The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

"Hmm." Duan Ling, who was lying on the bed, trembled and opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up and was a little confused.

He sat up and paused: "Shixuan, when did you come?"

Shi Xuan didn't smile like usual: "Do you still remember what you said to me just now?"

"Just now?" Duan Ling frowned, and his voice was a little sleepy and imperceptibly joyful, "Just now Wu Pianxian came and talked for a while. I don't know when I left...you will come."

It really wasn't him.

Is it an illusion?

Or, demon?

"Since you're tired, take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Duan Ling stretched out his hand subconsciously: "Shi..."

Shi Xuan lost the initial interest, got up and left.

At the door, Ah Lu was a little surprised when he saw him: "What's the matter, why did you come out right after entering? Is that Duan Ling rude again?"

Shi Xuan's eyebrows paused slightly: "How long have I been in?"

"It's less than half a stick of incense."

When Shi Xuan heard this, there was no fluctuation on his face, and he walked back.

"My lord, isn't my lord a gift that has been carefully selected for a long time, why... did he make you unhappy?"

Shi Xuan: "Nothing interesting."

Ah Li lost his face and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

There are very few things in this world that the young master finds interesting, but this is the first time he has heard the young master say that it is boring.

He sometimes felt that the young master should have already cultivated the ruthless way. As long as he cultivated the ruthless way, the young master would be able to open his eyes and see the whole world. In the cultivation world.

But he just couldn't do it.

This kind of practice of recuperating Sangong has been done several times in the past.

The exercises are different every time, sometimes it is talisman cultivation, sometimes it is sword cultivation, sometimes it is array cultivation... no matter which one, it will be scattered and restarted in the end.

If it was another person, his temperament would have changed drastically in such a trapped situation, and he would have gone mad.

The young master was always unhurried, and it was no pity that his years of cultivation would break up, but he felt distressed when he saw it.

It is said that the heirs of the way of heaven are favored by the way of heaven and possess the supreme status. Ah Lu sometimes thinks, if the way of heaven really cares about him, why would Zisang Junyan die in less than 200 years?Why is the young master being ostracized by Yu Luoxiaotai in name only?

……

The little panda didn't understand: 【What if he thinks you took Duan Ling away?It's not that you almost blew yourself up. 】

Ye Tan's eyes were empty, and he stared at the candlelight in a trance: "Then let him doubt."

【What is Shixuan going to do? 】

"Huh?" Ye Tan looked at it puzzled, what did Shi Xuan do, why did he ask him?

【Didn't you tell him that what he has to do is what you have to do?He also said to play a game with him to see who would take the first step. 】

Ye Tan groaned, a little innocently: "If you just stare at him, you'll know. It's fine if he doesn't move. If he moves me and then appears again, it will be regarded as him taking the first step, so we won."

The little panda patted his big face, enlightened: [That's right! 】

……

"Hey," Wu Pianxian propped her chin, listening to Fifth Xia who was listening attentively, "Look at them."

Fifth Xia distractedly glanced at the two sitting in front of them.

Shi Xuan sat upright, while Duan Ling propped his face and looked out the window.

The point is, Shi Xuan is sitting on the left, Duan Ling is sitting on the right, and the window is also on the right.

Wu Pianxian rested her chin and shook her head: "Shixuan is so strange, he always thought about Duan Ling when he was in seclusion, and when he came out of seclusion to go to class, he ignored him again."

Fifth Xia was distracted from listening to the class, and said flatly: "Duan Ling doesn't always see him like before, maybe the two of them ignore each other."

Chu Hongyue also found out, but she also found out that Duan Ling's popularity has become much better. Since he had an awkward relationship with Shi Xuan, those people who isolated, coldly and violently abused him began to talk to him.

Also, perhaps because of fear of Duan Ling, since Duan Ling came back, with him sitting next to Shi Xuan, Zhao Ye's little fool never ran to Shi Xuan's side again, which was a good result.

Even the little panda couldn't bear Duan Ling's laziness and sabotage.

【Do you still remember what Yu Li told Duan Ling? 】

"what's up?"

[The ruthless way that Po Shixuan said, why don't you do anything.You tease him, tease him to open his eyes and look at you. 】

Ye Tan said slowly, "Did he say whether it will be broken today or tomorrow?"

【No. 】

"Don't worry, there is no time for cultivation, let's talk about it in 200 years."

【…】

The little panda realized later: [Why have you been in a bad mood for the past few days? 】

Although it hasn't been seen since 800 years ago, it's not like it is now.

"Well, I was distracted and did something."

【What's up? 】

Yetan's eyes drooped, and he closed his eyes when he was thinking about how to answer.

Masters only give lectures, it’s their own business whether they listen or not. Anyway, after a year of competition, those who lag behind will be kicked out of the outer door, and when the time comes, they should know how to make progress after losing face.

"Duan Ling, Duan Ling, wake up."

Ye Tan opened his eyes, and Shi Xuan had disappeared.

"He left first, did you quarrel? He looked a little absent-minded, you..."

Ye Tan's expression was as usual, and he said flatly: "It's not noisy, he doesn't like me in the first place."

Pei Ying didn't know what happened in the middle: "We are going to cultivate the way of ruthlessness in the end, if you don't like it, don't like it."

He saw that Duan Ling was still depressed: "Let's go, let's go to practice swordsmanship. You have missed a lot of homework. Don't forget that there will be a grand competition in a year. If you can't compare with the outer disciples, you will be ashamed if you lose."

"You forgot, I failed in retreat, and the injury has not healed yet."

Pei Ying pulled him: "I'll practice, I'll practice, you stand by and watch, this is the head office!"

After all the pear blossoms fell, Luoyue Villa was still white.

The fringe tree, also known as April Snow, blooms in early summer, like a tree full of falling snow, and the leaves are light green, very beautiful.

Ye Tan leaned against the flower tree next to him, quietly watching the teenagers practicing swords in the empty courtyard.

Everyone was very diligent, not just Pei Ying, almost everyone came except Shi Xuan.

Pei Ying still talked a lot, and explained to Duan Ling while demonstrating, because he spoke well, many disciples from outside the school also stood not far away and listened intently.

Wu Pianxian lost her mind after practicing for a while: "Pei Ying is so kind."

Fifth Xia also nodded.

Speaking of which, everyone is a competitor, but Pei Ying has no secrets.

Fifth Xia walked away for a while.

Pei Ying looked back after the demonstration, Duan Ling leaned against the flower tree and closed her eyes, and fell asleep again at some point.

He was very angry at first, but he walked over from there, and when he got closer, he saw the quiet and lonely arrogance between the other party's brows, and he paused slightly.

"Forget it, for the sake of your failed retreat and lovelorn...forgive you!"

He sat next to him and didn't speak for a while.

The number of disciples practicing martial arts gradually decreased, and haste makes waste, and many people left after almost practicing.

When Wu Pianxian passed by them, she waved her hands to greet him.

Pei Ying also gestured back to her.

Wu Pianxian sent a voice transmission to him and asked curiously: "Do you like..."

She glanced sideways.

Pei Ying looked at her helplessly, and also quietly replied: "Do you have nothing else to do except love every day?"

Wu Pianxian showed two dimples: "Of course, I hope that good-looking people will fall in love."

Pei Ying: "Speak again, and I'll tell Duan Ling what you said."

Wu Pianxian hurriedly covered her mouth and waved her hands hastily, seeing that Duan Ling hadn't woken up, she glared at him again: Kindness is not rewarded!I don't support you anymore!

After she left, Pei Ying shook her head.

Wu Pianxian is a child at heart, she always thinks strangely, and she speaks childishly without restraint.

Pei Ying kept looking forward for a long time, then slowly turned her head and looked at the sleeping person beside her...

Ye Tan opened his eyes, the moon was on the branch, and there was no one in the courtyard: "Is it over? Then I'll go back."

Pei Ying murmured, "I'll see you off."

"No, it's not on the way."

"Oh." Pei Ying stopped, not knowing what she was thinking, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.

……

The little panda snapped its paws and calculated: [It should not be the pressure of flowering. We have already survived the spring and sealed part of the power in the scroll. Duan Ling also used a lot here...]

It can't figure it out.

【Haven't I been with you all the time?What the hell are you doing that I don't know about? Why is your energy so poor? 】

Ye Tan walked towards Duan Ling's residence under the moonlight, with a quiet expression: "Zisang Junyan's Zifu Consciousness Sea, where I shared half of the spiritual consciousness."

The little fat pier is equivalent to the tree in the snow valley at the beginning, and the red umbrella he held later has only a part of his consciousness on him.

A point was placed in the picture scroll of the secret library under Luoyue Mountain, which was used to split part of the cultivation base.

Duan Ling only has three points here.

[Half of the consciousness is in the master's sea of ​​consciousness? 】

It stands to reason that the subject with the most spiritual consciousness is the subject.

Therefore, Tianshu has been following its main body. When the main body is on Duan Ling, it will follow Duan Ling, and when it is on Xiaopangdun, it will follow Xiaopangdun.

However, the subject is in Zisang Junyan's Zifu Consciousness Sea, so it is isolated from it.

[But why?You have the heart and blood of the master, and I also have your blood.I should be able to get in too. 】

Ye Tan took it from his shoulders into his arms, smoothed his hair, and said softly, "Don't go, I'm afraid that if you go, the Heavenly Book Judgment will appear again. After 800 years in the cultivation world Chaos, there are too many people to kill, I don't want him to be a tool of Heaven."

The little panda nodded: [I don't want to either!However, the master still wants to be the successor of heaven... I'm afraid, in the end, he still won't be able to hide. 】

"I know." Ye Tan's voice was gentle, "And me, if I can change once, I can change it a second time."

The little panda's big fluffy tail suddenly stood up: [Wait, there is someone in front! 】

……

"Are you crazy? This is Luoyue Mountain Villa, the site of Yu Luo Xiaotai. Do you know who is sitting on it? It's Elder Yuli, and you actually came here." Fifth Xia's voice was lowered, and he didn't know who it was Anxious or angry.

She has always been calm and rarely has such emotional fluctuations.

The person under the black cloak opposite was not in a hurry: "Calm down, there are so many outer disciples in Luoyue Villa, if you don't panic, who will notice me? Even if you are caught, it will only be treated as your private meeting with outer disciples." If you don't want to, we won't meet like this."

Fifth Xia's voice Microsoft: "That's not what I mean, I just think it's better to be cautious, I will ask someone to deliver the things you want to the outer door..."

"It's just the information on the jade slips. How can it be clear from what I saw with my own eyes?"

Fifth Xia was instantly alert: "What do you mean? Do you still want to..."

"Didn't you bring three trash from the sect, and I'll replace one of them without anyone noticing."

Fifth Xia just laughed angrily: "You are so brave, what do you think of Yu Luo Xiaotai? Don't you know that you...others have a chance to survive if they are found, and you will die without a place to die if you are found."

"Enough! Are you really worried about me? Or are you afraid of hurting yourself? It's true that I betrayed the sect, but you and the people you brought with you are not from Yu Luoxiaotai's sect. Who would have thought of the Yunxiao Sword Sect? Among the disciples, is there someone who is a rebellious disciple of a third-class sect under Yu Luoxiaotai's sect?"

"You miss me like this? I'm afraid I'll hurt myself?" Fifth Xia's voice was a little trembling, and he suppressed his sobs.

The voice and posture of the person on the other side also softened: "I'm sorry..."

There was a breath of silence.

Fifth Xia quickly regained his composure: "These three children are usually commensurate with me and senior sisters. I have no way to change the fate of others for you. What's more, even if you become one of them, the other two will be able to recognize each other if they get along day and night. .”

The man opposite nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Fifth Xia's expression eased a lot.

The man said: "Let's leave it at that, but I'll think about it next year. Since you're worried, I won't come. Go back earlier."

"Wait!" Fifth Xia's voice softened.

The other party didn't look back, just paused, and flew straight down the mountain.

"You don't even ask me, how are you doing?"

Fifth Xia was depressed for a long time, and was about to leave when he suddenly became alert: "Who is it?"

The moonlight shines through the cloud veil and shines on the clothes that are cooler and whiter than the clouds.

The young man under the moon has a handsome face, but his demeanor is far superior to his appearance. His eyes are clear and clear, and there is a touch of nobility and arrogance between his brows, which seems to be reserved on purpose. The only basis that can define him as a human being.

Fifth Xia sometimes feels in a trance that the person in front of her is more close to the Taoism in her imagination than the masters with advanced cultivation around her.

Those people, no matter how high or powerful their realm is, they still haven't escaped from human's seven emotions and six desires. They fight for power and intrigue. They don't have the slightest meaning of being a fairy. They are the Mahayana monks who are closest to Feisheng, and those who are superior in the world. What is the difference between powerful emperors who decide life and death?

If such a person soars, all the gods in the fairy world are like this person, so what is there to expect in the fairy world?

She sometimes feels that the fact that no one has ascended for tens of thousands of years proves that the fairyland is not so bad and still picks people.

It's not that no matter who the cultivation base is, everyone will be admitted.

"Duan Ling." Fifth Xia called out the other party's name.

Ye Tan looked at her: "The secret was discovered, why aren't you afraid? Don't you threaten me?"

Fifth Xia looked at him: "Threat, is it useful?"

"It's useful." Ye Tan blinked, "If you threaten me, I know what not to say."

The corners of Fifth Xia's lips raised slightly, but tears flowed down.

Ye Tan looked at her quietly: "Is that your brother?"

"what?"

"Did your brother say what I just said?"

Fifth Xia pursed his lips, nodded, tears streaming down silently: "But he won't say anything now."

"Go back to sleep."

Fifth Xia: "Don't you stop me? I did something wrong."

Ye Tan looked at her, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Although you make mistakes, life is probably a process of making mistakes constantly, and you practice in the mistakes. Only you can decide whether to stop it. You did a good job just now, but you don't have to. Always ask yourself whether you are wrong or right, it is better to ask whether you can bear the consequences.”

"Then what if you can't take it?" She was really afraid, Yu Luo Xiaotai was extremely strict with the disciples who betrayed the sect, and he always killed them without mercy, but that person didn't take it seriously at all, and always took chances.

"Then try to make yourself able to bear it in the future, or let him bear it by himself."

"But, brother doesn't listen to me at all...he's too daring..." Fifth Xia sniffed.

Ye Tan blinked, frowned slightly, a little confused: "Is he brother?"

"Ah."

Yetan looked at Fifth Xia who was nodding and crying, and became even more confused: "Why is it different from what you said, he looks like a son?"

Fifth Xia's tears stopped immediately: "...what, what?"

Ye Tan: "He's not like your brother, he's like your son. He does whatever he wants but never thinks of bearing the consequences. If something happens, he will wait for you to solve it. It doesn't matter if you lie to me, just don't lie to yourself."

Fifth Summer: "..."

She watched Duan Ling's back go away, the only similarity between this man and her brother was the sharp arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes.

But that is, and the older brother in memory.

Now, it doesn't look like it at all.

[Why don't you stop her, such an excellent girl will be implicated and killed by her brother sooner or later! 】

Ye Tan: "Cultivators, compared to relying on external forces when building foundations, forming alchemy, and forming babies, the later years are more about refining gods, transforming gods, refining emptiness, combining bodies, and Mahayana. All kinds of karma and chance meeting, everything is calamity, and it is the material of the furnace for smelting. Until the final period of crossing the calamity, it will be a fairy or a god. If it cannot pass, it will still wither and annihilate like all things. Good material, if I stop it, won't I have a grudge against her?"

[Human beings are really troublesome, and cultivating immortals is really troublesome. 】

After that, there were no more twists and turns along the way.

Duan Ling meditated with his eyes closed, leaving a trace of consciousness in his body.

On the other side, the little chubby pierced his cold eyes and blinked.

The little panda rolled on the quilt: 【It's finally back.But what about the master? 】

It remembered something, and waved its paws in front of the little fat pier.

The little fat man held it in his arms with both hands and didn't move, and didn't speak to it.

The little panda understood: [This is the three-point consciousness, the main body has gone to the master's Zifu Consciousness Sea. 】

……

Yetan is indeed in Zisang Junyan's Sea of ​​Consciousness in Zifu, and it can even be said that he has always been there.

Last time, on the day when he was given ice milk cake, he entered Zi Sang Junyan's sea of ​​consciousness in Zifu, and kept half of his consciousness in it after that.

"...I'm hot, do you want to warm up?"

Although the person behind him didn't move, the rain of blood slowly stopped.

Ye Tan covered the hand that covered his eyes with both hands, and slowly took it away. The man was docile and did not resist.

So, he turned around and hugged each other.

It's really cold, this man.

There is no temperature at all.

But after hugging, Ye Tan felt that he also began to warm up.

Zisang Junyan's sea of ​​consciousness is fragmented, but not only what he thought, but the state where the three thousand swords were shattered but not completely shattered.

To be precise, this place is more like a world created by the gate of cause and effect after countless lines of cause and effect have been visualized and smashed together.

It's not just that the fragments can't fit together. At first glance, a long street has been split into ten fragments. If you look carefully, there is a long street in each fragment, and each long street is subtly similar and different. different.

He will see nine shards in front of him, each with a son Sang Junyan in it.

Moreover, it is a different son Sang Junyan.

In the first fragment, the son Sang Junyan who was embraced by him was docile;

The second fragment looked back at him quietly;

The handsome and quiet eyes in the third fragment, the brows are deep and cold, and the black eyes are red, fierce like never before;

There is blood in the corner of the mouth in the fourth fragment, the eyes are quiet, and it is a little gentle after looking at it for a long time;

In the fifth fragment, he was fighting with a group of people with blurred faces, and killed the enemy without hesitation;

The sixth fragment took a bowl of ice milk cake from the shopkeeper on the corner of the street;

The seventh fragment, he stood there alone, the icy rain fell on his quiet face with his head slightly raised, surrounded by countless besieged people with countless sharp knives;

The eighth fragment pressed the enemy's shoulder, and the magic blade in his hand pierced the enemy's body, but his eyes were looking at him, silently gentle, blood-red eyes gloomy and sick, he did not kill him with a single blow , knife after knife, the curvature of the lips is like a smile;

In the ninth fragment, he leaned against the tree by the street, and white flowers fell from the tree. When he opened his eyes, the white petals turned red, and the whole world turned bloody;

The tenth fragment is very small, fragmented and far away, only thick and invisible darkness.

Ye Tanfei's cold eyes opened, slowly widened, and looked at Zisang Junyan in the other fragments.

The emerald-colored eyes seemed to be covered with icy mist.

He suddenly understood why this person covered his eyes in the first place to prevent him from seeing.

He hugged and tightened, and then slowly loosened, pulling his body back and looking at Zisang Junyan's bright and calm face.

Zisang Junyan pursed his lips lightly, neither happy nor sad, his black eyes, the bloody moon rising from the dark and turbulent sea, he was still calm and gentle when looking at him.

Ye Tan grabbed one of his hands, stretched out his hand, and looked into his eyes lightly: "Your storage bag has a rope inside, it's tied up and only the person who tied it can untie it, give it to me."

Zisang Junyan let go of the knife in his hand, and disappeared when it fell to the ground.

He didn't glance at it, but just opened his hand, and the white fairy rope and a dark green ring appeared in his hand.

Ye Tan took the immortal rope, tied one end to his hand, and tied the other end to his hand.

In this way, even if they do not step into the same fragmented world at the same time, they will not be separated.

Zisang Junyan lowered his eyes, his black and cold eyes stared at the tied hands, the free hand grabbed Yetan's tied hands, and put the dark green ring on his finger.

Ye Tan looked at him: "Zi Sang Jun Yan."

He calmly couldn't see whether he still had sanity, whether he knew who He was.

"Storage ring."

Zisang Junyan walked forward, countless darkness condensed into a short knife in his hand.

"Don't use that knife."

That black dull dagger, like a stele order, was too ominous.

When Yetan opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was such a knife piercing Zisang Junyan's heart.

Zi Sang Junyan kept walking, the darkness in his hand changed, and the blade lengthened, turning into a long and narrow knife with flowing lines.

"What are you doing here? What are you looking for?"

Zisang Junyan didn't speak, and when he stepped into the new fragment, Yetan watched without blinking.

Even with the immortal rope, I still feel nervous for some reason.

So, He took Zisang Junyan's hand.

The other party didn't look back, let him hold it, and walked forward.

Zi Sang Junyan in the fragment also came towards them.

At the moment of contact, the two sons Sang Junyan's knives were together, the long knife and the short knife.

- It's different.

Zisang Junyan's knife in the fragment did not change along with it.

When they were fighting, Ye Tan didn't look, he looked around, where the two fragments met.

It's like two worlds overlapping at this small fragment.

until there was a piercing sound.

Ye Tan turned his head and saw the long-sworded Zi Sang Junyan stepping on the shoulder of the short-sworded Zisang Junyan, piercing his heart.

The son of the dagger, Sang Junyan, looked at Yetan quietly, with blood gushing from the corners of his lips, his black eyes were clear, his lips moved slightly, and he silently called his name: Yetan.

Zi Sang Junyan of the long knife let go of his feet, bent down and stretched out his hand to strangle his neck, and pushed upwards, and the next moment his back was attached to the handle of the long knife.

His blood was all over the long knife.

When doing so, the son of the long knife, Sang Junyan, stared at Yetan without emotion in his dark eyes.

The figure of Sang Junyan, son of the dagger, dissipated like smoke and sand.

Yetan looked at Zisang Junyan, his eyes were empty and light: "Do you want to clear other fragments, or to integrate spiritual consciousness?"

The crack between the two pieces disappeared, but it was part rainy night and part early morning.

It's like putting countless similar but different jigsaw pieces together to form a picture that seems complete but not uniform when you look closely.

There was no emotion on Yetan's face, and Fei's cold eyes were quiet and sleepy: "Is Zisang Junyan spelled out like this a normal Zisang Junyan?"