.read-contentp*{font-style:normal; font-weight:100; text-decoration:none; line-height:inherit;}. read-contentpcite{display:none; visibility:hidden;}

In the Han Dynasty, in the fifth year of Jian'an, a carriage that was not too dilapidated drove out of Zhongjing, the capital of the Han Dynasty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Driving the car was a gray-haired old man, dressed in coarse cloth that had been washed to the point of not being colored, and slumped listlessly on his bony body, which seemed to be much larger, and with the occasional spring breeze swaying, the picture did not look so harmonious.

The old man glanced back at the great city of Nuo, which still shrouded himself in its shadow, and after taking a slight breath, he raised his horsewhip vigorously.

The horse was in pain, opened his feet, and ran happily, splashing smoke and dust all the way on the official road.

"Elder Xing, how long will it take for us to return to Canghai City if we are in such a hurry?" A young man's voice sounded in the carriage, and the voice sounded a little lazy, just like the afternoon sun, warm as spring.

The old man tilted his head slightly, raised his buttocks, leaned into the car and said, "If you are just in a hurry for two days and three nights, there should be no problem." But...... You know. The old man paused.

"What do I know?" said the man in the carriage with a playful smile.

"The head of the prince is worth ten thousand taels of silver in Damang. I don't think it's going to be that easy. The old man's tone was quiet, and no matter what he said, it seemed to have the same tone. The young man in the carriage felt that even if the old man was allowed to die generously, his tone would not fluctuate much.

"But I'm not afraid, I'm protected by you, a master who used to be ranked tenth in the martial arts list, so it's not how many kills or how many kills?"

"Huh...... "The old man laughed twice and licked his chapped lips, "There are too many ants, and they can also bite elephants to death." Besides, there are so many elephants bigger than me these days. After all, it's just once. ”

The old man looked at his right hand holding the whip, which was missing two fingers, raised his eyebrows indifferently, and then looked at it again.

"Elder Xing, I have a question I want to ask, I don't know if you are interested in answering it for me. The young man in the carriage seemed to want to avoid this unlucky topic, and after pondering for a while, he lifted the corner of the carriage curtain, put away his lazy tone, and asked quite seriously.

In spring, one or two towering trees occasionally pop up on the plains, and occasionally a few young leaves fall from the towering trees. The leaves fell on the plains, on the official roads, on the carriages, but not on the old man's body. Because before the leaves reached the old man, they all inexplicably reversed directions.

"The prince can ask, I know everything. ”

"The world says that you have reached the pinnacle of immeasurable importance that year, is it true or false. The young voice seemed to get a little hot.

All cultivation has to talk about a realm, and the first realm, "hearing the Tao", is the subtle end of the path that has just been introduced. The second realm, "Turning into Void", can breathe out essence at will, which is an important stage for discerning the qualifications of cultivators, and those with poor qualifications may stop at the Void Realm for the rest of their lives. The third realm is "Zhiwei", the reason why Zhiwei realm is called Zhiwei is because the cultivator who steps into this realm can skillfully use the essence of heaven and earth to feel all things in heaven and earth, and the practitioner who enters this realm is rare in the whole world, and he can be regarded as truly entering the ranks of masters. And the fourth realm "immeasurable" is the pinnacle of this world, the immeasurable realm can not only turn the clouds and rain, but also can draw the shape with the will, omnipotent. And above the immeasurable realm, there is a fifth realm "Silence", in today's cultivation world, no one has stepped into this unattainable realm, even if you trace back the history, there are only one or two people who have vaguely existed in the legends, and as for what the cultivation of the fifth realm is like, no one knows. And above this mysterious realm of annihilation, there is an incomparably strange realm, there is the sixth realm "indisputable", the legend is that a long, long time ago, a master of the Dao Sect had a short stay in the indisputable realm, and then fell, so there are very few records about this realm, and no one wants to snoop.

As long as you climb to the Infinite Realm, you can enter the top twenty of the martial arts list, let alone the peak of the Infinite Realm.

"So what, it's just once. Now he is still just a veteran driving under the Wuhou Gate. ”

The young man denied it, "The dean once said that the process is important. ”

"Poof...... The old man squirted out all the water he had just drunk into his mouth and said disdainfully: "Chen Pingzhi's old immortal words can also be believed?"

"If the dean knew that you were scolding him, he would not help but jump up and hit you. I think it will be interesting to see the original 10th in the world and the current 10th in the world face off. Soon after, there was a string of lewd laughter in the carriage.

The old man who was driving the car shook his head helplessly.

The afternoon sun was quite warm, shining on the carriage with a slight warmth, and the young man in the carriage gently put his hand on the carriage to feel the heat from his fingers, and a hint of enjoyment appeared on his face, and a smile was provoked on his handsome face.

And on the middle finger of his left hand, there was a very thin white jade ring, which did not seem to be something that a man should carry, but at this moment, with the extremely beautiful face of the young man, it was extraordinarily harmonious.

Suddenly, his slender fingers on the carriage trembled.

The sunlight that fell through the window of his handsome face seemed to stop instantly.

He withdrew his hand from the carriage and lifted the curtain in front of the carriage in a bit of a panic.

The old man sitting in front of the carriage did not make a sound, but silently clutched the horsewhip in his hand back for a few points, not like holding a whip, but like holding a sword.

The young man's slightly nervous expression instantly settled down, and he looked at the old man's back, very relieved.

The old man's eyes looked far away, and he saw a few trees of unknown variety beside the official road, and the delicate orange-red flowers on the only few trees dyed the whole sky red.

And under the patches of red, there stood a man dressed in white.

The man held an inconspicuous iron sword and his chest, his long hair and shawl, and stared at the carriage coming in the distance, his expression calm, and his master's demeanor was displayed in silence.

"A few trees are red for half a day, and the people are Kapok. The old man didn't seem to see the so-called master who appeared strangely, and his mouth was chanting shabby poems written by rotten poets who didn't know which dynasty, repeating them over and over again.

The carriage broke into the red, and the sound of the horse's hooves was about to pass by the man in white.

The old man spoke suddenly.

"I never kill the nameless, but I report the name. The old man licked his chapped lips, but did not look at the man in white, but he did not mean to stop the carriage.

"Li Qingshan of Xuanjian Gate, come to take the head of the son of Wuhou. ”

The young man in the carriage couldn't help but feel the increasingly intense murderous aura, and shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that the temptation of ten thousand taels for cultivators is not small.

"Xuanjian Gate?" the old man finally stopped the carriage, he was obviously more interested in the three words Xuanjian Gate.

"Finally, I couldn't stand the tiptoeing action, and changed to be above board? The old man's hand holding the whip was exposed, and he could burst out at any moment to kill someone, at least the young man in the car thought.

"The Marquis of the Great Han Dynasty has killed countless people, and he should be called the scum of the world. Ran Qingshan came on the orders of the master, hoping that Mr. Xing would give him a chance to fight. The man in white didn't seem to be affected by the old man's words, and said gently.

The old man was very angry, not because Li Qingshan scolded Wuhou. Rather, it was because he felt that the young people not far away seemed to have no reverence for the older generation of cultivators.

The white-clothed man with the iron sword on his chest didn't seem to have the intention of waiting for the old man's answer, he slowly reached out to hold the hilt of the sword in his arms, and at the moment when his fingers held the hilt of the sword, he saw that the white shirt on his body shook slightly, and countless flying dust around him were raised, but after an instant, it turned into a finer dust and dispersed, like a misty fog.

"Yes, you reached the Zhiwei Realm at such a young age. "It seems to be a compliment, it seems to be a slight mockery.

The man in white suddenly picked up the seemingly heavy iron sword, turned into a wave of qi in the gentle spring breeze, strangled everything and blocked the old man's madness.

To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please read the latest content on the Internet. Current User ID: , Current User Name: