The hanging island that rose from the ground retreated hundreds of miles away with a wave of the old beggar's hand, and then the old beggar pulled out the huge wine gourd stopper, found a cliff with a slightly better scenery and sat on the ground, and looked at the swordsman with a blank face with great interest.

The swordsman felt a terrifying pressure on him, but he didn't know where to start. Just before he could find out, a demonic breeze between heaven and earth slowly circulated around the swordsman, this wind was neither fast, nor fierce, nor suffocating. It's just that it slowly fills the world where the swordsman stands, at first it is only like a trickle around the body, gentle and gentle, but in just a moment, the swordsman finds that under his intact thin clothes, his limbs are dripping with flesh and blood, and only the bones are visible, and the original tough skin and muscles are disappearing under his own imperceptibility.

It is rumored that at the beginning of the ancient chaos, there were many innate demon gods in the world, but these innate demon gods were born gods, and they were born extremely powerful, with the innate lifeline of eternal lifeline. The demon gods usually have nothing to do on weekdays, and they all take pleasure in killing each other for fun, or enslaving the innate souls. These innate demon gods, who were born gods, but didn't know what they were, finally perished in their own cannibalism and the rise of acquired beings. However, after the death of the gods, their bodies are immortal, their souls are immortal, and they exude bursts of treacherous aura from the immortal bodies in the heavens and the earth, making the world cloudy and ghostly, causing all the living beings in the world to be unable to grow normally, and then after thousands of years of resistance, they have divided into major races. Then one day, the last innate demon god was also killed, and a soft wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, and its wind was peaceful and upright, but from the immortal body of many innate demon gods and ten thousand souls floated over, the immortal body finally dispersed with the wind, and the immortal soul was finally pulled into reincarnation, and since then, the "bone-eroding heavenly wind" has been recorded in history as a gift from God.

But at this moment, the swordsman with a hat deeply understands the pain of this ignorance and unconsciousness, and he can't help but feel cold. Without thinking about it, the hat swordsman could no longer tolerate the unscrupulousness of this "bone-eroding heavenly wind", and then his body turned like a spinning top, and the sword intent of Wu Shang drove the sword qi in the sky to cut through the space and isolate himself from chaos.

However, before the breeze was gone, the divine fire rose again, and the subtle chaotic space cut by the swordsman actually ignited a nameless fire, making even the swordsman in the chaos feel boundless heat. However, a wave of unevenness rose again and again, and before the swordsman could finish dealing with the nameless fire, a towering green tree automatically grew from the swordsman in the void, and the continuous growth of the green tree seemed to be constantly absorbing the life source of the swordsman, and the more vigorous the green tree, the weaker the swordsman became.

The people who were far away on the hanging island controlled by the old beggar, under the round mirror technique of the old beggar controlling the mountains and rivers, saw the calamity experienced by the swordsman with a hat clearly. The old beggar, who was drinking a little wine, dragged out a small square table out of nowhere, put it in front of him, held chopsticks in his right hand and was leisurely eating a few plates of fried peanuts and all kinds of marinated dishes on the table for Yuzhou high-rollers to drink, and his mouth was full of admiration and praise about the various disasters experienced by the swordsman and the ancient legends corresponding to the various disasters.

Everyone on the island only saw the old beggar in front of him, a ten-zhang square circle condensed by Taoism, and the swordsman in the bucket hat was ignited by the nameless heavenly fire after the towering ancient tree grew, and then the fire shone brightly on the sky, and everyone could only vaguely see a figure struggling at the root of the fire tree.

Xu Changan looked at the figure struggling in the flames in a daze, and for a while he unconsciously felt unbearable, and then carried Su Jingran with Xiao Yu in his arms and stepped forward to the old beggar and said loudly: "I beg the old man to help him for the sake of the swordsman brother who just killed the demon and eliminated the demon." Xu Chang'an has seen the sword immortal tribulation since the birth of the evil demon to the present, although he doesn't understand that the swordsman who was unparalleled in the world just now suddenly fell into a life and death crisis, but he can easily see that only the immortal predecessors headed by the old beggar here may have the opportunity to save the sword immortal.

However, Lao Dao glanced at the young man covered in blood and coagulated all over his body, and then said casually: "Ignorant child, don't disturb Lao Tzu's interest. Then he looked at the figure struggling in the round mirror technique.

Xu Changan looked at the old beggar indifferent, and wanted to continue to beg for it, so Gongsun Yu, who was hanging with two swords hanging from his waist, gently pressed his shoulder, and then shook his head lightly and said: "This is the catastrophe of this sword immortal senior, and no one can help him." ”

Xu Changan didn't want to give up and said: "Can you just watch him struggle like this? "Xu Changan, who has never been to Xianmen and doesn't understand the truth of the Xianmen Tribulation, still wants to try it and see if there is any way to help that sword immortal.

Because in his heart, good people should not be so unlucky, God should be better for good people, and worse for bad people, but this scene evokes the depression in his heart that has just dissipated. Although with Su Jingran's enlightenment and an opportunity to give up all obsessions after death, it helped Xu Changan to regain his peace for a short time. However, the obsession about good and evil is only sealed in another form to the bottom of his heart, he has not dissipated or detached, only when he Xu Changan himself finds the answer, can he break through the detachment of good and evil, straighten his back and walk in the world with his head held high, otherwise he will always be just a lost ghost who can't find himself.

"As fate would have it, some things can only be faced by yourself, some things can only move forward alone, no one in the world can help you, and the only person who can be on your own is yourself. If you can get by, you will be your own salvation, and if you can't get by, you will just be your own gravedigger. Gongsun Yu said with some emotion, this is not only for him, the destined person who sent the sword, but also for himself, the world is nothing more than that.

"But......" Xu Changan still didn't want to give up that little bit of hope in his heart.

"Enough. The old beggar, who was drinking a little wine and blowing cowhides, suddenly slapped his hand on the wooden table, gave up his chopsticks, and turned to Xu Changan to drink.

"You want to save him so much, then you rush in by yourself, as long as you rush over and lead the calamity to yourself, you can save him, aren't you quite a hero, I will give you this opportunity to set yourself on fire, you can rush in now." But let's put it first, you have no return. The old beggar cocked his beard and nostrils turned to the sky, and said angrily to Xu Changan.

"Senior, don't be joking, how can others interfere with the immortal tribulation, he is still a child, don't worry about him. Gongsun Yu immediately turned to the old beggar and said, although the old beggar has a good temperament, but if he Gongsun Yu wants to watch a young man who is equivalent to his life-saving benefactor die in vain under the old beggar's anger, even if he is made to collapse the fairy road, he will definitely stand up for him.

"Senior, I think there is something wrong, this little brother is not from the Xianmen, you are still an adult who does not remember the villain, forget the little brother's nonsense. Jun Shouzheng also stood up at this time to defend Xu Changan.

Even the usually reckless brute dragon said with a big grin at this moment: "Senior, don't be so careful, be a little more generous." It's just that before the words fell, he was pressed by a terrifying force and knelt on his knees, and the mountain stone was broken inch by inch under this kneeling.

"Tell you to chew your tongue. The old beggar looked at the brute dragon with disdain and said, then turned his head to look at Daoyi and said, "You don't want to express a little opinion?"

Dao Yi looked at the old beggar helplessly and replied: "My Daomen advocates inaction, pays attention to Taoism and nature, pays attention to chance, and pays attention to fate and fate. Dao Yi replied to the question.

The old beggar stopped his gaze on the golden body again, and then said, "Don't let Lao Tzu come out yet, stay comfortable in the golden body, right?" Before the words fell, the old beggar slapped the golden body in the face, and a figure shot out from within the golden body, and then hit the heavy broken rocks and stirred up a place of smoke and dust and fell into the cliff.

Pei Liehu shook the tiger armor on his body, wiped a handful of gray faces, and then slowly walked to the ground and jumped in front of everyone, "I think...."Before the words were finished, he was slapped into the soil by the old beggar, and was scolded by the old beggar pointing at his figure, "Do you think you are qualified to speak?"

Then the old beggar ignored everyone, looked at Xu Changan and scolded: "You can save it, why can't you save it? ”

When was the beginning, Xu Changan has always been just a second senior brother who will show off his power in front of all the senior brothers.

But when the sky fell that day, a fearless figure protected himself in front of his weak and powerless self and soared into the sky, hitting the demon tide with an unstoppable momentum, and resisting his hope of survival, he was no longer Xu Changan who only knew how to blindly retreat. He will also think about doing something for others and leaving some hope for others.

Su Jingran stepped forward again and again, and Xu Changan followed again and again, and finally let this fledgling teenager learn one thing, people sometimes have to leave hope for others, not just let themselves live with hope.

Xu Changan knew that if he rushed in the monstrous sea of fire, in the bone-eroding wind, in the vampire god tree, in the thunder, he would not be able to save the sword immortal senior, but if he rushed in, the senior might be able to save the sword immortal senior for the sake of exchanging his life for his life.

Although Gongsun Yu told him that everyone can only face it alone, how does Xu Changan, who has never been to Xianmen, understand the meaning, he still thinks that immortals are powerful and omnipotent, and they will be able to save the swordsman who has made merits for the world.

Xu Changan gently placed Xiao Zhukuai on the ground, untied the golden chain that was originally wrapped around the golden matching sword, but was later used by himself to fix the second brother, and put Su Jingran side by side with Xiao Zhukuai's side, and then said to the old beggar, "If I can't save that sword immortal senior if I go in, I will ask the senior to help." ”

Then he glanced back at his second brother Su Jingran, untied the Quanxi sword from his master on his back and put it beside his second brother.

After that, without looking back, the young man stepped on the void, stepped on the heavenly wind, and rushed from the sky towards the Sword Immortal Heavenly Tribulation hundreds of miles away.

Xu Changan never thought that he would one day take the rest of his life for the lives of others. But at this moment, his will is as strong as a rock, and there is absolutely no fear in his heart, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, and purgatory is impermanent, he still regards life and death as nothing.

Because in this not a short period of time, he thought about too many sage truths, but he found nothing, only to make his already unclear outlook on life even more confused.

However, this is the exception, and it no longer thinks about the teachings of the saints that it does not need, but takes this step according to the most genuine choice in its heart at this moment.

He clearly knew that his choice was worth it, as long as that Sword Immortal senior was alive, the demon battlefield below and the invasion of the demon tide outside this world would make more people survive because of the existence of this Sword Immortal senior, and he, Xu Changan, just paid a life that was dispensable to the general trend of heaven and earth.

It's just that in this final journey, Xu Chang'an's thoughts are flying, and for a while he thinks of the dashing back of his master, the happy time of the brothers in Woniu Mountain, and for a while he thinks about the second brother who is kind to him but always takes the lead, and the eldest brother who cares for him but is righteous Ling Ran.

In the end, I only hope that the master will be less sad when he can't find him, the second brother won't be depressed after knowing his parting, and the unknown eldest brother will stop worrying about your unsuccessful brother Xu Changan.

Fate gathers and listens to the will of heaven, and there are always many sorrows about parting.