And at this time.

It's late at night.

It was pitch black.

Tonight's Gobi is not peaceful.

The biting north wind whimpered between heaven and earth, and the wind and snow were coming.

At the end of the Gobi, there is a majestic silhouette, like a giant beast hibernating, primitive and rough.

It was a mountain.

The local herdsmen call it the ancestral mountain.

And the people of the Central Plains of China call it Kunlun.

In the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, there is a Tongtian Peak.

It is thousands of feet high, extremely steep, and reaches into the sky.

On it, there is a majestic sect.

If the worldly people see it, they will surely cry out to the gods.

However, people in the cultivation world know that this place once represented the highest cultivation holy place in China, the Kunlun School.

And on Tongtian Peak, there is a sword cliff.

This place is extremely dangerous, like a sword stuck upside down in the earth.

On top of it, there is only a small platform.

The wind howls on the mountain, and it hunts with awe.

On it, there were two people.

The two stood side by side.

One person is a gray-haired old man, he is dressed in a white robe, with crane hair and a childish face, and he has the wind of fairy wind and bones.

And standing in front of him was a middle-aged man, his hair was like snow, he was dressed in white, extremely handsome, and between the beauty and the universe, he was full of charm.

"Dry snow, tomorrow is the time for Lu Zixiao to go up the mountain. ”

The gray-haired old man looked into the distance, and said.

"I know. ”

Wei Kuxue nodded and said.

"What are the odds?"

The gray-haired old man smiled and said.

"I don't know. ”

Wei Kuxue shook her head and said: "Lu Xiaozhi is strong, even if he fought with my master decades ago and defeated his master, Li Pifu is far inferior to him, and I have no chance of winning a battle with him." ”

"Either way, just do your best. ”

The gray-haired old man said.

"Well, Dry Snow knows. ”

Wei Kuxue nodded and said.

"You are Kunlun's most talented sword god in the past thousand years. ”

The gray-haired old man said: "In this battle, if you win Lu Xiao, you will step down as the Kunlun Guardian and go to Kunxu." ”

"Uncle Shi......"

Wei Kuxue's expression moved, and the essence in her eyes flashed, but immediately, she was hidden by him.

"Guarding the boundary is the mission that Emperor Ye Tian gave us to Kunlun back then. ”

"So many sword gods, including masters, ancestors and their old people, are fulfilling their missions to death, how can I ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the gray-haired old man sighed faintly.

"Lu Zixiao is invincible in the world, if you defeat him, you will already be beyond the strength of the Boundary Keeper. ”

"When you're gone, he'll take over from you and become the new guardian of the realm, fulfilling your destiny for you. ”

"Uncle Shi......"

Wei Kuxue was stunned.

"Dry snow. ”

The gray-haired old man said in a deep voice: "With your talent, you will definitely be able to go to the Heavenly Star Domain like Emperor Ye Tian did back then, how can you be limited to the earth. ”

"The matter has been decided, and there is no need to say more. ”

Wei Kuxue was silent for a moment, then nodded deeply.

At this time, the wind is stronger.

……

At this time, Lu Xiao was standing in the tide viewing pavilion.

The night was cold, like water.

He didn't continue to cultivate.

Instead, choose to watch the night view here.

He frowned and looked at the stars and moon in the distance.

For some reason, he had a faint sense of crisis in his heart for tomorrow's decisive battle.

I always feel like something is going to happen.

However, no matter what he thought, he had no clue.

Moreover, the irritability in the heart, as time went by, became more and more intense.

"What's wrong. ”

Lu Xiao frowned deeply.

"Well, we'll know tomorrow. ”

After thinking twice, he shook his head, raised his foot, and disappeared in place.

(End of chapter)