How to become a qualified villain Demon Lord

Meng Guanlan finally decided to abandon her identity as the young master of the Holy Fire Palace and leave alone with Xie Feiyan.

When Xie Feiyan asked the reason, she smiled and said: "Since the Holy Fire Palace is gone, why bother everyone? I know that everyone prefers a peaceful life, but the revenge of the Holy Fire Palace must be avenged. I've been running around for me...but I'm different from them."

Because she was never willing to be silent, never succumbed to others, and the blood and unwillingness in her chest never subsided.

And she is more ruthless than those disciples.

Meng Guanlan stretched out her hand, and there was only a swaying ray of divine fire in her palm, just like Xie Feiyan.

She took one last look at the divine fire and extinguished it with a wave: "Hatred is not a good thing, I know it. So I can bear all of this alone."

Xie Feiyan nodded, understanding her determination: "Then go, go and say goodbye to them."

"I'll pick you up again in three days."

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Xie Feiyan gave Meng Guanlan three days, and he also gave himself three days.

He hid his figure and waited outside Guiyuanzong's mountain gate. After hesitating for two days, on the evening of the third day, he finally separated a divine sense and attached it to a bird, followed by a Guiyuanzong disciple. up the mountain.

Xie Feiyan was already familiar with all the layouts in Guiyuanzong's mountain gate, so after manipulating the birds to enter Guiyuanzong, he didn't get lost, but flapped his wings and went to Xijian Peak.

Xijian Peak is a very shabby mountain, and it doesn't look like the No. [-] sword in the world at all. There are only two people from top to bottom, and there are no servants to do chores.

But this is the place where that person has lived for more than ten years.

Xie Feiyan stopped flying, looking at this natural and savagely growing mountain, it was like seeing the person who unreasonably encloses the land as king in his heart.

But—as Yun Buque once said, people should not get too close to the sun, or they will get burned.

For Xie Feiyan, this sentence pattern needs to be changed a little bit, because he is not afraid of being burned, he is only afraid of polluting such a beautiful light.

Xie Feiyan manipulated the bird and slowly flew up the mountain.

He stood on the branch and watched for a while, but he didn't feel the aura of Gong Wuyi, so he got a little bolder, flew directly into the thatched cottage on the top of the mountain, walked around the thatched cottage, and found Shen Ci very quickly. The room with the mirror—without him, the rooms of Xiao Xianrou and the elderly are so recognizable.

Xie Feiyan stopped by the window, pushed the broken window open with his head, then squeezed his body in, and successfully jumped into Shen Cijing's room.

This was Xie Feiyan's first visit to Shen Cijing's room, but after looking around, he was no stranger to everything in this room.

The sword hanging on the wall is called Shuxue Sword, which was Shen Cijing's former saber, and Liuyun Sword is a twin sword.But since Xie Feiyan pointed out Gui Yuanzong's thoughts about "washing the snow and flowing clouds", Shen Cijing didn't use it anymore, but put it away.

Shen Cijing loves him, and also loves the sword.Therefore, because of Xie Feiyan's and Gui Yuanzong's subtle thoughts, he would not take his anger out on his sword, and would break it off to show his ambition.

He won't do it because he's a good guy, always has been.

And the wine gourd placed on the table is called the Eight Spirit Pot, which is said to have eight magical functions, and there is a big space inside, enough to hold half a city's worth of wine.And back then, it was precisely because of the two of them "drinking wrongly", fueled by Wuxiang Wine, that they really forged a bad relationship.

Wuxiang wine takes the Buddhist meaning of "clear mind and see nature, colorless and formless", so it is also called seeing wine.Under this kind of wine, all the camouflage built by external forces will be washed away, and you will be honest with others, whether it is disguised, cursed, or even full of lies, will be suppressed by this wine , It can also be regarded as an opportunity for Gong Wuyi to give the young Shen Cijing a temporary opportunity.

But in the end, he poured out all the gourd wine that day in Guangling City, and he couldn't replenish it later, so the gourd wine has been kept until today.

Xie Feiyan's gaze continued to move.

At this moment, what was placed on the table was a half-read sword formula.

Sword formulas are not like mental techniques. For the sake of confidentiality, they are usually carried in jade slips.Things like sword formulas or sword formulas sometimes give people the feeling of being separated by mountains, and even people with a little less talent can’t understand them. .

Therefore, in this world, many people will pass down the sword formulas from generation to generation like heirlooms, and be careful, lest they misinterpret the original intention of the master of the sword formulas.

But Shen Cijing was born with a sword body, was extremely intelligent, and had always had a unique understanding of the sword formula, so after he obtained the sword formula, he did not lift it up to the sky, but was like any ordinary book on the desk In that way, read normally, and write a few comments from time to time.

"This sword move is so profound that I can't understand it."

"After learning it, I turned it back, only to realize that this trick is pretending to be profound. At the beginning, I persuaded you to retreat, and the master of this sword formula is also a weird person."

……

"This trick is really strange. I almost twisted my waist when I learned it. Master said it was because of my low skill. I don't believe it."

"Sure enough, I was right. There is clearly a better way to use this move. As expected, Master deliberately laughed at me."

……

"I heard that this sword formula needs to be used in conjunction with the heart formula to reach the state of freezing thousands of miles, but I hate things that are too cold. This is just right. I only need to learn the sword intent of this sword formula."

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"This sword art, the more I learn, the colder it is, it is really annoying. I asked the master if there is any way to ease it, but the master said that it is strange that I still hate the spiritual power of ice with an ice root. I think the master That's strange, whoever said that people from Bing Lingen have to like ice? Whoever likes it likes it, anyway, I don't like it."

……

"I have finally finished learning this sword art, but it's a pity that I haven't practiced it to the point of mastering it for a long time. The master said that this is because the sword intent of this sword art is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend. Persevere. Some people say that this Sword Art of Covering the Moon and Locking the Frost is taken from the artistic conception of the first ray of frost under the cold moon, and I think he is talking nonsense, the sword intent is clearly only killing intent."

……

This boy Shen Cijing can be said to be a straight man, an elegant pulverizer.

It is clear that he has the appearance of a fairy son, as if sitting on a cloud, but his thoughts are frighteningly pragmatic and honest and cute.

Xie Feiyan smiled while reading, flipped through the sword formulas on the table, and then turned into a human form, and flipped through the other books on his desk.

There are very few books on Shen Cijing's desk, except for the sword formula, which is the perception of the mind, the copy of the talisman, the secret of divination, etc., Xie Feiyan scanned roughly, and he didn't even see a single thing that seemed to be a script. It is the example of a decent person.

Among these books, there are very few traces of turning over books about divination. It can be seen that Shen Cijing is not interested in the number of destiny stars.

Xie Feiyan thought about it, and felt that this was probably caused by Gong Wuyi's curse.

Before reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, Little Mirror's desire to undo Gong Wuyi's curse was really very strong, and even the letters sent to him in those years were full of bitterness and grievance.

The smile on Xie Feiyan's lips deepened unconsciously, and he reached out and took down the most dilapidated manuscript with the most traces of flipping, wanting to see what interesting notes the child had written on this manuscript.

But surprisingly, this is not a transcript.

"...I saw a fire-like man in Guangling City. He is so warm, I like him."

Xie Feiyan's smile froze on his face.

He was a little flustered, and wanted to close the manuscript and put it back in its original place, but his hand couldn't help turning another page.

"I always wonder what love is. I can't understand why people are crazy about another person. I once heard a line in an opera, 'Love doesn't know where it starts, and it goes deep. The living can die , Death can lead to life. People who are born but cannot die, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not the result of love', people say this is love, but is there really such love in the world? I can't believe it."

"A person's mood, to me, is like the pages of a book, floating on the surface, flipping through at will. I have seen many lovers who say that life and death go hand in hand with each other's thoughts; I have also seen many loving couples in the eyes of others. Although it is difficult to understand human nature, I have roughly understood the human heart, so I doubt the existence of love even more."

"So I am more and more surprised why someone loves me so much."

"Why does he love me?"

"I can't figure it out, but I'm happy."

"Why am I happy?"

"I don't know."

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"...he likes me, I don't understand, but I'm happy, so I decided to like him like he likes me."

"...He is very cute, he is good everywhere, but he doesn't cherish himself. I don't know how to persuade him... If only I could have his eloquence."

"...I like the way he looks at me, it's warm, like it's glowing."

"...he's really nice and likable, and everyone likes him. I think it's better to let him know about it, so that he doesn't treat himself badly all the time. But I don't know why, every time I say that He doesn't even believe it, and he will come up with various reasons to refute me... It is indeed because of my poor eloquence, but how should I learn this?"

"...He gave me a gift, he just bought it casually and gave it to me, but he would secretly observe my expression, and I was a little nervous, so cute. I like everything he gave me, why? So nervous? But it's cute too, so I won't tell him."

"...He's really warm, and I really like him. It's a good thing he likes me too, which is great."

"...My sister once told me that if a person loses one thing, he will inevitably get another thing as compensation. I think he is probably God's compensation for my miserable life."

"...When I was young, I always thought that asking about longevity would be considered as a career, and he would always make fun of me for it. I was actually not convinced. After all, if I didn't ask about longevity, wouldn't I be aging as fast as a mortal? ? And me and him, just a hundred years of company is not enough? But I didn't tell him this, he is too shy, save him some face."

"..."

Xie Feiyan couldn't turn the page anymore.

He felt that the manuscript in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and a group of cold silk stuffed his chest, making his breathing painful.

His hands were trembling a little, just at this moment a human voice came from outside the window, so Xie Feiyan put the copy back, turned into a bird again, flew out of the window, and flew down the mountain.

On the way, he saw Shen Cijing.The other party seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, his face was pale, and the breath on his body became colder, as if there was frost on his brows.

Xie Feiyan didn't dare to take a closer look, didn't dare to look too much, and went directly down the mountain, leaving Guiyuanzong.

On the mountain, Shen Cijing seemed to feel something, and stood there for a moment.

Beside him, Xiao Daotong looked at him curiously, and said, "Senior Brother Shen, what are you looking at?"

Shen Cijing's long eyelashes drooped, and he shook his head: "It's nothing."

He took Xiao Daotong up the mountain and asked him to light a big fire in front of the thatched hut, while he went to the study, moved out the pile of books and put them beside the fire.

Xiao Daotong was a little surprised: "Are... these books, are they all going to be burned?"

Shen Cijing's eyes fell on a copy that accidentally fell outside the pile of books. The copy quickly turned pages in the cold night wind, and stayed on the last page.

"...I used to think I understood what love is, and I thought I got everything I wanted."

"...But I later learned that I never got it, and I never understood it."

Shen Cijing looked away.

"Yes, it burned."

"All."