Moreover, as Gu Hengsheng eagerly wanted to capture the sword intent that flashed in front of him, he felt that his memory was rapidly draining away, becoming more and more blurred.

Why is it so vague?

Is that the ultimate eternal sword intent?

Gu Hengsheng kept deducing in his mind, again and again, and he couldn't imitate the charm of that wisp of sword intent at all.

Void cracks appeared in all directions around it, all of which were caused by the deduction of sword intent.

After exhausting all means, Gu Hengsheng did not find a way to the depths of the path of the sword.

In the end, Gu Hengsheng dimly saw a figure, which was the shadow of the Heaven Hating Sword Immortal.

Gu Hengsheng saw his past as a Heaven Hating Sword Immortal, which was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Where is this going to lead me?"

Gu Hengsheng closed his eyes, his body was motionless, but his mind went to another place.

More than 100,000 years ago, Gu Hengsheng saw a middle-aged man who came to the lakeside with a baby in his arms, and said to himself: "Child, your family is in great trouble, and your parents and relatives have died tragically.

I inherited a favor from your Wu family back then, and I can only protect you here, I hope you have a deep opportunity and can grow up in peace. ”

"Wow......" The baby cried.

"Child, your Wu family is gone, and the previous name can no longer be used.

In the years to come, you will be called Hongchen! Wu Hongchen. ”

The middle-aged man slowly put the swaddling baby next to Bibo Qingtan, and a touch of sadness flashed on his face.

Who is the baby?

Hate the heavenly sword immortal, understand the red dust.

The middle-aged man left the baby by the lake, wounded and left.

"Whose doll is this throwing here?"

Soon after, a gray old man in his nineties walked to the shore of the lake and took the baby in his arms.

This scene is very clear, Gu Hengsheng's spirit involuntarily fluttered into the baby's body, and what he saw was the baby's perspective.

Although Gu Hengsheng inherited the memories of his previous life, it had never been as clear and true as it is now.

Every object is so real and within reach.

This old man is the one who raised the Heavenly Sword Immortal, and it is also the regret of the Heavenly Sword Immortal's life.

"Grandpa, there is no water at home, I'll go to the river and fill some water and come back."

In a simple courtyard, a five-year-old child held a palm-sized bamboo scoop and said to a gray old man in a thatched house.

Gu Hengsheng felt as if he had personally experienced these years, and he remembered everything before very clearly.

"Child, don't be busy, come and talk to grandpa."

The old man looked at the child with a kind face, and his eyes were full of doting.

He has been lonely all his life, and with his children all these years, he has a lot of smiles on his face.

However, the old man was just an ordinary person and had no cultivation.

Therefore, as Wu Hongchen grew up, the old man gradually grew old, and his body movement became more and more sluggish, and it was even difficult to get out of bed.

Today, the old man seemed to feel that he was limited, and he had a little more strength to return to the light, and slowly walked in front of Wu Hongchen, gently stroking his pink cheeks with his old wrinkled hand.

"Child, I'll talk to my grandfather today, and I'm not going anywhere."

The old man sat on the ground, gently holding Wu Hongchen, his voice hoarse and low.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Hongchen seemed to sense that something was wrong with the old man, and asked in a milky voice.

"Grandpa is nothing."

The old man rubbed the child's head and said kindly: "Child, grandpa knows that you don't belong here, and when grandpa is gone, when you grow up, go to the outside world to see!" Perhaps, you can become the monk who can fly to the heavens. ”

"Grandpa, is there really anyone in the world who can fly to the sky?"

Wu Hongchen's eyes lit up, his heart was innocent, and he was a little yearning.

"Yes, grandpa has seen it before, but it's amazing."

The old man replied earnestly.

Wu Hongchen seemed to be very greedy for the feeling of being in the old man's arms, so he couldn't help rubbing his body inside, holding a small powder fist stained with some mud and dust, and said seriously: "Grandpa, then I will work hard to become a monk in the future, and then take grandpa to the sky to see the moon." ”

"Okay, grandpa waits."

The old man coughed lightly and said with a weak smile.

After a while, Wu Hongchen seemed to feel the old man's breath weakening: "Grandpa, are you tired?"

Do you want me to help you go to bed and rest for a while? ”

The old man's eyes were blurred, his head sank, and he faintly heard Wu Hongchen's call in his ears: "Child, grandpa may be leaving." ”

"Let's go?

Where to? ”

Wu Hongchen immediately raised his head and looked at the old man's face, and said very seriously: "Where is Grandpa going?"

Take me with you? ”

"Silly boy, grandpa is going to a far, far away place, and he can't take you with him."

The old man's eyes were instantly covered by tears, and he choked and drowned.

"Why?"

Wu Hongchen blinked with a pair of crystal clear eyes and asked seriously.

"Because you're still young, grandpa can't take you away."

The old man drooped his head, trying not to sleep.

"Then I'll grow up soon, and then I can go with my grandfather."

Wu Hongchen was extremely serious, he seemed to sense something, and tears fell from his big watery eyes, soaking the coarse cloth clothes in front of him.

"Don't cry, child, grandpa just went to the place where he deserves."

The old man raised his old hand with all his strength and wiped away the tears from his pink cheeks for Wu Hongchen.

"That'...... So where will I go to find grandpa in the future?

Can you still see grandpa? ”

Wu Hongchen asked.

"Well......" The old man muttered for a long, long time, looked up at the endless sky, and said something that seemed to him to be never finished: "When will you become the most powerful person in the world, when will you be able to see grandpa." ”

"Really?"

Wu Hongchen's eyes were full of simplicity.

"Of course, when did grandpa lie to you."

The old man grinned hard at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, then I'm definitely going to be the best person in the future."

Wu Hongchen nodded heavily, and a seed took root from the depths of his heart.

"Okay."

The old man let out a hoarse sound.

Then, the old man wanted to reach out again and rub Wu Hongchen's head, but when the old man's hand just reached his tender head, he no longer had the strength to rub it.

Smack! The old man's hand suddenly fell from the air and slapped on the yellow mud ground, his cloudy and sunken eyes were closed, and a kind smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

This memory was buried deep in Gu Hengsheng's heart, and now it has been hooked up again, and the colic is unbearable.

"You, go all the way."

Gu Hengsheng could only say in his heart, seeing off the old man after 100,000 years.