Reborn Super Master

At night, whether in the south or north, it is quite fresh and beautiful. At this time, the sky seems to have been washed, without a trace of clouds and mist, and it becomes empty and high. A round moon climbs up from the top of the mountain in the east, like a big lantern, illuminating a cliff with strange stones, projecting the shadows of branches and young grass on the grass, with flowers dotted and wandering. Birds are yelling on the branches, insects are jumping in the grass, and thousands of lives are jubilant in the mountains...

The crescent moon shone the silver light on the earth, and the squeaking sound of crickets in the woods were faintly heard. The fragrance of night permeates the air, scattered in every space, covering everything in it. Everything that the eyes touch is reflected in the mist of the night. No matter how grass and trees are, they are not as realistic as in the daytime. They all have their own blurry and empty colors, which makes people feel like dreams.

The moonlight was like silver, everywhere, and the bamboo springs on the cliff turned black under the moonlight. Not far away, the sound of insects in the grass in the forest was as dense as the bustling crowd. Sometimes, from somewhere, a grass oriole suddenly sang its throat. Soon, the little bird seemed to understand that it was midnight and should not be so noisy, so she still closed her little eyes and slept peacefully.

The bloated white clouds slowly moved across the pond, as if a group of old women, bending their backs, walked past the moon step by step, trying to cover the moon, but the moon poured down a bright light through the gaps of the clouds. A white cloud and a white cloud were connected, like a wide irregular belt, which divided the clear sky in half. The white clouds moved past and gradually disappeared in the distance. Although the sky was pitch black, it still gave people a feeling of greenness, and the moon seemed particularly bright.

The cliff under Zhao Xuan's feet is naturally extremely high, and he is not sure that he can fall without any injury. Below the cliff is a turbulent sea, reefs and rocks. The sea water under the moonlight is hiding by the waves and strong winds, as if it is broken silver all over the ground. The waves lead the waves behind, the waves push the waves forward, the waves beat the clouds, and the wonton waves, and they are twisted into a ball. You hit me, I touch you, and it turns into a fine hookah. The entire sea suddenly becomes a battlefield where tens of thousands of silver horses gallop and rumbling.

Looking at the sea beneath his feet, Zhao Xuan felt that his mind seemed to have become much wider, and there were many mysterious thoughts floating in his mind. Of course, Zhao Xuan could not describe what that idea was, but it was more like a state of mind. In this state, people would feel refreshed and relaxed.

The sea water is rising, and the waves in the sea water are pouring towards the shore one by one. Some rise up like rolling hills; some hit the reefs by the sea, splashing waves several meters high, making a wonderful sound of "wow...wow"!

Looking into the distance, the moonlight shines on the sea surface, and there is a light white halo in the sky. At this moment, it seems that there is night above Zhao Xuan's head, and in the distance it is just morning. In the place where the sea and sky are lined up, the white clouds are floating in the sky or floating on the sea surface; there are also three or two white sails, whether they are floating on the sea surface or sliding on the sky. There are a lot of waves between the sky and the water. The black reefs are lying quietly; the green sea water gently pats the sand and stones, as if they are greetings over and over again.

The snow-white waves rolled up by the waves of the sea were like a naughty child greedily licking the already rounded reefs; and slowly retreated, like a shy girl gently pulling the long skirt that was mopping the floor.

The sea at night is always so charming. She is like a affectionate bride dressed in a silvery dress. The black reefs are the embellishments of the wedding, black black pearls, the coconut trees are her witnesses, the birds are the guests of the wedding, and the waves hit the rocks and played a wedding march.

The sea is always like this. As soon as the wave continues, there will be another wave immediately, moving forward tirelessly day after day...

Although it will be pushed back by the shore again and again, it will never stop pursuing its goals and ideals, and use its broad mind to accommodate all rejection and pain.

The true energy in Zhao Xuan's body is also surging like the sea, but it is not a receding tide, but a rising tide, and wave after wave of rising tide, constantly expanding the meridians and increasing its toughness.

After a while, Zhao Xuan finally opened his eyes and his strength finally returned to his peak state.

"drink--"

Inexplicably, Zhao Xuan shouted angrily, and the veins on his right arm instantly leaked, and black gas appeared on his palms and fingertips. This is the function of "Black Hand Magical Art". Although Zhao Xuan operated his internal power according to the internal power operation method in the Black Hand Magical Art secret book, he did not feel that even a little change in nature of his true energy was, which was somewhat inconsistent with the description in the secret book, and Zhao Xuan was a little strange.

"What's going on-"

Zhao Xuan looked at his palm and suddenly hit the rock wall beside him. With a rumbling sound, several rocks shattered and scattered on the ground.

Blood gradually flowed out of Zhao Xuan's palm.

"It's strange. It's said it's a magic skill, why doesn't it seem to be evil at all?"

He still couldn't help but practiced the magic craft "Black Hand Magical Art".

However, after practicing this skill, he did not feel any evil nature of this black hand magic skill.

Since several accidents, Zhao Xuan has become more and more curious about the strange attraction, but helplessly, he can't control the strange attraction, nor can he notice what the heat flow sucked into his body. It is said that curiosity kills the cat, and Zhao Xuan obviously can't control his curiosity and wants to find out.

Looking at the endless sea, Zhao Xuan's body was also surging. He suddenly felt that the true energy of Xiaoxiang Jue in his body was so similar to the sea in front of him. It was flowing forever, always full of vitality, never stopping.

The sea embraces all rivers and is tolerant. Isn’t this the style of Xiaoxiang Jue?

Perhaps, this is also why the Black Hand Magic Art did not make his true qi become "evil".

Zhao Xuan found a smooth rock, sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and the true energy was slowly running in his body according to the "Six Discourses of the Heavenly Demons". Until the early morning, Zhao Xuan did not feel any strange changes. The Six Discourses of the Heavenly Demons are completely different from the Black Hand Magic. The Black Hand Magic is a quick-achieving technique, while the Six Discourses of the Heavenly Demons require a lot of time to practice before he can practice the effect. Therefore, it is normal that he did not study any of the reasons in such a short time.

When Zhao Xuan opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark and the sky turned light blue, very light. In a blink of an eye, a red glow appeared in the sky, slowly expanding its range and enhancing its light.

He knew that the sun was about to rise from the sky, so he looked at the horizon intently. Sure enough, after a while, a small half of the sun appeared there, which was very red, but no light. The sun seemed to be carrying some heavy burden, slowly, slowly, trying to rise upwards, and the sky gradually became brighter, as if someone had applied a layer of pink on the pale green sky, and countless golden lights were hidden under the pink.

Suddenly, it seemed like a sound, and the pink clouds were washed away, and the sky suddenly began to develop. A vermilion sun then slowly climbed up from the sky. When it shook, it seemed to make a loud noise. It finally climbed up to the water surface. Below it was a red light that carried it. It gradually rose, and the red light also stretched. The more it rose, the brighter the light became. In a short time, the sun had left the water surface and gradually became smaller. At the same time, its body gradually changed from vermilion to golden red. In an instant, the rays of rays filled half of the sky, maintaining this golden sun; countless golden lights were rippling on the water surface.

The sun at this moment is not as hot as it was in a hot drought, not as dark purple as before the storm, but emits a lovely light, floating quietly under the slender black clouds, shining refreshingly, immersing in its faint mist in the sea and sky. The thin edges above the stretched clouds finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea. The color was so red that it was so cute. In an instant, this dark red thing suddenly emitted a dazzling light, making people's eyes hurt, and at the same time, the nearby clouds were also shining.

The morning sun burns with morning mist, a golden light. In the forest, the frost-resistant pine trees, cypress trees, and the wet bald branches and dark green leaves of holly shine with spring-like life. When the sun is baked, the morning mist falls and seeps into the soil, and bursts of moisture appear everywhere.

Bathed in the sunshine of the rising sun, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but open his arms. Here, there was no one else, only him and the world. The air of nature was so fresh, the mind of the sea was so broad, and the line between the sea and the sky was so far away. At this moment, Zhao Xuan even had a moment of thought - if he lived in seclusion in the future, he would build a villa or bamboo house by the sea in this wilderness and ridge, and then face the sea every day, and the spring flowers were blooming, which would definitely be a different and wonderful taste.

Looking into the distance, Zhao Xuan remained silent. At this moment, only him and heaven and earth were there, no loneliness, nor loneliness. Only the communication between the heart and heaven and earth made him very comfortable.

A person has powerful power, but it does not mean that he is powerful in all aspects. At least Zhao Xuan is still alone, and he will also feel lonely and feel that he is wandering outside the world at some point. He cannot and dare not tell his secrets to the outside world, because perhaps doing so will make him excluded, and if it is more serious, he will even face more disasters.

Zhao Xuan made a wise choice not to say it. He didn't know if what he did was right, but he would go on very firmly. Other people's words could not control him at all. At first, he did not want to kill people, and hurting people was inevitable. This was his choice and the way he wanted to go. However, things in the world may not be so satisfactory, and he eventually killed people. Although it was completely unscrupulous, no matter how reason was, killing was killing, and sin was sin.

However, he doesn't care what others think, because in this world, not everything is clearly distinguished from black and white. Sometimes you have to go into the gray area and do what you think is the best.

However, at this moment, Zhao Xuan, who was standing on the forest and watching the sunrise on the convex rocks, did not expect that his "hell" name would become famous in the future and become famous both at home and abroad. Many reports praised him greatly, and there were even admirers in groups and great reputations.

There is a report written like this:

Why never show up in hell?

Because sometimes a real hero cannot and will not be like an actor, and the attention of everyone;

Because sometimes a real hero can only walk alone in the dark corners and overcome obstacles.

So why did he walk alone in the darkness?

Because he longs for light.

When a person feels that he is facing a powerful enemy for the sake of the people of the world, then his sword is a fire and his people are light.

He used his actions to salvage something called "hope" for the world, allowing everyone to face themselves, everyone's life has gaps, and he is the light that shines into everyone's heart.

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