Su Xuan began to concentrate on research and create exercises.

He didn't have any ambitions for this martial arts, neither wanted to uphold justice, nor did he try to dominate the martial arts.He is more like a technical geek, taking advantage of the ten years that the plot has not covered, he wants to create this exercise completely, and then bless it on Xiao Li Feidao, and then calmly interpret himself The script that was written.

All the fame, wealth and glory in this world are not worth mentioning to him.Even if he finally stands on the peak of the lonely frost and snow that no one can match, the weight to him is not as heavy as a feather in the wind.

But he still has a script waiting for him to act, a script completely directed by him.

How far can a traveler who has known all the plots before can do in more than 20 years?Su Xuan can set an example for you.

Under the protection of Su Xuan, the Qinglong Society hid itself, absorbed the blood of the Demon Cult, and absorbed all the strength left by Wang Lianhua, and gradually grew into the hideous appearance of a behemoth in the dark, and finally became the sharpest sword in Su Xuan's hands.

Tianshu, who finally survived among the seven, was no longer the trembling little leader of the past. After time, he became more calm and silent.He fanatically revered Su Xuan who led him to shape the huge green dragon. He never refused any order from Su Xuan. Go all out.

He had seen with his own eyes that Su Xuan used the Persian insanity technique left by Lianhuazi to make it superb, without trace, without sound, changing the mind of the captive like spring wind and rain, and even a genius from heaven to improve and combine it to achieve a state of mind like a god. The realm of demonic terror.As long as he thinks, he can make the loving lover who is just gluey and willing to die for the other party fight to the death like killing his father and enemy in the blink of an eye, wishing to tear and bite off the flesh from the other party; It was so cold that he shivered, his body was frostbitten, and in the end he died in the cold with his lips covered in icicles and his face covered with icy scum. He even tricked a young man who had a genocide against Qinglong into the most loyal thug of Qinglong, and was willing to fight for him. An understatement of a sentence, fighting for life, willing to become even the most inconspicuous small scale on the huge dragon of the Azure Dragon Society.

As long as he can see with his own eyes the huge and majestic figure above the nine heavens when the green dragon plundered the world, he is willing to give everything, just like Tianshu at this time.

He didn't know that these were Su Xuan's few tastes before he created that exercise, and the Persian soul-absorbing technique left by Lianhuazi was at best one of its methods.

This is a mysterious and fine operation of mental power, a little negligence can make the manipulated person lose his sobriety and go crazy for a lifetime.The corpses of many experimenters brought back from the Azure Dragon Society were the result of the initial failure.

Maybe he once suspected that Su Xuan changed his mind without him knowing, but it's really not a big deal.Tianshu even secretly raised a secret joy from the bottom of his heart. If... this can make the young master have a little more trust in him, it will be enough to make him feel grateful and ecstatic.

Faith is enough to make a person wholeheartedly, prostrate in front of a god, and feel supreme happiness for it.

In fact, Tianshu did not guess wrong. In the early days of the Qinglong Society, in order to ensure his loyalty, Su Xuan tried on him the Persian Dementia Curse that he had not practiced very well, but as the Qinglong Society took shape, he used his own The method of cultivation eliminates the influence of the mind-stealing technique.

It's not because of such a bloody excuse as wanting to see the true loyalty of his subordinates.People's hearts are the easiest to change. He doesn't want his future self to rely too much on this easy way to change people's hearts. This makes him worry that his future self will lose his sensitivity to people's hearts. Overly controlling self-esteem will erase his intuition for danger. For such a comprehensive character, it is tantamount to annihilation.

No one is a fool, this power will make him go to the opposite side of the whole world, and he cannot use it easily until he has no power to push everything across.

He remained as calm as ever.

Shockingly calm.

He can lose the means of bewitching people, he can lose this can be said to be a new technique in all the worlds after standing, and he can even lose the little yellow ball that will bring him the greatest opportunity, but he can't lose this mentality.

Techniques can be casted again, skills can be created again, the little yellow ball will be gone if it is gone (the little yellow ball fainted from crying), as long as Su Xuan is Su Xuan, the never lost Su Xuan, there will be no more in this world. Existence can crush him completely.

Like an epiphany, on the day when this new exercise was first formed, Su Xuan finally felt the thread that was always entwined on the flying knife in his sleeve, and it was broken!

He knew that he had finally completed the first and biggest problem he encountered when he came to this world, Xiao Li Fei Dao, and in his hands, he would finally show the invincible peerless power in Gu Long's original work. style!

If this little Li Feidao really belonged to Li Xunhuan's golden finger as he guessed, then his mission of coming to this world can be said to have been completed.

But there is still the following plot, the script written by him, and everything in this world, there are too many values ​​​​that have not been developed, and I am still immature. The deeper the better.

He stood in the cold morning breeze, standing quietly on the top of the mountain, looking at the round sun with some surprise, bit by bit, slowly rising from the depths of the clouds, coloring half of the sky red, and the ray of light coming in, The world is bright.

He has never felt that the world at this moment is so fresh, and everything in the world seems to be completely and clearly seen for the first time for him.He suddenly remembered the three realms proposed by the Zen master Qingyuan Xingsi, which are frequently quoted in many martial arts novels: the mountains are mountains, and the water is water; the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water; the mountains are not mountains. It is still a mountain, but the water is still water.

Tianshu stood behind him, facing the majestic sunrise of nature without even glancing over. He reported the results of the task ordered by Su Xuan, but saw his son's figure in white clothes in a daze, under the sunlight, The rising clouds gather and disperse, as if he can stand on the top of the clouds as long as he takes a step, and look down on the world of mortals like a fairy.

Talking about the sadness of brain-dead fans, it seems that the gods are going back to heaven today, what should I do if I am left alone?

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