Creation Fishing System

The surroundings were empty. Apart from the corpses of the bandits, there was nothing else.    

Before ascending to Wu Qingshan, Chu Yun would often ask him to deal with those ordinary bandits, to train his combat experience and combat skills.    

But. . .    

Ever since he ascended Wu Qingshan, Chu Yun never allowed Yang Jian to fight again.    

Yang Jian had a vague idea of the reason behind this.    

His master didn't want him to be immersed in hatred.    

Yang Jian had also discovered this point. After walking on this Wu Qingshan, it was as if everything that was visible to the naked eye could ignite the flames in his heart.    

Anything that he saw, even if it was just an ordinary piece of grass and a piece of wood, would make Yang Jian recall many things and think of many things.    

Father. . . Big Brother. . .    

The grudge of killing his father. . . The destruction of his family. . . . . .    

The overlapping scenes made Yang Jian feel as if he was being controlled by some kind of emotional force. His entire being was different from before.    

Yang Jian knew that it was the power of hatred.    

In the past, Yang Jian felt that the power of hatred was not bad. It could make him work harder, harder, and more unwilling to admit defeat. These were the qualities he needed to become stronger. These were the emotions of hatred that could be given to him.    

But now. . .    

Yang Jian turned around and finally realized that hatred would make him lose himself and lose control of his behavior and emotions.    

His master brought him here to take revenge, not to vent his anger and bring him here to sink into oblivion.    

"In this matter, I hope that you will only get one result, and not enjoy the process. There is nothing to enjoy, it will only make you look different. "    

He recalled what Chu Yun had said just now. Yang Jian was silent. He looked at Chu Yun, who had walked into the hall, and saw that the entire hall was on fire.    

Since his master said that the place was very dirty, it would dirty his eyes. In that case, burning a place like that with fire should be the most ideal way to deal with it, right?    

Not long after, A series of banging sounds of battle rang out in the hall, but very quickly, everything returned to normal. After that, Chu Yun carried a human figure and walked out of the Hall of Brotherhood, which had almost been burned into ruins.    

With a puff sound, Chu Yun threw a figure in front of Yang Jian.    

"It's him. "    

Chu Yun said.    

Yang Jian's body trembled slightly. He looked down and saw. . . It was a man with only one eye. His face was covered with a ferocious scar that extended from the top of his head to his chin. The blindfold on his face was now nowhere to be found, exposing the scar-faced eye.    

"I want you to know who killed you. "    

Yang Jian took a deep breath and clenched the Overlord Soul Locking Spear in his hand. He looked at the one-eyed man and said.    

"Please spare my life. . . "    

The one-eyed man looked like he was about to cry. He had been scared out of his wits. At this moment, his body was curled up like a turtle. He didn't even have the courage to look at Chu Yun.    

All along, the thing he was most proud of was the fact that he had a tier 7 Martial Spirit, the One-eyed Black Flood Dragon. This was the greatest proof that he could grow from a nameless grassroots hunter's son to today's bandit leader.    

But. . .    

Just now, Chu Yun's body shook. That blazing fire ripped apart all of the One-Eyed Dragon's beliefs.    

Under the scorching Dragon Flame, the One-eyed Black Flood Dragon had turned into a thick-skinned snake with only one eye. It was like a loach, twisting and crawling, but it was unable to become mighty.    

What kind of cruel pressure was that?    

It made the One-eyed Dragon feel like he was a tiny grass in the dust, while Chu Yun was like the sun that hung high in the sky.    

Yang Jian suddenly felt a little disappointed.    

He looked at the one-eyed man and felt incomparably disappointed. In his imagination, the person who could kill his father and the entire Wind Conforming Escort should be the one who killed his father. It's an extremely terrifying existence.    

In Yang Jian's imagination, he had fought that terrifying existence countless times in his dream. However, when the dream came close to reality, it made him lose all interest.    

Yang Jian looked at Chu Yun with an inquiring gaze.    

"En. "    

Chu Yun nodded.    

Then, Yang Jian thrust his spear forward, piercing through the one-eyed man's heart and twisting it.    

In a split second, the one-eyed man's heart broke and his whole body twitched violently. After shaking twice, everything returned to normal.    

One-eye Dragon died and the revenge for killing his father was finally avenged.    

Yang Jian raised his head. His emotions were very complicated. He looked at Chu Yun and said, "Master, I wanted to tell him who I am. I wanted him to know that he died in my hands. The one who killed him was the son of the Wind Conforming Escort's Yang Ningzhi, Yang Jian. I wanted him to die in regret, but. . . Master, I wanted to tell him who I am. I wanted him to know that he died in my hands. The one who killed him was the son of the Wind Conforming Escort's Yang Ningzhi, Yang Jian. I wanted him to die in regret, but. . . "    

"He doesn't deserve it. "    

Chu Yun shook his head and walked forward. He patted Yang Jian's hair and said, "Killing him is just a way to mourn your father's soul in heaven. The person you want to convey your thoughts to isn't this vicious bandit, but your father who is no longer alive. There's nothing much you can say to him. "    

"You're right. "    

Yang Jian nodded and squeezed out a smile on his face. He said, "Master, let's go down the mountain. I don't want to stay any longer in this Wu Qingshan. "    

Chu Yun understood his feelings, so he led Yang Jian down the mountain.    

He could clearly feel that after they went down the mountain, Yang Jian's mentality had changed greatly. It seemed like he had become even more relaxed.    

No, it was not just a simple feeling of relaxation. It was a kind of joy that floated on the surface to cushion the surging sadness in the depths of his heart.    

A tragedy first brought about hatred, and when the hatred was dispelled, After taking revenge, what was left behind was endless sorrow.    

And this, could only be healed by time. It would slowly fade away, but it would never completely disappear.    

But. . .    

Chu Yun was very confident in Yang Jian. He would welcome a brand new life for himself. From the moment he met him, Yang Jian should welcome a new life, and today was just the beginning.    

. . .    

Deep in the Heiyun Mountain Range, Heihu Mountain.    

Two figures were playing chess on a mountain peak hidden in the mountains and fog.    

"Advisor, you have won again. "    

A middle-aged man in white stroked the beard on his chin and lightly sighed.    

On the other side of the chessboard, a man in a black Daoist robe whose age could not be seen clearly and his appearance was also extremely ordinary. He was the type that could not be recognized at a glance when thrown into a crowd of people.    

At that moment, a white piece was placed on the chessboard. In an instant, a huge dragon was connected from the beginning to the end of the chessboard. It was reborn from the desperate situation, and it had obtained an absolute victory.    

One of them wore black clothes and played white chess while the other wore white clothes and played black chess on the misty mountain peak, playing chess against the morning sun.    

This scene gave off a sense of transcendence that drifted out of the world. If one did not talk about their identities, others would think that they were two immortals playing chess.    

"Thank you, Great Master. "    

The black-clothed man cupped his hands and smiled. Then, he slowly picked his white chess piece back. It seemed that he wanted to play another round.    

"I'm not playing anymore. "    

Yun Zhonglong shook his head and said, "It's always you who wins. It's meaningless. You are the advisor of Heihu Mountain. In the way of chess and chess, I will definitely not be able to beat you. "    

The military advisor smiled and said, "Why do you need to belittle yourself, chief leader? The two of us are here because we have different division of labor. There is no way that we can't compare to each other. "    

"Hmph. "    

Yun Zhonglong sneered. He played with the black chess piece in his hand. He threw it up and caught it again and again. Suddenly, he grabbed it with his hand and crushed it into powder. It was crushed in the palm of his hand and scattered in the wind at the peak of the mountain.    

He slammed the table and leaned forward. His face was almost touching the advisor's face as he said, "It has been eight years. In these eight years, I have no idea how many times I have asked you to join me. What do I need to do to make you agree to let me join you officially?"    

"Hehe. "    

The advisor could not help but laugh when he heard that. In the face of Yun Zhonglong's overbearing and oppressive manner, However, he appeared to be calm and collected as he continued to pick up the chess pieces. He said, "Chief Manager, please be patient. In these eight years, I have seen all of your contributions. And every time, I have sent out a report for you. It won't take long. Your requests will definitely be met by the higher-ups. It's only a matter of time before or later. "    

"Don't play dumb with me here. I'm really annoyed by you guys now!"    

Yun Zhonglong took a deep breath and stared at the advisor with sharp eyes. He said, "This month will be the latest. The next time you contact them, I will get a clear answer. If not, I will not do what you have asked me to do!"    

“. . . ”    

As he finished speaking, the advisor slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Zhonglong for a while.    

After a moment, he smiled slowly. "Okay. "