After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

— squeak —

"Are you okay?" Xuan Zhe stood in front of Zhou Feng, carefully shooting down the fragments flying towards them.

Xuan Zhe was so annoyed that he simply set up a barrier to protect them, and turned to harass Zhou Feng anxiously.

Zhou Feng ignored him, and he just talked to himself.

"I don't know where this tunnel leads to and when it will go, but Xiao Zhou, I will protect you."

"The reason why I didn't recognize you just now is because my identity is too involved, and I'm afraid that people with ulterior motives will harm you."

"Later, I met because I was worried that you were in danger, that unicorn..."

"Forget it." Xuan Zhe didn't know what conflict he had with the Qilin, so he stopped in the middle of speaking.

"After I got to know each other, I should be each other's confidantes. I never lied to you."

"I...have left the bamboo building a handful of times after I made a mistake. It is rare to meet you this time."

"Xiao Zhou, don't be angry."

When it came to the end, Xuan Zhe's voice lowered, and he sounded very sad. The Sword Immortal should be deserted, and he was the one on the portrait.

But Zhou Feng could see this beautiful figure like snow on a mountain, his eyelids lowered, revealing the little mole on his head, his eyes were even a little red.

Zhou Feng is the most soft-hearted, he doesn't want others to show weakness and act like a baby to him, others don't have much dealings with him, so they can't take advantage of this weakness.

But Xuan Zhe pinched his heart just right.Similarly, Zhou Feng was not very good at ending the small awkwardness in this sense, so he turned his head away, not looking at the poor sword fairy, and said dryly.

"Don't call me Xiao Zhou."

That's a good deal.

The pale fog is vast and endless, as if falling into chaos, the fine mist condenses into ice crystals, hanging in the air, no ancients are seen before, no one is seen behind, there is an osmanthus forest in a distant place, and countless osmanthus seeds are falling down .

"Xiao Zhou?"

"Xiao Zhou, stop making trouble."

Xuan Zhe couldn't see the person he wanted to see, the smiles on his brows and eyes were all suppressed, and the pupils of his pupils were like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, it was a deep pool of stagnant water, calm and calm.

Xuan Zhe raised his slender eyelashes tremblingly, looking at this piece of Guilin, feeling suspicious in his heart, no longer caring about his elegant appearance, and waving his sleeves for three hundred miles, only to realize that this place has boundaries.

An old man with a white beard was leaning against a tree and dozing off, a soft spiritual force in the middle of his brows danced with his steady breathing.

"The Realm of Reincarnation."

The realm of reincarnation is the junction of various small worlds, and at the end of each realm of reincarnation there is a responsible half-immortal guardian.

Everyone's pursuit of longevity is sometimes unsatisfactory, ascension is too difficult, and stationing in the realm of reincarnation is also an option.

It's just that if you stay in this desolate place where time seems to stand still, you might as well die.

Xuan Zhe flicked his fingers and hit the old man's head with the wind, and the man slowly woke up.

"Send me to the small world." Xuan Zhe ordered with his hands tied, standing like pines and cypresses in the mountains.

The old man was half asleep and half awake, he didn't seem to see the person clearly, there was still crystal mucus in the corner of his eyes after waking up, he waved his hand perfunctorily.

"No, no." In the middle of speaking, he seemed to wake up suddenly, and his cloudy pupils were full of shock.

"There really are gods in this world?!"

Xuan Zhe was too worried about Zhou Feng, impatient and forcibly suppressed his temper. "Send me to the small world."

"Sword Immortal doesn't know something. What I'm stationed here is the small world of Shanglin Garden. It's complicated and involves the flow of time. Only the past can lead to the present."

The old man looked at Xuan Zhe with complicated eyes, paused before speaking again.

"The person you are looking for is closely related to the holy beast in Shanglinyuan. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the owner of Shanglinyuan. There is no precedent for immortals entering the lower world before. The small world in Shanglinyuan is just an old time , I'm afraid it won't be able to carry your vigorous immortal energy."

Almost to the end, it can be said that he spoke earnestly. The old man bent down very low, his head hanging on his chest, showing a humble attitude, but the magic circle under his feet flickered and quickly hid under the ground.

Xuan Zhe carelessly moved the horizontal sword, as if he was looking at his strong blade, and didn't care what the old man was talking about or what he was going to do.

The Wood and Stone Sword is the sword of natal life, and its name is also the word "Zhe", which is taken from the word "木石".

The sword fairy hooked the corners of his lips, but the old man lowered his head lower in the smile like the rising sun and spring breeze. He heard the graceful sword fairy laughing and asked softly.

"What if I want to go in?"

"Don't be embarrassed, I..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the old man was shocked to find that his body was smashed into a mass of flesh and blood by the vigorous sword energy, and he could barely maintain it with the support of his spirit.

"You, you are the only sword fairy in the world!"

The old man trembled with his fingers, and the blood dripped down the bulging tendons on the back of his hand. He was amazed that the real gods in the world could kill people so viciously.

Xuan Zhe seemed to be waiting impatiently, holding the sword in his hand with clear bones, he tilted his head to the left, listening to the accusation of the dying man with interest and interest.

"Oh? So what?"

His blood didn't even stain the wooden and stone swords, Xuan Zhe sneered with lowered eyelashes, does anything dare to act like a monster in front of him now?

When that person was still there...

There is such a short-sighted thing that provokes Zhou Feng. Although Zhou Feng himself is capable and powerful, but he has a ruthless temper and doesn't bother to care about these things.

In Zhou Feng's world, apart from the sword, there is only Xuan Zhe.

The person who provoked Zhou Feng, he himself disdained to use a knife, and Xuan Zhe didn't care about it back then, Zhou Feng should have suffered a lot of grievances.

Thinking of this, Xuan Zhe's eyes were a little more regretful, and the hand holding the sword wished to break the wooden handle.

This realm of reincarnation is a bit weird. If you want to enter, you have to cleanse your memory, leaving empty skins and shadows, and change your appearance and identity.

It's not that immortals can't enter, but if they enter, they have to be like ordinary people, with no cultivation base and empty memory.

From ancient times to the present, I am afraid that no one who has already stood in that place would make such a sacrifice to go to a little-known little world.

People who come to the small world, rather than coming to a new place, it is better to say that they seem to have been reborn.

After all, if one dies in the small world, one is really dead.

It's great, he can meet that person again, fall in love with that person again, and then grow old forever.However, this time he will definitely love Zhou Feng first.

Xuanzhe thought relaxedly and comfortably.

It's a pity that immortals can't predict the prophets. It's a big dream, and the true feelings in the dream can't be counted.

He was the ruthless way in the previous life, and Zhou Feng is the ruthless way in this life.The feng shui turns in turns, and it is always the unlucky time for the sword fairy.

-

Xuanzhe looked through the records of the realm of reincarnation, and learned that the small world of Shanglinyuan was related to the demise of a dynasty.

There are six small countries in Shanglin Garden, among which the state of Chu is respected and worshiped by the five parties. The unicorn is the animal that protects the state of Chu.

Being prepared for danger in times of peace always talks about in the book, how many people are willing to think about nightmares in sweet dreams.

After being at ease for a long time, it is easy to slack off. Maggots and rot often start from the roots and extend to the crown of this lush and lush tree, rotting through the originally tenacious tree.

Zhou Feng Tuosheng became the son of a courtier of the Chu State, born at the end of the prosperous age, and every day he met the sun, the national power was declining.

"How can I forget your knife, I'm afraid that if I know all this in the future, I will make trouble with me again." Xuanzhe thought bitterly and sweetly, Zhou Feng has always loved knives like his life, and Xuanzhe couldn't do anything for him in his previous life, so why not do this He was born in the rivers and lakes for the first time, so he just needs to protect Zhou Feng's knife well.

In the end, it turned into a streamer and went with it.

-

Zhu Yanbiwa, who can also make jokes when ordering soldiers, pours strong wine into his throat, and the current sage of Chu State is drunk.

The king of Chu had a good brother who fought together at that time, and he said that he had been through life and death together, and he had a very close friendship.

"Bah, what kind of brother, I'm afraid he's a friend." The common people dare not scold in person, at most they say it secretly.

In the Golden Luan Hall, the emperor was "suave and suave", disheveled and in court, carrying a few jugs of burning wine outside the plug.

"In ancient times, there have been a lot of things cooked by rabbits and dead dogs, and I despise such dirty things the most." The king of Chu shook his sleeves and wanted to increase the official position of the commoner.

"I want to reward you based on your merits, and I want to give you thousands of households! You can choose the position below this person and above ten thousand! I have no fear of your achievements!"

The golden pot of wine is still warm, it has been brewed for a hundred years, and the lingering fragrance can linger on the beams. The wine is good wine, but the emperor regards the Golden Luan Palace as a banquet hall, so he really can't come to the table.

He leaned on the beauty's arms, the incense from inside penetrated the screen, and permeated the softness——

"Commoner, what's the matter with commoner, this is a loyal bone of a poor family, I have a kindness with him, even when we are heart-to-heart. When sworn brothers, we should live and die together, and treat each other with sincerity. How can we be afraid that he will support himself?"

An old minister from the audience came to comfort him and said it was inappropriate, so the King of Chu returned drunk and threw Prime Minister Fu Bin, who had been loyal to the court for half a hundred years, into prison.

"But he is a courtier."

Zhou Qingshan is also this small world, Zhou Feng's father sighed and sighed, a courtier.

Although Zhou Qingshan was in his forties, he begged for his bones to return to his hometown. Although he was still young, the dizzy emperor wished that as many people as possible would leave, and he would not bother himself.

Zhou Qingshan is surrounded by useless, stupid scholars who just study hard, so they can only pin their hopes of saving the country on their eight-year-old child.

"It's hard to predict, the thunder can fall day and night, and the red blood and green heart can also fall into the dust. What should you do?"

The scorching sun was in the sky, young and tender, and the straight steel spine could not be broken by iron blows, so Zhou Feng knelt on both knees in front of the ancestors of the Zhou family in the ancestral hall, swearing every word and resounding.

"We should be for the country, for the people, and for the world."

"Good boy, the gate of the prison is dirty, how can you live with a minister with a humerus, a palace of gold and jade, and courtiers who are servile and obsequious, this world is unfair." Zhou Qingshan closed his eyes, his face full of pain.

"I will enter the court, father, please rest assured."

Zhou Feng was categorical and categorical, saying that sooner or later he would be the number one scholar on the list and save this dilapidated country.

He wants the river to be clean and the sea to be clean, and the world to be safe.

Let all those treacherous ministers go to prison, and let those virtuous ministers have books to beat.

If the world is to be peaceful, small neighboring countries dare not cross the threshold.

To live and work in peace and contentment, the people are happy and healthy, the food is plentiful for a long time, and the young children read a lot.

That night, there was a newborn four-legged animal shivering by the stove in Zhou Feng's room.

It looked very pitiful, it was in the cold winter, it was splashed with water, the ice condensed outside, when Zhou Feng came in, half of the ice had not been cleaned.

"Where did the four-legged beast come from?" Zhou Feng was puzzled. Although he didn't like this kind of fluffy pet in his life, he couldn't bear to drive it out.

"Zhizhi." The four-legged beast of unknown species barked weakly, as if it was very hungry.

"It's so pitiful." Zhou Feng casually placed the remaining plates of cakes and water at its feet, and then went to study his homework, ignoring the squeaky little animal.

He always wanted to send it away, but there were always various cumbersome things. Zhou Feng only knew to read "The Art of War" and "Four Books", but he didn't have time to find a worthy owner for it.

After going back and forth, I got used to having that creaking sound as accompaniment when I was reading every day.