I practice ruthless way

Snow from the north of Mianshui, one after another, all the way down to the south of the mainland.

On the Gushan Mountain in the east, all the peaks have white heads, but the sword of the town school on Mingguang Peak is not stained, and it turns a little bit like a crow.

There are people from all major sects, either with high realm or high position.The visitors don't talk about happy events, the people who greet the door don't wear bright clothes, and the mountains and the mountains are all plain.

The sky is cloudy, the insects and birds are silent, the faces of people are bitter and solemn, the wind blows the snow inside and outside the ancestral hall, and there are faint lights and candles.

This is the funeral of Ling Guangjun Yan Wushu, the master of Xueyi Peak in Gushan Mountain.

The gate of the mountain was not open, and those who could not go up to the lonely mountain kowtowed their heads outside the mountain to express their condolences. The crowd was like a long dragon.

The place on the hall is a sword.

Three feet and three inches of blue frost and bright snow, the sword is named Tiandi Chaolai.

It's the sword rising, the sky earthquake, and the tide of the rivers and lakes coming.

Yan Wushu did not leave a body behind, and Gushan took it as a memorial.Qu Hanxing knelt in front of the sword, Fu Zhu was on his left, and Rong Yuan was on his right.

After that, there are people from Gushan and guests from various sects.

Xiao Man stopped Yunfeng.

There are no clouds on the Yunfeng Peak, and the wind in the mountains is strong, blowing the white snow in disorder.

The flowers of the peach grove in the stream withered for a long time, and the lotus planted in the pond outside the window of the small building also withered early.A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the water, and the snow bloomed on it, which seemed to bloom into lotuses again.Xiao Man stared for a moment, turned away, and looked around slowly.

It is clearly still late autumn, but the scenery is all winter, and everything is bleak.But Xiao Man looked at it for a long time, and when the bell sounded in the distance, he raised his sleeves and walked out of the mountain.

One person suddenly came to his side, Xiao Man turned his head to look, it was the head of the sect, Shen Yiru, Xiao Man's senior senior sister, and Yan Wushu's senior uncle.

Xiao Man stopped and called "Senior Sister Shen" to pay tribute.

Shen Yiru replied "Junior Brother", and handed something to Xiao Man.

It is a white jade ring, against the background of the fine snow, it is shiny and soft and shimmering - Yan Wushu's Qiankun Ring.

"He definitely hopes that you keep all these things." Shen Yiru said.

Xiao Man's refusal was without hesitation, "It doesn't matter where I am or where I am."

His gaze was very calm, his tone was very calm, and the silence was cooler than the lightly fluttering snow.

After the battle in the wilderness, many people expressed their condolences to him, saying that Mr. Lingguang has made great contributions and can be as good as the sky.Xiao Man didn't make any statement on this, he was cold and alienated, and refused to respond.

So those people don't come anymore.

They all said behind the scenes that the guy on Tingyun Peak was too cold, but only Qu Hanxing and Bie Beilou realized that Xiao Man was not cold-tempered now, but that the thread that had been holding him was broken in this world of mortals. .

The place we are in is too high, and the heights are too cold.

"Junior brother, look at the snow falling on the earth."

Xiao Man's answer was within Shen Yiru's expectation, she smiled with a slight sigh in her smile.

"Some people think it is better than cold plums, pure and clean, and put it into paintings and use it to make tea; some people think it is no different from sand and dust, and it is very annoying to spend effort to sweep it when it is clear and snowy. Different people have different opinions. In my opinion, they are in your hands and are the best destination."

She kept on handing things to Xiao Man.

A snowflake fell, and when it was about to approach, it was blocked by the spiritual energy flowing on it.

Xiao Man was silent for a moment, and took the ring into his hand.

The Qiankun Ring could not be put into another Qiankun Ring, so after thinking about it, Xiao Man put it on the middle finger of his left hand, and put it together with the one on his index finger.

Shen Yiru took out another object, "This is his sword."

The tide of heaven and earth came to the sword.

——In the ancestral hall in the distance, the funeral is still going on, and the ones for people to worship have been replaced with spiritual tablets.Mingsha Shuangxue's sword was sheathed, and the fringe on the hilt shook lightly, and another snowflake fell.

"This is what you really want me to accept." Xiao Man pointed out Shen Yiru's thoughts, "Qu Hanxing and Rong Yuan are his apprentices, now Qu Hanxing has a sword, but Rong Yuan doesn't have it yet, this sword , it should be his responsibility."

Shen Yiru was speechless for a moment, then nodded and said, "Junior Brother is right."

"Farewell." Xiao Man lowered his eyes and walked forward.

Shen Yiru didn't stop him, but asked behind him, "Little Junior Brother, where are you going?"

Plain clothes are flying, white snow is drifting, Xiao Man doesn't answer.

"Some people say that Lord Lingguang's word Lingguang should be changed to Qitian." Shen Yiru said again, when she said this, what she looked at was not Xiao Man, but the sky above her head.

"He is taller than the sky."

Xiao Man kept walking, leaving the word cold.

when--

Another clear bell rang, resounding through the lonely mountain and spreading throughout the world.

A few days later, the extreme north.

The wind and snow were very heavy, the surrounding fields were frozen, and there was no way to move forward. Looking around, there was no living thing, not even a blade of grass.

Xiao Man walked here, the wind and heavy snow did not hinder his footsteps, and the only one in plain clothes fluttered around.

What he stepped on was the road to heaven.It's not the one that the practitioners took when they ascended, but the road that the believers of heaven once kowtowed to pay homage to, but tens of thousands of years ago, this road was cut off.

It is claimed to be cut off to the outside world, but it is actually hidden. If you want to find this way, you need a great opportunity.It took Xiao Man a few days to set foot on it, because the red dust in his hand was guiding him.

He didn't think about the reason, and just walked forward.

There is no alternation of day and night here, no matter what time it is, it is all blank, the passage of time is difficult to calculate, Xiao Man does not know how long he has walked, maybe it has been a few days, or maybe only a few hours, the rare, unchanging scenery makes people He is bored.

Xiao Man stopped, breathed out slowly, and raised the sword in his hand.

A sword of light and cold.

The snow and ice shattered under the sword, and with the bang, the mountains and rocks in all directions returned to their original colors.

The world is shaking.

The next moment, Liu Guang landed on the ground as an adult, and yelled at Xiao Man, "Who dares to act presumptuously in front of the Temple of Heaven!"

"So this is here, where is the way of heaven?" Xiao Man looked at the person opposite and asked, there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he only cared about this question.

The visitor was wearing silver armor, grabbed a knife from the void, and yelled, "Disrespectful!"

This person is probably the guard here.

When Xiao Man heard these two words, he turned slightly to see Hongchen Jianfeng.

He was about to draw his sword again. At this time, He Wen heard a voice from a distance saying, "Let him come over."

"Yes." The guard reluctantly withdrew his knife and turned sideways to make way.

Xiao Man took a step forward.

The situation in front of him suddenly changed, and it became a spring forest and clear stream, and the palace was quiet.

Xiao Man took another step and entered the palace gate.

There was no one in the hall, and there was a chair hanging high in the south. He glanced at it and stood in the center like this, holding a long sword in his hand, not moving.

Not long after, a person who looked like a child came out from behind, seeing Hongchen on Xiao Man's hands, his brows were furrowed, and his neck shrank back.

"Heaven?" Xiao Man asked coldly.

"It's me." The child nodded, using rather old-fashioned words.

He is the incarnation of consciousness in this world, the way of the sky, and he can't tell the depth of his cultivation, but when he puts on his face and puts on airs, he reveals the majesty of a superior.

But Xiao Man glanced over lightly, and the child's frame collapsed.After he sat in that chair, he twisted uncomfortably, coughed, and said:

"I know your name, Xiao Man, there has been a fierce battle in the world, I..."

At the beginning of the long narration, Xiao Man didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, and asked directly, "13 years ago, you asked Jidong Wudao to go to the Jokhang Temple to deliver a letter, saying that according to the mirror of the world, Yan Wushu and I had a marriage relationship. Is this relationship true or false?"

In these years, no one has probably been so presumptuous in front of Tiandao. Xiao Man's attitude made him obviously dissatisfied, and he even lowered his voice a little, "I'm not telling lies, you are indeed reflected in the mirror of the world." The two are destined."

"There is fate." There can be many kinds of fate, and marriage is just one of them.Xiao Man repeated the word in a low voice, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Tiandao in the chair shrank visibly, feeling a little guilty.

Xiao Man didn't bother with him at this time, and said in a low voice, "You are the way of heaven, Xuantian Continent, you are the highest, but whether a person can ascend is not up to you. Yan Wushu attracted a lot of attention during the battle with Shitian. Feisheng Leijie, if he leaves, no one in this world can kill Shi Tian."

After hearing this, Tiandao immediately shook his head and corrected, "No, it was the two of you who killed Shi Tian. Without you, Ling Guang-jun would not have been able to do this."

"Because he and I are indispensable, so you tied us together so many years in advance." Xiao Man looked at the opposite person coldly.

Tiandao lowered his eyes, grabbed the hem of his sleeves with his hands, murmured his lips for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Please forgive me."

Xiao Man knew that he was right, the relationship between him and Yan Wushu was not destined from the beginning.

A strong relationship.

There was no sadness in his heart, not even any emotional fluctuations, and his tone became weaker and weaker.

"I should have died a long time ago. Shi Tian wants to build a kingdom of Buddha on the Xuantian Continent, and he cannot do without my strength, so he won't let me die."

"What about you? As the Dao of Heaven, you who coexist with this world, if this world is destroyed by Shi Tian, ​​you who will perish along with you, do you want me to die?"

Although the tone of the words was light, almost nothing, but the content of the words was heavy, and Tian Dao couldn't say anything for a long time.He sat in the chair with his head down for a while, got up and walked down, saluted Xiao Man, and said:

"Yes, the reason why you can be reborn is because of my handwriting."

Xiao Man remained silent, staring at him with cold eyes.

The child felt uncomfortable when he saw him. After walking around the hall for a few times, he suddenly jumped, smashed the pot and said, "I really have no choice! The Red Flame Emperor Buddha wants to destroy the world, I can't just watch it Perish - not only the common people are slaughtered, but I will also disappear!"

"But I can't directly intervene! I do have your unrivaled power in many matters, but it is a matter of my own survival, but there is nothing I can do. Send you back ten years ago, let you and Ling Guang-jun advance Being a couple is the limit of what I can do!"

"Advance?" Xiao Man picked out some two words in his words.

The child was stunned, realizing that he had missed something, slumped his shoulders, and pondered over his words for a long time, "...you and him do have such a relationship—if you follow the trajectory of the last time. But it's hard to say now, you have been reborn once. , the line of fate has become blurred, and even I can't see the way forward."

"Okay." Xiao Man said, his voice was cold and clear, and its texture was like ice.

Leave when you're done.

When he was about to step over the threshold, he heard Tiandao's hesitant voice

"...You, do you have anything else you want to ask? You saved this land and me. You are mine and my benefactor. You can ask a few more questions, and even make some requests. But not too much…”

Before Tiandao could say the word "Fen" at the end, Xiao Man suddenly turned around and came back.

Seeing Hongchen handing it out from his hand, his whole body was black, and he couldn't see the subsequent movements clearly. It was so fast, so fast that he hardly made any movements. He stood there without moving.

But half a moment later, countless cold lights exploded in the palace, the lights were connected into pieces, beams and columns collapsed, and the roof and walls collapsed.

When Tiandao reacted, he was sitting in a cloud of smoke and dust, covered in sand and sawdust, in a state of embarrassment.

Tiandao stared at Xiao Man's back outside the palace, almost piercing his eyes, then jumped up violently, and roared angrily, "Are all the masters of the world like this? But every practitioner, who sees me, who is not respectful? Only You alone—the last one came and directly broke my cultivation base, causing me to have to reshape my body, this... this one dares to demolish my house!"

"Xiao Man, you bastard—even if I can't directly intervene, you don't want to ascend in this life!"

When Tiandao said this, Xiao Man had already walked away.

Tongtian Road was quiet and cold, and the scenery remained unchanged. He walked against the way he came, his plain white clothes rose and fell, and he disappeared in an instant.

So what if Heaven doesn't allow you to ascend?Xiao Man didn't care at all.