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The moment he left the city, looking at the familiar Bodhi Mountain, Luo Changfeng was vaguely reminded of the scene when he went up the mountain to take the academy entrance examination ten years ago.

In the lively Bodhi Mountain, the new but old academy can be seen vaguely on the mountain, the stalls on both sides of the mountain, and the ten-school comrades around you.

Everything is so familiar.

It seems like yesterday.

Even the renovated mountaineering road has been as 90% as before. It is hard to imagine how much effort the senior brother has spent to recreate the world of the academy.

...

Ying Tian led Luo Changfeng and others to the gate of the academy, and entered the gate of the young students and their families with curious eyes.

They are naturally a little conspicuous.

Especially after being recognized by Luo Changfeng's identity, the entrance of the academy caused a sensation.

As early as the academy was widely spread throughout the world to recruit students, some people began to speculate whether Luo Changfeng, the lord of Fengxue Yincheng, would return to the academy to teach.

It has long been a consensus in the world that Luo Changfeng’s sword, which has been famous in Silver City for ten years.

The completion of the Swords Association half a year ago also proved its influence and appeal to the world. If it can return to the academy to coach, it will definitely be a blessing for the younger generation in the world.

Now, what I saw in front of the academy that Luo Changfeng and Shizi's comrades have all returned, which has made them more determined to worship in the academy and practice.

...

After entering the academy, Yingtian took Li Xingyun, Jiang Manlou and others straight to the six-character gate assessment place of the outer courtyard. An Hongdou and Yu Zhongtang were still in Tianxiang Pavilion and had never climbed the mountain, leaving only Luo Changfeng along the silence

Xiaolu found the purple bamboo forest as he remembered.

There is a raft by the lake.

Brand new bamboo raft.

Luo Changfeng skillfully untied the knot, took a raft across a line of sky, and then the wind and snow sank.

In the wind and snow that were gradually fascinating, he saw two figures from afar on the top of the snow-capped mountain behind the courtyard. One of them was undoubtedly a senior brother, while the other looked a little old.

At the beginning, he was not sure who the man was. But as he approached, he could feel the faint sword intent of the wind and snow of the Forgetful River. Only then did Luo Changfeng realize that it was the senior of the Heavenly Sword and Thousand Tribulation.

I couldn't help but feel curious.

After Fengxue Yincheng parted, it was heard that Tiandao went into seclusion and did not ask about the world. Not long ago, he heard that this senior sword master would be invited to serve as the guest of the academy's calligraphy. Luo Changfeng hesitated and thought, could it be the heaven?

Senior Dao has entered the realm of divine enlightenment? Otherwise, why would he come out of seclusion without authorization?

Once you come, you will be at peace.

Luo Changfeng threw away his distracting thoughts and went up to the snow-capped mountains.

There are four tombstones on the snow-top, all of which were erected by Luo Changfeng himself. There is a layer of crystal ice on the tombstone, and it seems that it is the senior brother who has cleaned it up for a while.

Luo Changfeng stood behind Huangfu Yi and Tiandao, thought for a while, and bowed to Senior Duan Qianjie: "Senior."

Then four breaths were separated, and he used these four breaths to convince himself, so he said again: "Senior Brother."

There are many unchangeable facts in the world.

When Luo Changfeng was dying, it was a fact that the senior brother took the thirty-six-character lotus birth lesson from him.

But before the academy was destroyed, it was also true that the senior brother lifted the guard knife for him to shelter him from the wind and rain.

After Luo Changfeng woke up with a rest of his mind, he thought about the scene when he faced his senior brother countless times. Even now, he still didn't know what to do.

Should I hold a grudge against my senior brother?

Compared to the kindness he owed, even if the senior brother really cut off his head from the neck with one knife, he could not repay the debt. How dare he hold a grudge?

But he is not a saint after all.

Gratitude and resentment are never something that can be offset by each other.

For him, the senior brother is special after all.

He could accept that a villain he had never met had deliberately killed himself, but he could not accept that the little blame he had given to him by his senior brother who was as respectful as his father, let alone betrayal.

This is his feelings for his senior brother.

He hopes that the knowledge left to him by the senior brother is perfect and without any flaws. Once a crack appears, it will never be erased and healed.

So he is very conflicted.

Before thinking clearly about how to deal with this contradiction, you can only do whatever you want.

...

The Tiandao Duan Qianjie's eyes were taken back from the tombstone of the old Daokui in the library, and he sighed in his heart.

I thought Feng Xue Yincheng had seen the butcher knife with his own eyes, but he had resolved his heart knot and was locked up in death. But when he was in seclusion, he realized that the knot that had been bothering him was not here.

He could never let go of a past, about the past of the smoke-breaker.

It can be said that no one in the world knows the smoker better than him, and no one knows him better than the smoker. However, the fate of Tiandao and Daokui of the Duan Family in the past dynasties made him feel ashamed and felt guilty about the smoker.

I can't let go of great guilt.

Perhaps this is the real reason why the Heavenly Swords of the Dianjia have not been able to become a saint in all dynasties.

He thought of the two children who entered the forbidden area of ​​Daoshan before leaving the Duanjia, and felt a sense of regret.

He turned around and went down the snow-capped mountain, walked out of the Forgetful River and walked towards the library.

From then on, the Tiandao Duanqi will be an ordinary gentleman in the academy library, just like the old Daokui Duanyankee when he was alive.

...

Only Luo Changfeng and his senior brother were left in the Forgetful River.

The two stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain behind the courtyard, one in front and one behind, and did not speak for a long time. Even the unscrupulous wind and snow could not break the solid atmosphere.

Luo Changfeng looked at the back of his senior brother. To be precise, it should be the back of Liaoyuan Jian Liu Shaotian. He was in a mess. He didn't know what he was thinking, let alone what his senior brother was thinking.

They stood upright, and after a long time, the wind and snow had fallen all over.

Huangfu Yi, who stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the tombstone of Wuxiang Daozong and finally spoke: "The teacher once told me a past story, a story about how he took the butcher knife from the ancestor, and how he completely controlled it without being controlled by the demonic nature.

The past."

As soon as Huangfu Yi spoke, ripples in Luo Changfeng's heart.

He looked at his senior brother in surprise.

He seemed to have guessed that he frowned slightly, and then tears filled his eyes.

He heard a story.

A teacher talked about his senior brother, and his senior brother talked about his story.

The story was very long, but Luo Changfeng heard it in his ears, as if it happened yesterday, and it was the kind of experience that was immersive.

Because this story made him completely understand two ways to eliminate the evil nature of the butcher knife.

The first is to practice Buddhism.

Cultivate the Dharma that is equal to the magical nature of a butcher's knife, and then learn the monk who has become a Buddha standing on the ground, and use the Buddha nature to overcome the magical nature.

The second is to rebuild the state of mind.

Only by finding your own mental weaknesses that are easily controlled by the magic of the butcher's sword, strive to break your heart, break it before you can stand up, and truly become the master of the butcher's sword.

By comparing the two, the teacher believes that going to Lingshan to practice Buddhism is not realistic.

After all, the butcher's sword is extremely demonic. If you want to cultivate the same Buddhism, it will take more than just a thousand years to spend? The most important point is that the teacher cannot be a monk who is empty in all four elements, so he chose the second method.

Recast the mood.

Just like what Luo Changfeng experienced in half a year.