After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

Su Zhuo didn't know whether to believe in Sword Master or not.

Emotions tell him that it is best not to have any involvement with the other party, but reason is also telling him that only Sword Master can help him at present.

Because the other party is the sword master, and because this place has been occupied by the demon god, he may not be able to find Shen Xiaotian alone, and he may not be able to kill the other party if he finds it.

But at the same time, Su Zhuo was also very puzzled, and even didn't understand why Jian Zun had such a big attitude towards him now, and what happened after his death?

He thought about it, and asked, "Don't you, you always dislike me, why do you want to help me?"

The events of the previous life are still vivid in my mind, when I was at Jianfeng.How he was ignored by the other party, and how he was indifferent.

Even the other party never regarded him as a disciple.

This once cast a great shadow on Su Zhuo, causing him to be proud for a long time, but also accompanied by deep inferiority complex, especially after Shen Xiaotian appeared.

On the surface he is the proud son of heaven, but whoever doesn't secretly laugh at him is not as good as Shen Xiaotian.

Jian Zun coughed again, he stood with the help of the bamboo, looking a bit lonely.

After a while, he said slowly, "I didn't know it was you."

Su Zhuo was a little strange, what do you mean I don't know it's him?

He is a living person standing in front of Sword Master, and he is a disciple who has done the apprenticeship ceremony and served the teacher's apprenticeship tea and is worshiping under Jianzun's sect.

Su Zhuo felt that Jian Zun's words contradicted himself, but at the moment, he didn't seem to have the desire/desire to ask clearly.

This is a very strange emotion. In the last life, he wanted to ask for it countless times, but he was unwilling to do so countless times.

Now that he came back again, he only felt strange.

As if all of this was not important anymore, why did Sword Master treat him like that back then, and thinking about why his attitude towards him changed, it seemed that it suddenly became not so important, and it didn't matter whether he knew the reason or not.

It was as if they were strangers.

After all, many things in this world do not necessarily need a reason.

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes and let out a heavy breath, "I don't care anymore."

Years of grievances and unwillingness finally turned into a sentence, I don't care anymore.

Although Jian Zun turned a blind eye to him, after all, this is the power of Jian Zun, and he doesn't need to ask for too much.

What really owes him is Shen Xiaotian who took his life away.

Unexpectedly, when Su Zhuo said this, Jian Zun suddenly raised his eyes. He looked at Su Zhuo, as if he wanted to find something on Su Zhuo's face.

He couldn't believe it, "You don't care?"

Jian Zun observed Su Zhuo's emotions carefully, and found that Su Zhuo's expression was really as cold as ever.

Compared to him, Su Zhuo is actually more like an exiled immortal, because he is deserted and doesn't seem to care about everything.

The reason why many disciples were dissatisfied with Su Zhuo was because he was already looking down at them while standing there.

Throughout their lives, they were unable to reach Su Zhuo's height.

So they will belittle Su Zhuo, and will humiliate each other with all kinds of words after Su Zhuo's downfall, as if they will be equally superior if they step on Su Zhuo's feet, at least, they can reach the same height as Su Zhuo superior.

Sword Master knew this before, but he didn't know it was Su Zhuo, so he didn't care.

Later, after he knew it was Su Zhuo, he helped Su Zhuo kill many people, many people who had humiliated Su Zhuo before, including the disciples of Linyuan Xianzong.

This is the reason why Linyuan Xianzong moved to the sect, because there was a lunatic in their sect, a lunatic who could only shout 'give him back to me', who caressed about human life everywhere, blood flowing like a river.

In addition to being afraid of the demon god, the monks in the comprehension world are even more afraid of the sword master they once worshiped.

Sword Master is crazier and crueler than Demon Race.

But Jian Zun didn't care, Linyuan Xianzong moved, he didn't care, he still lived alone in Jianfeng, in Yuzhu Forest.

There is another bamboo house in Yuzhu Forest, but even Shen Xiaotian didn't let him in. Originally, he prepared that bamboo house for Su Zhuo, but he didn't know that the other party was Su Zhuo, so he kept it vacant down.

Jian Zun's mind is often not very clear, and of course there are times when he wakes up, every time he lies in the empty bamboo house, and then thinks about the past.

What he was thinking about was, after Su Zhuo came to worship under his sect, when he found the other party looking at him yearningly, the heartbeat without leaving a trace.

He loves Su Zhuo, but it's a pity he can't love Su Zhuo, so he has warned himself countless times that he doesn't allow himself to have any strange emotions towards Su Zhuo, so he can only treat Su Zhuo indifferently, even at Xingfeng Shang hurt Su Zhuo with his own hands, and then sent someone to send Su Zhuo away.

Because he didn't want to admit that he was in love with Su Zhuo, and he didn't want anyone to know the secret.

This shameful and dirty secret.

Originally, he thought that he would get what he wanted, and he also thought that the loyalty he had been holding on to all this time was a joke.

Everything he had tolerated and restrained all these years had become a complete joke.

The person he was thinking about in his heart turned out to be Su Zhuo from the beginning to the end.

However, good luck tricks people, what he thought he could have again has finally left him, and the one he loves hurts the most deeply with his own hands.

Jian Zun suddenly coughed violently, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, so much blood, that his clothes were stained red.

At this moment, he looked extremely pitiful.

However, Su Zhuo was not moved, and could not be moved.

He seemed to really not care about Sword Master anymore, no matter whether it was resentment or pity, he didn't feel much.

Sword Master coughed for a while, and then breathed heavily. He was wounded, and he had just fought a battle with the demons.

What he didn't tell Su Zhuo was that he hated Shen Xiaotian too, since Su Zhuo left, he wanted to kill Shen Xiaotian all the time.

But Shen Xiaotian took refuge in the Mozu, and he failed to kill the other party several times.

But this time, he was only a little bit, just a little bit away from taking Shen Xiaotian's dog's life.

And this is the last thing he can do for Su Zhuo.

Because he understands that Su Zhuo will never forgive him, never.

In the dark, after all, there is no destiny.

Sword Master bent his body, his injury was serious, so he covered his mouth and said with some difficulty, "Su Zhuo, don't go, just wait for me for a few days, and I will take you to kill Shen Xiaotian soon."

After finishing speaking, he said in a more emphatic tone, "I will kill Shen Xiaotian for you."

Su Zhuo frowned, "It's me who should kill him with my own hands."

It was Shen Xiaotian who stole his fate, and the only person Shen Xiaotian owed was him, so he was the only person most qualified to kill Shen Xiaotian.

The sword master didn't argue, but turned around slowly, and walked towards the bamboo house step by step with difficulty.

He has to retreat for a few days, and his injuries have not been broken since these days, the last time he forcibly crossed the space to go to the original world, he has consumed too much mind, this time, he even narrowly escaped death in order to kill Shen Xiaotian.

If he still wanted to live, he had to go to closed doors to cultivate himself. At least in this way, he would live longer.

Su Zhuo looked at Sword Master's back, stood still but didn't move.

A small bamboo leaf floated down slowly, and he landed on Su Zhuo's forehead, then jumped a bit, and then slowly fell down again.

Su Zhuo stretched out his hand to catch the bamboo leaf, very light, very light, very light.

Strictly speaking, in this world, this is the first time he has truly entered the Yuzhu Forest. He used to be full of expectations for this place. He was happy and full of longing when he was young, and now his heart is stagnant and calm.

It seems that it has only been a few years.

Su Zhuo picked up the bamboo leaf and threw it with his fingertips. A gust of wind blew the bamboo leaf into the distance.

The bamboo grove rustled, but Su Zhuo's thoughts became more determined.

But at this moment he thought of another person, that is Shizun Yunchen.

Yun Chen and this sword master are not the same person, and they are completely different, but what Su Zhuo cares about at the moment is, who is Yun Chen?

There will not be two identical people in this world, and the soul cannot be divided into two.

So, between Yun Chen and Jian Zun, who is the real one?

Perhaps, this point can be known after finding Shen Xiaotian.

Shen Xiaotian is a person who hides too many secrets, and everything is even started by him.

So Shen Xiaotian, damn it!

And Sword Master?Su Zhuo's gaze slowly moved to the bamboo house. With his current cultivation base, he can naturally see that Sword Master's condition is not very good, and he is afraid that the end is coming.

He doesn't care too much about a dying person.

Because none of this makes any sense.

Sword Master retreated in the bamboo house for three days, and he didn't come out for three whole days.

Only the sword energy surrounding the bamboo house told Su Zhuo that the sword master was still alive.

He also doesn't stay in Linyuan Xianzong from time to time, and often checks around the Xianzong. He finds that Linyuan Xianzong has indeed moved, because there is no disciple here, and some important palaces and pavilions have been taken away. Yes, many mountain peaks are lonely inside, and there are quite a lot of things left, but unfortunately they are all abandoned by people.

There are no special places around Linyuan Xianzong, and it is a bit remote. Originally, because of Jianzong, there was a town next to it, but when Su Zhuo came to the town, he found that there was already an empty city inside, and the buildings were empty. A piece of decay.

The sky is always gloomy, it seems that there has been no sunshine for a long time, and every time Su Zhuo looks up, he can only see a piece of turbidity.

Is this the world after the birth of the Demon God?

So, where is that demon god?What about the four big families?

He really wanted to find a monk to inquire about the situation, but the strange thing was that there was not even a single living person around Linyuan Xianzong.

It seems that this place has become a forbidden area, and outsiders are unwilling to set foot here again.

Su Zhuo was not sure what happened, and sometimes he would go back to the mansion where he lived before.

He still has a mansion in Jianfeng. When he was sent back to the Su family, he didn't pack too many things, or he still thought that he could come back one day.

After all, he was just sent back to the Su family, not expelled from the division.

To Su Zhuo's surprise, there is not much difference between here and when he left.

Those things are still intact, everything is intact, it seems that someone has carefully taken care of it all.

Su Zhuo's gaze was a bit complicated, he could understand it, but he didn't seem to understand it.

He didn't touch those things, he had already discarded them, and there was no point in holding them.

And when Jian Zun left the customs three days later, Su Zhuo stood at the highest point of Jian Peak, he saw only a piece of white, the White Jade Palace disappeared, and only the cold snow remained on the top of the mountain.

Then he felt a strong sword energy, and the sword master finally came out.

When he arrived at Yuzhu Forest, Sword Master was slowly coming out of the bamboo house. He changed into a clean robe, and his hair was tied up meticulously. His whole body was covered in frost, as if he had returned to the original Sword Master.

It's just that when Jian Zun looked at Su Zhuo, his gaze was not the same as before.

His gaze softened, as if he was nostalgic for something, "Su Zhuo."

he yelled softly.

The bamboo leaves were blown by the wind, the bamboo forest seemed to be playing a messy movement, everything was fluttering, only Su Zhuo, without any ups and downs.

So Su Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly, "When will I find Shen Xiaotian?"

Jian Zun was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "If you are impatient, you can start the journey immediately."

"Then let's go." Su Zhuo said without expression.

The sword master sacrificed a flying magic weapon, which was transformed by a sharp sword and was magnified a hundred times. It was enough to accommodate dozens of people. The sword master walked up, and then Su Zhuo also jumped on the giant sword.

Then the giant sword came out, like a streamer of light streaking into the sky.

There are barriers around the sharp sword, protecting them from the wind and rain. The speed is very fast, but there still seems to be no end in sight.

Jian Zun slowly sat cross-legged, thinking of something for a while, he looked at Su Zhuo.

"You really didn't want to ask me?"

Su Zhuo stood on one side holding the Xiaguang sword, surrounded by countless clouds passing by, he shook his head.

Sword Master sighed, he looked away, moved his fingers, "I'll tell you a story, okay?"

"I don't want to hear it." Su Zhuo refused.

"No, you want to listen." Sword Master paused, "When you finish listening to this story, you will know everything."

Su Zhuo lowered his head, took two steps closer, then sat down slowly, put down his sword, "Please speak."

At this moment, the sky and the earth are dark, as if there is no vitality on the earth, and there is no living thing.

This is a world that seems to have been abandoned, allowing it to fend for itself.

The huge swords they were sitting on seemed to be the only color, drawing the only color in this gray sky.

"Above the realm of comprehension is the realm of gods. Except for the four great beasts occupying the Four Elephant Hall as the four gods, the rest of the soaring monks can only be called immortals. Only after they have cultivated to a certain level can they ascend again after three or three catastrophes. Become a god."

"There are countless immortals, and there are only a handful of gods."

Su Zhuo doesn't understand, he has never heard anything about the God Realm, he knows that ordinary monks can ascend to immortality, but after becoming immortal, they cannot return to the cultivation world, this is a gap that can never be bridged.

Jian Zun narrowed his eyes slightly, as if caught in some memory.

"In the God Realm, there is a sword god. The sword god regards the sword as life all his life, and indeed he has few opponents, so he is lonely and alone for several years. Until the God Realm Conference held once in a hundred years, he met another god. , that was the greed that he could not utter in his whole life, and with just one glance, he discarded all the years of swordsmanship."

Speaking of this, Sword Master looked at Su Zhuo thoughtfully. Su Zhuo didn't understand Sword Master's gaze, but just listened carefully.

So Jian Zun continued, "The Sword God is emotional. He asked the gods for the trace of that god. In order to meet him, he once stood in Lishan for three full years, and finally waited for the other party to appear."

"If there is anything in this life that is worthy of his nostalgia, it should be in Lishan, where the sword god had a good time with him, and the two finally became close friends."

"But the Sword God was greedy, dissatisfied with this, but he couldn't tell it. Until hundreds of years later, that close friend was punished for reincarnation, and the Sword God followed the reincarnation. But the Sword God didn't want no one to know his heart for many years, so he At the time of reincarnation, I deliberately retained a trace of divine power, so my best friend reincarnated, and the sword god, took away."

Hearing this, Su Zhuo's eyes moved slightly. He didn't look at Sword Master, but subconsciously held the Xiaguang Sword, his eyes kept shuttling through the clouds in front of him.

It turned out to be a seizure.

He lowered his eyes, as if he didn't have much interest in the story, but the slightly sideways expression indicated that he was still listening.

Sword Master closed his eyes, his thoughts were racing, "Sword God has come to the realm of comprehension, even though he has to seize the house, he has to obey the way of heaven. He is no longer a god, but a monk, and the past of the God Realm has nothing to do with him. He has been staying in the realm of comprehension as a monk, and he has a disciple. He is not good to this disciple, because he has calculated his fate, this disciple should not be the person he is looking for, and he was originally indifferent But occasionally, he will still pay attention to his disciple. In the entire mountain, there are only him and his disciples. Whenever the disciple raises his head to look at the night sky, he will also look at, under the same night sky, He often thinks, what will his disciple be thinking at this moment? Will he resent his indifference? Or will he go home disappointed?"

"Sword God has been waiting for the person he was looking for, and finally, when he calculated his fortune again, he found that he had found that person, and that person came to his side, so he let that person worship under his sect, I also gave the Cold Light Sword as a gift, as if I could warn myself not to act rashly, not to think too much."

"Although I found the person I've been looking for, the Sword God was not happy. He was only alienated and unfamiliar with that person, but he still gave him the best of everything. He thought that the other person was happy. His obsession seems to be satisfied, but good luck makes people, when he often looks at the night sky late at night, what he thinks in his mind is the disciple who stared at the night sky together. When he was framed, he personally executed the torture, wanting to cut off his delusional thoughts, and also cut off his disciple's expectations of him. He understood that when that disciple looked at him, there was always a light in his eyes, and he, I snuffed out all the light with my own hands."

"It's just that he still can't calm down in his heart, so there is always a portrait of the other party hanging in his bamboo house. He once thought that he was unbearable. He obviously came for one person, but now he was thinking about another person in his heart. Later, he retreated. , until he saw his disciple's long-lived lamp go out during retreat, and his disciple died."

"Abandoned by the family, humiliated by everyone, forced to die on the cliff, and after he died, he was discovered by others. That person is really a descendant of the gods. It was also at that time that the sword god went crazy. For a long time, he thought he was freed, but he didn't expect to fall into the devil with a single thought. He calculated again, only to find that the fate of the person he was looking for had long been occupied by people, by that disgusting outsider. It's really ridiculous that he didn't realize it, and it turns out that he was always thinking about him from the beginning to the end."

Sword Master looked at Su Zhuo, with a last trace of hope in his eyes, just like Su Zhuo looked at him when he was in Xingfeng, his lips moved slightly, and he murmured, "It has always been, it has never changed .”

Su Zhuo lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but Jian Zun refused to look away for a moment.

He was the one who felt sorry for Su Zhuo, the neglect and indifference of those years was torturing Su Zhuo and at the same time torturing him.

He didn't want to.

He just didn't dare.

It wasn't until a while later that Su Zhuo raised his head. He met Jian Zun's gaze, without any emotion, neither sadness nor joy, "This story is not good."

"Then what do you want to hear?" Sword Master asked.

Su Zhuo's eyes were cold, and he looked at Jian Zun for a while before turning his eyes away, "This is just a story, it has nothing to do with me, does it?"

Su Zhuo's words were very light, very light, as if they were just casual words.

Sword Master's gaze dimmed, and everything was frozen in the end.

Su Zhuo will never forgive him, never.

He realized this problem very clearly, Su Zhuo would not forgive him.

Maybe the current him is just an insignificant person to Su Zhuo.

Just like when he was in the God Realm, he had intentions, but the other party had no intentions. It took him three years to wait for the other party to give him a look, but he still failed to leave any trace in the other party's eyes.

The pear blossoms in the God Realm are beautiful, as beautiful as white snow and as bright as peach blossoms.

He waited in God Realm for three years before the other party passed by. What he didn't tell Su Zhuo was that he waited for another five years in Lishan for that pass by, and then he waited for the other party again. One time was seven years, and the next time was four years. It took several years for the other party to come to Lishan once in a while, and every time, he was there.

In the end they became best friends.

The coincidences that the other party thinks are all his long-planned foolishness.

It's ridiculous that all this is so lucky.

If Shen Xiaotian, an outsider, did not interfere with all this, they could have stayed together in this life.

So he resented Shen Xiaotian, and also hated himself for not being able to recognize it early in the morning.

Since Su Zhuo's death, he has been depressed for a long time, the only reason for him to live is to kill Shen Xiaotian, the person who robbed Su Zhuo of his fate.

This is the only thing he can do to help Su Zhuo.

Besides, he will spend his whole life regretting it.

Maybe one day, Su Zhuo can forgive him.

Perhaps one day, when Li Shanxia met, they could talk happily over wine again and talk about everything, but he also understood that this was all his wishful thinking.

Never go back.

Su Zhuo didn't know what Jian Zun was thinking at the moment, he was even questioning whether the story Jian Zun told was true or not.

If it is true, it seems unbelievable. If the sword master is the sword god and he is also a god, how could he be robbed of his fate by Shen Xiaotian?

Even without mentioning the matter of the God Realm, he is also a descendant of Suzaku in this life, and he is favored by the Dao of Heaven.

The sword god said that Shen Xiaotian was an outsider, could it be someone from outside this world?

Even people beyond the God Realm?

What would Shen Xiaotian be?

Where did it come from again?

What is his purpose?

And, if this story is false, what is Jian Zun trying to do by fabricating a false story?

Simply asking for his forgiveness?

But he has nothing to forgive, because the sword master is not important to him, just like what he said before, he will not care about a dying person.

Even if the sword master is the sword god, so what, the aura on his body will not deceive people, his time is indeed approaching.

So, why would a dying person fabricate a lie to deceive him?

There is no need at all, so this story is true?

Su Zhuo was still a little unbelievable and hesitant.

Perhaps, all this can only be confirmed by finding Shen Xiaotian.

If Shen Xiaotian is an outsider, maybe he knows more than Jianzun, and Shen Xiaotian may even know Jianzun's true identity. After all, when he was at Jianfeng, Shen Xiaotian worshiped Jianzun very much. There seems to be some clues inside and outside the words.

This made Su Zhuo very concerned, if Shen Xiaotian knew everything, including the fact that the Demon God came out?That's why you go to the Demon God?

No, it must not be that simple. The Shen Xiaotian he came into contact with did not have such great powers.

There must be something holding back Shen Xiaotian, otherwise he wouldn't be so down and out in the end.

He recalled the last time when Shen Xiaotian appeared with the cold light sword, he clearly resented him very much, as if he had pushed all the faults on him.

Thinking about it now makes him sick.

It seems that after finding Shen Xiaotian, in addition to killing him, he had to interrogate him thoroughly.

Suddenly, the giant sword stopped, Su Zhuo raised his head, and slowly looked in front of him, only to see the surrounding yellow sand all over the sky, forming a protective cover, but there were countless demonic energy in the yellow sand, those demonic energy It is very wanton, but there is no yellow sand at all.

As if he was afraid of something.

Su Zhuo frowned slowly, why did he feel familiar here?

From the devilish energy, one can vaguely see the continuous palace, where is Shen Xiaotian hiding?

Jian Zun seemed to know what he was thinking, nodded and said, "Shen Xiaotian has been hiding inside."

Su Zhuo was a little sensitive to the devil's energy. He sniffed it, and subconsciously frowned. Why did he feel that the devil's energy here was only scattered?

Although they are all pure demonic energy, they also make people feel very dangerous, but there is always something wrong.

"The devil?"

Sword Master's eyes flickered, "It should be there."

Su Zhuo shook his head, "No, the demon god is not here."

He didn't notice that powerful and vast demon energy, the demon god must not be here!

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