Old man Han came to this remote small sect a hundred years ago, and volunteered to become a sweeping old man in the small sect, without asking for anything.

At first, the high-level of the sect thought that Old Man Han was a spy planted by hostile forces, but later found that Old Man Han had no contact with people from the outside world at all, cleaned up the fallen leaves in the sect for hundreds of years, and then told stories to the children.

The high-level leaders of the sect didn't expect that the ordinary old man Han on weekdays turned out to be a general under the command of the Fusheng Emperor, and he was also the only disciple of the current Sword Venerable, that is, the Beigu Emperor.

This kind of background, I am afraid that few people can compare with it today.

What did such a big man do in our small place?

The high-level members of the sect were frightened, kowtowed, and did not dare to look up at Gu Hengsheng's face, trembling.

Fortunately, although the sect did not have any favors to Old Man Han, it had never bullied Old Man Han.

Perhaps, this is a blessing in misfortune! Gu Hengsheng raised his head slightly, and let everyone who was kneeling down get up.

Everyone got up, and they kept bending over, very respectful.

"Xiao An, can you still draw a sword?"

Gu Hengsheng patted Han Rui'an on the shoulder, recalling the past when the brothers fought the world together, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After so many years, Gu Hengsheng is still in his prime, but Han Ruian has become an old man.

"As long as Brother Gu speaks, there is no fear of the sword mountain and the sea of fire."

A trace of clarity appeared in Han Rui'an's cloudy eyes, and his old body seemed to burn with the blood of his youth again.

"Let's go!"

Gu Hengsheng smiled with relief.

"Brother Gu, can you give me some time?"

Han Ruian glanced at the person behind him and asked Gu Hengsheng.

"Naturally, I'll be waiting for you outside."

Gu Hengsheng nodded, stepped into the sea of clouds, and disappeared.

When Gu Hengsheng left, the pressure on the elders and disciples in the sect was reduced a lot.

The sect master was the first to react, took a few steps forward, and bowed to Han Rui'an: "Forgive the villain, I haven't seen the identity of the general for many years, if there is anything offended, please forgive the general, don't blame." ”

The high-level officials in the sect were sincerely afraid, very afraid of Han Rui'an's guilt, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and their clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Han Ruian shook his head and smiled kindly: "Sect Master doesn't have to be like this, I've lived here very happily all these years, how can I blame it." ”

"That's fine, thank you, General."

The sect master and the others hurriedly saluted, and they could finally put their minds at ease.

For the high-level people in the sect, Han Ruian didn't have the slightest emotion.

However, for this group of little guys in the sect, Han Ruian still likes them and regards them as his juniors.

Han ...... Grandpa Han, are you really a one-armed hero? ”

A twelve-year-old girl blinked her bright eyes, not intimidated by Han Rui'an's change of identity.

The hearts of the elders of the sect and the others jumped suddenly, for fear that the little girl would offend Han Ruian and suffer a catastrophe.

Han Ruian stepped forward and rubbed the girl's head, amiable: "Of course! ”

"We used to think you were bragging, but it turned out that what Grandpa Han said was true, no wonder Grandpa Han's story was so good."

"I said that the one-armed hero is Grandpa Han! You still don't believe it. ”

"It turns out that Grandpa Han is a big hero, and I will be a big hero in the future and guard one side."

"Grandpa Han, are you leaving?

Will you be back in the future? ”

A group of young children looked at Han Ruian, as if they had returned to the previous years, slowly let go of that restraint, and began to chatter.

Seeing Han Rui'an talking and laughing with a group of young children, the top management of the sect secretly wiped the cold sweat on his face, remembering those little guys who had a deep relationship with Han Rui'an, and they would definitely focus on cultivating them in the future.

"If there is a chance in the future, Grandpa Han will come back.

You little guys, practice hard, and we'll definitely meet again one day. ”

Han Ruian snapped his fingers at the eyebrows of some little guys, leaving behind some inheritance spells.

Then, Han Ruian walked in front of the sect master, gave the sect master some resources and supernatural powers, and told the sect master to develop the sect well and not to embark on a crooked path.

The sect master and all the elders immediately saluted, bearing in mind Han Rui'an's instructions, and were surprised.

They knew that as long as they had this level of relationship with Han Rui'an, the sect would definitely not fall and rise to the top.

"Congratulations to the General."

The Sect Master led in front and said loudly.

The children who played well with Han Ruian on weekdays didn't have so many courtesies, and shouted at Han Ruian: "Grandpa Han, you haven't told us the story behind the one-armed hero?" ”

Han Rui'an paused, looked into the distance, and whispered: "The one-armed hero has lived in seclusion for many years, and he should fight the Nine Heavens again with the Floating Emperor!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Han Rui'an's figure dissipated between heaven and earth, and only the words he left behind echoed in everyone's ears and hearts for a long time.

"Fight the Nine Heavens Again......" Thousands of people from the sect looked up at the boundless sea of stars, and lost their minds for a while.

Will they be able to stand on top of the clouds one day and see the most brilliant scenery in the world?

One of the imperial dynasties in the western state of the world, the capital is prosperous, and people come and go.

In a remote corner of the capital, a lame old man opened a blacksmith shop and lived in poverty.

Occasionally, if there is a business, the lame old man will make a little money, buy a pot of miscellaneous wine, and then sigh: "Life is short, the only regret is that I can't drink with my brothers, it's a pity." ”

"Old man, why hasn't the management fee been paid this month?"

Just as the lame old man was tasting the wine he had saved up to buy, his interest in drinking was disturbed.

More than a dozen cultivated ruffians broke in, grabbed the lame old man's shoulders directly, and were furious.

"Little buddy, this month's business is not good, please be accommodating."

The lame old man rubbed his hands together and pleaded.

"Old man, it's not that we're going to bully you, if you don't hand over the management fee, we can't afford to pay a group of brothers!"

A young man pursed his lips and looked at the blacksmith shop for anything of value.

At a glance, it was all broken copper and iron, and it was worthless.

"However, the old man's hands are indeed a little tight, so let's give a few days!"

The lame old man made a pitiful look.

Seeing this, everyone sighed: "Forget it, little brother, I'll help you cushion it first, and when you have a business, you must return it to me."

Remember, add interest. ”

"Okay, thank you, little buddy."

The lame old man hurriedly thanked.

Life is involuntarily in the world.

If you can live in the light, who wants to hide in the streets and be a ruffian?

In fact, these people are not bad in nature, but they don't have a better livelihood, so they can only live by this.

In many cases, the lame old man can't pay the management fee of the capital government, and it is this group of young people who pay it on their behalf, so as to avoid being troubled by the people of the government.

"Be sure to remember to rush for money.

Every time I come to you, I don't get the benefits, but I lose them. ”

The young man at the head said angrily.

"Definitely, definitely."

The lame old man nodded.

Suddenly, a voice permeated the entire dynasty.

"Hu Hai, can you still wield the double gong in your hand?"

Boom - This sound reached the depths of the palace, shaking the entire dynasty.

From the emperor to the commoners living in the most remote ravines of the dynasty, they all heard this sentence.

"Voice of the Great Dao, which world-famous powerhouse is coming?"

The masters of the dynasty appeared one after another, bowing to the void in the distance, and a burst of horror.

In the blacksmith shop in the corner of the capital, the lame old man heard this, his body trembled fiercely, and the old man burst into tears.

"Veteran Hu Hai, I am willing to fight the world again with the emperor!"

The lame old man swept away the decadence of his usual days, his black hair rushed to the crown, he fell to his knees, and shouted loudly.

A dozen or so young people looked at the situation of the lame old man, and they were all dumbfounded.

They really want to say a word about the old man, are you having convulsions, what kind of nerves are you?

But the next moment, a terrifying coercion erupted in the body of the lame old man, directly causing the sky of the entire dynasty to darken.

Immediately afterwards, the lame old man put his hands in the steaming furnace, pulled out a pair of golden battle guns, and stepped into the clouds, threatening the imperial dynasty for thousands of miles.

The group of little guys in the "old man......" blacksmith shop were directly frightened, and their legs and stomachs kept shaking.

The lame old man glanced at the young man led by the blacksmith shop, solemnly, and snapped his fingers: "Little guy, the money owed to you has no chance to be given."

Give you a creation, and the future depends on your own ability. ”

Young people feel that there are a lot more things in their heads, and there is an indescribable taste.

In the years that followed, when he became a great monk, he would recall the experience of his youth in the blacksmith shop, and he was full of emotion.

Shout! The lame old man left the dynasty.

"The last general, Liu Xiaoqi, swear to follow the emperor to the death!"

"I thought this life would end, but I didn't expect to be able to get the call of the emperor.

As long as Lao Yufeng still has a breath, he is willing to become a knife in the hands of the emperor. ”

The scene of "...... of the last general" took place in many corners of the fourteen states of the Great World.

A total of seventeen generals were born one after another, and they rose again.

In order to escort Gu Hengsheng into the Emperor Road safely, there were a total of fifty-four generals, and only seventeen survived in the end.

Most of the people who survived were seriously injured, and they all chose to live in seclusion without the grandeur of their youth.

The veteran is old, and he can only look at the emperor from a distance, and he will be satisfied.

The generals knew very well that Gu Hengsheng was standing in an extremely high position, and it was difficult for them to see Gu Hengsheng's back after spending their entire lives.

Instead of continuing to stay by Gu Hengsheng's side and becoming a burden to Gu Hengsheng, it is better to go into hiding.

"Gentlemen, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed."

Gu Hengsheng turned around slowly and saw seventeen old brothers in armor.