Yue Buli spoke very frankly. People often say that since ancient times, sincerity cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts.
But in fact, when the routine is used badly, you will find that true feelings are the most precious.
And sometimes the true feelings are just the anti-routine after the bad routine that people are used to.
"Master, don't worry, no matter how much I achieve in the future, I will never forget that I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect," Chu Yang replied solemnly.
"Okay, you go, if there is anything in the sect in the future, you can come to me directly," Yue Buli said with a smile.
...
After Chu Yang left the mountain, he returned to his courtyard.
He first took out the Tiangang Sword Code and studied it, looked at the ring and asked, "Teacher, what do you think of this Sword Code?"
"It's so-so, but it's suitable for you to cultivate at this stage," Mo Lao's voice sounded: "You can practice this sword manual first, as a foundation.
Even if I give you the profound sword intent pulse technique now, you won't be able to understand it. "
Chu Yang nodded. The journey of cultivation was extremely mysterious. In fact, he was unable to understand many aspects of the "Bu Zhan Xianjue" he was practicing now, and he needed to be explained to him by Mo Lao.
... ...
The Ren family ancestral hall is located in a deserted valley. Since Emperor Tunri ascended for several generations, the Ren family has completely declined.
For the descendants of the Great Emperor, the decline is a very terrible thing.
Everyone in the world thinks that you hold the inheritance of the great emperor, but when you don't have the ability to own this inheritance.
Some things will no longer bring glory, but disaster.
Just like the Ji family, descendants of Emperor Fei Yu, the Ren family was also worried about these things, and moved to this barren valley a long time ago, wanting to live in seclusion here.
It's a pity that the sky is not as expected.
At this moment, after several years of silence around the Ren family's ancestral hall, a black light suddenly shot up from the ancestral hall.
Then the space collapsed, the aura became disordered, and the space around the ancestral hall fell into irregular distortion.
There was a strong wind blowing around, and many trees were uprooted. The space was like a spider web, and dense cracks began to appear.
A deep and boundless black hole suddenly appeared above the ancestral hall.
When the black hole appeared, all the aura seemed to be raging around the black hole like a storm.
A gust of devouring force filled the surroundings, and a man slowly walked out of the black hole.
He was wearing a black robe, his short hair was all upturned, and there was a black aura flowing from his body.
He walked in the air, his face was flat, and a black glow appeared in his eyes, and the power of devouring permeated his whole body.
Ren Pingsheng looked around, the aura of respecting the veins on his body dissipated, and he looked into the distance, which was the direction of Tianjianzong.
"Yue Buli, we should settle our accounts."
... ...
The morning light is bathed in the spring breeze, and the light of the first day is always so soft.
The coming of autumn is deepening a little bit, the green leaves on the leaves have slowly turned yellow, and then withered away from the big tree under the pursuit of the breeze.
Yue Buli stood on the edge of the mountainside, looking at the range of hundreds of kilometers that belonged to the sect.
The mountain range is winding and winding, and it is still still in the mist that has not been dispelled last night, but the disciples have already started to get up early to practice.
Some practiced with each other, some meditated to absorb spiritual energy, and some went to Tianjian Peak to comprehend the sword intent.
With a smile on the corner of Yue Buli's mouth, he returned to the courtyard.
"Master, I finally lived up to the sect you left for me."
Although the sect is small, it is thriving, and it should give people hope.
Yue Buli knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect was still far from a second-rate sect. The main reason was that there were no strong men in the sect, and the lack of high-end combat power was the only way to go.
He sat in the gazebo, poured himself a cup of tea, suddenly felt something, and looked at the sky in the distance.
I saw a cloud of black mist flying over from afar, at an extremely fast speed, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged, and all the spaces that the black mist passed through began to collapse.
On the black mist, the thick murderous intent was about to turn into substance, and within a few seconds, the black mist had already arrived in front of Yue Buli.
Ren Pingsheng stood at a high altitude, looked down at Yue Buli, and said through gritted teeth, "Yue Buli, long time no see."
Yue Buli raised his head and looked at Ren Pingsheng, feeling like a dream.
The momentum on the black mist surged, and the coercion belonging to the Venerable Vessels enveloped the mountain where he was, especially the faintly devouring power on the other party made him even more afraid.
"Brother Pingsheng, long time no see." Yue Buli smiled, picked up the cup of tea in his hand and drank it down, and said with emotion: "I still miss you calling me Brother Buli."
"You still have the face to say this, you betrayed your faith, and slaughtered my entire Ren family just for an unwarranted emperor's inheritance," Ren Pingsheng's face was bulging, and the black mist on his body became thicker, "It's in vain that I have always regarded you as a good brother , I didn't expect you to befriend me on purpose for the sake of the emperor's inheritance."
"Everyone has their own mission in this world," Yue Buli didn't answer, but said flatly, "Brother Pingsheng, what is your mission?"
"Mission?" Ren Pingsheng was taken aback, staring at Yue Buli.
"I grew up in Tianjianzong since I was a child. At that time, I determined to make Tianjianzong one of the most powerful sects in this far west." Yue Buli said with a smile: "I want to lead this It is my dream and also my mission to bring the sect to glory."
"Is your so-called mission to base your dreams on the suffering of others?" Ren Pingsheng said with a sad expression, shaking his head.
"Brother Pingsheng, you are wrong, everything I do is just the basic law of survival of all things in this world, that's all.
Natural selection, the survival of the fittest, the strong will be strong, and the weak will perish." Yue Buli knew that he was wrong, and he didn't want to argue too much.
That's right, the two are good brothers, or they used to be good brothers.
They once rode horses together, and once invited to travel half of the far west with a pot of dirty wine.
They have known each other for more than ten years and have sworn brothers.
But what Ren Pingsheng didn't know was that from their encounter, everything was just a trap planned by him.
The so-called life is like a play, and play is like life!
His goal from the beginning was to pass on the inheritance of the Great Emperor. Unfortunately, the two had known each other for more than ten years. He searched the entire Ren family, but he couldn't find the inheritance of the Great Emperor Tunri.
He couldn't wait any longer, he was already old, and unless he got the emperor's inheritance, it would be difficult to go any further.
So he slaughtered the entire Ren family, intending to threaten Ren Pingsheng to hand over the inheritance of Emperor Tun Ri.
...
"Okay, since you said survival of the fittest," Ren Pingsheng laughed, his black hair was windless, and the black mist on his body covered half of the sky.
Even the sun seemed to be swallowed up, the light was dimmed, and darkness fell.
He looked at Yue Buli with a crazy smile, "Then today, I'm not just going to kill you.
I want to destroy this sect in front of you, and let your so-called glory and glory be buried underground with you, go to hell. "