The master looked at this Nine Dragon Talisman, twisted it lightly with one hand, and the Nine Dragon Talisman that originally exuded this vitality disappeared, and the green light surrounding the Nine Dragon Talisman also disappeared.

He froze in place.

The master could see that this was the Nine Dragons Talisman, but it was not the immortal one engraved with the Nine Dragons, and there was also a beast engraved on the Nine Dragons Talisman, but at this time the Master was too lazy to look at it carefully.

It was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky and hitting him to the bottom of his heart.

If this is immortality, then it's all worth it. He can recover from the injury right away, he can turn the situation around. Even if he sent a Nine Dragon Talisman to Qi Fengjia, as long as he cultivated and recovered, it would not be too south to take back the Nine Dragon Talisman from Qi Fengjia.

He only needs to threaten Qi Fengjia, who has a weakness, the master has never been afraid of cultivating to the heavens and being invincible in the world, but he is afraid that people who have no weakness, even if they are as strong as Xu Ningqing back then, because of Xu Chang'an, he has not been driven out of Chang'an.

There are always some people and things in everyone's heart. He can pierce people's hearts like a sharp sword, hurting people invisibly.

Master, he felt that he had seen through people's hearts and played with everyone. But at this moment, he just felt inexplicably disgusting and sad.

I sacrificed so much, and finally got such a result?

He sent out the Nine Dragons Talisman, and he came from Chang'an at great risk, and the result?

Even, he watched his favorite apprentice fight to the end in a decisive way.

The master took this Nine Dragons Talisman and put it in front of him, he lost so much for such a thing. He wanted to look at this Nine Dragons Talisman carefully, and he wanted to engrave it in his heart. Even, he wanted to destroy this Nine Dragons Talisman.

The master suddenly burst out laughing, slowly bent down, and squatted on the ground, holding his head, like a wronged child.

He cried out loud, laughing with laughter, laughing heart-wrenching, crying chilling.

At this time, the master was like an ordinary old man who had lost his son.

He threw this Nine Dragons Talisman that the world was looking for in the snow, picked up a handful of snow from the snow, and finally rubbed it on his face, as if this would make him more sober.

Eventually, the master stood up, his white hair as silver as a dishevel in the wind and snow.

He first picked up the Nine Dragons Talisman, and then walked to Xu Changan's side and held up the Nine Dragons Talisman.

The master didn't speak, but Xu Changan knew what he wanted to ask.

"This is a bureau of Zhixing Academy, and there is an old gentleman who is approaching, so he used a Nine Dragons Talisman to lure out all the masters of the demon clan. The ordinary Nine Dragon Talismans may not necessarily make a move, and the Nine Dragon Talismans are each sealed with different races, but if they are immortal, they will definitely make a move. ”

Xu Changan looked at the master viciously, he didn't have the slightest sympathy and understanding for this old man at this time.

If it weren't for his selfishness, the little master would definitely have a glimmer of life.

At that time, the so-called Eight Evils had not yet arrived, and with the hand that the master showed when he took him away, it was more than enough to save the little master.

He didn't resent Wei Ran, he just looked down on Wei Ran and the others, because Wei Ran and the others had no affection for the little master, but he couldn't forgive the master, because the little master was his disciple. This disciple who was seriously injured and still took care of him regardless of his previous suspicions.

This disciple who spat on the Confucius Temple in almost everyone, but suspended scolding the Confucius Temple because of him.

Because the world is willing to believe in the little master, believe in the young man who always has a smile on his face, as long as he is there, they are willing to believe that one day the Confucius Temple can become the white moonlight in the hearts of the world's scholars.

But because of the Master's selfish desires, the Little Master broke down.

"Because, after obtaining immortality, you have the qualifications to negotiate with the powerful Kraken clan. They may not be willing to release the Dragon Emperor under Chang'an City, but they must want to cooperate with the Kraken. The old gentleman learned that his limit was approaching, so he set up this game, and used his last strength to reason with the four emperors and eight demons of this demon clan!"

Xu Changan said, looking at the master coldly.

Although he had never seen Chai Xintong's master or the old gentleman, he was a scholar based on what he did, and the master and that person made a judgment!

Xu Changan was extremely disappointed, and looked at the master with red eyes.

He was disappointed in his master, and even more so in himself.

If it weren't for myself, I'm afraid there wouldn't be so many people sacrificed.

Xiaofuzi, Hao Lianying, Fu Ziling, and even the two masters who were seriously injured and dying.

The master held this Nine Dragons Talisman and suddenly felt that it was extremely heavy. He threw the Nine Dragons talisman on the ground and lost his soul.

He turned around and lowered his head.

But in the next moment, the master turned around, grabbed Xu Changan's collar, and roared angrily: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all you, it's all you, it's all blame, it's all blame, it's all about you!"

Xu Changan looked at the master and was speechless.

But his piercing gaze represents everything.

"Why, why are you born with a demon sword body, why are you born with the blessing of the world's luck!"

The master said, and glanced at the light on Xu Changan's back.

"Why, the old man has been cold for decades, and he has participated in many battles, big and small, but the world only knows Xu Ningqing, not the old man!"

"Old man, you have to become the first person in the world when you study, and if you cultivate, you must also be the first in the world! The old man doesn't believe in fate, why do you have the surname Xu to protect the whole world, where is the old man weaker than your Xu family!"

"When it comes to killing the enemy on the battlefield, the old man commands the army, and he has never had a defeat;

But the world only remembers him Xu Ningqing's Iron Floating Slaughter and Iron-blooded Thirteen Horsemen, but they still call the old man an old poor sour!"

"As soon as you were born, Tianji Pavilion left a prophecy, protection and destruction, all in your thoughts! At that time, you Xu Changan was just a baby, how could He De be a great task from heaven, God has no eyes!"

"So, all this has nothing to do with the old man, it's all your fault and your father's!

The Master was disheveled, as if he had gone mad.

He stretched out his palm and raised it high, with only one palm, one of the Xu family's father and son who became his nightmare would never be able to stop him!

Seeing this, Xiaobai bared his teeth on Xu Changan's shoulder, revealing his claws.

It pounced towards the master, but in the end, the master waved his sleeves, and Xiaobai flew far away and fell into the snow.

The master's palm pressed on the top of Xu Changan's head, but Xu Changan did not dodge or dodge, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the master's palm didn't come down, he looked at Xu Changan, and there was anger and confusion in his eyes.

"Why are you laughing?"

The master gasped, his voice was hoarse, his teeth were bared, and the blood from unknown sources stained his gums red.

"What are you laughing at!"

He looked at Xu Changan, as if he was going to eat him.

Xu Changan opened his eyes, he had already been picked up by the master at this time.

"I pity you!"

When the master heard this, he threw Xu Changan into the snow.

Xu Changan spurted a mouthful of blood and got up from the ground, but heard the master say: "Where is the old man pitiful, the old man is Chang'an's dependence, without Xu Ningqing's holy dynasty, there is still a precursor to prosperity under the protection of the old man, everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear!"

"The old man's apprentice, one person is a rare opponent in the world of martial arts, and one person is amazing in the world, where is the old man pitiful?"

Xu Changan looked at the appearance of his master's cloak, and he had a bad premonition.

Although he knew that the next words might cause great harm to the master, Xu Changan did not hesitate because the master was not worth it.

"I pity you because there is no one to compare with you, you are just a poor worm!"

"I have never said that only I, Xu Changan, can shoulder the burden of the world, my father has never compared with you, no one has ever compared with you, it has always been your inner inferiority complex that makes you jealous, jealousy makes you become like this. But you know what? These things never need to be compared, and the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. Protecting the world is not the responsibility of one person, but the responsibility of everyone. In the whole world, one person can't hold up, but everyone can!"

"What you want is nothing more than the recognition of the world, fame and fortune, you just want to be a clay sculpture that is served in that temple!"

When the Master heard this, he was stunned.

It's a little cruel, but it's like it's the truth, and he can't deny it.

He bent down, and this time, it seemed that he could no longer straighten up.

"Protecting the world, guarding the human race never needs a hero, but everyone needs to have courage! I didn't understand why my father left me a bodhisattva talisman that could heal my wounds and left, and I didn't go back to Chang'an, let alone Chang'an. He's just trying to persuade you!"

The master raised his head and looked at Xu Changan, his lips kept buzzing, but he didn't make a sound.

"He wants to tell you with me that even without his training, I still have the courage to embrace the world and protect the world, and he wants to use his departure to tell you that there is no surname Xu in the world, and there are still countless people who stand up in times of crisis. Even the predecessor of Ji Qiuyang of the previous dynasty, at the last moment, thought that there would be more masters of the Great Tribulation Human Race in the future, in order to leave a wisp of sword intent so that the sword immortals who had the hope of breaking through the sky could hold up in the future. ”

"Whoever is sincere for the country does not fight for merit, but only looks at the final result. When the crowd was happy, I went back to hide my clothes. This is really romantic, what about you, you are just a poor sour. ”

Xu Changan scoffed.

Hearing the words "poor and sour", the master was angry, these two words seemed to have accompanied him all his life. No matter how hard he tries, he can't get rid of it.

He took a breath, his whole body shone brightly, and Haoran righteousness was released from his palm and pressed towards Xu Changan.

This contained a blow of anger, although the master was seriously injured, but if he wanted to kill Xu Changan, it was more than enough.

Xu Changan closed his eyes, it seemed that in the past few years since he came out of Weicheng, he was always waiting for others to kill, and he didn't know how many times he gave up in the moment of life and death.

It's not that he Xu Changan has lost the courage to resist, it's just that every time he meets a grandmaster or a great grandmaster in the realm of enlightenment;

The gap in cultivation is like the distance between heaven and earth.

A fire appeared in the sky, sweeping the mighty righteousness back.

Xu Changan opened his eyes, and there was an extra woman in front of him, wearing a red robe and a red feather stuck in her hair.

She put away the Nine Dragons Talisman, looked at the master and said with a smile: "Get out, old poor and sour, this seat will not kill you, you are not worthy." For people like you, we demon clans look down on you. ”

The master looked at the woman in front of him, his lips turned white, and his face was terribly white.

"Get out!" cried the woman, and the master ran away.

The woman turned her head to look at Xu Changan, and a smile appeared on her face.

The woman is dressed exquisitely and looks young, but Xu Changan knows that women are definitely not young.

"This is Xu Ningqing's son, right, my name is Hong Ziyan, the red Ziyan of Yin Ziyan. ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xu Changan up from the snow, and Xiaobai hurriedly jumped on Xu Changan's shoulders at this time.

"That woman's son is also average-looking!"

Hong Ziyan smiled and tilted her head and said, Xu Changan heard this, and immediately secretly said that it was not good.

This woman is the same as Aunt Ao at the beginning, it seems that she is a romantic debt caused by her father.

"I'm the Fire Emperor, one of the Four Emperors and Three Evils you just mentioned, but don't worry, little one, I won't do anything to you. ”

Hong Ziyan looked at Xu Changan, Xu Changan lowered his head and shouted cautiously: "Aunt Hong." ”

Hong Ziyan shook her head, looked at Xu Changan and said, "Wrong, you have to call me Grandma Hong." ”

Xu Changan was stunned for a moment, looking at Hong Ziyan in front of him.

"Alright, whatever you want!"

"By the way, the old guy from Zhixing Academy really wants to reason with our four emperors and eight evils?"

Hong Ziyan then asked.

Xu Changan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded.

"If we want to fight, we wouldn't have avoided him and made such a big trap. ”

Hong Ziyan waved her hand indifferently.

"Let's go, little one, now you don't have a choice. As for the old man, the remaining three emperors are enough for him to drink a pot, and his aunt and grandmother will not mix with it. ”

With that, she was about to leave with Xu Changan.

It seemed that this Hong Ziyan did not have the slightest malice towards Xu Changan, Xu Changan boldly asked: "Senior, why didn't you kill the master, he is also considered a strong man!"

Hong Ziyan said disdainfully: "The injured master is no threat, besides, he is useless, just an old and poor man." ”

......

An old man ran into the city.

He was like a madman, dressed in a white robe and straw sandals, and his clothes were stained with red blood.

When he saw the man in the green shirt, he hugged the person and asked, "Am I poor?"

Many people were inexplicably hugged by him and asked this inexplicable question.

But the people didn't know it, so they could only shake their heads.

Some of the girls even took pity on him and gave him a little to eat and a silver tael.

But this crazy old man just held the steamed buns, squatted in the corner with those beggars, and kept muttering: "I'm poor sour, I'm poor sour." ”

During the day he squatted in the corner of the wall, and at night he ran alone to the ruined temple and looked at the clay sculpture that was high above.

......

More than sixty years ago.

In the middle of the cold door, a teenager who likes to read has appeared.

He has great ambitions, to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to continue to learn for the saints, and to open peace for all generations.

He was brilliantly written, but unfortunately, the original Ji Dynasty did not have a imperial examination system.

But because his family is poor, no one is willing to recommend him.

This young man could only recommend himself everywhere, he had eaten all the closed-door soup, and unintentionally embarked on the path of cultivation.

But even so, he was still looked down upon by the powerful at the time.

Because of the poor family, because they think he is small, he is a poor sour.

But he never gave up, thinking that one day, he would be able to achieve his wish and become a person respected by everyone in the world, and he would also enter the Temple of Literature and become a god that everyone worshipped.

That year, heavy snowfall.

The young man lives in a ruined temple and is going to visit a powerful man tomorrow morning, hoping to be reused.

The wind and snow are urgent, and it is very cold.

He had a dream in which he became a great man admired by all people.

When I woke up from the dream, a white-robed man walked in, he was younger than himself, but he was heroic.

"Let's make contributions together, my name is Xu Ningqing. ”

......

Tonight, the wind and snow are cold.

The Master looked at the clay sculpture in front of him.

A man walked in.

"I'm here, my name is Xu Ningqing. ”

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