In the darkness, there was no more hindrance to surging.

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In Taihang Mountains, it is not far from the exit of the foothills.

Che Hua, wearing a long gown and holding a sword, was sitting by a bonfire. He still had residual injuries on his body, tied around his forehead and wrists, and there were more scars on his ears.

He also fought hard among the ruins, and was still a little weak and tired, sitting by the bonfire and napping.

This time he went out of the mountain and walked with the Heluo Gang, but he didn't rest in that camp.

Although he fought side by side, Li Yijian's attitude towards him was still bad.

He didn't want to touch others' cold butts, and he didn't want to blame others for this kind of disgust.

And in the night sky higher, the black spots of the crested eagle flashed by.

Just like an owl, it flies quietly in the darkness.

"Your teacher, haven't you told you that you should be extra careful when walking at night?"

The old voice woke Che Hua up who was dozing.

He looked up suddenly and saw an old man with a hat on the other side of the bonfire, just like a ghost in the mountains, appearing silently.

At this time, he was sitting on a piece of wood, holding the cigarette pole in his hand, and spitting out a wisp of smoke.

"Hero He!"

When Che Hua saw the person coming, he knew that the hero He Wangchuan, who was not at the head and the tail, was here.

He hurriedly wanted to get up, but He Wangchuan reached out to stop him.

"After this Taihang War, have you realized something?"

The old man smoked and asked.

Che Hua nodded, holding the sword in his hand, and said:

"The hero made me come to Taihang. At first, I was puzzled. I thought the hero asked me to persuade Shen to turn against the evil, but the battle last night opened my eyes.

I also understand the hero's intentions.

This world is far from the clear black and white that Che saw. In places where we can’t see, there are already evil spirits, and evil people are hiding. What they see and hear makes Che’s heart shocked.

What Shen Daxia did seems to be vicious and unjust, but in fact it is to save all living beings in the world.

Without martial arts, they will be reborn, so that they will not be disturbed by the evil thieves in Penglai."

"very good."

He Wangchuan took off the cigarette pole, and he bounced his fingers, causing the fire in front of him to rise three points.

He said to Che Hua:

"You have understood this and did not waste my hard work. I think you will know how to act in the future.

I am talking about ugly things in front of you today. If you, Che Hua, will be with those thousand-year-old ghosts and evil thieves in the Hidden Tower, then don’t blame me for being ruthless!

At that time, I will go to Mount Hua to ask you carefully, but do you still remember what you said to me tonight!

However, since I promised the junior before, I will do it now."

After speaking, three booklets were accurately thrown into Che Hua's arms.

"This sword technique Han Yuan, Taihua Ruyi Gong, and Tianpeng's Dragon Capture Body Technique are all top-notch skills in the world. If you learn it well, it is no problem to rebuild the sect, and to mention rebuilding the martial arts world."

"Then Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, you don't have to go back, you can't learn the martial arts you want there. Take these and go back to Huashan directly and rebuild the Huashan School!"

He Wangchuan stood up and said to the silent Che Hua:

"Since you have made up your mind and continue to follow the right path, then show some courage and don't let your ancestors down the reputation of Mount Hua. When things are done in the future, guard the borders for the martial arts of the Central Plains and prevent the madmen from the Western Regions from turmoiling the Central Plains."

"Also, the situation in Guanzhong has not been stable recently. If you have free time, you will help the Tince Army."

"Thank you for your kindness to the hero!"

Che Hua put away his secret book, prostrated himself, kneeled down to the ground, and thanked him sincerely. Seeing that He Wangchuan got up and was about to leave, Che Hua asked again:

"Hero He, after this Taixing incident, the reputation of Chen Qiu's world will be even worse. Chen Qiu's hero is obviously doing good things, but he will be discussed by people all over the world.

It is really unbearable to say that he is a demon of the left, and he is arrogant and acts against others. Seeing the hero being splashed with sewage is really heavy!"

As the fire broke out, Che Hua stood up, he looked worriedly in the direction outside the Taihang Mountains and said:

"Although Shen Daxia had secretly helped the Heluo Gang, in this battle of Taihang, there were also Jade Emperor Palace and Chunyang Sect, the master elders of the Beggars' Sect watching.

They already knew the evil things in Penglai, and they wanted to have their own decisions when they came to a high sect.

But those who have been abandoned in martial arts are different. Once they come out of the mountain, the world's long and endless mouths will be unable to be blocked.

Che didn't have to think about it carefully. Everyone knew what kind of dirty words they would use to reverse right and wrong, and push his misfortune on the hero Chen Qiu, saying that he was a living demon.

There are also those evil thieves in Hidden Tower who secretly help. Once this wind is up, other people who don’t even need to guide them and will come to provoke trouble.

Even if the hero Chen Qiu was not afraid of them, no matter how good his martial arts were, he could not stop the evil people from spreading filthy mouths.

He Daxia, although I am just a last in the world, since the sect was destroyed, I have seen this world with my own eyes that the people in the world are vicious. If this continues, Hero Chen Qiu will really become a public enemy in the martial arts world!

You are skilled in martial arts and a decent master. You are about to take over as the head of Wulong Villa and are also a master in the martial arts world. You really have to sit by and watch and not help me?"

He Wangchuan stopped leaving, and he looked back at Che Hua, who was indignant, with a strange look.

He whispered:

"I heard you admire Chen Qiu before, but I didn't realize that you are still his brainless fan."

Che Hua wanted to argue, but was interrupted by He Wangchuan's wave.

In the dark night, the old man took a sip of cigarette, sprayed a wisp of smoke, and said softly:

“You don’t have to worry about him, you don’t have to be angry about what he has encountered, and you don’t have to care about what others say.

Those rude insults and those who make trouble are nothing more than a group of weak people who cannot gain a foothold in the world, and their inferior imitations of what they want.

If you care about their evaluation, you live not for yourself, but for them.

Why bother?"

He stopped and said:

"In this life, there are always things that are valued. Some people regard reputation as more precious than gold and silver, but some people disdain what others say. They have things they like and know what they are doing.

Whether it is insult or support, they are not what they need to pay attention to.

When they choose a path, they will bury their heads and keep walking, breaking through the wall and never turning back.

We martial artists, when cultivating martial arts and minds, do not need to be recognized by others, to distinguish right from wrong and to understand their own martial arts.

Just like Ren Hao, just like grudges.

It's like sinking autumn."

He Wangchuan smiled, he waved his hand and stepped into the darkness.

The sound came:

"Chen Qiu has already stepped on the left path and distinguished the road ahead. No one can stop him. There should be people like him between good and evil in the world. They do not fight for the rules, but only serve the justice of the world.

He has already advanced to the world he wants.
Chapter completed!