In the moment of conversation between the two people and beasts with their own ghosts, Ning Feng didn't know that his future trajectory began to be quietly changed, but when he woke up, he felt that the old wolf grandfather looked at him very strangely, confused, expectant, indifferent or caring, very complicated, like the last glance of life and death parting, his heart suddenly empty, as if something precious was about to disappear, this feeling even woke up Huo Ran, the little wolf who was sleeping and connected with his heart.

The old wolf looked away, and the wrinkled old face became more and more dull, it knew that its life was nearing the end, it could spend ten years to repair the serious injuries in its body, but it could not repair the wounds of the Great Dao, its vitality was already on the verge of death.

It's a pity that I won't be able to see the day these two children gallop across the continent!

As if he had a premonition, Ning Feng didn't go out for the next few days, so he silently stayed by the old wolf's side, staring at the starry sky quietly with the old wolf.

Ten days later, at night, a bright star fell in the southern sky, like a meteor across the sky, and after a while, a colorful light rose to the sky, and this end of the 100,000 mountains boiled!

The vision of heaven and earth, there must be a great treasure in the world soon, this is what all cultivators think, and it is also the common sense that almost everyone has. So, overnight, the big and small forces close to the mountain were completely boiling, and they secretly dispatched troops and quietly sent experts to investigate.

Only those families with more profound backgrounds hesitated for a moment, like that kind of vision, ordinary masters going to it is nothing more than sending them to death, but if they rashly let the first-class strong people of the family go, they must be prepared for casualties, but if they don't send people and wait for their enemies to seize the treasure, it is absolutely impossible.

In the hustle and bustle of the green building, a handsome young man hugged left and right, smiling debauchery and arrogance, but his eyes were always fixed on the two closed-eyed twins standing by the window in the room.

A person on the left has black hair like ink, a sword wound on the left side of his face is very dazzling, a person on the right is silver-haired and black-clothed, and a knife wound on the right face is also shocking, but Rao is so, the two of them are more than ninety years similar, these are two very strange people, in the hustle and bustle, but at the same time facing the window, looking up at the starry sky, but at the same time closing their eyes, and even the demeanor and movements of the two are somewhat similar.

The two of them suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, staring at the direction of the mountain with a bright eye, and without saying a word, the handsome young man disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving behind the two women who accompanied the wine before they reacted, and the old bustard who was twisting his waist with a wine jug and pushing the door.

Before the old bustard who wanted to scream screamed, a huge thing suddenly smashed on her head, and she was about to scold, but when she saw it clearly, she suddenly smiled, and continued to twist her waist and walk away as if nothing happened.

Before, he was hugging the warm fragrant nephrite left and right, but suddenly there was no ghost in the darkness around him, and the handsome young man couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and immediately scolded.

"What are you two doing, you fight to the death on weekdays, why do you have such a tacit understanding when you come to fix me? I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I run to this bird place, you guys are sick!"

"Shut up!" the two said in unison, then looked at each other and snorted.

"Tell me clearly, why are you here? Otherwise, the master won't leave today!, my poor mother, look at what these two dogs are, it's really not worth it for you!" Speaking of the back, this guy still pretended to squeeze out a few tears.

The two twins were silent for a while, and one of the white-haired men spoke: "Naturally, we will not harm you, and soon there will be a great opportunity in this mountain, and we hope that you will be able to obtain this creation." ”

When the young man heard this, he immediately became energetic, pointed to the two siblings and asked seriously: "Great opportunity, then can I beat you all over the ground to find teeth after I get it?"

The two shook their heads at the same time, and their expressions didn't even change at all, and the handsome young man was stunned when he heard it.

"It's a great opportunity, it's boring!" After speaking, he hummed a little song to himself, and stepped into the mountain with arrogant steps.

On the top of the mountains, the clouds and mist were filled, and on the edge of a bamboo forest, a group of old men stared at the vision of heaven and earth with excited expressions, and one of them said respectfully to the figure in the cloth cloth in the bamboo forest.

"Teacher, your prophecy has come true, the power of Nanchuan has fallen, a hundred stars have gathered, and the destined person of our academy you said has been born!" The old men talked a lot, looking at the bowed back with respectful expressions.

The back turned slowly, but it was a scholar who had been in his hands for ten years, and he put down the water scoop in his hand at will, which suddenly stirred up layers of splashes.

"Do you see clearly?"

The old men didn't know why, and the previous person humbly asked again: "I hope the teacher will teach." Everyone bowed in unison.

The scholar smiled slightly, an invisible force lifted everyone, and then looked at the wooden bucket and sighed: "Look at this bucket and the wooden scoop, I put it down casually and the water is still splashing, if it is deliberately stirred, won't the water overflow?"

"Teacher, is this asking us not to interfere?" someone asked in a low voice.

The scholar nodded, shook his head again, and then poured the water from the bucket into the stream beside the bamboo forest, and then threw the wooden scoop into it.

"Did you see it clearly this time?"

"Ask the teacher to teach. The crowd was still confused.

"You, you have been trapped in the mountains for many years to realize the Tao, but your thoughts are not as sharp as your trouble-loving little junior brother. You see, this time I threw the wooden scoop into the stream, and the splash was even bigger, but you still don't understand, do you know why?"

The group of old men bowed their heads in shame, and none of them had an impatient look, which showed the status of scholars in their hearts.

"That's because the place is different, although the barrel is regular, but the place is too small, and the stream is bigger, but the splash caused by the wooden scoop is undoubtedly a drop in the ocean compared to the fish swimming in the water. If a peerless sword is not carefully polished, where will it have the power to dominate the world? You see, on that day, the stars and the moon are beautiful, but there will always be a time when day and night alternate. The prosperous era is also a troubled era, the heroes rise together, the sky is proud, our destined people, but it is not a reason for you to slack off yourself and put your hope on others. ”

"The teacher reprimanded us for going astray and misinterpreting the teacher's words. The old men were ashamed, and bowed even lower.

The scholar sighed: "I'm going into retreat, I don't know how many years and months I have to go into retreat, if I'm not there, you can discuss matters big and small in the academy, if you can't get along, ask your junior brother's opinion, his words are what I mean." Okay, let's all disperse. ”

Everyone bowed down and retreated, but a few people wanted to speak and stopped, and finally retreated silently.

Everyone left quietly, and the scholar suddenly bowed to the other side of the mountain, and said to himself: "Seniors go all the way." ”

In a liquor store, a drunkard gestured with his left hand and his right hand, and the drinkers were accustomed to it, and they didn't take him to heart, but he drank and drank, and suddenly tilted his head, and fell asleep on the ground, and the owner of the shop, who was still drinking, seemed to have known for a long time, and took out a quilt from the counter and covered it with the drinker.

The owner of the inn is a young woman, and strangely enough, some people think she is very ugly, which has become a great anecdote for diners near and far, but everyone is very unified, she is very kind-hearted.

She treats people sincerely, never looks at the appearance of a person's birth, and even a wandering sloppy old man who has been eating and drinking for nearly a month like a drunkard, she will actually take the initiative to send a futon, a very strange woman.

Some people say that she has been open for ten years, but there has been no change at all, except for her controversial appearance, and her spotless white clothes for ten years.

"Little Miss Ai, this old guy has no face and no skin, why do you give him something to keep warm, I think he will freeze to death." "There are neighbors who seem to be holding grudges and pointing at the drunkards.

"The old man is very pitiful, you don't know, he has to cry alone for a long time in the middle of the night. The voice is pleasant and light, and the person who is in a stirring mood will calm down when he hears it.

"He just pretended to be pitiful and deceived you, this little girl, how many years has my aunt lived, I don't know how many people like this kind of person have seen!"

"But......" Before the woman's words could be finished, the drunkard lying on the ground suddenly jumped up like a corpse, and pointed in the direction of the mountain with his right hand trembling. He yelled in a mournful tone.

"Dead, haha, dead again!" Suddenly he wiped his snot and tears and laughed, filled the wine glass on the table, then took it up and bowed it to the mountain, then poured the wine on the ground, and he held the wine jug and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's good to die! Death is a cool summer night, for people to sleep without worry! Come, I respect you, the spring flowers will bloom in the coming year, everyone will be drunk, I still remember you, hahaha......"

......

On the side of the waterfall, there is a low grave, an old man lies inside, and a man and a wolf are kneeling outside, plus a blue figure.

The old wolf was gone, very calm, neither great sorrow nor great joy, but he took Ning Feng and the little wolf into his arms with affection, touched their heads, looked up and forgot to look at the endless starry sky, and fixed his movements forever at that moment with a kind smile.

The little wolf cried very sadly, Ning Feng cried a lot, only the blue figure stood aside heartlessly, as if thinking about something.

In fact, in the past ten years, the old wolf has not only told Ning Feng and the little wolf about his Dao injury, but when it comes to this day, they still can't accept it.

"What are you crying about? Can you still ...... that old thing? Ahem, the old-timers can't cry. Seeing the gaze of a man and a wolf eating people, the blue figure hurriedly corrected it and continued, "Actually, you don't have to be too pessimistic, you don't have to be too pessimistic, you have cultivated to such a point, in fact, it is very difficult to really die, what kind of eyes do you ......have?"

The little wolf and Ning Feng pounced on him, staring at him expectantly, and the blue figure was completely defeated.

"When the beast clan dies, the soul power will return to the arms of the beast god when the body is completely rotten, so what, I'm not disrespecting your beast god here, but to say a fact, that is, the so-called beast god is a lie, in fact, it is a power of faith, as long as it ...... Forget it, you have to kill me, or don't say it!"

"Say!" Ning Feng stared at him viciously, and so did the little wolf.

"If you tell me to say it, then I'll say it......! The old-timers dug it out, then boiled it and ate it, you must know that the soul power of a strong man like him is a great supplement...... Oh no, I mean we seal his soul power in our bodies and ......"

"Are you still human!? Ning Feng was furious, and pulled out the broken sword behind him and slashed over.

The blue figure thought to himself, Xiaoxiao, the master is a soul body, what can you do to me.

"Uh......" Someone sadly found that his body actually became weaker and weaker the moment he touched the broken sword, he panicked, and couldn't help but tremble: "The Nine Swords of the Heavens?