In a lifetime, there are not many times to become famous, but at least once in the cave, at least to prove that you have grown, not simply loved.

- Hao Jian

Stand on an isolated island in the endless sea.

Stunned.

He used to be radiant, he failed, he succeeded, he regretted it, and of course he loved it.

Looking at the distant sky in the sea and forming a slender line, Hao Jian once again thought of the time when he was close to a hundred years ago, he was so dazzling, and he was killed in all directions in the Beichuan Palace, what did he experience in the Jiuqu Secret Realm?

It seems that this is that obsession......

The obsession he had never been able to find was completely fixed here.

I don't know what to do.

It can be said that Hao Jian's hurried hundred-year voice is extremely legendary, but it can only be regarded as an extremely humble legend.

Yes, no matter how humble the flower is, it has at least bloomed brightly and withstood the admiration of others.

Alas......

The melancholy of a lifetime is at this moment, facing the vast sea and the sky turning into nothingness, and the surging water of the endless sea near is paved, abruptly transversely facing the distance, rushing to a wider sea.

Hao Jianming said.

He seemed to see the river in the distance, making a soaring sound with the momentum that swept the world, carrying a line of autumn water, merging into the current.

They all have dreams that come from nature, but what about Hao Jian?

The body of the fiasco, bent and bent slightly, coughed lightly several times, and the sea breeze penetrated the bones, and turned his head around.

I determined a boulder that had been weathered by the wind and waves, and sat on it without fear of getting wet, panting heavily, looking uncomfortable.

Maybe that's a sign of imminent death, right?

Perhaps, or perhaps it represents another rebirth.

The pole of life is death, and the pole of death is life.

Thundered.

The sky in the distance lit up with a huge whirlpool, and the poured sea water was reflected one after another, Hao Jian smiled bitterly, and made a very difficult gesture to raise his hand.

In the distance, a lot of small black dots appeared in the sky, and those were all martial artists, and they all jumped towards an expanding point.

Hao Jian recalled, wasn't he the same a hundred years ago?

With a lot of enthusiasm and proud feelings, he entered the secret realm of Jiuqu, the brilliance scattered on Hao Jian's body, and his trembling hands slowly fell, Hao Jian felt that he was very tired, very tired......

Where have all your ambitions gone?

What is you like now?

The interrogation made Hao Jian very remorseful.

Who are you?

Am I Hao Jian?

Am I a warrior from the Kyushu Continent?

Maybe yes or maybe not, at this time, Hao Jian's eyes are no longer important.

From stepping into the path of cultivation, and then a rebellious talent.

and then went through the secret realm of nine songs, killed the Quartet, Qingzhou Tianjiao Dabi, was unwilling to lose, and his cultivation was regressive and his talent was lost, maybe he didn't pay attention to it.

yes, never in the eye.

Retreating to the mountains, all he can do may be to seek the epiphany of that day and gain the birth of his heart.

Later, Zhuge Yunxi came to the door, which seemed to revolve around a point, perhaps this point is called fate......

Ascend to the Peak.

Zhuge Yunxi transferred most of his talent to cultivate.

The heart is dead, lonely, and unwilling......

Now that a hundred years have passed, he Hao Jianshou is approaching, and it is time to face the fact of death.

The sun flies, yesterday reappears, a hundred days are glorious, and ten thousand days are in the glory.

The heart is dead, the mourning, the pain, the love and hate, the love and hatred, don't pay attention...... All these emotions Hao Jian has experienced all these emotions one by one.

The martial arts world is deceitful, intriguing, indifferent and ruthless, and can turn his back on everything for his own strength, Hao Jian has also witnessed it with his own eyes.

Where are there any flowers blooming in the world of martial arts, where are there any fresh clothes and angry horses, but they are just a group of humble existences, and the dark and hazy world has no sincerity, all of which Hao Jian has also seen.

A hundred years may be just a moment of waving a finger in the eyes of some people, but here in Hao Jian, it should be an eternal time.

He relayed his life, and it was absolutely wonderful.

He once looked down on the entire Qingzhou Tianjiao, he used to be proud of the Nine Heavens, he also did mortal dust as humble dust, he recognized the sinister nature of human nature.

In the ups and downs, living in one conspiracy after another.

Perhaps the happiest thing here in Hao Jian is the decades of deep mountain years, at least he lived the way he wanted.

However, there is no going back to those years!

Yesterday is gone, and there is no way to make up for it forever.

The ups and downs of his life, Hao Jian has experienced it twice, and if he rests on someone else's body, he may not be able to withstand this, and he will die a long time ago.

But Hao Jian is different, he is not that kind of person, no matter what kind of ordeal he has experienced, he will not choose to bow his head, although he does not have the proud talent before he came, but he has a proud bone, and he can't bend the proud bone!

As soon as he drove it, Hao Jian kept walking.

If you ask Hao Jian, do you regret it?

He can only hate but not regret it, because in the time of this life, Hao Jian has seen too many people or things and seen through many truths.

The deadline is approaching, even if he did not fulfill his dream of reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, but at least in this world, he left his own legend in the Qingzhou Continent, which is the only remaining legend......

The white light that appeared in the sea in the distance lit up a confusing light, disrupting Hao Jian's thoughts.

A scribbled voice suddenly echoed in Hao Jian's mind.

"Earth Soul, have you forgotten who you are?"

Earth Soul ......

These two words kept echoing in his mind, as if they were deeply pierced into Hao Jian's mind, and he couldn't erase them no matter what.

He was a little familiar, and a little eager to miss, as if Hao Jian remembered a lot of things.

No, maybe these things have always been in his mind, never dissipated, but were deliberately erased......

"Earth Soul ......"

"Nine Heavens Venerable ......"

In an instant, a trace of tears appeared in Hao Jian's eyes, which were gathered in his eyes for a while, and did not fall.

In a trance, Hao Jian seemed to see a figure from a distance, standing in front of him, with a blurred face facing him.

At this time, Hao Jian could no longer suppress the tears in his eyes.

Like sprinkling water, the pouring fall, perhaps tears, washed Hao Jian completely, and let him slowly wake up from unreality.

"I am Hao Jian, the reincarnation of Jiuxiao Tianzun, the Hao Jian who is destined to look down on the world!"

"Ahh

Suddenly, Hao Jian stood up directly from the boulder below, his eyes radiating a trace of star-like brilliance.

Towards the distant sky, he roared angrily, conveying the glitz of the other side and shocking the clouds.

And at this moment, Hao Jian is no longer an old man who walks like a rotten wood, he has faded away from the decay of his life, and has a little more mortal atmosphere, and he has returned to the previous fickle Hao Jian, the earth soul Hao Jian with atmospheric luck.

"It turned out to be ......"