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"You have average talent in practicing swords, but you have good spiritual root qualifications. You can choose to do a Taoist practice and may be able to go further in the future."

"No! I want me to practice swords!" A young boy was a little cold and a little stubborn.

"If you practice swords, you may suffer."

"I'm not afraid of hardship!"

"You decided?"

"I decided!"

"Since that's the case, you can join me.

From today on, you will be my disciple, a disciple of Liuhua Sword Sect, Cheng Beiluo.”

There was a flowing light floating in the young man's bright eyes. "The disciple of Liuhua Sword Sect, Cheng Beiluo, pay homage to Master!"

...

The past passed by like the wind. At this moment, they finally understood why Cheng Beiluo was so abnormal and forced them to tell them all the interesting things that had happened.

Su Jiu finally understood what the complex emotions in Cheng Beiluo's eyes actually represented.

Yes, as a sword cultivator, how could he really be willing to swallow his anger and be a monster that is neither human nor ghost? He had planned all this long ago for the sake of the sect and the realm of Cang.

He knew that he could no longer go back to his past and that he had not lived long, so he used his only life to do his best to destroy their plans.

Today, even if Ming Shan died without death, I am afraid that these people will not be able to complete this sacrifice.

Everything finally came to an end.

A few casual cultivators who had said bad words before had already sneaked away in shame.

Wei Yu's eyes were red and his eyes directly grabbed Chu Qianqiu's collar, "You have known it long ago, right?"

Chu Qianqiu pushed Wei Yu away, "Yes, I guessed it when he appeared."

"Then why are you..." Wei Yuwen moved his lips and finally didn't say that sentence.

But Chu Qianqiu obviously did not intend to calm down the situation. "Then why didn't I stop him? Why didn't I help him? Why didn't I explain it clearly to you at that time? Is this what you want to ask?"

"He is already like this, how do you want me to help him? Besides, as a disciple of the Liuhua Sword Sect, you should be the one who understands the most clearly and clearly.

And after I explained the situation clearly to you, what else can you do besides impulsively stopping? Okay, even if you stop it, what after the stopping it? The cracks are preserved, and then continue to let others live with other people's strange eyes?

Wei Yu, I ask you to put yourself in your shoes and think about it. If you were Cheng Beiluo, would you do better than him? You are afraid that on the first day of becoming a monster, you will be unable to bear the humiliation and commit suicide.

Give him a freedom, he should be free."

Wei Yu stood there in a daze, but his heart seemed to be constantly tearing by his hands. In addition to the unbearable dull pain, there were also waves of confusion.

Most sword cultivators are very simple. They always think that a sword can penetrate their lives, but forget that the sword cannot penetrate the worldly ways, nor can they run through the confusion in their lives.

Since Yun Chao grew up so old, the uncles of the masters whom he saw were always sharp. In their eyes, they rarely had extra emotions except swords. But on this day, he saw that the uncles of the masters had red eyes. Wei Yu kept looking up at the sky, and the water light at the corners of his eyes was forced back several times.

There are few things that he can never forget in his life, but he probably will never forget this day...

The people in the wind forest and the stars gradually dissipated.

A senior god-transforming senior from the Liuhua Sword Sect apologized to Chu Qianqiu on behalf of Wei Yuhe.

Chu Qianqiu obviously looked uninterested, so he waved his hand and left with the wind.

After looking at this side, Yuxiu Daojun and Cao Yin Daojun also left hand in hand. After all, they needed to return to the sect to deal with everything about Fenglin Xinghe.

Yun Chao seemed to have lost his soul and had been standing there for a long time. Yun Huanling and Su Jiu gave him a hug each other.

Perhaps it seemed that the embrace was too warm, which allowed him to gradually thaw from the cold.

He looked at Su Jiu, laughing even worse than crying, "I might have to leave with my elders first."

Su Jiu nodded and said goodbye to him, but when everyone else was already standing on the sword, he heard the voice transmission from Su Jiu again.

"If you don't want to laugh in the future, don't laugh anymore. No one stipulates that anyone must greet everything with a smile."
Chapter completed!