I have a role in the heavens

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a scholar who has determined since childhood to become a famous civil servant who governs the country through the ages, regrets that he can only clean one house and never conquer the world, or is he unable to get the forgiveness and return of the person he cares about in the end? The figure that haunted him never made him regret marrying her even if he did such despicable things. Back then, he fell in love with this woman at first sight. In order to save her, he even went to kneel down and beg for her, which he had always looked down upon. ancestors.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family, was extremely talented, but he squandered all his natural resources, abandoned martial arts and embraced literature, and fell in love with a woman who didn't love him. This woman even half-forced and half-voluntarily became his ancestor's dual cultivation cauldron. , which made him, the proud son of heaven, the laughing stock of his family, and even his only daughter looked down upon him. He studied hard for twenty years and made numerous plans, and finally became a Confucian sage, even killing his relatives and ancestors, sweeping away the heavy snow in one fell swoop. The darkness and filth on the terrace give back the name of Huishan as a blessed land of purity.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng is pitiful! sad! hateful! respectable!

Xu Zongjia looked at the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Snake in front of him. His mind was spinning so many times in the blink of an eye. He looked at the heartbroken girl crying, and listened to a slightly regretful sigh coming from his ears. After all, he couldn't stand idly by.

Xu Zongjia broke through the purple lightning snakes that filled the sky, stepped into the catastrophe of Daxueping, and disappeared in front of everyone.

Xu Fengnian looked at the figure disappearing in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help but feel puzzled. He knew that Xu Zongjia had always had nothing to do with himself, and had a cold and indifferent temperament. He was indifferent to everything and people. Sometimes Xu Fengnian also suspected that Xu Zongjia was It’s not that the human nature disappears and the divinity is revealed due to cultivation, that’s why he is so indifferent. He is not at all like a scholar who wants to cultivate himself, manage his family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. He is more like the clay sculpture of the divine child in the temple. Looking down at the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy of all living beings with cold eyes.

This is why Xu Fengnian often joked with Xu Zongjia that he would become a statue of a god enshrined in the temple. It was not just a joke, but Xu Fengnian’s sincerity was contained in it, but it sounded like a mockery and a joke. Xu Zongjia also Knowing everything.

Naturally, Xu Zongjia was not a person who studied, practiced Taoism and practiced Zen and became an emotionless wood sculpture and clay body. It was just that the ambitions in his heart were very involved, which ordinary people could not know. They could only laugh at Xu Fengnian's teasing and joking.

The catastrophe passed in a flash. On the vast snowy plain, there was no more thunder, only the wind and rain remained. In the end, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the only one left, truly alone.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan seemed to have died together, with no bones left and not even ashes left. Even Xu Zongjia, who finally stepped into the catastrophe, was nowhere to be seen.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned, he let out a heartbreaking hoarse cry and fell into the rain. Xu Fengnian slowly walked into Daxueping and saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng curled up there sobbing, with mixed feelings.

Xu Fengnian sighed, took the paper umbrella from Qingniao's hand, and walked over to hold the umbrella for her. It was not for her, but because of what Xuanyuan Jingcheng did, Xu Fengnian deserved this little effort for the daughter of this Confucian sage.

The rain is still heavy. She didn't get up, so Xu Fengnian kept holding the umbrella.

The old sword god Li Chungang looked at this scene and his eyes widened.

Then his eyes became sad and lonely, filled with memories and memories.

That year, when I carried the woman on my back to the Demon-Slaying Platform, it was still raining heavily, and I still held an umbrella.

The world doesn't know that this sword god was misunderstood by Qi Xuan frame back then. It doesn't matter if the wooden horse and the ox are broken, and it doesn't matter if he only has one arm. These are not the reasons for Li Chungang's great decline, even if he was trapped under the Tingchao Pavilion for twenty years. Years ago, Li Chungang never got out of his inner prison.

Originally, I was invincible against the world, so what should I do against myself?

Li Chungang thought of Lupao'er's face when she was dying. At that time, she could no longer utter a single word and her cherry lips were twitching. But thinking about it today, wasn't it the word "no regrets"? !

Li Chungang walked to the edge of Daxueping Cliff, behind him were the man and woman holding umbrellas just like he and the woman in green robes.

When a sword pierced her heart, she once said with a pale smile: "If God didn't give birth to you, Li Chungang, it would be boring."

Li Chungang shouted loudly: "Here comes the sword!"

If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Chungang, I would have seen eternity like a long night!

Hundreds of swords from all the swordsmen in Huishan were unsheathed and flew towards Daxueping. The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain all took out their sheaths and flew towards Guniu Dagang. Two flying swords. Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

On this day, the sword god Li Chungang entered the realm of land sword immortal again.

Xu Fengnian suddenly raised his head and looked at the dense clouds of flying swords that filled the sky, covering the sky and the sun, darkening the entire snow plain, like dark clouds covering the Golden Crow.

The old sword god unexpectedly returned to the realm of sword immortals today. The earth-shattering events happened one after another today, which made Xu Fengnian unable to react. Staring at this scene, his scalp exploded, his blood flowed, and he looked stupid, muttering to himself: " Mom, I can’t reward you for this technical work.”

The two guests who were lucky enough to escape the disaster looked at each other in horror. Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who had entered the realm of Confucian sage through a side door, was annihilated in ashes. Why did another sword immortal appear?

There was once a secret in the world that the three religions reached the realm, and the Confucian saint connected the heaven and the earth with his majestic aura, so he said that the Dharma Sui was like the constitution of heaven. Only then did Xuanyuan kneel down in front of the city to worship the emperor and the empress, and uttered the word "wishing for death", which attracted the world. The thunder from the sky, as thick as the mountains, is an example. The Taoist Great Immortal can make prophecies come true with one word, so he can use the curse to kill demons and eliminate demons, and do justice for heaven. Many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism have made great wishes, and their words can shake the three thousand worlds. Li Chungang's methods are certainly the same, and he is worthy of being a swordsman.

Even Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was as miserable as Xuanyuan Qingfeng, stopped crying at this time and stared blankly at the magnificent scene in front of him, unable to speak for a long time.

Xu Fengnian looked at the eldest lady who had come to her senses and couldn't help comforting her.

"Don't be too anxious to be sad first. Things may turn around, and you may not die if you choose Mr. Yuan!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was puzzled and looked at Xu Fengnian with blurry eyes. He didn't know why he said such shocking words. Not even Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a Confucian sage, could resist the catastrophe just now. What unexpected turn of events could come to Xuanyuan Qingfeng? Feng's expression was dull, and he looked more fragile and cute than before.

Xu Fengnian shifted his gaze unnaturally and looked at Li Chungang in front of the cliff. He curled his lips and said in confusion.

"Although I don't know why that boy Xu Zongjia is so crazy that he actually takes action!"

Xu Fengnian still seemed to be shocked by Li Chungang's change. What he said in his mouth did not match the preface and the follower. He said to himself: "The sound of the sword is really majestic and domineering. If you can still go to Longhu Mountain with the sword, you will be really awesome." Come on, let’s see if those tough-nosed old guys in Tianshi’s Mansion are still arrogant!”