The wind and rain have stopped.

Set up a bonfire at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone sat around the campfire.

Shi Tengguo's 50,000 border soldiers and horses did not make any other moves after retreating for fifteen miles, and it seemed that the Ding clan was still wary and did not want to risk his life.

Ye Fan and Zhao Yongchang had already woken up, but the former's face was not relaxed.

Ye Fan only said, "Thank you." ”

Cui Feng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Ye Fan and the others, and Ye Fan accepted it without thinking.

The previous battle with Yuan Chengshan had left quite serious injuries, and after that, he built the Great Sumeru Array with two purposes, and the aura had already dried up.

Guan Zishi glanced at Ye Fan, who was about to stop talking after eating the pill, and asked with a smile, "Is it confusing?"

Ye Fan nodded, "In my opinion, I shouldn't have any value to make the two of you help so much." ”

Guan Zishi said slowly: "Is this really the case?"

Ye Fan closed his eyes tightly, and his expression was sad.

Guan Zishi sat down cross-legged and let the rain flow to the ground, "It seems that you have noticed." ”

Ye Fan opened his eyes and stared at the bald young man in front of him, "That woman surnamed Huang who fell from the sky, why did she make another move to put that bronze tripod into the secret realm? Tell me the truth, do you know?"

Guan Zishi sighed, scratched his bald head, and then looked at Cui Feng, who was a little weak-hearted.

Ye Fan turned his head and glared.

Cui Feng's expression was even more embarrassed, his right hand nervously rubbed the sword on his waist, and said: "Don't look at me like that, I only know some fur, but I just heard my old man say that this time it should be a major reshuffle of the Holy Water Secret Realm, the bronze tripod here is used to clean Chu Mo's group of local masters in the secret realm, and the one one hundred and fifty miles away is used to clean the ordinary mortals here." ”

Speaking of this, even Cui Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and looked at Ye Fan with a weak heart before continuing: "If someone refines that bronze tripod, or takes away all the Tianyan holy water in the tripod, the mortals in the secret realm will have at least three layers of casualties......"

Ye Fan's eyes widened suddenly, and his murderous aura skyrocketed, but he didn't realize that Jiuxiaotian had been pressed under Guan Zishi's palm and had not been handed back to him.

Zhao Yongchang didn't suffer much injury, but his whole body was dry, his mind was tired, and his face was pale, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw Ye Fan's strange appearance at this time.

Guan Zishi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "If your mood is bad, what kind of sword will you practice in the future?" You Ye Fan have this ability, I think you don't need to learn swords at all, and you can't go to the highest place in this virtue." I also feel sorry for the heavens and thinks that I have a vice bodhisattva heart, I haven't read two books, and I haven't thought about how to solve the problem in this nameless fire, a little out of luck!"

Ye Fan trembled his lips and took a deep breath.

Guan Zishi glanced at Cui Feng, who was about to speak next to him, and motioned to him not to interject with his eyes, and then said indifferently: "With such a state of mind to fight the enemy, you will die." If you really want to die, find a cool place to die, and don't hold us back. ”

Ye Fan raised his head suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

At this time, although Ye Fan's face was very bad, his mood changed sharply, and he had improved a little, and he lost the slightest murderous aura, Guan Zishi let go of his right hand, handed Jiuxiaotian back to Ye Fan, and said with a smile: "What, just allow you Ye Fan to set fire, and don't allow the two of us to light a small oil lamp." ”

After the rain, the base of the mountain is damp, and the campfire brings some warmth.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment at first, and then not

Considering his own situation, he struggled to get up, and he was deeply disgusted with Guan Zishi and Cui Feng, and he couldn't afford it for a long time.

"Ye Fan, for the tens of millions of people in the world, thank you for your help. ”

Guan Zishi got up and accepted this salute, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop Cui Feng, who wanted to step forward to support Ye Fan, and after a while, he lifted Ye Fan up and said with a smile: "I, Guan Zishi, also thank you for the creatures of this world." ”

"Also, the bronze tripod one hundred and fifty miles away will not appear in a day, Tong Yi must have taken the lead in laying out the means, and the most important thing now is to recover from the injury, and time is running out. ”

Ye Fan's lips trembled, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It turns out that on this road, he is not alone, and there are many companions who are moving forward bravely.

Zhao Yongchang suddenly snorted and cried, and said with tears in his eyes beside him: "Fanzi, bald, and the one who plays the sword, you... You guys are really, so touching...."

Guan Zishi tugged at the corners of his mouth and asked, "Your friend?"

Ye Fan hurriedly turned his head and cleared up the relationship with Zhao Yongchang, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know him." ”

......

......

Two days ago.

At the foot of the beautiful scenery but full of devastation at the foot of Qianfengling Mountain, the breeze was slow, slowly blowing on the pothole-ridden land, and a middle-aged man opened his eyes.

Looking at the picture in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed, and he gradually came to his senses and understood what was happening.

In this life, he stayed for seventy-eight years.

The middle-aged man, who was already covered in tattered clothes, looked at the top of the mountain not far away, and found that the thing was different from when he first entered.

The sun that had fallen from the zenith shone on him, constantly changing, and there was silence all around, not even the sound of cicadas.

The middle-aged man's gaze wandered around, instinctively wary of acquaintances who might be attacking.

Suddenly, he realized that he was no longer Chu Mo.

He was a little stunned.

This feeling is very complicated and cannot be described in words, if it is experienced by ordinary people who are not strong-willed, they will probably go crazy, or immerse themselves in it, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

Practitioners are relatively better, and it is still difficult for them to become fully awake in a short period of time.

But the middle-aged man had only a quarter of an hour to get his mood in order, and only let out a long sigh.

The breeze was like an invisible giant hand, slowly pushing the messy dirt and gravel around it.

In this life, he is alive and well.

There is no thunder method in the world of the Holy Water Secret Realm, if he hadn't come here, or if other cultivators had left their cultivation methods here, or in thousands of years, there would be no thunder law.

He forgot all the past events, and naturally forgot what he had learned in a hundred years, but in the process of practicing reading and killing, he actually created the Lei Fa by himself.

The so-called avenue can be the same origin of all laws, or it can be a mirror into all things, which is really mysterious.

In the Hongmeng world, a middle-aged man is equivalent to starting a sect and establishing a sect and sharing a share of the luck of heaven and earth.

Of course, it is also possible that he was influenced by his past life deep in the Dao heart to create the thunder method here, but he can still be called shocking.

"If a person deserves to die, he will really die, and the way of the world will be much simpler, but unfortunately it can't always be like this. ”

His expression was a little indifferent.

Then the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the sky, and muttered, "You did almost kill me, just like Dang."

Your Majesty, you are very talented, your means are very strong, and you also have scheming, but you have forgotten that on the avenue, there is no shortage of ruthless people. ”

"I forgot something, I forgot it completely, so I couldn't avoid going down this dead end. ”

Countless broken images were produced in his mind, which were memories as majestic as waves.

"I think a lot, out there, I'm me, in this world, I'm still me. ”

He sat in a pool of blood.

Burst out laughing.

The laughter echoed in all directions, and the aftermath lingered for a long time.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes gently.

A very soft pop.

All around was a sea of fire.

Hundreds of unidentified men in black poured into a city and slashed at each other.

The more than 100 sergeants armed with long swords tried to resist and then counterattacked.

The rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the blood stained the city walls red, and there were screams of pain, screams, and even crying.

Faced with an enemy who was far superior to him in strength and numbers, the soldiers who spontaneously organized themselves picked up everything that could be used as weapons around them and got up to meet them.

Fierce battles lasted a long time.

None of the thousands of civilian soldiers stopped fighting until they died.

They fell in the bolts of the crossbows, fell under the long knives, fell in pools of blood, and died.

The Man in Black won the victory with very few casualties.

The city was full of corpses and the smell of blood, which attracted a lot of flies and a buzzing sound, which was very disturbing.

The men in black dug a big pit outside the city, threw all the corpses into it, and poured several buckets of tung oil on it, and then set it on fire.

The fire was very large, producing vast black smoke, which burned for a long time and was not extinguished until the next day.

The sky was blood-colored, and there were a few bits of black ink.

The men in black didn't stay long, and hurried to other places.

Liangzhou City is the southern fortress of Shiteng Kingdom, which is directly under the jurisdiction of the prime minister of the current dynasty.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and stood up.

He was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and he was covered in blood, and he looked like a wild man.

He looked at Liangzhou City in the distance and did not speak.

People are often afraid of what they keep talking about.

Are you afraid that you will try your best and end up in vain?

He thought back to the years he had gone through in his life, and was silent for a long time.

What he is most concerned about is not the ownership of the bronze tripod after his death, because the ending is already under control, and what he wants to know is another thing.

What is the relationship between Ye Fan and that person?

He had forgotten many things, but he hadn't forgotten the one he had been close to.

The middle-aged man's gaze turned to the north, more than a hundred miles away in Liangzhou City.

There's a tavern there.

The shopkeeper is an acquaintance of his own.

It seems that he has forgotten a lot of things as well.

It's early summer, and the mountains are green and green, and when the sun shines on them, there seem to be countless points of light jumping in between.

At the top of another mountain in the distance, there is a temple faintly on the top.

His gaze did not leave for a long time.

What does that poem come about?

Sleeved back under the hut, let him gulls and birds float and sink.

It's a bit of a mood.

PS: Everyone should try to go out as much as possible, wash their hands more, wear a mask when they go out, and the body is the most important thing.