Bai Jue didn't answer, and jumped and gently fell beside Hei Jun. He let the mist wet his white hair. He bent his fingers into a sword and pointed it on the black vest. The numbness around him gradually faded away. Bai Jue supported him to jump off the stone platform. After landing, Hei Jun could not stand at all. Xiao Shu could see that his limbs were broken and he was unable to move at all.

"Even you are here, I'm afraid we won't be able to live in peace tomorrow." The black messenger opened his eyes tiredly and looked at Xiao Shu. His hoarse voice was like a 70-year-old man, weak and weak.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Shu was puzzled. Who in this world could hurt the black envoy like this?

"I interrupted." Although Bai Zhi's words were gentle, there was a hint of sadness. He helped Hei Zhi into the simple thatched house beside him, let him lie flat on the bed, and use Nei Yuan to relieve his pain.

"It's okay, I'm here." Bai Zhi whispered in his ear.

The black messenger's frown was slightly relieved, and he could no longer hold on. He fell into a deep sleep. The moment before bed might be the only time for his relaxation, or the time when he was in pain, because once he fell asleep, the memories in his mind swallowed him like a tide.

After that day, Bai Qi was tired of the disputes in the world. After leaving Yinzhou, the two lived in seclusion. Even so, they still asked about the whereabouts of Xiao Shu and Fang Jin.

But it was not long before someone said that the national teacher Wang Yue of the dynasty found a son. It was said that he was the descendant left during the war in Chongyu. The father and son were separated for many years and were able to reunite. The eldest son of the emperor of the dynasty was only six years old. Based on the principle of establishing a legitimate and a eldest son, he made him the crown prince that day.

In order to avoid the enemy's family, the prince was named Fang Jin. Now he has a more surname, named Chong Jin, and his name is Yi'an. Wang Yue was appointed as the prince's tutor and was in charge of tutoring the prince. He was polite like a teacher and did not give him official positions.

The overwhelming pursuit came immediately, and Chongyu personally issued an order to find the two envoys.

There is no place that allows two people to live for three days. They have to worry about whether they are poisoned when drinking water and eating. They always have to guard them when they are resting. Their nerves are tense all the time, and even if they are in vain, they often feel tired.

The black envoy became more and more anxious. After that day, there was a knot in his heart and his mood became more and more chaotic. He was not a vain. His ego was not under the inner demons, and he had no control of the medicine. Once the attack occurred, he would not stop until he had enough blood. He was like an evil ghost in hell. The more he killed the more the inner demons, the shorter the interval between the attacks, and he had only one solution.

"Your heart is damaged, and your realm is difficult to achieve. Even if Wang Yue can't find us, you will destroy yourself sooner or later." The white apostle grabbed the black envoy's sickle that wanted to kill himself with bare hands, and blood fell drop by drop. The smell of fishy sweetness made the black envoy's reason be deceived by the desire to kill again.

"I'm done……"

"It's okay, I'm here." This is the last thing he heard.

This time, Bai Qi broke his limbs with his own hands and took him to Qingzhou to hide in Lianyun Mountain. He rushed to the body with a waterfall every day to control his murderous thoughts. If one day Black Envoy can cultivate his state of mind, he will no longer be affected by the inner demons. But just as Bai Qi said, his heart will be damaged and this state of life will be difficult to achieve.

"Crown Prince?" Xiao Shu's dialogue made him feel a little incredible. Fang Jin, who had been playing with him since childhood, actually had such an identity, and Wang Yue was the crown prince's tutor.

"Yes, the good apprentice he accepted is different from the past, and his martial arts are not inferior to you. It's better than you." Bai Jun took a hand towel to wipe away the cold sweat from the forehead.

"Let me make up for it. You mean that Xiao Jin is Xiao Shu's friend, the prince of the current dynasty, and is chasing you, Xiao Shu's master." Bai Li looked thoughtful.

"That's right." Bai Zhi replied. The little girl gave him a strange feeling. Even if she stood in front of him, she could not feel it at all. When she discovered Xiao Shu, she could only feel his aura. This was completely unimaginable for a warrior of his level.

"That's not simple. Isn't that Xiaojin your friend? Just tell him not to chase him, right?" Bai Li said lightly.

After saying this, the needle fell in the thatched hut, and Xiao Shu was silent. He never thought that his brother Fang Jin would be so capable and easily force the two envoys to a desperate situation. After all, he was the prince. How could martial arts people resist the power of a country?

Bai Qi sighed lightly, there is no hope of revenge, and he even has to hide from his enemies. Now he has been chased by the whole country and has seen all kinds of things in the world. He has obviously given up and has already given up. Why do he still have to do this? What is the purpose of this life? But what can I do?

With a sound of sword, the cold blade was unsheathed without any murderous aura. He was discouraged and even more tired.

"No need, I'm tired, tired." Bai Qi pinched the sword body, and the tighter it became. The sharp blade cut his hand. Does it hurt? He couldn't feel it. The sword tip was pressed against his heart, just waiting for Xiao Shu to push it, and his lifelong grudges disappeared.

The sword in front of him may be the sword that killed his adoptive mother. The grace of raising him for more than ten years is right in front of him, waiting to be killed. What are you hesitating and what are you worried about?

Xiao Shu held the hilt of the sword, his hands were not trembling, and Bai Shi let go of his hand when he saw this, and smiled and said, "The most taboo thing about holding a sword is that his hands are unstable. If his hands are unstable, his mind will be confused, and if his mind is unstable, he will be defeated."

"You really want to kill him, killing your master is so ruthless. It is said that you will go to hell." Bai Li said a little unbearable.

"I don't take revenge, it's unfilial. If I take revenge, it's also unfilial. Since I have to go to hell, what's the difference?" Xiao Shu said coldly, saying to Bai Li, and even speaking to himself. After that, the sword blade passed by!

Bai Zhiben was already closed his eyes and waited for death, but the pain was delayed. When he opened his eyes, he found that the sword blade had not been added. Xiao Shu grabbed a handful of white hair in his hand and threw the sword on the ground, reaching half a foot deep.

"If you use hair instead of the head, the grudges between you and my master and disciple will be clear, and they will not owe each other." The white hair was scattered by him, and it was like snow and fluffy. What dissipated was the friendship between master and disciple, as well as the obsession of the original.

Xiao Shu did not forget the other party Jin's promise, but what could not be echoed in his mind was the careful teachings of the two envoys of Beimangshan, the scene of Bai Zhi buying candied haws for him, and the hatred in Wang Han's eyes that day. Is revenge really important to him? After he was selfless, many things faded. Maybe he had hated the two envoys at first, but now it really doesn't matter, and what is the difference between them now and hell?

"Since that's the case, you go, I have nothing to entertain you two." Bai Zhi got old for ten years in a daze, lowered his eyelids. He looked at the sword stuck on the ground, his heart was indifferent, and his tone was indifferent.

Xiao Shu took a last look at the master, turned around and said to Bai Li, "Let's go."

In the Minghua Palace in the Imperial City of Yinzhou, a white-haired Taoist and a 17 or 18-year-old boy sat cross-legged on a cushion. The Taoist said something, and the boy read it.

"There is a soul and a lower Guanyuan above, and the left is the Taiyin at Shaoyang on the right. The secret door is in front of the life gate. The sun comes out and the moon breathes. The four qi are combined, and the purple smoke is three clouds above and below. The five flowers are irrigated with spiritual roots, and the seven liquid caves flow into the hut. Return to the purple and embrace the yellow and enter the dantian, and the dark room shines on the Yangmen." The Taoist reads the word and word, and makes the sound like a bell.

"Master, why do you always ask me to recite these things? Why would you teach me more swordsmanship and fists?" Fang Jin sat with sore waist and legs numb, and stretched his waist and wanted to stand up.

"Sit down! Whoever asked you to stand up will know that you learned those things. Didn't your teacher teach you a lot? It's enough. How many people in the world are your opponents?" Wang Yue shouted sternly, frightened Fang Jin so much that he quickly sat upright.

"But Master, what are the uses of these things? They are not polite or history, and they have never heard of them. What's the use of memorizing them?" Fang Jin couldn't understand the nature of his master, nor did he dare to contradict him blatantly. Even his father would listen to him. If the Taoist complained to him in front of his father, he would definitely not be able to take it.

"The Jiuhua Purple Lotus Sutra is the Taoist Book of Shangqing. If others want to learn it, they have not had this opportunity. Even if they are a teacher, it is difficult to get started due to their qualifications. Don't complain anymore." Wang Yue's tone softened. He lost the traces of the two envoys and Yu Zihan that day. He went down the mountain to search but never thought of meeting this young man. At first, he realized that his talent was at the same level as the one who was held by the current emperor Chongyu, so he brought him back to the palace.

When Chongyu raised his troops, in order to prevent his wife and children from being killed, he broke off contact with them, and asked them to live in a small town, leaving only a jade pendant for future recognition. However, many years have passed, he will never find a mother and son again, and he cannot blatantly issue a blatant order to find someone, for fear that they will be harmed by evil people. He thought that he would not be able to see each other again in this life, but he did not know that the sky had eyes and was brought back by Wang Yue.

"Just as my three-legged skill, you can't even touch the corner of your clothes, Master, and it's amazing." Fang Jin pouted, looking unhappy. These scriptures were obscure and difficult to understand. They didn't know some of the words, and they all looked like chewing wax, let alone memorizing them.

"Silly! Short-sighted eyes, wasted your God-given qualifications. You have known to learn some ordinary martial arts all day long. What's the use for me? Looking back in a hundred years, there are only a pile of weeds and a coffin of a tomb!" Wang Yue scolded sternly. This apprentice was the most troublesome one he had ever taught, but he was also the one with the best qualifications. He had never carved his uncensored jade and was the first person to have thoughts of preaching.

"I want to take revenge with my own hands..." Fang Jin retorted in a low voice, his eyes were red, and he remembered his mother and Xiao Shu. He didn't know where Xiao Shu went. The only thing he remembered was that he fainted at the entrance of the village alone, or whether Wang Yue woke him up.

"Your father has issued an order to arrest the two envoys. If you have a whereabouts, you will also take action. Please be content with your prince. You are the prince. Your little brother doesn't need you to find him, he will come to you." Wang Yue comforted him. He will still be unaware of his character. He is poor in the downtown area and has distant relatives in the deep mountains. The prince's childhood playmates just need to recognize each other. He is not ready to come with his future.

"Master, aren't it all said that martial arts can break through the void and become an immortal?" Fang Jin wiped his tears and changed the subject. These things were like a thorn that was deeply rooted in his heart. Once touched, his mood would fall to the bottom.

"Wu Po Void? The saying of ordinary people, do you know Jian Junyu Zihan?" Wang Yue's eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

"Yi'an doesn't know."

"Then Yu Zihan is of great talent and profound swordsmanship. No one in this world can surpass him, but in the end, he has been wasting half a life and has never entered the realm of heaven and man. If he had not been the teacher's guidance back then, he would have died of old age and death. How could it be easier to reach the sky with martial arts?"

"So that Sword King was still a immortal after he broke into a mortal world?"

"So my master said that he is talented and has a very high understanding. It is difficult for one person to be born in this world for a thousand years. Do you know how difficult it is? When you ascend to immortality, you will suffer from thunder tribulation, wash your muscles and marrow, and taste the pain of Nirvana, you can get rid of your body. Once you can't bear it, it will immediately turn into ashes." Wang Yue stretched out his hand and saw a small purple thunder flashing. Fang Jin felt his whole body feel numb from a distance, and he got closer, like thousands of needles pricking on his body.

"Is this the thunder tribulation?" Fang Jin looked at the purple thunder with fear.

"If it is not as good as the thunder tribulation, the heavenly punishment is the punishment of heaven. The immortal is originally caused by the heavenly punishment, so the heavenly punishment is actually a limitation on the number of immortals. It is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and if it passes, it will soar into the sky, but it will fall into the cycle of reincarnation." Fang Jin was shocked when Wang Yue said something.

"It's so terrifying, then Yi'an won't be able to practice it anymore!" Fang Jin was frightened by Wang Yue and shook his head hard. He didn't want to face such a disaster.
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