Li Fuyao has seen the sea, and Li Fuyao has never seen the sea.

If you say he has seen the sea, he has seen qingtianjun, but if you say that he has not seen the sea, it is because qingtianjun has not shown himself in front of him the momentum of a monk belonging to Canghai alone.

But at this moment, as the man in the sky blue robe stood up, Li Fuyao felt a blank in his mind, as if something suddenly exploded.

That kind of feeling, just like the minister saw the king, let the life produce an irresistible sense of submission.

Especially when the man opened his eyes and looked at Li Fuyao, the feeling was very strong.

Even if Li Fuyao was standing in a long distance, he could not control himself, so he would kneel down in front of him.

Standing beside the man, Lu Luo has already knelt down in front of him, whispering his father over and over again. His face is full of tears. There is no trace of a monk in the spring and Autumn period.

Li Fuyao obviously felt that the man's realm was not high, which was the Taiqing realm at most. Why did he have this feeling?

A big demon is the most powerful one in the world before he is alive, but is it the same after death?

Li Fuyao felt that he wanted to kneel down in his heart. He was about to kneel almost immediately.

At the same time, Li Fuyao appeared in lingfu.

Li Fuyao, who was sitting in the lingfu mansion, was extremely indifferent. Feeling that the body was about to kneel down, he sneered: "kneel down, a great demon of the sea. If you kneel down, maybe you can get some benefits. Why not kneel down?"

Li Fuyao's mind was blank, but he could clearly hear the voice in the lingfu. He was frowning, pale and hesitant.

Li Fuyao, who was in lingfu, sneered: "it's just a ridiculous idea to be a sword immortal."

Li Fuyao's mind gradually came to mind what he had said in the rain outside the city of Huaiyang in chenguo, thinking about the things before he stepped into the realm of sword spirit.

He said with difficulty, "why should I kneel?"

"Why don't you kneel?" The sound has been coming from the lingfu.

Li Fuyao asked word by word: "why should I kneel?"

The voice in lingfu is very long, but still with sarcasm, "is it, then how do your legs tremble? You can't hold on to kneeling down?"

Li Fuyao looked down at his trembling legs. The expression on his face was very strange. There were yearning, but also doubts. Of course, the more painful.

A clang.

Li Fuyao drew out the green silk sword from his waist and stood in front of him, clutching the sword with both hands, and did not let himself kneel down.

But his face was still ugly.

At these times, it is no longer possible to explain Li Fuyao's reasons for not kneeling with dignity and persistence. His mind is in a mess. He is unwilling to kneel down. This is instinct.

The voice in lingfu still kept on, "sadly, you have not found a reason not to kneel."

Li Fuyao turned away from the man's eyes and whispered, "I don't kneel."

This time, only a sound came from lingfu.

At this time, the man finally began to speak, "see me, why not kneel?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the feeling that he wanted to make Li Fuyao kneel down was even stronger.

It was as if the king was giving orders to his ministers.

Li Fuyao is tottering.

Li Fuyao's mind is in chaos.

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On the boat in the North Sea, Qinghuai and qingtianjun are eating instant boiled mutton. Naturally, the mutton is white. Although qingtianjun is in the North Sea, it is still not difficult to eat this kind of food.

After all, he is a demon.

In order to eat instant boiled mutton, qingtianjun even asked people to find pepper in the mountains and rivers.

Qingtianjun didn't eat it before, so when he ate the first piece, he was sweating. However, he seemed to enjoy the feeling, which was not acceptable to most people.

In his spare time of eating instant boiled mutton, Feng Lu always felt that his hair was creepy. If he was not still a big black donkey with no ability to protect his life, he even wanted to jump into the sea, but he could not appear in the sight of the father and daughter.

Qing Tian Jun swallowed a piece of mutton, looked at the green locust, and said, "there's nothing to say. If he doesn't come out, it's life."

"Green locust is not polite to say:" this life is also arranged by you. "

Qingtianjun whispered: "it's not easy at all. It's not easy for him to take the sword. It's even more difficult to become a sea. The most important thing is that it's not easy to marry you. So I'm a father. I don't have to worry about it. Only when the road is more difficult, will it be more powerful."

Qingtianjun picked up a piece of mutton and said with a smile: "it's like this mutton. If the father doesn't eat it, the Baize people can live a very stable life. No one wants to renew the glory of the ethnic group. If the father likes to eat mutton, they will have a sense of crisis. Maybe when they eat for their father, the Baize people will have a great sea."Green locust ha ha ha a smile, did not how to take care of Qing Tian Jun.

Qingtianjun put down his chopsticks and sighed: "it's not a powerful person, but a heart training. As long as he can see through it, it will be OK."

"If you can't see through it?" green locust snorted coldly

Qingtian Jun said plainly: "the heart of the sword is covered with dust. I can still go forward in the future. The chance of stepping into the sea is smaller."

With this sentence, qingtianjun did not wait for Qinghuai to open his mouth, then continued: "there are advantages and disadvantages, everything has risks, there are consequences to bear, father will not help him too much, this time, and the next time is enough."

It's not easy to ask a Canghai to help the younger monks. Once, it's something you can't ask for. Qingtianjun promises to help him twice. It's a gift to see who will see it.

"Qing Huai's mood is a little low," but you didn't ask him what he thought

"He can't walk out of the world for the chessboard, but he can't walk out of the world. He didn't want to be able to walk out of the world

"He has his own way to go," he quickly retorted

Li Fuyao's road is indeed his own choice.

Xu Ji didn't force him to become a disciple of Jianshan. Chao Qingqiu didn't force him to learn the sword, and even refused to teach him that sword.

Qingtianjun looked at the boiling soup in front of him. He thought a little and put a piece of mutton into it. Then the soup stopped boiling and became smooth as a mirror.

Soon, the scene of the corpse was shown inside.

Green locust probe to see, see very seriously.

Big black donkey wanted to come and have a look, but thought of qingtianjun's temperament, he quickly gave up.

Chen Sheng, as always, sat in the cabin, drinking wine, indifferent to these things.

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