As the sun sets, the entire Tang Sea is dyed golden, as if it were a city made of gold, and it looks very beautiful.

Zhang Banxian, Old Man Li and Old Man Zhuge sat in front of a lonely grave.

At the top of the grave was a pot of old wine and a few plates of wine and food.

The three old men, one of them holding a wine jar in his hand, their faces were slightly drunk at this time, and they obviously drank a little too much.

This grave is the grave of the old man Xuanyuan.

Originally, according to the wishes of the old men in the Tianshu Department, they wanted to transport the body of the old man Xuanyuan to Kyoto, and the Tianshu Department had their own cemetery, and they hoped that the old man Xuanyuan could enter the cemetery, and even if they all died in the future, they would have a companion.

But this matter was rejected by Zhang Banxian and Old Man Zhuge , although the status of the Heavenly Book Office in the whole of China is transcendent, but their group of people is just a group of children of the rivers and lakes, in their opinion, such children of the rivers and lakes will die when they die, just find a place to dig a pit and bury it, and this is also the will of the old man Xuanyuan before his death.

The cemetery was found by Zhang Banxian, it is not a treasure of feng shui, and it is not far from Zhang Banxian's residence.

"It was okay a few days ago, how can this person say and leave!"

Old Man Li's face was sad, and he raised his head and poured a sip of wine.

A while ago, several old men were still drinking and chatting together, always talking about the sword world when they were young, but in the blink of an eye, the yin and yang were separated.

"Brother Ling Tian is also a famous person, how could he teach such a brute. ”

Old Man Li seemed to think of Xuanyuan Po, the brute, and angrily threw the empty wine jar in his hand aside.

The look of gritting his teeth was as if he wanted to bite Xuanyuan to death.

"Time is also fate. ”

Zhang Banxian raised his head and poured a sip of wine, let out a long sigh, and talked about the unfathomable fate.

After the old man Xuanyuan left, Zhang Banxian's heart was not comfortable, but after all, he was the heir of the lineage of the sword man, and he had usually seen too many life and death. So his mood swings are not as big as Old Man Li's.

"In fact, it's no wonder that Xiao Tian is in this matter, everything is the initiator of Xuanyuan Po, I have seen Xuanyuan Po's children before, I really didn't expect him to be able to take refuge in the Sect of All Beings, and he also did something to destroy his ancestors. ”

Old man Zhuge was full of sighs on his face.

Thinking about it, Old Man Xuanyuan can be regarded as a generation of martial arts masters, and he is a rare powerhouse in the entire Tianshu Office and even in the entire Huaxia, but he died in the hands of his own grandson, which is really a bit of a sense of impermanence.

"A few of our old brothers have misunderstood each other for decades, and now the misunderstanding has just been resolved, but you are gone!"

Zhang Banxian looked at the lonely grave and the photos on the grave, sighed long, and the wine jar in his left hand hit the top of the wine jar on the grave, and then shouted "dry", then raised his head and drank the wine in the wine jar clean.

After a few sips of strong wine, Zhang Banxian threw the wine jar in his hand to the ground and wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Ahem, but don't worry, ahem, we two old guys may go down to accompany you soon......"

Saying that, Zhang Banxian coughed violently.

The wounds on Zhang Banxian's body were almost healed, but the internal injuries in his body had not recovered.

After all, the person who hurt him was the leader of the Sect of All Living Beings, and he was a rare strong man among human beings.

Zhang Banxian wanted to grab the wine jar on the side again, but was stopped by Old Man Zhuge again.

"Okay, you two old guys are still injured, don't drink anymore! We're going to die, so you don't have to be so sad. Now what we have to do is not to drink, but to restore the true qi in our bodies, and wait for a battle to the death with the Sect of All Beings, escort Xuanyuan to the small heavenly grave, and let him repent of his crimes Chinese!"

At this time, the old man Zhuge still kept his senses and stopped the two old men who were still drinking.

In fact, he is right, sometimes, lamenting the injustice of fate, it is better to work hard.

"What do you want that animal to confess for? I think I'll kill him directly!"

Old Man Li's eyes were full of anger.

"I've lived most of my life, and I've never hated a person so much, and if I met him, I would definitely chop him into meat sauce......"

Zhang Banxian also nodded, and seemed to agree with Old Man Li's statement.

Then the three old men chattered in front of the grave of the old man Xuanyuan for a while, and then turned around and left.

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the rickety figures of the three old men to the old age......

After the three old men left, the night swallowed the earth, and only this lonely tomb was left between heaven and earth, and a few old trees behind the tomb that were dancing with teeth and claws under the blowing of the night wind, everything looked so desolate.

At this moment, a figure walked over, and the figure was shrouded in black robes from top to bottom, and only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed.

He slowly walked to the grave of the old man Xuanyuan, grabbed a pot of old wine on the ground, poured several sips with his head up, and finally wiped the wine stains and sat down in front of the grave.

"Grandpa, grandson, I've come to see you!"

At this time, Xuanyuan Po still had a slight smile on his face, as if it was not him who killed his grandfather.

"In the past, you always asked me, asked me what kind of person I wanted to be when I grew up, and I always smiled and didn't say anything, do you know why I didn't answer?"

Xuanyuan Po grinned. "Because I know that the ideal answer in your heart is a hero like Cao Cao, although he can ignore the means in order to achieve the goal, but he still retains a trace of benevolence and righteousness in his heart, and retains his loyalty to the Han! But I am different, since I am a hero, I must do it to the end, what benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, and faith, it doesn't matter to me, I only care about the outcome of things, I don't care about the process at all!"

Xuanyuan Po broke off a chicken leg from the roast chicken at the grave, put it in his mouth and chewed it heavily, and finally threw the bone aside.

"What I want to pursue is power, and the ultimate power is only when I am strong enough to make others fear me and be respected enough! So I don't care where these powers come from, let alone whether these powers are righteous or evil. What if all living beings are demons? As long as he can give me strength, it's good!"

Xuanyuan Po poured another sip of wine and said with a sneer.

"Grandpa, in fact, our grandfather and grandson will not turn against each other, let alone fight. With your cultivation, kill Mo Lianyi, and others won't be able to see it at all. But you have disappointed me so much, your stupid appearance is simply a rotten wood, rotten wood cannot be carved!"

"In the future, I will find a path of my own, so that you can see if you are right or I am right!"

"Wait and see, it won't be long before my cultivation will completely surpass yours. You wait and see, it won't be long before the name of the Xuanyuan family will resound throughout the Yin and Yang realms of the entire Huaxia......"

The night was quiet, except for the rustle of the night wind through the nearby trees.

Xuanyuan Po sat on the grave of the old man Xuanyuan and talked to him for a long time.

Until the moon rose high in the sky, illuminating the lonely grave, and also illuminating Xuanyuan Po's knife-like face.

It's just that the face is no longer sunny, but full of shadow.

"Grandpa, you just lie down here, I'm leaving, I'm going to pursue my strength, when I become famous, I'll come back, come back and carry forward the Xuanyuan family, and then I'll come to the grave to see you, so that you can recognize your mistakes......!

Xuanyuan Po poured all the wine in the jar in his hand in front of his grandfather, and then walked into the distance without looking back.

After a few dodges, Xuanyuan Po had already disappeared into the clearing. The clearing was calm again, as if he hadn't been there at all.

It seems that only the lonely grave is left between heaven and earth......