"Someone once said that since the Qin Dynasty, Chinese history has been divided into two ends, and if the world goes to the other side, it will be an era when everyone is like a dragon, and every dynasty and every generation will not be Tai Sui's corpse, eating its flesh and spitting on its bones."

"Everybody is like a dragon, is that possible?"

"Perhaps, if the mediocre people had not been born, nor had they snowballed so many demons, then the entire rivers and lakes would not have been controlled by it for thousands of years...... This time he became an immortal, he would definitely stop it again, and even, if the opponent was Cheng Qi, it might bring the world's demons to Qi Qi. ”

Li Dian was already sitting in a compound in the mountains of Sichuan, gently putting down a bronze pocket watch that had been given to him back then, with a faint smile on his face, looking at a deep mountain farther away.

It's autumn.

The cool breeze mixed with the drizzle was cold to the bone.

The cold rain fell one after another, endlessly, and the sky seemed to be covered with a gray mist.

In the compound, Li Ruqiu, a dignified middle-aged man, looked at his father and muttered to himself with complexity.

His father, Li Yan, had already bought this compound many years ago, saying that this would be his grave and resting place, and he had already prepared his coffin in the compound.

He hadn't been here since he bought the compound, but he came today, and he vaguely guessed what it meant.

Since the war with Cheng You, his father Li Yan took him directly here, waited quietly, waited for three days, and it was not until just now that he received news from the exchange meeting that Cheng Qi was going to become an immortal in a big mountain in Sichuan, and invited the yin people of the world to watch the ceremony.

That's around here.

And they, long before they came here.

"Father, did you already know? As early as many years ago, I knew that sooner or later, Cheng Qi would become an immortal in the depths of the mountains of Sichuan, and invite people from all over the world to watch the ceremony? Li Ruqiu trembled.

Li Yan looked at Li Ruqiu next to him, full of smiles, "Didn't you ask me what happened back then?" ”

"Father." Li Ruqiu stood beside him respectfully, "I know that back then, Cheng Qi's wife once came to assassinate you, so I let my son provoke at the circle exchange meeting, but I didn't expect that I was already able to ...... even though I was the same generation as my son."

"It's fine."

Li looked at the sky with deep eyes, as if he had gone back to a few years ago, "What happened back then, you want to know, I'll tell you about it." ”

Years ago.

"Please Grandmaster Li Yan, die for the world!" In front of the compound, Zhang Yihan walked in quietly, bending over and clenching his fists coldly.

"Cheng Qi called you? You husband and wife, what a madman! Li asked secretly.

"He didn't ask me to come, he was reluctant, and he couldn't pull down his face, he thought that the older generation of grandmasters had done enough." Zhang Yihan said in a low voice: "It's my own idea, before you die, you old grandmasters, why don't you contribute to the world, anyway, you, you have been running for the world for half your life, and after you die, you will simply do your last residual heat." ”

The voice of the old man Li Yan vicissitudes, "Cheng Xun and the other older generations have passed away frequently recently, and you also visited secretly...... What if I don't want to die? ”

"Then please ask the seniors to die! For the benefit of future generations! ”

Zhang Yihan's eyes were full of determination, with inexplicable killing intent, as if he was about to make a move.

"Interesting...... Just like you, or a saint? Black Sage ......" Li Yan was silent for a moment, "The old life of the old decay is useless, wait for me for a while, I am not other old Yin people, after I turned into a Yin person, the Yin Art has not completely reached the peak, far inferior to other peers, when the time comes, the Yin Art will be completely completed, I will ...... it myself"

Zhang Yihan didn't move.

Li Dark flashed his anger and said in a cold voice: "Do you really think that I am like other old people, but I can't be killed?" My yin art, the most yin person, will do it with me, but you will die here...... When the time comes, my role will be even greater than it is now! ”

Zhang Yihan was silent for a moment, his body retreated, and his figure disappeared into the shadows.

The drizzle in the yard continued, and occasionally, there were faint chirping of insects and birds.

Next to him, Li Ruqiu was silent, shocked to hear it, knowing that this short experience already contained too much meaning.

"Over the years, I have fortunately caught up, but fortunately, I have seen the real god of the day and have some understanding." Li Yan sat on the rocking chair, shaking the pu fan, looking at the mountains outside the window.

He slowly stood up.

Rumble!

A strange aura spread, his aging skin regained its rosiness, and his old face became younger.

Old man Li Dian is breaking the road!

Just like Lu Chenai before.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the light was coming back to him, except for his hair, which was difficult to change, his skin was ruddy, and he had become a young man with white hair and a shawl.

"Everything on the stage has been completely built, Cheng Qi, can you really do it!!" The young man with white hair and shawl laughed and strode steadily.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like stars, and he has the majestic momentum of a young man who has the world in mind, and this young man who was a great martial arts master of the Republic of China was facing the drizzle. Get out of the yard gate.

"Father's ......"

Li Ruqiu looked at the courtyard blankly, her heart suddenly soured, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

In the courtyard, there was the skeleton of an old man who was halfway through.

In Li Ruqiu's eyes, his father broke the way, forcibly became an immortal, just regained his youth, and after walking a few steps, he was already rapidly aging, falling down and turning into bones, but the soul did not realize that he was dead...... Still striding out of the courtyard and heading towards the mountains of Sichuan.

That soul is the soul vision that only existed in the years when the body's blood and qi were at its peak--the Sun Wandering God.

"Father, ......" After a long time, Li Ruqiu slowly opened his eyes, cleaned up the bones, and the prepared coffin was quickly laid out, and a grave was buried in the courtyard.

Facing the cold drizzle in the courtyard, Li Ruqiu kowtowed and bowed to the tombstone in front of him:

"The tomb of Martial Arts Grandmaster Li Dark."

……

The sky was covered with black clouds.

At the same time, in the ancestral temple of the Mengjia family.

Mr. Meng knelt down in front of the ancestors and whispered: "That unfilial girl, after being forced for a long time, finally has offspring...... It is a Tai Sui baby, plus the original elixir of my Meng family, the next generation, there are two elixirs, and there are two old grandmasters' capital, I am afraid that it will be more brilliant, and I can rest assured, and I don't have to worry about it. ”

Mr. Meng stood up, looked at everything around him in a complicated way, and closed his eyes slightly.

He stood in the center of the ancestral temple, as if he saw the grievance in the Republic of China era, Liao Qingshan, also knelt down in this ancestral temple, howling and crying, after crying for a day and night, he resolutely decided to kill his father, Meng Jianghai.

Kill your husband for the world!

How resolute!

"Looking for the dragon feng shui master is in the same vein, the ancestors are like this, the parents are like this, and so am I...... Kowloon fair cup, cup of water is fair, and my justice is ......" Mr. Meng was silent for a moment, turned his head and strode away.

The corners of his mouth suddenly drew a slight arc, and behind him, the "Rumor Dragon" tattoo that asked the Cheng family to continue to tattoo vaguely exuded a terrifying momentum.

"I made a move, but Cheng Qi, can you really do it? There are so many of them......"

……

On Dam Mountain, the cold wind blows off the yellowed maple leaves.

This village in the deep mountains has long been almost uninhabited, the houses have been uninhabited for a long time, the village is full of fallen leaves, the autumn wind is bleak, and it is indescribably deserted.

There is only one old farmer, who is still working in the field.

"Grandpa, do you want to help?"

A young and beautiful girl walked out lively and cheerful.

Wang Fugui turned his head and looked at his well-behaved and sensible granddaughter gently, and came back from college leave to accompany him, so he naturally knew what she was going to do.

She didn't want to go on her own.

And Wang Fugui was not going to go, he was old, maybe he was no longer ambitious, and he didn't want to wade into this troubled water, he knew that he couldn't do anything.

The old man slowly put down his hoe, put on a gray cotton coat, sat on a wooden chair in front of the house, and beat his knees, "As soon as the weather is cold, rheumatism is committed again, the peak of internal family skills, and longevity, but when you are a hundred years old, you can't bear it, you are old, you are really old......"

The granddaughter obediently came over to beat her grandfather's back, "Grandpa, today I have taken a minor course in college, and I have completed financial management, and I will make a lot of money in the future......"

"Me...... I don't want to...... To do such a meaningless thing, I can't go with you. Wang Fugui's tears suddenly flowed down, and he looked numbly and sluggishly at the farmland in the distance, which was the sand table of the dam mountain in each era, row by row.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! Why are you crying?! ”

The granddaughter panicked and was at a loss, so she quickly took out a tissue to help wipe away her tears.

"What can't be done, can't be done at all...... I guard the history of Daba Mountain, I know some things better than you, I understand its terrible, every time it kills an immortal, it means that a demon is born, thousands of years of accumulation, the birth of the demon Chong, there are too many, countless years, has completely blocked the fairy road, the more blocked the more dead. ”

Wang Fugui muttered, flowing with muddy old tears, "It's not an old slave, I regret the cheap life of this old Yin person, but it is a meaningless death, why bother to die?" ”

"Master Cheng Xun, those that cannot be changed, after all, cannot be changed."

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