Countless eyes focused on Lu Qingshan at this time.

A mysterious and mysterious force suddenly enveloped Lu Qingshan at this moment.

Lu Qingshan also felt this magical power.

The function of this power is also very simple. Every choice Lu Qingshan makes is based on what he wants, rather than the "correct answer" written in order to pass the test and speculate on the wishes of the questioner.

"No change." Lu Qingshan shook his head and replied.

Everyone was in an uproar, but Langya Sword Master's eyes were filled with darkness, "Do you know that if you don't hand over the demon sword today, you will become a demon cultivator despised by everyone, and you may be devoured by the demon sword at any time."

"Whether I am a demon cultivator or not cannot be decided by a sword." Lu Qingshan said.

Langya Sword Master's face was unclear, and he finally shook his sleeves angrily and turned around to leave.

Under the strange looks of the monks, Lu Qingshan returned to Qingyun Sect with the second place in the positioning battle.

On Qingyun Mountain, the sect is right in front of you.

Lu Qingshan was about to join the sect.

But at this moment, all the pictures began to shatter, and the scene changed drastically.

A moment later, Qingyun Mountain turned into Daishan Mountain.

Lu Qingshan returned to Daishan Mountain Road.

In front of him is the character played by Lu Qingshan, Yan Qingfeng, in the illusion.

"Ask the state of mind and have the guidance of the mind. When making any choice in it, no one can do anything against their will." Yan Qingfeng looked at Lu Qingshan and said slowly: "So, deep down in your heart, you just don't want to change the sword.

It is not a choice made with false feelings just to pass this state of mind."

"Just why? Why do you choose this way?" Yan Qingfeng frowned and asked, "Why would you rather bear the infamy and identity of a demon cultivator?"

"What defines you is never the sword itself, but the way you use it." Lu Qingshan said.

Yan Qingfeng was startled, and then his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he murmured and repeated: "What defines you is never the sword itself, but the way you use it."

"But the situation where Quexie drags you into the Blood Sea Hell and faces the Blood Sea Evil Beast is real.

The Blood Sea Evil Beast is indeed getting stronger and stronger, and you may lose to it next time and suffer the Devourer.

Can't you feel that fear?" Yan Qingfeng asked again.

"Fear does exist," Lu Qingshan nodded and said softly: "But escaping is only one of the options."

Yan Qingfeng was still stunned, staring at Lu Qingshan's calm and delicate face, and suddenly smiled with relief, and the laughter circled halfway up the mountain, "Wonderful! Fellow Daoist Lu is such a wonderful person."

Smiling and laughing, Yan Qingfeng's laughter gradually turned sad.

"I wish I had been as firm as fellow Taoist Lu," Yan Qingfeng said regretfully.

He waved his hand.

The screen reappears.

He is still the master of Langya Sword, and he still trades the divine sword for the devil sword.

On one side is the name of the demon cultivator that everyone is shouting about, and there is the great fear of being devoured at any time, and on the other side is the second divine sword in the world.

There is no reason to refuse.

Yan Qingfeng took the sword.

A hundred years later.

Yan Qingfeng became the leader of the Qingyun Sect.

On the day he took over as the sect leader, Langya Sword Master launched a war of annexation against all the sects in the world of cultivation with overwhelming power.

One case after another, like attacking a city.

In the blink of an eye, thirty-four of the thirty-six sects have either surrendered or been destroyed.

Langya Sword Master entered the last sect alone.

Qingyunmen.

Yan Qingfeng, who has become the leader of the Qingyun Sect, fights.

Just a sword.

Yan Qingfeng, who is said to be invincible in the world, was defeated.

Yan Qingfeng looked at the dark sword in Master Langya's hand and sarcastically said: "In order to unify the world of cultivation, Master Langya is willing to serve the demon sword and become a demon cultivator."

Langya Sword Master looked at Yan Qingfeng calmly and asked: "Who told you that Quexie is a magic sword?"

Yan Qingfeng was stunned.

"The overall situation has been decided, I might as well tell you the truth." Langya Sword Master sneered, black mist shrouded, and terrifying scales gradually appeared on his face.

"Evil beast!" Yan Qingfeng exclaimed.

The Master of Langya Sword actually looks like an evil beast in the Blood Sea Hell.

"Quexie, if there are demons, they will ambush them when they see them. Among them, it suppresses the evil beasts of heaven and earth. It is the supreme divine sword. How can it be a demon sword?" Jiejie, the master of Langya Sword, said with a smile: "Back then, Queexie Sword presided over the suppression of the evil beasts of heaven and earth.

The blood sea hell suppresses all evil beasts into the sword.

Thousands of years later, the former Quexie Sword Master has passed away, and I was able to escape the suppression. Therefore, Quexie tried every means to suppress me again."

"However, no matter how powerful the evil sword is, it is just a sword and cannot face the enemy independently, so it needs to find a new sword master.

It can give the sword master endless divine power, but in order to train the sword master, it will drag the sword master into the blood sea hell and let the sword master accept the assessment.

Only those who pass the assessment can obtain the corresponding divine power.

The second master of the Quexie Sword, Quexie, wanted to kill me, but I killed him, but before he died, he threw the master of the Quexie Sword.

But Xie flew thousands of miles away, and I couldn't catch him.

Later, I transformed into a human race and took charge of Langya Sword Pavilion. I have been searching for the evil for thousands of years but still can't find it."

"And you are the third sword master that Quexie has set his sights on." Langya Sword Master sneered: "But it never imagined that its own sword master would be killed because of the name of the demon sword that I fabricated out of thin air.

Choose to abandon it?"

Yan Qingfeng felt like he was struck by lightning.

Langya Sword Master struck again: "Que Xie is not a demon sword, but the sword in your hand is a real demon sword."

Yan Qingfeng was slightly startled and looked at the brilliant sword in his hand.

The Immortal-killing Sword.

"It's not about slaying demons, it's not about killing demons, it's about killing immortals," Langya Sword Master said calmly: "Besides being a demon, what else could it be to kill immortals?

The Immortal-killing Divine Sword has been left in Langya Pavilion for thousands of years without an owner, precisely because it is a demonic sword."

"Take the Evil God Sword and exchange it for the Immortal Killing Demon Sword." Langya Sword Master sneered, "Stupid."

The Master of Langya Sword swung another sword, the sky and the earth suddenly brightened and disappeared, and Yan Qingfeng died.

"I retreated in the face of fear, and moved in the face of temptation, but the Evil God Sword chose me, but I was not worthy of it." Yan Qingfeng laughed at himself.

"I am solely responsible for this outcome, and I cannot blame anyone else.

I just hate myself for letting Quexie be shamed and become the master of the Langya Sword, a demonic sword that brings disaster to the world, causing the world to be plagued by evil beasts."

Yan Qingfeng let out a long sigh and turned sideways to make way for the narrow mountain path behind him, where he could already see the top of Mount Dai.
Chapter completed!