"How did you do it so easily and say such arrogant words?" Jian Zu said in a daze.

Luo Feiyu raised his thumb and pointed at Ling Jianqiu, "Of course I learned it from my senior brother."

At this time, Ling Jianqiu also let out a sip of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

But I saw Mu Kexin.

But he glanced past Mu Kexin's eyes and looked at the sword ancestor in the distance, "Master."

Jianzu nodded slowly, "Thank you for the hard work over the years. You all have done a good job in what I want you two to accomplish."

Luo Feiyu was stunned. The thing his master had entrusted him was to hold the sword and return to Junshan, where the origin of the Jianjian Villa, to search for the immortals. But the final result was that he was defeated by Liu Zangfeng, so that the snow was not achieved.

Why did you end up with the word "very good" when you come to Master?

Ling Jianqiu asked directly: "Why?"

"The destruction of Emperor Jingyang was young and Loulan was mainly because of Emperor Wan Cheng's indifferentness. Except for him, the rest of the people played the most role of fueling the fire. Now the real culprit has died. You entered the capital with the sword this time, in fact, are not revenge, but deterrence and heartbroken." The sword ancestor said lightly: "At this moment, you have become a sharp sword rooted in Emperor Jingyang's heart. This sharp sword will eventually destroy his emperor's ambition. It is meaningless to kill or not kill."

"But there are reasons for all the sins and evils in the world." Ling Jianqiu shook his head.

"If I had not saved the world and was suspected by others, the army of the world would not have had the ambition to invade Loulan, and your parents would not have died." Jianzu lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "According to what you said, if you have any sins to ask, wouldn't it be better to ask me?"

Ling Jianqiu lowered his head and said, "I dare not."

"As for the woman who appears beside you, she is a good swordsman." The sword ancestor didn't raise his head, "But I want to know what you are going to do."

But Mu Kexin was still cold and frosty, and she didn't answer, as if this person was the Sword Ancestor or not had anything to do with her.

"I know your father." Mo Wendong suddenly said: "Your father is not as lonely as you seem. He actually values ​​feelings."

Muke's eyes trembled, "Feel?"

"When he climbed the Wanren Mu Peak, he made a promise to a woman: If he returns completely, he will return to Kunlun to marry her." Jianzu sighed, "But he still lost to me."

"What happened later?" Luo Feiyu was the one who answered the conversation.

"His original intention of becoming the number one in the world was to go to Changbai Mountain to take out Gu Han's sword, combine it with Kunlun's sheath, and give it to his lover as a wedding ceremony. In this way, the person he loved could adapt to the cold and live and die with him in Kunlun." The sword ancestor felt a little guilty when he said this, "But I didn't know this at first. I only remember that he left after he was defeated, but did not go to find his lover, but returned to Kunlun to practice swords."

Mu Kexin asked quietly, "Well, what's next."

"Later, his lover came to Kunlun to see him. He died less than a year. An ordinary woman has been beyond the will of an ordinary person after a year. How could she survive the continuous wind and snow for years and spend the rest of her life with him?" Jian Zu shook his head.

"What a pity." Luo Feiyu sighed, but suddenly remembered something again, "It's all your fault, Master. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have ended up like this tragic ending!"

"The Immortal Lord is so competitive. If I intend to lose to him, he will definitely be insulted and will only backfire." The Sword Ancestor smiled bitterly and looked at Mu Kexin. "The reason I told you this is probably because I saw your lonely cold, so I remembered him from it."

"In other words, if he had no feelings, how could he have you?"

"So, this is emotion." Mu Kexin nodded thoughtfully and looked at Ling Jianqiu. But Ling Jianqiu closed his eyes again for some reason.

It seems that it is because the sword ancestor mentioned his duel with the Immortal Lord.

I want to use this to sharpen my sword.

"My mother often tells you stories to me." Gongsun Shilian came to Luo Feiyu.

"Since you have heard of my story, you should know that the situations I have created all originated from these stories. Why did your mother use you to break the situations I have created?" Jian Zu's eyes sternly shook.

"Since there are sinners in the world, there are naturally those innocent people." Gongsun Shilian held Jiang Mo's sword tightly, "I understand that everyone has their own obsession in their hearts. Those who are extremely sinful and evil are hateful, but why do those innocent people have to die?"

"What are you talking about?" Luo Feiyu looked confused.

The sword ancestor said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because this world is obtained by my wife's life and death. But what did she get? Is it the eternal wonder? Or the paradise she longed for? No, none of them! Not only was she accused of being a devil, but she was forced into a dead end by the world she loved, and she died because of this world! She no longer owe anything to the world, but this world has been betrayed her from beginning to end!"

"I agree with this. Even after I, a handsome young man, carried this broken sword, many people scolded me for being a little devil!" Luo Feiyu suddenly raised his hand, full of righteous indignation, "But Master, you have something wrong."

Jianzu asked, "Where is wrong?"

"No matter whether the master's wife becomes a devil or dies for the world, her original intention is to be able to last for the difficult and peaceful world in this world." Luo Feiyu said slowly: "Although we are in the world, I understand that what we need to do is not to let the people of the world be buried with the master's wife, but to protect the world with all our hearts."

"Too talk!" Jian Zu shouted violently.

The sword energy at this moment shocked Luo Feiyu, and even Gongsun Shilian had unexpectedly expected it. Fortunately, Liu Zangyue captured a fallen leaf and cut off the sword energy, which shocked the ground.

Liu Zangyue shouted in a low voice: "Master!"

"Is this the situation you have broken? You are very good." The sword ancestor looked at Gongsun Shilan coldly, "It is said that a gentleman's greed was cut for three generations, but the sword weapon building has been inherited for thirteen generations since the prosperous Tang Dynasty. It is really admirable. Lao Wu."

"Here is here!" Luo Feiyu said with a smile: "Thank you for your blessing, you are not dead yet!"

"I have understood one sentence for a long time, but I have been hesitating whether to tell you. But now it seems that it is necessary to tell you." The sword ancestor turned around and stopped looking at him, "We have finally embarked on a different path."

Luo Feiyu smiled and said, "Why?"

"Although the emperor is no longer the emperor of the past, the world is still the same world." Mo Wendong suddenly put away his chess pieces, "This world will eventually pay the price for what happened back then."

"If you want to stop it, you have to live well until that day."

Luo Feiyu looked at Mo Wendong's unidentified smile, and his eyes became cold involuntarily.
Chapter completed!