The villain he is too charming

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Many years later, when you heard that the master's life card was extinguished, you stumbled into the hall, held a life lamp made of lamp oil boiled by a giant whale in the West Sea, and looked at the life card for a long time.

You don't believe it, but you have to believe it.

That person died, died silently, died unknown.Before you even had time, let him say that he was wrong, he regretted it, and asked for your forgiveness.

At that time, regardless of the opposition of all the true monarchs, you resolutely broke into the Shenhe Hall that you had not entered for more than three hundred years, and wanted to know exactly his whereabouts.

The hall is very empty and very cold, there are only tall platforms where the true monarchs discuss matters, and thick black patterns are wrapped around them, adding to the magnificent atmosphere.

You hurriedly followed the traces he left, and entered the inner sanctum you had never seen before.

Finally, in his empty, seemingly uninhabited residence, you saw the broken sword hanging beside the table.The sword is well preserved, eager to try, wanting to return to your side.

You caressed the blade of the sword, looked at the dark pattern looming in the middle of the sword, your eyes moved slightly, and you remained silent.

You still remember his name, Chasing the Wind, what a nice name.

It used to be your sword, the way of the sword you chose, and the path of your life.

But that year, when you walked out of the Kunshan sword test, it was already broken in two, and you didn't even have time to take the other half, so you had to let the other half stay in Kunshan forever.

You haven't picked up your sword since then.

At that time, you will think back to that day many years ago, when you have not been polished, you still maintain your youthful innocence and stubbornness, and you stubbornly believe in a friendship that obviously does not exist.

In the Shangqing that year, several true monarchs fell in unknown battles, and even their disciples and families also perished, which can be described as a serious loss of vitality.However, he was finally firmly seated at the head, and it was better than anyone imagined.

That year, in the martial arts competition, you beheaded a disciple of a certain influential family with a sword, just because that disciple of the family had done many things that disregarded human life and harmed nature and reason.

Because of this, you have offended the long-standing families in the sect.But you don't regret it, and you don't feel like you did something wrong.

However, within a few years, after you woke up after retreating into meditation, you found out that the girl you brought back from your outing for training and you accepted as your first disciple had died.You can't even search her body, and you don't know why she died.You've searched everything until you find only the faint words of her dying words.

"Master...be careful..."

Later, you knelt outside the Canhe Hall for several days and nights, begging him for the first time, but he never showed up from the beginning to the end, only a faint word came.

"enough."

It turned out that this was just a trivial matter.

But you know, your big disciple died because of you.But you don't even have half the strength, you can only watch the enemy sit firmly on the altar, look down at you from a high position, looking for an opportunity to tear you apart at any time.

Soon the opportunity will come.

Within half a year, you were chosen to go to Kunshan to fight swords.Kunshan is located in the northern region, and it used to be a place where sects big and small competed in the mountains and seas.Every hundred years or so, various sects would send their outstanding disciples to Kunshan to fight swords, firstly to show the strength of their disciples, and secondly to eliminate grievances.In Kunshan, regardless of injury or death, it all depends on fate.

At that time, you have only entered the Golden Core stage for five or six years, and your realm has just stabilized, so you have to face many opponents who are much older than you, and their cultivation base is also much higher than you.Among them, many aristocratic families in the sect are dispatched here, and they are bound to get rid of your opponent.

And you, have no choice but to fight with the sword.

He has never appeared, let alone blocked it.Before you left, you didn't ask that person, and you didn't show your fragile posture again. You went to Kunshan alone, and you didn't even think about being able to come back.

But you came out after all, with a broken sword, a nearly destroyed body, and a cold heart.

It turns out that you and other people are the same to him, and there has never been anything special.

It turns out that the facts you didn't want to believe are all true.

It turns out that you are just a pawn.

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That year, you struggled hard in Kunshan, with no one to rely on, no one to trust, and I don’t know how many opponents you faced, but you still persevered.

Until a real person sent by a certain aristocratic family pierced your trust that was clearly in danger but worked hard to maintain.

"The Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms originated from a bet."

You froze suddenly, speechless.Since you joined the Shang Qing sect, you haven't heard any news about the Seven Kingdoms for many years.Back then, when you left, you already knew that all the aristocratic families that had destroyed you were completely wiped out.

The visitor didn't draw his sword, but just looked at you with pity and told a story you didn't know.

"Hundreds of years ago, Daojun, Ling Zhouzi of Shangyuanzong, laughed and said that our Shangqingzong was too strict in the selection of disciples. In 1000 years, there were only ten true disciples, but thousands of years passed by, and only three of the ten remained. And these three people can't even become Taoist monarchs. If things go on like this, the disciples will wither. Patriarch Yuantai sighed without saying a word. Unexpectedly, while listening to the sermon, the young disciple who was newly recruited by Taoist Yuantai said: " It's better to draw a boundary, use the seven countries in the South China Sea as the chessboard, and hundreds of millions of sentient beings as the chess pieces.Bet me that if I go to the Qing sect, there will be a king within a hundred years, the three true biography. "

That year, the head of Liu, who was only in the Golden Core stage, dared to make a bet with Yang Shendao Lord, what a boldness this is.Daojun Lingzhouzi admired it very much, and praised it face to face.

Because of this bet, the land of the Seven Kingdoms is temporarily under the jurisdiction of Head Liu, who is only in the golden elixir period.The patriarchal system of my Shang Qing is strict, and the land under my rule has always been peaceful.But no one would have imagined that he practiced in the Seven Kingdoms as a mortal, but he never had the right to supervise.Regardless of the land of the Seven Kingdoms, the aristocratic families are allowed to make chaos, the demons are rampant in the region, and the people's livelihood is very difficult. "

When you hear this, the sword you hold firmly in your hand is no longer stable.Your family was wiped out by several aristocratic families regardless of the reason, and was completely eaten away.

However, the visitor continued to say word by word: "No one would have thought of it, but in a hundred years, I have really produced a Taoist monarch and three true biologists. Master Qingwei, do you know that your master is that one?" Daojun appeared, and you are one of the true disciples!"

"You two, master and apprentice, just stepped on the blood-stained bones of the crowd, and cultivated the Jindan Daoist and Yuanshen Daojun."

You finally couldn't take it anymore, and raised your head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

In those years, almost everyone thought that you, like him, cultivated the path of ruthlessness.But it happened that one of his good friends, the real king, saw your quietly born feelings.

At that time, the true king once warned you: "You know, the person you have chosen is the most cruel and ruthless person in the world."

You didn't understand it then, but then you did, but it was too late.

It's hard to tell when I'm starting to have those ridiculous thoughts.

People who are used to loneliness, being used to being abandoned and neglected suddenly get cherished and loved, and gradually get lost in the black hole of emotions, mixed with too many emotions that are difficult to sort out, whether it is longing, gratitude, longing, or pure humiliation Mu, it is clear that they can be separated and distinguished, but the flame that ignited suddenly fused all the emotions to the ground, so they can no longer be separated, and can only be transformed into the purest and most difficult to express emotions, which are deeply suppressed. in mind.

But you are nothing to him.

What makes you hate the most is that you still want to believe that person, want to chase that person, want to love that person.

You can't stand that humble, desperate self, you can only kill him again and again.As the number of times increases, you gradually think that he is dead.But for many years to come, he will always come to your mind inadvertently, making you stunned for a long time, but you know that he will not come back to life, he just didn't die.

In that year, you don't know how much blood was stained on your body, countless life and death battles, countless passing deaths, you faced the enemy directly, and you also escaped and hid.

One day, you finally couldn't hold it any longer and passed out in the dark cave where you were hiding from the enemy. You were covered in wounds and could no longer hold the sword in your hand. You just struggled instinctively. You don't want to die, you still want to live.

You still have a mean idea.

You still want to go back, meet him, and wait for him to tell you in person.

——You are not my pawn.

--I care about you.

It's a pity that you never waited, you just remember that you were very cold that day, as if you fell into a hole in the ice, and you couldn't get up again.Later, for some reason, I felt a steady stream of warmth and vibrations, and the remaining half of the natal spirit sword gradually calmed down, and stopped cracking and disappearing.

You fall into a deep sleep and wake up the next day alone.

Later, you returned to the sect with your nearly lost cultivation base and half of the spirit sword.You buried the remaining half of the spirit sword in the back mountain of the glimmering cave where you used to live.

You no longer practice swordsmanship, you put on green clothes, choose a new cave, and start a new path of cultivation.

You gradually almost forgot that your former wife had a nice name.

That year, he told you under the tree.

His surname is Liu, and his first name is Zhefeng.

Your sword once had a similar name.

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A few years later, you became the head teacher of the Shangqing Sect, became the Yang Shen Daojun in the mountains and seas, transcended life and death, looked up to the world, saw the impermanence of the world, the enemies, companions, and familiars in the past passed away one by one. The door is also gradually declining, but you have no intention of answering and planning.

You wander between the sky and the earth day and night, watching the sunrise and sunset, watching the clouds and the wind move, time has long lost its meaning.

I don't know which day it was, but you came to the place where you had been before. That year you used to practice swordsmanship here, you would mischievously play tricks on the little monsters in the mountains, and you would occasionally pick up a few rare spiritual herbs, and you would be extremely excited.

You see that branch that was once inserted into the ground by you and watered by spiritual energy.The tree is very old, and its vitality is about to die out. Only the rings of annual rings can be seen to prove its age.

Here is no longer a mountain, and there is no sweet spring water.The wind and sand have blown away the whole land, you look at the light green on the withered branch, and you finally smile.

The vicissitudes of life are nothing more than this.

You are tired, tired, so you close your eyes and wait for the end of life.

But a voice said in the dark, you can become a fairy.

Chengxian, you laughed.

What a fairy.

From beginning to end, you are just a mortal.

You said: "I am not immortal."

You said: "I only wish to be a mortal in the next life and never seek immortality again."

After finishing speaking, there was no more sound.

You gradually realize that you are about to return to heaven and earth and end these endless years.

Before turning into a Tao, for some reason, you finally asked that sentence, "What about him?"

You don't have to open your eyes, but there are pictures in your mind.

It turns out that he is not your master,

It turns out that you should have died many years ago.

You were born into heaven and earth, and you should have gone through the hardships and hardships of the world, being used, betrayed, and hurt, and only then can you cultivate the Dao.Even many years ago, you would have assumed the responsibility of the sect, and when the mountain and sea world was about to collapse, you would make up for the heaven with your body in exchange for the peace of the world.

This is a fate that you have already passed.

But he is unwilling, unwilling to see you die for no reason like that, sacrificing himself in exchange for peace in the world.

He only wants you to live and stand above all living beings.

Immortal, everlasting glory.

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So he changed your destiny, in a time you didn't know it.

He took your place and took on everything for you.

Later, a voice told you that he didn't die completely, but was scattered in worlds, and it was difficult to put them together again.

You ask, when will he wake up.

In the end, you decide to take his place, in exchange for him waking up again.

Like him you will start your journey, like him you will have endless life.

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Later, you gradually understood that he was silent and silent for a long time in the past.

Why has he never said it, never told you, everything he has done for you.

For their existence, perhaps forgetting is the best ending.

Eternal life is not a blessing, but a curse.

Too much time is always boring and tiring.You will meet countless people, see worlds you have never seen, and experience experiences you have never imagined.

However, you can't go back to the past, you can only tirelessly move towards the next world.

You'll say the same things over and over again, show the same smiles, and even meet people with similar personalities.

However, you clearly understand.

That's different.

In those deliberately forgotten times, there is always that person looming, deeply rooted in your soul, that person you have most admired, admired, and hated the most.

There is never another person.

Even if you will touch it again, you understand that you have given that person the most precious and complete pain and unspeakable desire.

You will be like that person, wearing a skin that does not belong to you, and stepping into the next world step by step.

I do not know to stop.

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Later, you decide to let go of the past.

He was right, forgetting is the best ending.

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When can we meet again, you have lost your expectation.

Maybe, one day, without saying a word, he will come to you from afar through countless worlds.