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Chapter 80: That year, Wen Qing was not yet Wen Qing

The bloody color on the gun's tip still has not changed at all today two hundred years later.

After the sharp blade of the Heavenly Order is eroded by the blood containing the extreme destructive divine power, although the power is blessed by the corresponding blessing, the traces left by this can almost never fade.

Compared with the suffering realm, the four realms are shallow and there are many turtles in the water, and the temple is small and the wind is strong, so he will not have any scruples when he starts to take action.

Even if someone exposes the three religions to the point of suffering, the contempt of the three religions is just another incident: Who in the church dares to sue me?

This is the world.

As Lin Chongyang stood up, he pulled up the heavenly orders, and the white clouds that enveloped the surroundings dissipated. The temperature that increased due to his breathing regulation gradually dropped, and the overflowing energy was also withdrawn at the same time.

In this dark and quiet environment, any sound will become very clear. Although the white clouds were soundproofed before, it is different now.

"Swords are not practiced like that."

Looking at the young man practicing sword not far away, Lin Chongyang reminded him:

"What's wrong with practicing? I just have to practice the sword realm. If I go out to walk around the world, I will die very quickly."

Although some changes occurred in the middle, the sword clan in the Tower of Ci Light still left only one Wushu.

Looking at the other party's resume, after the mood is broken, he is in a state of incomplete meditation and a sharp turn for the worse.

Fortunately, I was lucky in the end. Although I was cut off one arm, I successfully retired, but that's all.

It is a pity that a generation of swordsmen ended up like this.

"who!"

I don’t know if it’s because of the environment, the influence of the sword realm, or both, the young man’s personality is called “Shuibo” to be nice, but to put it bluntly, it’s lifeless.

However, Lin Chongyang's sudden appearance inevitably aroused the young man's alertness. He stared at the depths of Du Sheng's darkness, with a little more alert expression, and he held the sword in his hand tightly.

Even if the sword is already rusty, it will probably not take long to completely destroy it and will never be able to use it again.

"Since you came here, your tribe has been enjoying the benefits I brought and protecting my existence. Who do you think I am?"

Lin Chongyang's tone was calm and his steps were light, and he walked step by step under the patio.

His words also deepened the young man's vigilance. Although his unharmed personality is quite stable due to the environment and encounters, people's fear of the unknown comes from the instinct of the human body.

"Huh~"

The boy stared at the place where the sound came, calmed himself by adjusting his breathing, and looked for a chance to move his cell phone.

Opportunity to kill.

At this moment, he did not have the joy of being separated from loneliness, because he was waiting for the end of his life.

For their clan, the meaning of living in the world is to besides swords, there is only the meaning of waiting for death. If you can die wonderfully enough, it will not be in vain to come to this world.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Lin Chongyang was not surprised by the behavior of the teenager. It is normal for him to have some mental problems when living alone in such a place, such as autism.

This is not a problem. As long as you don’t have a literary youth, he prefers to go straight.

"I'll give you a chance to do it."

Just as Lin Chongyang stepped out with one foot and stepped into the light under the courtyard, the boy moved.

"drink!"

He took the lead in taking advantage of others, and before he could make a move, he took the lead in the sword realm and seized his will to survive.

Then, the man moved and the sword moved.

Bang-

Just as the sword weapon approached Lin Chongyang three inches, he broke his edge and turned into ashes.

Lin Chongyang took all the ending aura he had arrived, then gathered his sword intent to reverse his nature, and stabbed his backhand into his unharmed body.

A meaningless confrontation ended in the midst of lightning.

As the confrontation ended, Lin Chongyang stepped under the patio, and Wushang saw clearly what his clan protected, or people.

"I originally planned to leave here first, but now, I have changed my mind." He said to the boy.

This is a good seedling. Since there is a cause and effect between the two parties, he doesn't mind staying for a longer period of time.

Although he did not need to protect him for more than two hundred years, he had accepted this love.

However, the young man could no longer hear his words at this moment, and his final aura was reversed and condensed into a sword intent. After entering his unscathed body, he had only had time to see Lin Chongyang's appearance clearly, and then he directly entered an enlightenment state.

The young man stood there, and his systematic swordsmanship was demonstrated one by one in his consciousness from simple to traditional.

The sword intent was also helping him sort out the messy internal energy, guiding him how to use the sword intent correctly, and at the same time solving the hidden dangers in his body.

After confirming that the boy was safe, Lin Chongyang's hand was cut by the Heavenly Order, and a crack appeared on the ground, gathering the dead bones all over the ground.

After the cracks were closed, a stone tablet was erected on the spot, and one name after another was engraved on it.

For Lin Chongyang, this kind of thing is just a small task.

While he was still enlightened, he decided to stay for a while, so he simply began to transform Du Sheng secretly.

………

When Wushu woke up from his sudden enlightenment, he looked at the already changed environment and fell into confusion.

The first thing that comes into view is a dark river led out from the depths of the dark land of Dusheng. The water is silent and flows endlessly, neither rush nor slow, flowing in this world.

The dead bones all over the ground also disappeared, and a stone tablet stood not far from him, and he even saw the name of his parents on it.

Du Sheng now has nothing to do with darkness. He was covered with red and golden flames shone on the stone lamps on the cave wall, and he even saw the stone bed and stone table through the fire.

If the patio was not still there, he would have thought that he had been taken to another place.

Just as Wushen was wondering where Lin Chongyang was going, a crack suddenly appeared in the space beside him, and the young man who walked out of it said:

"woke up?"

Taking advantage of this time, he went outside to take a look and bought some things.

No matter where it is, gold and silver are common currencies, and the consumption level of the Tower of Ci Light is far inferior to that of the suffering state.

"Thank you, sorry." The boy said little, but he could distinguish the priorities.

He knew very well what happened to him. Although their clan had been destroyed, he had read a lot of the classics left by the clan while waiting for death.

"Let's eat something first. I'm afraid you won't get used to it, so I only bought some lighter food."

………

That year, the destruction of autistic scholar who had not yet become a person, ushered in a turning point in his life.

Although Lin Chongyang no longer accepts disciples, this does not prevent him from giving advice to his favorite juniors. It is normal for him to pass on a few moves after he is in a good mood.

As time goes by, the relationship between the two is also changing.
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