Standing on the top of the building, the six tower guards looked at the great changes in the sky, their foreheads were oozing sweat, they had been preparing for this day for nearly twenty years, but when they really had to face it, they still felt very nervous, Fan Chonglou, who was in the magic circle, said: "Don't panic, the catastrophe didn't fall so quickly, it takes at least twenty minutes to pass on the gong, enough for us to prepare." ”

The youngest Feng Liu said worriedly: "Let's not talk about whether we can file the Heavenly Tribulation, Mr. Situ is planning to pass on all his cultivation to the young master, I'm afraid that the young master can't bear it, after all, the Heavenly Rank cultivation of the third grade, the real qi is surging, all the brains are sent over, will the young master be the master?

"Mr. Situ has spent seventeen years, taking the chess pieces as an opportunity, constantly polishing the young master's unenlightened qi sea, which is equivalent to an empty bottle constantly being carried over, and now the young master's body seems to have a deep pit, Mr. Situ instilled it with true qi, and it is natural to fill it up, but he is afraid of overflowing, and when the time comes, the true qi will get out of control, and it is indeed very dangerous. Dong San said.

Fan Chonglou said: "That kid can even accept the Phoenix Holy Light, and the infusion of true qi should be no problem, besides, although he has prolonged Situ's life with pills over the years, he is already terminally ill, and there is no chance if he doesn't pass on his skills at this time, my grandson wants to step into the Heavenly Dao, and there is no other way except this method." ”

Hearing this, the six guards showed regretful expressions, although they did not have a deep friendship with Situ Wen, but they had not looked up for more than 20 years, and they all felt a little sad when they learned that his life was not long, after all, heroes have cherished each other since ancient times.

Qiao Yi, the eldest of the Shoulou slaves and the most outstanding in cultivation, asked, "Old Fan, how much do you think the young master can get from Situ Wen's lifetime cultivation?"

Fan Chonglou thought for a while and said, "It's about six or seven out of ten." ”

Dong San was shocked and said, "Isn't the young master's sea of qi the best in the world?"

Fan Chonglou shook his head and said: "It will take a long time to digest, after all, it took Situ for decades to reach the realm close to heaven and man, as long as my grandson can rely on this opportunity to enter the earthly level, it will be a sure win." ”

Qiao Yi said: "We have spent nearly twenty years digging a deep pit in the young master's body, and finally today, Mr. Situ's true qi will hit down like this heavy rain, and when it is full, it will be profitable, and it is already a great fortune to absorb half of it, so it is good, Mr. Situ can still leave half of his true qi, at least he will not be angry on the spot, otherwise it will seem that our Fan family is too impersonal." ”

Fan Chonglou shook his head and said, "Situ is ready to die, and the exercises he has cultivated over the years are all prepared for my grandson, so no matter how much my grandson can accept in the end, Situ will disperse all his cultivation, and there will be no drop left." ”

Dong San's face turned pale and said, "Could it be that Mr. Situ is going to die tonight?"

"Going against the sky, how can there be no price at all, this plan has been made clear to him since the day I first met Situ, no one forced him, this is his choice, and he himself has no regrets. Fan Chonglou sighed and said.

When Situ Wen was rescued back then, the other party was already like a living dead, and he just wanted to follow his beloved girl to death, which was the goal that Old Man Fan gave him to live, and this goal was to slap the Yan family in the face, Situ Wenwen was dead, and naturally agreed, so the two sides hit it off, for nearly 20 years, playing chess was just an excuse, Situ Wen used the chess pieces to polish Fan Taixian's sea of qi, which is why Fan Taixian did not have any force, but he could accept the Phoenix Holy Light on the Purple Mountain。

Feng Liu heard Fan Chonglou say this, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Situ, why is this difficult, originally with his talent cultivation, as long as he has devoted himself to martial arts cultivation for the past twenty years, he can at least become an existence like Gongsun Invincible, but for a woman to draw the ground as a prison, he has never stepped out of the first floor in his life, in the final analysis, it is all for a love word." ”

Love words can mislead people, and love words can kill people.

Fan Chonglou looked at the sky and muttered, "It's time to start." ”

After Fan Taixian left the first floor, on the way back, he suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, he didn't know that the old white gan was deliberately stolen by his grandfather, and he had already done his hands and feet inside, and it was natural that he would faint, Fan Taixian looked at the first floor in a trance, and could vaguely see his grandfather standing on the top of the building with six building guards, I don't know what I want to do, I just think that these old men suddenly want to admire the moon?

Fan Taixian fell asleep in a daze, and before closing his eyes, he remembered the teachings of the old man Situ over the years, although the old man occasionally sternly pointed out the shortcomings of Fan Taixian's chess, but those teachings are quite warm when I think about it now, everyone treats themselves as waste, only their master has always regarded himself as a treasure to cultivate, but unfortunately the martial arts cultivation is not good, and even in the chess world, he has not carved out a path of his own.

No, I'm sleepy.

Fan Taixian muttered, closed his eyes, and his mind echoed with the kind of pretty face that was still destined to restrain each other, Yan Wushuang was undoubtedly his own demon, as long as he didn't subdue this girl for a day, Fan Taixian wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully for a day.

On the first floor, Situ Wen sat on his knees, with a thin slit on his forehead, and when he looked closely, it was actually a golden eye. Situ Wen, who smiled slightly, closed a pair of eyes, only opened the heavenly eye, and then exhaled and inhaled gently.

The heavy rain outside the house was slanting down, but with him as the starting point, and then ending at the place where Fan Taixian fell, the fog on the water surface spread into the air, forming a strange circle.

This old man who has entered the Heavenly Dao and become a first-class product of the Heavenly Order is only half a step away from the Heavenly People, and he has no wife ups and downs in his life, he is lonely and cold, adopted by the Yan family, and cultivated into a guest Qing, stepped into the martial arts at the age of ten, and became a yellow-level martial artist, compared to the same period The talent of the children of the guest is not much higher, and because of the death of both parents, he has become the target of bullying very early, and since the age of fifteen, he has taken it as his responsibility to protect the young lady of his childhood sweetheart, this is ten years, Situ Wen only feels very happy to stay by the side of the young lady, as long as he can see her smiling face every day, even if he is excluded and bullied, it doesn't matter, at that time he didn't know that this was the so-called liking a person。

It wasn't until he was twenty-five years old, because of family relations, that Miss was forced to marry the Wei family, one of the four major families, that Situ Wen suddenly realized, but what could he do, a guest who was born poor, and as long as Miss was happy, he felt happy, but he never thought that Miss would find him that night, and then just asked, Situ Wen, are you willing to take me away?

Situ Wen, who has been looking forward to the Yan family, nodded with great courage for the first time, this is fifteen years of fugitive, he took her to wander the world, lived a life of fleeing mandarin ducks, and avoided the pursuit of the family all the way, but after all, he still couldn't escape, that day, the Yan family besieged the two, Situ Wen tried his best to use all his strength, and he was still invincible to the other party, he couldn't protect her after all, the girl who didn't like him to call her Miss and preferred him to call her Yanzi, one life for another, and let Situ Wen live secretly on the condition that she went back to Yan's house。

It's just that God is too ruthless, it's not enough to break them up, and the two of them are separated by yin and yang, and not long after returning to the Yan family, Yanzi was depressed because he missed Situ Wen, and finally couldn't live to his fortieth birthday, after Situ Wen learned about it, he forcibly used the exercises to improve his cultivation, became a heaven-level master, broke into the Yan family alone, killed the bottom of the sky, and the world was in an uproar, that battle, Situ Wen killed fifteen earth-level masters, two heaven-level martial artists, but a huge Yan family, how can you be destroyed by a Situ Wen, and it was quickly suppressed, although it was a fluke, but it fell into the root of the disease, and his life was not long。

originally planned to give up on himself to accompany his beloved woman, but at that time he met Fan Chonglou, which led to an extra twenty years of life, and he still earned it.

Situ Wen waved his sleeves, and the clothes on his body stirred Gu Piao.

The whole body is full of golden light, like a living Buddha.

This man, who is already like an extreme immortal, breathes into the dantian, closes his eyes and thinks, concentrates on it, and is full of spirit, and the whole person is as shining as the feathering described in the Buddhist scriptures.

I saw Situ Wen say: "Apprentice, the old man's cultivation is not as good as that king, and he can't do the trick of cutting off your life, but this cultivation is given to you as much as possible, and it can be regarded as repaying the favor you have brought wine over the years, as for the number of lives, it is up to you to deal with it, I believe you will be able to overcome this difficulty." ”

"Don't blame your old man for being ruthless, in fact, thanks to him I have the goal of living, in fact, I should have died a long time ago, I told you that I was a living dead that year, not a bad joke, but I really feel that life is boring, the world only wants to be the first in the world, but I just want to be the only one in the world, so don't hold a grudge, this is the choice of the teacher. ”

Every time he said a word, Situ Wen spit out a golden glow from his mouth, wandering the world and the world.

In the end, a total of ninety-nine eighty-one golden lights were wrapped in the air, and they blasted into Fan Taixian's body like rain.

Fan Taixian's body rose in the air, although he fell asleep, he still had a little consciousness, and he only felt that something was wrong around him, first it became colder and colder, and then it was hot in an instant, and the water was hot.

It seems that Fan Taixian, who is suffering in hell, can't help but think of the old man Situ's sentence "Heaven and earth are in the furnace, who doesn't burn in it", inexplicably remembered the scene when he was young and greedy and secretly took away the master's beard, and inexplicably remembered the embarrassing scene when he was beaten by Yan Wushuang in the capital like a lost dog......

Is it going to die?

Fan asked himself, first puzzled, and then relieved.

Anyway, it's just a shame to be alive, if you have any regrets, it's really a pity that you didn't touch Yan Wushuang's chest with your own hands.

Eighty-one golden rays all entered his body, and Fan Taixian's body first swelled up, then contracted rapidly, and then his body seemed to be like gilding, shining with golden light.

Situ Wen, who was back in the building, grinned, it was finally done, and there was no need to trouble him next.

Situ Wen, who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand and took Fan Taixian to steal it out for him, and after taking a sip, he coughed violently, covered it with his palm, spread out his palm and scarlet, smiled, no longer coughed, but blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he was extremely tired, closed his eyes, and said: "Old man Fan, before he died, he asked for one thing, if you are too idle in the future and do not want to destroy the Yan family, I hope you follow his heart, don't rush to kill everything." ”

Fan Chonglou on the roof of the building said in a deep voice: "Situ Lao Pifu, you can rest assured!"

"I can't see clearly. ”

Situ Wen, whose vision began to blur, trembled and raised his arm, pointing with his finger volley, as if he was playing a game of black and white with the young Fan Taixian in those years.

His face full of vicissitudes seemed to have some regret, he was too strict with this child back then, scolded too much, and praised too little, but he didn't know that he was actually quite proud of this apprentice.

can live for 20 more years, and meet a kid who looks like himself back then, which can be regarded as a kind of favor from God.

Situ Wen leaned against the wall with a heavy head and muttered, "I can finally go and see you, Yanzi......"

This sleep goes to sleep, and no longer wakes up, how big life and death are, how small life and death are.

This chess saint, who once became a sensation in the world, died with a smile on this night.

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