"Is the senior Xing Hai in the legend? Senior Xing?" Yuan Taixuan, who was beside Xianxian, asked doubtfully.
Xing Hai looked at Yuan Taixuan carefully and said: "Although you are proficient in martial arts, your heart is not right. I hope you practice well and don't bury Tianzong's talents and follow the footsteps of the spiritual nightmare."
Yuan Taixuan was startled in his heart. He immediately raised his hands and clasped his fists and said, "What the seniors are criticizing is that Taixuan strictly abides by the instructions of the seniors."
At this time, a sly laugh came from somewhere. The sly smile was like a hoarse and unpleasant sound when a dried up rotten tree was broken: "It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous. The rumored Xinghai has become an illusion at this time. It’s really ridiculous to show off some coquettishness here without any intention of inheritance.”
As the strange laughter gradually fell, a flexible fine line gradually appeared in the air. The fine lines were like a sharp blade. The bamboo, wood, earth and stone swept by the fine lines were all turned into debris, filling the sky. The flying debris immediately destroyed this originally pure and elegant environment.
Everyone was startled and looked towards the darkness of the bamboo forest. At this time, there were a few contented sighs that echoed the strange smile, "I have lived for more than a thousand years before I entered the Taoist temple wall and gained spiritual enlightenment." With Lord Nightmare’s inheritance, my long-cherished wish may come true in this life, hahaha.”
At this time, waves of evil laws were heard again in the shelter of the bamboo forest, and at this time Yu Zun discovered that Xu Ru'er, who was originally standing in the queue, was no longer there.
"Madman, you are all madmen, let me go," the delicate woman shouted for help. At this moment, Dugu Yinche, who had a calm face, now had a nervous look on his face, "Auntie, it's auntie."
But before Dugu Yinche could pull away, Su Su acted first. Her body suddenly appeared and then disappeared, like a bright and flickering light spot. The next moment, urgent attacks and a faint smell of blood could be heard in the deep bamboo forest. It was floating in the bamboo forest, and when the wind swept it away, the fresh breath of bamboo leaves spread in everyone's breath.
It is very strange that after Su Su took action, the calm look on Dugu Yinche's face returned to its original state. However, at this moment, something happened again. A turbulent wave appeared in the bamboo sea in the distance. Waves, waves rolled up thousands of feet, and then turned into the body of a green giant.
The giant's feet were splashed with crystal green light, and his two penetrating eyeballs were glowing with scarlet blood. At this time, Yuan Taixuan, who was standing aside, sighed lightly, changed his respectful tone just now, and said quietly: "Junior Sister Why bother?"
After that, Yuan Taixuan paced lightly and walked leisurely towards the opposite side. He only took three steps. After three steps, there was no one else in the forest. Xianxian's face suddenly turned pale, and she said bitterly. He whispered: "Brother, do you have to go against the right path?"
Xing Hai stood behind Yu Zun with his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile: "Do you think the right way will defeat the evil way, or will the evil way subvert the right way?"
Yu Zun's heart froze, and he did not dare to neglect and said: "Of course, the right path must defeat the evil path."
Xing Hai waved his fingers and sighed quietly: "Then if I say that the world is divided into two parts: night and day, does night defeat day? Or does day defeat night?"
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, how should he answer this question?
Xinghai laughed loudly and said: "The prison world is just a small world. People's hearts naturally believe that the evil way will eventually be overthrown by the righteous way. But if we talk about the history of the prison world, the world ruled by the evil way may not be better than the world ruled by the evil way. A world ruled by the right path will last for a shorter period of time."
"So, what the senior is saying is that it is the human mind that deceives oneself? The right path is respected and the evil path is the opposite?" Yu Zun said knowingly.
Xing Hai said with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "If the people are deeply resentful under the rule of the Righteous Dao, then he is not the Righteous Dao, do you understand?"
Yu Zun nodded, and Xing Hai continued: "People don't have to be bound by rules and regulations in their lives. So what about the evil path, and what about the righteous path? I was a good friend during my lifetime, but the battle at Lingmao Mountain was just a matter of time. It's a little joke that Lingmao and I made with everyone in the world, so do you understand?"
At this time, Yu Zun gradually understood the deep meaning of Xing Hai's words, "In the eyes of the strong, righteousness and evil are nothing more than children's tricks, but in their eyes, the wishes of the people in the world are not the same." It is always difficult to go against what they think in their hearts. Maybe they were born for martial arts and died for martial arts."
At this time, a melodious string sound came out quietly from Yu Zun's fingers. He realized it as he pleased, and played the melodious melody as he pleased. It came from the guqin through the quiet path, and then turned into a phantom butterfly, flying in the air. The forest smelled faintly of blood and fresh bamboo leaves, drifting slowly, disappearing and appearing.
At this time, from the depths of the bamboo forest, there were still urgent sounds of attacks, as urgent as the gentle taps of rain falling, followed by the rustling bamboo leaves, resting there quietly.
Dugu Yinche put away the folding fan in his hand, and his expression gradually turned gloomy. Yuan Taixuan actually ran towards his wife. His figure was floating like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye, he was no longer there.
Yan Ranche, who was traveling with him, was hit in the face by a blade cut by the giant bamboo leaf. He was so angry that he pulled out the sharp blade in his hand and rushed out without saying a word.
At this moment, only Xianxian and Yu Zun were not involved in the battle. Xianxian glanced at Yu Zun lightly, then called out an iron pipa and played it lightly with her bare hands. A burst of beautiful pipa music came from her fingers. The tip flowed out gently.
Xinghai looked at Xianxian with great interest. She was actually imitating the song that Yu Zun had played before. Although she was not as profound as Yu Zun, she at least interpreted the charm of the music. .
Xianxian frowned, and a hint of pain gradually appeared on her face, but she still forced herself to play.
The originally smart notes burst out from the hands of Xianxian like pieces of harsh sutras. Not to mention something beautiful and moving. At first, I was still able to practice it under the moonlight, but I had no choice but to keep playing it. , not only has the music lost its original charm, but my own heart has been turned upside down. The anxious scenes, ghosts or disasters that flash from time to time make Xianxian on the verge of becoming possessed.
She was so cold and beautiful, but her face was pale at the moment. After a while, she spurted a mouthful of blood, but she still clung to the iron pipa and forced herself to continue playing.
Yu Zun sighed lightly, then Xing Hai said: "She has a mortal relationship with you, why don't you help her?"
"Senior, what you said is absolutely true." Yu Zun called out the guqin Qianmo, quietly put his hands on the strings, and played quietly. The soft melody was like the winter spring sun, the slanting light hanging from the treetops. Among the dense leaves, they fell on the girl's hair. The girl's frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed, and her slender hands floated melodiously on the strings along with the music in Yu Zun's hands.
The originally pale cheeks gradually gained a hint of rosiness at this moment, and the music flowing out of her hands was like a spring, tinkling and moving. The girl gradually opened her confused eyes, and she gently glanced at The young man playing the piano gradually gained a touch of love and admiration on his gentle face.
In this way, half an hour later, the young man stood up with his finger on the harp, looked at the girl with a smile, and said: "How much do you understand?"
A trace of nervousness suddenly appeared on the girl's face, and she said awkwardly: "I'm not as good as you, this piece of music is only suitable for you to play."
Xing Hai, who was standing aside, shook his head and said: "It's not that you are inferior to him, but this piece of music is really not suitable for you to play. Since we know each other, we are destined, so I will teach you this song of colorful feathers."
Xinghai held out a platinum ancient book in his hand. The ancient book came out of his hand, drew a beautiful line, and fell into the girl's palm. Then it turned into a ripple and gradually dissolved into the girl's consciousness.
A hint of joy suddenly appeared on Xianxian's face, and he immediately knelt down and said: "Thank you, senior, but Xianxian has made an oath that he can only have one master in this life, so..."
Xinghai laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, how can I, Xinghai, care about this? You can practice this Nishang Yuyi song easily. Although it is not as good as Yuexia, it is also a wonderful song that is difficult to find in this world. It's just that I have a word of advice.”
"Senior, please speak!" Xianxian said respectfully.
Xinghai pointed to a quiet place in the bamboo forest and said, "Those three or five people in black robes are your acquaintances?"
Xianxian's heart froze, but he said without hesitation: "It is indeed"
"If those three or five people cause trouble for him, what should you do?" Xing Hai looked at Yu Zundao with a smile.
"I won't interfere. I have no enmity with him. How could I hurt someone without knowing what's right?" Xianxian blurted out.
Xing Hailang laughed and said: "It's not because you have no enmity with him, but because he is an evil star. If you touch it, you will die! Do you understand?"
At this time, both Yu Zun and Xianxian were shocked. Yu Zun looked at Xing Hai in disbelief and said bitterly: "Senior said that I am a evil star, but do you really mean it?"
Xinghai Gujing Wubo's face was half solemn and half smiling, and he said, "You ask this, how should I answer?"
"Senior, even if you don't say it, I already know in my heart that if I were not an evil star, how could Qier, Senior Chen, Yan, and sister Qin Shuang die for no reason?" He said with a trembling voice and a look of sorrow on his face.
"Change your destiny against heaven!" Xing Hai glanced at Yu Zun faintly and spat out these words.
Yu Zun's heart froze, and he muttered to himself: "Go against heaven and change your fate... Go against heaven and change your fate... Go against heaven and change your fate..."
The look of pain on his face had not dissipated, but at this moment it was covered by a look of madness, "I will change my life against the will of heaven! I swear to change my life against the will of heaven!" A crazy roar, like a hurricane, swept across Passing through the silent mountain forest, the roaring roar actually caused the leaves in the forest to roll wildly, and a wave of wind and waves rolled up under his feet. The wind and waves swirled rapidly, like a giant dragon, straight into the sky.
Xianxian seemed to be standing aside in a daze, staring quietly at the young man at the center of the storm. He was just a young man, he was only about the same size as me, he was just a child with a young heart, but the pain he endured, But so...
His clothes were rolling crazily in the long wind, and his two sword-shaped eyebrows were raised into his temples. I don't know whether he was competing with himself or really against God. But at this moment, he seemed But he was so heroic, so breathtaking, what a handsome man.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, and it was strange for the day to rest in the twilight world. This also meant that the righteous path was exhausted and the demonic path was about to rekindle. On the edge of the withered yellow sky, there were rolls of dense gray clouds, revealing the Some sporadic blood light surged in from the far west.
A few strange laughters came from time to time in the bamboo forest, like the interrogation of evil ghosts, casting a layer of darkness and terror into the originally silent and clear mountain forest.
Yan Ranche raised the sharp blade in his hand and slashed wildly at the giant bamboo leaf in front of him. An old man wearing a straw hat suddenly appeared behind him, and the sword light he swung at random was like the light of the old man fishing. The freedom and pride of swinging the fishing rod.
Xing Hai silently looked at the long sword dancing in Yan Ranche's hand. At this moment, the thick gray clouds on the horizon became more and more rampant, and green thunderbolts flashed out from the gray clouds from time to time. The sonorous sound was as earth-shattering as the double hammers swinging in the hands of the God of Thunder.
Clang!
