After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

——Ascension——

When the skin touched, Zhou Feng didn't feel much. He raised his eyes in doubt, and was looking at the small mole on Shang Xuanzhe's eyelid. I don't know if it was Zhou Feng's illusion. Why did he feel that the color that was originally like ink has become a little bit dark now? redness.

Xuan Zhe held his hand again.

"Huh?" Zhou Feng asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, I was distracted." Xuan Zhe seemed to be really distracted. He didn't realize it. He was interrupted just now and forgot what to say, so he let go of his hand and let Zhou Feng take the fragment away.

The rest of the spectators around went for nothing, and those who were unwilling were few. After all, enough blood had been shed, and it would be good if they could still save their lives. Greed is temporarily overwhelmed by the weight of life, but there will always be a comeback when.

I didn't see any rare beasts in Shanglin Garden in the legend, only the blood-red cloud covering the sky, and it can't be that pile of strange-shaped clouds when I catch it back. I can't tell when it will swallow me .

As for the fragment of a certain knife, I saw it, but who would dare to grab it with Sword Immortal and No. 1 under Ascension Realm.

I had to eat a boring loss, and it broke up as soon as I shot it.

The man from Yingzhou who had just met when he came here glanced at Zhou Feng, his eyes were very strange, and he happened to meet Zhou Feng who was sizing up unconsciously. He nodded and didn't care whether Zhou Feng responded, so he walked away without looking back. up.

"Hey, I said that this group of people really has no conscience. If you don't see a large group of lonely souls and wild ghosts above, you don't know how to clean them up together." Xuan Zhe seemed to be talking to Zhou Feng like he was not a sword fairy before.

"En." Zhou Feng lowered his eyes and responded.

"Forget it, after all, we have reaped the benefits, so let's clean it up."

Xuanzhe pointed his toes, stepped into the air, and went to see the group;

Blood-red cloud of unclear shape.

Without the source of Shanglin Realm, these things will dissipate in a short time, but just in case, Xuan Zhe still used a sword energy to dissolve these things.

When the smoke was supposed to disappear, a face appeared, a middle-aged man who seemed a little familiar.

Zhou Feng thought for a long time but didn't remember it. After the man spoke, he managed to get a little impression.

"Master Zhou, I stabbed you with a sword when I was young, and I have always regretted it. I have always wanted to apologize to you in person and ask you to slash me back, but there is no chance." It seems that he is the one who wants to defend his brother. The vengeful boy was crying.

"I only saw my brother's letter later. He said, you are actually a good person. My brother died for the country, and he deserved it."

"Now I know I was wrong, Mr. Zhou, will you forgive me?" The middle-aged man looked very honest, embarrassed and worried.

Zhou Feng opened his mouth, wanting to wave his hands and say it's nothing, it's all over.

But he is not "Zhou Feng" after all.

He is not qualified to forgive others, although the "Zhou Feng" in Shanglin may not care about that sword, not to mention that there is no real harm to himself.

Let me ask, if you put yourself in Shanglin's shoes, you may actually be unable to do anything, because you don't care at all.

Zhou Feng will never have any kindness, he has no parents after all, and he doesn't understand the importance of the family.

In his eyes, those people are nothing more than dogs eating dogs, and they deserve what they deserve.

Perhaps if his memory had not been erased and his mind was complete, Zhou Feng would have gone to the rivers and lakes to find his knife, drink his wine, and live happily ever after.

After thinking about it again, Zhou Feng returned.

"I don't care, "Master Zhou" may have forgotten too. "

The man lost into the wind, muttering words that no one could hear.

If I had known this, why bother.

"Xiao Zhou."

"Ok?"

"A certain knife fragment was found."

"Yeah." Zhou Feng left the place quickly, just in time to step up the ladder.

"I understand the matter of Shanglinyuan, are you still going back to the bamboo building?" Xuan Zhe asked after him, his tone was flat and he couldn't hear anything.

"I still have to find another fragment of a certain knife." Zhou Feng said truthfully.

"Then I, accompany you?" Xuan Zhe asked tentatively.

"Okay, but don't wait—" Zhou Feng was interrupted before he could finish asking.

"My Taoist companion has been found." Xuan Zhe's tone was a little anxious.

"Where is it?" Zhou Feng asked casually, he didn't think Xuan Zhe would be able to find him so soon, and he didn't see anyone beside the sword fairy.

Xuan Zhe seemed to curse something in a low voice.

"No."

"Nothing?" Zhou Feng asked.

"Find the next piece of a certain knife."

"it is good."

With one knife and one sword, he disappeared into the upper forest.

It is said that men should have lofty aspirations, and the aspiration in Zhou Feng's heart is nothing more than a knife, and now a certain knife is broken into pieces, except for the body, there is only a small piece of it, it can be said that it is a family with nothing to do.

The whereabouts of the next piece of a certain knife was unclear, so he simply stayed at the Huangcheng Inn, of course, with Xuan Zhe by his side.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. This water may have been left for a long time and it will start to become sticky.

Zhou Feng is really not a person who can get along with people. A few days ago, Xuan Zhe failed to save him with a pregnant sword. Those days when they had a good time in the bamboo building, they were not very close.

There are many people who meet by chance but hit it off, maybe Xuanzhe and him are just that kind, but unfortunately Zhou Feng's closest way to express love at first sight is to live in that bamboo building for half a month.

Being inseparable like this now really made him a little bit at a loss, so he could only pretend to be a dull gourd and listen to Xuan Zhe talk about these experiences in the world.

It's nothing more than the gossip of the kings of the five continents and twelve countries, the love and hatred of which swordsman and swordsman in the rivers and lakes, it sounds really interesting, gradually, Zhou Feng doesn't find him annoying.

In fact, Zhou Feng may not be interested in these things, but now that he doesn't have his knife, listening to some anecdotes and anecdotes should be more enjoyable than walking alone.

"Xiao Zhou, do you know that the northernmost end of Yingzhou was actually an endless sea thousands of years ago?"

Xuan Zhe didn’t know where he heard these nonsense, and told him one by one, he didn’t seem to care whether Zhou Feng took it to his heart, and whether he responded sincerely, he only cared about drinking and voicing——

It should be a complaint, inexplicably, Zhou Feng always felt that Xuan Zhe said these inconsequential things with emotion.

"Isn't Yingzhou just full of sand? How can there be sea?" Zhou Feng frowned, interrupting the unreliable beginning of the story.

Xuan Zhe wiped the wine from his lips with the back of his hand, with a half-smile, with Chang Yuan's tenderness on his face.

"You know, in fact, the good fortune in the world is a definite number. Only the talent with the highest martial arts can be expected to become a fairy, and there is no one better than it. It can't surpass the good fortune of the world and have so many gods."

Zhou Feng nodded. "I do know that, since you became a sword fairy, the number of people who use swords in this world has decreased by [-] to [-] percent."

Xuan Zhe raised his eyebrows, quite self-satisfied, and his smile was concentrated on the ground, faintly, making people feel like a spring breeze at the same time, as if this person was born to be a fairy, and he deserved it.

"The world was not like this thousands of years ago. At that time, there were still gods who appeared together and lived in the sea to the north of Yingzhou.

All the waters in the world converge there, and Penglai has the most water. Therefore, at that time, Penglai was called the place closest to the gods, and it was also called fairyland later. "

"Hmm." Zhou Feng looked at Xuan Zhe's expression carefully. He felt a little stuck in his memory. To be honest, Zhou Feng didn't know how old Xuan Zhe was. Could Xuan Zhe be born at that time, a thousand years ago?

Although a little curious, Zhou Feng didn't ask.

"Immortals are not free-spirited, they also have desires and common sense, and they often fight because of greed." Xuan Zhe sneered, only recovered after seeing Zhou Feng, and continued.

"When gods fight, how can mortals get involved? Besides, when people with high mana fight, they often kill people. Later, those gods died a lot, and gradually established a rule that those who ascended must be ruthless and love. He has the responsibility to protect the world."

"Life is so hard, being a god is also suffering, it is better to practice swords." Zhou Feng relaxed and leaned back in the chair, his eyelids drooped, his hostility was not obvious, and he seemed a little obedient for no reason.

Xuan Zhe softened his eyes and told him a story.

The author says:

I've been waiting for the list recently, so I've been pressing the word count, baby, wait for me!

下周四以后就会日更了。感谢在2021-07-0208:13:57-2021-07-0414:22:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 servant;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!