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In a blink of an eye, another ten years passed, and Wang Dao sat on the rock, and the wind blew in the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound. Three zhang away from the king's knife, there were three silk threads, and three flies were tied to the silk threads, buzzing.

A drop of morning dew fell on Wang Dao's face, refreshing and cool. Suddenly, the tense wrinkles on his face bloomed like flowers, and the whole person rose to his feet, and suddenly disappeared into the wind, leaving only the luster of metal to draw a graceful arc in the bamboo forest.

In the blink of an eye, the knife is returned to the sheath, and the person sits on the stone.

A young man ran to the fly, snorted twice, and shouted excitedly, "Master, you have succeeded!"

This young man is Wang Daoshu's apprentice. Ten years ago, he said goodbye to the wind, and on the way to return to the mountains and forests, he picked up such an orphan, and he couldn't bear to be adrift, so he took him with him to raise him, and later became his apprentice.

At this moment, the three flies in front of the young man had been cut off by Qi Gen'er, but their flesh was not harmed at all. Seeing this result, Wang Dao gently exhaled a breath of turbidity. But the next moment, his body suddenly curled up and fell off the rock.

Dysentery is prevalent in a hundred miles of the bamboo forest, and many people have died at the foot of the mountain, and Wang Dao has not been spared. Only his apprentice, who suffered from this disease once when he was a child, is now safe.

Wang Dao was lying on the bed, his breath was dying, and he had long lost the momentum of a generation of grandmasters. His apprentice stood helpless and wept secretly. All the medicines that should be used have been used, but the disease has never improved. The apprentice hadn't heard how many people had died under the mountain, and he was worried about the master's safety all the time.

When Wang Dao saw him like this, he smiled indifferently and said softly: "Don't worry, I can't die, I'm still waiting for that agreement." ”

"But Master, almost all the herbs within a hundred miles of this radius have been drained, and now there is no medicine available. You're not well, how can you go to the appointment?"

Wang Dao was still smiling.

"Who said there is no medicine. ”。

"Huh, where's the medicine?"

"In my heart!"

Wang Dao looked at the sky proudly, and did not see any injuries.

A month later, Wang Dao was miraculously healed and as tough as ever.

The moment he recovered, he immediately jumped on his horse and went straight to Qinglong Mountain with one knife and one knife.

However, by the time he arrived at Qinglong Mountain, half a month had already passed since the time he had agreed with Rufeng.

There was not a single person on the mountain, only a sentence carved on the boulder at the top of the mountain.

"The ten-year appointment came as scheduled, and I didn't dare to return it if I didn't see your face. People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, and they don't know how many years they have passed. The man has a letter, a promise, bows to the east, and waits for another ten years. ”

When Wang Dao saw this, he immediately understood that Rufeng had already gone to the appointment, but there was something that he couldn't help himself, so he didn't continue to wait, but left in a hurry.

But the question is, why was Rufeng postponed the decisive battle deadline for another ten years?

He has been practicing knives for twenty years, in order to fight with the wind heartily, why wait another ten years.

"Why, what the hell!"

Wang Dao looked up to the sky and roared, his heart was bitter, and when he pulled it out on the spot, he was about to engrave a few words on the stone.

He is a rough man, and he doesn't have the style of the wind, all he wants is to ask why.

However, when the sword of the king knife touched the boulder, he instantly understood why. The words like the wind are engraved on the stone, and every word is clearly visible, but the handwriting is neat but there are no other sword marks left. And the king knife swings the knife, but it can only leave a nick, and it is impossible to write as easily as the wind.

A few knives went down, leaving a few knife marks crookedly, and Wang Dao stopped.

"I see, haha, I finally get it. Rufeng, it turns out that you have long known the gap between you and me, with such skills, don't say give me ten years, even if you give me another twenty or thirty years, it will not necessarily be your opponent! Ridiculous, really ridiculous, my Wang Dao thought that he could slash the enemy, but I didn't expect that everything I did was just a joke in front of you!"

There is nothing more frustrating than finding that the goal he has pursued all his life will never be achieved, Wang Dao collapsed at this moment and almost killed himself, but when he saw those words again, the arrogance in his heart as a swordsman made his eyes clear again.

"Who said that my king's sword is not good, he is like the wind and I am also human. He can have such skills, why can't I practice the king sword. Okay, wait another ten years, wait another ten years, like the wind, I will not let you down!"

On the top of the mountain, he made an oath, and Wang Daofei got on his horse, galloped away, and returned to the place where he practiced.

Time flies like a white horse, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been a full thirty years since Wang Dao was cut off a finger.

On this day, it is still the rock, and it is still the king's sword sitting on it. It's just that Wang Dao is nearly sixty years old, his youth has passed away, his hair is snowy, and his body is slim. The only thing that remained unchanged was the firmness in Wang Dao's eyes.

At this time, Wang Dao's apprentice dragged over a bamboo cage, he looked at the master sitting on the stone, did not say much, quietly opened the cage, and released three hares from it.

Several hares were desperate to survive, and as soon as they saw the cage door open, they immediately jumped out and rushed into the bamboo forest in three directions.

"Master, it's all right. ”

A reminder made Wang Dao's eyes change slightly, only to see his long beard shaking, his clothes fluttering, and the saber on his waist made a soft "bell" sound. Then, the tip of the knife flashed over the rock, and the man swept up like a goshawk and floated into the bamboo forest.

In the blink of an eye, the king knife floated back and sat down on the stone again. And at the feet of the apprentice, I don't know when there were three more rabbit heads, and the ground was drenched in blood. Looking at the king knife again, the whole person is still the appearance of the fairy wind bone, and the knife in his hand has been sheathed. I don't see when he came out with the knife, or the blood on it.

The apprentice smiled slightly and said softly, "Master, the time has come." ”

Hearing this, Wang Dao looked up at the sky, and after a long time, there was a long roar, and the anger shook the mountains.

"Apprentice, prepare the horse!"

Wang Dao galloped his horse and galloped all the way to Qinglong Mountain, and by this time, for him, the victory or defeat of the battle was no longer important. The important thing is to fight to the fullest, even if you lose, you have no regrets.

When I arrived at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, there was already a person waiting there, but that person was not like the wind.

Wang Dao was stunned, stared at the man and asked, "What about the wind?"

The man's shoulders trembled, two lines of hot tears crawled across his cheeks, and he gently arched his hand at the king's sword.

"Master, he'...... He was an old man, and he had gone three days ago. ”

"What!"

Hearing this news, Wang Dao was like a lightning strike, and the whole person almost fell off the horse, and finally stabilized his body, he asked urgently: "How did Rufeng die?"

"Master, he is very old, and he is dying without illness. ”

After saying this, the man took out a brocade box from his bosom and handed it to Wang Dao.

Wang Dao took over and opened it, but saw a finger lying in the brocade box, as white as paper, faintly wriggling like a snake.

"This is what Master asked me to give you on his deathbed, saying that he owes you. ”

The man said this sadly, and turned away, leaving the king sword at a loss between heaven and earth.

The spring breeze caressed, the summer rain poured down, the autumn leaves withered, the winter snow flew, and Wang Dao never left on this Qinglong Mountain. His apprentice had already come to him, but what he saw was no longer the energetic master, but a walking corpse who needed to be guided by someone to eat and rest.

From that day on, the most Wang Dao did was to hold the brocade box in a daze on the top of the mountain.

Time flies, time flies, and I don't know how many years have passed, and suddenly one day, there is finally a glimmer of brilliance in Wang Daomune's eyes.

"I have been dancing all my life, and after the age of thirty, I just want to fight with the wind, no matter whether I win or lose, I only want to fight, but why is God teasing me so much. Is it my fault, is it his fault, or is it the fault of this world? Thinking that it is like the wind, there is no one to be defeated in the vast rivers and lakes, and one person and one sword are rampant in the world, but in the end, it is not able to resist the erosion of the years.

He is invincible, I am the only one, and look at the world, who can stop the flow of years?

Like the wind, you and I have not succeeded in the battle after all, cut off a finger, and return it to me, you are no longer the opponent of my king sword.

From today on, my Wang Dao has a new enemy, he is not a master of any sect, nor is he a chivalrous man, but a time that no one in the world can escape.

My king's sword will use the knife in my hand to cut off this passing light year!"

After saying that, Wang Dao raised his head to the sky and roared, threw away the brocade box in his arms, stretched out his hand to draw the knife, rose up, and slashed in the air.

In the evening, the apprentice came to the top of the mountain to call Wang Dao to eat, and shouted three times in a row, but Wang Dao did not see any movement. When the apprentice saw the brocade box that had fallen to the ground, his heart sank, and he just stepped forward to pull his master gently. Who knew that at this touch, Wang Dao's whole person fell to the ground, and his body was already stiff.

In this year, there were seven out of eighty kings......

……

Wang Dao stepped back slightly, leaning against the wall, often sighing.

I looked at the little old man in front of me full of vicissitudes, and my heart couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and at the same time, I was even more full of admiration for him.

Let's ask this world, who dares to say that they want to be the enemy of time and cut off time and space with one sword, where will there be?

Wait, it looks like he's standing in front of me now, and it's a sign that he's cut off time and space.

"Ahem, Senior Wang Dao, can I ask, did you die in the end, or did you practice the sword technique of cutting time and space?"

"Huh?" Wang Dao looked at me with slanted eyes, revealing a hint of contempt, "Of course I'm dead, I don't know if there is anyone in this world who can really cut off time and space, at least I can't." ”

"What about you...... What are you doing now?"

"I don't know, according to the time reckoning, I live in a time that is about a thousand years ago. I, who should have returned to dust a long time ago, survived. It's amazing to me. Your teacher Li sent me here back then, just to help me find out the reason. Once I figured out why I was here, I could know who could cut off the plane. But until now, he hasn't given me an explanation. ”

"Oh. ”

With that, I nodded slowly. Well, this matter is only reasonable if it is not clear and does not know. If Wang Dao knew what was going on, then he would be terrible.

"Hey, Senior Wang Dao, then you said before that you went crazy and there was another person hiding in your body?"

"I don't know, I don't even know why I'm here. My memory is stuck in that day, when he slashed the sky and the earth at the top of the mountain. Later, I realized that I was fighting against your teacher Li and a monkey under him in a certain wood. It wasn't until I lost and was restrained by them that I realized that I had killed a lot of innocent ordinary people.

Later, Li Xueqing told me that it should be me who went crazy in practice, which caused my earth soul to be unstable, and produced an individual with a tyrannical voice to breed from the earth soul. While I was unconscious, that guy took control of my body to kill.

I don't know what the soul is split, the demon is possessed, I only know that I appeared here, and I failed to fulfill the oath to cut off the flow of time, and I was defeated by other people.

For a swordsman, there is nothing else to do in his life except to draw a knife and fight.

Now, I've waited so long that I can't wait. Call that Li Xueqing to come, I want to have a happy fight with him, and after the fight, where should I go. ”

Wang Dao's deep gaze came over, and I couldn't help but pout, this is good, and in the end, I turned back to the topic at the beginning. Regardless of whether Mr. Li fights with him or not, at least I can't let Wang Dao go, at least not now.

Since what Wang Dao said has succeeded in piquing my interest, I want to see who can make a thousand-year-old swordsman appear to me.

"Uh, Senior Wang Dao, don't be impatient for a while. You see, I'm here now, isn't it just to help you, and everyone here to answer your doubts? I don't have a clue yet, but I'm trying, aren't I? Don't worry, Mr. Li, he can't run away, you want to fight with him, it's not too late for me to find out about this matter.

Don't worry, it won't be too long, at most half a year, I will definitely find out about the matter!"

"Half a year? Hmph, that Li Xueqing also said that it wouldn't take too long, but it made me wait for a whole ten years, how can I believe you. ”

"This ...... This ......"

Hearing Wang Dao's question, I didn't know what to say.

Yes, how can I make people believe me.

Just when I was not at a loss, Wang Dao suddenly asked, "Boy, let me ask you, a few days ago, someone came to arrest a few people who lived here. Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Huh?"

I didn't expect Wang Dao to suddenly ask such a question, although Mr. Li warned me that I should try not to let these fragments of people, because He Shuxu and their arrest became defensive for me. But now that people are asking face to face, can I deny it?

I simply turned my heart around, nodded and said, "Yes, it has something to do with me." (To be continued.) )