"It's all right, it's the same as that nasty guy, what a freak. The Gathering Spirit Realm can make such a big move!" Li Huacheng muttered to himself.

"Grandpa, am I already an authentic monk?" asked worriedly, looking at the brilliance on his body.

The old man pouted: "Reluctantly, it's still far from entering the house," he said disapprerovingly.

Xiao Shaoyang was suddenly like a deflated balloon, and his spirit instantly withered. Shaking his head, "I haven't entered the hall yet, but I'm not yet, I can't even fly now, and I'm not a real cultivator yet." ”

"Fly, fly, no, grandpa, the three tombs say that you can only fly when you open the Yuan Realm, why can you fly just in the Chaos Realm?" Xiao Shaoyang asked puzzled.

"First of all, grandpa is also a 'hero', heroes must always be stronger than ordinary cultivators, otherwise how can they be called heroes" Lao Li said eloquently without blushing and his heart beating.

Coughed deliberately, and continued, "Who told you that grandpa is from the Chaos Realm, grandpa is not a minor friar."

"Grandpa bragging, the village chief, Grandpa is the number one master of the fishing village and only the four heavens of chaos, you are not the first master, so you are a minor monk of the chaos realm. Xiao Shaoyang exposed him on the spot.

"Grandpa was not a friar, he used to ...... Ever". Lao Li muttered to himself.

"It's so strange, the person in the dream looks like grandpa" Looking at Lao Li in a daze, Xiao Shaoyang said with a confused face. Although the memory of the character was erased, it did not make Xiao Shaoyang forget the existence of this person.

"Like what, I am me, how can I be like others, everyone is unique! You're not somebody's second, and I'm not going to be like anyone. Remember what I said......"

Lao Li was rare and deepened, and said earnestly.

"I'm just me, but I'm just me? It's so strange, why do you say such things, isn't someone herself?"

Looking at Xiao Shaoyang, who was not only one meter tall, Lao Li said the mantra again, "You will understand when you grow up".

“...... , but God knows when I'll grow up," he was speechless for a while.

The sun gradually rose, past the treetops, the red sun was in the sky, shining on the earth, and the purest Hongmeng purple qi between heaven and earth had already dissipated without a trace......

The same is true for human growth, when life is getting farther and farther away, like the sky, the purest original intention of the past will also be gone.

"Growing up is not only physical maturity, but also mental maturity. When you have the heart and the ability to protect everything you want to protect, you really grow up."

"Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say that autumn is better than spring, and a crane is on the clouds in the clear sky, and the poetry will be drawn to the blue sky" Autumn is high and refreshing, Lao Li looked at the old god in the sky and recited the verses.

He is old, and this cangyun is his autumn, but at the end of autumn, a whim of returning to the light made him unexpectedly find the spring sunrise.

At the end of the half-day practice, the old and the young returned to the cabin. Before the butt was warm, there was a rush of footsteps and a knock on the door.

"Old Chengtou, help, my family is dying", an old woman's voice sounded.

Opening the door, the village chief's wife was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, looking at the person who came, Li Huacheng frowned, and said, "Something happened to that old guy, what's the matter?"

"I don't know, it's going to be okay all of a sudden, let me come to you," the village chief's wife said anxiously.

In a small fishing village, women are only responsible for cooking and taking care of children, and do not practice, while men go out fishing and hunting, and have been exposed to cultivation, and the old village chief has an accident, how can she, an ordinary person, see the clues.

"Take me to see it" The unreliable Lao Li was also anxious, and hurriedly urged.

The small fishing village is not big, only about 100 zhang in radius. After passing through several houses, you will arrive at the village chief's house, which is also two small wooden houses. Li Huacheng pushed open the door, looked at Uncle Xiang who was dying, and asked, "Old fellow, don't you have ten years to live, it's only been two years! In front of the two of them, Lao Li asked without hesitation.

"Lao Tzu wants to live two more years and forcibly continue his life, but the road is ...... wrong," the village chief smiled bitterly.

Glancing at Xiao Shaoyang and his wife, the village chief waved his hand and motioned for them to go out. The two of them were the only ones left in the cabin.

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly the village chief swept away his dead state, and his eyes were full of fierceness. "I finally found it, and the book is right, you can die." The village chief was covered in mist, and an evil face reappeared.

With that, a divine sword stabbed out, and suddenly black smoke flourished, directly hitting Li Huacheng's heart. Li Huacheng stood still, letting the black light pierce his body.

Bang!

Excalibur snapped in response.

When he looked up, the two of them were already in the mustard seed space, and the fake village chief looked incredulous, "Impossible, haven't you already dispersed your work, and your breath has shrunk." How could it be ......"

"Are you going to be born after all?" Li Huacheng sighed.

"Remember what you said yourself, I just scattered my work, my body is not destroyed, in my eyes, you are just an ant, test me instead of the people behind you, and you are just cannon fodder. Li Huacheng told the truth mercilessly.

"What if the body is immortal? Without cultivation, I can still be calm," the fake village chief said confidently.

"Yes, you can try," the mustard space wriggled as if it were alive. The fake village chief unleashed a retreat technique to hide the void.

"Extinguish" with a soft sound, wisps of blood mist drifted away like smoke, fading in the air. The man didn't even have time to scream.

"What if you scatter your work, in the mustard seed space, I am invincible, the mustard seed continues, and the sword buries the evil" A master's demeanor emanated from him.

In the southern suburbs of the imperial city, in a secret room, Tang Tian sat in front of the bookshelf, and the moonlight long knife in his hand oozed a wisp of blood and fell on the "Cangyun Record". Tang Tian laughed, "Xia Qixiao'er, I didn't expect that my blood abyss absorbed your bloodline, and it would still be of great use after all." ”

"Good knife, good knife" Looking at the sub-knife in his hand, Tang Tian couldn't help but praise.

"Cangyun Record" slowly opened, and the mechanical voice sounded: "Dead blood opens the book, Cangyun destroys the country, and my Cangyun Recorder will recite the true history for the last time."

"At the beginning of ancient times, a generation of god emperors responded to the heavens...... , Cangyun calendar 810,000 years, heaven punished it, and the divine master saved ....... ”

The old history of time is mentioned one by one. At the last moment, the strange power disappeared: "The divine master is not dead, Nanze Daze". One sentence is spoken, and the machine spirit self-destructs.

Tang Tian's face was cloudy, "There really is this mysterious person, but it seems to have been scattered." Such a person should not remain in the world. Take advantage of your illness to kill you, let me try you."

Tang Tian waved his hand, and in the shadows, the void fluctuated, and a person dressed in black, with unrecognizable facial features, walked out, dressed in black, with black boots, and a black turban, only a pair of eyes leaked outside, and the fierce light was exposed.

"There is no symbiosis, the land of Nanze, the place of Daze, there is a legendary character, but he has already dispersed. Find him, kill him". Tang Tian commanded the hidden Wuxiangsheng.

"Yes" replied, Wu Xiangsheng turned around to leave, and was suddenly stopped: "Wait, this legendary character has an extraordinary relationship with the Cangyun Xia clan, and it is difficult to distinguish the true and false evil animals of the year, if you find something, bring him back, you go." Nothingness escapes into the void and disappears.

"If you can come back, everyone will be happy, but if you can't come back, it can only be that your life is not good, a group of lackeys. Tang Tian said gloomily to the void.

For those in power, their subordinates are used to block knives, and there is not much difference between dying one and dying a group.

This is the cruel reality, he will not open up for you because you are extremely powerful, and he will not treat you as his own because you are loyal, because for them, these are all sacrifices to achieve their goals.

In the cabin of the village chief's house, Wu Xiangsheng was killed by Li Huacheng with one blow, and there was no life at all. The mustard seed space was distorted and disappeared, and Li Huacheng took up the broken sword in the place where the body had just disappeared.

"A good sword, but it's a pity to follow the wrong master", said the index finger of his right hand pointed at the sword, the blood was filled, and the power of talents was condensed, replacing the sword spirit. The divine sword was automatically continued, and an intact sword appeared in front of Li Huacheng's eyes.

"Old man, I don't have any changes in the strength of my bloodline and physical strength now, otherwise I would be really an old waste." Li Huacheng laughed at himself. "I'm afraid the village chief is no longer here, old fellow, I can't collect your body, but let you be a good person again." Li Huacheng thought about it for a long time in the wooden house, and finally made a decision.

Sometimes a good outcome is more important than the truth, and people like happy endings, so the truth needs to be hidden when necessary, and a 'different truth' in place of the truth appears in front of the public. It takes time to get used to it, just to wait for the perfect moment for it to be revealed......

Li Huacheng opened the wooden door of the seal, glanced at the old woman and said, "Old sister, Brother Xiang has gone crazy in practice, and he knows that he will soon die. He has already turned into a Taoist, and he walks peacefully, just like his name. ”

At this time, the old woman had already cried silently, and the old and the young comforted the old woman who didn't know the truth, this world does not allow good people to have a way out!

"Shaoyang, kneel down for your mother-in-law", Li Huacheng said solemnly, without a trace of room for negotiation. Although he was puzzled, he did it anyway. He knelt down in front of the old woman with a thud.

Li Huacheng unhurriedly took out a divine sword, "When the village chief's grandfather passed away, he wanted to give you this divine sword, this is a great favor, you should kneel here." But you want to provide for the village chief's wife to die, are you willing?" Li Huacheng looked impassioned and did not allow him to veto.

"Okay" Without the slightest hesitation, Shaoyang agreed. Li Huacheng smiled with satisfaction, what does the old sister think?

Li Huacheng asked sadly: "Then that's it, you go back first, I want to be alone quietly and accompany my old man" The old woman said with a blank expression, and on the old face, tears could be vaguely seen.

This is a scene, directed by one person, and endured by one person, after all, the death of the old village chief is inextricably linked to them. But the ending is really good.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with the village chief's grandfather?" This is the first time Shaoyang has seen life and death. At his age, he could not comprehend this separation. "Grandpa the village chief, I gave Shaoyang a sword, but I didn't have the money to go home, so I went to a far, far away place."

"Grandpa lied to people, I know that this is death, everyone will die, and if you die, you will no longer exist, I will cultivate well, increase the time for grandpa, and don't let grandpa die." Xiao Shaoyang's eyes were red and he said.

"Okay, grandpa is waiting for that day to come." Li Huacheng said with relief.

If he could, he really wanted to live like this for the rest of his life, but it was impossible, fate was one step closer to them.

In the southern suburbs of the imperial city, in Tang Tian's hand, a jade plate was broken, this was a soul card that was incompatible. When people die, the cards are cracked......