The gentleman is to blame

"Su doesn't know that he has so many enemies." A man walked slowly, with gray hair and an old face, but his eyes revealed capable and slightly gloomy.

Holding an altar of wine in his hand, he said, "Come here today to pay homage to the deceased, but the mourning hall is too noisy, so I won't go. I am more familiar with this place, and I like the scenery." Then he sprinkled the wine in the altar on the Inside the Hibiscus Garden.

Xie Nangui said helplessly, "Do you still have an old friend? Qiao Hanyan?"

Unexpectedly, Su Mian nodded solemnly, "Han Yan, after listening to my words, he sacrificed blood to the Song Mansion. He has practiced diligently over the years and provided me with a lot of resentment. Of course, he even gave me a lot of money in this worldly life." .Speaking of which, he is kind to me."

When Song Huaizhen heard the phrase "Blood Sacrifice to the Song Mansion", he felt depressed, and Xie Nangui gently touched his hand.

Su Mian said, "Today is the anniversary of my old friend's death, so I don't want to go to war."

Xie Nangui said, "Are you really here to pay homage to Qiao Hanyan? What's the matter, Qiao Hanyan is dead, and you haven't collected enough grudges?"

Su Mian said, "I have always been very attached to the scenery of this place. As for Qiao Hanyan's family and disciples, I should care about it. So I drew the formation in the front hall, and there should be a reaction in a short while."

Song Huaizhen asked anxiously, "Is it the blood sacrifice formation?" Qiao Qiao, Liu Chen and everyone in Xinliu Villa are still there.

"You are lying, Su Mian." Xie Nangui said.

Su Mian smiled softly, the smile made people feel very gloomy. "I don't want to disturb my old friend."

Xie Nangui looked at Su Mian and said, "Are you sure you don't want to bother your old friend today?"

Su Mian shook her head, and said, "Fallen Immortal's magic weapon is a medium of resentment. In the past, Fallen Immortals always carried swords, zithers, books, etc. with a certain amount of spiritual power. Simply put, they are similar to Wall Yin. Most of the magic weapons have been lost now. When it was my turn to become a fallen fairy, there was nothing with spiritual power. But I found that living people can also be used as a medium, and the spiritual energy is thin, but people themselves are not a part of the spirit What?

I worked hard, did many experiments, and killed many people before I found a body that could carry the power of resentment.After that, I had to talk to the owners of these shells again, trying to get their consent.But after doing so much, I found that in the end, none of them could truly bear the power of resentment, not be eaten back by the power of resentment, and none of them could be used by me.

Qiao Hanyan wanted fame and fortune, but her desires were hard to fill, and her backlash was severe.Collected more than 20 years of resentment for me, and died.Nangui is indifferent and peaceful, but it is a pity that it has never been used by me, devouring the soul?Being able to absorb the grievances of those half-dead people is already a great compromise. "

Suddenly, the sound of fighting and shouting came from the villa.

When Su Mian heard the sound, there was a little excitement on her face, and then it disappeared.

Song Huaizhen and Xie Nangui rushed to the mourning hall.

I saw blood pouring everywhere, a man in black, holding a sharp sword, was fighting with the disciples of Xinliu Villa who were average in martial arts, Liu Chen and Qiao Qiao also picked up their swords and started to stop the man in black from committing murder in the villa.

Song Huaizhen looked at the figure of the shadow man, and already had a rough idea of ​​who it was.

Sure enough, is it senior brother?

It seems that this is the right medium Su Mian has found.

At this time, Fu Wenyuan was no longer the little brother Song Huaizhen used to be when he was a child. He practiced swords strictly, with serious and focused eyes, a somewhat stern but kind young boy.Nor was it the disheveled, down-and-out frustrated young man seen in the western suburbs. His eyes were chaotic and bewildered at that time.

At this moment, Fu Wenyuan's eyes were firm, and his swordsmanship was exquisite and beautiful, ever-changing. Rather than killing people, it was better to say that he was performing. Rather than saying that this person is a human being, it is better to say that he is also a sword, and the human sword is one.

Xie Nangui looked at Fu Wenyuan, he should have combined resentment and swordsmanship.Practice internal force with resentment force, and strengthen swordsmanship with internal force.Song Huaizhen once told him that the sword practiced by Fu Wenyuan is called Wuyun Swordsmanship, and the inner strength method written by Huixin is called "Kongdao".Taken together, the five aggregates are really empty, but it is not the five aggregates of Buddhism are empty, but a sharp blade that has lost its will and is completely dedicated to the way of swordsmanship.

What people pursue is very different.A's honey, B's □□.All I want is to take good care of my parents and save the people I save with my own strength.But Fu Wenyuan doesn't care about everything, he only cares about the sword, and the sword is his way.However, the backlash brought about by this resentment depends on how much he can bear.

Song Huaizhen uses spiritual power to consume resentment power to achieve balance.Seems to be the safest so far.

For the time being, I can receive and release it at will, relying on my mind, I can suppress it, and I am infinitely close to a fallen fairy, but it is not a fallen fairy.I don't know which day I will lose my mind.

Qiao Hanyan is the best example of the body unable to bear the grievance and began to collapse.

Fu Wenyuan, in order to seek the way of the sword, has also embarked on this road now, but he doesn't know that if one day he is like Qiao Hanyan, will he regret it in his heart?Or throughout his life, just a sharp sword that will never collapse.

Liu Chen, Qiao Qiao, and everyone in Xinliu Villa are no match for Fu Wenyuan.I vaguely heard Qiao Qiao yelling "Brother Fu, why are you like this?"The sound was immediately drowned in the sound of fighting.

Seeing this scene, Xie Nangui and Song Huaizhen were about to step forward when they heard screams from all around them. Several young disciples in Xinliu Villa were struggling, lying on the ground, crawling all over the ground, their skin gradually became dry and cracked, and then shrunk, as if they were being killed by monsters. Like sucked dry.

Fu Wenyuan was devouring souls.

Without any scruples, Xie Nangui took out his folding fan, exerted his resentment, and released the silver needle.Fu Wenyuan blocked them one by one with his soft sword.Although Xie Nangui's martial arts is not as good as Fu Wenyuan, who is number one in the world, he is close to the body of a fallen immortal, and Fu Wenyuan is no match for him now.Song Huaizhen ran forward to help the injured disciple, pulled out the talisman, and quickly pressed it on the struggling few people, blocking the extraction of the living soul.

Song Huaizhen looked back at the indifferent senior brother who looked as usual, and said, "From today onwards, we will cut off our friendship."

Fu Wenyuan's face was slightly lonely, he turned around immediately, and wanted to leave Xinliu Villa.Seeing this scene, Xie Nangui quickly followed, and Song Huaizhen followed along.

After leaving Xinliu Villa, Fu Wenyuan gradually slowed down his pace, and just after taking a few steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood.After walking a few more steps, I found that the speed of my qinggong was extremely slow, and I couldn't perform some moves.He panicked, tried his luck, and found nothing.He raised his sword and attacked Xie Nangui, with no internal energy and messy moves.

Fu Wenyuan was anxious and continued to exercise, but found nothing.In a hurry, he spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.Xie Nangui used a folding fan to place needles, Fu Wenyuan dodged a few of them instinctively, but as his speed became faster and faster, he couldn't dodge, and was actually pierced into his body by many silver needles.

Fu Wenyuan just sat on the ground with a blank face.

I agreed to Su Mian, bear the power of resentment, use the power of resentment to practice the emptiness of wisdom, in exchange, help Su Mian win the living soul, and volunteered to become the medium of the fallen immortal.Why can't I suddenly use any sword skills?

"The Empty Path" is an inner strength mental method that cannot be practiced without spiritual power.Huixin told herself that day, if it was in ancient times or the prehistoric period, even if there was no spiritual power, it would still be a demon.It's a pity that he can neither become a fairy nor a demon now.

Fu Wenyuan felt pain in his heart. All he wanted in his life was the way of swordsmanship.Unexpectedly born at the wrong time, struggling in vain.Huixin didn't use his spiritual power, and used ordinary moves to fight against him for a long time. Fu Wenyuan could even beat Huixin with one and a half moves.

But he felt that it was not enough, so he insisted on watching "The Empty Road".Huixin had no choice but to lend him "The Empty Way" to read.It was at that time that Fu Wenyuan forced himself to write down all the contents of "The Empty Way".

I practiced with the power of resentment that is opposite to my spiritual power. I feel that my talent is extremely high, and I have already comprehended most of it.Originally, Su Mian had to practice in the room, but Su Mian asked him to come to Xinliu Villa to capture the living soul, and he had already promised him that he had to do it, otherwise the resentment in his body would be out of balance, and his life would be worse than death.

But he never expected that there is no imbalance of resentment in his body, and there is no problem in swallowing the living soul, but his own martial arts can't use a single move.

Fu Wenyuan had a very terrible conjecture, but he didn't want to admit it at all.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xie Nangui stepped forward to hold Fu Wenyuan's pulse, and said clearly, "Mr. Fu, your martial arts have been completely abolished."