The autumn wind is bleak, and the grass and trees are shaken down.

It's almost winter.

The night returnee smiled very reluctantly.

It's uglier than crying.

Xu Lai wants to go to prison.

It's a joke.

Countless cultivators from top to bottom throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, including those great figures who created and passed through the mysteries, if anyone dared to go to the heavenly prison casually, who could go to the heavenly prison casually, only the one back then could do it.

Except for him, even the current emperor, master, and Taoist are not good.

He can go down casually, but that doesn't mean that he can go down if he sends someone randomly.

Ye Guiren didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the cultivation world, but he also knew about Danhui, and he had heard of Xu Lai's name not long ago.

But he didn't know that this was Xu Lai.

It doesn't matter if it's Xu Lai or not.

What matters is where Xu Lai is going.

"It's impossible. The Night Returner said bitterly, "I know that you may have something very important, maybe you have a way to get His Majesty's warrant, but you still have to have the warrants of those old monsters in the Xuan Realm. Otherwise, Cui Wei won't let you go down, and Si Ye will kill you. ”

"You call them old monsters?"

The night returnees smiled more bitterly.

Although he was already in a fugue, his mind was not on cultivation, and he did not have any talent for cultivation.

The Night Returner thought that Xu Lai didn't know, so he explained, "You may not know about Si Ye, he is different from the other three holy beasts. No matter who it is, as long as he enters the prison without His Majesty's decree, Si Ye can be executed at will, and even His Majesty can't hold him accountable for this. Not to mention Si Ye, even if I am willing to take you down, Cui Wei will not agree. ”

The heavenly prison is at the bottom of the Sword Pavilion.

Divided.

The top belongs to Cui Wei.

The following is under the management of the night.

One up and one down, the difference between life and death.

Xu Lai shook his head, "I just said that I wanted to go down, I was to inform you, I didn't say that you would take me down." ”

The Night Returner was shocked, "What do you mean ......?"

Xu Lai said, "Take me to your house." ”

......

......

Many have doubted that Xu Lai is the son of a big man.

What does it mean to play this move?

Night drop-offs are now the same suspicions.

But he thinks a little deeper than everyone else, because he knows better.

He sent him to prison.

If that one is well, how can he need to take people down? With the immortal power of that sword, who in the Terran Dynasty dares to say a word.

The sword was broken.

Did the person fold?

The night send-off guest couldn't help but think about it, but he didn't dare to think too deeply.

The incident of that year, the Great Zhou Dynasty really couldn't afford to bear it again.

Fortunately, the relationship between that person and His Majesty has always been harmonious.

Although it is an imperial history, the house is also very large, but it is vain, and the layout of the house is extremely simple.

There are only three or five people.

Some people don't really practice for the sake of cultivating.

Some people are officials, but they don't really want to be rich.

Seeing that Xu Lai's footsteps stopped, the night send-off guest hesitated, "What else do you command?"

Xu Lai said, "The third room on the right, take everyone else away." ”

The night delivery guest was shocked.

That person even told him about it?

Is he really the son of the one who has fallen into it?

After that incident, he was promoted to the imperial history, and even this house was rewarded by the imperial court.

It's about the court, but the night send-off guest understands who it means.

has been a royal historian for more than 200 years, although he is poor, there are several subordinates in his family. But only this wing room was always cleaned by him himself.

These are the exact words of the One.

Xu Lai stood quietly at the door of the wing.

The night send-off guest stood behind him.

"I can't let anyone in and disturb me until I come out, including you. ”

It turned out that the one had already left behind.

It turned out that the real purpose of putting him here was not Cui Wei, but the prison.

He didn't even know the mystery in the wing, and he had hidden it from him for more than 200 years.

The night delivery guest sighed in his heart, but said, "How long will it take?"

Xu Lai said, "Half a year, maybe a year." If I haven't come out in a year, you don't have to wait. ”

Hearing this sentence shocked the night send-off.

He keenly caught something.

Will the son of that person not be able to come out?

But he didn't break it, just said respectfully, "Don't worry, within a year, as long as my old bones are still there, no one will be able to enter this room." ”

Xu Lai walked in.

Xu Lai is a fallen son, why is he not?

Who isn't?

......

......

There have been a lot of things going on in the cultivation world in the past few years.

Guozi Jian received a Mandate of Heaven.

Qi Ping and Yu Wangui have broken through to the realm of unity among the younger generation, and their prospects are immeasurable. If nothing else, it will definitely be the leader of the Guozijian and the Seven Star Sect hundreds of years later.

Danhui Lu Yun and Lan Jingyun shined, and Xu Lai defeated Yuan Jing'er to win the championship in one fell swoop.

Although there is an undercurrent surging under the surface of the water, at least on the surface, Da Zhou's generation is still full of talents. Hundreds of years later, it may not be possible to produce a pillar of optimus like Uncle Xiaohuang's Great Zhou Dynasty.

It's just that......

The ghost clan and the city of good sight, will it give the Great Zhou Dynasty hundreds of years?

This is a question that no one knows.

After Xu Lai went north alone, no one knew.

So he wants to buy time for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

So he had to go to prison.

......

The true yuan was poured in, the formation lit up, and Xu Lai's figure suddenly blurred.

More than 200 years ago, he didn't expect that he could still use it just in case.

This formation can only last for three hundred years.

These are the last few years.

After the figure disappeared, Xu Lai felt that it was pitch black in front of him, like chaos, and everything was nothing.

The formation is still useful.

Xu Lai exhaled lightly.

He never thought that he would use this back hand, so the formation layout was a little careless, but fortunately it was not a big deal.

This went on for an unknown amount of time, and a little light appeared in front of me.

A small mouthful.

The light blooms and begins to grow bigger.

But it still makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

And then there was a mountain.

Finally a little more comfortable.

After another moment, there was a sudden feeling of enlightenment.

The land is flat, and the houses are like houses.

This is not a paradise.

It's like a paradise.

The main road and the small road intersect, the chickens and dogs smell each other, the rice flowers and cauliflower are fragrant, and the fruit insects and cicadas sing in unison.

At this time, Xu Lai knew that he had succeeded.

He came in.

Of course, flowers are not real flowers, roads are certainly not real roads, and chicken dogs are not real chicken dogs.

But none of that matters.

But the man was a real man.

Xu Lai's arrival did not hide from that person.

Here, no one can hide from that person. Including Si Ye, including the God Emperor, including Zu Wu and this generation of ghost kings, and also including the original Xu Lai.

It seems to be to welcome Xu Lai's arrival.

In those thatched huts, many farmhouses came out of the same way and began to cultivate. At noon, farming at this time is not actually happy, but fortunately, there are many people, and when they are tired, they will take a breath twice, rest for a while, and talk about some homely things, but it is also better to be at ease and self-sufficient.

The peasant woman hoeed the grass, and the peasant woman picked up the grass that she had hoeed and put it together, and called twice, and the chickens came. Ordinary farmers are naturally reluctant to give the grains to the chickens, so the pests on these weeds that the farmers do not like have become the best food source for the chickens who crow.

Fresh and smart, a full meal.

Instead, the day is sinking westward, and the figure is oblique.

A few of the farmers took up their hoes and looked quite satisfied with the day's work. So the wrinkled face showed a little honest smile, and leaned the hoes together, thinking that he was talking about the shortcomings of the Zhang family, the Li family, and the three toads and six eyes.

While the farmer was talking, the peasant woman went to prepare the meal. A chicken that had eaten a full meal in the afternoon unfortunately became fresh meat on the farmer's chopping board in the evening.

A piping hot chicken broth.

The farmer who had slaughtered the chicken called for friends and ran to tell each other, and suddenly seven or eight people gathered in front of the house. A few people gathered around the hot, steaming chicken soup.

The dog had already sensed something, and could not even sit steadily, and was impatient on the side, constantly wagging its tail and pacing back and forth, looking at it.

Xu Lai watched quietly.

Even if a dog wags its tail, it can't eat chicken. But even if it's a small piece of bone that a farmer spits out when he's happy, or a chicken head that he finds tasteless to eat, it's enough for a dog to gobble up.

After the chickens are eaten, the sun is about to go down, and the day is about to pass.

The farmers had to rest, and some of the pampered dogs were allowed to enter the house, but most of them just lay on their stomachs outside the door, taking on the mission that a dog should complete.

Of course, the story doesn't end like this.

Just as the sun was about to set completely, a bright light shone through the sky.

It's sword light.

After the sword light, a figure came with a sword.

It's Xu Lai.

......

Naturally, it was Xu Lai.

Naturally, it's not Xu Lai on the ground.

With every flash of sword light, a figure fell.

The fish intestine sword is extremely sharp, so sharp that it is difficult to even stain with blood.

Everything is just electric flint.

Several people fell one after another, and only then did the farmers and peasant women react.

And so there was a cry and a wail.

Time had passed so fast that their brains hadn't made them beg for mercy.

The big dog had just finished eating a chicken head, and saw his master fall under a pool of blood, with his hair counted down, his tail erect, and his wood was fierce, ready to move.

The next moment, the corpse of the big dog separated.

Eventually, some of the peasants reacted, and they began to beg for mercy. The urgency made them sway their legs, and they had lost the instinct to run.

His face was reflected on the blade of the fish intestine, and Xu Lai's face was expressionless.

Looking at himself like a demon god in the sky, Xu Lai was expressionless.

The Peach Blossom Paradise is no longer the Peach Blossom Spring.

Bleeding and drifting, countless corpses ambushed.

The sun has set, and there is no more daylight.

Xu Lai or Xu Lai.

The story ends.

The illusion dissipated.

A middle-aged man with a pale face but a very graceful and luxurious face was revealed.

His face was bloodless, and his clothes were tattered, but they were clean and tidy.

Such clothes, of course, are not luxurious.

What is luxurious is his temperament, his eyes, and his every move.

If Master Guan and Master Xuan were here, they would find that the middle-aged man's sometimes inadvertent expression was very similar to Xu Lai.

It's all careless, it's all deaf ears, and it's all as calm as water.

It's just that no matter how calm his heart is, when he finds out that Xu Lai has come here, he is destined to not be quiet.

So the middle-aged man laughed.

"Long time no see. ”