With a "bang", it was the sound of the long sword falling to the ground.

When Ni Yunjiao's response sounded calmly and clearly, Ni Yunchu's face completely lost the last trace of blood.

However, Ni Yunjiao did not look back. He stared at Mu Hao, watched the boy close his eyes because of his answer, and a peaceful smile on his lips.

Mu Hao's last bit of life flame was extinguished.

The gate of the treasure house sucked up enough semen and blood and quietly opened, revealing the dark entrance.

The man in white closed his eyes, covering the pain in his eyes.

Behind him, he was in a daze: "...brother?"

Ni Yunchu fell to the ground, looking up at Ni Yunjiao without blinking. The moment Ni Yunjiao turned his head, he clearly distinguished the murderous intent that flashed through his eyes.

In an instant, Ni Yunchu, who had no sense of reality after hearing the sound of "good", felt like falling into an ice cave.

He watched the tall and tall man come.

Brother... do you really want to kill him?

Reason tells him to resist.

But the sword was right next to his feet, and his fingers moved, but he didn't have the strength to pick it up. Every word Mu Hao said kept echoing in his mind, and the doubts from the past finally emerged one by one at this time.

Ni Yunchu gave up on resistance, and he suddenly felt that it was great to die like this.

From then on, even if the brother’s revenge was truly avenged. On his way to pursue the great road, will he think of himself one day, and the boy who was once protected and taught by him?

What was the brother feeling at that time? Will he have a little nostalgia? No, he should regret it. He didn't kill himself earlier and found his real brother...

As he was thinking about it, Ni Yunchu's heart hurts dullly. He saw the man in white finally raise his hand and wave his sword.

The moment the sword was slashed, he closed his eyes.

But what he was waiting for was not pain, but a "click" sound that suppressed him broke.

The air was silent, and even the wind seemed to stop flowing.

"You go." The man's voice was indifferent and cold.

“No need to see you again after that.”

Ni Yunjiao picked up Mu Hao and walked into the door. The moment he entered, the door closed silently.

His figure disappeared.

There are dim lights inside the door that have not been turned off for a century.

Ni Yunjiao, no, his current name should be Mu Jiao - he placed Mu Hao's body flat on the soft collapse. He stood up and looked at the big word "Mu" in the middle of the wall, and was still in a daze.

"The current task completion degree: 93%...ah no, it's 94%," Suddenly, 999 poked his head out carefully, no longer having his usual jump.

The host once said before that if it was not a major breakthrough, there was no need to tell him. Now that with such a breakthrough, it can be seen that the host is so depressed, it is really not happy.

However, unexpectedly, the next moment, its host, bending its lips, and in an instant, it seemed like ice breaking and clouds disappeared, making people suspect that the solemnity of the previous one was an illusion. He only heard him think, "It's only 94%... Sure enough, the protagonist's heart is not so easy to defeat." He even felt in the mood to joke.

999 was frightened by this transformation: "...you, have you known it long ago?" As a system that has accompanied the host to watch all the plots, it can guarantee that there is no such line in the script! And looking at the host's performance, isn't it really treating the protagonist as his younger brother?

Mu Zhi said lazyly: "I guessed some, after all, the restriction on this body is really uncomfortable."

Thinking back to everything from the beginning to the present, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and there was a faint and cold light in his eyes.

Over the years, Chu Yi has indeed grown a lot more than he was stupid at the time. He used the trick of killing people with a knife. How could there be so many coincidences in this world? It makes sense that this world judged him as a villain.

But... if you treat others as chess pieces, you must also have the awareness of entering the game, A Shang.

In the dim room, the man in white seemed to be the only light. He smiled so beautifully, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky. 999 silently curled himself into a ball, feeling that he would be better off making a rice insect system obediently.

Well, thinking or something is really not suitable for it.

The outside of the door and the inside of the door are like two worlds.

Looking at Mu Jiao's disappearing back, Ni Yunchu let out a choke in his throat. He trembled to reach his sword. Once, twice, he finally hugged it in his arms with his hands. The cold sword edge pressed against his cheeks, and accidentally scratched his fair face with blood and blood rolled down like tears. However, he seemed to be unable to feel it, and stood up and ran to the door of the treasure house.

The bronze door is like a guard in armor, hardly blocking the inside and outside.

Not knowing what he was looking forward to, Ni Yunchu stubbornly guarded the door with his hands on the door lock that was no longer blood-stained.

This wait took countless days and nights.

One year, two years, three years.

It was raining heavily on that day, and the cold wind was howling, ruthlessly rushing towards the unmoving figure like a sculpture.

Ni Yunchu suddenly felt his chest slightly hot. He lowered his head and mechanically took out a mirror from his arms. A figure with fairy spirit appeared in the mirror - it was the leader of the Qingjing Sect.

When he saw Ni Yunchu's appearance, he was surprised for a moment and asked caringly: "What's wrong with fellow Taoist?"

Ni Yunchu said nothing. His wet black hair was pressed against his cheeks, his face was pale like a ghost, and he looked like a dead person.

Mr. Zhao said in a gentle voice: "There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested. As long as the person is still there, what can't be solved? If a fellow Taoist is discouraged, he will easily fall into a dead end. If there is any difficulty, you might as well tell me that although the Qingjing Sect is not big, it can also help the fellow Taoist."

Ni Yunchu's dark eyes turned slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Can you be forgiven if you make a mistake?"

President Zhao cried: "Fellow Taoist is young and energetic, and it is inevitable that there will be times when he makes mistakes. If you know your mistakes, you will be able to correct them. There is no greater good."

Ni Yunchu shook her head: "No...this is my original sin."

When he said this, he was so low that he could hardly hear it, but he was still caught by Zhao Pu. He was shocked and had some guesses. But now is not the time to verify it. After a change of the subject, he said, "Daoist knows what kind of merit is?"

"The ancient saints once made great mistakes, and later fought against demons with their bodies. There were countless living people, and the way of heaven also gave me merits and erased everything. If a fellow Taoist feels guilty, he can also imitate it. Wouldn't it be better to complain about yourself? A fellow Taoist is smart and I believe he can understand this principle."

He was actually a bit rogue and was almost explicitly saying that he wanted to deal with the demon cultivator. However, he was really worried. In recent years, the Demon Lord came out of seclusion and made trouble in the Central Land, forcing various sects to retreat continuously, and the morale of the Taoist sect was greatly reduced.

As the "new star" in the hexagram, Ni Yunchu has a strong fortune, so Zhao Pu cannot stop thinking about it.

Ni Yunchu lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

If he enters the battlefield, will he have the chance to fight side by side with his brother?

Master Zhao is right, he shouldn't be depressed. If his brother saw him like this, he would probably be even more disgusted?

Putting away the mirror, Ni Yunchu slowly let go of his hand. He looked at the door as if he wanted to see the scene inside through the door.

The heavy rain made his figure extremely embarrassed, but it did not crush his back. Holding the sword, Ni Yunchu walked out step by step and left the unforgettable place for him.

Ten years later.

Clouds surging, spiritual energy gathers, and in the sky, a terrifying thunder tribulation is forming. When it is brewing, it will slash down one by one, and its power can almost split the mountain in half.

What he faced with was the sword light without any timidity.

The man in white who was experiencing disasters did not blindly defend. He found a way to remove the restrictions in the treasure house. At this time, he was full of fighting spirit and just waited to draw his sword and fight happily.

Outside the mountains and forests, the man in black who was ordered to observe here saw the movement and quickly sent a message to his master.

In a battlefield far away, the man who was addicted to killing suddenly stopped. He glanced at the jade slip and left without hesitation.

In the air, Chu Yi frowned with some distress after looking at the blood stains on his robe sleeve.

...

Thunder tribulation is passed, and the golden elixir is formed.

The spiritual energy in the body flowed like the sea, and the breath of the man in white suddenly appeared outward, and then gradually became restrained and harmonious.

If someone familiar with ancient classics captures that moment, he will inevitably find that the Tao of the man in front of him has already begun to be completed.

The ruthless way leads to extreme emptiness, keeps quietness, takes heaven and earth as your heart, and is not shaken by external things.

The author has something to say: The eyes are uncomfortable, it seems that you should look less at the mobile phone qaq

There is no inspiration today. If I hadn't said I'd like to see you today yesterday, I would have wanted to take a leave (cover your face

Good night, little cuties ~

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