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"Do you remember when the teacher expelled me from the school?" the old man's smile became a little bitter, "That was the teacher's deliberate effort to drive me out of the whirlpool of the imperial capital......"

"It was also from that year that I pretended to abandon my wife and children, drank heavily all day long, and finally went to Kunlun alone to worship General Pei of the Kunlun Sword Saint clan. General Pei treated me as his own, and taught me all the swordsmanship and 36 swordsmanship of Xihe. The old man recalled.

"In the 31st year of the ephemeris, General Pei, who has guarded Kunlun for generations, was urgently ordered back to Beijing by the first emperor, that is, that year, the Protectorate War reached the stage where the victory and defeat began, most of the troops were sent to the southern theater, the rear was empty, and the enemy airborne raid emperor wanted to be unfavorable to the first emperor, General Pei was clothed with a single sword towards the Son of Heaven, one person and one sword, and this mecha brigade that was airborne by the enemy was stopped at Chengtianmen......"

Seeing that Su Jibei was a little puzzled, the old man grabbed his hand and smiled: "Don't worry. ”

"It was in this battle that General Pei was seriously wounded, and he died before the end of the Protectorate War, and before he died, he told me all the secrets of the Sword Saint Clan......"

"Xiaobei, everyone in the world knows that our imperial martial arts need to be cultivated both internally and externally, the internal master and the external secondary, even if the external martial arts are at the peak, it is only a physical strength, and the practice of internal skills needs to absorb the acquired vitality with the innate vitality, it is difficult to have one among tens of millions of people with such qualifications, it is precisely this reason that my imperial martial arts are gradually withering, and only the external martial arts are left, which are used to strengthen the body and spread all over the world, but it has lost the true power of the imperial martial arts......"

"The Sword Saint General Pei clan has been famous for generations, guarding Kunlun, relying on a treasure that can make people run the acquired qi-" His old hand lightly touched his eyebrows, and a grain of light came out of the Yin Hall, and in an instant, it seemed that there were thousands of suns illuminating this room, making Su Jibei completely unable to open his eyes!

"The Pearl of Sacred Flame...... For thousands of years, this treasure has been given to the Sword Saint clan to help them defend Kunlun. The old man lightly clicked, and the dazzling point of light was pushed back again, "General Pei passed on the treasure and internal strength of the Sword Saint clan to me, hoping that I will continue to guard Kunlun for him and protect the imperial ......."

"After the war, his two daughters were jealous that I had taken the family treasure, refused to recognize my identity as the head of the family, drove me out of the mountain gate, and sent his disciples to hunt me down...... That's when the teacher reappeared and saved me, and that's when I accepted the task - to go deep, and then wait for you to ......"

"A task that couldn't be simpler, just waiting for you. ”

"That's 60 years. It's been too long, so long that I can't hold that sword now, I can't dance the sword weapon anymore, and I can only barely maintain this skin with this Holy Flame Pearl......"

"Senior brother......" Su Jibei was moved.

"The teacher is the most powerful and wise person we have ever seen in our lives, and he has predicted all these things, including the fact that you killed a sea of corpses and blood back then, and rushed into the emperor to kill the emperor, including Senior Brother Huainan's defection abroad, including his own execution by the emperor Ling Chi, and even the fact that the strategic bureau is now completely wiped out by the enemy country, including the fact that the power of the abyss is gradually extinguished today, and time is running out...... All of this has already been seen through by the teacher......"

"So the teacher asked me to wait for you, let me hand over all the power of this body to you, how could I hesitate?" the old man grabbed Su Jibei's hand tightly.

"Back then, we were all orphans.,It was the teacher who picked us up from the pile of the dead.,The bird school that only a dozen people read together has now become a school park for hundreds of thousands of people.,The last time I saw the huge bronze statue of the teacher at the gate of the school park,Senior brother, I'm also honored......"

The old man struggled to even laugh.

"No... This is not fair to you!" Su Jibei almost roared, "The teacher shouldn't do this!"

"Fairness?" the old man looked at him with gentle eyes, "What is fairness? Xiaobei, you have changed, you never questioned the teacher's ...... before"

"Well, it's another era, and those of us who are ancients should have been ashes a long time ago, and you should live in a new generation. The old man suddenly straightened, "Listen!"

"The Breath of the Abyss and the principles of those superpowers are actually the same as this Imperial Martial Arts, and the Pearl of the Holy Flame, which one gave you the Breath of the Abyss so that you can use all the pain and resentment between the heavens and the earth for your own use, as long as that one no longer gives you gifts, this Pearl of the Holy Flame is enough to expel all the breath of the Abyss and the power of darkness in your body, but it will also eliminate your ability to be immortal...... You have to be mentally prepared......"

He suddenly pulled out a long, tightly wrapped leather cloth from under the tattered bed, and he untied it with three strokes and five by two, and it turned out to be a sword as bright as new.

Although it has been sleeping in this filthy hut for half a century, it has not decayed in the slightest, and its front face is like a stream of autumn water, which can almost reflect the face of a person.

"This sword is called Xingwen, it is the famous sword that General Pei passed to me back then, I will pass him to you now, and I will also teach you the peerless sword weapon under the Sword Saint Sect, and I will also teach you the thirty-six styles of the West River - the Sword Saint General Pei and his family have lost the treasure of the door, and now it has long withered, I feel a lot of guilt in my heart, he Kunlun and the Sword Saint clan have something to do, you must help, otherwise I will have no shame to see General Pei underground after I die......"

Su Jibei was just about to refuse, but the old man suddenly summoned the Pearl of Holy Flame, like a sun suddenly appeared in front of him, and Su Jibei was instantly illuminated beyond his sight.

The old man took the opportunity to pull Su Jibei in front of him, and with a wave of his fingers, the true qi in his body gushed out, sending the Pearl of Saint Flame into his eyebrows in an instant.

"Ahhhh!!h

"This breath of the abyss has been with you for a long time, and it is not a matter of time to be completely expelled, so ......" The old man carried his fingers again, and the light of the Pearl of Sacred Flame immediately weakened, and Su Jibei immediately stopped screaming.

"Xiaobei, you look at me. The old man called his name, Su Jibei opened his eyes when he heard this, and the thoughts of countless exercises forcibly drilled into his mind from the old man's eyes, and at the same time, the old man's palms came out together, and the true qi that he had cultivated for nearly 70 years began to pour into Su Jibei's body endlessly.

Su Jibei wanted to resist, but was stopped by the old man: "If you interrupt the transmission now, I will die immediately!"

He had no choice but to stop.

After a full stick of incense, the transmission ended.

The old man fell to the ground with his strength out of his strength, his body was skinny, and his body shrank almost like a child in an instant.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" Su Jibei saw this tragic situation of his senior brother, grabbed his hand tightly, and finally couldn't help crying bitterly.

"Little North. The old man almost didn't even have the strength to speak, "The stars are eternal, people are just as small as dust, we are incognito, give up everything, not just for the empire, but for a great goal, people always have to die, die yesterday, die today, or die tomorrow, everywhere and when it is the same......"

"I know...... You're the one who suffers the most...... I've been waiting in solitude for 22,375 days, and you're going to keep moving on to the endless future...... You have crossed generations, neither the living nor the dead, and you have no place to return...... But you must keep going and fight against the more powerful dark ...... that is coming."

A warm smile appeared on the old man's shriveled face, like a corpse.

"But you're not alone...... Because the Strategy Bureau ...... There is never more than one...... All will be there for you when you need them...... We are the sword in the darkness, the guardians of the Great Wall......"

The old man slowly closed his eyes and sang the song softly again:

"In this life, honor and disgrace, don't care what others say...... Guanshan is the bloodline...... Who will give up the territory to expand the territory...... Drink with the Heroic Soul...... The chaotic times are sharp blades, which one will take it, defend the country with blood and long songs, I can't see what is behind me, thousands of autumns are exchanged for me, Lingyun is magnificent, and I sacrifice myself to go to the mountains and rivers......"

After singing a song, Li Yuebai, a generation of sword saints who had been incognito for more than 60 years, died in Su Jibei's arms.

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The funeral home took Li Yuebai's body, and there were people joining in the fun outside the house.

"Hey, that old man is finally dead...... "The neighbors, three aunts and six women discussed enthusiastically outside the stinking house, "this old immortal...... It stinks, he never cleans, and he didn't pay for two packs of noodles with me last time, so he died, it's too cheap for him!"

"Yes, yes, let's burn it quickly, let's find someone to push his broken house with a bulldozer, it will be smelly all day long...... It's like an open-air thatched hut......"

Just as a group of people were ridiculing Li Yuebai's death, an inexplicable gust of wind suddenly swept over from the street, blowing all the three or five groups of people to the ground, and they couldn't get up for a long time.

Su Jibei, whose face was as pale as iron, walked silently by the side holding a long package.