Manager Hua's eyes suddenly moved and said, "Sister, why do people like the Four Noble Truths target Dongyang so much? With Dongyang's peerless talent, they should throw out olive branches, rather than killing them like now!"

The owner of Changle smiled faintly and said, "No one knows what the specific is, except them, but this matter is probably related to the fall of the Lord of Star and Moon!"

"The Lord of Stars and Moons... You mean the first person in the previous Heavenly List, the first person in the immortal realm who didn't know how to fall!"

The master of Changle nodded and said, "There are only four noble truths in this world who can kill the Lord of Star and Moon. Dongyang is transcending from the inner world of the Lord of Star and Moon. If the Four Noble Truths want to kill Dongyang, it is probably related to this!"

"Okay, no matter what the grudge between Dongyang and the Four Noble Truths is, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes..." In the starry sky, a black Shenzhou was moving forward silently. There was only a young man in black on the deck, with an evil face, gloomy eyes, and every place in his body, unknowingly revealed a bit of evil intention. It was Chen

arts.

Chen Wen is now at the peak of the Three Tribulation Realm, and has safely overcome three tribulations. It will not take long to enter the immortal realm.

"Dongyang, is the strange thing that breaks the world the trump card of your repeated escape from heaven?"

"I have to say that your luck is really good. However, this time the Zi Yao Emperor Palace set up for you, I want to see if you have such good luck to escape safely!" Chen Wen was already an enemy of Dongyang when he was in Yunhuang. Dongyang is also his enemy. His biggest enemy, from Yunhuang, the Divine Realm, and then to the Wilderness Realm. Although Chen Wen knew that the people behind him wanted to go from Dong.

What Yang gets, but this is not important to Chen Wen. He doesn't care who wants to kill Dongyang. As long as Dongyang dies, no matter who dies in his hands. "Dongyang, Dongyang, is this what you call justice? Why are you, who hates evil, targeted by so many people everywhere? Why do you know that you, who has the heart of a benevolent, not only do not get more support, but want to kill

You have more people?" "This is the heart of the people, this is the world today, and your integrity is not in line with this world. In a selfish world, people only care about themselves, but you prefer to meddle in other people's business, the world where the weak can only rely on the rules of the strong.

In the desert, all kinds of tragedy and sins are staged all the time, but those who do evil and evil are still living freely. In the meantime, Dongyang has all the evil and the reputation of the benevolent heart, but the reputation of the benevolent, but the endless enemies, but all the more numerous enemies, as if he is the unforgivable person, he is the public enemy of everyone. This is the reality, the more evil and the more selfish reality,

A person who hates evil and openly challenges this reality cannot be allowed.

It can be said that Dongyang is an alternative to the wild world, a very dazzling alternative, and this world does not need such alternative.

"On the Zifeng Star, let me see how many people want to kill you!" In the starry sky, another place, another Shenzhou, Linglong, Feng Qiuying, Ji Lingsi, and the four girls of Yu Ling, are relaxed and comfortable every day, tidy up the garden, drink tea and chat, life is leisurely, and even the atmosphere is not found.

The solemnity that was back then seemed to be nothing.

Dongyang never appeared again after entering the room to recuperate, let alone any movement.

After a month, Dongyang, who was sitting in the room, finally woke up, but his injuries were far from healed, but he could move freely.

"I have seen too many things and learned too many great ways of heaven and earth for so many years. Now I feel like I have reached a bottleneck!"

Dongyang sighed lightly, stood up slowly, opened a window, and looked at the vast starry sky, quiet, vast, deep. "The night is still the night before, the starry sky is still the starry sky, as if everything has not changed, just like me back then, standing at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain, looking up at the starry sky countless times, fantasizing when I can practice and when I can soar

I have already done this vast starry sky, but I am no longer the same as I was before!”

"Master..." Thinking of the master who raised himself and taught himself in the broken Taoist temple at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain, the old scholar who kept coughing and always held his sick body, Dongyang couldn't help but show a faint smile, a touch full of memories, and warm

A warm smile.

At that time, the sky was vast, the night was gorgeous, the days were calm, and the same things were repeated every day, boring but calm, no right and wrong in the world, no emotions and six desires, only a day after day, and only a master and apprentice who depend on each other for life.

Read in the morning, practice swords in the afternoon, soak in the medicinal bath at night, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter wind, frost, cold, rain, clear snow and cold.

"Master, I can't practice. Is it fate?"

"You are sick, not life!"

“Is there any difference?”

"If it's a disease, it can be cured!"

"How to treat it?"

"I don't know, you need to find it yourself!"

"Well..." Because of worry-freeness, Dongyang spent his youth. Because he wanted to cure his illness, he carried a wooden sword on his back, bid farewell to his only relative, and left Xiaocang Mountain where he had lived for more than ten years, looking for his treatment, and then set foot on the world.

Never look back.

Over the years, he fulfilled his wish, embarked on the road of cultivation as he wished, fighting with people and fighting with heaven, from being unknown to being famous and respected by the world.

After entering the divine realm, quelling the chaos and saving the people, after several life and death, he still went from being silent and unknown to becoming famous all over the world, carrying the supreme infamous, and finally quelling the chaos and disasters. He also experienced what others had experienced, and he also experienced what others had never experienced.

Observe the changes of heaven and earth, understand the three thousand great ways, experience all kinds of worldly affairs, and understand the desires of the people, what others cannot imagine, he thinks, what others cannot do, he does.

Now, after experiencing thousands of disasters and invading the world, his original intention remains unchanged, but the world is changing, and he is still Dongyang, but he is no longer the first young man at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain.

A long sigh reveals the complex world and the breath of passing years.

Suddenly, a sword appeared in front of Dongyang out of thin air and made a low sound, like a playmate of childhood, like a silent murmuring. The only thing on Dongyang was this peach wood sword with him for the longest time. It was the weapon given to him by his master when he first started practicing swords at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain. He thought it was just a toy for practicing swords, but he never thought it would become his battle for the world.

Killing weapon.

Dongyang smiled slightly and reached out to hold the sword. There was no sharpness on the sword, nor any aura. It was just that ordinary, just like when he first held the sword. It was not surprising.

"Old guy, after so many years, too many things have changed, but you haven't changed!"

The sword body roared lightly, as if it was responding, responding to the person who had been with it for the longest time.

As if he understood the light sound in the sword, Dongyang smiled and said, "Yes, you and I haven't changed. You are still the ordinary wooden sword, and I am still the ordinary boy!"

"Then let me practice swords with me again and regain the worry-free years of youth!" Dongyang held a sword in his hand, just like when he was still at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain, with one move and one eye-catching move, with no momentum at all, and the sword seemed very clumsy, just like a young man holding a sword for the first time.

, it just instinctively swung the sword without any tricks. Practicing swords is like practicing swords when he was a boy. Perhaps such behavior has no practical significance to him, but it can inexplicably make him feel at ease, as if such practicing swords can bring him back to the carefree years of his time.

, No respect for thousands of people, no right and wrong, only the quiet and peaceful years. As if to make the mind calm, or perhaps to stop thinking about right and wrong and grudges outside the house, Dongyang's days in this room reinterpret the years under Xiaocang Mountain, reading in the morning, practicing sword in the afternoon, and having a good night's sleep at night

After a moment, he ignored the passing of time outside and just lived leisurely in this room that belonged to him. Dongyang's behavior in the room, and because he did not deliberately conceal it, he was soon known by the Linglong girls outside the room. Although he didn't understand why Dongyang did this and did these seemingly ridiculous things, they were all very self-conscious.

I felt that I didn't bother, but just paid attention to it silently outside. People in the Dongyang space magic weapon, whether they were the resentful spirit wood elves, Ling Wushuang and Yun Ge who had entered the three tribulation realm, Ling Wuyou who had silently practiced, or those carefree spirits of the tree of life, they also knew that

Dao Dongyang is also extremely puzzled, but no one disturbs him. They don’t understand it because they only know Dongyang in the wilderness. Although they know something about Dongyang’s inner world, they are far from real understanding. Perhaps in this world, they can truly understand Dongyang doing this.

Xiao Ya is the only one. Even though Ji Wuxia, as Dongyang's wife, knows all the past of Dongyang, knows his life at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain, and even understands that Dongyang is doing this now to find peace in her heart, she may not really understand Dongyang

The mood when he was in Xiaocang Mountain. Since Xiaoya became a disciple of Dongyang, she has been taught carefully by Dongyang, and even repeated Dongyang's childhood life, practicing swords and reading, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost and cold. However, Dongyang spent such days in Xiaocang Mountain, while Xiaoya spent the Observation of Longevity.
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