The power of rebirth to rule the world

"What? The people from the Palace of Seven Kills are here now, what should we do?" the handsome man in black at the head asked.

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "The old man slipped his words after drinking, please forgive me!"

"Oh, a slip of the tongue after drinking, since you know it's a slip of the tongue, then you don't have to speak anymore."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the handsome man in black, and with a movement of his arm, something was put into the mouth of the man in green. The man in green was pinching his neck tightly with his hands, his face was flushed red, and his expression was extremely painful.Blood flowed out of his mouth continuously, and he whimpered and whimpered, but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

After a while, the man in Tsing Yi fell to the ground with his neck crooked, and everyone looked together, only seeing the half-corroded tongue on the ground. As for the man in Tsing Yi, he had already been thrown out by the envoy's subordinates.

Seeing this, everyone fell silent.

Simply, the envoy of the Hall of Seven Kills just sat for a while and then left. After he left, the restaurant resumed its bustle just now.As if the cruel scene just now didn't happen here, as for the man in Tsing Yi, no one cared.

"Hey, why is there still no movement in Guixianju? Didn't you hear that Guixianju in Guixianju celebrated his lover's birthday a few years ago? Why didn't you bring your lover to see such a lively event?" Waiting for the seven After the God of Plague from the Killing Palace left, a man in white said leisurely.

"You don't know that, Guixian has long since stopped asking about Jianghu affairs, no matter how lively the martial arts lord's election conference is, he will not go." Another guest said.

Speaking of the person who came to this year's martial arts conference, everyone was very excited, and all kinds of gossip spread.

"Speaking of which, this year's martial arts conference is really worth seeing. I heard that Broken Sword, the owner of the Mingjian Pavilion, had an epiphany on a set of swordsmanship a few years ago, which is very powerful." A man said mysteriously.

"If we talk about epiphany, I heard that the art-crazed scholar also had an epiphany on the fingering of the Dragon Yin Qin." Another man continued.

"What dragon's qin? Isn't the qin of the art-crazed scholar the long-lost Jiaowei qin?" the man asked suspiciously.

"There have long been rumors in the Jianghu that the art-crazed scholar's Jiao Weiqin has already been reborn. Now it is the most suitable name for the Dragon Yinqin. It is said that the art-crazy scholar who suddenly understood the fingering of the dragon's qin lost to Broken Sword. "

"Where did you hear this news?" Another person looked at the man in disbelief and asked.

The man saw others looking at him with disbelief, so he said a little arrogantly: "You don't know that, let me tell you, I got this from a guard in Guixianju a few days ago. You know, three years ago, the knight-errant Duanjian, the art-crazy scholar, and the old man Xidu met in a duel at Yunwu Mountain. With the later Mingjian Pavilion..."

"After that battle, the knight-errant Duanjian, the art-crazy scholar, and the old man Xidu took in the same apprentice. They only said that he was the beloved apprentice of the old man Guixian. As for the name of that person, no one knows."

"Presumably in a few years, there will be another great figure appearing in the world. He can be accepted as an apprentice by the old man of the cunning fairy, the sword-breaker of the knight, the scholar of art idiot, and the old man of Xidu at the same time. How can that person be an ordinary person!"

Hearing these rivers and lakes rumors, everyone sighed endlessly.

Guixianju.

This day is a very lively martial arts conference outside, but this huge strange fairy house is unusually clean.The old Xidu old man who used to play around with Fengruo went to the martial arts conference, and the knight Duanjian and the art-crazed scholar did not miss such a grand event.

This can make Fengruo very boring, alas, I usually think that smelly old man is annoying, but now that he leaves, he feels nothing interesting, and his heart is empty.Anyway, he was someone who had been with him for two years, so he left without saying hello. He was really afraid that the old man Xidu would never come back.Alas, if he doesn't come back, I'm afraid he will have a lot less fun in the future.Feng Ruo thinks so.

"Ruo'er, since you're bored, follow Master around." Seeing Feng Ruo's sleepy look, Old Man Guixian said.

"Yes, Master." As soon as Feng Ruo heard Guixian speak, he immediately followed the old man Guixian.

The old man Guixian climbed to the top of Yunwu Mountain step by step, and Fengruo followed the old man step by step without saying a word.

"Ruo'er, looking down from the top of this mountain, what do you see?" The sound of the wind on the top of the mountain blew up the black and white Taoist robe of the Old Man of the Strange Immortal, as if he would go away with the wind the next moment.Looking from a distance, there is a feeling of becoming immortal.

"The clouds and fog on the top of the mountain are so thick that Ruo'er can't see anything, but it seems that Ruo'er can see in her heart." Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the misty Yunwu Mountain, Feng Ruo was quite moved.

"The imaginary is real, and the real is imaginary. The illusory feeling on the top of the mountain is not the feeling of life. Ruo'er, you have to remember that the higher the top of the mountain you climb, the more blurred things you will see. In other words, It is said that the more difficult the thing you ask for, the more you lose. There are gains and losses, and the way of heaven has always been like this." The old man of Guixian stroked his snow-white beard and said inscrutablely.

"Ruo'er always remember Master's teaching." Feng Ruo said obediently.

"Xi Du, Yi Chi, and Broken Sword each taught you their lifelong knowledge. As a teacher, I hope you can always remember this kindness. No matter what happens in the future, please also remember this master-student relationship and forgive me more "The old man Guixian seemed to have remembered something, and said leisurely.

"Master..." Feng Ruo heard other meanings in the old man's words, but when he wanted to ask carefully, he found that the old man had disappeared from the top of the mountain.

"The way of heaven is impermanent, and it is difficult for people to resist the number of heaven." The words of the old man of the ghost fairy echoed on the top of the mountain.

Master always said such strange words, and every time he remembered something, Master disappeared.The way of heaven is impermanent, he still doesn't know.It is difficult for people to fight against the number of days, and he does not know.He only knew that he was reincarnated with the memories of his previous life in this life, because of the obsession in his heart.

Although he doesn't know what the master said today, since he said it today, he can easily remember it.He will never forget the kindness of the second master, the third master, and the fourth master in teaching him karma and resolving doubts in this life.

Whoever treats him well, although he sometimes refuses to admit it, but he is as clear as a mirror in his heart.Repaying kindness for kindness and revenge for revenge, no matter in the previous life or in this life, he is a person with clear grievances and grievances.

Even if the world is impermanent and something unpredictable happens in the future, he will still remember this kindness.Because of this kindness, I will forgive more.

third day.The art-crazed scholar and the old man Xidu returned to the Guixianju.Because the knight-errant Broken Sword won the first place and won the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he stayed in Yuqi Mountain Villa to handle some handover matters.The art-crazy scholar and the old man Xidu participated in this martial arts grand meeting, and they had a good discussion after returning.

"It's expected that Broken Sword won the first place in this martial arts competition. After all, the Canglong swordsmanship that I realized on the day of Broken Sword has become a set of both offensive and defensive swordsmanship after years of practice." The art-crazed scholar held a folding fan and said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about Broken Sword first, little old man, let's talk about the blood monk Jialuo. The blood monk Jialuo really lived up to his title of blood monk, bloodthirsty, cruel and heartless. Those decent people in the martial arts conference did not It's a bit strange to attack him." The old man Xidu said while pulling his gray beard.

"Blood Monk Jia Luo is a crooked demon, but don't forget that there were more than one evil person present that day. The envoy of the Palace of Seven Kills counts as one, the lord of the Linglong Palace, Shui Linglong, and the envoy of the Poison League count as one." One, and finally you, an old man from West Poison, is also one. Half of the martial arts conferences are so-called evil people, how do you think these decent people should be punished?" The art-crazy scholar closed the folding fan in his hand, with a calm expression on his face Said.

"Little old man never kills in vain, how can I be considered a person of evil ways, please explain to me clearly." The old man Xi Du heard that the art-crazy scholar said that he was a person of evil ways, and he immediately refused to accept it.

"This...that's what everyone in the world says..." the art-crazed scholar said with a smile.

"No, you know that the little old man is not such a person, you can't call the little old man a crooked devil." The old man Xidu raised his beard and said angrily.

When Fengruo saw the old man Xidu playing childish temper again, the corner of his mouth twitched, and finally he said helplessly: "Fourth Master, don't interrupt, Third Master, please continue."