Without saying much, Jiang Hengwei took Li Guo around the waste road and came to the back street.

This place has become a place where the homeless and the gods of Sanhe gather.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a big beer belly who was still dressed brightly came here and said, "Temporary worker, who will come at the end of the day?"

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

The homeless people who were still lying on their stomachs jumped up one by one, scrambling for this job opportunity.

"No hurry, no hurry, there are 20 places..."

"Thank you, cow foreman... Don't use us from the Awakened...", a thin young man sobbed gratefully.

"Tsk, it's easier to use you, but now there are only small jobs, and there are no more, sign up with me, tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the morning in Hengyang construction site, who is slow to deduct money..."

Among them, there was only one man who did not compete for the job, and it was a lean-looking old man, dressed in white short sleeves, and although he was thin, his muscles were evenly distributed, and no one would think that he could not do those jobs.

He just didn't want to do it, and the whole person looked dull, already in a dying state.

When I looked closely, I found that the emotions contained in this person's eyes were quite complex, there seemed to be regret, it seemed to be yearning, and there seemed to be some other emotions in it...

At this time, Jiang Hengwei swallowed his saliva, walked over cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Hey, Old Yang?"

Old man Yang turned around and saw Jiang Hengwei and Li Guo coming over, his tone was not too good, and he said lightly.

"I don't go to the aid station, I don't go to the service station, I have hands and feet, and I don't have to accept handouts..."

This answer seems to be quite proficient.

"Well, of course we're not going to take you to the aid station, we just wanted to ask you some questions. Jiang Hengwei pointed at Li Guo and said: "This friend of mine is awesome, thinking about the realm of martial arts, and also thinking about the universe and the truth of heaven and earth..."

At this time, Old Man Yang seemed to have raised some interest, staring at Li Guo with a burning gaze.

Li Guo smiled slightly.

"With a breath in his belly, he turned into a glass pill. Once you enter the heavenly realm, you will be extraordinary from now on. ”

Finally, the consternation in front of Old Man Yang's eyes completely exploded.

"The universe is hidden in the chest, the seven orifices and hundreds of points are transformed into stars, the heavenly spirit is yang, the lower yin is the moon, and the universe is transformed into the flood and famine. ”

Old man Yang smiled.

Li Guo also smiled.

Jiang Hengwei: "??????"

A bewildered face.

"What do you call this gentleman?" Li Guo bowed his hand and smiled slightly.

"The old man Yang is a camel. ”

Yang Tuo also bowed his hand in return, and the whole person stood up, his body straight.

Li Guo could see that there were traces of martial arts tempering on Yang Zhihuo's body, and the criss-crossing wounds on his body were obvious...

It is a strong man who fights in the sea of corpses and blood.

At this time, Li Guo paused, reported his origin and said: "The poor road comes from Fangcun Mountain, and the oblique moon view. ”

"Old man..."Yang Zhiluo's eyes seemed to be blinded by the staggered time, and he sighed after a while: "The old man is from Kyushu, Hanjian Villa. ”

Kyushu, Hanken Villa?

There are more question marks on Jiang Hengwei's face, what is this...

At this time, Jiang Hengwei couldn't help but say: "This... We don't seem to have the name of Kyushu Hanken Villa. ”

Jiang Hengwei regretted it a little, in order to stay with the idol for a longer time, he brought him to find an old madman who talked crazy, and he was a little worried that the idol would blame him.

And Li Guo said seriously.

"Kyushu, Cold Sword Villa, you are not from this world. ”

Yang took out three pieces of soft white sand for a dollar, lit it and smoked it, his eyes were endless hesitation and confusion.

"However, the old man comes from a world called Kyushu, this world is round, there are no cosmic stars, only a round of big sun, a round of bright moon, Kyushu people cultivate themselves, swallow the true spirit, learn martial arts, go up and down the Yellow Spring, and the old man is in that side of the world, but also the top existence, at the age of 16, Kendo Dacheng, 18 years old to marry the king of Kyushu, 20 years old to reach the strongest in Kyushu, there are seven wives, full of children, at the age of 22, martial arts reached the bottleneck, the world can no longer tolerate the old man, the old man has also become the Kyushu boundary, the second person to reach the realm of the void in a hundred years...”

Jiang Hengwei looked at an old man smoking soft white sand and felt a little funny when he told his past 'legend'.

The down-and-out homeless man in front of him doesn't look like the Long Aotian who has been at the peak of his life all the way in his description.

But Jiang Hengwei, who loves to be a storyteller, couldn't help but be attracted by Yang Zhiluo's words, and couldn't help asking: "And then..."

"And then... The old man was full of pride and ambition, survived the catastrophe, and came to this world, intending to continue on the road of martial arts..."There was a trace of yearning in Yang Zhiluo's eyes, a trace of yearning for himself in the past.

"Then what are you in the realm now..."Jiang Hengwei asked.

"Am I in the realm now? Yang Tuo said lightly: "Maybe you can't even beat an ordinary young adult." ”

"This..."Jiang Hengwei was speechless for a while.

However, Yang Zhiluo put on a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Because, when the old man flew to this realm, there was no heaven and earth aura for the old man to cultivate." ”

In the words, there is blood and tears.

Li Guo was silent.

The revival of aura is in the past two years, and looking at the age of Yang Tuo now, it is probably past the age of the sixtieth year, judging from the description of his 22-year-old achievement of breaking through the void and soaring, he has not been able to touch any aura in these decades.

If you don't have aura, how can you cultivate?

"Without the aura of breathing, the inner heaven and earth are decaying, the stars of the universe are collapsing, and there is no difference between today's old man and ordinary dying old age. Yang Tuo burst into tears, his mood was unstable, and said: "The old man always thinks that when he ascends to this world, the concentration of spiritual energy will definitely increase, but he never thought that the spiritual energy of this side has not only not improved, but no one can even pass the martial arts, and after more than forty years, the spiritual energy here will eventually show signs of rising, but what is the use, the inner heaven and earth have decayed, and there is no chance to cultivate..."

"I heard that the famous martial artists over the years have accumulated a lot of money, if you have practiced diligently over the years, maybe you can make a comeback..." Jiang Hengwei was skeptical of Yang Zhiluo's words, but he could indeed feel his heartfelt sadness, and he couldn't help but comfort him.

Yang Tuo smiled sadly.

"Accumulation is from 'nothing' to 'have', and the old man himself is 'have', there is no possibility of accumulation, even if it is strong, it is only to accelerate the decay, and now the aura is recovering, but it is too late. ”

"Do you regret it? ”

Li Guo asked suddenly.

Do you regret reaching this level and then ascending to the earth you are today?

But Yang Tuo said.

"No regrets. ”

"Why don't you regret it?"

"If this realm is true in the upper realm, then the old man has no regrets, and then give the old man 100 choices, the old man will still fly to this realm, even if there are wives and children in Kyushu, with the blessing of heaven and earth aura, the longevity can be obtained for hundreds of years, and in this world there is no cultivation at all, and the disease can be entangled in the body, and the old man does not regret it. Yang Zhiluo smiled bitterly: "I don't regret it, but it's a pity, I regret that I didn't see the future of martial arts, so I am sad." ”

Jiang Hengwei knew.

It turned out that Yang Rank Camel was not sad and remorseful because he had no aura when he flew to this place.

It's because life has come to an end, and I feel sad that I haven't seen the way forward in this martial arts.

"Is this a warrior?" Jiang Hengwei muttered, some of them were infected by this kind of mood of hearing the Tao and dying at night.

Li Guo also knew many things.

The heavens and all the worlds, the heavens and the earth, soar to the earth.

Judging from Yang Tuo's ability to go up and down to the Yellow Spring, since they flew to the earth, it means that the upper limit of the earth's energy level may be higher...

"Is it true that the earth is special compared to the heavens and all the worlds..."

Li Guo thought about it, looked at Yang Zhiluo, and thanked him for his heartfelt solution.

Yang Zhiluo smiled and said: "Now it is very good that someone is willing to listen to the old man's crazy words..."

"Since Mr. Yang's wish is to see the future of martial arts, then the poor path is also disrespectful, fulfill your wish, and repay you for solving the cause and effect. Li Guo's momentum began to rise, and his mind began to recall the scene when he was in the Shushan Hall and watched Zhu Ziheng break the Dan.

A thousand swords turned into a golden pill, and the heavens, earth, stars, and the desolate universe all turned into a single pill.

Eight or nine Xuangong circulated, and began to imitate the situation at that time, and Li Guo now looks like 'Zhu Ziheng'.

Majestic, like Jindan!

Jiang Hengwei's mind was blank, and in the face of such coercion, he instantly gave up thinking.

And Yang Zhiluo looked at this scene, first stunned, and then suddenly seemed to understand, and muttered.

"I see... I see... I see, I see!"

At this time, Yang Tuo's body suddenly erupted with an astonishing momentum.

This momentum gradually climbed, and even climbed to the point where it could compete with the golden pill momentum that Li Guo exuded.

Jiang Hengwei could feel the power of this gradual climb.

At this time, Jiang Hengwei finally believed it, he believed in the fact that Yang Zhiluo was once a strong man...

"It turns out that over the years... It's not me that's wrong, it's the world... Hahaha..."Yang Tuo smiled boldly, and his thoughts finally came to mind.

A moment later, a strand of blood oozed from the corner of Yang's mouth.

Li Guo was stunned, quickly withdrew the momentum of Jindan, and came over to check.

"You... What did you do..."

"The old man used the last bit of cultivation to kill himself, and Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save me when he came over. The corners of Yang's mouth were bleeding, but his eyes were unusually calm, even a little like a pilgrimage; The old man understood... Why did the old man fly to this realm... Why did the old man come here? It turns out that everything is fate... Originally, I thought that martial arts would be able to get rid of fate... Hehe... Ha ha... It turns out that we are all slaves to fate. ”

Li Guo was silent, now Yang Tuo is really like what he said, the gods are difficult to save, even if he is hung with the fountain of life, there is no way to save his life.

Why are you alive when you are dead physically and mentally?

"This is... The old man's life..."

Yang Tuo's eyes were even more deadly.

Jiang Hengwei on the side saw that something was wrong and wanted to call an ambulance, but Yang Zhiluo said.

"No need to call an ambulance... It's a fate... The old man's ascension to this point is destined... It is destined to see you today... Today we are destined to die..."

While speaking, Yang Tuo was already dead of anger.

When he was out of breath, a ghost appeared.

It is a white-clothed swordsman holding a long sword, handsome, sharp, and one person is like a sword.

A peerless swordsman, the soul of Yang Tuo.

When Yang Rank Camel died and the ghost appeared, the surrounding homeless people were scattered, and at this moment, there were only Li Guo, Jiang Hengwei, and the soul of Yang Rank Camel in the open space.

Jiang Hengwei looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him, and couldn't believe that he was the broken old beggar, not only in terms of age and momentum, but also in terms of spirit...

In front of him is a handsome swordsman who yearns for the future and is full of vitality, not the old man in his twilight years.

Time goes by, as if returning to the time of youth.

As if he had lost his memory, Yang Zhiluo's soul smiled and groaned: "Hey, look at me and do something." ”

After Li Guo was silent for a moment, his face was as usual.

"Young handsome, genius swordsman, anyone will take a second look. ”

"Of course. The young man Yang Tuo laughed and said: "Xiaodao Chief, you have a very good appetite for me, and you are also a martial artist, why don't I wait for a game?"

"Yes. Li Guo summoned the Streamer Sword, and Qingfeng was like a cold light.

"Hahaha! A long drought is a rainy day, and chess is the luckiest when you meet an opponent!" the young man Yang Duo conjured a long sword in his hand.

Two people, two swords, clashing each other.

The thunder and fire in Li Guo's hands rang out, and the cold ice in the hands of the young Yang Tuo was great.

The two swords intersected, and the young Yang Rank Camel revealed happiness.

This is the swordsman's sword...

The sword of the heart that passed away in happiness.

With only one blow from the confrontation, the figure of the young Yang Rank Camel began to dissipate with the wind, and with Yang Rank Camel's martial arts dream dissipated.

"If he has the opportunity one day, I will not get drunk with you!" Yang Rank laughed and turned to leave, like a teenager leaving the tavern.

In the empty clearing, the soul and spirit were not there, only a sergeant, a young man.

"Spare dreams..."Li Guo sighed at the same time, looked at the direction where the wisp of true spirit dissipated, and muttered, "It's really like him..."