The Husband was the Long Aotian

Chapter 119: Fanwai·Xie Gutang

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Fanwai·Xie Gutang's growth history

Xie Gutang was not originally called Xie Gutang. His surname was Yang and his name was Suyu. He was the child of a parent official in a small town in the mortal world.

At that time, the demons were chaotic and chaotic, and there was turmoil in various places, and the people were struggling. In the place under his father's jurisdiction, he happened to encounter the demons in the demons who wanted to slaughter the city, and his father asked Tianjianzong for help.

At that time, Luo Bufanshang, the sect master of Tianjian Sect, was only a junior of Tianjian Sect. He had to order him to save people. After he rescued everyone in the Yang family, he heard Xie Gutang's mother cry out: "Xuyu? What about jade?"

Everyone searched everywhere, and finally Luo Bufan found Xie Gutang in the closet.

When he opened the wardrobe door and saw the child, he saw the child's expression was calm, his whole body was as cold as falling snow, he was holding a sword, and he didn't say a word, as if he didn't know anything, but also seemed to know everything.

With just one glance, Luo Bufan knew that this kid was a genius in swordsmanship.

So Luo Bufan asked Xie Gutang's parents what they meant, and with the support of the Yang family, he took Xie Gutang back to Tianjian Sect.

Returning to Tianjianzong, after testing Xie Gutang's spiritual root, he knew that this was a genius with a heavenly ice spirit root. The peaks of Tianjianzong came to snatch this child, and Xie Gutang stood on the ground with a face on his face. Calm and silent.

After the various peaks had been robbing them for a long time, they suddenly heard a cold voice from the elder seat that had been empty: "This child," when the voice came out, everyone was quiet, and then the other party said without any discussion, " Come to the realm of life and death."

Everyone was shocked. After a long time, someone looked at him and nodded: "It is indeed a good seedling for cultivating the heart sword."

Since then, this sentence has surrounded Xie Gutang's childhood.

He has no expressions since he was a child, and he is not very talkative. He seems indifferent to the surrounding things. He does what the adults teach.

All his feelings were dull, he didn't care much when someone robbed him, and he didn't care if he was scolded by the teacher.

Before Tianjianzong was eight years old, all the children studied the same mind method. He and everyone attended classes together. He always looked cold and indifferent, which made all the children very curious. At the beginning of the period, the children will think that he is a weird person. At this time, the teacher will come forward to defend him and tell everyone that it is because he will be a direct disciple of Wenxinjian in the future, and Wenxinjian is like this.

If the child did not understand, the teacher explained.

The Heavenly Sword Sect has the same mind technique, but the sword technique is completely different.

Passionate Sword is practiced by ordinary disciples, just follow the method of ordinary practice.

As for Wen Xinjian, you need to let go of all distracting thoughts about the world, explore the original meaning of heaven, and have no self and no sentient beings in your heart.

The child understood and asked the teacher, "Is that true, even if we grow up together, Suyu won't be friends with us?"

Hearing this, Xie Gutang paused, the teacher's face stiffened, and then he laughed: "Good sword repair, why do you ask so much?"

The teacher did not answer clearly, but the words spread.

Everyone knows that he is an emotionless monster, no matter how much he pays, he will not get any emotional return in the future.

When he was seven years old, a junior brother who grew up with them strayed into the back mountain and was devoured by monsters. When the body was brought back, the school burst into tears.

This junior brother has a good temper. He usually gives everyone small snacks. He is also one of the few people who is close to Xie Gutang.

Amidst the cry of the child, only Xie Gutang sat on the spot. He seemed a little dazed and wanted to do something, but he didn't know what to do.

His strangeness caught the attention of others. A disciple who had a good relationship with that junior and junior stood up and shouted: "Shuyu! Wang Xiao is so kind to you, he is gone, you don't feel anything at all. ?!"

Xie Gutang stared blankly at the disciple, he was speechless.

A disciple next to him sighed and choked to relieve Xie Gutang: "Yang Ping, don't be too embarrassed, he is cultivating Xinjian, he doesn't understand."

Xie Gutang opened his mouth, he wanted to explain something, but he couldn't make a sound.

From that day on, no one really had a relationship with him.

Xie Gutang lives alone in a yard. When he wakes up in the morning, he looks in the mirror. He is serious about making an expression. He recalls the appearance of others, raising the corners of his mouth little by little and frowning little by little. .

In fact, they were right, he didn't understand.

He regained his calm expression and walked out the door.

At the age of eight, he finally met his master for the first time.

At that time, he hadn't practiced the Sword of Inquiry and couldn't enter the realm of death and life. He could only stand at the gate of the realm of death and life with the head and Luo Bufan, staring blankly at the ice field in the barrier.

He stood for a long time, and saw a person walking barefoot in the wind and snow. His clothes were tattered, and his long hair was draped behind him. His expression was exactly the same as his, even more icy.

He walked to the barrier and looked down at the eight-year-old Xie Gutang.

The two were silent, and after a long time, the head said: "Che Qing, you can have a good chat with him."

Having said that, the head took Luo Bufan away, leaving Xie Gutang alone in front of the young man.

He looked up at the youth and found that the youth seemed to be more silent than him.

After a long time, he was the first to speak: "Are you my master?"

"maybe."

The young man spoke up, his voice a little jerky, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"What is maybe?"

Xie Gutang didn't understand, and the young man looked calm: "If you are willing to come under my door."

"Can I not come in?"

Xie Gutang heard the meaning of his words and was a little puzzled, and the young man nodded.

"Ask Xinjian, the price is huge, you can not enter."

"What price?"

Xie Gutang didn't understand, the young man stretched out his hand and handed it to him, Xie Gutang was at a loss, and the young man just said, "I'll show you."

Xie Gutang held the young man's hand and was pulled into the barrier by him.

As soon as he entered the barrier, he felt countless evil thoughts rushing towards him, and only then did he realize that this ice field was not ordinary ice and snow at all, but was formed by this cultivator's sword intent to suppress evil qi.

He held him in his arms, surrounded by swords of ice and snow, and the sword array left a safe place for him, and the young man walked forward with him in his arms.

"There used to be a world that was said to be a place where gods imprisoned demons and beasts."

The young man explained in a cold voice and told Xie Gutang: "These demons tried every means to escape. One day, they finally opened a crack with another world. They tried to rush out of the crack and plunder this small world. During the war, the sword master of Wenxin Sword used the Wenxin Sword to drive away the demons and sealed the two realms, and the place where the two realms meet is the realm of life and death."

While talking, they came to the edge of the cliff, and Xie Gutang felt a heat wave rolling in.

He lowered his head and saw the molten lava below. In the lava, faces and hands were like hell ghosts, struggling to rush out.

It's just that an invisible net seems to cover it, pressing them tightly.

And above this molten slurry, a golden sword hangs high in the air. Occasionally, some monsters rush out of the molten slurry. The golden sword immediately turns into a sword light, killing these monsters and falling back into the molten slurry.

"The sword master left Wen Xinjian 'Tianyuan' to guard this place. After this, the disciples of Wen Xinjian in the past generations, after their master ascends or falls, will take over the position of master and become the new generation guardian of the world of death and life."

"Is this the price?" Xie Gutang felt that it seemed nothing.

The young man stared at the golden sword calmly: "You must stay near Tianyuan, and the world of death and life is filled with demonic energy, and ordinary people cannot resist the erosion of demonic energy and cannot enter."

"That is to say," the young man turned to look at Xie Gutang, "if you want to become my disciple, one day, after I leave, you will sit here alone until you die, or soar."

"You can't have a lover, you can't have someone you care about, and you can't have something you can't give up. There's no one who would like to see you as someone you can't give up."

Hearing the words like a curse, Xie Gutang remained calm.

The young man asked, "Are you willing?"

"Eat Wang Xiao's," Xie Gutang looked at the contents in the lava, feeling a little familiar, "is it them?"

"One accidentally ran away, and just happened to meet a little disciple after going out."

The young man didn't know why Xie Gutang asked this. To tell the truth, Xie Gutang was silent. After a long time, he raised his head and said calmly, "Okay."

The young man didn't speak, he stared at Xie Gutang.

"I hope you can answer me this question when you are an adult, but Xinjian needs to be cultivated from an early age, and I can't train too many disciples."

The young man said and put Xie Gutang on the ground.

He raised his hand and gently landed on Xie Gutang's forehead.

"If one day you regret it, think about why you promised me today."

"Okay."

Xie Gutang spoke calmly, the young man closed his eyes, and a seal fell on Xie Gutang's forehead.

"My name is Xie Cheqing, and I am in the same vein as Xingxinjian. The disciple follows the master's surname, and the master gives the name."

"After this, your name..." Xie Cheqing's tone was slightly stunned, he turned his head and saw a begonia flower blooming on the pathogen.

It was raised by him with his spiritual power, the only living thing on the ice field.

He stared at the gorgeous Begonia and said softly, "Xie Gutang."

The master and apprentice formed a contract, and he couldn't stay in the realm of life and death for too long, so he was sent out by Xie Cheqing.

When sending out the enchantment, Xie Cheqing removed the demonic energy from him and handed him over to Luo Bufan.

The head was a little anxious, and only asked: "He is a child, how did you bring him to the realm of death and life? If he is corroded by demonic energy..."

"He has to take a look." Xie Cheqing interrupted the leader, his voice calm, "The way, he has to choose by himself."

After speaking, Xie Cheqing turned around and left, and returned to the wind and snow.

Since then, Xie Cheqing has taught him once a month.

He can no longer enter the realm of life and death, Xie Cheqing said, if he enters too much, he will not be able to come out.

So they talked through the enchantment and taught through the enchantment.

A year or two, Xie Gutang grew up slowly, and the two became acquainted. Xie Cheqing seemed to know him very well, and he knew how he was feeling by looking at him.

One day, he suddenly said, "If you're not happy, just say it."

Xie Gutang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I won't be unhappy."

"Wen Xinjian is not a dead person," Xie Cheqing said in a cold voice, "There are always joys and sorrows, but it's just a little lighter."

Hearing this, Xie Gutang hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I want to play with them."

This is very naive, but after thinking about it for many years, he realized that he just wanted some companions.

Xie Cheqing nodded, not surprised, and told him: "Then you should learn from them. You should observe more and learn more, see how they laugh and cry, know when to laugh, when to cry, what to say to make you happy, and what to say. Words are disgusting, know this, and you have company."

Xie Gutang responded, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Master, am I a monster?"

When Xie Cheqing heard the words, his expression finally fluctuated. He scoffed. "Monster? No," he said earnestly. "You're a genius."

"What Wen Xinjian is pursuing is the true way of heaven." Xie Cheqing turned his head to look at the ice field and sighed, "It is to understand the rules of the way of heaven and understand how everything works. But heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a dog, neither good nor evil, There is neither ugliness nor beauty. If you want to find the way of heaven, you need to be clear in your heart, without love, and without prejudice. Only then can you avoid a single leaf that obstructs your eyes. Therefore, asking the heart sword is similar to the ruthless way. It requires practitioners to be frivolous about love and hate, and not to ask about love and hatred. But this was never the purpose of our final cultivation."

"Then," Xie Gutang wondered, "how can I see the real rules of Heaven?"

Xie Cheqing was silent. After a long time, he shook his head: "I don't know."

Xie Gutang began to think about this problem, but he was too young to understand.

He just followed Xie Cheqing's words and began to learn to be an ordinary person. He observed them and understood them. Slowly, he became more relaxed and began to integrate into the world.

His talent is extraordinary, and he is an upright person. He has become a reliable senior brother in everyone's heart, a generation of heroes, and a genius sword cultivator who will succeed his master in the future of the Tianjian Sect.

But he also knew that no matter how famous he was, in private, his classmates would never become friends with him.

He was always alone, and the only person who could be called relatives and friends was his master.

But sometimes, even he himself would doubt that in the mind of the master who cultivated Wen Xinjian, how many jins and taels did he have

No one cared about him, and no one believed he cared about anyone else.

He walks alone in the world and seems to be a normal person, but he never gets along with others as a normal person.

Hundreds of years later, one day, he met two people.

These two people don't belong to this world. At the beginning, he came to the two of them just for a promise, but he got along with them slowly.

They were so vivid, like a drizzle of rain into his life.

They went through life and death together, had fun together, went boating on the lake together, and under the starry night sky, he finally heard someone tell him, "I consider you a friend."

He was surprised and turned to look at the handsome young man. He specially reminded him that he was the one who cultivated the questioning heart sword.

He thought that the other party would understand his specialness after hearing this sentence, his cold heart and cold heart, and his efforts were unrewarded.

However, Jian Xingzhi didn't care and told him seriously, "I don't believe it."

He doesn't believe that a single mental method can make people have no love and hate, and he also doesn't believe that he is hypocritical. This may be the person in this world who rarely has the heart to understand his Xie Gutang.

Even if they know that he is Wen Xinjian, all of them have never changed anything, treating him as a friend.

So he laughed and scolded, followed them to shame in front of the head, and he was happy.

It was just when he thought that this was all the relationship between them, until Luo Bufan suddenly found him.

"The realm of life and death is broken, and your master is struggling to support him, but he won't be able to make it for long. He must kill the evil god before the seal is completely broken."

"How to kill?"

"Let help Jade Green and let the evil god devour Jian Xingzhi. After the soul of Jian Xing and the evil god are fused, Mingjing Zhenjun will wake up immediately, and use his soul as a container to control the evil god. We have prepared a sword array for a hundred years and will immediately kill him. kill."

Xie Gutang was speechless. He listened to Luo Bufan talking about all the causes and consequences. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "So back then, you let me go down the mountain to protect Qin Wanwan, just for this day."

"Yes," Luo Bufan nodded, "if you didn't go down the mountain at that time, I would send others to go. It's just that after getting along for a long time, I'm afraid other people won't bear it. You'd better go."

Xie Gutang lowered his head, and at that moment, he felt as if he had returned to the time when his younger brother died.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to cry, he just doesn't know what to do to express the emotion in his heart.

He didn't even know what emotion it was.

He felt that something was shrouded in a thin film. Under the thin film, there was a vast ocean, a stormy sea, but he could not perceive it from a distance.

In his mind was Jian Xingzhi, Qin Wanwan, Nanfeng, and Jade Green. In the end, it was when he was eight years old. For the first time, he walked into Fengxue, the realm of death and life, and saw those hell evil spirits climbing up. Wang Xiao's blood stained the wet white shirt, and the master walked barefoot into the snow.

The way of heaven has no preference, the way of heaven has only great love.

So he raised his hand, saluted respectfully, and said hoarsely, "Yes, Sect Master."

As the Sect Master said, he assisted Jade Green to leave Jian Xingzhi alone.

However, when he was about to destroy the survival talisman paper given to him by Jane Xingzhi, he was finally unable to start. It just cut off the contact with the talisman paper, then held it tightly, turned and left.

Perhaps it was from that moment that he felt that something was slowly cracking.

He watched Qin Wanwan struggle and roar, and listened to Nanfeng's questioning.

He walked slowly into the wind and snow, and he couldn't help but think, what is the way of heaven and what are the rules.

The way of heaven is ruthless, but he is a human being, and people peep into the way of heaven, but people are not the way of heaven after all.

If it is not the way of heaven, how can it be selfless? Do not save Jian Xingzhi for Tianjianzong and the world, isn't this a preference for Tianjianzong, his master, and the world

People are people, and heaven is heaven. This in itself is the original rule of heaven.

When looking at the sky with a human, the first thing to understand is that you are a human being.

The moment he realized this, countless questions flooded into his mind, what exactly is a human being and how to do it. He has never felt so clearly in his life that the way of heaven is approaching.

He stood in the wind and snow, Emerald panic.

They all knew that such an unprepared epiphany might become a devil if he didn't advance, but at that moment, he didn't want to stop.

This was the first time in his life that he wanted to do something and save someone. He vaguely perceives what real emotions are, and all the memories become the basis for his understanding of the world.

He had an epiphany at that moment, and finally had the qualification to break the game for Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan.

He rescued them and returned to the realm of life and death.

Xie Cheqing had overused his spiritual power and was already full of white hair. When he saw Xie Gutang stepping into a god, he said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

From Xie Cheqing's words, he finally sensed that faint worry.

He looked at Xie Cheqing and smiled: "Master, let's go."

"I'm not dead yet," Xie Cheqing laughed, "It's not your turn."

Xie Gutang didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and stopped Xie Cheqing.

Xie Cheqing didn't have the ability to resist at all now, he froze in place, and then he was a little terrified: "Gutang, what are you doing!"

"Master, you brought me in at the beginning, but now, I will send you out."

Saying that, Xie Gutang carried Xie Cheqing on his back.

The same wind and snow, but he didn't feel as hard as when he was a teenager.

He lined up a sword formation for Xie Cheqing and walked out on the icefield behind his back.

"Master," he said slowly, "I only understand now, in fact, when you taught me, you really wanted to ask how the outside world was, right?"

"You let me down," Xie Che coughed lightly, "I can still defend."

"But you don't dare, because if you ask, you can't get out."

"Thank you Gutang!"

"Master." Xie Gutang came to the enchantment with Xie Cheqing on his back, dispelled the magic for him, and sent the enchantment.

Outside the enchantment, there are disciples he has prepared to guard there.

Xie Gutang smiled and watched as Xie Cheqing was taken over by his disciple and sent to the sedan chair.

He stood in the wind and snow, looking at Xie Cheqing.

"In the future, the world of life and death will be guarded by me, Xie Gutang."

"I will keep it better than you, because you have been empty for hundreds of years, and I, a mortal, have concerns in my heart."

"I'm not lonely."

Looking at the smiling young man, Xie Che was stunned and did not make a sound.

There is affection in the heart but not clinging, and the way of heaven is seen through the body of a human being, and he stands calmly in the mortal world.

He thought that his disciple finally got his own questioning sword.

Have a clear conscience, ask with a clear conscience.

The author has something to say: Well, all the extras are finished.

Xie Gutang I did not arrange a love line. I think the beauty of Xie Gutang and Jade Green is not in love, but in itself.

There are too many extras, so I won't write more.

The next book, "Jianxun Qianshan", tells the story of Xie Gutang, Xie Changji, who is in the same vein of Xinjian after several generations. Welcome to collection~

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