Chapter 33: Do not do to others what you do not want to do to you!
As the protagonist, Feng Yun’s potential goes without saying.
Duanlang could even suppress Bu Jingyun in the early stage. Although in the end he was left behind by Feng Yun due to his background, he was still able to fight back by eating two dragon essences and kill the arrogant Emperor Shitian.
Compared with Feng Yun who cheats easily, Duan Lang's life is more real and inspiring.
This guy is naturally rebellious, so beware of him stabbing you in the back at critical moments.
Tianjian Wuming is a living myth.
Play the erhu with full blood, and wave the whole picture with residual blood.
A typical person who can't play until he has remaining health.
His Heavenly Sword Realm also has its merits. Even Emperor Shitian dare not despise it when it is full of health.
Because the martial arts in Fengyun World have a certain idealism and the power of emotional explosion, they can often transcend personal limits and defeat the strong with the weak.
And as long as Jiang Fan doesn't do anything to cause trouble in the world, Wuming will not stand against Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan is not a good person, but he hopes to be surrounded by good people.
As for the sword master's strength, he is pretty good. Jiang Fan, a sword master who knows only twenty-two swords, seems to be just average.
But once you understand Sword Twenty-Three, your strength will increase dramatically.
In terms of lethality, it is still above Heavenly Sword.
Staying and observing would also be good for Jiang Fan's own swordsmanship.
Even if the Sword Master is unable to comprehend the Twenty-Three Swords due to changes in the plot, Jiang Fan doesn't care. The worst is to open up a passage to the Sword Realm. By then, let alone the Twenty-Three Swords, it will not be difficult to obtain the Six-Destroying Selfless Sword Twenty-Three.
With the kendo talent of the substitute god Gu Wenhuang, he might be able to draw parallels and understand a higher level of kendo.
When Jiang Fan removed the poison from Wuming and others, Wuming and the Sword Master did not fall out on the spot.
Wuming and Juggernaut are not capricious people. Although they were threatened with poisoning and lost their face, they still did not break their promises.
Even if we take action, we will take action after three months
There are two people here, and even if others want to touch Jiang Fan, they have to think carefully.
What's more, they weren't sure whether Jiang Fan had any plans to hold back, and they didn't know Jiang Fan's depth, so they didn't dare to take action rashly.
The remaining people, except for Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, and Duan Lang, all began to flatter Jiang Fan, each one expressing their loyalty and saying flattering words.
As for the previously tough Scar, no one mentioned it, and even if it was mentioned, it would be in a mocking way. This is Jianghu.
It makes sense to have a big fist.
Scar was put on a wheelchair and pushed out of Sword Worship Villa. No one cared about his life or death.
Maybe it won't be long before this person is seriously injured and dies outside.
If you have strength, you can be strong-willed; if you don't have strength, you are seeking death!
After leaving the sword pool and coming to the backyard, most of the people in the martial arts community were acting as guards honestly. Jiang Fan asked Mrs. Ao to arrange these people.
A night of silence.
the next day.
Jiang Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun alone in the garden.
Bu Jingyun walked towards Jiang Fan, his eyes fell on the peerless sword on the stone table. Jiang Fan looked at Bu Jingyun: "Is something wrong?'
Bu Jingyun said coldly: "Emperor Wen, hand over the magic weapon."
"well!"
Jiang Fan sighed: "I thought Duanlang would be the first one to arrive, but I didn't expect you to be more impatient than him. My weak body cannot withstand your cloud-dispelling palm. However,
Bu Jingyun was wary: "What?'
Jiang Fan shook his feather fan, and the breeze blew through his hair, looking calm: "May I ask, what kind of wind is blowing now?"
Bu Jingyun felt the cool breeze blowing on his face, and was secretly shocked.
[Following the wind, he wants to use poison gas!]
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I wonder if you, the god of death who doesn't cry, can bear the slight poisonous wind coming from me?"
Bu Jingyun subconsciously stepped back a distance, holding his breath and concentrating: "God Gu Wenhuang, you are really good at acting weak. What are your intentions in letting us act as guards?"
"Yeah, Emperor Wen has always treated people with sincerity, asking you to work in lieu of punishment. It's just a small punishment but a big warning. If you don't kill, it's a kindness. As a person, you must know how to be grateful."
Jiang Fan looked at Bu Jingyun and continued: "The magic weapon was made by me. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away. Don't you know, don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you?"
In the early days, Bu Jingyun was not a good person. When he was fighting for the world, he killed countless people, even the elderly and children. If he had no money, he would write his own name and exchange it for 100,000 taels in a pawn shop, which was more ruthless than robbing a bank.
Moreover, in order to achieve his goal, he resorted to assassination, poisoning, and resorted to all possible means.
It is undeniable that Bu Jingyun values love and justice, but what he did before cannot be washed away.
Even if Jiang Fan kills Bu Jingyun now, the outside world will only think that Jiang Fan is doing harm to the people. [Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you!]
Bu Jingyun thought about Jiang Fan's words. He had read some books with his mother when he was a child. At least he understood the meaning of this sentence.
The general meaning is that if you don't like things, don't force them on others.
In fact, Bu Jingyun also knew that this was not good.
But he has become accustomed to using force to get what he wants.
Xiongba would not even teach Bu Jingyun to be kind to others. It can be said that the education level of Tianxiahui is seriously biased.
Now after listening to Jiang Fan's words, Bu Jingyun felt a sudden awakening and began to ask himself. How is he different from those scumbags in Tianxiahui?
If my parents are alive in heaven, do they really want to see me become so arrogant and unreasonable? After a moment of silence and self-reflection, Bu Jingyun solemnly clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "I understand, thank you Emperor Wen for your teachings.
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With that said, Bu Jingyun turned and left.
I thought in my heart that if I want to take revenge, I should be upright and can no longer use shameless means to rob and become a tyrant.
Come on, work hard and strive!
At this moment, Bu Jingyun's soul of justice awakened!
Jiang Fan was a little confused.
What does Bu Jingyun understand?
What he just said, don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you means: don't use the moves you don't like on others, try to use the ones you like.
If Bu Jingyun dared to make a move, Jiang Fan would pick out a few of his favorite moves to deal with Bu Jingyun. But looking at Bu Jingyun's expression, it didn't seem like he was retreating because of fear.
baffling!
At this time, Wuming, who was passing by with an erhu in his hand, saw this and showed an uncle-like smile on his face. He felt that God Gu Wenhuang had thunderous skills and a famous demeanor, so he was worth making friends with.
A few words led Bu Jingyun to the right path. It seemed that he had misunderstood him before! After thinking about it, Wuming stepped forward with his beloved erhu.
"A heart-breaking song, where can I find a close friend at the end of the world? Is Emperor Wen willing to listen to this song?"
Jiang Fan looked at Wuming, this guy is very idle!
As the saying goes, a pipa for a thousand years is a zither for ten thousand years, and an erhu is played for a lifetime.
A swordsman who cannot play the erhu is not a good swordsman.
But in my whole life, I, Jiang Fan, will never be weaker than others.
“It’s better to have fun alone than to have fun together, how about playing a song together!”
While talking, Jiang Fan took out the crystal suona.
There is no soul that cannot be blown away by the suona, and there is no soul that cannot be blown away by the erhu.
The two king instruments, in the hands of Jiang Fan and Wuming, seemed to have their souls injected into them.
Looking at each other, it was as if there were flames dancing in their eyes.