Chapter 259 Truth Translation

The gray fog spread closer, almost passing the three of them.

"Time is coming to an end, why is Feng Jiang not coming back yet?"

Li Shen asked:

"I really won't have a good ending?"

"Then sure, I'll lie to you what I'm doing."

"Haoran is righteous, not at all."

"This is what the world is, and most things do not have innate orientation."

Li Shen sighed softly:

"Things are not things."

The gray fog dissipated, Feng Jiang ran out quickly and said:

"There is already a lot of anxiety outside, and it's been a long time since we found an opportunity to stay away from the battlefield."

"Are you fighting with my body?"

"Yes, no, the spiritual energy of the Xiao Qiankun Sword can be extended. From the eyes of outsiders, it should be your sword that controls you."

"The mortal stage needs to fight against the foundation building stage, and relying solely on swordsmanship is not possible."

"Fortunately, the Five Ao Jian can't use resentment, and can barely block the upper hand."

"Well... I've suffered a little injury, it doesn't matter?"

Liu Qingxiao continued:

"It doesn't matter, we immortals who are righteous and virtuous, are all very hard. What's the point of getting hurt? When I went out just now, I was not careful and beat too hard, and my left leg almost broke."

"You are so embarrassed to say that it's because my left leg is injured, and it's difficult for me to use my sword technique, otherwise it wouldn't have become like this."

Liu Qingxiao waved his hand and said:

"Our fighting style is different. If we lack legs, we will lack legs. There will always be corresponding playing styles."

Feng Jiang glared at Liu Qingxiao, turned his head and said to Li Shen:

"Young Master Li, it's time for you to leave."

"I have shown you sword skills, Liu Qingxiao has helped you make up for your knowledge, and the tired Taoist has developed a powerful weapon for you."

"We have nothing to give you."

Li Shen bowed deeply and said:

"You will never repay your help to me in your lifetime. I will do my best to save you from here."

Feng Jiang forced a smile.

The tired Taoist paused his pen tip and thought about how to start writing.

Liu Qingxiao looked at the two of them, smiled and said:

"We are all good-natured immortals, so we don't have a twists and turns, and I believe you can accept it."

"Tell you what happened first."

"A year ago, I discovered that many cultivators in the city were going crazy."

"I found that they were all infected with resentment."

"It is extremely difficult to accommodate qi other than spiritual energy, and these people's realm is only in the Qi Refining Period."

"So I followed up all the way and finally found the culprit, killed them, and found that there was still someone behind them."

"Kill the people behind them, and another group of people come."

"Later, when I came into contact with Feng Jiang, I realized that they were not relationships between superiors and subordinates, but collaborators."

"I've been wandering around the right answer."

"Feng Jiang and I don't know each other's swordsmanship. We also hate each other's resentment, believing that it has affected the minds of immortal cultivators."

"After joining forces, no one can stop it."

"But by chance, we met a person who was about to enter the foundation-building stage in the secret room in the kitchen of a sashimi meal."

"At the moment he died, he cut off his right hand and shouted, "I am willing to give up controlling my resentment and be your slave for life."

"He died in a blink of an eye, but his body survived, just like 'Congtianlu'. If you see it with your own eyes, you won't say more."

"At that time, the strength of 'resentment' was not that strong."

"Feng Jiang and I fought hard, and finally beat the body to apart."

"This incident left a deep impression on us. We can't understand what 'resential fetus' is, but we know that this kind of thing must never be left in the world."

"We searched for a few more months and finally unexpectedly learned where the resentment gathered."

"I thought of facing such a terrible opponent, and I specially invited the tired Taoist to help."

"After calculating, the true strength of 'resential fetus' is only the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Period. The three of us, the mid-stage foundation establishment period, can escape even if we cannot win."

"How could I know that when I got to the west mountain, if I really fought with it, it would be transformed and become stronger."

"We went through a lot of hardships and could not escape. At the last moment, we gathered the power of three people and forged the small Qiankun sword."

"I hope it will fall into the hands of righteous people one day."

"We have tried it. It's not possible to rely solely on spiritual energy, it's not possible to rely solely on talismans, it's not possible to cooperate with each other."

"Someone must be able to integrate them into it to have a chance to defeat it."

"Of course that person is you."

"You have an advantage that we can't reach at all."

"You can accommodate resentment."

"Although I don't know if I can become a resentful immortal cultivator, you are on the same starting line with that thing."

"It's only the last step."

Li Shen grabbed a handful of mist that spread to his waist and asked:

"We can go out and talk about these things. Do you know how to go out?"

"If you want to leave, just close your eyes."

"What about you?"

The three of them looked at Li Shen and smiled.

Li Shen's heartbeat missed a few shots, and he got up early and guessed, but he just couldn't believe it.

"Mr. Li, at the beginning, you promised Xiao Qiankun Sword to realize its dream. What is that dream?"

"You..."

"Yes, we died there four months ago."

Li Shen showed pain on his face. The gap between the truth and speculation was at least tens of millions of meters wide, but it only takes one sentence to expose it.

There was a voice in my heart roaring: "They are all good people! They are all good people! Why do you want them to die like this!"

But he couldn't yell, his voice pressed on his throat, and sadness and anger occupied his heart alternately.

As a senior brother, Feng Jiang always takes good care of the emotions of his disciples, and he also said intimately:

"Who in the world is not dead? You have to be more careful."

Liu Qingxiao smiled and said:

"Although the feeling of death is not very pleasant, I still feel happy to see you and know that Haoran has a successor."

"Yes, if someone has learned the four swords of the Evil-Baring Sword in just twenty days, it will definitely be difficult to believe when he is alive."

The tired Taoist wrote a line of small words:

"Don't be sad, although we are dead, we have left you."

The three of them approached, stretched out their right hands and gently patted Li Shen on the shoulder.

Li Shen felt sad, his eyes were red, but he couldn't cry.

"It's better to be strong, you will face various crises in the future."

“It’s time to say goodbye.”

"Young Master Li."

"Li Shen."

The characters are written with "Li Shen", and the writing is soft and soft.

"Remember to complete the dream of the Little Qiankun Sword, our corpse is on the Wunv Mountain in the west of the city"

"We will tell you about the secrets of the world."

"If you go out now, you may not be able to win the resentment and give birth to a fetus. The gap in your realm can only be made up by your realm."

"It's going to tell you the secrets of the world."

"Cultivation is not the only way to advance."
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