Bai Xuan lost!
No matter why he lost.
But if you lose, you lose.
When brothers fight, the winner cannot be determined by life or death.
Therefore, if one person's weapon is broken, this is already the criterion for determining the outcome.
Of course, it’s not impossible to be shameless and insist on not admitting defeat...
The point is, Bai Xuan is definitely not such a person.
All the sword cultivators in the mountain were in an uproar.
Except for a few senior swordsmen who have already reached the pinnacle and have seen some clues, most swordsmen just feel that their dreams have been shattered.
Bai Xuan... was the leader of the younger generation of sword cultivators. In the past, under Bai Xianqi's deliberate propaganda, countless sword cultivators regarded Bai Xuan as their target and idol.
But now, Bai Xuan has lost to his younger brother, a swordsman.
On the contrary, the sword cultivators were also a little confused.
Although they also thought about whether Bai Fan could win.
But, to be honest, they didn't really believe that Bai Fan could defeat Bai Xuan. At most, the loss would not be ugly, and speaking of it... he would not lose Sword Xiu's face.
A lot of negative emotions poured into Lin Xi.
At this moment, the mountain of sword cultivators were all Lin Xi’s power banks.
At the same time, Lin Xi also felt that Bai Fan's last soul was completely relieved...
The three souls and seven souls of heaven, earth, and people are already under his control.
For the demons, human souls and negative emotions are good, but only the two souls of heaven and earth that record the favor of heaven and earth are extremely rare.
The mystery and necessary reasons are not fully understood by Lin Xi now.
I just know instinctively that the human souls of a hundred elite monks are not as good as any ordinary soul of heaven and earth.
"Bai Fan! Bai Fan! Bai Fan!" The sword cultivators were already cheering.
This victory is like rain, falling on the heart of every sword cultivator.
In fact, this victory cannot change anything.
Because even if Lin Xi defeated Bai Xuan, the strength and mainstream of swordsmanship would still not change.
Sword cultivation is dependent on other ways of practice, and it is difficult to form an independent sect. It remains the same as before.
What people are excited about at the moment may just be defeating authority.
Amid the cheers of the sword cultivators, a large number of sword cultivators walked away.
The eyes they looked at Bai Xuan were full of blame, resentment, and a vague joy and excitement that they didn't want to be seen by outsiders.
Bai Xuan, who represented the sword cultivator, lost.
This is the problem of sword cultivation as a whole.
But Bai Xuan lost, which made many sword cultivators who were originally in his shadow feel relieved. They even felt that... Bai Xuan was nothing more than that. Since a mere sword cultivator could defeat him, Then if they work harder and get some opportunities... it might be possible.
Bai Tianqi's face had turned extremely dark.
He couldn't bear that the son he was most proud of lost to his second son, whom he had always looked down upon, in full view of the public.
This seemed to be mocking him. He had always been unable to recognize people and could not see the pearl.
At the same time, as the master of Nanling Sword Pavilion, he had to worry about how much damage Bai Xuan would cause to Nanling Sword Pavilion after losing.
In the commotion.
Only the two parties involved were not so complicated in their mentality.
Bai Xuan understands the existence of another kind of life. He needs to change his perspective to see the world and the sword in his hand from a new perspective.
The sword is originally a weapon, a murderous weapon.
But if, to the sword cultivator, the sword is just a sword and does not rise to the level of some kind of change in the nature of heaven and earth, the principles of all things, and philosophy, then the sword cultivator will never have the glory it has today and cannot be replaced in the world of practice. status.
Bai Fan...or Lin Xi, he also knew that he could leave.
Compared to his previous arrivals and escapes, he seemed calm and leisurely this time.
In the complex, strange and resistant eyes of all Nanling Sword Pavilion disciples, elders and even the pavilion master, Lin Xi walked out of the Nanling Sword Pavilion with his sword on his shoulder.
From a distance, Bai Xuan shouted from behind: "Xiao Fan! Where are you going?"
Lin Xi didn't look back, he didn't know how to answer this question.
He just waved his hand freely.
"Looking for a quiet one, where I can go away from the world and be quiet for a while far away from the disputes. Maybe I will also sell some good wine, find a good woman... and raise a good dog." Lin Xi replied.
"It's okay to stay on the mountain." Bai Xuan thought for a while and said.
Lin Xi smiled lightly: "Is it okay?"
After saying that, he strode away and disappeared at the end of the mountain road in an instant.
Bai Xuan looked at Lin Xi's retreating back, and for some reason... felt a touch of melancholy.
He may not know that for him, the departure of 'Bai Fan' at this moment is the last time in his life.
Like all high-profile separations, they are just tests.
The real farewell is silent.
On an ordinary day, after a meal, a good night, a knowing eye contact... or the afternoon after making a certain agreement.
You will lose this person forever, and you will never see him again for the rest of your life.
It wasn't until many years later that I suddenly realized...'I finally lost him.'
And those people who have gradually disappeared from the vague memories... I only hope that you can gallop freely in the mountains and rivers of your hometown, in the misty rivers and lakes, and still be young.
The sight behind him gradually disappeared.
Lin Xi changed routes five times in a row before getting rid of the last tail.
After ascending the magic eye and not seeing anyone following him again, Lin Xi casually sneaked into a deep mountain.
Then he took out a simple cave and arranged some simple concealment formations.
Holding the knife and sitting cross-legged in the cave, Lin Xi hesitated for a moment, but still split out a trace of Bai Fan's soul, attached to his own demonic thoughts, and continued to maintain the basic skills of Bai Fan's body and maintain simple body activities. function.
After all, Bai Fan itself has basically no value to explore, but it can still be used as a coordinate and a 'spare tire' that can come at any time.
Then the main demon clone, carrying a lot of negative emotions and Bai Fan's three souls and seven souls, as well as the harvested human souls, returned to the tide of chaos along with the connection with the main body.
Buzz!
Lin Xi's body was still under the terrifying energy waterfall.
When all the gains were loaded onto the main body, Lin Xi had a smile on his face.
Danger... is no longer danger!
Having mastered the powerful way of the sword, Lin Xi was able to concentrate his sword intention, swing his sword upstream, and use the powerful demonic energy to turn into sword light, break through those obstacles, and rush directly into the upper level of the chaotic tide.
Of course, because of the richness of the harvest and the balance of 'nutrition'.
Lin Xi's cultivation level has also improved a bit.
He is only one step away from breaking through to the Demonic Core Realm.
Lin Xi was not in a hurry. He could break through at any time, but he wanted to go to a higher level first to take a look.
Make a decision after communicating with some conscious demons.
The sword light erupted in the energy surge of the chaotic tide. The sharp and domineering sword light wrapped around Lin Xi's body and continued to rise in the raging chaotic tide.
Then he easily broke through a certain limit.
Entering a higher level of the tide of chaos.
The bottom layer of the chaotic tide is where the impurities of chaotic energy settle.
Therefore, the nature of energy is very poor, but unexpectedly it can breed demon larvae.
After rising one level, Lin Xi felt that the energy quality in the entire chaotic tide had become much higher.
Even directly absorbing the energy from the chaotic tide can slowly bring about a little bit of essential improvement.
He had just ascended to a higher level, but before Lin Xi could see clearly.
Then there was a huge mouth, flying from not far away, and it enveloped him, trying to swallow him and other demons who were lucky enough to rise.
