Click!

The sound of horses' hooves, the rolling wheels, a group of dozens of people went south, behind them was the boundless grassland, and the black pressure of hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen that vaguely formed a line with the grassland.

Just like when Lu Chuan came, hundreds of thousands of grassland people greeted each other with iron horses, and they also saw each other off when they left.

Such an existence, no matter with good intentions or malice, no matter what purpose or attitude it has, has touched the hearts and minds of countless people.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan left!

Just like when I first came, there was no excesses, just like a spring outing, and the same was true when I left.

It's just that the understatement, the waves are not shocked, as if nothing has been done, but it is clear that he killed more than a dozen congenital powerhouses in an instant, and it will always remain in the hearts of the grassland people.

It wasn't until the convoy was far away and disappeared from view that people dared to come to the high slope, but they were all colorless.

For many years, no one dared to set foot in this place again.

The high slope that was originally green and lush, at this time it was dim and yellow, and the grass and trees were dried up for several miles, like a sick yellow spot, embedded in the green, which was so conspicuous and dazzling.

In the eyes of the grassland people, this kind of terrifying power is no longer possessed by people.

But Lu Chuan knew that although he created that knife, he was far from being able to control it, otherwise, not only would he leave a corpse, but there would not be such obvious traces on the ground.

It's just that when manpower is poor, even if he sits for ten years, the consumption of spirit and spirit is almost to the limit, and it is difficult to deduce it anymore.

The most important thing is that the rules of heaven and earth here do not allow the existence of more than the power of that sword.

If it is forcibly used, it will only suffer backlash and even endanger life, which is not what Lu Chuan wants.

But this is not enough, even if he has a stronger strength, it is not enough for Lu Chuan to break through the Shouyuan limit.

Han Yufeng, like a wife, took care of Lu Chuan's yellow messy hair and wiped it carefully, even if there was not the slightest dust on it.

"Good work!"

"It's not hard!"

Han Yufeng smiled, smiling like a flower, it seemed that companionship was the greatest happiness.

Lu Chuan didn't say anything else, everything was silent.

He is not a good person, nor is he a gentleman who guards himself like jade, but he has determined his goal, and he has no room for anything else in his heart.

The two are very clear and tacit, and they carefully guard this tacit understanding.

There was nothing to say all the way, turning back to Chiye Peak, Lu Chuan rested for a few days, and he didn't see Han Tiejun and Han Baohu father and son who came angrily.

With his current state of mind, if the two of them are not interested, he will definitely not mind being a killer, even if it will make Han Yufeng sad.

Lu Chuan is a very stubborn person, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come to this point.

Sun Yu sent the rubbings of the secret arts and techniques accumulated in the past ten years, as well as some dossiers about the actions of the world.

Lu Chuan glanced at it twice, and he didn't pay attention, it was nothing more than someone who wanted to kill him, such as the dozen or so innate masters who appeared on the grassland.

Thirty years have passed since the Battle of Sun Moon Gorge, and most of the world's martial artists have been lost, their vitality has been greatly damaged, and too many benefits have also been vacated.

In addition, Lu Chuan is not stingy, nor does he cherish himself, but generously declares the world that what he has in his hands, as long as he has the ability, he can exchange it.

There are many ways, and as long as he is alive, no one dares to make a mistake.

At most, it's just the same temptation as before.

More than a dozen congenital masters are used to be pawns, and I have to say that thirty years of peace have indeed nurtured the ambitions of some people.

It's a pity that ambition and strength don't match at all.

Lu Chuan didn't even want to kill someone, but even gave instructions to relax the exchange conditions for certain secret art treasures.

If he really needed a little adjustment to ease the boring life, these people wouldn't even exist, where could they run to him and be presumptuous.

Even, even among Han Yufeng's entourage, Lu Chuan knew exactly which people were spies.

It's a pity that even if these people were given the opportunity to put the poison in the food, at that time, his spirit and spirit had declined to the extreme, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

No one can know, nor can they imagine, although Lu Chuan's cultivation is still innate, but his own realm has exceeded too much.

After flipping through the recently collected secret books of exercises, with his current cultivation realm, even in the eyes of the innate powerhouse, they are extremely profound secret techniques, and when he reads them, he will be able to understand them generally.

If you sit down and deduce carefully, you can even draw inferences from one case to another, and even take much time.

For more than 30 years, Lu Chuan has released countless secret books of divine skills, and he has also created many martial arts powerhouses, which may make him refreshed, but there are fewer and fewer of them.

In the world, martial arts geniuses are like carp crossing the river, and there are all kinds of talented people, and I don't know how many of them are up-and-coming.

It's a pity that these people stand on the shoulders of giants, and it is difficult for them to make a breakthrough and see higher and farther like him.

Of course, the more reason is that this heaven and earth is like a cage, restricting the development and change of the forces of various departments, trapping these geniuses at the same time, but also firmly imprisoning Lu Chuan's way forward.

The difference is that Lu Chuan has found his own way, but others are still groping their way forward on the inherent road.

He didn't stay long in Chiye Peak, he first rearranged the formation of Jade Seal Mountain, and then inspected the medicine garden he had arranged, and after three years of retreat in Chiye Peak, he got up and went to the coast of the East China Sea.

As usual, sit on the top of the cliff and watch the tide rise and fall, and the sun rises and sets.

This sitting far exceeded Lu Chuan's expectations, and it was actually sitting for 30 years, until the beauty was born.

"Good work!"

Just like Jiazi, Lu Chuan spit out three words hoarsely.

"It's not hard!"

Han Yufeng snuggled in Lu Chuan's arms, looking at his side face obsessively, rubbing it gently, as if the magnificent celestial phenomena of the rising sun were not as charming as the people in front of him.

Bang!

The waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of wind and waves appeared at a glance, covering the sky and the sun, as if the apocalyptic natural disaster, but when they rushed to the front of the cliff, they were blocked by an invisible wall of air, and they were not hurt in the slightest.

"It's me who dragged you down, I shouldn't have pestered you, with your natural resources, you don't need so many ......"

Han Yufeng's eyes were slightly dark, and his face was already full of wrinkles, full of self-blame and guilt.

"It's my obsession that has nothing to do with you!"

Lu Chuan held her hand, and Jia Zilai smiled for the first time, and said with a light smile, "Look at the sunrise." ”

The voice did not fall, the waves were silent and calm, and the rainbow bridge stretched across the world, facing the sun, beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.

Han Yufeng smiled, brilliant and dazzling, as if she was stupid.

A day later, the two returned, returned to Chiye Peak, and after dealing with all the affairs, they traveled all over the country together, as if they wanted to pick up what they had lost in the past.

Until three years later, the Great Wei Emperor Han Tiejun died, in the same year, Han Baohu abdicated, the crown prince succeeded to the throne, twelve years later, Han Baohu died of illness.

It is rumored that in the Taiji Palace, he once scolded Lu Chuan for being a beast, and after three days, he died of anger.

In May of the same year, Sun Yu, Lu Chuan's only disciple, had a recurrence of demons in his heart, and passed down an edict to be replaced by his disciple Sun Guhong.

After bidding farewell to Lu Chuan, Sun Yu entered Yuxi Mountain alone and never appeared again.

Since then, Lu Chuan and Han Yufeng have never gone out again, accompanying Chiye Peak until five years later, Han Yufeng passed away in Lu Chuan.

Acquaintances and acquaintances have been together for nearly a hundred years, and the people they know and the people they are familiar with have all withered, leaving only Lu Chuan.

"Hoo ......"

On this day, Lu Chuan greeted the rising sun, stood on the top of Zihuaxuan, looked at the line of rainbows, the waves in his eyes flashed, and most of his black hair turned white in an instant.

Even with his strength, his life span is now more than half, not to mention the whimsical ideas of absorbing talents from all over the world in the past hundred years with the power of one person, and the mental energy consumed is even more terrifying.

It's a miracle that it's been able to hold on until now.

But Lu Chuan knew that he couldn't fall yet, at least not now.

Until now, even if he is the only one left, even if there are thousands of dangers ahead, he will still go on.

"Incarnate as a stone bridge, blown by the wind for 500 years, exposed to the sun for 500 years, and ...... by rain for 500 years"

Lu Chuan turned around slowly, muttered in his mouth, came to the peak alone, faced the rising sun, and slowly performed martial arts, without earth-shattering might, no mysterious and abnormal moves, only simple and rough pile techniques.

Horse trapping piles, crouching tiger piles, bear roaring piles, drum piles, etc., etc., all kinds of basic pile methods that Lu Chuan once practiced, with the wave of one hand and one punch, gradually evolved.

Rumble!

It was like thunder rolling, like a drum roaring, and sometimes like a stormy wave, all kinds of shocking fluctuations spread from Lu Chuan's body.

But soon, it gradually fell silent again.

However, Lu Chuan's body has undergone strange changes, the hair on his body has grown wildly, horns have appeared on his head, and even deformed hands and feet have appeared, as if he was as terrifying as a demon.

When all the fluctuations dissipated, Lu Chuan's blood color had faded, as if a statue that was extremely weird and exuded a demonic aura, standing on the top of the mountain, facing the rising sun, but revealing indescribable weirdness.

A day passed, the dust sprinkled a layer of gray and white, half a moon passed, the birds nested in the palm of their fingers, and a year passed, under the dust gathered, it was like a strange deformed rockery.

Day after day, year after year, wind and rain, sun and rain, it seems that everything is over.

Ten years later, Sun Guhong came to look for him, but he didn't see anyone, and returned in a hurry.

Twenty years later, when I came to look for it again, when I returned, there seemed to be a surprise.

Twenty-five years later, it came again, as if it had a sense of sass, strolling leisurely on the peak, laughing three times, and letting loose as much as possible.

Thirty years later, Sun Guhong led his disciples to the peak and pointed out the country, full of spirit, as if there was a momentum in the world.

I don't know when, it is rumored that the people and demons have passed away, the world is turbulent, and the Great Wei is actually divided, but the strange thing is that all parties seem to be pressing, waiting for something.

It wasn't until another decade passed that humans and demons ceased to reappear that they broke out.

I don't know how long later, someone came to the summit, as if they thought the deformed statue was an eyesore, and wanted to destroy it, but between the touches, it hurt countless people, and no one climbed to the top again.

Spring goes to autumn, the world is all over the world, I don't know between the cold and the summer, the vicissitudes of the sea, it is hundreds of years old, only the strange statue on the top of the red leaf peak, it seems to be a few feet higher.