Sensing Roger's approach, the man turned his head, and it was only then that Roger noticed a falling sunset drawn at the junction of the scabbard and the hilt of the man's twin knives.

Evening.

The sunset is infinitely good, but it's a pity.

Thinking of everything the Jackdaw Sword Master had told him about his connection to Shura, Roger suddenly felt that Chiatsu's surname and their family's fate were incomparably compatible.

Mao You's powerful Roger has already realized that enough kills can allow a cultivator to strengthen infinitely before reaching the limit.

In this world, although most cultivators pay attention to the improvement of their skills, they also do not ignore the enhancement of their own spiritual power.

The two complement each other.

So the method that can enhance the level of spiritual power in a short period of time. And it will look extraordinarily powerful.

But the road is destined to have no end.

It's like a shooting star, like a sunset, although it is beautiful, it is a fleeting thing after all.

The path of assura is the powerful path of death.

"Soul Eater, Fourth Order Rear Stage."

The man spoke, "It's the foundation of the autumn water flow, and your swordsmanship originates from her?" ”

Roger nodded.

"I've made some improvements, because the genre inheritance that Sunset Chinatsu gave me lacks a way to condense guardian spirits."

The man glanced at Roger in surprise.

"A terrible talent, being able to deduce the corresponding condensation method through the inheritance of the school I left behind, such a sword talent is only one person I know who can do it."

"You're China's father?"

Although it was a question, Roger was determined, because from this man, there was the same killing aura as him.

"Sunset Lonely Mountain."

The man replied, his expression indifferent, his not strong body standing there would make people feel a special loneliness, and if he didn't speak, Roger would even subconsciously think of him as a statue.

"China, I've been looking for you."

Roger glanced at the giant cocoon, "What happened to her?" ”

"Is it good or bad?"

Roger asked with concern.

Sunset Lonely Mountain retracted its gaze.

"That's the power of Shura, the power of Shura that I left in her body."

He glanced at Roger, "With the ability to eat souls, from the moment you open this ability, you have already embarked on the path of Shura. ”

Roger's body shook slightly, and he thought of the consequences mentioned by the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"Is there a way to get rid of it?"

"You don't want it?"

There was a slight doubt in Sunset Gushan's tone, and as the exchange deepened, the loneliness that shrouded Sunset Gushan showed signs of melting, making the man have more fireworks when he spoke.

But only a hint.

"My teacher told me the consequences of choosing that path."

"Your teacher?"

"Jackdaw Sword Master."

"It's August, no wonder."

Sunset Lonely Mountain retracted its gaze.

"I met him many years ago, terrible talent, terrible perseverance, that person was born for the sword, and in fact he did reach the pinnacle of kendo."

Moving a little closer, he seemed to want to take a closer look at the large cocoon that enveloped Sunset Chinatsu, or simply wanted to get closer to his daughter.

"He should tell you what to do to deal with the murderous aura on your body."

Roger nodded.

"I chose the first option."

Sunset Gushan's expression didn't change much, but his gaze was deep, and there seemed to be something hidden in it.

"But I failed."

"Not long after sealing myself, I met Chiatsu's mother, but fortunately, the beginning was short, and I used a special method to guide me, which barely suppressed the power of the backlash."

"Because at that time, she was pregnant, so I took the opportunity to transfer the power of Shura who was rioting in my body."

Gushan glanced at the place where Sunset Chinatsu was.

"I left the ordinary world and returned to the present world, and lived a peaceful life, but as time passed, Qianxia also grew up, and at the same time, the power of Shura in her body was revived."

"I knew I had to do something if I wanted to live."

Hearing this, Roger's heart jumped, and he thought of Grimm and Anna.

Bloodline is a terrible bond.

"I started to instruct her in her practice, but in the end, I chose to give up and leave completely."

"I thought that without the method of condensation, she would never have the opportunity to enter the third order, condense the guardian spirit, and then stimulate the power of Shura hidden in her body."

"But maybe that's fate."

Sunset Lonely Mountain glanced at Roger.

"Not all cultivators who have awakened the cat and guardian spirit will have the ability to eat the spirit, which is a gift and a curse, because those who have this ability are destined to follow the path of Shura."

After saying so many words in one breath, Sunset Gushan seemed to be a little unaccustomed to it, although he said it simply, but in just a few words, Roger could also guess some of the things that happened back then.

About the choice, about the struggle, and the mother of the twilight Chinatsu.

Sunset Lonely Mountain didn't mention the end of that woman, maybe because she didn't want to, maybe she was running away.

At this moment, Roger's face changed, and the frenzied energy exploded in his body, and the clarity he had worked hard to maintain was vulnerable to the terrifying impact of killing intent.

He let out a low roar and fell to his knees uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of killing intent, or if it's the case, Roger feels that some terrible changes have happened in him.

On the back and above the head, there seems to be something that wants to break free and see the light of day!

"Ah......h

In the next second, Sunset Gushan, dressed in white, appeared in front of Roger, he reached out and patted the top of Roger's head, and the killing qi in his body seemed to find an outlet, and frantically poured into the palm of Sunset Gushan's hand.

Roger stimulated his own qi and blood, trying to suppress the impulse in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, he was sweating profusely, panting heavily, and almost collapsed to the ground.

"Ho...... Ho. ”

Roger looked up, and he noticed that Sunset Mountain had also changed, the expression on his face had become strange, and a red light flashed from his eyes.

Although he still looked cold, the Sunset Lonely Mountain at this time looked extremely unfamiliar, and it seemed that he would swing his sword and kill himself in the next second.

Sunset Lonely Mountain stretched out his hands.

Slowly, the killing power compressed to the extreme converged from his hand, and he slowly grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The red light flashed, and the killing intent on his body disappeared, but under Roger's gaze, the double knives hanging from his waist became more vivid.

Close enough, Roger seemed to be able to smell the bloody breath spilling from the twin knives.

With a move in his heart, he knew that this might be the third method that Sunset Lonely Mountain had found.

His power, his killing intent, all sealed in weapons.

The next moment, Sunset Gushan let go of his hands, the strange aura that shrouded his body disappeared, and he returned to his original state.

"What happened?"

Roger asked.

"I helped you expel the killing intent brought by swallowing, your physical fitness is very strong, your qi and blood are vigorous, as long as you don't use the ability of eating spirits in the future, there won't be much of a problem."

Roger hurriedly thanked with joy on his face.

"You deserve it."

Sunset Lonely Mountain turned his head and walked forward.

"You're here to protect her, after all."

"With your talent, eating spirits is a burden."

He stood in front of the cocoon formed by the sunset and the summer.

"I have incarnated as Shura, I can no longer have any mood fluctuations, and even most of my memory and emotions and even most of my power have been sealed in the double blades."

"I can't see her."

He glanced back at Roger.

"Don't come near me the next time you see me, and don't let Chixia know that I've been here, because the next time you see me, it may not be Sunset Lonely Mountain."

He reached out and tapped lightly on the hilt of his knife.

A complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Roger didn't know what the man recalled in this moment.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

The path of Shura.

Determined his own path and focusing on his body, Sunset Lonely Mountain also reached the peak of his strength, but the price he paid was too heavy.

Emotions are stripped away, and he must be carefully restrained, and even his memories are severed, extracting only a part of them when he needs them.

And it is foreseeable that as the killing energy accumulated by his twin blades increases, this is bound to squeeze the space occupied by the emotions and memories stored in it.

Slowly, he will lose himself.

Turned into a pure killing weapon.

What is the meaning of the existence of the path of asura?

The ultimate in self-destruction?

Roger really couldn't figure it out.

"The power of Shura in Qianxia's body exploded instantly when it was stimulated here, you are different, just simply absorbing it can't solve the problem on her."

Sunset Lonely Mountain thought for a moment.

"But maybe I can try another way, change the attributes of this power, and make her stronger on top of that."

"I need your help."

Roger nodded, "No problem. ”

Sunset Gushan said it easily, and it can be seen that helping Roger expel the killing machine in his body must have caused him a great burden.

After all, at this time, Roger's guardian civet cat has evolved to the seven-tailed state, and his spiritual power is comparable to that of a cultivator in the realm of the gods.

"She's absorbing the energy of the Everdark Lands for her own growth, and interrupting the process will cause her body to collapse, but if left unchecked, everything will be over, and a monster will be born from here."

"We need to give her a new source of energy and try to keep it as pure as possible."

Sunset looked at Roger, "You're the only one here who is the best." ”

"Say, what am I going to do?" Roger didn't hesitate, the lost power could be re-cultivated, but when a person died, there was nothing.

A hint of agreement flashed in Sunset's eyes, and he seemed to be very satisfied with Roger's answer.

"Don't worry, it won't let you lose too much."

"In this process, I will continue to help you remove the killing machine and reorganize the cluttered spiritual power in your body."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Roger's face.

Almost all of his spiritual power relied on ingenuity, and the quantity was considerable, but the quality was extremely poor, much worse than those cultivators who relied on self-cultivation to reach the same stage.

This is also the reason why Roger's strength has increased, but his swordsmanship is superb, but he still has not been able to form a crush.

When it comes to doing it, there is nothing to prepare, and Sunset Lonely Mountain pulls out the roots of the cocoon buried in the dirt, and Roger takes off his shirt to expose his chest.

Immediately afterward, the roots of the cocoon were entwined and pierced into Roger's body.

Roger's body shook wildly, but the expression on his face became extremely strange.

Not pain.

But......

It's very refreshing.

He couldn't describe the feeling, and if he had to give a metaphor, it was as if he and Chinatsu were having some kind of deep exchange.

Not literally, nor is it the kind of simple exchange of bodily fluids and bodily fluids.

After all, although it looks hideous, the giant cocoon at this time is actually a part of Sunset Chinatsu's body, and when this part merges with Roger, it means that they are integrated at this moment.

It's an amazing feeling.

Roger swore that compared to the union at this time, the previous experiences were weak.

After all, even if there is an invincible wooden bed, no one will work on it for a day.

But at this moment, this kind of unique communication is really from morning to night.

Always.

Suppress the messy thoughts in your mind, delusions, it's just delusions.

We have nothing.

Just as he thought about this question, for some reason, he suddenly felt the giant cocoon seem to twitch violently.

Hey?

What's the situation?

Roger quickly pressed the thoughts in his heart, and began to reorganize the power in his body according to the guidance of Sunset Lonely Mountain.

Compared to Sunset Qianxia, Roger's strength is still extremely strong, I don't know how long it lasted, Sunset Gushan appeared in front of Roger with a pale face.

"It's okay, let her go."

Sunset Lonely Mountain said.

Roger puffed out his chest.

"It's okay, I'll hold on for a while."

The feeling of being in the clouds all the time is really nostalgic, not to mention holding on for a while, even if it remains in this state, Roger is also willing to do it.

Sunset Lonely Mountain did not speak.

"After all, it's very dangerous here, so it should be okay for Qianxia to recover a little sooner, and to be tired."

Roger continued to brush presence.

Sunset's face became a little ugly.

"It's okay, you're not tired, but I need to rest."

Belch......

Roger's face was embarrassed, and he only then noticed that although Sunset Gushan's face was pale, the light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter, and he obviously couldn't deal with his state at this time.

Emotions, memory, strength.

The balance of the three is the key to Sunset's sanity.

Roger smiled awkwardly, and then reluctantly let go of his grip on Sunset Chinatsu.

The moment he left, he even felt a little lost in his heart.

Reluctantly, really reluctantly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the same emotions are transmitted from the side of Sunset Chinatsu.

There is no concept of time, and Roger doesn't know how long it has been, and he has reverted to the state of the giant cocoon, but the shape of the giant cocoon has shrunk a lot at this time.

At the same time, Roger also noticed a change in himself.

The spiritual power in the body has decreased, but the purity has risen sharply, and after carefully perceiving it, although the total amount has decreased a lot, the specific lethality has not decreased too much.

This should be the credit of the lonely mountain at sunset.

It's no wonder he gets tired.

It's really pitiful for the hearts of parents in the world, Roger sighed from the bottom of his heart, and he even felt a little ashamed of his careful thinking just now.

But it didn't take long for Lonely Mountain to recover, and Roger couldn't wait to come over.

"Can we start?"

The red light in Sunset Gushan's eyes flashed, and at that moment, Roger even thought that he would be split by a sword.

Well, Roger admits that it's a bit shameless to do so.

But don't blame me.

Because it's really a bit ...... Comfortable.