ting raised his hand and brushed off the fallen leaves on the stele: "The filial piety period is not yet over, I can't leave. And I promised my mother not to see him."

"He's going to fight the Demon Emperor!"

"I know."

"Do you know why you don't go? Your mother is gone, so you don't even want your father?"

Pei Ting responded with silence.

His indifference angered Nie Qingxuan: "Pei Ting! Master is sorry for his wife, but isn't he your father? Has he done less for you these years? Are you willing to die and refuse to forgive him?"

It's a pity that no matter how excited he was to question, Pei Ting remained indifferent, like a heartless statue.

He wanted to take Pei Ting away forcibly, but Pei Ting's cultivation level was higher than his, so he could not force Pei Ting to do so.Nie Qingxuan, who failed to use force, pulled Pei Ting's skirt and gritted his teeth and scolded: "Pei Ting, you are ruthless and ungrateful! What kind of natural sword heart, I think it is an unintentional monster."

This is not his senior brother.His senior brother is gentle and filial, not the cold-blooded person in front of him who is still indifferent when he hears that his father is facing death.

When he found out that Nie Qingxuan was missing, Pei Qin knew where he went, and when he came back alone in a state of embarrassment, he knew the result.There seemed to be disappointment in his eyes, but he just patted Nie Qingxuan on the shoulder and said, "Go back to the room and take a shower and have a good rest."

Until the day of the decisive battle, Pei Ting did not show up.

Nie Qingxuan did not tell Pei Qin the news of Mrs. Yaoxin's death, because he was afraid that Pei Qin would lose his fighting spirit because of this, and would intend to die.

The battle was more tragic than expected.

The two peaks of Xiujie fought a decisive battle on the ancient battlefield called Heze Mountain at that time. They fought for three days and three nights and leveled five peaks.In the end, Pei Qin severely injured the Demon Emperor at the cost of his life, delaying the full-scale invasion of the Demon Race for more than 100 years.

Cultivators extolled Pei Qin's merits, but Nie Qingxuan seemed to be in vain, since there are no more people, so what's the use of saying merits.He carried Pei Qin's ashes back to Tianmen and lived in seclusion ever since.

Two years later, Pei Ting, who was full of filial piety, came to Tianmen to worship Pei Qin, and Nie Qingxuan, who hated him, closed the door and disappeared.

And Pei Ting has been standing by the seaside of Wuwang. He didn't give up until the morning of the eighth day, turned around and left.

Although the Demon Emperor was seriously injured, he did not die, and he will recover one day.As long as no one in the righteous way kills him, the human race cannot escape the fate of being trampled after all.

He hangs over the hearts of everyone in the world of cultivation like a dark cloud.

One hundred and seven years later, the Demon Emperor left the customs, and the flames of war were rekindled.

Taiyi Xianzong, Chunyangzong, Kunlun, Beihai, Xiaoyao, the three major sword sects... have sent their disciples to fight.Although most of these sects no longer exist, they were one of the top sects at that time, and stomping their feet could shake the cultivation world.But even they were blown apart by the Demon Emperor's thunderous means.

The fighting in the Heze mountain range has almost never stopped, and the disciples may die if they walk half a mile out of the camp.

Mountain peaks were leveled during the battle, and the once continuous mountains gradually turned into barren plains.

After Pei Qin, the Demon Emperor issued a letter of war to the venerable of the Pure Yang Sect.The Venerable had no choice but to fight, and was finally defeated and died.The morale of the Demon Dao was greatly boosted, and they were ready to march eastward in one fell swoop and flatten the mainland.

The night of righteousness seems to be coming.

At this moment, someone issued a letter of war to the Demon Emperor.

No one has ever taken the initiative to challenge the Demon Emperor before.After all, the two venerables at the top of the righteous path were defeated and killed, so who would dare to try without faith?

Everyone speculated, who is this guy who challenged the Demon Emperor?

The most recognized conjecture is that a certain hidden world power, who is said to have died, could not see the loss of life, and came out to help the righteous way.

However, when they saw the true master, they were all disappointed.

This is a young man with a clear and upright personality, like the kind of outstanding student who would be used by other sects to set an example for his disciples.

He is less than [-] years old, even with the cultivation base of the fusion stage, he is still the most powerful swordsman, enough to make [-]% of people in the cultivation world look up to him.But in front of the Demon Emperor who has crossed the catastrophe in half a step, it is still not enough to look at.

Everyone thought that this Mu Jianxiu was looking for death.

But on the day of the decisive battle, they still went to Heze Mountain. The human race didn't think that the sword cultivator would win, but they also longed for a miracle.

Nie Qingxuan also showed up.

There was a lot of noise about this matter, and he didn't even know it.

He knows who this Mu Jianxiu is, but he is his senior brother, Pei Ting. "Mu" is Mrs. Yaoxin's surname. After Pei Ting followed her, she changed her name.

It's just that he came too late to stop the duel.

A chilling wind blows across the valley.There were many onlookers, but they didn't dare to show their atmosphere. They stared intently at the white-clothed sword cultivator in the sky.

He is so young, Zhilan Yushu.Like the pine seedlings that grow up to No. 20 after Guyu germinates. They grow straight and straight, and they will grow into pillars of talent.Everyone laments his beauty from the bottom of their hearts, and regrets...

The Demon Emperor arrived as promised.

He was not interested in a newly-fit young man, but he changed his mind when he learned that he was Pei Qin's son.

Humans like to avenge their relatives, and he just likes to destroy people.

The beginning of the battle was earth-shattering, and the mountains and rivers were shocked.Pei Ting showed with practical actions what it means to be formidable after a young age.His sword strokes are like thunderbolts, sharp and crisp, without a trace of excess.

The Demon Emperor, who originally planned to deal with it casually, had to get serious.

The battle between the two caused changes in the celestial phenomena. There were thunderstorms on the ground, wind and clouds accumulated, and thunderstorms followed. The splashing rain soon turned into heavy snow.

Nie Qingxuan paid close attention to the battle situation, not daring to distract himself in the slightest.Suddenly, he felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.Turning his head, a boy holding a sword handed a letter in front of him: "Mr. Nie? Mr. Mu has a letter for you."

Nie Qingxuan thought he had nothing to say to Pei Ting, but now that the other party was on the verge of life and death, he might as well see what he had to say.

Open the letter and see the familiar handwriting.It is such a pen that he once helped him to copy an unknown number of volumes of spell books.

[Junior brother:

Seeing letters is like meeting.

The purpose of writing this letter is to entrust one thing to you.

I should be gone by the time you read this letter.I don't know if you will be sad for me, but if you are, then just a little, not too much.

Let's get down to business.

Let me first say sorry, I am sorry that I have to entrust such a heavy task to you, but there is no way to do it, my time is running out...]

The contents of the letter made Nie Qingxuan's hands tremble uncontrollably, his eyes gradually blurred, and finally he couldn't even read the words clearly.He looked up at Jianxiu in the sky, but because of the tears in his eyes, he could only see half of the white clothes and half of blood.

Pei Ting went to the battle with the determination to die.

He chose to challenge the Demon Emperor when he first broke through, not out of arrogance, but because his body could no longer support it.

Pei Ting entered the Tao with ruthlessness. At first, relying on his natural sword heart without distracting thoughts, he did make rapid progress, but as his practice gradually deepened, he found that there was a crack in his Tao heart.

This crack is difficult to repair. As the promotion gradually expanded, and when they reached the fusion, Pei Ting realized that his cultivation path had come to an end, and if he continued like this, he would only die silently.

So he chose to fight against the Devil Emperor.

The battle lasted for a whole day, but after all, Pei Ting still had a big gap with the Demon Emperor's cultivation level, gradually showing that he was invincible and fell into a disadvantage.

Suddenly, a surprised cry erupted from the crowd——

"He has an epiphany!"

"Someone really had an epiphany during the battle! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it."

Pei Ting held his sword and closed his eyes in mid-air, the wind and cloud gathered around him, the power of law slowly swayed, and the pressure around him rose wildly in an instant.

The head of the Kunlun Sword Sect sighed heavily: "Heavenly talents! It's a pity..."

As Pei Ting's opponent, the Devil Emperor rarely showed a serious expression, and he was afraid.This young man was promoted to a body before he was three hundred years old, and he still has the talent and character of an epiphany before a battle. If he is let go, the next time he will die is probably unknown.

Thinking of this, he strengthened his determination to kill Pei Ting on the spot.

Epiphany will improve the state of mind, but it will not immediately make a qualitative leap in cultivation.Pei Ting was powerless to turn the tide of the battle. Even if he had the aptitude against the heavens, he was doomed to die here.

The Demon Emperor accumulated majestic spiritual power in his palm, planning to kill him with the next move.

Suddenly, Pei Ting opened his eyes, and the vast and profound Taoism flashed in his eyes.He held the sword and walked towards the Demon Emperor, but the volley was like walking on the ground, and the wind and thunder moved with him, acting as a pedal for him.

"The living are passers-by."

"The dead, for the sake of others..."

"Heaven and Earth are traveling against each other. We are all in sorrow!"

This proverb is mysterious but sad, and everyone who hears it can't help but feel sad.

The universe is vast, and the years are endless; people live for a lifetime, and heaven and earth pass by.Whether it's a mortal or a venerable, it's just a speck of dust in the long river of time...

Pei Ting drew his sword and rushed towards the Demon Emperor, his momentum was overwhelming.But this last blow, which contained the will of heaven and earth, was like a jade hitting an iron wall.

"Crack." The sword shattered and people died.

After all, this pillar of talent is still broken.

"Master-brother!" Nie Qingxuan howled and rushed forward.

The demons cheered, the righteous way mourned, only the Demon Emperor was confused.His killing move just now did not come to fruition. Pei Ting was not killed by him, but rather smashed himself into pieces on purpose.

This incident was full of weirdness, but he couldn't see anything strange.

Uneasy in his heart, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and gave up his plan to slaughter Zhengdao, and returned to the imperial court.

Pei Ting's body was crushed by the huge impact, leaving no bones.Nie Qingxuan only grabbed some fragments of the bloody clothes and a broken bone dripping with blood.The overwhelming grief overwhelmed him, and Nie Qingxuan howled like a beast: "Ah——"

After reading the letter, Nie Qingxuan realized that Pei Ting had never changed. He was always the warm and considerate brother who would accompany him to kneel when he was punished by his master.

Countless nights, when he missed his wife and senior brother who had left, Pei Ting would curl up beside the bed with his sword in his arms, thinking about them until dawn.He also missed Tianmen, but he couldn't leave Fengquan Valley.

Mrs. Yaoxin only has him.Such a gentle senior brother, how could he leave his mother behind?

All he knew was that he hated Pei Ting for not seeing Pei Qin.What he didn't know was that after hearing the news of Pei Qin's death in battle, Pei Ting vomited blood and fainted in the courtyard. He lay alone until midnight before waking up, but he could only wipe off the blood stains silently and went back to his room.

It was also from then on that a crack appeared in Pei Ting's heart, and he couldn't bear the guilt and remorse for treating his father like that.

But Nie Qingxuan knew nothing about it, and even said harsh words to Pei Ting, calling him an unintentional monster.

Look at what he said, is it human?

Nie Qingxuan was too remorseful, holding the broken bone left by Pei Ting, weeping uncontrollably.

This is the last battle that can be called evenly matched between the human race and the demon race.

This sword cultivator surnamed Mu was revered as Fuli Sword Master after his death. He was like a star that flashed in the night, shining in the night sky for a short time and then quickly annihilated.Since then, the demons have risen and become popular, and the human race has fallen into a dead and cold night.

After that battle, Nie Qingxuan, the last disciple of Tianmen, disappeared without a trace.

According to memory, in the next 80 years, he wandered around incognito, actively participating in the struggle between various forces and the demons.During this period, he got acquainted with many people, including Shen Liufeng of the Chunyang Sect, who was Shen Liuyun's elder brother.

And these people were all killed in battle later, and he was alone again.

Eighty years later, Nie Qingxuan, who was in the middle of the advanced stage of integration, stood in front of the Demon Emperor.The Demon Emperor didn't regard him as a strong enemy. The reason why he challenged was to capture the last remnant of Tianmen alive. He liked to destroy people all over his family, but he also liked to leave one or two behind to watch them live in pain.

But he didn't expect that this would be his last battle.

Pei Ting's sacrifice back then was not meaningless. He planted a crack in the heart of the Demon Emperor at the cost of his own life.He informed Nie Qingxuan of his plan, and asked him to take over the important task after his death, and use this weakness to kill the Demon Emperor.

And Nie Qingxuan endured humiliation for 80 years in order to fulfill Pei Ting's entrustment.

The fierce battle lasted for seven days and seven nights. Nie Qingxuan's natal magic weapon, Zhou Tiandao Disk, was shattered, and one of the demon emperor's horns was cut off.Since advancing to the half-step tribulation, the Demon Emperor has never suffered such a serious injury.

But Nie Qingxuan had to do more than that. At the moment of life and death, he finally found the flaw left by Pei Ting.Seizing the momentary opportunity, Nie Qingxuan gathered all his strength and sacrificed himself to attack.He succeeded, and after a moment of silence, the Demon Emperor exploded and died.

Blood rained all over the sky.The tyrant who had directly cut off the combat power of the human race by one rank finally died.

After a short period of disbelief, the human side watching the battle erupted in appalling cheers, and the cloud that had shrouded the human race for hundreds of years finally dissipated.

Nie Qingxuan, covered in blood, stood with his hands down. He heard the human race call his name, but he couldn't feel any joy.He just felt that the sky and the earth were so big, and the wind blowing over him was so cold.

His revenge has been avenged, but in this world, there are no more relatives of him.

The author has something to say: the more I write, the more difficult it becomes. I can’t write the kind of tragic and heroic story that thousands of people will go to.

The setting of Tiansheng Jianxin is pure and clean, with the heart of a child.If you don't feel emotional, you will be overwhelmed.Because there are few distracting thoughts, it is fast to cultivate the ruthless way, but because of the emphasis on emotions, the heart collapses quickly and crunches when encountering things.

As for "natural sword heart is suitable for cultivating the ruthless way", I am afraid it is what a charlatan said.