This worshiper is only a practitioner at the peak of the fifth realm. In the world of a practitioner, he and a being like Fang Xiumu are separated from the earth and the sky. If he were to be ordinary, even if he had changed to any ordinary master of the seventh realm, he would probably not stop talking nonsense with someone like him.

However, Fang Xiumu was in a wonderful opportunity at this time, and the first thing he had to straighten out was his own mood.

So he stopped, even turned his body, looked at the too shocked and puzzled worshipper of the Zhengshi Department, and said, "Everyone in the world, including Yuanwu and that person, thinks that my cultivation talent is better than my brother, but this is not the case."

The priest of the Criminal Office suppressed the shock and panic in his heart. Looking at the square embroidered curtain with a faint gem luster flowing on his body, he was even more puzzled.

Fang Xiumu's talent for cultivation is well known in the world. Even the man from that time was said to have visited Fang Mansion specifically and believed that Fang Xiumu's achievements would be far beyond Fang Sheng and others.

Fang Xiumu has never taken action in Changling for many years and has almost no record of fighting with others. However, most practitioners are impressed after seeing Fang Xiumu. Therefore, even though Fang Xiumu has lived in seclusion and practiced in recent years, he has become more famous.

Fang Xiumu was the best talent among those who were close to that generation of practitioners. This is something that almost everyone believes. However, he said so now. Will Yuanwu and that person be wrong?

"My brother seems inferior to me because he has done everything and I only need to consider the things about practice. So in the past many years, he has done a lot of things, but I am just a fool who only knows how to practice."

Fang Xiumu thought about many clips over the years and felt a little sad, "What I am the worst as good as my brother is that I don't know him enough, but he knows me even more than myself."

"I practice the Pure Nature Sutra and the Pure Nature state of mind. In the past, I raised a pond of fish to see the joy and joy of the pond of koi in the limited pure world. Before the Lushan Alliance, I had the opportunity to break the realm. But my brother had told me a long time ago that I was still a little short of something."

"I left Changling and went back to the sea, and stayed here for a long time. I always felt that I lacked something. Until today, I heard the news of my brother's death, I realized what I lacked."

"Pure and inaction are too pure and have few desires. Although it matches the state of mind of the practice I practice, fish jumping over the dragon gate requires a kind of fighting spirit to rush to death. If I don't fight or kill, how can I have the state of mind of jumping out of the water, leaving the limited world, and turning fish into dragons?"

"What I lack is this murderous intent."

"My brother knows me too much, so he wants to bring me such an opportunity with his own death."

Listening to Fang Xiumu's words, the priest gradually became clear in his heart, but he still couldn't help it and asked, "Then why do you want to live here and do such heavy labor every day?"

"Since it's too pure, let's look at a different world. There may be something I lack in the ordinary world. My state of mind has become a pool of quiet water over the years of practice. Fortunately, this cruel official did a good job. His actions made me more and more unhappy, and eventually aroused my murderous intention."

Fang Xiumu glanced at the enthronement of the Criminal Department and continued: "And although this place is not close to Changling, it is not too far away."

The priests are silent.

It is rumored that this fool who only knows how to concentrate on practicing has already stepped out of the waves and left the world, traveling overseas fairy mountains, but in fact he has been staying in this world and has not completely gone away.

His cultivation was too low to guess the realm of Fang Xiumu at this time, but looking at the faint treasure light surrounding Fang Xiumu, he knew that Fang Xiumu's departure was a real hidden dragon coming out of the abyss. For the Qin Dynasty, there was another powerful and terrifying enemy.

"Where are you...what are you going?"

The whereabouts of such a person are very important to the Qin Dynasty, so even though he knew that such a problem might anger the other party and cause death, he looked at Fang Xiumu who turned around and left, and the priest of the Criminal Office took a deep breath and asked.

Fang Xiumu's face was calm. He did not stop and just said, "This place is closer to Yinshan, and what's the point of returning to Changling now? Who can I kill?"

The prison priest could no longer speak.

It was not until Fang Xiumu's figure completely disappeared from his sight that a deeper chill surged out of his body again.

He began to think that Fang Xiumu was answering his questions to completely express his attitude and inform the people of the world.

He said what the meaning of Changling is, and who can he kill?

However, with Fang Xiumu's realm and cultivation at this time, who could not kill Changling?

At most, there were several people including Zheng Xiu.

So what he meant was that from then on, he became the enemy of Zheng Xiu and Yuanwu, and he wanted to kill Zheng Xiu and Yuanwu.

He told the world that he would go to Yinshan, and at the same time he also told many masters who wanted to go to, the enemies of Bashan Sword Field wanted to go there, so he would fight with him.

Although he has never been quiet and unable to take action, how many masters in the world have the confidence to defeat him?

...

Fang Xiumu walked quietly on the waves.

The river is wide, and his mood is vast.

He finally understood why he had achieved such achievements in cultivation with Ye Ce Leng's talent and being deliberately suppressed over the years.

Because some people practice hard and ignorant, but people like her are fighting for their lives every step.

If he had been safe and purified and kept practicing in the courtyard, he might have an amazing life span, but he might end up being free from sorrow or joy, and no external objects would disturb his heart, and eventually became an emotional wooden man.

However, people are born with emotions and have many things that they cannot let go.

If all these are left, what traces can this person leave in his life?

Then what else should I do to be alive?

As he moved forward, layers of pure light continued to emerge on his body, just like the morning when there was no one. When the sunset was rising, the occasional waves of light appeared on the water.

These layers of pure light were the natural accumulation of his years of hard work. At this moment, it emanated from his body and slowly condensed, slowly forming a sword in front of him, forming a natal sword.

The sword sinks under his feet, slowly revealing murderous intent.

The river broke through, and his sword was like a fast boat riding the wind and waves, rising up against the current.

...

When Fang Xiumu's original sword was formed and his body was covered with clear light and walked towards Yinshan Mountain, Fusu, who had been unconscious in the Qianshan Formation for a long time, gradually woke up.
Chapter completed!