Loneliness is a wonderful word. There are different opinions, some are positive and some are negative.
Some people say that there are thousands of emotions in the world, but loneliness is the most murderous.
Others say that even the most passionate love in youth and the most steadfast vows made in passionate love will become a thing of the past, and only loneliness will last forever.
Loneliness seems to be quite advanced.
Fang Yun, who has read many online novels, also knows a trick. When the article says that someone smells of loneliness, it proves that this person should be very powerful.
Just like Fang Yun's evaluation of Ling Feng.
But on the other hand, isn't loneliness a synonym for loneliness?
How can the spring breeze cause loneliness to hit the cheeks when the horse's hoofs are flying?
Just as the Demon Lord said this word, Fang Yun only felt a strong sense of irony.
In the secular world where you can have enough to eat, drinking alone and shadowing three people under the moon is a taste of loneliness, literature and art, and you can even shout that this is real life.
But in the world of cultivation, which competes with heaven and earth, loneliness is a naked irony.
"I learned a lesson, thank you very much." Fang Yun thought for a long time and said sincerely.
"Hey, a white man suddenly got this powerful inheritance, in which the benefits and blessings are intertwined. Some people were frightened by the consequences and hid in the wild. Some people were big-headed and had no intention at first, but they became heartbroken every step of the way. This is A road that has been forcibly blocked and cannot be turned back." Gui Shuai laughed at himself.
Since ancient times, blessings and misfortunes have depended on each other. Sometimes something you suddenly get will lead you to a new path, and this path is very likely not the path you want, because it is likely to be the point of no return.
At this moment, Fang Yun had mixed feelings in his heart. For the first time, I had doubts about the powerful inheritance that I suddenly got, and I finally understood what Ling Feng meant when he started with "I don't know whether I should congratulate you or pity you."
"snort!"
The Demon Lord snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "Is there anything in the world that does not require a price? Are there only the Ghost Sect and the Dao Sect? The inheritance of other ghost cultivators does not require it?"
"When I got the inheritance, I thought about how great the benefits would be. Once I found out that the price was high, I started to doubt and even accused myself of harming myself by this opportunity? If this is the case, it can only prove one thing: He simply cannot afford this. Waiting for good luck!"
"Hehe, the boss is right, I'm being hypocritical. Haha..." Gui Shuai said with a smile, and the previous sadness suddenly disappeared.
The melancholy in Fang Yun's heart was also dispelled by the Demon Lord. Although the words were a bit explicit and even sarcastic about Ling Feng, whom he respected, it did make sense.
What doesn't cost anything? After receiving the inheritance that others ask for, you should be secretly happy and think about how much you have to pay? Bah, that's so shameless...
Although this demon king has a bad mouth, his views are extraordinary. He lives soberly and is worthy of being an old cultivator...
Fang Yun scolded himself for his shortcomings and admired the old cultivator of the Demon Lord. Little did they know that this sound-transmitting jade was not only for group chats, but also for private chats, and the Demon Lord was yelling curses over there.
"Guisi, can you talk less? Although this kid is stupid, he is not an idiot! What if he becomes suspicious after talking too much? He doesn't know those things yet, so let him have a good time, and finally The sadness can be overwhelming, this is enough to feel good! Don’t you know..."
"Boss, I was wrong! I just expressed my feelings..." Gui Shuai was about to cry without tears. He looked up at the ceiling, his handsome face full of regret.
The Demon Lord didn't buy it: "You're so stupid, you're giggling like a girl! Continue to fight like you did when you came here."
The meaning in Gui Shuai's eyes was unclear for a moment, there was both grievance and a hint of passion. He gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Okay! Then I'll give him some more strong medicine."
"Li Er, the world of cultivation is about strength. What to do if you don't have strength? Then you can only talk about your origin and background. Find a powerful sect to hang out in. With your inheritance, you will definitely be highly valued, and your cultivation resources will not be used. If you don’t worry about it, even if you cause trouble, I might still take care of you..."
"Yes, yes, I understand the difference between Tang Monk meat and ginseng fruit! Hahaha..."
"Hahaha, just understand."
"By the way, what are Tang Monk Meat and Ginseng Fruit you are talking about?"
"Oh oh oh, this is just a story novel from our side, so don't mention it."
The Demon Lord interjected: "The most important thing is that the various sects of the Immortal Sect have been passed down to this day, and there are countless treasures of heaven and earth. There is no need to worry about practice experience. As long as you don't complain like a woman, there will be no strong person." question!"
Gui Shuai: "At that time, we will still have to cooperate with each other. In this world of cultivation, hum..."
"Hahaha, you're right! If you're afraid of tigers in front of you and wolves in back, why should you be in the world of cultivation? Go home and farm the fields!" Fang Yun laughed heartily, full of emotion, and spoke freely.
The two men, Gui Shuai and Demon Jun, also laughed, but I didn't know what the meaning was.
Demon Lord: "If possible, you can also bring some people with you to form your own force."
"You know, each sect has never established its own power, let alone a true foothold on a continent!"
Gui Shuai: "Yes, the situation that has not changed for thousands of years should change. By then, our Immortal Sect will have a real foothold."
"Let me tell you one more thing. The boss now has a pretty good fortune, but I don't know when he will come out and ignite the world. Hahaha..."
The Demon Lord is like this. Although he speaks few words, he can always bring out the biggest talking points, and then the Ghost Commander will make supplements and refinements.
A perfect combination of boss and capable general!
Sure enough, the Demon Lord's ambition is really big enough... Fang Yun thought about it carefully and was instantly in awe of the Demon Lord.
When ordinary people form a force, even if you are no longer there, it will still be okay because you have a long history. Because the person who takes over this power can be your son or your disciple.
But Xianmen is different!
The inheritance of each sect of the Immortal Sect is that after one person dies, there will be a next one, and it is also random! Apart from being members of the same sect, there is not much connection between the two. If they are, it is just a casual acquaintance like Fang Yun and Ling Feng.
In this case, will the team you have established lose to others? Someone you don't know? Even if you are willing, what about the people under your command? Will they be willing?
Everyone is selfish, which also creates a hurdle that is difficult to get around. In addition, everyone wants to kill them quickly, so the Immortal Sect has always appeared as a solitary person.
And this also has to show the great ambition and broad mind of the demon king.
"Demon Lord, your heart is not as big as mine!" Fang Yun said respectfully.
"The boss's ambition and ambition are indeed incomparable to ours, and far from it!" Gui Shuai's flattery was serious.
The Demon Lord showed no pretense at all and was as cold as ever: "Stop saying good things and improve each other's strength. When the time comes, the four sects will come out together and shake up this world of cultivation. That's the real thing!"
"Yes!" Fang Yun and Gui Shuai agreed at the same time.
"Demon Lord, I don't know who the demon clan is..."
Just when Fang Yun was about to ask something else, he suddenly felt his consciousness shaking and stirring. Before he could finish his words, the transparent little man of consciousness shattered with a bang, and his consciousness retreated.
The Demon Lord and the Ghost Commander were stunned for a moment, and when they looked out with their spiritual senses, it turned out that it was already the early morning of the next day, and the three of them had been chatting all night.
Recalling what Fang Yun said, the two of them probably knew what was going on. It was simply because the person who led the spirit saw that he had been unconscious for too long and moved his body.
"This strength is too poor. I can't even understand what I'm saying."
The Ghost Commander shook his head and sighed, which was met with cynicism from the Demon Lord.
"Yes, you are the best. You were just like a fool back then."
Gui Shuai laughed, did not continue, and asked instead: "Hahaha, boss, you just mentioned Li Er in ancient times, did you doubt him?"
Demon Lord: "I made a mistake in my judgment. Judging from the current situation, this guy is much more reliable than Ling Feng. There shouldn't be any trouble."
"Ah That's good."
"Um."
Immediately, the two of them reached a tacit understanding and stopped talking. However, they did not leave their respective space sacred weapons, each thinking about something.
"This kid is obviously Xiaobai, but how come the always shrewd Demon King suddenly doubts him by calling a person from ancient times? Ancient times...I don't even know!"
"Well, the origin of the boss is definitely extraordinary! The secrets of ancient times are not something ordinary people can know...
"But what does the boss mean by using such a lame excuse? What is he doubting? What's wrong with this kid? Is it related to ancient times?"
At first, Gui Shuai thought that Demon Lord had shot himself in the foot, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was not that simple. He tried to ask Demon Lord, but Demon Lord looked like he didn't want to say anything, so he had no choice but to give up. Of.
Suddenly, the frowning Ghost Commander suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "It's the time! This guy showed up at the wrong time! No wonder the Demon Lord asked that! So that's it..."
Then, he sat down dejectedly and muttered to himself: "But why is this?"
The Demon Lord on the other side was also mumbling endlessly, puzzled.
"Three years, a full three years. Regardless of the clan records or the situation of Gui Si and the little demon girl, after one person dies, the inheritance of jade tools will not exceed one year..."
"But after a whole night, the boy's words and deeds showed no sign of being taken over by those people from ancient times."
"What's so special about this kid? It's strange..."
