"There's nothing you can do, isn't there me?" Gu Fenghua is even more puzzling.

"You? At the beginning, I practiced hard for tens of thousands of years, but I failed to understand the way of forgetting love. Now I know that I was wrong at the beginning. Even if my true body is not destroyed and my cultivation is still there, I don't know how many years it will take for me to understand the way of forgetting love from the beginning?

Although your cultivation has reached the top of the nine grades of Huasheng, you can't be promoted to Daosheng in a dangerous situation. Your life is limited. How can you have enough time to understand the way of forgetting love? " Xu Ming emperor said sentimentally.

"But I've got a way to break through that." Gu Fenghua knew what he was regretting. He gave him a strange look and said.

"What, you have realized the way to forget love?" Xuming emperor exclaimed.

"Who said that only by realizing the way of forgetting one's feelings can one break the calamity? I have my own way." Gu Fenghua said.

"Your own way?" Xu Ming emperor's eyes are full of blankness - well, since Gu Fenghua saw him, his eyes have always been so blankness.

Gu Fenghua did not explain, but raised the sword again.

The sound of the sword is clear, and the clear sword cuts across the sky.

But this time, there was no bloody sword, no beautiful and mysterious figure of Phoenix, and no meteor fire shower.

This sword is so ordinary. But Gu Fenghua's expression is so calm and confident.

No longer deliberately suppress mood, grandfather, eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, yeyunji, lornen, baipangzi, ye colorless, jiuhuangzi, Fang Tianyou, Xie Youran, fangmuyun... Familiar faces clearly emerge in my mind.

Besides these relatives and friends, there are also enemies: the eldest grandson Luo Cang, Duan Qingyun, Tianji Shengjun, Baili Changsheng, Yuwen zhenchen, Qin Nanxian

She also saw her grandfather's kind smile, the expectant gaze of her brothers, the desperate figure of Lorne in front of her, and the warmth and love in the eyes of yeyunji; Of course, she also saw the ferocious and crazy sneer of the eldest sun luocang, the cold and murderous look on Duan Qingyun's face, and the merciless eyes of the heavenly king

At this moment, Gu Fenghua seems to go back to the past through time and space, experiencing the joys and sorrows.

Happiness, anger, worry, thinking, sadness, fear, panic all kinds of mood like a tidal current, she did not deliberately suppress and resolve. The mind is completely integrated into the sword, and this kind of mood is also integrated into the sword.

The invisible power came from all directions again and seemed to squeeze her into powder. This is the power of robbing the Tao.

But this time, she didn't take Ying daodan any more. She just firmly held the hilt of the sword and poured all the holy Qi, all the thoughts and all the moods into the sword.

Qingyun sword gives out a clear sound, sometimes like the roar of grief, sometimes like the singing of joy, sometimes like the weeping of sadness, sometimes like the balderdash of confusion.

"Ha!" Above the sky, suddenly came a crisp crack.

Just like the legendary ancient god simultaneous interpreting the earth and breaking the chaos, the dim and misty scenery quickly disappeared, and the gloomy sky of the old dark earth appeared again in the eyes. The lofty figure of the emperor's meteorite peak also appeared in the eyes.

Finally, the situation is broken!

Success, she really realized the road belongs to their own, at one stroke to break the robbery!