In this battle, the king finally agreed.

It's just that in the entire nineteen continents, apart from the two of them, no third person can witness this battle with their own eyes. So much so that in the endless years that followed, many monks who had long admired the great deity of sorrow and the great name of the hermit sword, regretted it.

All we know is that on this seemingly ordinary late autumn day, two major events happened.

The first one, since the new Sword Emperor Qu Zhengfeng of the Star Sea of Tomorrow stepped back into the void, officially becoming one of the few ten great powers in the entire Nineteen Continents;

The second is the name of the first place on the Xihai Square, which re-ascended to the first place of the fourth heavenly monument sixty years later.

See sorrow.

Throughout the day, the monks of the Nineteen Continents were almost immersed in the shock brought by Qu Zhengfeng's ability to return to the void and ascend, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

After all, the Nineteen Continents have been for a long, long time, and they have not been powerful.

The last power to enter the void was more than 600 years ago, and the real people of Hengxu broke through......

Everyone knows that the further you go to the realm of cultivation, the more difficult it is to break through.

Most of the lifespans of the powerful monks can be counted for thousands of years, and sometimes they are not qualified enough, and before the opportunity comes, they are exhausted and even die of old age, and they are not allowed to participate in enlightenment.

Judging from Qu Zhengfeng's cultivation of more than 700 years and less than 800 years, he is already a rare genius.

In addition, he still has the name of the Sword Emperor in his body, and he destroyed the entire night ship a few days ago, who can not pay attention?

Monks with less qualifications often can't help but shake their heads and sigh at the mention of him.

But in the evening, when the sun is about to set, this sigh of shame is replaced by a new kind of horror!

In the vast and boundless West Sea, thirteen islands are strung together in a line, one end is connected to the isolated island in the world, and the other end is connected to the land of nineteen continents.

Sixty years ago, there was suddenly an additional Wendao monument with the word "chao", which still stands in the sea.

The tides rise and fall, the waves crash, leaving traces of seawater erosion at their edges.

In the square, it was still a monk's exchange.

But compared to normal times, there are obviously a lot more monks in these days. It can be seen from their clothes and accessories that they come from different sects and have very different appearances, but most of them go the same way.

Zhongyu, left three thousand, Kunwu.

Just because in a few days, it will be the new Zuo 3,000 small meeting.

As the mainstay of Yashan and Kunwu, naturally there are many eye-catching rookies, and the upper five sects such as Longmen and Baiyue Valley have also received a few quite good disciples over the years.

Although it seems difficult to compare with the small meeting 60 years ago, there is still an endless stream of people joining in the fun.

As a professional household who escaped from home with great difficulty, Xiao Jin did not go all the way with Bai Yin and Zuoliu, and separated from them halfway, but first came to see the most prosperous West Coast.

For a while, I took a look at the territory of Wangjiang Tower, and then I went to the boundary of Wanghai Tower.

It can be said that all the excitement everywhere has been mixed up by him.

Calculate the time, and the small meeting will not be long.

Xiao Jin thought about it, and finally held the big watermelon that he had already eaten half, walked out of the street of the bustling town on the coast, and walked back to the square.

A large teleportation array, sometimes shining and sometimes extinguishing in the afterglow, has a moving brilliance.

The nine-fold heavenly monument, one higher than the other, stood on the square as before. Above the three words "Qu Zhengfeng" on the sixth heavenly monument, the word "Zheng Invite" has been added.

As the head of Yashan, Zheng Yin's cultivation has always been good.

It's just that because there is a Fudao Mountain Man who is always so angry that the entire cultivation world is speechless, few people pay attention to his cultivation.

Xiao Jin glanced over, and noticed this change, but he was not very surprised, and only muttered: "Pervert is really perverted, no wonder the ancestors said that this person can't be provoked." If you continue to cultivate like this, won't it take a hundred or two hundred years for you to ascend?"

It's scary to think about.

Thanks to a few unreliable old guys in the family, he praised him for his extremely strong cultivation talent, but when it was not until Zuo Sanqian Xiaohui, he realized that the so-called "extremely talented" was just like that, and it was not so strong that no one in the world could match it.

However, it's better than ordinary people, so it's □□ talk.

Xiao Jin was thinking about it bit by bit in his heart, but he didn't stop under his feet, walking towards one of the teleportation arrays leading to Kunwu Jiutou Jiangwan.

But before he could get there, an exclamation not far ahead attracted all his attention!

"The heavenly monument has changed, look!"

Has the Celestial Monument changed?

At this moment, the first thought that flashed through Xiao Jin's mind was neither a change in the Heavenly Monument, nor who had gone up to the Heavenly Monument again, but it was-

When did the name of the Heavenly Monument become so worthless, and why did it change again?!

But when he carefully concentrated and looked at the heavy heavenly monument where everyone's eyes were looking......

"Smack!"

The half of the melon that was originally tightly held in his arms didn't hold it steady for a while, and fell to the ground and broke into slag.

Xiao Jin's still immature face was full of "You must be teasing me", his eyes were round, and his wide mouth could almost stuff a basket of eggs!

"Seeing Senior Sister, don't you want to be so violent......"

I almost want to kneel under this Nine Heavenly Monument!

Xiao Jin looked at the changes on the Fourth Heavenly Monument, and then remembered the years of his cultivation and the evaluation of the elders in his family, and for a moment he had a feeling of being loveless-

Cultivating this path is really not suitable for him!

In fact, it's easier to squat and eat melons silently.

As a talented young man from the Southwest Family, Xiao Jin is still like this, and the rest of the monks with ordinary talents, not to mention their mood after seeing the changes on this heavenly monument.

There is a Qu Zhengfeng first, and everyone can comfort and comfort themselves, after all, Qu Zhengfeng has been trapped in the infancy of Yuan for a full four hundred years.

Now that I have cultivated to the void, although it seems to be fast, it is actually the result of these four hundred years of hard cultivation.

But now......

The fourth heavenly monument, the word "Wang Qi", which was originally imprinted on it, has quietly dimmed after a flash, and soon disappeared.

Another name that once appeared on this monument was covered in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The fourth heavenly monument is the first, see sorrow!

Sixty years ago, when she first broke through Yuanying, her name and surname had already appeared on the heavenly monument. It's just a flash in the pan, like a flash in the pan.

Since then, it has been left to the entire nineteen continents, a difficult puzzle to solve.

Sixty years later, she returned mysteriously, rescued the left stream on the silver floor, fought against the evil monks' good deeds, and slashed the night sailing boat to sacrifice wine and listen to the rain, and her reputation was unparalleled for a while.

At this moment, it is the first place in the fourth heavenly monument again!

After 60 years, he has climbed to the top of the monument twice.

The entire Left Three Thousand, the entire Central Domain, and even the entire Nineteen Continents, who else can stand out from the right?!

The king has been cultivating for more than 500 years, how long has he been sorrowful?

It's only been more than 60 years!

At this moment, I don't know how many people stopped in the remnant sun shadow spread out in Xihai Square, looking up at this simple name, and their hearts were fascinated......

Bright Moon and Sea of Stars, before waking up the villa, Sima Shen, the great Sima of Tongguanyi, who came to visit the Sword Emperor, pinched the communication spirit bead in his hand, smiled on his lips, and his eyes were a little more dignified;

In the awakening villa, the red butterfly leaning against the window was confused;

In the deep valley behind the mountain of the three thousand white moon valleys on the left, Lu Xiang, the medicine girl who was testing the medicine, was cold, slightly stunned, and after a long time, she finally slowly lowered her head and hooked her lips, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were rare.

On the terrace of Wuyi Sect, flowers are in full bloom, like a playboy looking at the latest changes in the Nine Heavenly Monuments on "Zhilin Suo Rixin", and finally couldn't help muttering in disappointment, "It's not dead", and then happily threw the green peony that had just been picked on the ground;

In the Moon Hall of Yashan, Zheng Yin, the head of the slightly chubby body, was suddenly overjoyed, stroking his palms and laughing. The laughter was loud, and it went out of the hall and spread throughout the Lingzhao......

On the Kunwu peaks, the atmosphere seems calm.

In the past few decades, with the help of all kinds of genius earth treasures and the favor of the elders in the sect, Gu Qingmei finally broke through to Yuanying some time ago.

It can be said that at her age, there are female cultivators of her realm, and there are not a few in the entire Central Domain.

During this time, she had a sense of being above almost everyone else.

But at this moment, the word "sorrow" that appeared on the fourth heavenly monument was so clear and so dazzling, so piercing!

"Didn't you say that you would die nine times and never happen again......?

What a strong reluctance is this?

Sixty years ago, she thought that she was the pride of the new generation of Kunwu, even if she was not as good as Senior Brother Xie, she would not be inferior to others.

You can kill the red small world, and the three thousand small ones on the left will ......

The Yashan female cultivator named Jianchou defeated her so easily, and finally defeated all the heroes and took away the one-person platform that should have belonged to Senior Brother Xie!

Qu Zhengfeng maliciously calculated first, and when he saw that he was worried about taking a person from the stage, he could be called insidious and despicable!

Since the battle of the hidden realm of Qingfeng An, because of Gu Pingsheng's relationship, she learned that she had urged a person to be on the stage at a critical time, and most of them fell into the polar domain.

In such a dangerous place, she is close to running out of oil and running out, and she will definitely die!

In this way, the first person in the new generation of female cultivators, apart from her Gu Qingmei, who else can compete?

But who would have thought, who would have thought!

Not only did she not die, but she actually came back, and she also climbed to the top of the fourth heavenly monument - the original first person in the Yuan Infant Stage, but the king is a senior brother!

Because Wang has a weak temperament and loves the landscape, Gu Qingmei has no chance to communicate with him. However, according to the words of the master of the sect and several senior brothers, the talent of Senior Brother Wang is the top level in Kunwu, and even surpasses Senior Brother Yuehe.

It can be said that before Xie Buchen got started, he was a veritable Kunwu first-day talent!

But such a king is a senior brother......

was squeezed off the heavenly monument by seeing sorrow?!

A breath of injustice, rolling in his chest, depressed and hot, actually made Gu Qingmei feel a sense of suffocation.

She gritted her teeth and raised her hand to push the door open.

"Bang!"

The two wooden doors slammed into the wall with a loud bang.

She didn't care at all, she walked out directly, and went straight to the back mountain along the bluestone-paved mountain road.

It was nearly late autumn, and the mountains were bleak.

Last night, a mountain rain added a bit of coolness. A layer of withered yellow fallen leaves, blown off by last night's wind and rain, all fell to the ground and spread a patch. On the depressed branches, only a few remain, still hanging sporadically.

The waterfall that hangs upside down from the cliff is also much smaller.

The black rocks are jagged and abrupt on the mountain wall.

The waterfall that washes down is still turbulent because of the steep mountain, and the splashes are as white as pearls, shimmering with cold brilliance in the dark night that slowly presses in.

On the other side of the waterfall is the wooden house.

For more than 60 years, in addition to adding a lot of old traces left by wind and rain, the eaves, corners, doors and windows, everything is almost the same as when it was first built.

When Gu Qingmei arrived, the door was not closed, but it was just hidden.

The small brass lock, which had already grown a little patina, hung on the left side of the door.

Senior Brother Xie has only been out of the customs for a few days, and I heard that he was called by the head of the house to talk to the Crane Hall yesterday, and he didn't come out until dawn on the second day.

Gu Qingmei didn't know what was going on with the head of the family, but it had nothing to do with her.

was originally full of anger, but when she stood in front of this door, she had a little bit of a little woman's shyness and apprehension on her face.

After a moment of concentration, she took a deep breath, stepped up the steps, and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak. ”

"Senior Brother Xie, are you there?"

It was so late that there was not a single light in the house.

Only one side of the window was halfway open, and the cool breeze in the forest blew from outside, turning over a few books spread out on the table, drying the remaining ink in the inkstone, and bringing in a few dead leaves hanging from the top of the forest.

A few pieces fell on the table, in the inkstone, and a few fell on the man's hair, on his shoulder.

The dark cyan robe, in the darkness, turned into a deep dark green.

He is still calm, even if he encounters changes in the hidden world, he is no different from the past. At this moment, only the wall is standing, but on the wall is the hanging mortal sword.

The dark light coming in from the window was only cast on the side of his face, so that the clear outline became clearer, but the face hidden in the shadow on the other side was not visible.

"It's this sword again......"

Didn't hear Xie Buchen take care of himself, Gu Qingmei was a little annoyed in her heart, and bit her lip, but she still walked over, glanced at the sword on the wall, and muttered a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't it just an ordinary mortal sword? It's just a little sharper, what's there to look at?"

Xie Buchen's eyes drooped slightly, but he didn't look back, only said lightly: "Senior Sister Gu is here, what's the matter?"

"Oh, this. ”

Gu Qingmei suddenly remembered why he came, and the hand hanging beside him almost immediately pinched tightly, and his eyes revealed a bit of poisonous dissatisfaction and resentment.

"Senior Brother Xie still doesn't know? That damn female cultivator in Yashan, not only did she not die, she broke through Yuanying, but now she even overwhelmed Senior Brother Wang Qi, ranking first in the Fourth Heavenly Monument! Senior Brother Xie, you-"

"I see. ”

The voice that was calm and couldn't make waves for half a minute, as if he had known it for a long time, there was no accident, and it seemed that he didn't take it to heart at all.

His voice was soaked in the cold rain, slightly cool, cold.

Just four simple words.

I know.

At this moment, Gu Qingmei suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

What kind of heart she has can be seen by almost everyone who has eyes in Kunwu. But the person standing in front of him seemed to have no heart and never made any statement.

Xie Buchen never refused.

But his silent indifference and coldness are even more repulsive from thousands of miles away, making her feel the invisible separation between the two.

It seems that this is a ruthless person who can't get close at all, a heart of iron and stone that can't be opened.

She was obviously for his good, so she couldn't wait to tell the news of the woman in Yashan, but his reaction was so cold.

Gu Qingmei thought about it, and snorted coldly.

But even so, Xie Buchen didn't look back, his eyes still fell on the long sword that had been stained with dust.

Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword, and know to look at the sword all day long!

She's also the daughter of a dignified Elder Kunwu, can't she even compare to a broken sword?!

All of a sudden, there were thousands of grievances in my heart, so angry that Gu Qingmei's eyes were red, and he was so angry that he slammed the door directly!

"I don't want to see you again!"

The footsteps quickly faded away, and there was no sound.

Xie Buchen didn't even move his eyebrows, like the most delicate and ingenious statue, standing in place, letting the cool breeze outside the window blow half of his body.

But that heart ......

The cold fingertips were slowly raised, as if unconsciously, and gently pressed on the chest, and I could clearly feel the heart inside, still beating.

From here, the warm blood flowed to the whole body.

He lowered his hand and spread it out in front of his eyes, and on the middle finger of his right hand, a deep mark of purple gold extended from the fingertips downward, until the palm of his hand gradually faded.

The blood of the fingertips is the blood of the heart.

This deep scar is left by the battle at the top of the Buddha of Qingfeng Nunnery, and the blow of the fallen hundreds of millions of stars, even if the three souls are reunited and the body is reshaped, it cannot be eliminated.

It's love, but it's also an old enemy.

Xie Buchen's fingers in his other hand followed the starting point of this purple gold scar, inch by inch, point by minute, slowly swimming, and fell into the palm of his hand.

It seems to be gentle, like a thorn.

But under his clear eyes, there was a calm and indifference that was almost annihilated.

The long night has crept in.

A frost moon hung on the edge of the cliff, slowly rising as time passed. The cold moonlight shines on the mountains on the edge of the sea of stars tomorrow, and there is a wordless silence.

On a smooth cliff, the king sat cross-legged on a rock in front of him, holding a small wine jar in his hand, looking at the moon, and finally sighed.

"Before you fought with me, your name was not recorded on the Fourth Heavenly Monument, which proves that your cultivation is really inferior to mine. It's a pity ......."

"It's a pity. ”

Seeing Chou standing behind him, his face was still a little pale, but his cheeks were slightly red. Shaking the wine jar in his hand, listening to the sound, he knew that only half of the wine in the jar was left.

"It's just that I've always believed that wisdom and strategy, even in this cultivation realm, is a kind of strength. ”

That's true.

Just thinking back to this bitter battle that lasted almost the whole day, Wang was still a little unwilling, raised his head and took a sip of wine, choking and coughing.

"You are victorious, and you will reap all fame and fortune. But I, not to mention losing this battle, also broke my mood. ”

Hermit Sword, Hermit Sword.

Once he has the heart to win, where is there any real "hermit"? In the battle that ended half an hour ago, the sorrow ignited his full fighting spirit.

Even though he was very reluctant in his heart, the king had to admit it—

In this battle, he didn't want to lose at all.

If his heart was originally a peaceful lake, now it is the sea where the storm is about to rise, with waves sweeping and thunder and lightning, which has nothing to do with the words "calm and indifferent".

Of course, I know when I see sorrow, but after all, it's not myself who is in a bad mood.

She only walked to Wang Ke's side, felt the cold hunting wind blowing from the cliff mountain, raised her head and took a sip of wine, and laughed heartily with the smell of wine.

"If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and then you stand after it's broken. Being able to be damaged by this battle can only prove that Wang Daoyou's cultivation is not deep enough. Or...... Is there really a so-called 'hermit' among the monks in this world?"

“……”

The liquor is in the throat, mellow and piping hot.

The smell of wine between the king's lips and tongue was still strong, but when he heard the words of seeing sorrow, his eyes suddenly cleared, and he only turned back and looked at sorrow.

Seeing sorrow, he shrugged his shoulders: "Monks in the world, when you step into cultivation, you either ask for the power of moving mountains and reclamation, or ask for the life of immortality." The hermit is indifferent, one does not seek strength, the other does not seek clarity, and he does it in an open mind, what kind of way do you cultivate, what kind of sword do you learn?"

But the king answered.

He is also a first-class smart person in the world, and some words are very clear even without worrying, he knows them all. Even at the moment of today's defeat, many things have quietly surfaced in my mind.

The Hermit Sword is his trumpet and his way.

But......

As I asked, in the nineteen continents where monks gather, is there really a real "hermit"?

"I was very longing for that kind of day, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, the mountain air is beautiful, the birds are still ......."

But the king read it, shook his head, sighed, and took another long sip of wine.

"This battle really shouldn't be, shouldn't be. ”

"Hahaha......"

Seeing that he listened to his half-truth regret, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's too late to regret it, I have won this battle, but the king said to you, your senior brother Xie who is rumored to have broken his life card, how is it now?"

She really "cares" about Senior Brother Xie.

Wang thought in his heart, but he was willing to gamble and lose, so he replied directly: "Although Senior Brother Xie's life card is broken, he can get a chance in the hidden world, and he has the full support of his master. Not to mention being seriously injured and dying, even if the soul is out of the body, as long as it has not dissipated, it can be reunited, but the cultivation is just gone. Shizun has used the Great Yan Divine Technique, which has taken more than 30 years, and has already rescued it. In just a few days, Senior Brother Xie should marry again. ”

"I'm not dead......"

Do you want to marry again?

It seems that Xie Buchen is cultivating to empty and start over.

This answer is not at all unexpected.

After all, if Xie Buchen died, where could the Nineteen Continents give birth to so many unpredictable rumors?

Seeing sorrow, he laughed sarcastically: "Hengxu Zhenren is a bounded power, and for this true disciple, he did not hesitate to exhaust his mind and spend more than thirty years. You Kunwu, is it such a human place?"

“…… Senior Brother Xie is different from others. ”

Wang shook his head, but he didn't say a word about the sentence "humane", but between the words, there was a bit of an indescribable feeling.

Seeing sorrow, he only felt that his words were familiar, and he only vaguely remembered that when he first met Wu Duan, he had heard Wu Duan say something similar.

This made her curious.

"Different?"

"Such a peerless genius, although it is rare, can be in the vast nineteen continents, every once in a while, there will be one or two. Moreover, not all geniuses can successfully attain the Tao, and there are not a few who die halfway. The reason why Senior Brother Xie is different is not very much related to his unattainable talent. ”

Wang is in the fourth line of Hengxu Zhenren, and he is definitely ranked first in Kunwu, and there are some things that he also knows.

For example, this one related to Kunwu and Xie Buchen.

"More than 60 years ago, my master used the Zhou Tian Star Array to peek into the heavens. ”

"According to the heavenly machine, Kunwu will experience a catastrophe in a hundred years, or there is a danger of destruction. In the whole world, only Senior Brother Xie can stop this catastrophe, turn the tide and save Kunwu from danger. ”

"So he went to the isolated island in the world, and received his junior brother for his careful cultivation, compared to the Kunwu catastrophe, only thirty years, what is it?"

These things can be regarded as Kunwu's biggest, deepest, and most inhumane secrets.

But the king has already made a gambling contract with Jianchou, and he can't hide things related to Xie Buchen, so in every sentence, he is very frank.

But when I heard it, I only felt incredible.

As the top sect in the Central Domain, Kunwu will have a catastrophe in a hundred years?

And Hengxu Zhenren accepted Xie Buchen as an apprentice, but it was because of heaven......

Wasn't it the beginning of more than 60 years ago?

Seeing that he slowly lowered his eyes, but the bottom of his eyes was cold, and he only slowly curled his lips and smiled: "In this way, your so-called catastrophe in Kunwu will only be more than thirty years?"

"A hundred years should be an imaginary number, but if the heavenly machine is true, it should not be far behind. ”

But the king said this, and drank the last sip of the liquor in the jar, and then he got up, and looked at the sorrow, and asked with a smile.

With that, the wine was gone. It's time for me to go back to Kunwu, I don't know where I'm going to go?"

"I'm also going back to Yashan, just along the way with Wang Kedao's friends, if you don't dislike it, you can also drink and talk about Taoism all the way. ”

Seeing sorrow carrying the wine jar, standing on this high mountain cliff, looking at the continuous mountains of the left three thousand in the middle of the region in the distance.

"Not to mention ......"

"How to say, in the hidden world, he also lived and died with Xie Daoyou, and experienced the same calamity, and now he will escape from death and marry again. How can I not show a little bit of heart and give him a 'surprise'?"