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Chapter 34 Practice with every word and deed

Night dew, morning light, green grass.

Evil energy, practice, and pursue dreams.

The two ways of behavior of retreating and advancing cannot indicate who is brave, nor can it indicate who is right and who is wrong.

Some people think that when facing a strong enemy, you must face it bravely. If you escape, then your heart will be hindered. This statement is not true in Yi Yan's mind. He has always been able to escape if he can escape. If he really can't escape, he can only fight to the death.

In Yi Yan's opinion, the enemy he is facing now and the enemies he is facing before the New Year are not a lifetime enemy. I don't know when he felt that he had no lifetime enemy. Even the temple of the Heavenly Court on Earth is the same.

When encountering an enemy, if you can kill, you will kill; if you can't kill, you will avoid it; if you can meet again next time, if you can kill, you will kill again; if you can't kill, you will avoid it again; if you can't kill, you will avoid it again; if you can't, you will bypass it; if you can't, you will bypass it; if you can't, you will not go around, and you will not be able to go around, so you will naturally accumulate there. As long as it doesn't dry up, you will eventually overwhelm the obstacle that hinders you.

The direction of the water flow is always the lowest point, and the goal of those who practice should be deep in the great way.

Those obstacles that block the deep road from the road are not enemies, and they should not be obsessed with them, such as hatred and admiration... Yi Yan has never really thought about these, but his hatred for those enemies is not heavy in his heart. Unconsciously, he has been able to achieve revenge without being stuck in his heart.

Stepping on the morning dew on the grass, I looked for the increasingly heavier sense of danger in my heart.

His soul communicates with the world and changes with the world. At this moment, his soul clearly sensed that the sun's essence fire suddenly became prosperous between the world, and then his steps stopped.

In front of him, there was a man standing in the morning breeze holding a sword in his arms. Naturally, his hair did not shave his forehead like an ordinary person. Even Yi Yan's forehead now had hair grown and he no longer shaved it.

This is a young monk like the rising sun. His hair was loosely tied to the back of his neck by a silver ribbon, and his forehead was slanted and slightly fluttered in the wind. The sleeves of the Taoist robe and sleeves he was wearing looked particularly loose at his waist, giving people the feeling of riding the wind at any time, like clouds.

Finally, Yi Yan set his eyes on the sword he was holding in his arms, which was a sword full of spiritual charm. When Yi Yan saw him, he knew that he was from Shushan because he had the sharp aura that only the Shushan Sword Sect had. Yi Yan had obtained the Yin-Yang Sword Gourd for so long and was so familiar with the breath of Shushan.

"To be honest, it was a bit beyond my expectations for you to come to me on your own initiative. I called Yangzi. It was not the purpose of coming here to kill you, but mainly to capture you back to Shushan."

He spoke very easily, and there was no smell of hatred and intercourse in his voice, which was very natural.

Yi Yan stood thirty steps away from Daoyangzi. He was wearing a black robe. I don’t know when he fell in love with black. He was equally young and thin, but unlike the lightness and sharpness of Daoyangzi, his body was full of restraint and mystery.

"It's not that easy to catch me to Shushan." Yi Yan said slowly.

Daoyangzi actually nodded and said, "Indeed, let me tell the truth again. Not only did you come to me on your own initiative to surprise me, but I was even more surprised after seeing you. I originally thought it would not be difficult, but now it seems that I can only kill the head of the person I brought back."

Yi Yan's eyes were slightly opened, and he said, "You are the ones who killed your Shushan Sect and seized your Shushan magic weapon, so you must kill me."

Daoyangzi smiled, still smiling relaxedly. When the laughter fell, he immediately said, "The reason is indeed this reason, but the meaning is not this. It is just the cause. I wonder if you can understand if I say this. You are not my enemy, nor are you an enemy of Shushan. We don't want to ask why they were killed by you. Now everyone in the world knows that a man named Yi Yan killed our Shushan people and seized our Shushan magic weapon, so we must come to Shushan, not for hatred, but for the people in the world to watch."

"I know, it has nothing to do with hatred." Yi Yan said.

"Everyone is a practitioner..." said Daoyangzi.

Yi Yan naturally understood the meaning of Daoyangzi. A person who entered a sect will naturally maintain the dignity and reputation of the sect, because the reputation and dignity of a sect will affect the strength of that sect, such as the power of magic will weaken, and the spiritual power may decline as a whole. If there is a person in the sect whose reputation is at its peak between heaven and earth, then he can improve the strength of the entire sect.

The spells he has learned will naturally make the entire sect have more spells, and some similar spells will increase their power. Generally speaking, the longer a sect inheritance is, the more terrifying it is, and the profoundness is unpredictable.

However, it was only as soon as he finished speaking that the Taiping Sword that Yi Yan had been blocking his waist had been unsheathed. As the sword roared, the flames appeared strangely in the sky, and they were reborn around Daoyangzi.

When Yi Yan drew his sword, Yi An encountered a group of monks over there, including five monks, three men and two women. When they saw Yi An and Fang Mingkong appear, they stared at each other. The pressure made Fang Mingkong tremble all over, his teeth trembled, and he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't walk very steadily. He turned his head to look at Yi An, but found that she was expressionless and her behavior had changed at some point.

Her head was slightly raised, and her eyes were just sweeping across their faces. There was a kind of disdain and arrogance in her eyes, as if she didn't see them at all.

There was a group of monks on the opposite side who dared not speak. Yi An snorted faintly. Because it was a meeting, Yi An walked directly from the middle. When he was walking in the middle, he suddenly stopped and snorted angrily at Fang Mingkong, who had never dared to come from behind, and said, "What, do you still want someone to save you?"

Her sudden words made Fang Mingkong not know what she meant, but he couldn't help but follow him.

After Yi An finished speaking, he glanced at everyone faintly, and then left step by step. Just as she turned around and left, a female voice muttered in a low voice: "Who is this?"

She said this, "It seems that no one knows the way I am a little bit." Yi An heard it, but she did not turn around and said lightly: "It seems that no one knows the magic method after not leaving the mountain for a long time."

What she said made Fang Mingkong's heart rise, and his whole body trembled wildly. He just thought that Yi An should not speak, not offend them, and leave here as soon as possible. But the more he was worried about, the more relevant what Yi An did was to what he thought. In his opinion, he should have thought that he had not heard it just now.

At this time, one of the group suddenly said quickly and nervously: "Senior, please calm down. Because you don't know the name of your senior, you have a moment of failure. Please don't blame me."

Yi An just turned his head slightly, and the man continued, "My teacher Kong Mingzi, I don't know if you can recognize him."

"He is still alive." Yi An asked lightly.

"The master is close to you. I wonder if you want me to invite my master?" The man said sincerely.

"Hey, he won't want to see me. Because you are his disciple, I will let you go today. If I hadn't come out of the mountain for so many years, I would have been skinned and disgraced by me now." Yi An said lightly as he walked.

The man's face flashed with anger, but he still said in a distance: "Thank you for not killing me."

It was not until Yi An walked away and couldn't see the people, and the group of them relaxed. Some of them said, "Who is he? Why should we be afraid of her if so many of us?"

"Then do you think she is afraid of us? She doesn't hide her breath at all, and she is not afraid of seeing us. If I hadn't just lied to her, the master was close to her, and we don't know whether we could survive. Look at her body and skin color, her skin color is like a little girl. Her practice is no longer than hundreds of years ago. Although we are old, now eating evil spirits and refining spirits now, the body decays faster. The one who can still maintain the girl's figure and skin like her must be an old monster for hundreds of years. Look at the person following her who has the aura of Luo Xiao, it must be her prey."

"Then let's leave quickly, if she returns..."

As soon as someone said this, everyone immediately came to their senses and left one by one.

On the other end, Fang Mingkong walked beside Yi An with a little panting. Since he lost his cultivation, he found that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was even worse than Yi An when he walked.

"Do you know that Kong Mingzi?" Fang Mingkong asked.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it." Yi An said.

Fang Mingkong asked, "Then why did you say that just now, aren't you afraid..."

"I'm afraid, then what should I do?" Yi An said.

"We should leave quickly at that time. What if they are angry?" Fang Mingkong said quickly.

"In the end, when we didn't hear it, they would definitely suspect that maybe that person was testing us." Yi An said: "We must show that we are not afraid of them. Apart from being stronger, we can do anything else. At this time, we cannot show weakness and fear. I am afraid that they will test me, so I will make them dare not test."

"But your performance is really likely to anger them, if it angers them..."

"What kind of identity is used to pretend, you must have any words and deeds. Only in this way can you deceive those people. The words and deeds are united, otherwise it will be awkward and will be seen by others." Yi An was well-behaved and obedient in front of Yi Yan. Now facing Fang Mingkong, who is bigger than her, actually showed a completely different temperament, and he did not look like a person from a small place at all.

"How do you know these? Although I know that I can't be afraid at that time, how can I control it if I am afraid?" Fang Mingkong said with some shame.

"Those were taught by my brother. I remember he said that many times the more he feared, the more he would just fall into the abyss of fear. I really don't know what my brother had experienced when he left home and went to Yunnan. If I had known that when he asked me, I wouldn't say I would go to Yunnan, but I should say I went to Bailu Academy." Her words behind her were a little lost, as if she was talking to herself.

On the other hand, Daoyangzi drew his sword and fought for life and death in the face of Yi Yan's disagreement, and the sword in his hand was also unsheathed.
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