Feng Rugu looked at him and whispered: "He is not good enough. If you knew that you would become like this if you asked you to go to Hanshan Temple, your adoptive father would not let go."

Having said that, the two sides were silent, and only the heartbeat echoed in the room.

The two sitting opposite each other in the room had their own thoughts, so they would not notice when there was one more person at the door.

Chang Boning, who had hidden his breath, held a paper bag in his hand and stood in the open door, listening to the whispers of the two, and a faint layer of worry was covered between his eyebrows and eyes covered with veil.

...Even though he was asked to rest, he was never so disobedient.

...He always puts this child above him.

After a while, Chang Boning stepped out silently, his clothes floated, but he could not float into the sight of the two in the room.

When he returned to the main house, he called Luo Fuchun: "Fuchun, let him come out as soon as possible. I was in a hurry to rush to Mizhi Mountain. This is the best pastry I found in the city, so I told him not to waste it."

Luo Fuchun held it in both hands, said with a whisper, and wanted to say something. Chang Boning said simply, "Don't send it away" and stepped out of Qianjiyuan.

When Luo Fuchun was thinking about something with a snack, Hai Jing couldn't help but say, "Master Chang is really gentle and elegant, caring for his fellow disciples. He did such good deeds in the ancient city more than ten years ago. No matter how you look at it, he is a gentleman. I think the so-called "Ghost Heart Guanyin" is a lie."

Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu looked at each other.

Sang Luojiu said: "If this name is, his master will not disappoint you."

Haijing was still immersed in his admiration for Chang Boning, and was surprised: "How could it be? He really..."

Luo Fuchun nodded: "Ten years ago, my brother Xiao Rang was seriously injured in the trouble of "Lien World". He woke up and was unconscious. But when my master and uncle broke into "Lien World" to save people, he was very noisy and noisy. He happened to wake up for a while and saw-"

Before the "Legend of the World" happened, Chang Boning was the most promising person among the young generation of Fengling and even the Taoist sect who had the most hope to ascend to the upper realm. He was simply indifferent to desires, humble and polite. His only flaw was that he was too Buddha nature and did not know what to kill, which led to his swordsmanship being less diligent, and he was slightly inferior to his junior brother Feng Ru's previous practice in swordsmanship.

He has a very good reputation outside, and it is even rumored that someone has set up a temple for him to praise his merits.

It was this figure who was like a legitimate immortal who led the way that day, broke into the Demonic Prison, smashed the shackles, and rescued everyone. Xiao Rang opened his eyes in a daze and saw him kneeling beside Feng Rugu, and when he lifted the rag covering Feng Rugugu's body, his hands were shaking out, and tears were pouring out.

The clamor of the demon came from not far away. Xiao Rang wanted to remind Chang Boning, who was stiff all over his body, to pay attention behind him, but saw him standing up staggeringly, holding his tears in his mouth, pressing his sword sideways.

The Tangdi sword with half of her body was covered with a thin and sharp red light.

Dozens of demons shouted and rushed from the other side of the prison road.

Chang Boning suddenly turned around, and the Tangdi sword was completely unsheathed, but the sword had no edge. The sword energy raised was transformed into a light red flower rain all day long. Each petal turned into a murderous intent. So fast, it was not enough to blink. The group of demon cultivators who were killing were already in the sound of shrill and miserable howls, and countless holes were broken by the petals, and the blood mist exploded, and all the corpses were transformed into corpses.

Flower rain passes through the border, and thousands of demons are killed.

That night, Chang Boning's sword technique, which had not been able to break through for four years, finally achieved great success.

He, who has always been known as the sage of the priest, also used the sacred sword technique of almost killing all the demon cultivators within a radius of three miles that night. He became famous all over the sky and was named "Ghost Heart Guanyin". Everyone respected it and everyone feared it.

...

Looking at Hai Jing who was stunned by the shock, Luo Fuchun explained helplessly: "When I entered the mountain, I also felt that my master was different from each other. But over time, he showed his heart. His master had a very good personality and temper. You don't have to be afraid of him. As long as you are unfair to touch his murderous intent, he doesn't like to dance with swords and guns and kill people's lives. His favorite thing in his life is my master, and he just waters flowers."

...

Chang Boning stepped out of the courtyard and exhaled, but the depression in his chest failed to go away with the wind with this breath.

He rubbed his chest with a strange expression.

This time I felt uncomfortable, and it was exactly the same as ten years ago, despite the serious injury and dying, and ran down the mountain to find it in one breath.

He has always given his junior brother ten percent of his freedom, but he doesn't want him to use this freedom on that person.

Chang Boning thought blankly, is this a manifestation of his inadequate spiritual practice?

He was about to think about it carefully, but suddenly his expression moved, and he seemed to look to the southwest side with some awareness, but he saw nothing.

He laughed secretly and said, "I am very concerned, held the Tangdi sword, turned into a flowing cloud, and marched towards Mizhi Mountain, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Soon, the figure of a man in black appeared on the eaves on the southwest side.

He held the handle of the Wujin Tang sword with his hand, slowly rubbed the end of the handle with his fingertips, and stared at the direction where Chang Boning left.

After being in a daze, he unbuttoned a little of the front button and looked down at the position of his chest.

Scars on his chest were intertwined, as if he had been scratched with a short-handled dagger.

But among a bunch of messy lines, several zigzags can be vaguely identified.

——The most conspicuous and clearest among them is the messy word "chang".

The eyes of the man in black under the mask showed a little confusion, but soon even the only emotion faded.
Chapter completed!