Early morning.

Everything wakes up, the red sun rises in the east, and the early sun shines through the clouds, sprinkling a little morning glow on the earth!

In the forest, the grass is green, the flowers are delicate, the trees are lush, and the nectar is dotted, like pearls jumping into it.

In the distance, magpies dance around the branches, chirping, and the crisp sound is endless, as if telling the beauty of this early morning.

Zhongzhou, located in the center of the Tianxuan Continent and the hub of the entire continent, has been known as the first state in the world for tens of thousands of years.

Jiuxian Mountain, located in Zhongzhou, is known as the fairy mountain and the pure land, and the place where the mythical color and the legend of flying immortals are the strongest.

It has an excellent geographical location, sitting on the ancestral veins of the earth, with a rich fairy aura, almost substantial. Nine huge peaks, reaching into the sky, connect the sky to the earth.

At the top of the mountain where the sea of clouds churns, a pavilion like a fairy pavilion leaks.

The seemingly magnificent fairy peak, the country of suspected immortals, and the residence of the gods, are fascinating.

The thick aura that drifts at will, as if it has life, plays in the mountains, chasing each other.

Even the mountain spring flowing out of the mountains is called the fine wine of the immortals and the spiritual spring of God's gift by the disciples.

This kind of immortal cave is the source of the dreams of all the monks in this world, and it is also the goal that drives them to struggle, and even the major races such as the overseas immortal island, the demon clan, and the sea clan are also blushing.

Nine Immortal Mountain, nine huge immortal peaks stand in the clouds, and at the top of each immortal peak, there is a mythical existence inhabited by each immortal peak.

Chuanyun Peak, the first peak of Jiuxian Mountain.

At this time, a middle-aged man, dressed in a gray robe, stood with his hands in his hands, standing quietly on a bluestone on the edge of the cliff, looking towards the depths of the sea of clouds.

The breeze blows the man's robe, the hunt sounds, and behind him, snow-colored filaments dance with the wind and float behind his shoulders.

The slightly vicissitudes of life in the eyes reveal the traces of the years, and the axe-like face, leaving behind a trace of lingering sadness and sadness.

The clear spring and bright moon hang smoke willows, and then look back, it is already a dream person.

The stars reflect the sea, don't be sad, the old things have become empty.

Walking in the world, watching the red dust, only that spring water, always flowing eastward.

Sigh life, sad clutch, a breeze rolling filament.

Life can be happy, death can be loved, only a bloody burial song .......

This is an extremely powerful man and a man with a story!

"Alas!"

The man in gray sighed lightly, and his low and vicissitudes of life sounded, and the meaning of sadness was very strong.

His eyes were attentive, his pupils were blazing, he glanced at the churning sea of clouds in front of him, and said, "You...... Why?"

The words fell, and the sea of clouds churned violently, and then, the figure of an old man appeared, his face was wrinkled, his body was thin, and he was hugging his body, giving people the feeling that a gust of wind could blow him down.

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stepped in the air, and then, he opened his mouth and asked, "Senior Brother Changfeng, how are you doing?"

The junior brother of Changfeng in his mouth is none other than the man in gray in front of him, the man in gray is surnamed Yan Changfeng, and he is the junior brother of this old man.

Yan Changfeng didn't speak, and continued to look at the sea of clouds!

The old man didn't care, he knew the temperament of his junior brother very well, and spoke again, and said: "It's been five hundred years, why haven't you put it down?"

"Seeing me today, just to say this?" Yan Changfeng did not answer the old man's question directly, but looked at the old man and asked rhetorically, in his words, there was a little cold, as if the old man mentioned the sad past that he did not want to touch!

This question made the old man fall into silence .......

Between the two, they were silent for a long time, just looking at each other quietly.

Not long after, the old man spoke, and said to the Changfeng junior brother in front of him, "Let's talk about something else!"

Yan Changfeng glanced at the old man, and his cold words sounded, "You...... It's for last night's events. ”

When he speaks of last night's events, he refers to the effects of the five artifacts when they were tribulated.

The old man didn't mind the tone of Yan Changfeng's words, but turned his head to look in the direction of Qingzhou, then nodded and hummed.

He spoke again and said, "I had doubts last night, and my divine sense merged into the Heavenly Mirror to spy on a trace of heavenly opportunity here. At this, the old man paused, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

In fact, what the old man said was suspicious, just some residual memory fragments, he didn't know that he was forcibly cut off a memory last night, because he didn't think about this problem at all, he didn't think that anyone in this world could do it, not arrogant, but hard fists and strong strength.

Then, the old man spoke again, and said the heavenly machine: "I have obtained some guidance from the Heavenly Xuan Mirror;

"When the breath of God descends on the world, it is the day of the catastrophe, and this time it is likely to be a catastrophe that will destroy the world, but there is one person who can overcome this disaster, and this person will appear in Zhongzhou. The old man spoke again and explained.

However, the junior brother in front of him didn't seem to care about these words.

Yan Changfeng's eyes were deep, and he glanced at the old man deeply, and then said. "Now that you have seen through the way of heaven, have you taken any step?"

The old man smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "I only have its shape, but I don't have its god, which step I want to take, it's too difficult, and now I, let alone which step to take, I can't even talk about half a step." After the old man said this, he let out a long sigh, and the pair of brothers fell into silence again......

Not long after, Yan Changfeng was the first to break the silence, and he spoke: "Since I am a person in the world, I should seek things in the world, and I will take action when necessary." ”

Alas......!

The old man sighed!

"Last night's world-destroying thunderstorm, it should be the divine breath referred to in the Tianxuan Mirror, the eventful autumn is approaching, according to the guidance of the Tianxuan Mirror, the robber will appear in Zhongzhou, in the coming troubled times, Jiuxian Mountain will definitely become the core of the whole thing, its location is too special, we don't have to choose. In the future, the people and things we have to face, and the road we have to take, will become extremely difficult. The old man was worried, and his slightly burdensome tone sounded slowly!

Hum......!

Yan Changfeng snorted coldly!

With a wipe of his right hand on his waist, a long black knife suddenly appeared in his hand, which was simple and unpretentious, very ordinary.

And in the scabbard, there was a faint desolate aura, which was very similar to his own aura.

"Those who dare to offend, although they are far away, will be punished!" Yan Changfeng's strong aura was exposed, and his words were very domineering, and he was not arrogant, because his fists were not soft!

"Guarding the Nine Immortal Mountains is my promise to my master, and it is also my oath to her, just like this long knife guards me. After Yan Changfeng finished speaking, he rubbed his hand on the scabbard, and the scabbard began to tremble softly as if in response to him.

"I don't talk about this life, and I don't talk about the next life, as long as I still have a breath in the ....... He didn't make sense to go on with the rest of the words, because those were enough.

After hearing this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth and he began to persuade. "Senior Brother Changfeng, in five hundred years, can't even that trace of obsession in your heart be dissolved? Why are you so persistent, why is this necessary!"

"In seven days, it will be the period of 500 years of Xian'er's burial, I will go to Jinzhou and accompany her for a while!

"Why don't you bury the fairy in the Cloud Piercing Peak!" the old man spoke, puzzled!

"That's where we met, and it's one of her wishes!

"Is that important?" the old man still didn't understand, and continued to ask!

"Something of love, you ...... Never understand!" Yan Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said without reservation.

Forehead.......!!

The old man was speechless for a moment, and his shriveled old face twitched, because he really didn't understand, and he hadn't even experienced the matter of Hongchen.

When he remembered, it was the day of cultivation, and the master told him that as long as he devoted himself to cultivating the Tao, he could achieve immortality, and he dedicated his life to the teacher's sentence "can live forever", he had no regrets, no complaints, this was his own choice, and it was also a promise to his teacher.

At this moment, the old man seemed to feel an embarrassing situation, how could he want to stay any longer, so he casually found a lame reason and ran away!

All of this was seen by Yan Changfeng, his face, which originally had no expression, at this time, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and this smile appeared quickly and disappeared faster.

The emaciated and upright figure still stands quietly on the edge of the cliff, and as far as the eye can see, there is still a sea of clouds that has not changed for thousands of years.

Alas......!

A long sigh sounded. "Troubled times, troubled times coming, is it the sorrow of our waiting, or the opportunity, when will this cage be broken. "Yan Changfeng sighed!

When the words fell, the fairy mist became thicker, and in just a moment, he was completely wrapped and completely hidden.