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Climbing the Eighth Step to Heaven

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    The sun fell into the horizon of the night, and a deep sleep filled the eyes. The stars and the moon alternately reflected each other until the sun rose again.

    Zongzheng Jinyun, who went out for early morning practice, received the news that "someone was killed by a demon cultivator."

    He was stunned, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately went to find out the news. Only then did he realize that this incident had already caused a great reaction in the ascetic camp.

    The monk who was killed by the demonic cultivator died miserably. His body was covered with wounds from sharp teeth, and he was almost inhuman shape.  The three souls who returned to the underworld were all of high moral character. They didn't expect that they would be killed so quietly. No one noticed until the next day.

    The demonic cultivators infiltrated the Eastern Realm, which was enough to alert the monks. Now, such a tragic incident occurred at the critical moment when the secret realm was about to open. Everyone was shouting to catch the murderer with cruel methods.  But I searched for it all day long, but to no avail.  The perpetrator's methods are spicy and leave no trace, which can be described as extremely skillful.

    Zongzheng Jinyun stood in the distance and glanced at the corpses, his heart sinking as if being pulled down by a heavy stone.

    The condition of the deceased was exactly the same as the sharp teeth he had seen being torn apart.

    He didn¡¯t even think about practicing. He hurried back to the house and saw Yi Wen standing by the window, staring at the spiritual bird outside the window. He didn¡¯t know what he was thinking. Only the sunlight reflected that cold expression.

    Hearing his figure entering the door, he turned back and asked calmly: "It's very noisy outside, what's the matter?"

    The swordsman was silent for a moment: "No, it's nothing."

    In the evening, he set up a barricade outside the door, which could record whether anyone came in or out without being noticed.

    Zong Zheng Jinyun thought he would not fall asleep, but when he woke up it was already the next morning.  He walked out of the room, touched the doorrail with his finger, and felt cold in his heart.

    Someone came in and out last night.

    Turning back and looking at the bed next to him, the young man was lying on the bed sleeping soundly, with his face breathing steadily.  I don't know if it's the habit of demonic cultivators, but his living habits are often more like that of a mortal, and he doesn't even pretend to be a cultivator in the early morning practice.

    He sighed heavily: "Is it really you"

    He didn¡¯t want to believe this answer.

    Even though the ascetics were more vigilant, someone died tragically again last night.  They are all still powerful people. They once believed that they could win a place among the heroes, but they did not expect that unexpected events would happen before the secret realm was opened.

    The mutilated corpse was opened and dripping with blood.  This was nothing more than a one-sided massacre. It was separated from simple killing and just for fun. From above, you can almost see the frivolous smile of the magic cultivator who caused this tragedy.

    Zongzheng Jinyun just wandered outside until evening before returning to the room, remaining silent without saying a word.

    "Zongzheng Jinyun?" The young man tilted his head and called his name in confusion.

    He was speechless and hesitated for a moment before saying: "Has Ivan ever hated anyone?"

    Realizing that there was something wrong with what he said, Zongzheng Jinyun quickly changed his mind, "I mean, before practicing the ruthless way, would you hate your mother and, uh, father who never appeared before?"

    Demonic cultivators respect strength. For those young children, the experience of surviving in the Yin-nourishing Land is by no means a good experience, and hatred and bloodshed are enough to distort a person.

    Ivan blinked, confused.

    This is the clear answer.

    Zongzheng Jinyun couldn't resist the urge to smile bitterly.

    ¡°Maybe he should have killed the demon cultivator in front of him long ago.  Under the law of heaven, Tao demons are not at odds with each other, and killing each other is a hatred of the past. Just like his father, if too many bonds are formed, it will only create another tragedy in the end.

    Zongzheng, his surname.

    After the mottled blood and tears, I can only stand on the white snow of Aoshan Mountain and inherit the past.  Just like his father, he held the sword, and just like his father, he uprightly defended the glory of the right path.

    Chief, swordsmanship, genius, handsome.

    Even during the more than ten years he has been walking in the Xinglu Sect, everyone expected "Zongzheng Jinyun" to live as the previous chief of the Xinglu Sect.

    The benchmark of righteousness, the model of morality, gentleness and nobility, integrity and friendship.  The edge of the long sword swung by the flowing light shone with sparkling light, like a shadow falling from the sky. Many years ago, someone stood like this on Aoshan Mountain. Even if he passed away, he would replace him.

    In the end, it¡¯s ridiculous that no one remembers the people who passed away in the past.

    "Human existence, as far as the eternal heaven is concerned, is nothing more than flowing clouds on the snow-capped mountains.??, smiled slightly, and said to the person behind him: "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

    ????????????? Then the Qing Jin sword came out, and with the gentle cry of the sword spirit, the azure sword light flowed, and the light fell to the ground.

    "Fellow Taoist Zongzheng?!" People's voices were in disbelief.

    He clearly heard it, but in his mind he only thought about the young man's sharp and dark eyes under the moonlight that day, so he pursed his lips and smiled.

    At that time, he also laughed, because he felt that it must be joy and happiness.

    So even at this moment, it doesn¡¯t matter.

    ha?  elder brother?

    Ivan looked at the person standing in front of him with a confused look on his back.  The white clothes are still fluttering, Xiao Xiao is solemn, and he is clear and clear, like the wind under the pine, firm and proud, pulling the long sword alone.  Even in the face of inevitable destruction, he still presses forward.

    ¡­But he really didn¡¯t understand the situation.

    Also, Ivan really wanted to complain about this gesture of protecting him like a chicken. This guy is so used to acting as a protector that he has forgotten who saved him in a critical moment.

    This guy is really stupid.

    ¡­But let him, how should he deal with it?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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