In the past seven years, he has been a beggar, a hermit, a farmer, a hawker, a stall, a conscription into the army, and a battlefield to kill the enemy.

It's just that people are old, and many things are more than enough but not enough.

Farming requires skills and experience, what picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, that's all nonsense.

As a soldier, when you get old, you will naturally be brushed down, even if you have the ability to kill, you don't want to participate anymore.

As for setting up stalls, this society is too complicated, it is inevitable to be bullied, and life is difficult.

The most glamorous is the book, the work is easy, respectable, and has a lot of stories of its own.

In general, it has been smooth sailing, and it has settled down in recent years.

Of course, the house is unaffordable, but renting a small yard to raise flowers and plants, and teasing cats and dogs is also a good choice.

A person is lighter, but not lonely, because he has experienced too many ups and downs, and these things are enough for people to digest.

Ning Buregret raised her eyebrows like willow leaves, with her father's perseverance in her eyes, but she has been separated for forty years, and she doesn't know if the old man is doing well.

But he didn't ask, he already knew that anything should just be as it is.

The hall was noisy, and Ning Buregret This girl is also generous, and she can talk to a group of vulgar and strong men, and she can endure the smell of sweat.

But who has not endured hardships when he comes out to travel the rivers and lakes? With his father's character, he must not spoil her too much.

Just with her simple and extremely fast swordsmanship just now, it is enough to explain everything, anyone who wants to practice such swordsmanship must have suffered countless hardships.

Talking to everyone, Gu Que sighed and was ready to leave.

It's time for him to leave work, it's late.

On October 15, the Holy Land will be martial, the old rules of the Gods and Demons Continent, and this time it is Yindu's turn.

Therefore, in the past few days, Yindu has been full of people, and cultivators from all over the mainland have gathered, and they have only talked for a while.

The night rain is pouring down, the thunder is incessant, and the streets are waterlogged, which is not a big deal, and it is not bad to endure hardships all these years.

He walked around the crowd and walked slowly to the door, but stopped.

Turning her head to look back, Ning Buregret still bragging about cowhide with the Jianghu man, and the smile on her face was very bright.

Everyone is young, and they are already old.

Stretched out his hand, and was just about to touch the door, his body suddenly slammed again, and the pupils in his eyes also constricted slightly.

This era is not peaceful, four years ago, Dongzhou, Xuanzhou, and Dizhou formed an alliance to attack Huangzhou, and for a time the blood flowed like a river, and the bones were like mountains.

The Grand Canyon has gone through two great battles that destroyed the world and has been razed to the ground.

It's just that it's a little early.

And with the peace being broken, all the young people want to make a name for themselves, and the rivers and lakes naturally have a lot of unrest.

The Holy Land was forbidden to engage troops for two months before and after the meeting, which was a continental convention and also gave Huangzhou a chance to breathe.

In fact, that barren land, under the pressure of the joint aggression of the three major states, could no longer hold on.

If it weren't for the Huangzhou female army god Huang Yinsha who was full of strange soldiers and fought a few beautiful battles to win more with less, I am afraid that in the past four years, Huangzhou would have fallen.

The demons didn't dare to move, just because Xizhou was about to move, and there was a great potential for invasion.

The pattern of the mainland is ambiguous and changing, and everything is only for profit.

As the weather is, it is a time of thunderstorms and storms.

The reason why Gu Que's hand stopped was naturally because the rivers and lakes were so sinister, and he had no martial arts, but that heart was still there.

Slowly opened the door, and behind the door stood a mysterious man wearing a robe, a hat, and a long knife at his waist, he was tall, strong and powerful, his breathing was steady, and his eyes were sharp.

He was obviously strong, and there was no surprise on Gu Que's face, just because his eyes were not blind.

Pretending to be afraid, Gu Que was about to leave, but the mysterious man's hand was already stretched out, blocking his way.

The arms are thick and long, the movements are clean and clean, and the breathing remains the same.

His sharp gaze seemed to be about to see through Gu Qi, and he said in a deep voice: "You were stunned for a moment before opening the door, in fact, you know that there are people outside. ”

Gu Que didn't speak, just listened quietly.

But the mysterious man continued: "It's dark outside, there are lights in the house, ordinary people can't see the outside, you are a master." ”

Gu Que raised his head and said with a smile: "The old man is just a storyteller. ”

The mysterious man said: "It's not uncommon to be hidden in the world, since it's a storyteller, can you work overtime?"

Gu Que sighed, it seemed that he couldn't do it if he wanted to leave, so he turned around and slowly walked onto the stage again.

With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut, and everyone was shocked and hurriedly looked back.

There was a puddle of water on the ground, the droplets of water were still dripping from his coat, and the leather boots were very old, but the figure of this man was tall enough.

He does have an aura like a sword, so that everyone can see at a glance that he is not weak.

So the entire inn hall seemed to be quiet, and Ning Buregret's body gradually tensed, and the sense of crisis of the strong has always been very sensitive.

Everyone held their breath, as if they knew what was going to happen, and without any words, the mysterious man had moved.

He was extremely fast, as fierce as a cheetah, brushing the ground and rushing away, the long knife at his waist did not come out, but slapped it towards Ning Buregret's shoulder.

Ning Buregret's speed was also very fast, and the two immediately clashed together, and the sound of shocking explosions was endless in an instant, and the crackling sound of palms was like firecrackers, both fast and ruthless.

The vitality was not released, but the wind around them had already rolled up, the seats shook endlessly, and everyone screamed.

But after just a dozen breaths, the two were separated.

Ning Buregret narrowed his eyes, and the mysterious man said lightly: "Yes, it's not in vain, participating in the Holy Land Martial Arts is barely an opponent." ”

Ning Bu regretted and said, "How do you know that I did my best?"

The mysterious man said, "How do you know that I did my best?"

The tip of the needle was on Mai Mang, but it was meaningless, and the two of them took one look at it, and then sat down.

Soon, the door of the inn was pushed open again, this time very lightly, but perhaps it was quiet in the field, and everyone reacted and looked ahead. I saw that this was a bright woman dressed in white, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a high nose, and red lips like Zhu.

The figure is tall and slender, with a full waist and a white skirt fluttering, faintly dusty.

With long hair and a shawl, she looked at everyone and smiled slightly, and found a place to sit down slowly.

Her posture and movements were extremely exquisite, and she knew at a glance that she had received a good education in etiquette, but the rain was dripping and the wind was howling, and the rain could not be stopped, but her clothes were not wet.

She is certainly not weak, and no one will treat her as a weakling.

A weak woman walks the rivers and lakes, and no one will believe it if she has no ability.

Gu Que's brows furrowed, his memory was okay, and he wouldn't forget some things, but he really couldn't recognize who the woman in front of him was.

She felt familiar, always like she had seen it somewhere.

She sat down, the shopkeeper greeted, she didn't care, just raised her head to look at Gu Que, and said softly: "I heard that there is an old gentleman here who tells a story, knows astronomy, knows geography, knows the rise and fall of the past, and knows the next hundred years, and can tell the truth, and knows all kinds of secrets, it is really a strange person! The little woman came specially to ask the old gentleman to say the last paragraph, a little late, I'm really sorry, the reward is naturally there." ”

What kind of strange people, of course, are all talking and playing, what can't be bragged about in order to eat these days? Having a reward is naturally easy to say, at least you can get through some days in peace.

Gu Que nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know if the girl came here and wants the old man to say something?"

The woman said lightly: "October 15, the Holy Land will be martial, the old gentleman might as well say a few words to the young man, encourage and encourage!"

A woman who came here on a rainy night just to listen to her encouragement to the young man?

But it doesn't matter, I'm already old, and I have a cheap life, so it's not a problem to talk about anything.

I have experienced a lot of things, life and death, and I am not too scared.

He nodded, and said slowly: "On October 15, the Holy Land will be martial, in fact, the old man is not qualified to say much, since there is a request from the guest, then the old man will say a few words." ”

Everyone knew that the old man was eloquent, and everyone hurriedly became interested, looking at him one by one, like students who were serious about class.

Gu Que glanced at everyone and sighed: "The meaning of the Holy Land Martial Arts, forty years ago, when the Divine Emperor Xuanyuan Kuo was in power, the Holy Land Martial Arts, the Dongzhou Emperor Winning the Hegemony has already said - when you are in peace, you should be prepared for danger, continue to learn from the saints, spread the civilization through the ages, and open up peace for all generations." ”

Everyone's bodies shook together, and Gu Que continued: "Ten thousand years ago, the five seas invaded, and the mainland fell for a time, so after that, there was a Huiwu, which started in that year, covering the Holy Mountain Divine Dynasty, and forty years ago, Xuanyuan Kuo organized the Holy Land Huiwu, and it became the mainland Huiwu, covering the entire continent. It aims to create a point of faith, drive the glory of the mainland's martial arts, enhance the combat power of the human race, inherit civilization, and protect peace. ”

"It's not just a martial arts exchange, it's just a form, not a soul. The real soul is to give people a kind of enlightenment, a kind of belief, so that young people can go out of the house, cross the big rivers, see the splendid world, improve the vision pattern, and cultivate the heart of the world. ”

Gu Que said: "So what I want to say is that all cultivators who participate in the Holy Land Martial Arts should not be obsessed with winning or losing battles and the results of the games, but should be open-minded, looking down on the rivers and mountains, and looking at the world, so that they can truly find their own position." ”

"This is an era of thunderstorms and storms, the Xizhou Demon Domain is facing off, the war is about to break out, the three states of Dongzhou, Dizhou, and Xuanzhou are united to attack Huangzhou, and the Dragon Bird Alliance seems to be impregnable, but it has been affected by the war. The young people have top ambitions, and the older generations have the heart of meritorious deeds, so this river and lake is sharp and full of crises. In such a troubled world, if you can understand your own position, you can find your own position, and where is your position? ”

Speaking of this, Gu Que became interested, looked at Ning Buregret, and said with a smile: "Where is the girl's position?"

Ning Buregret said softly: "It's up to people." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was around, and the figure was shocked.