"Why?"
"How come those aristocratic families destroyed themselves when the catastrophe was approaching, feared the difficulties and sought peace, built underground palaces on the snowfields, and even robbed the devil's resources to enrich themselves, but in the end they just disappeared so easily. Just throw in a few scapegoats and turn a major issue into a trivial matter. How can they remain unharmed after doing such a thing?"
"Why did we take such a big risk for this matter, survive countless times, and finally solve this matter that has contributed to the world, but no one mentioned us, no praise and praise, and no corresponding To protect me, no one even said a word on my side. I obviously did the right thing, but I have to be chased by countless fools in this snowy field?"
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"Why?"
"Why is it that I have obviously worked hard and proved my qualifications in the Six Paths Examination, but so many people have entered the Kunlun Mountains and have countless blessings at their fingertips, but I have nothing and have to go to the snowfield to endure the wind and snow?"
"Why was it that I was determined enough to go through all the hardships to come to this snowfield? After braving the cold and snow and entering the ninth snow line, I found that the Wusheng Sword Tomb was empty. Why can those who practice evil methods be alone? You have to go your own way, why do you just insist on the distinction between good and evil, but God insists on letting you walk on such a hopeless road?"
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Ever since outside Taiyue City, Fang Yuan accidentally obtained this blood sea demon seal from the Demon Realm, and has been entangled with it to this day. However, although this demon seal is powerful, it has not been awakened by enough blood sacrifice power. In addition, Fang Yuan has always been a person with a firm Taoist heart, so he has never been affected by it. Over time, Fang Yuan has almost forgotten the existence of this magic seal, but no one expected that on this snowy field, Qiu Er Unexpectedly, when the Dao Heart was lost, this demonic seal actually jumped out to cause trouble again!
Whispers and traces of magical thoughts came quietly and filled Fang Yuan's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Fang was originally depressed, but being affected by this evil intention intensified the anger in his heart, making him almost forget everything completely, but there was still a trace of persistence in his heart. Read, with a hint of hesitation.
It was like having a crazy idea, but when implementing it, there was still some hesitation.
Because of his hesitation, the hand that reached out to the Bone Altar became slower and slower...
"Haha, what are you waiting for?"
"Do you think you're doing the right thing?"
"In the eyes of others, you are just a fool, a thankless lunatic!"
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"Those aristocratic families who have ruined their hope of escaping calamity naturally hate you and want to tear you into pieces. The Sword Washing Pool also hates you for causing their immortal power to be damaged. The evil sword cultivator also hates you. I hate you for borrowing their power and then playing tricks on them..."
"Even if we are from the Immortal Alliance, are we really grateful to you?"
"No, do you really think that the Immortal Alliance understands the world and doesn't know what happened on this snowy field? Maybe they have known it for a long time and just pretended not to know, because the Immortal Alliance can only let these big families and the Tao unify. With their hearts, they have more chances to survive than others, and have the possibility to compete in the world after the disaster, so that they can willingly use more resources... "
"So you think you have done something good, but in fact, even the Immortal Alliance thinks you are meddling..."
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"Do you think you are taking the right path?"
"Others don't care what path you take. They only know that you come from a poor family and have no connections. When you are used, you have some value. When you are not used, you are just discarded. Lu, you think you are great, you have endured all the hardships, and you still stand on the line between good and evil, but in the eyes of others, you are just a poor guy with a broken path to spiritual practice and a ruined future... "
"Strength, only one's own strength is true..."
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As all kinds of demonic thoughts rose, Fang Yuan's sea of consciousness was already churning with a sea of blood, spreading thousands of meters of blood.
It seemed that the bloody light looked like one bloody person after another, entangled in one place, struggling and shouting, rushing towards Fang Yuan, endless whispers sounded in his ears, some of them angry. , some sad, all sound like Fang Yuan's voice.
These sounds turned into terrifying power in the sea of consciousness, desperately pulling Fang Yuan into the sea of blood.
Many of the issues here are things that Fang Yuan has thought about and understood a long time ago, just like how the Immortal Alliance dealt with the orthodoxy of those aristocratic families. The scandal must not be made public, otherwise it will definitely chill the hearts of monks all over the world. At this time when we need to gather the hearts of the world, some necessary compromises have to be made...
But so what if you understand
I still feel unhappy!
Feeling unhappy, cracks appeared, and there was an opportunity to take advantage of this blood sea demon seal!
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."
In the outside world, Jin Hanxue stared blankly at Fang Yuan, already at a loss and could only hold Fang Yuan's hand tightly.
Naturally, she didn't know what was happening in Fang Yuan's sea of consciousness at this time. She could only see that Fang Yuan's body was covered with blood at this time. Although the increase in blood seemed to have stopped with the sound of her voice, it still did not dissipate. Fang Yuan seemed to be in some pain, as if he was trying his best to stop something, and as if he was stuck in a quagmire and desperately trying to climb out.
At this time, the white cat was just squatting not far away, looking at Fang Yuan coldly.
In the cold and empty sword tomb, the cold wind howled, and the coldness was boundless.
Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment...
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"Is this the Wusheng Sword Tomb?"
Just when Jin Hanxue was worried to the extreme, just holding Fang Yuan's hand and praying for him wholeheartedly, suddenly someone's startled voice rang out not far behind her. She was startled, and hurriedly turned around and saw several people. A man in white robe jumped in.
Those white-robed bodies were also covered in cold air, and they all had translucent ice swords tied to their backs. They looked a little embarrassed. After jumping into the sword tomb, they took a few breaths and then looked around. Then their eyes quickly fell on Fang Yuan. At this sight, everyone was shocked. Some people shouted angrily: "This guy is really here..."
Several other people naturally noticed Fang Yuan and hurried towards him.
Jin Hanxue was panicked and didn't know where these people came from.
The white cat also looked angry, jumped in front of Fang Yuan, and barked fiercely at the people.
Seeing Fang Yuan sitting on the ground motionless at this time, with only a woman with a shallow breath beside him, these people also felt a little strange, their eyes swept over Fang Yuan's body coldly, and soon noticed the weirdness about Fang Yuan's body. The blood energy and the white bone altar in front of him immediately revealed a look of disgust and hatred on the leader's face: "He is indeed possessed by a demon!"
In anger, and even more unceremoniously, he raised his hand and slashed at him with a sword!
"Whoosh"
The sword light was sharp and slashed straight in front of Fang Yuan.
The white cat was barking at those people, its hair standing on end, looking majestic.
But before it could stop shouting, it saw the sword light coming in front of it, and it was startled. Unexpectedly, these people were not afraid of it at all, and they were not unreasonable. They attacked directly, immediately put down their prestige, and jumped to the side vigilantly. Let’s talk about dodging this sword.
As soon as it got out of the way, the sword struck straight in front of Fang Yuan.
"don't want… "
At this moment, Jin Hanxue could only scream and block Fang Yuan.
With her thin body, how could she dodge the sword in front of her, washing her white robe in the sword pool
He was about to be torn apart by the sword light, but suddenly, another sword light struck from the side, stopping the previous sword. The one who drew the sword was a short white-robed man. He was heavy-handed. He shouted: "Don't rush to kill him yet!"
The white-robed disciple who had drawn the sword was shocked and shouted: "Senior Brother Xuan Chi..."
The short man in white robe said: "Jian Shou's order is for us to take him back!"
A white-robed disciple next to him said unwillingly: "But... he killed Elder Min..."
The white-robed disciple named Xuanchi frowned, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and a faint murderous aura flashed across his body, but after being silent for a moment, he still said: "Take him back to the sword-washing pool." Jianshou has his own ideas on what to do with him, the purpose of our coming here is just to take him back, don’t take his life, just suppress him first!”
Several people in white robes next to him were hesitant and turned to look at the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal.
The man seemed to be injured, and his face looked very ugly. He was silent for a moment and then said: "Yes, just follow the orders!"
The white-robed man who wanted to kill Fang Yuan could only stop his hand bitterly, but the white-robed man next to him looked at Fang Yuan, with a bit of hatred on his face, and said, "This person seems to be When he is performing evil deeds, do we have to wait for him to finish his deeds?"
The people next to him glanced at the white bone altar in front of Fang Yuan and the Chengtian Sword Canon next to the bone altar, and sneered: "Practice evil skills and you deserve death. As expected, we were right. He practices this." There is no one who doesn’t follow this path in the art of swordsmanship. If we don’t kill him directly at this time, we have already given him a great gift and allowed him to complete his kung fu. Are we waiting for him to complete his evil kung fu?”
"Yes, it's a pity that Senior Brother Li Baihu used his natal sword to protect him in the first place!"
When the people next to him heard this, they also sighed coldly, summoned their sword energy, and struck straight at Fang Yuan's large points all over his body.
"He does not practice evil arts... He is not..."
Jin Hanxue heard this and her eyes were already red with fear. She stretched out her hands desperately to protect Fang Yuan.
Although her cultivation was not high, she was still in some trouble. The person who inspired the sword energy could not help but frown. The sword energy spread out and pushed her to the side, and she fell heavily. On the ground, the sword energy still hit Fang Yuan's chest.
(End of chapter)