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Hearing Fang Heng's words, the young man replied lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Heng said lightly, "Those junior disciples outside of you all want me to be the host of your master, but now you don't let me become the host of your master, how can this help your master?"

"Master, you're dead. ”

Looking at Fang Heng, the young man said lightly, "If you are dead, it is impossible to be resurrected." ”

Hearing this, Fang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't the mad god seal all his power in the knife before he died, and at the same time the spiritual will remained in the sword?"

"No, Shizun is dead. ”

The young man continued to shake his head, " After breaking through the high-level divine martial arts, Shizun knew that his life was short, so he summoned many disciples and told us that he wanted to seal himself in the knife and wait for the resurrection, but even if the master turned his body into energy into the knife, the good and evil energy was also constantly fighting in the knife, and the sleeping Shizun had died under the collision of this energy, and his soul and will have completely ceased to exist, leaving only some memory fragments, as well as his life's sword insight。 ”

Hearing this, Fang Heng's gaze suddenly shrank.

He really didn't expect that the truth of the matter would be like this.

It was only soon that doubts resurfaced.

Fang Heng said seriously, "If it is really as you said, the mad god has died, and only the power of the mad god is left in the mad god's sword, then why does Zhao Wei want to say that the mad god is not dead? and it took so much effort to capture me and become the host? In addition, since the mad god is dead, then why do I feel that my body is being swallowed by a will? For example, my left arm is now unable to move. ”

"Master's death is something that only I feel. ”

The young man said lightly, "Because since the master turned into energy and entered the Mad God Sword, I have been guarding this cave mansion, and the changes in the knife are only known to me, and the moment I knew, I had already told Zhao Wei and all the junior brothers the news, but they didn't believe it." ”

"Why?" Fang Heng said lightly, "Since you can guard the Mad God Sword here, then you should be very authoritative, and they won't disbelieve your words." ”

Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on the young man's face.

"I ask you, how many people can survive after falling from heaven to hell?"

Fang Heng frowned, "With this huge gap, few people can live, but after all, there are still people who can live." ”

"So what do these people live on?"

"Hope?"

Fang Heng said with some uncertainty, "Only hope can make people choose to survive under this huge gap." ”

"You're saying a good thing. ”

Hearing Fang Heng's words, the young man nodded again and said with a smile, "Hope is the only thing that can make people survive under the huge sense of disparity, but unfortunately, hope is often the same as delusion. ”

"Really?"

Fang Heng's eyebrows furrowed, he already vaguely understood what this young man meant.

"When the master was here, he was in chaos, he founded the Heavenly Palace, a mad god sword in his hand, which heavenly palace in the chaotic martial arts domain was not trembling under my mad god heavenly palace? When my master was there, the mad god heavenly palace can be said to be the most chaotic martial heavenly palace, such glory, such majesty, but with the death of the master, and disappeared, and now it is gradually declining, this huge sense of gap, you say, is it easy to bear?"

The young man said lightly.

"It's hard to bear. Fang Heng said lightly, by this time, he already knew what was going on.

"Yes, it's hard to bear, but I, and all my junior brothers, still endure it, and I'm struggling to survive. The young man said," The reason why we survived was by hope, by the hope of the resurrection of the master, but later, I felt the truth in the knife, and I knew that the master had really died, but when I told Zhao Wei and the other junior brothers about this, they thought I was lying, and even suspected that I wanted to become a traitor to the Mad God Heavenly Palace, and in desperation, I made a soul oath that I would never betray the Heavenly Palace, so Zhao Wei and the senior brothers did not do anything to me, but when I said that the master died, they still didn't believe it。 ”

"I see. ”

Fang Heng nodded directly, "The resurrection of the mad god has become their only spiritual sustenance, and they can't lose it, so they choose not to believe it, right?"

"Yes. ”

The young man nodded.

"Hehe, hahahaha......"

Seeing the young man's nod, Fang Heng laughed suddenly, first chuckling, then laughing.

Later, the laughter spread all over the cave, shaking the surrounding stone walls buzzing!

"It's really ridiculous, the dignified Mad God Heavenly Palace, the Mad God disciples, but all of them are a group of incompetent people who rely on their masters, it's really ridiculous!"

After laughing for a long time, Fang Heng finally said something, his tone full of mockery.

The young man was never angry, but said lightly, "I also laughed like this at the beginning, but in the end, I felt that Zhao Wei and my junior brothers were very pitiful, so after I laughed, I cried." ”

"Really?"

Fang Heng's smile remained unchanged, "You laugh and cry because you are a mad god disciple and have feelings with them, but I am not a mad god disciple, so I have nothing to cry about." ”

"That's the truth. ”

The young man said, "So, I don't blame you for laughing. ”

"Are you weird or not well-behaved, how can I care?" Fang Heng said coldly.

"You really don't have to care, but what I'm going to say, you have to care. The young man said lightly.

"Tell me about it. ”

Fang Heng said lightly.

"Would you like to get out of here unharmed?" asked the young man.

"Oh?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, "Are you willing to help me?"

"Because Zhao Wei and all the juniors and disciples need the truth, not false spiritual sustenance. ”

The young man said lightly.

"Really?" Fang Heng sneered, "Aren't you afraid that Zhao Wei and your junior disciples will not be able to bear it after they know the truth?"

"If you can't bear it, then die. A cold glint suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes, "How domineering was the mad god master back then, how can the mad god disciple be embarrassed by the mad god master? The master only had six words when he was alive, and if he has a will, he can do it! If he can't even accept this little gap, then he doesn't deserve to live, and after he dies, it is true that he goes to the master to apologize." ”

The words spit out, and Fang Heng's heart immediately shook.

He knew that this young man was not simple, but now when he heard the young man's words, he knew that this young man was not simple, it had reached the point of a kind of integration of man and martial arts!

"You're a great character. ”

After a while, Fang Heng looked at the young man and nodded, "After knowing the truth, you are still alive, moreover, I can't see through your cultivation, although you are just sitting, but I can feel that you are connected to this mad god world, this feeling, I have only felt it in Senior Brother Feng's body." ”

"Feng Xiong? I know him, I used to look at him when he was not a disciple of the Twin Gods. ”

The young man smiled, "Yes, he is similar to me, but I have been sitting here for so many years, I must have been a little better than him." ”

"Perhaps. ”

Fang Heng said lightly, "But I still have a question, since you already have such a strong strength, why don't you put this knife away in person, and then go out to tell you the truth about those junior disciples? With your strength, it is not difficult to make them believe." ”

"I don't want to be this villain. ”

The young man said lightly, "I was brought up by Shizun, although Shizun is not my father, but in my heart, he is the same as my father, although Zhao Wei is not my brother, but in my eyes, he is the same as my brother, and all other junior disciples are the same, if I use my strength to let them know the truth, they will accept it, but they will resent me, the Mad God Heavenly Palace, from then on, it will fall apart and cease to exist, the glory of Shizun during his lifetime will be completely erased, I can't do this, and I don't want to do this." ”

"In other words, you want me, tell them the truth, make them resent me. ”

Fang Heng said lightly, "After that, are you showing your strength, subduing those juniors and disciples of yours, and letting them unite and cultivate again?"

"Yes. ”

The young man looked at Fang Heng and nodded directly.

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation, the moment the young man calmly admitted his purpose, Fang Heng nodded on the spot, revealing a sneer.

"Your junior brothers, even if they don't resent me, I have a grudge against them, and sooner or later I will have to settle the score! Now it's just to make them hate me even more, what's wrong with that?"

Hearing this, a strange light also leaked out of the young man's eyes.

After a while, he nodded and said with a smile, "Presumably, with such a strong opponent as you, the motivation of your junior disciples will be even stronger." ”

"Strong and weak are not just words. ”

Fang Heng sneered, "But these things, it's useless to say them now, let me ask you, have we made a deal now?"

"It's done. ”

The young man nodded.

"In that case, then tell me how I can get out. ”

Fang Heng immediately asked.

"It's very easy to get out, but if you want my junior disciples to know the truth, then you must surrender the Mad God Sword before going out. ”

The young man said lightly, "Because this is the only way for my junior brother to recognize the truth." ”

"Then tell me how to subdue this mad sword. Fang Heng said coldly.

"You can't give in. ”

The young man shook his head, " If the mad divine knife is just an artifact, but it is not so simple, its internal seal of my master's power before his death, as well as spiritual fragments, so many years have passed, within the knife, a basic consciousness has been born, of course, it is far from being called a machine spirit, however, he already has a basic self-will, for example, this will, like a three- or four-year-old child, curious about everything, it will be close to what it likes, and it will be thrown aside if it is hated, and you, now it has made it a little curious。 ”

"Curious?"

Fang Heng's eyes showed a cold color, "My left arm has been swallowed by its will, is this just curiosity?"

"You should be glad it didn't hate you. The young man laughed, "Otherwise, you'd be dead." ”

Hearing this, Fang Heng was stunned.

After a moment, Fang Heng shook his head, "Then what's the matter with my arm?"

"It wants to be friends with you. ”

The young man smiled, "It remembers that it was you who held it and performed a set of knife techniques in its memory, so it didn't want to devour you, it wanted to communicate with you." ”

"I've already communicated with it. ”

Fang Heng said lightly.

"You just attacked it, scolded him, this is not communication, you really want to communicate with it, you have to communicate with him with your soul, of course, don't approach it with your soul, it will eat it curiously, you just need to put the soul power into action and try to talk to it. ”

Young man.

"Then what about my Tianxing Bead, it ate my Tianxing Bead, can you give it back to me. ”