Collapse of Iron: From the practice of Taixu Sword Qi, the world is unrivaled

"How's the battle going on Yaoqing's side?"

Jiao Qiu lowered his head and stared at the cenotaph below. After a moment's silence, he said, "The Qingqiu Army scouts reported that the Buli people are beginning to stir again. The Buli people hunting groups that were originally scattered have begun to attack each other and swallow each other up to form larger hunting groups. Behind them, there is something called Mang Gu Si that is guiding them!"

"Things?" Fei Xiao raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Jiao Qiu nodded. "The intelligence sent by the scouts said that the woman was a self-proclaimed "Eternal Lord Envoy". She had twelve faces and twelve pairs of fangs. She was as cruel as poison and as changeable as quicksand. The remnants of the Buli people regarded her as their hope for a new rise."

"It must be the Destroyer who gave General Jingyuan a headache - [Huanlong], right? I heard that he caused a lot of damage to the Luofu Immortal Boat and almost snatched Jianmu away from her..."

"Lord Feixiao, you can't trust everything you hear from others. I hope the general won't act impulsively this time." Jiaoqiu rubbed his forehead and said.

Fei Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I have been bullied at my doorstep, how can I swallow my anger? Jing Yuan can bear this anger, but I can't. Huanlong, the Destruction Order, has been doing these little tricks recently, and I will make her pay the price."

Jiao Qiu sighed, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he gave up.

"Lin Mo is here..."

Fei Xiao looked into the distance with a smile on his face. Sure enough, after a while a golden light landed in front of the two of them. It was Lin Mo who had asked the question to Luosi Gumu.

"You two, what do you want from me?"

Lin Mo looked around and found that this was a cemetery. There were tombstones of people from the Immortal Boat all around. The one next to him...

There are thirteen words engraved on the stone tablet, and each word is three inches deep into the stone.

I am drifting in a foreign land and am about to die, but fortunately I have fulfilled my duty!

Compared with the employees of the company, the soldiers of Xianzhou can be called real soldiers, while those of the company are mostly mercenaries who do things for money and have no faith in their hearts.

Jiao Qiu smiled and stepped aside. Fei Xiao put one hand on his waist and walked over carelessly. He seemed to be missing something and smiled:

"When I first stepped onto the Immortal Boat, the giant ship seemed so small just floating alone under the vast starry sky. The Immortal Boat was suspended in the sky, like a night ship in the center of the ocean. A different feeling would arise in my heart... I always hear people say that this feeling is called loneliness, but I prefer to call it "freedom"!"

Feixiao grinned.

The fox people's looks are unparalleled, and even Feixiao's slightly heroic temperament can make people hold their breath.

"I particularly like this part, because I think the same way. How about it, Lin Mo, are you willing to join in the freedom of traveling across the sea of stars?"

Fei Xiao extended an invitation once again. After realizing that he was the Blood Guilty Spirit, this invincible general of Xianzhou became as aloof as a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains. He didn't care about the imaginary threat at all. The firmness of his belief was something he had never seen in his life.

However, Lin Mo was unwilling to implicate others, and he planned to bear this disaster alone. He did not deny the influence of Master Huang Quan on him, but he actually thought so deep in his heart.

If he has feelings and concerns, he may be able to temporarily suppress this emptiness, but if one day something unexpected happens to this love, if one day his friends die in battle in front of him, can he still maintain such a mentality?

To be honest, he wasn't sure.

The power of nothingness is profound and terrifying, and it cannot be defeated by pure faith.

If you stay in one place for too long, you will end up in prison.

Lin Mo was unwilling to let others "bear" this disaster with him.

This is also a kind of loneliness.

Perhaps deep down in his heart, he was a nihilist, so becoming a bloody sin spirit did not have much impact on him.

"Sorry... I have other ambitions in my mind, so I can't stay in the Immortal Boat for long!"

Feixiao glanced at him with a half-smile, a bright smile.

"Well... in that case, I won't force you. I hope that next time I see you, I can appreciate the true charm of this swordsmanship!"

Lin Mo smiled and bowed slightly.

"We should encourage ourselves to practice..."

Lin Mo has begun to look forward to the trip to Luofu.