"Destroy Human Daoji?" Jiusujian yelled loudly, "Is this something that can be solved within ten years of hiding from the world? If someone finds out, we will all be chopped up for dinner!"

Ying Yao didn't know why the Jiusujian was full of food and drink recently, but he touched the blade of the Jiusujian and felt that he couldn't chew it up even with his teeth, so he ignored his unrealistic worries. He walked up to Fang Li and knelt down, watching him silently for a while.

"If that's the case, ten years won't be enough to make people forget what you have done. Presumably Master Fang and all the masters are well aware of this, otherwise they wouldn't have mentioned Fengshan," Ying Yao said in a deep voice, "Since this is the case, why should the masters respond to the order of the sect master and call back to the master's sect. We need to know that although the master's sect was poor at that time, it was not difficult to survive, and there was no need to be implicated and suffer a catastrophe."

Fang Li looked at him for a moment without avoiding it, then lowered his head slightly, and said, "Ah Yao is asking me for an explanation as a disciple in charge, or is he asking me as a junior?"

Ying Yao's expression was surprisingly calm, there was no anxiety or anger on his face, only a gleam in his eyes could prove that he was not untouched, he moved to the left, avoiding the direction Fang Li was facing, and moved the rescuer Putting the common sword across his knees, he asked Fang Li, "What's the difference between the two?"

Fang Li also put down the swords in his arms, and the sword spirits of the two swords emerged from the swords to meet each other face to face. Jiusu Jian was the first to realize that there was a tense atmosphere between the two, and rushed to Fang Li The sword snorted and retracted into the sword again.

Fang Li's sword couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know how to care about this junior who was more than 2000 years younger than him, so he had to return to the sword body.

"If it's the former, I can only tell the truth, but if it's the latter, I still have one or two words of consolation," Fang Li replied, "In any case, we don't have any intentions of harming Jianzong, Ah Yao believes me."

Ying Yao lowered his hand to hold down the sword spirit of the World-Saving Sword, and said calmly, "Master Fang has cultivated himself to be a teacher, and I practice education. What answer do you think I want to know?"

Of course Fang Li knew that Ying Yao would not do anything to evade, he sighed helplessly, and said, "At that time, we knew that what we were doing was against the Dao, so we would definitely anger Dao because of this. No progress is the best result, it’s just that those of us who die in the Tao are fine, but if it implicates other people who joined the Sword Sect, or even the inheritance of the Tao, it will really make us regret it.”

"That's why the master and uncle haven't been seen for hundreds of years?" Ying Yao said softly, "Even if the inheritance of the 'Writing into the World' way is all over the street... this is really the sect of those sects who joined forces to drive the World-Watching Sword Sect out of Buzhi City handwriting?"

Fang Li was silent for a moment, and did not answer Ying Yao's question.

"Since we spread the practice of the ruthless way of today's law, no matter how much we practice and cultivate our mind, our cultivation level has not improved any more," Fang Li said, "I dare not say that the sword sect who joined the world fell into a slump after leaving Buzhi City. It’s not because of us, but luckily we didn’t implicate innocent fellow sects, but the more this happened, the less we dared to contact the sect, for fear of implicating the sect.”

"Joining the world" Dao was not very popular with Dao at the beginning of his practice, and Ying Yao himself felt it too, but since he got rid of Zhuo Yuanshan's love Gu, his practice speed has increased by leaps and bounds. Give him a gift that he has never seen in the past. He originally thought it was Dao, and finally he couldn't bear it.

Fang Li didn't know what Yingyao was thinking, he paused for a moment, and continued: "Not long after the practice of Dharma Wuqing Dao was spread, Feisheng Road was cut off, and the shackles that Dao put on us were hardly loosened. If you dare not go back to the sect, you can try to recruit a few disciples."

After that, it was Chu Xiang who borrowed the Tongtian Seal in Zhuo Yuanshan's hand to inform the cultivation world that the Feisheng Road had been cut off: "At that time, the spiritual energy had already decreased considerably," Fang Li said, "The Dao also seeks to survive, but it has nothing to do with it. I and other monks are involved in a lot. If I want to find out the way to solve it, I can only rely on mortals who don't need spiritual power, which happens to be used by monks who are "into the world". Only when we get hints from the Dao, can we dare to respond to the order of the head and return to the sect. Door."

Ying Yao remained silent, she didn't know whether she believed it or not, but at least she appeared to be convinced on the surface.

Fang Li sighed again: "We don't want to deliberately conceal it, but we really don't know where to start, and we are afraid that telling you will hinder your cultivation."

Ying Yao admitted that what he said was right, so he also lowered his head, stared at Fang Li's sword for a while, saw the sword spirit emerge from the sword, and uttered a questioning sword cry at him.

"I'm already in the late stage of transformation," Ying Yao said irrelevantly, "Now my cultivation is barely enough, so don't worry about hindering my cultivation..."

Fang Li interrupted him: "If it was at our time, according to your talent, if you practiced step by step for three to four hundred years, it would be time to touch the bottleneck of crossing the tribulation."

No matter where they are, monks who can cultivate to the stage of transforming gods in three or four hundred years can be called heavenly wizards. Ying Yao was silent for a while, smiled, and asked, "What does that mean?"

"I was not welcomed by my father, so I was thrown to the top of the mountain a hundred miles away from home. Fortunately, the one who accepted me was the Sword Sect of the World," Ying Yao said softly, "If I am unfortunate enough to be accepted by a sect who has practiced the Ruthless Dao Picking it up, or being loved like my brother, there will naturally be a lot of resources for me to practice the ruthless way of the present law, which is said to be the fastest growing. Wouldn't it be that I will never know that I am suitable for practicing the way of "entering the world"? Please Fang Master uncle told me, how many people would have such an idea?"

At this time, no one would think about whether they could still have today's cultivation without the practice of the ruthless way of the present method. According to Ying Yao's understanding of the ruthless way of the present method, these people would probably only think that they were in the middle of it. How much was lost, even if the loss had nothing to do with him at all.

Fang Li understood what he meant, but he glanced at Ying Yao, but he couldn't find any worried expression on his face. Ying Yao looked at his expression in a daze for a while, and suddenly said, "The struggle for the great way?"

Ying Yao had personally experienced the schemes of Chu Xiang and Chu Hang brothers, but he was still misled by the news released by them, thinking that they also had the seal of "this road leads to mystery" in their hands. How can monks who have far less news than him not misunderstand it?With the Dao heart of the ruthless Dao cultivator, how could he not try his best to get a share of it?

These monks are currently the highest cultivation level and Yingyao is not as good as Yingyao. If they charge forward for the so-called Dao struggle in the past ten years, and someone can mislead them to kill each other, maybe they will not be right after ten years. What kind of threat does Jie and the nearly ten monks who have joined the world of the Sword Sect pose?

Fang Li nodded lightly, and said, "Ah Yao's question has been resolved, let's go back to the sect. In the past ten years, Ayao needs to come forward to deal with it, so I'm sorry."

The matter has come to this point, Ying Yao can neither intervene to create side effects, nor can he criticize what has happened, so he really has nothing to ask, he can only follow Fang Li's suggestion, get up and say goodbye to him.

"Uncle Fang, take care," Ying Yao said, "but whether to close the mountain still needs to be discussed with the head. If things go against your wishes, please don't blame Master Uncle."

Fang Li waved his hands, but didn't speak, he didn't know whether to blame him or let him go.

Ying Yao didn't have the idea of ​​pestering him to get an explanation. He bent down and picked up the saving world sword, turned around and walked out of the city lord's mansion, raised the sword and flew towards the Zongmen. where.

Zheng Chuan was conscientiously helping him to watch his apprentice, and he was a little surprised when he received Ying Yao's message amulet. He didn't know why he ran out of Chuhang's small world so quickly, and Ying Yao asked him to wait on his own mountain. After a while, he speeded up and flew back to the sect.

With his current footsteps, the distance of a thousand miles can only be flown in a moment or two, and the sword cultivator returned to the sect in less than an hour.

It was time to recruit disciples again, and the foot of the mountain was full of mortals who came to try their luck. Ying Yao stood on a high place and looked outside the mountain gate, sighed slightly, and flew away from their heads.

He left home for more than half a year this time, and the disciples who had been beaten up by him before he left had successfully established their foundations, and they were happily flying around with their swords three feet above the ground, and even tried to climb onto the roof first Fly again to see if they can fly higher, Zheng Chuan didn't stop them from messing around, just stood aside and watched with a smile, and occasionally said a few words to his worrying sword.

Ying Yao landed on the top of his mountain, glanced at what the three apprentices were yelling at, pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly, and ignored them, walked towards Zheng Chuan, found a gazebo and sat down with him, Try to tell him in detail what you have seen and heard in Chuhang Xiaotiandi and the conversation with Fang Li.

Zheng Chuan frowned more and more as he heard it, and finally almost made himself look distressed. After Ying Yao finished his last sentence, he also fell silent, and thoughtfully got up and left the gazebo to give him time to think. The sword attendant boy who used the sword went up, folded his arms and looked at the clouds and mist lingering on the top of the mountain.

"I'm inclined to close the mountain," said Zheng Chuan. "It's only been ten years, and it won't delay anything if the scope of this mountain is enlarged."

Ying Yao reacted for a while before he understood Zheng Chuan's meaning. He laughed and said, "Why didn't Master say that the nearby Chang'an is also included in the scope of Fengshan?"

Zheng Chuan glared at him: "Can that be called nearby?"

Ying Yao still thinks it is not good to close the mountain, but he also understands that with the current status of the sword sect in the world, there are not too many disciples who need to go out and experience all over the world. That's enough, the monk's closure of the mountain did not delay the entry and exit of ordinary people, and it was not a delay, so he spread his hands and did not refute Zheng Chuan.

Joining the sword sect is now considered a famous sect, and it is necessary to inform the sects all over the world that it is determined to close the mountain. It will not be completed in a short time. Entrusted the three apprentices to Zheng Mo, who had entered the Jindan stage.

When his three apprentices were picked up by Zheng Mo, he didn't know whether they should rejoice at being able to taste Xu Zhao's craftsmanship, or should be dejected because their master let him go, but all of them showed reluctance to respond to Yao. .

Two months later, Chu Hang finally controlled his own small world. Chu Xiang quietly brought Huanxi Foxiu back to Wuliang City, and then openly challenged him, asking him to meet him on Mount Emei.

The two of them each brought their own Transcendence Tribulation and Transformation God, and it was also on this day that Joined Sword Sect announced the closure of the mountain. Dui didn't know why, but the mortals who came here after hearing the package of food and housing had heard "Fengshan" and "Ten Years" in one ear.

This is exactly in line with Zheng Chuan's low-key thoughts. He didn't mind that no one was watching the ceremony. He went through the process step by step, put the head seal in his arms, stretched his waist, turned his head and said to Ying Yao who was following behind : "The mountains are closed, and I have to devote myself to cultivation. In addition to handling chores in the past ten years, remember to bring me apprentices."

Ying Yao was so overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility suddenly thrown by his master that even if he could speak, he could only nod in agreement. Zheng Chuan patted him on the shoulder approvingly, and walked away holding the worrying sword, far away. The next sentence: "Join the world, join the world, and at the end of your practice, don't forget which world you want to enter."

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