After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

—everybody screaming—

When Zhou Feng came, he was still carrying a certain knife, but when he left, he was alone. He couldn't bring back his sweetheart, and he didn't have the knife.

He said he was leaving, but Zhou Feng really didn't know where the road ahead was. He had no home, and no place could accommodate a little Zhou Feng, a Zhou Feng who had lost his knife.

No teacher, no house, no parents, no relatives and friends, wandering alone, lonely for a long time.

Finally, he returned to Daozuka. After all, that was his starting point, and it might become his destination in the end.

There was a bitter wind in the knife mound, blowing his cheeks, but it made Zhou Feng feel the kindness he had not seen for a long time. He stretched out his fingertips and gently tapped the entrance of the knife mound. knife.

The treasured sword is psychic, and he chatted like he was talking to a friend, with a bit of nostalgia in his tone. "Old guy, it's still here, it's so heavy, no one can lift you away."

Although there are many knives in the knife mound, the knives here are not just for everyone to take, and take whichever one they like.

Some knives weigh a thousand catties, and those who are strong enough can get them.Although some knives are light, they have brewed the supreme saber intent on their own. If the master of the sword's soul and heart did not appear, I am afraid that they will be torn to pieces by the domineering saber intent immediately.

Zhou Feng is also considered a strange person. He has been in the knife mound since he was born, and the knives here have more or less witnessed his growth. With this relationship, all the knives are willing to be used by him.

However, Zhou Feng chose the most inconspicuous knife. It was said to be a knife, but it was actually an iron block wrapped with a red string. This was the prototype of a certain knife.

Zhou Feng's thick and rough saber intent tempered it, grinding the original inch-thick iron into very thin, as thin as paper and as light as a wing.

It stands to reason that the texture of a knife with this weight and thickness can no longer be called a knife, it is somewhat like a soft sword in the sword category.

But a certain knife is not, it is not tough enough, the knife intention is to roll the iron in one place, which reduces the thickness of the blade, so that the certain knife is as hard as ever.

When it comes to the name of this knife, Zhou Feng is really useless to name it. He came and went, and simply named it "someone".

The name Dao Zhong sounds very chilling and desolate, but it is not. If Dao Zhong is said to be the hometown of Dao, it can also be called Peach Blossom Forest.

There are ten miles of peach blossom trees planted in Daozhong. Regardless of the season, I will appear on the stage after you bloom. Every season, there are peach blossoms blooming, and there are also dry branches. It is a great spectacle.

Without Xuanzhe, without a certain knife, it seems to others that losing his lover and everything in his life should be a serious blow, and most people would have been devastated long ago.

But Zhou Feng didn't, he lived like a normal person, and returned to the state that he had never entered Xifeng Mountain or met Xuan Zhe a few years ago.

If it is said that the heartbeat is still there, it is just retractable and hidden in the bottom of my heart, because I already knew that I am a person who has abandoned the world and is not worthy of any love. Now that I have lost it, I feel calm.

Since a certain knife is gone, he can practice it again, and everything is just a fresh start, nothing is impossible.

He took pleasure in bitterness, he was simply a dull-witted idiot, he kept the heavy knife intent in his heart all the time, but he didn't have a knife in his hand for him to express.

Zhou Feng could no longer find such a piece of black iron. He forced out a mouthful of thick black blood from his chest and sprinkled it on the ground. A sinister aura rose from the pool of blood very quickly, and finally fell into the air.

Zhou Feng looked at the blood indifferently, his knife was not there, so he simply broke off a peach branch next to it as a weapon, and dotted it on the red and black blood to wash away the evil spirit inside.

"That's why." When parting, why Xuan Zhe looked at him with such pity and disgust, this question has an answer.

If you are too infatuated, you will go crazy, and there is evil in the devil, so how can you soar.Immortals are afraid that they have insight for a long time, so they should dislike him.

Sanli Peach Blossom Forest, where you can see the ground at a glance, he also like Xuan Zhe used to sleep on it, and regards the peach blossom tree as a gentle place every day, so he can steal a moment of leisure and have a good dream.

But in the dream, it was still Xuan Zhe.

The dream is still a few old things.

At that time, he didn't fall in love with Xuan Zhe, he only thought that Xuan Zhe was a good-looking master, and he had nowhere to go, so he half-forced himself to provide him with a place to live.Zhou Feng and Xuan Zhe are still in a tenant-owner relationship.

There is a list of sects in Jianghu, and the ranking is based on the task points system. Whichever gang ranks higher will naturally be powerful.

Those tasks are nothing more than eliminating evil and promoting good. For Zhou Feng, it is not difficult.

He was beneficiary of Xifeng Mountain, Xifeng Mountain provided him with accommodation and food, he couldn't eat and drink for free, so he did some tasks for the teacher every day to add points.

Although Yu Zhoufeng was not too difficult, he suffered from the chaos. Sometimes he didn't deliberately go back in a hurry, and it was not uncommon for him to be busy in the middle of the night.

Even when he returned home late one day, the lights in the side hall were still on, Xuan Zhe was a fairy cultivator, and he had never had much sleep time, so he was probably studying or studying the Dao again.

The two of them rarely meet each other on weekdays. Zhou Feng doesn't think there are many people in the family, but whenever he comes back late, there is always a candle waiting for him. looking forward to.

Because of Xuan Zhe's presence, returning every day has become something worth looking forward to.

In the dream, the candle flames were dim, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles. He probably never thought that one day, he would come to this situation and fall into this situation.

When the screen turned, it was another scene.

At that time, the two were still in an ambiguous period, and Zhou Feng didn't do any missions, so Baba waited at Xuanzhe's inevitable place.

The immortal was ashamed, his face was like jade, and he preferred to be stained with rosy clouds. If Zhou Feng spit out some stupid words, his whole face would turn red.This dream is a scene from the past.

"Xuan Da Sword Immortal, have you ever liked someone?"

Zhou Feng leaned against the door of the small kitchen with his arms folded, his eyes downcast, looking absent-minded.

Xuanzhe felt a little itchy in his heart, the seeds that had been buried in his heart did not know which spring rain had suffered, and suddenly there was a tendency to break through the ground and sprout. He looked at Zhou Feng with drooping eyelids, and the itchiness gradually magnified Yes, it's a little unbearable. "Never."

Zhou Feng shifted his gaze to Xuan Zhe, still with a calm look on his face, as if everything didn't matter, and his tone was also calm. "oh."

Before Xuan Zhe was about to be disappointed, Zhou Feng leaned over, grabbed one of his ears and looked at him carefully, watching that Bai Ruyu turned into Hong Ruoxia before giving up, slowly teasing this cold-looking fairy. "Actually, you can try to like it."

"Huh?" Xuan Zhe was puzzled and flustered.

"Like me." It was the boy's firm voice.

like me……

Since Xuan Zhe had promised him, why did he break the promise?

The unreconciled and belated sadness finally started belatedly.

He dreamed of the fairy's unfeeling face and cold tone again.

They turned out, really didn't match up.

They turned out to be really different destinations.

The transparent water suddenly spread to the corner of his eyes, flowed into a peach blossom, and turned into dewdrops tomorrow morning.

If a piece of meat is cooked too fragrant, there will always be countless flies.

For some reason, the news of a certain knife was not leaked, and the world didn't know that the certain knife was with the sword fairy Xuanzhe, and they all thought that the certain knife was on Zhou Feng's body.

Those who get a certain sword can take advantage of the power of the immortal and fly up immediately.

The news spread as if it had grown wings, but Zhou Feng's whereabouts disappeared.

Zhou Feng came from Daozhong, after all, few people know about it.

In the middle of the night, the head of Xifeng Mountain went to Yan Ruyu's residence alone, and knocked on the door.

……

Knowing that Zhou Feng was hiding in the Knife Tomb, the people of Xifeng Mountain didn't care that Zhou Feng was once counted as one of his disciples.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, but after all, they were single and weak, and they had no chance of winning. It was the idea of ​​the little junior sister who used to come up with it. It's better to spread the news, let all the sects know the news, and go to find that week together. peak.

Although there is only one knife, it is really impossible to melt that knife. The essence of the Dao can be divided equally. Don’t everyone earn?

Twos and threes form groups, one group after another.

They ran into the mound of swords like a crowd, and they couldn't beat Zhou Feng alone. Zhou Feng has never had the habit of hurting people's lives, so he will always show mercy to them.

Finally bored, and finally aroused the hostility and evil spirit hidden in his heart, Zhou Feng killed the first person who came to ask him for a certain knife these days.

Where there is the first, there is the second, and where there is the second, there is the third.

When the disciples sent by the masters began to disappear, they became afraid.

How could I forget that Zhou Feng did not kill people before, because he was still Xifeng's disciple. He clearly broke the Ascension Tower, and there were rumors that he killed mortals.I don't know who gave them the courage to challenge Zhou Feng.

Some people still found the bodies of those who died, all of them died because their throats were cut by the cold knife intent. There were few traces of fighting, and most of them were killed by one blow. It can be seen that Zhou Feng's knife skills have reached the pinnacle.

Finally, someone gradually realized that something was wrong. The wounds on the necks of the corpses had a faint, black evil spirit.

Zhou Feng has become a demon.

The news spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and then to Xuanzhe.

Ordinary people like them can't beat Zhou Feng, but there is still the immortal Xuan Zhe, he can always beat him.

So everyone petitioned, hoping that the immortal would walk out of Tiansu Mountain, kill the demon leader Zhou Feng, and find a certain knife that had been lost.

Use celestial power to smash a certain knife, and distribute the power of the Dao equally among the various sects, with the desire of all the sects to ascend.

The immortal is worthy of being an immortal, he should have expected it long ago, Xuan Zhe only hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.

So an organization known as "Eliminate Demons to Comfort the World" began to resound throughout the world. Only joining this organization is righteous and true. If you want to say anything good about Zhou Feng, you will become the target of public criticism.

Although there were many people who received favors from Zhou Feng when he was out on missions in the rivers and lakes, but now all of them have become dumb.

Interest and greed blinded their eyes.

The author says:

There is one more.