After leaving, only Feng Rurugu was left in the room.

He was even more unintentional to sleep and sat quietly by the table with his clothes.

The moonlight was bleak. I climbed up the wooden window and painted a horizontal and vertical shadow on the ground, which caught a few fireflies and three points of cold dew.

Feng Rugu counted the moon shadows filtered through the wooden window, horizontal and vertical, six squares, and eight squares. He counted them more than ten times, clearly.

The fireflies come and go, and the cold dew is dripping.

Listening to the dripping sound, Feng Rugu dipped in herbal tea and wrote the word "Ding" on the desktop.

Perhaps because he was destined to be sleepless tonight, Feng Rugu thought of his old friends one by one, and finally, he thought of this enemy.

He tapped his fingertips with water twice beside the word "Ding", and then without thinking, he drew a turtle next to him, and then he found the picture pleasing to the eye.

When he put down his hand with satisfaction, the door was knocked again.

Tonight, there are really many sleepless people.

Guan Wuzhi's reason for tossing and turning is extremely sufficient.

However, one day and one night, on the Fengling Immortal Peak, the immortal king who was worshipping thousands of Taoists came to this remote Qingyang Mountain one after another. Ding You, the master of the demonic path who had been missing for many years, targeted him, a small sect. He even had to take the life of his disciples with his brother to prevent this problem.

The small hill has always been peaceful and quiet. The biggest worry is that too many fish have died in the fish pond recently. When did you encounter such a crisis?

This series of sudden changes caused Guan Buzhi to sweat coldly just by lying down and staring at the top of the tent.

After all, he was young and could not sleep at night. He could not leave the courtyard again. He put on his clothes and stood up. Seeing that there were still shaking in the main room, he wanted to come and ask Duanrong Jun for peace.

Guan Wuzhi only knew that Feng Rugu would complete the plan while the moon was dark and windy. Unknown, the two brothers changed their identities. After knocking on the door, they bowed deeply to Feng Rugu, and made their etiquette ten percent.

Feng Rugu received this gift calmly and invited him to come in. For the sake of Senior Brother Chang's image, he wiped off the turtle water stains on the table.

Guan Buzhi asked: "Does Duanrong Jun find it difficult to fall asleep? I am the same."

Feng Rugu asked back: "Are you scared?"

Guan Buzhi couldn't help but feel ashamed of being so directly hit by the center: "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm..."

Feng Ruguyan looked at him with a smile.

Guan Buzhi was speechless for a while, and smiled helplessly: "Yes. I have never encountered such a big thing in my life, so I can't help but feel nervous."

"It's common. The young Taoist sect is really a few people who can really stop things." Feng Rugu raised his teacup, "You are already rare."

Hearing this, Guan Fuzhi was a little surprised.

Qingyang Sect is not large in size, so they can't have a deep and extensive conversation with other Taoist sects. However, based on his brief opinion, the elites among the young Taoist sects are almost

All of them have experienced the "remaining world" chaos and were in the prison of monsters for three months, so their minds should be extremely tenacious.

He said, "How can you not be able to see the rainbow after storm?"

Feng Rugu said: "After storm, there is a rainbow in the sky and mud in the ground."

Guan couldn't figure it out: "Why?"

Feng Rugu said: "Because of my junior brother."

“……Yun Zhongjun?”

For ten years, except for Master, Feng Rugu did not mention any of the things that year to anyone.

When the senior brother asked him, Fu Chun tangled him, he smiled and said, "There are too many brilliant things, too lazy to say, too lazy to say."

Unexpectedly, today, he would mention that year to someone who had never experienced those things.

And "Leave the World" is indeed a legendary story that young Taoists yearn for.

Guan Wuzhi is no exception.

"I always heard them talk about 'Li Shi'. I hadn't been in the Tao for a long time and had not yet produced a golden elixir. The Qingyang Sect was only slightly large and could not even touch the edge of the Donghuang sacrifice ceremony." Guan Fuzhi asked, "What kind of place is 'Li Shi'?"

"What kind of place..." Feng Rugu raised his hand and gestured, "A cage as big as a city."

...

Things in the world are nothing more than one person who is exhausted and I am full of.

The Demonic Dao was in the orthodox position for thirteen years and was very glorious. The Taoist sects of various families hate purple and snatch vermilion. They have suffered for a long time, but they are unable to resist. They have to swallow their anger and regard it as the right person.

When the right path gains the upper hand again, the demon path becomes a rat crossing the street.

The world is full of anti-demon winds.

To kill the demons is the most righteous thing in the world.

"Legend of the World" is a mouse hole that these rats crossing the street exhausted their strength to open for themselves between heaven and earth.

The innocent demons and innocent demons are all hidden here.

But most demons think they are innocent.

The origin of this mentality can be traced back to the former Lord of the Demonic Way.

The former master of the Demonic Way, Jiuzhideng, was determined to lead the Demonic Way into the right path. Therefore, he died of the Blood Sect and the Corpse Sect, strictly prohibited the people of the Demonic Way from disturbing the world and concentrated on practicing.

During his tenure, the demonic path complained, and the righteous path even suspected that his purpose was impure, pretending to behave and wanted to win people's hearts.

After Jiuzhideng died, the Demon Way was besieged by the Right Way. Because the Blood Sect, which is as powerful as the harm, was almost extinct, the Demon Way was beaten to no avail at the beginning.

Until he retreated into the "relics of world", many demons still felt wronged.

Of course, there was no injustice to complain about the people who participated in the massacre of Taoism thirteen years ago, but in the past thirteen years, there were also many young people who had newly entered the devil's path. They rarely did evil. Even if they did evil, once they were exposed, they would be quickly wiped out by the demon lord.

Why do they also want to be driven away like pigs and dogs?

Therefore, the Lord of the Demonic Way, Jiuzhideng, was grateful to him in the slightest period before and after his death.

After the Nine Lanterns, his confidant Sun Yuanzhou became the Lord of the Demonic Way for a period of time, but was soon driven out of office.

When Feng Rugu and others fell into the "remaining world", it happened to be the time when the Blood Sect led by Dingyou was in its madness.

Feng Rugu asked Guan not to know: "What kind of person do you think Dingyou is?"

Guan Buzhi thought without hesitation: "He is a full-fledged evil! The hatred of killing my disciples is irreconcilable!"

Feng Rugu asked with his chin and asked, "If I say that he was originally from the Cultivation of Heart Sect before, he was led by his parents to specialize in the Heart Sutra of Demonic Path. None of his family had harmed anyone. He only practiced in the mountains. However, because of the righteous way, several small Taoist sects joined forces to kill the mountain. They did not distinguish between Qinghong and pulled out their swords and killed them. His parents and brothers were slaughtered. He was angry because of his hatred, and his eyes were red all night, and he turned to the Blood Sect. After achieving great success, he deliberately planned the transformation of the world and wanted to avenge blood revenge...."

Guan Buzhi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Feng Rugu smiled: "The Blood Sect of Demonic Dao depends entirely on human blood, which is extremely harmful. Do you know how many people practiced the Blood Sect before the Taoist sect slaughtered the Demonic Dao? There are 2 or 3. After the slaughter..."

Guan Buzhi swallowed.

... Needless to say.

Now it is extremely difficult to find a demonic path of the Hehuan Sect who practices the Hehuan Sect.

In order to protect themselves, the demons picked up the secret techniques of the Blood Sect to practice.

Nowadays, those who practice the Blood Sect have accounted for seven or eight out of ten of the demonic paths.

Guan Buzhi was worried, but he was not convinced: "This is also their own fault! They were detained by various Taoist sects and slaughtered Qingliang Valley, and had a lot of blood debts. Now they are only repaying the cause and effect! Is it wrong to take revenge?"

Feng Rugu said calmly: "So this cause and effect also fell on us."

The grand act of killing demons to the outside world has quickly grown.

The more you taste the sweetness, the more you will kill, and in the end, you will be unable to tell what is green and red and what is soapy.

"It's hard to tell right or wrong." Feng Rugu said, "In the end, we can only use the sword to discuss it. Whoever is stronger is right."

Guan Wuzhi is silent.

Feng Rugu asked him again: "Do you know Lin Xuejing?"

Now, Guan Buzhi answered more cautiously: "The leader of the Bushi Sect is mysterious and mysterious, and the cunning rabbit has three holes. However, it seems that the Taoist sect does not control his actions. Therefore, when the Bushi Sect passes by the Qingyang Sect, we will relax."

Feng Rugu nodded and asked again: "Do you know Wenchen?"

Guan Buzhi recalled a little: "The eldest son of Wenshimen? I heard that he is gentle and humble in character, and he is a polite and righteous person."

"What about Jing Sancai."

This name is a bit strange to Guan Fuzhi, but it can also be said: "Ah... the disciple of Yingtianchuan Yingxujun? I remember that after he parted ways with his master, he left the Taoist sect, set up his own door, and collected money to do business for each sect. Jiangling Qianji Academy is also very famous."

Feng Rugu asked again: "Who is Han Jing?"

I don't know how to get stuck.

He only remembers the name Han Jing, a hero of Taoism who has been active in the world for ten years, is really too far away for him.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Feng Rugu didn't mind, so he just laughed softly and said, "The people from Shiqiao quietly stood up and didn't recognize him. A star is like a moon for a long time."

Guan Buzhi: "…what?"

Feng Rugu thought that Lin Xuejing probably had already obtained his wish to make a name for the world. Sanhua was recognized as a rebellious person. Wen Chen, the eldest son of Wen Shimen,

At that time, he was one of the top thorns among the disciples who fell into the "remaining world", but now he is so polite that he even winces a little.

So, how many people in the world still remember Senior Brother Han?

Feng Rugu closed his eyes, and there seemed to be another sound of flower cuts coming from his ears.
To be continued...