A middle-aged man came from the town, with a gourd hanging from his waist and an ordinary iron sword on his back, his hair was disheveled, his beard was sloppy, he was wearing a blue linen robe, and a pair of straw sandals were on his feet. Chapters are updated the fastest

This appearance is very much like a down-and-out swordsman in the world.

The middle-aged man didn't go to the Wuji Hall to get the magic card, so there was no magic crystal to use, and on the day he first came to the town, there was no place to stay, and he asked many people before he found the inn in the depths of the alley.

When the middle-aged man was about to leave, the shopkeeper stopped him and said that he could use the iron sword on his back as collateral, and the middle-aged man refused with a smile.

After coming out of the inn, the middle-aged man went to Wanfulou, how shrewd the guy of Wanfulou was, when he saw that he was not much different from a beggar, he picked up a broom and picked up people, and after the middle-aged man was hit twice, he was not annoyed, he arched his hand to the snobbish guy, and turned to leave.

After that, the middle-aged man walked in the town for most of the day, and finally came to the pancake stall with a small cart, looking at Liu Laoliu, who was frying pancakes and practicing swords, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Liu Lao Liu saw that business came to the door, put down the new saber in his hand, and asked enthusiastically: "Guest officer, have a pancake?"

The middle-aged man spread his hands and signaled that he had no money, Liu Laoliu was slightly stunned, thinking to himself how much a pancake is, and I'm afraid the whole town can't find anyone who can't afford to eat pancakes, right?

After looking up and down, Liu Lao Liu realized that this person was not lying, and it didn't seem to be a joke, and he inexplicably remembered his down-and-out time, so he took out a piece of oiled paper, took out a hot pancake, handed it over and said, "Eat, this doesn't cost money." ”

The middle-aged man didn't shirk, made a gesture at Liu Laoliu, took the pancake and ate it.

He doesn't look like he's been hungry for a long time, but he doesn't eat slowly. ate the pancakes, wiped off the crumbs on the stubble, folded the oil paper and put it in his arms, and bowed his hand to Liu Laoliu again.

Whether it is eating pancakes, or bowing to Liu Laoliu, or his every move, it seems so casual and natural, but it does not make people feel a little rash.

Without the slightest pretentiousness and disguise, getting along with such a person, even if it is only for a moment, Liu Lao Liu feels indescribably natural and comfortable.

Liu Laoliu nodded slightly, it was a return gift, and after the middle-aged man walked away, it took a long time before he came back to his senses, thinking that this later life was really a frank person, but unfortunately he seemed to be a dumb person.

Liu Lao Liu looked up at the sky, picked up the brand-new sword and wiped it carefully, he always felt that there was a shadow of the rusty and broken iron sword in this sword, maybe it was because the old sword had been integrated into the new sword, he had this illusion, right?

Since he made a blood oath to Yun Mo, Ah Zhe took him to the blacksmith shop in the town, and forged this new sword from the materials he thought were extravagant, and since then he has carried it with him every day, even when he sleeps, for fear of being stolen by others.

According to Yun Mo's meaning, he originally wanted Liu Lao Liu to move into Yun Mansion, but Liu Lao Liu had been alone for decades, and he was not used to messing around with those young people, so he asked Ah Zhe and them to help build a wooden house by the river again.

After the middle-aged man left Liu Laoliu's stall, he left the town and came to the trial area.

The last time he came here was more than thirty years ago, and in his memory, there should have been a lawn here, with a large lake in front of it, and a shoal in the middle of the lake, and just above that shoal, there was a fire talisman array left by the Evil Fire Dao people three hundred years ago.

Everything in memory is gone, replaced by a much wider space.

There are snow-capped mountains, rivers, forests, birds and animals, and a place full of life.

The middle-aged man took off the gourd on his waist, pulled out the wooden cork, and suddenly the aroma of wine overflowed, he looked at the rushing river in front of him, and muttered: "A generation of new people replace the old." ”

A mouthful of liquor poured into his mouth, burning all the way to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, the middle-aged man's whole face was slightly red, he sighed lightly, and muttered again: "It's a pity that you are not from our Demon Domain." ”

The second sip is poured into the mouth.

The middle-aged man didn't care about the dirt on the ground, sat cross-legged, pulled out the ordinary iron sword on his back, and lightly touched the surging river in front of him.

A condensed sword intent shot out and disappeared above the river.

There was no vision of heaven and earth, and the power of this sword did not seem to match his identity and strength.

But in the eyes of the middle-aged man, two figures gradually appeared.

A Taoist with a gray beard, and a young man, there is an enchantment around the two of them that blocks sound.

One is an evil fire Daoist, and the other is Yun Mo.

He naturally knew the identities of these two people.

As the middle-aged man's heart moved, the world in his eyes began to change.

Step back in time.

Figures, fire spirits, battles, red fireballs, huge pillars of light, space collapse......

The scenes of the battle to break the boundary appeared in his pupils one by one.

In the end, the middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, when he opened them again, his eyes had returned to normal.

He picked up the gourd, looked at the surging river in front of him, and said loudly: "When the big white floats!"

The liquor in the gourd is poured into the mouth.

Middle-aged people sit here until dark.

Demon cultivators kept passing by him, looking at the down-and-out swordsman with curious eyes.

No one knew that this sloppy bearded swordsman was the boiling pleasure that has been passed down these days.

The tenth place on the Heavenly Demon List, the younger brother of Hong Zhan, the palace master of the Demon King Palace.

Towards evening, a boy of seven or eight years old came to the river, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs, and fished in the shallows of the river.

But perhaps because he was too clumsy, after half an hour, not only was his hands empty, but even his clothes were wet.

The middle-aged man walked over and asked very suspiciously, "I can catch it, why can't I catch it?"

This may seem contradictory, but it is particularly reasonable.

Because he knew the strength of this little boy, not to mention catching a fish, even catching a young dragon.

The little boy kicked his eyes wide and said innocently, "I just wanted to catch a fish, but I didn't want to catch a fish." ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "Don't care about the result, just enjoy the process?" ”

The little boy walked out of the shallows, sat down on a huge pebble, and said as he hung his feet, "What about you? Do you care about the result or the process?"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, showing a look of confusion, and said, "I don't know either." ”

The little boy showed a smile: "The person who has broken through the barrier of life and death doesn't even know what his heart is, does he really not know, or is he unwilling to face it?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, respectfully waved the little boy, and said, "Please give me some advice." ”

The little boy rolled his eyes, dried his trouser legs, put on his shoes and socks, jumped off the pebbles and said, "You are really boring. ”

After speaking, he ignored the uncertain expression on the middle-aged man's face, jumped up the river against the current, walked three or four miles away, came to Liu Laoliu, who was pushing a small stall, and took a pancake to eat. >