Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

=================

There was silence in the courtyard.

"Just you?"

The assassin standing at the front sneered and looked at Xiao Chongyan with sneering and pitiful eyes, as if looking at a fool, only thinking that this weak and sick beauty was terribly frightened and unconscious when she was about to die, leaving only her mouthful Crazy talk.

A sick and weak young man without any spiritual power, actually brazenly said that he wanted to keep the whole courtyard full of monks and assassins.

It's ridiculous.

The monks in the Canglan Continent are divided into seven realms: questioning the heart, knowing the constant, emptiness, keeping quiet, nine turns, embracing one, and no spirit.Anything above Shenwu is sacred, and you can ascend if you break through the realm.

Cultivation is like climbing a mountain. It is not easy to enter the mountain gate, and it is even more difficult to climb the ladder to the sky. Opportunities to break through the realm can be encountered but not sought. , and Baoyi and Shenwugeng are in the sky.

The assassins standing here, every cultivation level will not be lower than the Void Realm, and because they specialize in the way of assassination and concealment, they are more difficult to defend against than ordinary monks.

The gap between Xiao Chongyan and them is like a moat——

An ant that can be crushed to death by raising its foot, actually wants to shake the gods?

It is really ignorant and fearless, pitiful and ridiculous.

"You shouldn't have killed other people."

Xiao Chongyan obviously didn't know anything about the assassin's disdain and ridicule in the courtyard. He just felt that the atmosphere in the cultivation world seemed a bit bad after a thousand years, so it was rare for him to reason seriously.

"Cultivation of the heart is the most important thing for monks to practice. There is a clear distinction between the mountains and the mountains. You have hurt the lives of hundreds of people in this villa. Aren't you afraid that it will be difficult to go further in the future if you are infested by the heart demons of the ninth turn?"

Thousands of years ago, the world of comprehension established the rule that ordinary people should not be killed for no reason. Even the northern demons, who always followed the law of the jungle, would never easily disturb the lives of ordinary humans.

If the monks on the mountain have no restraints, act recklessly, treat the people below the mountain as ants and kill them at will, it will destroy the balance between the mountain and the mountain, and even affect the flow of luck between the heaven and the earth. If things go on like this, it will definitely lead to the overthrow of a continent.

And if a monk can't even overcome the temptation of power itself, how can he face his own inner demons, break through nine turns and embark on the real road to heaven?

Even a child who has just started to practice can understand this truth.

Xiao Chongyan was really doubtful, and that's why he asked this question.But the assassin who spoke didn't care about it at all: "Breakthrough Nine Turns, the heart demon asked, it's your Canglan's rules, so what does it have to do with me?"

He looked at Xiao Chongyan with extremely mocking eyes: "Why do you talk too much for mere ants? Wait for death!"

"Attack with all your strength, make sure that the soul is completely wiped out, and all his ways of life are cut off!"

The next moment, overwhelming attacks and sword lights suddenly lit up in the black mist, weaving into a big net, pressing down on Xiao Chongyan, submerging him in an instant, and making him invisible again.

For a moment, black mist filled the silent courtyard, churning endlessly, making it extremely eerie.

In the dark mist, the assassin in the courtyard no longer concealed his appearance, revealing the pair of blood-colored double pupils that were by no means unique to the Canglan Continent, shining a cold and bloodthirsty light in the darkness.

Their eyes were full of ominousness.

—

In the mist, Xiao Chongyan's expression was very calm.

This kind of black mist is no stranger to him, so he doesn't feel worried at this moment, he just glanced at it and then closed his eyes.

Heart lake self-view.

The heart lake is the reflection of a practitioner's state of mind, the projection of his soul and power, and is very important to every practitioner.

Xiao Chongyan's heart lake was barren.

The cracked ground is full of criss-cross cracks, bottomless, which are his shattered soul.

Above the earth, there are majestic mountains rising from the ground, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, but they are cut off in the middle, and a huge gap is formed at the section, which is full of holes.

This is his half sword bone.

How magnificent and vibrant his heart lake used to be, how decayed and gloomy his heart lake is now, it is too horrible to look at.

Xiao Chongyan didn't stop, but just walked all the way to the high mountains, and finally came to the top of the highest peak.

There is a clear lake on the top of the mountain, which is very small and dilapidated, almost dry.

But the remaining lake surface is extremely clear and bright, as if it can illuminate the deepest mind of the soul.

This is where the real Heart Lake lies.

Xiao Chongyan stood by the lake, a pale boy in black was reflected on the lake.He lowered his eyes and stared at each other silently, as if asking do you regret it?

Regret going to Liuyun Peak for an appointment, regret insisting on staying to make up for the vacancy after breaking through the realm, regret being trapped by the mind and leaving disasters, regret seeing the heavenly being in that palace back then, and stepping into practice from then on without looking back Chase Avenue?

The boy in black in the lake looked at him with a smile.

So Xiao Chongyan also laughed, shook his head, and left the lake.

His mind moved slightly, and the next moment he appeared on the other side of the mountain, looking at the mountains, rivers and land below him with his hands behind his back.

Barren, broken, decaying.

But it is also an unprecedented question that has been planned for a long time.

It's just walking the road to heaven again, and getting back to the dust of the world again.

Ask for another nine days, and get the Dao again.

Under Xiao Chongyan's watchful eyes, the small world in this heart lake suddenly had the first spring rain fall, and it fell in fine and dense amounts, silently infiltrating the heaven and earth.

On the cracked ground, small pieces of green sprouted up, quickly growing taller, and gradually a lush forest was formed, full of vitality. In the silent mountain range, apes suddenly heard non-stop, and then more sounds began to appear, and everything came to life.

Under the barrenness lies endless vitality and hope.

Xiao Chongyan looked between the sky and the earth, and suddenly felt something, and his mind became more peaceful.As soon as he thought about it, he crossed the threshold again and entered the state of mind.

Ordinary practitioners have struggled to find the threshold of enlightenment that is difficult to cross for many years, but to Xiao Chongyan, it is just a false door, and he can enter the hall again with just a light push.

He had seen the scenery of the peak of the sacred realm, and this reincarnation and reconstruction, there will be no bottlenecks in the realm, and everything will come naturally.

- Just keep asking.

Discern your mind, sharpen your mind, and when your mind is complete, you can reach the sky in one step.

"Om-!"

On the nine heavens in the heart lake, there was a sword cry suddenly, and two rainbow lights swept straight from the sky, and finally turned into two palm-sized villains, sitting on Xiao Chongyan's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.

One has a serious expression, and the other is full of cuteness.

These are Xiao Chongyan's two natal swords, one is called Jiuxiao and the other is called Bubu.

The bodies of these two natal swords are in other places, and now only two sword consciousnesses appear here.In the Canglan Continent, this unique supernatural power of sword repair is called the sword-heart connection.

"Xiao Jiu, no." Xiao Chongyan touched the heads of the two villains and called out, "Long time no see."

The villain on the left nodded solemnly, but the villain on the right hugged his fingers coquettishly, humming and rubbing against him.

Xiao Chongyan laughed, let the villain move, and asked: "No, I need to invite you for this sword...... Would you like it?"

The villain who was called No Way suddenly opened his eyes and nodded vigorously.

Then the villain stood up, holding the sword behind his back with a serious face.

At the same time, Xiao Chongyan left from the heart lake, and opened his eyes in the black mist that filled the sky and the earth.

He didn't speak, just raised his hand slightly.

A ray of sword light suddenly rose from Xiao Chongyan's heart lake, broke through many barriers, and finally landed in the palm of his hand.

There is no sword in his hand, but it seems that there is a unparalleled flying sword that is looking up and whispering, eager to try.

Xiao Chongyan used his sword as a pen to write the character "One" in the air.

A penny fell.

The golden sword light suddenly lit up in the darkness, first as a line, then spread outward, and finally lit up the world.

The fog dissipated, and the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

There is only one sword between heaven and earth.

The young man holding the sword is dressed in black, with fluttering sleeves, and his posture is leisurely and leisurely, especially with a smile in his eyes. Amidst the faint light of the sword, he looks like an exiled immortal.

……

……

This was the last picture the assassins in the courtyard saw.

The moment the sword light came on, they were cut off by the sword and disappeared from the world without a sound.

And Xiao Chongyan's eyes didn't even fall on them from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Chongyan is only asking about his state of mind now, his realm is low, his spiritual power is scarce, his soul is broken, his sword bones are incomplete, and his strength is far inferior to that in his heyday.But he has a strong spiritual sense and extremely pure sword intent, so it is not difficult to deal with these assassins who are strong outsiders but capable in the middle.

He needs the help of the sword because he wants to confirm something.

Xiao Chongyan's gaze fell even further, to the Hundred Thousand Mountains at the other end of the mainland.

In the depths of the inaccessible Shiwan Dashan, a golden sword light fell with Xiao Chongyan's gaze, and wiped out all the dozens of dark ghosts floating on a certain peak.

At this point, the vitality of those assassins was truly cut off, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

The sword light still didn't stop, cutting down from the top of the mountain, cutting off the entire mountain peak, under the shock of the sword light, countless black mist shattered and disappeared, and they fled one after another, but they were trapped by the sword light and couldn't move an inch, so they could only howl. reduced to ashes.

Xiao Chongyan's eyes showed some confusion.

The severed mountain was a ghost-raising Gu, and the assassins who attacked him were ghost assassins born from the ghost-raising Gu.

But raising ghosts for personal use, such methods are not uncommon in that place, but it is a big taboo in Canglan Continent.

During the thousand years since he left, what happened to Canglan Continent?

"Om-"

At this time, there was a sword cry, which was constantly changing high and low as if to arouse his attention, just like acting like a baby.

Xiao Chongyan withdrew his gaze, looked at the sword light hovering in front of him, and said with a slightly warm expression, "No, go back. It's not the time yet... Be obedient, wait for me to find you."

For any sword cultivator, the natal sword is their half body and comrades. If Xiao Chongyan wants to set foot on the road again, he must get back the natal sword that is connected with his heart.

He patted the light of the sword comfortingly, seeing that the sword would leave slowly, but he was unwilling to be lonely halfway, and went to Jiutian again before returning to the sheath.

"Om-!"

In the nine heavens, a sword sounded suddenly.

The sound of the sword is extremely sharp and happy, it seems that it can calm all injustices in the world, or it can kill everything in the world.

It was hearty and hearty to show its edge again after a thousand years.

With a single sword, I asked myself, there is only one sword in the nine heavens!

In the dark, it seems that there is a young and cold voice and a child's soft and waxy voice at the same time, shaking in Xiao Chongyan's heart lake, and the thousands of swords in the half of the sword bones are all awakened, and the sword is full of sword energy, and the atmosphere is myriad .

Nine days above, the Canglan Continent was also awakened by the sound of the sword, and all those who were in the hugging realm and above all raised their heads and looked at the same place.

Zhongzhou Shenchao, at the end of Luohe River, on the top of Liuyun.

There is a sword that is number one in the world, and it has been silent for thousands of years.

At the westernmost end of the mainland, a young man with a long piano on his back came across the sea. He suddenly raised his head, thoughtful amidst the sound of swords, then turned around and headed east.

To the east is the border of the Donghuang Dynasty, and there is an isolated mountain villa on the border.

In the villa, someone looked up at the sky and laughed dumbfoundedly.

At this moment, the long qin behind the young man carrying the qin was vibrating, and the chant of swords suddenly sounded from the qin, as if they were in harmony from afar.

The young man was a little surprised, stretched out his hand to press the long piano, and asked in doubt.

"Little Nine?"