long night walk

Chapter 795
Duan Mo sneered: "Oh? I didn't see that Master, you still respect and fear Sword Master Yu?

Everyone in the world admires Sword Master Yu as a noble and solitary gentleman, who never pays any heed to the little plots and calculations in the world. It turns out that the master's opinion is the same as that of the world.

You said that Sword Master Yu is not such a person, but the disciple of Tianxi who went to Zhanxiantai to carry eight thousand warriors is always true.

History can be covered up, but it will not change the truth. After the failure of crossing the Zhaohe River, all eight thousand warriors died in battle.

Only the group of Tianxi's disciples who were supposed to guard outside the Yuntai disappeared.

In order to obliterate the past, Tianxi Sword Sect hid the eight hundred disciples so deeply that for so many years, the world only knew that the Yuling Pass battle was all due to Tianxi. "

"Not to mention admiration and fear."

Bai Lian turned around and glanced at Duanmo, his dark eyes returned to normal.

He said indifferently: "It's just that I still have a little understanding of the means of your magic way."

"Sword Master Yu is rigid and stubborn, sticks to the rules, has always regarded laws and regulations as his life, and regards the reputation and glory of Tianxi Sword Sect more than anything else.

If he wants to accomplish the righteousness of the world, he can give up everything, not to mention the hundreds of disciples of Tianxi who are leading the way.

If he really had a covenant with ten thousand people, eight thousand warriors would give up all of them, why would he be reluctant to part with those hundreds of disciples?For the benefit in front of him, with a stigma all over his body, do you think Sword Master Yu's demeanor can only be limited to this? "

"Since joining the Tianxi Sword Sect, I have always disagreed with Sword Master Yu's behavior.

His temperament is too cold and ruthless, conceited and arrogant, and he doesn't know how to adapt to death, but I never think that he is a person who has no responsibility in front of righteousness. "

Duan Mo sighed: "It seems that you know your father very well, and you also trust your father very much.

Also, in front of all the children, I always feel that my father is selfless and great.

But he is really the person you say is responsible, why didn't you announce your identity to the world after giving birth to you with the eldest princess?

He even declared to the outside world that Princess Qin was always his old friend and close relative, and so far he has never thought of giving her a title. "

Duan Mo saw his innocence, and the irony in his eyes deepened:
"Do you think what Sword Master Yu did was just abandoning those eight thousand warriors? No! What he really broke was the martial arts path of the common people!
The master thought that Hao Nong really wanted to argue with him, right or wrong?Thousands of people have always been ill on the road to disciple martial arts practice.

They know that what they are walking is a road of all difficulties, and they have already regarded life and death extremely lightly.

In the final analysis, being obsessed with cultivation and seeking land is nothing but a way to inherit the future and become famous all over the world.

In the Battle of Yuling Pass that year, Mo Zong Zhaohe failed to break through the border, and officially opened the rise of the righteous generation.

200 years later, the righteous way won the victory. The world only knows the Thirteen Swords of the Tianxie, the Ten Tibetan Halls of Cangwu, and the Nine Classics of Taixuan, but who remembers the eight thousand warriors who died without a name.

People's hearts can't remember the meritorious deeds of the unknown in history, but the way of heaven is manifest, and there is a ruler to measure the merits and virtues of the world.

When conferring the three sects of Heavenly Dao, there should actually be a quota of [-] people. If [-] people submit the name and genealogy of the sect to the Immortal Heavenly Venerable, they will receive the destiny of heaven and open up the Martial Dao. "

"However, before the famous post sent by thousands of people was delivered to heaven, it is ridiculous that it was first intercepted and rejected by the master of Tianxi Sword Sect.

As a result, the ten thousand people who should have enjoyed infinite glory went to the remaining disciples and missed the opportunity, and they did not receive the imperial edict from the immortal venerable, which became a shocking event in their lives.

So far, martial arts have declined, and the orthodox immortal sect has suppressed and despised martial arts practitioners for nearly a hundred years.

It is absurd to say that the heroic sacrifices of the ancestors not only failed to bring good luck to their descendants, but squandered the opportunity of the sect.

This made the surviving disciples of Haonong's group have to live in the devil world, experiencing all kinds of heartache and pain in the world. The master felt that Haonong should take revenge for this bloody feud? "

Bai Lian took a look at him, and facing Duan Mo's voice, he said very calmly: "Did I tell you all this from the bottom of my heart?"

Duan Mo was stunned.

Bai Lian let out a breath slowly, and gradually calmed down during Duan Mo's narration.

"Since you offered a soul sacrifice to recognize me as Lord, you can't lie to me. You kept saying that the battle at Yuling Pass was a tragedy caused by the betrayal of Tianxi Sword Sect and the abandonment of eight thousand warriors.

That is to say, there is only so much truth you know. "

Duan Mo seemed to be amused: "You still have expectations for your father? Don't forget, you and Ying Xiu are in Jiange, and he, a father, can ignore you.

How do you think he would be lenient towards those eldest sons?These high-ranking people who hold power have always only shared benefits, and those strict laws and laws are just for the world to hear. "

Bai Lian also laughed: "Don't forget how Bunny Xin led you into the sword pavilion.

The chess pieces in his hands are always half-truths and half-false. The hole cards and stories that can be seen by you are what he wants you to see.

It's not that I believe in Sword Master Yu, but that he is even less trustworthy than Bu Xin. "

Duan Mo was speechless.

Bai Lian raised his finger and pointed at Tianshan Mountain, and said: "Hao Nong, as a disciple of thousands of people, hates demons much more than Tianxi Sword Sect.

But look, if it weren't for the wonderful story you said, why would he use it for his heart? "

While Duan Mo's expression became more exciting, the chill down his spine became more and more terrifying.

If it is true as what Bai Lian said, then how terrifying is the ability of Buxin to manipulate people's power.

Bai Lian continued: "Don't you find it strange? 700 years ago, the war between the righteous and the devil did not end here.

Zhaohe, the patriarch of the Demon Sect, just failed to break through the realm, not fell. Even if he did not enter the realm of Tongming, he is still a terrible demon cultivator in the realm of thousands of calamities.

Thousands of people spoiled his good deeds to his disciples, he must have hated his sect deeply, why didn't he kill the rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled to vent his anger.

After all, this was just a trivial matter for the Mozong back then. "

Duan Mo opened his eyes wide: "You mean..."

The corner of Bailian's eyes rolled up, his eyes were cold: "Burn Xin is the best at burying chess seeds. As far as I know, You Guilang is a hidden seed he planted 3000 years ago. It's only 700 years, not too long." .”

Duan Mo opened his mouth, but could no longer speak.

He thinks that he can stand out from the crowd in Langya Demon Sect and become the master of the sect, with both intelligence and ambition being the best choice.

But after talking with this young man today, I found that I was like an ignorant child in front of him.

That buried heart is an old fox who has lived for an unknown number of years, and his mind is like a sea, and he can still understand it.

But this immature kid was able to see through the secret moves of his heart, and under the extremely limited conditions in his hand, he deduced the hidden truth of the terrible thing in a few words.

Bai Lian summoned the Qiushui sword, snorted softly, and said, "If you have any doubts, you might as well go up the mountain with me to have a look. If I'm not wrong, I'll bury your heart at this time... I'm afraid it's already in the Tianshan Mountains." .”

Two of the thirteen soul cables of Tianxie have been broken.

Jianshan, which was originally far away between the sky and clouds, where only the towering outline could be seen, had sunk under the clouds.

The sometimes broken mountain is surrounded by luck and does not fall, as if it was lured by a special force.

The sky was gloomy, the snow was falling, and a branch of winter plum protruded in from the house wall, trembling in the wind like a pistil.

Ning Feiyan was leaning against the side of the pavilion, her hair on her temples was gently blowing in the wind and snow, she slowly raised her eyes, there seemed to be broken jade streamers in her naturally tender and tender eyes.

In the night in front of the building railing, a light silver light suddenly flashed, shining like crystals turning into shadows.

The icy crystal-like shards of light are like dust, and they look secluded and beautiful in the dark and misty night.

Ning Feiyan raised her arms, and her snow-colored sleeves with blue and white tangled branches danced endlessly in the night wind and cold snow.

I saw that light silver light turned into a crystal butterfly, falling on her fingertips and entangled.

The mercury and moonlight-like butterfly wings fluttered to the fan, and a crimson flame suddenly ignited.

Ning Feiyan lowered her eyebrows, the slight fire light was reflected in her night-like pupils, the tails of her eyes were slightly curved, and there was a hint of a meaningful smile.

"Tianshan Sword Tomb, you are not allowed to enter without the order of the suzerain. Your Excellency tried the Tianshan Sword Tomb with a secret method, but it broke the suzerain's rules."

The attic of the forest courtyard was quiet and deep, and suddenly there came a clear and pleasant voice, like warm wine pouring down the throat, mellow and soft.

The silver butterfly on Ning Feiyan's fingertips immediately disappeared with the wind and sand, and she looked sideways at Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess who was riding the snow and riding the wind.

She was dressed in a snow cloak, with sweet eyes, red makeup, and a graceful jade tree, she really had the beauty of heaven and earth like a peony.

But she looked at Ning Feiyan with a look of scrutiny.

Ning Feiyan looked back and smiled, "I don't understand what Your Highness the Princess is talking about."

She didn't take back her raised finger, but another silver butterfly wrapped around her enchanting fingers, making the bones of her hand even more slender and graceful.

She looked at Zhao Wenjun pretending to be surprised, but the corners of her lips twitched: "Or can Her Royal Highness see this beautiful butterfly at my fingertips?"

Zhao Wenjun narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed.

In the desolate and distant long wind, a ray of murderous intent suddenly loomed.

Ning Feiyan pretended not to notice, and continued to tease the butterfly on her fingertips.

She chuckled lightly and said, "This silver butterfly was transformed by me with spiritual power. Those who don't know how to cultivate and don't have spiritual roots can't see it."

Zhao Wenjun folded his hands in front of his belly, with a dignified demeanor: "I can't see it, but it doesn't mean that the black armor soldiers in my palace can't see it."

A dead soldier in heavy black armor followed behind her like a shadow, and the heavy sword on his back was full of murderous intent!
Ning Feiyan smiled lightly and said, "The four armors of black, gold, red, and purple all come from the Tianxi Sword Sect, although they were given to you by my younger brother Yu'er.

But this seat is the imperial head of Tianxi, the elder sister of the sword master, why... are you going to attack me? "

The black armor soldier who was kneeling on the ground stood up in awe, and the dark runes on the dark armor with indecipherable meanings lit up inch by inch, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger.

Not only was Ning Feiyan not afraid, but she gave her thumbs up and praised the eldest princess with a smile:
"Good skill, look at this posture, not to mention my seat, even if my stupid brother is here, under the order of His Royal Highness, I am afraid that he will not be able to contain his killing intent?
Admiration, admiration, it is really not easy for you to make the sword servant of Loyalty and Tianxi become your own dead soldier. "

Two lightning-like gazes burst out from under the black armor mask, and the big sword behind her was unsheathed brazenly, rising up like a mountain, and the air around her was affected by her aura, and it was blown up like a storm in an instant!

The thick spiritual power of heaven and earth and the runes in the armor on her body fused into a mysterious and chilling power.

The resplendent spirit merged into the great sword, and a very thin silver line was quickly drawn between the simple and heavy sword body.

Holding the sword in both hands, she swung forward like splitting the sky and mountains, and the building behind Ning Feiyan suddenly collapsed into ruins.

Ning Feiyan, who sensed the power of this sword, guessed that the opponent had used all his strength.

She sighed softly, although there were many ways to retreat from the sword without revealing her identity.

But facing an opponent like the eldest princess, she didn't have the patience to continue dealing with her.

Fireflies gathered in the palm of the hand, and the Yanhuo Yaodao appeared in response to the heart, and the long and narrow blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, glowed crimson in the night.

With a desolate cracking sound, the epee in the black armor soldier's hand shattered like a mirror, and the armor on his face was split like a spider's web, and a piece of light falling snow stained the armor.

The armor suddenly shattered, and what appeared in the bleak wind and snow was a beautiful and beautiful woman's face.

The blade of the demon knife in Ning Feiyan's hand pressed against her side neck, but failed to cut her head.

Just because behind the black armor soldier, a jade hand as beautiful as white porcelain held the front end of the demon knife. The slender and beautiful woman was soft and soft, with skin like creamy fat, and there was no trace of scar when she touched the sharp and cold weapon.

The eldest princess Zhao Wenjun smiled lightly: "Isn't this the Yanhuo Demon Sword of the Forest of Beiyuan?"

Ning Feiyan smiled lightly, as if the instant killing just now was an illusion:
"This knife is the result of the fusion of the cursed fire of the demon emperor of Beiyuan in the demon world and the spiritual veins of half of Beiyuan's territory. It can cut everything, and ordinary monks dare not deceive themselves.

Only the cultivator who has the spiritual root of the fire attribute has a very obvious resistance to this demon sword. "

After the simple but deadly and dangerous confrontation and probing, the two have successfully probed each other's identity and secrets.

The eldest princess glanced at the knife, and said softly: "Should I respectfully call you Lord Yushou like in the past, or should I call you Lord Sihe?"

Ning Feiyan relaxed her palm, and the demon knife turned into crimson sparks, blending into her palm and disappearing.

She raised her eyes and smiled, her smile was alluring and enchanting: "I like dealing with people who hide secrets the most."

The eldest princess Zhao Wenjun patted the black armor soldier on the shoulder lightly.

Ah Zhao, a black armor soldier covered in cold sweat, stood behind her obediently, silently.

Zhao Wenjun and Ning Feiyan looked at each other, she smiled lightly and said, "Master Sihe's soul Gu technique is superb, it saved me a lot of trouble."

Ning Feiyan's eyebrows were sweet, and she looked at her with a pair of lover's eyes: "Why? So Her Royal Highness the Princess is also interested in the flame marrow of the Tianshan Sword Tomb?"

Zhao Wenjun lowered his gaze, and murmured: "The flaming pulp is a strange thing in the supernatural world, and it is definitely not in the world. I originally thought that the flaming pulp hidden in the sword mound was just a rumor, but I never thought it was true..."

(End of this chapter)