Master Raiders

Prepared and suspicious.

Luo Changfeng bowed gracefully: "Hello. I am honored to be the finale of this battle."

Xu Yunfan stared blankly at his senior brother, Luo Changfeng was not included in their pre-plan.

"You have no chance of winning." The priest sneered, "Although I am injured, your formation has collapsed. Surrender to me, or you may save your life."

He was right, although he was severely injured by the fierce counterattack of the six people, but now that Gu Yuzeng and Sunan were dead, the remaining four people were powerless to fight any more, and it was impossible to cause him any harm.

"My lord priest, the Heavenly Demon casting body was destroyed, and his spiritual energy failed, but he still has such confidence. I really admire him."

"Heh..." the priest said, "As a practitioner of magic, Luo Changfeng, you should know that killing me is not as simple as that."

"Yes, yes, to shake the spirit essence of the demon world and crack the cast body of the celestial demon, you need to suppress the soul with magic and then completely crush the soul. There is no way, the matter is forced here." The visitor sighed, "Get this I don't even want to go to this point, but my lord priest, please..."

"Go to hell!"

With this sound, Luo Changfeng's aura changed suddenly, and a burst of biting anger exploded silently!

The wind flows from all directions, and the Holy Spirit comes from all directions!

Xu Yunfan instinctively felt that something was wrong, so he tried to stand up by holding on to the ice.Reluctantly, the repeated serious injuries had left him without even a sliver of strength, and he could only watch helplessly as the opponent stroked his chest with both hands, writing a blue symbol.

He didn't recognize this symbol, but he knew that it was the opening gesture of some ancient secret method!

The magical technique is gaining momentum, and the world changes color, ghosts and gods startle!

The head disciple of Guhua, a cultivator who has always been hidden in the righteous way of the Central Plains, pierced the wind and thunder with a spell, but saw his fingertips Danzhu, and the method of drawing the spell was his own spiritual blood!

In the silence, but listening to Lang Lang's voice, he recited fluent sentences:

"The heavens are high and the ears are low, take me as a sacrifice. Seal the five senses, cut off the seven orifices, sacrifice the body, and worship the soul. Don't ask for reincarnation, but ask for—to exterminate demons!"

Two streams of blood flowed from the eyes, followed by the ears, nose, and mouth.The person who performed the technique didn't seem to realize it, only the light seal in his hand kept changing.Under his feet, traces of blood red meandered out along the ice, like spirit snakes, growing vines, and Yan Luo's life-threatening words. In the blink of an eye, the entire river was covered with blood-colored symbols!

The priest's expression lost his composure for the first time, his pupils glowed with excitement and despair, and he murmured, "It's God's punishment...it's God's punishment! It turns out that this kind of magic really exists in the world!"

Xu Yunfan felt great fear in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "No... Brother Luo, stop!"

too late.

The sky was swept by strong winds, lightning and thunder, and the originally clear sky had turned into pitch black night!

The black-haired caster in a white robe drew back the sword with a black and white tassel on its shoulder.The simplest and purest alternation of black and white reflects the brightest blood red, as if reflecting the world of mortals.

But it hurt the eyes of the bystanders in an instant.

"Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. Come in the middle of the night, and go at dawn. Come like a spring dream for a long time, go like the morning glow without a place to find."

Someone elegantly opened the folding fan, and the mountains and rivers were boundless in front of the fan, and the eyes behind the fan flashed.

"I know the movements of the Guhua faction...I am an omniscient ghost."

original……

It turned out that Xiaomo and him were the same person.

It turns out that all this is...

But why, why!

Xu Yunfan felt blurred in front of his eyes, and couldn't tell what he wanted to say or what he was already saying, but he only had one thought: No!Absolutely... no!

"Senior Brother Luo!"

These words popped out from the trembling lips, but at the same time, I heard the man spit out gracefully:

"God's Deed—God's Punishment from Heaven!"

The author has something to say: En is not wrong, the last two sentences of the last chapter... are not about Xu Yunfan but Brother Luo_(:з)∠)_

About Sunan and Li's brothers and sisters, what I want to write is this kind of soft and beautiful way of getting along. It doesn't have to be a vigorous love, but there is a long-lasting friendship.

Continue to preview: the remaining two bento in the next chapter.

48,

"God's contract? God's punishment from heaven!"

A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and then, the whole world seemed to shake violently.

The wrath of the gods, the power that does not exist in the world, has caused changes beyond everyone's imagination.

The priest was covered in black flames, with an incomparable radiance from the staff in his hand. He cast the technique of extreme darkness and stood up to face the divine punishment:

"Demon Sacrifice? Demon Flame Warriors!"

Rain began to fall from the sky for no reason, dripping on the face, blocking the line of sight.

So Xu Yunfan felt that he couldn't see anything.He couldn't see the light of the formation ignited with life as fire, the divine punishment that fell from the sky and shake the three worlds, and the bloody rain that filled the sky and the ground, so he could pretend nothing happened.

But he still seemed to hear the man's voice.Smooth accent, language that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, habitual magic stick, but he can always catch the faint concern in it in time.

"I can't help it, the matter has come to this point." The man looked over with long and narrow eyes, and said provocatively: "So, Xu Yunfan, if you don't cooperate, do something?"

"To take the priest's life, you need to forcibly shake the spirit of the demon world, destroy the cast of the demon, use spells to suppress the soul, and finally... smash the soul completely."

Xu Yunfan held the sword in his hand.

It has long been unknown how many traces of salty water quietly dissipated in the air, as if they merged with the blood on the river surface.The burning symbol hurt his eyes and heart, and it was only now that he realized that he was never fighting alone, and he was never the only one who was willing to give everything for victory.

The man's seemingly light excuses were never laissez-faire.

The already sluggish true energy began to flow through the limbs and bones again.

He didn't use his heart to mobilize them, he just raised the sword with his mind, so the originally heavy sword was easily lifted in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the door of the demon's heart.

There is no going back.

Never go back to the past.

His future is also dark, he has heard the sound of that person's life slipping away quickly, and knows that the next moment will be the eternal farewell.He could see a vast road ahead, and his loneliness was maddeningly terrifying.

But at least at this moment, they paid too much price, his comrades, his fellow disciples, paid the price, all they wanted was a victory.

At least for this moment, he can still do it...

Kill the devil!

——"Essence of Ancient Flowers? Phoenix Nirvana!"

The wind and thunder landed, colliding with the priest's last spell.

The phoenix, born from the ashes of fire, raised its head proudly while the power of wind and thunder descended from the sky, roaring towards Demon Cult No. 1.

Everything stands still at this moment, paying tribute to the limit of human power.The endless rotation of fleeting years stops at this moment, and freezes into an eternal myth of martial arts.

The wind and thunder pierced through the top!

A sword through the heart!

……

The Demon Cult Priest firmly grasped the sword inserted into his chest with both hands. On his face distorted by extreme pain, there was an extremely complex expression.

"Destiny...Maybe this is really destiny." He slowly raised his head. He thought he was sure of winning, but now he was facing death. Why did he always miscalculate, why didn't God always stand by his side?

Why is ruling the Central Plains so close at hand, but at this moment everything has become an illusion?

God's will was... how cruel to him!

"Destiny...the choice of destiny...is always so unexpected!"

Xu Yunfan didn't say anything, just pushed the sword in fiercely.

Accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood splitting, the sword sank into the hilt in front of the demon's chest, and the tip of the sword several feet long protruded from the back.

The demon Ang Tian yelled angrily, and with one palm, Xu Yunfan was thrown backwards.Then he spurted a large stream of blood from his mouth and staggered to his knees on the ice.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and were about to try their best to move forward, but suddenly saw the devil laughing up to the sky: "Central Plains Wulin, Guhua faction! Good! Very good!"

He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the people in front of him: "You have won...but this battle will not be the end of my teaching!"

But listening to him muttering the chanting, immediately after, a mass of thick black air burst out from the top of his staff and suddenly flew into the distance.

Immediately, Demon Cult No.1 slowly closed his eyes.

Victory.

Victory has been achieved.

The victory came so fast and so suddenly that it caught one off guard, and it was not joy but fear.The fear is that after that... the cruelty that must be faced.

"Xu Yunfan."

Xu Yunfan turned around slowly.With blurred vision, he couldn't see the blood-stained face of the man clearly, but he still clearly felt that his figure was gradually fading and becoming transparent.Just like the blood of the magic circle all over the ground, after the glory, only ashes remain.

Xu Yunfan stood there in a daze, not daring to move, not daring to blink, as if as long as he did so, time would not move forward, and the result he least wanted to face would not happen.

He saw that the man's eyes were completely ruined, but he was still facing his direction, provoking a faint... meaning of farewell.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

The three words choked in the throat suddenly broke through the restraint and echoed in the air.He ran over quickly and stretched out his hand to touch that person, but that figure, that shallow farewell, was also at the moment when he almost touched him,

It suddenly turned into dust.

The fierce fighting stops, the wind and thunder dissipate, the clouds part and the sun rises.

Xun Wei stared at all this in a daze. After a long time, he slowly put down the sword in his hand.Muttered: "It's over..."

As if awakened by this sound, the head of Gu Hua trembled violently and fell to his knees on the ice.

His fingers touched something hard, but it was a folding fan.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and tightly grasped the folding fan, as if he had no more chance, until he grasped it until deep blood marks appeared on his palm.

ended.

Yes, for Luo Changfeng, everything is over.

But for him, everything about Luo Changfeng...has just begun.

******

Xu Yunfan returned to the Ancient Hua School.

Many disciples came up to ask this and that, but he seemed to have never heard of it, just walked over step by step, through the familiar pavilions, through the carrot field, through the martial arts field, and up to the library.

As if summoned from somewhere, he knew there must be something waiting for him to discover.His Senior Brother Luo would not be so cruel as to leave nothing behind, although he was even more afraid of seeing what was left behind.

He went up anyway, and saw the closed door.

Xu Yunfan couldn't help pushing the door open.

A small table, a letter, and a scroll.

In the long night, one person holds a fan in his left hand and shakes it gracefully, while holding a pen in his right hand, he writes words on the paper.

"Xu Yunfan:

Some things are not deliberately hidden from you, but they just arise according to the conditions, and things change when the conditions change.The trajectory of destiny is out of my control, and the magic stick sometimes miscalculates... Oh, you may not accept such an excuse, but to me, it is indeed the case.

About Xiaomo... Do you know that there is a saying of beheading three corpses in cultivating Taoism?Xiaomo was transformed by me with three corpses.Heh, allow me to apologize if I offend you.

The divine cauldron sent by Murong is a platform to conclude a contract with the gods.Get what you need, pay the price, and trade fairly. This is the 'God's Contract'.I sold my flesh and blood in exchange for extreme ghost art, which has already offended ghosts and gods.Fortunately, with the ability of spells, there are always many opportunities to transfer lives, and such transactions are not enough to cause death.

But this time, there is no other way to kill the priest except God's punishment.They've been beaten to this point, and they can't just run away.

Hey... Those who play with fire must die, sincerity is not to be deceived.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng's death was caused by himself.You... don't mind. "

The lights flickered and the figures shook.The folding fan folded in front of his chest, his playful look gradually faded away, and what was left was only a ray of inexplicable sadness.

Probably because he was deeply poisoned by the knowledge of magic sticks, Luo Changfeng loves the word "game" very much, teasing his enemies and friends, it is hard to see his sincerity when his words are overturned.

I like to bet, and I also like to lift the tureen to see whether the dice are big or small. Surprise or loss are very interesting scenery.

Or they are cold by nature, or they are used to playing games in the world.Luo Changfeng is not very attached to life and death.The spring flowers bloom and fall in one season, and they will bloom again in the coming year. Who remembers the redness of the old year.

But... No matter how frivolous a person is, he should have some obsessions, otherwise, once in this world, it will be in vain.

Luo Changfeng has understood since a long time ago that his obsession is always with that junior brother.

At that time, he was granted permission from his master to enter and exit the library at will.Open the window on the top floor of the library and look down, and you can see the figures of the juniors practicing martial arts.

There is always a person who never shirks, never relaxes, and never complains. Every day, he practices from early morning to nightfall.

Luo Changfeng lay on the window sill watching with great interest, praised the clever move, and laughed secretly when he saw the stupid move.Time flies, and the interest in watching has become a habit, but the figure has entered the eyes and the heart, and can't linger again.

And then the more you understand, the deeper you get into your heart.His calmness and rationality, his empathy and righteousness, the more frustrated he becomes, the stronger he becomes.No matter from any angle, it is so bright that it dazzles the dog's eyes.

Choosing to sign the divine contract was initially just to save lives.Later, I thought that since I was saving people, I would save them thoroughly, so I simply used what I had learned over the years as a way to improve my gong power.

Afterwards, since he spent so much effort, if he didn't kill the priest, his previous efforts would be wasted. How could he do such a loss-making business.

The rivers and lakes are really a big muddy pit, step by step it gets deeper and deeper.It's just that in Luo Changfeng, it's true that every step he takes, he goes forward with joy.

The night is fading and the dawn is approaching.The person shaking the fan put down the brush in his hand, picked up the paper, and read it carefully.I wanted to add two more sentences, but I gave up after a second thought.Firstly, it was too hypocritical, and secondly, if he really died, it would only increase the burden of the living.

It's just that at that time Xiaomo was transformed into Xiaomo, who was always by his side, using various spells to save him and help him, but based on a simple thought:

...Through all difficulties and dangers, Luo Changfeng will always be with you.

If you set sail, I will be accompanied by the wind.

With trembling hands, Xu Yunfan opened the scroll beside him.

That is a painting.He thought it would be a portrait of Luo Changfeng, but when he opened it, it was just a landscape painting.

The mountain scenery smudged with ink is illusory, and the river below is winding and long.Xu Yunfan has seen this style of painting too many times, but only at this moment did he truly understand the boundless and vast state of mind of the painter.

In the blurred vision, I can only see a blank space in the corner of the painting, which is inscribed with a collection of poems by Li Shangyin.

"Gu I have the same dream,

Come is empty talk, go extinct.

Pengshan has no way to go,

Nine autumn frost moon five watch wind. "

——End of the third volume——

The author has something to say: Note:

About "cutting the three corpses": In Taoist belief, the "three corpses" represent the three "evil desires" in the human body, namely selfish desire, appetite and sexual desire.Ascetics must eradicate it.

About "Jiju": Jiju is to intercept the poems of predecessors and assemble them into a poem.

This collection of sentences by Li Shangyin is sponsored by my good friend Sima Xuan~thanks=3=

Li Shangyin is a model of ignorance, so there is no need to study the meaning carefully, just understand~【←_←

PS In fact, Senior Brother Luo is not perfect...he is really a genius, and sometimes he is really unreliable.

Girls who have not abused enough PS can wait for the next chapter to continue =L=

49,

The letter paper fell back onto the table without a sound, followed by a dazzling vermilion.The person who read the letter pressed the burst wound with one hand, and slowly clenched his fist on the table with the other hand.

It seemed that it was only at this moment that he could finally put aside everything and cry bitterly, but what Xu Yunfan did was to forcefully close his eyes, and the little drops of water stains spread across the paper like this, staining the person's last breath. handwriting.

So many things that I couldn't see clearly, couldn't figure out or didn't care about at the time, all restored their original appearance in my mind.

Xiao Mo is the incarnation of Senior Brother Luo, that's why he knows everything about the Gu Hua School like the back of his hand, and that's why he speaks words that seem to know him very well.

And the reason why Senior Brother Luo is not worried about his situation and often hides away is because... Xiao Moben is with him.

At that time before the war in Haining, on the viewing platform, Senior Brother Luo was holding a black flute, playing the song "Linjiang Immortal" vaguely.

Afterwards his martial arts were completely abolished, Senior Brother Luo sent Qi Yuan to bring the divine cauldron, and he sat on the rock, playing the song "Linjiang Immortal" carefully.

Later, he also heard similar music in the "Unfeeling Illusion" created by the demon.That was Brother Luo's flute sound, which seemed real but not real, illusory but not illusory, seemed to drift away but was obsessed with it.The unfathomable mind is precious because it is hidden under the colorful colors.

So Xu Yunfan finally understood something, but found that he still had too much to understand.

Why……

Why take such an extreme approach, why not let him know.

Why should it be so mysterious? I would rather say goodbye to him with a gorgeous curtain call than tell him the truth in advance.I still blame him for being too blind, seeing only his own sacrifice, thinking that he only relied on his own strength, but never thinking that his bravery is the biggest source of harm to those around him.

With a buzzing in his head, he suddenly thought of the words that Luo Changfeng said with a smile: "My thoughts are always easy to see, let the Guhua faction find a deep mountain and old forest to hide,... enjoy flowers, tea, piano, chess and poems Books, other than that, Gai has no company."

That's right... Maybe this is what Senior Brother Luo is thinking...

So why do you want to live for the common people in the world, why do you want to fight against the righteousness of the rivers and lakes?

Why do you try your best to do what you can't do, but hurt your loved ones and trustworthy people instead?

What he has been doing all along is actually wrong... The pain in his heart at this moment is his punishment, right?

More bright red fell on the table, blooming spots of blood.The chaotic inner breath began to scurry around uncontrollably, like countless small knives scraping the meridians.But the pain in my heart is thousands of times greater than this, as if the whole soul is trembling violently, irreversible, irreversible, the dead are dead, leaving only regrets that cannot be resolved in this life.

The final decisive battle in Weishui ended with the death of the demon priest.

The demon army was thrown into chaos upon hearing the news, and even though there were remaining rank-[-] demons leading the team, it was still inevitable that they would be destroyed.

Under the siege of many sects of the Righteous Way, the Devil's Cult lost more than half of it.The wheel king Lai Xingchang, the saint girl Lian Jiangyue, and the ghost envoy Yan Ming were all injured and had to lead the demon sect out of the Central Plains.Although the ninth-rank masters were injured, their skills were still there, and the Central Plains also suffered heavy losses, so they could not take advantage of the victory and pursue them, so they let them escape.

The battle between good and evil that has lasted for hundreds of years has finally come to an end.Although, no one knows if this is the end.

All the big sects in the Central Plains paid a huge price for this, the master of Tianji Pavilion, the elder of Tianshan School, and the head disciple of Guhua School died.The rest of the masters were all seriously injured.And the head of the Guhua faction locked himself in the Library Pavilion after the war, and ignored anyone who asked for a meeting.

Because he is the acting leader, such an approach naturally attracts criticism.But no matter how loudly the shouts were outside, Xu Yunfan just didn't show up.The rivers and lakes, the world, the righteousness and responsibility that were once so persistent, seem to be crumbling to ashes at this moment.

Xun Wei pushed away the disciples of the Gu Hua Sect who were blocking the door, and said angrily: "I have to apologize to Brother Xu for being rude, but I must see him now!"

Qi Yuan's eyes were already swollen like peaches, and the way he pursed his lips and restrained himself was sad and slightly funny.Stretching out his arms, he insisted, "Senior brother Xu said that no one will be seen, and I must carry out his orders."

"If he is confused, you will be confused too!" Xun Wei said angrily, "I know what happened to Luo Changfeng hit him hard, but if he is like this, can Luo Changfeng survive? You let him go on like this, Do you want him to go mad?"

Qi Yuan was taken aback by the words "deviled", but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "I believe in Senior Brother Xu." He held down the hilt of his sword at his waist and said, "Master Xun, if you want to enter again, please forgive me." I am disrespectful!"

Xun Wei turned pale with anger.

Just as he was about to beat Qi Yuan to the ground and force his way in, he suddenly felt something pressing on his shoulder.

It is a folding fan.

Xun Wei was shocked instantly, and even turned around with a glimmer of expectation.But he was immediately disappointed. Behind him was not the person he imagined, but a strange face.

He wears a square scarf and a brown robe.The pale complexion with obvious loss of energy and blood made this person look very weak.But only with Xun Wei's Ninth Grade Realm, he was able to come to his side without a sound, this concealment is amazing enough!

What's more, Xun Wei also noticed that beside this person, there was a young man following him.

The gray robe, respectfully accompanying him with his hands down, is the person who proposed to elect Xu Yunfan as the acting leader at the gathering of various factions before!

The man covered his mouth with a fan and coughed twice and said, "Let me do it."

Xun Wei felt strange, so he couldn't help but give way.

This person stepped forward, and Qi Yuan said: "I won't go in, I just ask you to pass three sentences to Xu Yunfan. If you have brought the three sentences, if he still refuses to see me, I will leave immediately."

Qi Yuan was stunned for a while, thinking that although Xu Yunfan said he couldn't see anyone, it was always okay to speak, so he nodded and said, "What? Say it."

In the secret room, the seriously injured and hit person felt that his inner breath was confused and his whole body was in severe pain.He knew that this was a sign of going crazy, and he knew that Xiao Mo would never come to help him this time.This cognition brought back endless memories, and made his blood boil even more.

In a trance, I even feel that it is better to just let it go, otherwise the future is boundless and dark, and every step is difficult, how to move forward?

While turning over, I suddenly heard the sound of extremely fast footsteps outside the door, and a person came running and shouted through the door: "Senior brother Xu...someone outside asked me to bring a message to brother, and said that he only needs to listen to these three sentences."

It was Qi Yuan, but Xu Yunfan didn't want to hear anything now.

But the people outside the door still shouted: "Brother Xu, then I have said these three sentences, the first sentence is..."

——"Do you wish to die?"

Want to die?

Xu Yunfan raised his head in a daze, staring at the gray wall with bloodshot eyes.

This is not the first time he has survived a near death, and he knows that death is nothing more than that.If you lose your senses, you don't have to suffer.If you lose your heart, there is no need to be sad.This is indeed a very good choice.

but……

No, he will not die.

No matter how desperate and painful, he will not choose to die.Because... because he is Xu Yunfan, a person who believes in fate but does not accept fate, and will never give up on himself.

At this point, he didn't know what he was still insisting on.However, it is precisely because it has reached this point.He has lost too much, so he can't give up on himself.

"Senior brother Xu?... If you don't answer, I will say the second sentence. The second sentence that the gentleman outside the door said is:"

——"Would you like to live?"

If you don't want to die, you naturally want to live.This is the most inevitable choice made by the simplest method of elimination.A faint light flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes, although it was short like a shooting star, it finally lit up the darkness.

——"The third question: how to live?"

The last three words wandered in my mind, stimulating the chaotic nerves.

To live, not to live like a walking dead.Even if it's just to find a reason to live, he has to take up those justice or responsibilities again.In the future, he needs to walk step by step.

Because if you don't go, you will fail those who died on the way.

The head of Gu Hua stared blankly at the mottled ink and blood in front of him, and finally raised his hand to wipe away the red marks on the corner of his mouth.

His self-pity, his weakness, were enough.That was not the expectation of Senior Brother Luo who left freely, nor was it his own value.

The phoenix reborn from the ashes can only swallow all the pain and torture in his stomach and hide it in his heart.Then he spread his wings and soared to the nine heavens.

50,

The door of the Guhua Sect was opened again.

Xu Yunfan is in front and Qi Yuan is behind.The head of Gu Hua was still wearing plain clothes with bamboo hairpins, but he changed into a brand new one, which was smooth without any trace of blood.Her hair was neatly combed, and she held a sword behind her back.Although his expression is haggard and depressed, the tenacity of his body is even better than before.

Xun Wei took a step forward, wanting to say something, but finally turned into a deep sigh.

He cupped his hands and said: "Brother Xu broke through the ninth rank, it is a gratifying thing."

After hearing this, many disciples behind the Guhua Sect couldn't help but be surprised and happy.At such a young age, Xu Yunfan has already reached the Ninth Rank Realm, becoming one of the few masters in the martial arts world.The master knew it underground, so he must have smiled.

Xu Yunfan was not happy.

Cutting the bones and washing the marrow originally transformed the meridians, experienced the tragic fight in the Weishui River, and broke through the last obstacle with his extreme skills, and then he was awakened by three questions to the danger of going crazy.He finally rushed up to the ninth rank realm.

It seems to be a natural ending, but it's not his fault alone.If there is no Xiaomo, no death battle of everyone in the last battle, no blood sacrifice of Luo Changfeng, how can he kill the priest and make his martial arts to a higher level.

Blood and tears inside are not enough for outsiders.

Xu Yunfan also cupped his hands, and only said softly: "Master Lao Xun is worried. Xu Yunfan... dare not try hard."

If you can't die, you have to live, if you want to live, you have to change your original intention.He has figured it out and understood that even if his heart has sunk into darkness, the road under his feet still faces the sun.

Xun Wei sighed: "The dead are gone, it's best for you to think like this."

Xu Yunfan turned to look at the other person beside Xun Wei.

The first thing that attracted my attention was the folding fan, and I couldn't help looking at it, and then realized that it was just a sad association, and my heart ached again.

Restraining his negative emotions, he cupped his hands and said, "The one who asked Junior Brother Qi to convey the three questions just now must be this gentleman, dare to ask his name?"

This person is pale, thin and inconspicuous, so it is easy to ignore the... sharpness in his eyes.

Xu Yunfan immediately noticed that there was a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. Seeing that this person was elegantly dressed and had attendants, he was actually a Buddhist practitioner?

Seeing this person clasping his hands, he said, "I'm an idler in the rivers and lakes. His surname is Liu and his name is Ze. He was given the title 'Yan Fu Ferryer'."

Many disciples of the Gu Hua Sect couldn't help being stunned, how could anyone declare their title immediately?Isn't that disrespectful enough?

But Xu Yunfan chewed the title for a moment, and said: "Yan Fu means a world of suffering, Mr. has this title, presumably the Buddha cultivates profoundly and saves all living beings."

"No." Liu Ze looked over coldly.Although it was winter, his expression seemed to be three points colder than the winter ice, and said: "This title is just to say that if I am born, it will be because of a catastrophe in the world."

"There are difficulties in the world and wise men come out?"

"Of course."

Many disciples looked at each other behind them.The Devil's Cult has just retreated. Although the Central Plains is riddled with holes, it will be restored in time. Where did the disaster come from?Wasn't the previous calamity big enough?

Seeing his expression, Xu Yunfan was definitely not alarmist, so he couldn't help feeling dignified.He stretched out his hand and said, "It's inconvenient to talk outside, please come in."

Liu Ze, Xun Wei and Xu Yunfan entered the outer courtyard of Guhua and sat down in the main hall.

After serving tea, discard irrelevant people.Xu Yunfan said directly: "Sir, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

Although the gray-robed cultivator held a folding fan, he never seemed to open it, only holding it in his hand.Seeing Xu Yunfan's question, he answered straight to the point: "Does the lord know the spiritual essence of the demon world?"

It is commensurate with the leader of the alliance, and it is a major event in the martial arts.Xu Yunfan said: "Lingyuan is the supreme treasure in the demon world. The priest once opened it, and his skill has greatly increased due to the use of its energy. After the priest died, there is no trace."

Liu Ze sneered and said, "You don't need to look for it, this thing must have returned to the Demon Cult to revive the Demon Lord."

"Resurrected Demon Lord?" Xu Yunfan and Xun Wei frowned at the words beyond common sense.

"Where should I start..." Liu Ze covered his mouth with a fan and coughed a few times, his voice seemed weaker, but his expression became more serious, "On behalf of the leader, do you know why for so many years, there are only ninth-rank warriors in Wulin Dao?" , but there has never been a... congenital?"

Xun Wei said: "It's because I'm not talented enough, and the fire is not here yet. What else could be the reason?"

"Ha, lack of talent? Thousands of years ago, there were ten geniuses in the Central Plains, and only the North Profound Pass was established. No matter how poor the talent is today, how come it's been hundreds of years without a single genius?"

Xu Yunfan vaguely felt that there was a huge secret hidden in these words, so he couldn't help but leaned forward and said, "I would like to hear the details!"

"The acquired realm is martial arts, while the innate realm is cultivating immortals."

Liu Ze's words were earth-shattering, causing the expressions of the two people present to tremble.

"To cultivate martial arts, you need talents and skills, but to cultivate immortals, you need aura."

Xun Weidao: "Five to ninth ranks also need to communicate with the natural aura."

"It's completely different. After all, martial arts practitioners are still mortals, and they need limited aura. Immortal cultivators break through the shackles of nature and blend with the heaven and earth. degree."

"Let's put it this way. The Lord of the Demon Cult is innate. When he slept at the bottom of the blood pool, most of his own essence was transformed into the spirit energy of the Demon World, and the rest was absorbed by the Earth Qi of the Demon Cult and turned into the cultivation base of ordinary demons. The devil is brave and good at fighting, which has a lot to do with it."

"As for the demon priest...he has long mastered the method of resurrecting the demon lord, but he has not done it for a long time. I dare say that it is his selfishness. Because once the demon lord is resurrected, the blood pool will dry up, and the earth energy that ordinary demons rely on No longer exists. Demons will lose their martial arts sharply, and even die in large numbers."

"This law is also true for the Central Plains. Limited aura cannot support too many innate experts. Unless...kill other martial practitioners."

The cold words made Xu Yunfan and Xun Wei unable to recover for a long time.

"This...is beyond imagination!" Xun Wei paused for a long time before recovering his voice. "But you can't justify yourself... If according to what you said, it is difficult for all the aura in the Central Plains to accommodate even one or two innates, then why were there ten innates a thousand years ago? The prosperity of the martial arts in the Central Plains at that time far surpassed that of today!"

Liu Ze also paused for a while.His expression became extremely compassionate, and he said, "Because... this is a world abandoned by God."

What is to be forsaken by God...why to be forsaken by God?

Who is Liu Ze, and how does he know these shocking things? !

But when asked again, Liu Ze refused to speak further, the thin man's face became even paler, and he just sneered, "I have an appointment with someone, so that's all I can say."

He turned to Xu Yunfan and said: "Now the Demon Cult is almost completely wiped out, and the priest is also dead. I also know that the priest must have played a dark game in the Demon Cult, preparing to resurrect the Demon Lord."

"The devil master who has reached the innate realm... Heh... That's why I say that the real catastrophe in the Central Plains has only just begun."

Xu Yunfan felt his whole head throbbing with pain.

Thinking of the mysterious innate realm he had been to, the myth of the demon lord that has been circulating in the demon world and the "casting body of the demon" he had seen with his own eyes, and thinking of the strange feeling that he couldn't help himself since the war between righteous and demons.

He felt that Liu Ze's words were credible.And because of this trustworthiness, the more chills run up the spine.

If cultivating into Xiantian depends not only on ability, but also on the so-called "spiritual energy" resource, doesn't it mean that if you kill all the ordinary warriors and seize the spiritual energy they occupy, high-level warriors will be more likely to reach Xiantian directly? ?

Xiantian, Yujian Feixian, Xiantian who roams the Three Realms.It is the lifelong dream of many martial artists.However, is it possible to use such means... to cultivate?

He raised his head and met the eyes of the wise man opposite him.Liu Ze seemed to see through his thoughts, nodded and said, "Just as you thought."

His eyes were as cold as ice, and his tone contained cruelty: "To tell you the truth, the purpose of my coming here is to help the Central Plains produce a genius. Because if there is no talent, the Central Plains will be razed to the ground when the devil is resurrected." And the only way to become innate is to sacrifice part of the acquired warriors. ——It is not necessary to sacrifice all of them. With Guhua, Dingyu, and Yuexiu, the three surviving sects of ninth-rank warriors, all the remaining sects can be annexed If the acting lord is willing to do it, I hope that all the wisdom of the subordinates will be used by the acting lord."

Xu Yunfan couldn't believe it: "You mean, in order to fight against the devil, we have to kill each other first?"

"It sounds unacceptable. But if the Central Plains is completely wiped out after the demon lord returns, it will be a sad ending. The choice between death and survival is a choice between the two. As the acting lord, you should have this awareness."

Xun Wei was on the sidelines and was furious: "It's ridiculous! It's so detrimental to righteousness, thanks to you being able to say it!"

"With the return of Lingyuan, the demon master will be resurrected within three days. Xu Yunfan's brother Shen Mi died for three days, but he didn't know that the demon master had already gotten up and stretched himself in the blood pool." Liu Ze sneered and pushed forward, "Master Xun thinks he can stop it." Innate? Or do you want to repeat the great feat of killing priests in Weishui? How many ninth grades are left in the Central Plains martial arts?