I am not a serious young man

The last death pass is quite interesting, its description reminds Zheng Jian of Ling Donglai, the supreme master.

Ling Dong came from within the Shijue Pass, and it was obvious that he would either sit down or be broken, and there was no other way to go.

The death level in "The Sword of Mercy" is somewhat similar to Ling Donglai's decisive level, but from Zheng Jian's point of view, the death level will not reach the broken level in the end.

Unless, like Yan Fei and others, they use external force to open the fairy gate!

After reading through, Zheng Jian slowly closed the "Cihang Sword Manual", and immediately got up, "Okay, return it to the original owner! Master Fanzhai, you can put it away."

Fan Qinghui's eyes almost popped out. She clearly watched Zheng Jian flip through the final death test, but why didn't this man respond at all?

At the beginning, Ning Daoqi was frustrated because he saw the death pass, and ended up vomiting blood!

"Could it be that this guy didn't understand at all?" Fan Qinghui thought disappointedly.

Concubine Shixuan was quite satisfied with this, and her expression relaxed a bit.

Zheng Jian looked at the innocent appearance of the concubine Xuan, smiled slightly, turned and went down the mountain.

"Today's Concubine Shixuan is more naive than in the original book, but this is pretty good, at least not as annoying as in the original book! It seems that turning her opponent into a sister has a great influence on her..."

……

Zheng Jian laughed and went out, and walked away. Fan Qinghui behind him stared at Zheng Jian's back, his face was distorted...

The resentment value from Fan Qinghui is +1999, +1999, +1999.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian's expression changed, and there was a strong wind behind him, accompanied by screams!

"You devil! Go to hell!" Fan Qinghui pierced Zheng Jian's back with his sword with indescribable resentment.

"No!" Shi Feixuan stood in the room with a cold body, watching Fan Qinghui rush towards Zheng Jian in shock.

Zheng Jian sensed it, and he just slashed with a sword.

The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh sounded, Zheng Jian didn't turn his head, and said, "There is more than a crime to live, and more than to die!"

It was because of Shi Feixuan's face that Zheng Jian resisted his murderous intentions against Fan Qinghui during the battle at Yuema Bridge.

It seems that he also flipped through the "Cihang Sword Code", but neither took it away nor damaged it.

But Zheng Jian didn't expect that Fan Qinghui would rush over madly and want to kill him. If he endured it any longer, he wouldn't be Zheng Jian...

"Do you think I've never killed anyone?" Zheng Jian withdrew his long sword and turned to look at the crumbling Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui stared at Zheng Jian resentfully, bleeding from her mouth, she had already been pierced through the heart by the long sword.

"Evil demons...heretics...everyone has to...and punish...! I...for...common people...eliminate demons...without...shocking..." Fan Qinghui finished speaking with force, and then slowly fall down.

"Master!" Shi Feixuan rushed out of the Jingzhai, looked at Fan Qinghui who was lying in a pool of blood, and burst into tears.

"You go!" She picked up Fan Qinghui's body, stared at Zheng Jiandao blankly, the look in her eyes almost disappeared.

Zheng Jian was silent. Seeing Shi Feixuan's expression, he suddenly understood why Fan Qinghui seemed to be dying.

What Fan Qinghui hated was not that Zheng Jian was flipping through the "Sword Code", nor was he taking away He Shibi, but what she hated was that Zheng Jian changed Shi Feixuan, what she hated was that Shi Feixuan didn't follow the path she arranged, and didn't win. Over 婠婠!

Ning Daoqi's retreat was the last straw that crushed Fan Qinghui's psychological defense. When she saw Zheng Jian watched "Sword Code" and was safe, Fan Qinghui had the will to die!

She couldn't accept the result of Cihang Jingzhai's failure!In order for Cihang Jingzhai to stand on the pinnacle of martial arts again and become a holy land of the White Dao, it must rely on Shi Feixuan!

But Shi Feixuan already has her own thoughts and ideas, not the blank paper before.

Fan Qinghui thought about it, but she could only use death to force Shi Feixuan to draw a clear line with Zheng Jian and Wan Wan, the demons and heretics in Fan Qinghui's eyes!

That's why she rushed over desperately to seek death.

After thinking about this clearly, Zheng Jian walked down the mountain slowly without saying anything.

Concubine Shixuan stared blankly at Zheng Jian's fading sadness, tears rolling down like beads with a broken thread.

"Master, why are you doing this..." Shi Feixuan is not stupid, on the contrary she is extremely intelligent, and at this moment she has figured out the meaning of Fan Qinghui.

"From now on... I won't go down the mountain again..." Shi Feixuan could no longer see Zheng Jian's back, and said to herself in a daze.

……

On the way down from Emperor Stepping Peak, Zheng Jian thought about it and couldn't help but sigh.

"Fuck! Hunting geese all day long, today I was pecked by geese..."

Originally, Concubine Shixuan had already lived out her own life, she was no longer the dull puppet in the original book, but just followed the line in Fan Qinghui's hand.

But now, Fan Qinghui used her life to ruin Shi Feixuan again!

The grace of upbringing, the grace of preaching and accepting karma is greater than heaven, Shi Feixuan can no longer be freed from the death of Fan Qinghui...

Fan Qinghui sacrificed her life with Zheng Jian's sword, so that Shi Feixuan could no longer face Houhou and Zheng Jian.

"Isn't this the way Mijue Shitai did it..."

"Fortunately I'm not Zhang Wuji!"

"After all, once some people miss it...it's so fucking thankful!" Zheng Jian muttered to himself.

……

Zheng Jian left Dita Peak, crossed the Qinling Mountains, entered Shu from Hanzhong, and finally reached Chengdu.

Chengdu is a land of abundance, with thousands of miles of fertile fields. In the late period of the Three Kingdoms period, the population dropped sharply due to years of war. However, now they are gradually recuperating and returning to prosperity.

On the outskirts of Chengdu, Zheng Jian walked along the small road, followed the address given to him by Lao Pei, identified the direction, and walked forward.

After turning over a mountain and turning a few more bends, the view suddenly opened up, but it was a river valley full of green bamboos.

"Old Pei really knows how to choose a place!" Zheng Jian walked through the bamboo forest with a sigh, and at the end, several bamboo houses came into view.

Zheng Jian smiled cheaply, took out the copper jar, and opened it.

In an instant, an evil spirit belonging to the evil emperor relic spread in the bamboo forest.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the bamboo house, and fell in front of Zheng Jian in an instant. It was dressed in sky blue robes, with white temples, and was dressed like a scribe.

"Evil Emperor Relic!" King Pei Xie stared at Zheng Jian and said in surprise.

"Are you surprised or surprised?" Zheng Jian said with a chuckle.

Lao Pei looked at the Evil Emperor's relic in front of him, and was a little moved: "Really... Didn't I tell you at the beginning, when I took the Evil Emperor's relic, I told my teacher that it would be all right. You even picked it up and sent it here. .”

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Chapter 225 This Is a Tibetan Poem

"Look at what you said! Isn't it just a relic of the evil emperor, how can I thank Master!" Zheng Jian laughed and handed the copper pot in his hand to Lao Pei.

The moment Lao Pei touched the copper pot, a strange aura rushed into his mind.

His expression changed, his aura became cold and evil, his eyes stared at Zheng Jian without emotion.

"Zheng..."

A string of zither sounds sounded from the bamboo house, and Lao Pei's expression seemed to change a little.

The sound of the piano gradually became soothing and warm, and Lao Pei's expression softened accordingly.

He woke up suddenly, looked at the Evil Emperor's relic in his hand, his expression was a bit dignified, "A little bit of evil spirit almost caused the Evil King to come out... But it's okay, once I absorb the essence, I can integrate the Evil King's personality into myself... ..."

Zheng Jian looked at Lao Pei, "Master, after absorbing this, you won't completely become an evil king, right?"

"Seven years ago, maybe it would! But now, after so many years of self-cultivation, the evil king's personality has not emerged for a long time, and this time it is just a moment of inattention and being affected by this thing." Lao Pei smiled, his face turned A bit of kindness emerges... a bit against harmony.

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said: "It seems that the strategy is very effective."

"Of course! Now Qingxuan is willing to call me daddy!" Lao Pei said proudly, looking like a daughter slave.

"Okay, okay, the things have been delivered, I will not disturb Master, you enjoy the family happiness, slip away..." Zheng Jian waved his hand, and was about to leave.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry to leave here? Qingxuan is also here, why don't you introduce you to me?"

Zheng Jian pondered again, and said, "Master, aren't you afraid that the cabbage you worked so hard to grow will be scooped up by me?"

Old Pei's face was serious, "How dare you!"

The resentment value from Pei Ju is +666.

Well, Shi Qingxuan is indeed Lao Pei's Achilles' heel!Even if the mental illness is cured, it will not change.

After asking about the location of the old Pei Yingui faction, Zheng Jian didn't stay any longer, and left Youlin Xiaogu directly.

When he came, Zheng Jian was still worried that Lao Pei would be affected by the evil emperor's relic, but now it seems that with Shi Qingxuan around, Lao Pei is definitely fine.

As for Lao Pei discovering that false memory later...

"Cut~ I had already left the world of Tang Dynasty at that time, could it be that Lao Pei came to chase and kill him across planes?"

What Zheng Jian didn't know was that when he left Youlin Xiaogu, Lao Pei stood behind and kept looking at him with a complicated expression.

"It's a fake show..." Lao Pei sighed. In the fifth year since he came to Youlin Xiaogu, his mental problems have been alleviated a lot.

Shi Qingxuan's piano sound had an excellent effect on Lao Pei, so that he could already suppress the personality of the evil king without the evil emperor relic, and of course he also discovered the problem in his own memory.

Some time ago, when he heard that the evil emperor's relic was born, he couldn't help but wanted to go to snatch it himself, but another voice in his heart stopped him.

In the end, Lao Pei still held back the idea of ​​going there in person.

When Zheng Jian took the evil emperor's relic into the Youlin Valley, Lao Pei realized that he had seen the right person!

Although the name of master and apprentice is false, at this moment, Lao Pei sincerely regards Zheng Jian as his successor.

Back at the bamboo house, Shi Qingxuan said calmly: "He left?"

Lao Pei nodded and said with emotion: "He sent the relic and left. This disciple is really incomprehensible to my father. He is usually absurd. He has the demeanor of his father back then. He will never go wrong at critical times. His future achievements , limitless..."

Shi Qingxuan smiled slightly, as if recalling the first time she met Zheng Jian in Luoyang. In other words, the only person who dared to stop her so abruptly was Zheng Jian from the beginning to the end...

Ten days later, Zheng Jian came to the Yingui sect.

If it wasn't for Lao Pei's guidance, Zheng Jian would never have found the Yingui sect's lair, damn it, it was hidden deeper than Lao Pei's secluded forest and small valley.

As soon as Zheng Jian's figure stepped into the range of the Yingui sect, he was immediately noticed by the Yingui sect, and they all felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Crooked melons and dates, dare to block my way! Hurry up and get out of the way!" Zheng Jian said lightly.

"Bitch, I haven't seen you for a while, you still look like a dog looking down on people!" Houhou's voice came, and at the same time, her figure also came from far to near, falling in front of Zheng Jian, naked The feet are like elves.

She waved her hand, and the rest of the Yingui sect's disciples dispersed one after another.

"I look down on dogs!" Zheng Jian said without showing weakness, "Also, you don't wear shoes all day, I'm curious, what would you do if you stepped on dog shit?"

婠婠: "..."

The resentment value from Houhou +999.

"You just stepped on dog shit! I hate it!" Houhou said angrily, but couldn't help laughing again, "By the way, I wrote a poem, do you want to listen to it?"

Zheng Jian was surprised when he heard the words: "You can also write poetry? Oh my god~ what!"

"Hmph, you are a dog who looks down on people! At least I am much better than your bullying poems! Listen carefully!" Wan Wan wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly.

"Okay, read it, I'll listen." Zheng Jian said with a smile, he was really curious.

"I want to look for you from thousands of miles away, and it's the same with my moods and sorrows. Happiness is short and the moon is white. Do you know who I am crazy about?" Looking at Zheng Jian, Wan Wan slowly groaned.

After Zheng Jian heard it, he said with a strange expression: "Tibetan acrostic? But I don't like you..."

Wan Hou said quickly, "No! This is not a Tibetan-initial poem. If you think too much, it is a Tibetan-end poem!"

Zheng Jian recollected it carefully, was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Yes, you, this counterattack is not bad!"

Wan Wan smiled triumphantly, "It's okay! Bitch, I think you look pretty when you smile."

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said, "What a coincidence! I think you look funny."

婠婠: "..."

The resentment value from Houhou +999.

Zheng Jian secretly smiled, to make you cry, no, I'll win back immediately!

Hou Hou glared at Zheng Jian bitterly, "A dog can't spit out ivory!"

Zheng Jian said with a smile: "You spit out dog teeth."

婠婠 is defeated...