It was already dark, and at the foot of the Great Wilderness Mountain, piles of bonfires were burning.

The pork on the bonfire made a clattering sound, the aroma wafted out for three or four miles, and even some greedy autumn insects had gathered here, waiting to eat some leftovers.

A group of people sat in the moonlight, drinking and talking.

After all, killing an old ancestor of Kunlun today has greatly increased the confidence of the entire Tianshu Office and some people who came to help.

In their eyes, the ancestor on Kunlun Mountain, who was a fairy-like existence, was now dead at their hands, how could they not be happy?

A group of people were eating barbecue, pushing cups and changing cups, talking about happy things, and now everyone was together for the threat of Kunlun Mountain and the Sect of All Beings, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Maybe they weren't afraid of death, but if they were, they wouldn't have traveled all the way here.

After three rounds of drinking, even the second elder of the Tianshu Division, who had never drunk alcohol, was a little drunk.

In the past, his nerves were always tense, because he was the one who had cultivated the highest level of cultivation in the field, which gave him a sense of mission and was responsible for the lives of everyone present.

Now that the Liu brothers are here, he breathes a long sigh of relief.

Liu Fanchen, Liu Fanxin and Liu Yu sat on two horizontal logs, drinking wine and chatting.

"Big brother, we haven't drunk together for a long time, and I remember the last time we drank together, it was more than ten years ago. ”

Liu Fanxin looked at the eldest brother who looked eight points similar to him and said. Although the two don't see each other often, the family affection in their bones can't be separated.

"It's been a while, but I've been abstaining from alcohol for a long time. ”

Liu Fanchen smiled and said, during this period of time, he has been busy outside, sleeping in the open air, and he has not drunk for a long time. "Today, the two of us brothers will have a good drink!"

As he spoke, Liu Fanchen raised his head and poured a sip of wine.

"Father, your injuries are not healed, you better drink less!"

Liu Yu sat aside and persuaded.

Liu Fanchen was also injured a lot when he fought with the Hundred Battles Ancestor, and he was a little worried about his father's body.

"Don't worry, my body I know, this little injury is nothing to me!"

Liu Fanchen waved his hand.

"But ......"

"Okay, don't do it, my eldest brother and I finally met. Xiao Yu, you don't care about the things between us, you go back tonight and have a good night's rest, and I'll take you to a place tomorrow!"

Liu Fanxin interjected.

"Where are we going?"

"Go back to Tang Hai first, and then go to some other places, and then you will know, now you can either sit here and drink, or go back to sleep obediently!"

Liu Fanxin held a jar of old wine and said with a serious face.

After listening to his second uncle's words, Liu Yu didn't speak, and left after eating something, and did not disturb the brotherly relationship between the two.

Back in the room, Liu Yu glanced at the bright moon outside the window and let out a long sigh.

"Are you thinking about her?"

A pair of hands rested on Liu Yu's shoulders, and with a burst of lotus fragrance, Li Qinglian leaned her head on Liu Yu's shoulders.

"I'm wondering if I can go back to Qinglong Mountain to have a look after returning to Tanghai!"

Liu Yu let out a long sigh and said, for Li Qinglian, he would never hide his thoughts.

"She is indeed a strong woman, and you haven't been with her much since she got pregnant!"

"yes, now I feel a sense of guilt for both of you!"

Liu Yu let out a long sigh, and the bright moon hanging in the sky seemed to have turned into a smiling face with no ripples.

……

In the woods, Xuanyuan Po and others built a bonfire.

This afternoon, instead of leaving, he buried the bodies of the swordsmiths.

These swordsmiths were all with the old swordsmith when they were very young, they had no family, they were all disciples of the old swordsmith, and the old swordsmith was their family.

Looking at the slopes of loess next to the bonfire, Xuanyuan Po let out a long sigh, they were still alive in the morning, but now they have turned into cold corpses.

With the death of those around him, he became more and more aware of his mistakes.

"Brother Xuanyuan, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, you still don't have to be sad, sometimes death is not necessarily more painful than living!"

Du Yuanqing sat next to the bonfire and couldn't help but persuade.

Although he was young, he spoke with an old-fashioned look, like a weathered old man.

"Yes, sometimes death is liberating!"

The old swordsmith nodded.

"Uncle Shi, can you tell me about the master carefully?"

Du Yuanqing couldn't help but ask.

Du Yuanqing has two masters.

At the beginning, the senior brother of the old swordsmith just passed the Nine Heavens Sword in his hand to him, and Du Yuanqing's skills were taught by another person.

But this did not prevent Du Yuanqing from being curious about the master who spoke very little.

The old swordsmith let out a long sigh and talked about his brother's past.

"I knew that the master was a person with a story, but I didn't expect him to have such a legendary story!"

Hearing this, Du Yuanqing sighed again and again.

After a while, the little swordsmith came back from picking some mushrooms and various wild fruits.

The little swordsmith has been following the old man since he was a child, so he has long been familiar with some food in the wild, and he will cook mushroom soup after a while.

A few people sat by the campfire, chatting while looking at the beating soup pot.

"Uncle Shi, I don't know what your plans are in the future?"

Du Yuanqing took out a few pieces of dry food from his arms and distributed them to everyone, then looked at the position of the old swordsmith and couldn't help asking.

"I'm going to find a place to live in seclusion and see if I can forge a divine sword before I die!"

The old swordsmith let out a long sigh and said, he has forged a sword all his life, but he has not created a divine sword.

This is the regret of his life.

Of course, the sword in Xuanyuan Po's hand is not bad, and it can even be called a divine sword.

But that sword was always made of Ning Rong'er's blood, and it was not really a sword-forging skill.

"Actually, it's good to be bland, my master and his old man live in seclusion in the Yuhua Valley, otherwise you should go to him!"

Du Yuanqing said.

"It's okay, I haven't seen Senior Brother for a long time!"

The old swordsmith nodded, and then asked why Du Yuanqing appeared here.

"I'm here to help, the master said that now Kunlun has declared war on the world's Daomen, although my cultivation is not high, but I also want to do my best for the world's Daomen!"

Du Yuanqing said while looking at the dry food in his hand.

"Senior brother, your eyes are not very good, so how did you come all the way from Yuhua Valley?"

The little swordsmith took a bowl of mushroom soup and handed it to Du Yuanqing.

"My eyes are not good, but my heart is bright, and the sword in my hand is my eyes!"

Du Yuanqing smiled and said.

After a group of people sat next to the bonfire and ate, Du Yuanqing did not stop long, but picked up the sword in his arms and continued to set off.

Looking at Du Yuanqing's distant figure, Xuanyuan Po let out a long sigh, squinting his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master Xuanyuan, you better go with him, don't care about the life and death of the two of us!"

The old swordsmith seemed to see through what Xuanyuan Po was thinking at a glance, and said with a smile.

"I'd better send you two out of this mountain first!"

Xuanyuan Po shook his head, he really wanted to go with Du Yuanqing, but he couldn't leave the old swordsmith and the little swordsmith alone.

"Hehe, a man must do something he likes in this life, don't delay your good life for the sake of us two ordinary people!"

The old swordsmith smiled and said, and then left with the help of the little swordsmith.

Xuanyuan Po glanced at the two of them with a long sigh, was silent for a moment, and walked towards Du Yuanqing's position.

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