Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, Tianyan has entered middle age, Tianyan has been operating a calligraphy and painting shop, Tianyan's calligraphy and painting can be called a masterpiece, many people in the town patronize Tianyan's shop, and have also accumulated some belongings. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Holding the silver of mortals, Tianyan brushed his long beard, and walked in the town with a smile, chatting and laughing with the people of the town.

Tianyan is about to forget that he is a martial artist, and this time he has turned into a mortal, he is truly integrated into the mortal and the world.

This is a kind of realm, all the way to the martial arts, there is a realm of returning to the basics, Tianyan transcends the avenue and becomes a mortal fetus, there is already an artistic conception of returning to the basics, but without the practice of turning into a mortal, it is impossible to truly comprehend this artistic conception.

I don't know if I don't think that Tianyan has gradually stepped into that artistic conception.

Thirty years after turning into a fan, Tianyan is a little old, and on this day, a group of uninvited guests came to the town.

They are a gang of bandits, only the clansmen with white runes will be bandits, the Heavenly Realm martial artists have their self-esteem, and there are still very few people like the Starry Sky Thieves.

These bandits are a new force, known as the Axe Gang, each with a giant axe in their hands, which can cut an adult man in half with a single slash.

The mayor of the town has organized the residents to fight back.

The mayor of the town is a sixth-level martial soul cultivator, and in this border wilderness that no one cares about, he can be regarded as a generation of powerhouses.

However, the three bandit leaders on the other side all have cultivation above the fifth level martial spirit, otherwise it would be impossible to fight the idea of the town.

Although the Fu people were born by the natal rune pattern, most of them could not step into the heavenly realm, but the Fu people have always been brave and good at fighting, and almost all the Fu people can fight.

The inhabitants of the town were all mobilized, and Tianyan was also in the ranks, holding a spear and standing at the front.

Tianyan forgot his identity as a warrior, as if he had lost this memory, and was sealed in the dust, with a face of war.

The spear pointed obliquely at the three bandit leaders, and Tianyan was full of arrogance, shouting: "Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

.....................

The earth-shattering battle intent came from the mouths of a group of men behind Tianyan, who had to fight to the end for their hometown, for their wives and children!

Tianyan jumped up and rushed to the front, and the speed was extremely fast.

The spear flickered, and when it went forward, a large number of heads flew all over the sky.

Even if Tianyan seals all his cultivation, even if he has a closed memory, he can also beat the Heavenly King alive with his strong body.

Tianyan is like a wild bull, rampage all the way, and anyone who is hit by it screams and dies.

"Poof!"

Tianyan's figure flickered, and the spear suddenly poked forward, and the bandits in front of him were suddenly torn apart, and blood and bones were splashed everywhere.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Tianyan poured a sip of spirits, picked up a big tree, and smashed it forward.

"Puff ......"

"Ahh

"Ah......h

This is simply a hell on earth, Tianyan took the lead, rushing to the front, and before the residents behind him rushed to come, the bandits along the way were either dead or disabled.

Tianyan kicked it, and the big tree stump was like a mountain, pressing down like Mount Tai, and I don't know how many people were crushed to death.

Every bandit is a martial arts realm, but the great power of Tianyan is too great, and the protection of Yuan Li is not good.

Tianyan didn't use any yuan power, only relying on his own strong body, no one could stop him all the way.

More than 100 people killed, holding a giant axe in their hands, and slashed towards Tianyan.

As soon as the Tianyan spear rolled, a large number of human heads flew up.

"Poof!"

An axe cut down a small leader, Tianyan had a giant axe in his left hand, and a spear in his right hand, and the two weapons reflected each other, forming a cold light, and the forest was cold and infiltrating.

With a big axe, Tianyan can kill four or five people, and in the other party's opinion, Tianyan is completely brave and invincible.

"Shoot the arrows and shoot this old man!" The three bandit bosses pointed at Tianyan, and there were hundreds of people behind them who drew bows and shot arrows, all with a strong vitality.

They drew their bows very quickly, ten times faster than ordinary people, and almost instantly, they drew their bows and shot arrows ten times!

The rain of arrows flooded the sky, and countless arrows were about to drown the heavenly flames.

Tianyan laughed, and the big axe was thrown, and the force of one throw could reach tens of thousands of catties, and the strong body was also smashed by Tianyan.

The spears flew, and no matter how dense the arrow rain was, it couldn't shoot Tianyan's body.

This scene made all the scalps tingle, even if the martial soul-level martial artists, in the face of so many martial kings, the rain of arrows shot by the martial arts would be shot into a sieve.

The Yuanli storm blew up, and all the surrounding buildings were shattered.

"Sir!"

Everyone shouted, they didn't know Tianyan's name, and Tianyan didn't tell him, because Tianyan's calligraphy and paintings were superb, and there was a belly of ink, so the residents of the town called Tianyan Mr.

"What's the matter with the rain of arrows! The weather is hot and heroic, which also arouses the fighting spirit of the residents, and they roar over.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ......"

All the arrows couldn't enter Tianyan's body, and at this time, Tianyan's eyes lit up, the spear flew, rolled up the arrows on the ground, spun and borrowed strength, and threw them back.

"Give it back to you!"

"Puff ........."

The rain of arrows pierced the chests of thousands, many of whom were shot into sieves.

Tianyan stepped on the head of a bandit and jumped up with a wheel gun.

I saw that the bandit was stomped by Tianyan's kick, and with Tianyan's terrifying battle intent, a shot pierced the head of a bandit leader and raised it high.

"Third brother!"

The other two sturdy men were miserable, their eyes red and staring at Tianyan.

"Avenge the third brother!"

"Ah, big brother, you!"

Tianyan looked at the scene in front of him sarcastically, and the boss fled without hesitation, leaving only a man who seemed to be the second child.

"Poof!"

The edge flickered, and a shot pierced the body of the second leader of the bandits, and the stumps flew in all directions.

The remaining bandits watched the death of the two eldest brothers, and they had the strength to fight again, and fled in a hurry.

"Drive!"

Tianyan rode a white horse and pursued the bandit boss, cutting off people's heads with spears along the way, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the white robes with blood.

After running for more than ten miles, Tianyan saw the bandit boss in front of him.

"Haha, I'll see where you're going!" Tianyan laughed, and the spear was thrown out like a meteor.

"Ahh

The spear was so powerful that it nailed the bandit leader to a hanging wall hundreds of feet away.

Tianyan rode back and soon disappeared.

The town at night is lively, Tianyan doesn't know how much wine he has drunk, everyone gathers in the square, the smell of meat fills the whole town, there are bursts of low roars in the barren mountains, the aroma of wine, the smell of meat floats together, listening to everyone's laughter, everyone's joy of life, Tianyan's heart is calm.

Tonight was a sleepless night, drinking from night to dawn, fortunately, everyone is a martial artist, much stronger than ordinary people, but there is no discomfort.

With a burst of drunkenness, Tianyan stumbled all the way back to the calligraphy and painting shop.

One hundred and thirty years after turning into a fan, Tianyan has reached his old age, and he is already nearly two hundred years old.

Most of the people who knew Tianyan died, and the mayor also died at the age of two hundred and eighty-four, and his son took over his father's responsibility and continued to guard this small town in the wilderness.

Although almost everyone of the Fu clan cultivates martial arts, Shou Yuan is much less than the human race.

Terran martial soul-level warriors can live for millions of years, but the Fu people are not, as long as they do not step into the heavenly realm, Shouyuan is only three hundred years old.

This is still a white rune clansman, obsessed with martial arts, and when he dies, he may be the limit of three hundred years old.

The Fu clan does not cultivate the laws of the Heavenly Realm, does not cultivate the laws of the Great Dao, and only cultivates their own runes!

The Terran Martial Realm, cultivating the laws of the Great Dao, cultivating the rules of heaven and earth, is actually cultivating under the laws of the Great Dao, just like the people of the Great Dao, if they do not break through a realm, they will be rewarded with something, and their longevity will increase.

The Fu clan has produced ancient gods, and the whole clan has the great-grandson of the Fu god, this ancestor who is close to the cultivation of the ancient god is in charge, and the Great Dao can't be controlled, so it can't set its cultivation system in the Fu clan.

The son of the mayor of the town, he grew up listening to the story of Tianyan when he was a child, resisted the entire axe gang alone, killed three bandit leaders, worshiped Tianyan since he was a child, and often came to Tianyan's shop to visit and chatted with Tianyan.

Tianyan is very happy, in his later years, he can be accompanied by a large group of juniors, which should be considered a good life.

Tianyan is already old, and the wrinkles on his face are wrinkled together, without the sharp and bright eyes of the year, and without the arrogance of the past.

The calligraphy and painting shop was closed, and Tianyan gave all the calligraphy and paintings to the residents of the town, and closed them at home all day long, painting, and completing the last picture scroll of this life.

This painting is the last thing Tianyan wants to paint, because whenever he makes this painting, Tianyan will have a sting in his mind.

"Why is that? Why did I make this picture? Why did I ......" This is a picture of a family of three, with a newly-swaddled baby and a handsome man, standing next to a beautiful woman with a gentle face.

Tianyan stayed at home all day, did not see anyone, and spent the rest of his life to complete this painting.

Pick up the brush that has followed Tianyan for more than 200 years and complete the final processing for this painting.

In the blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed, and Tianyan in this life feels that his longevity is running out, and he can only last for ten years.

The final picture scroll, Tianyan is finished, but I always feel that something is missing.

"What's missing. "Tianyan has reached his twilight years, he is old and weak, and his voice is a little blurred.

Tianyan's deadline was coming, Tianyan didn't tell anyone, stayed at home quietly, lay on the bed, and touched the picture scroll in front of him.

"I know, I know what's missing. Tian Yan smiled faintly and pasted the scroll on his forehead.

"It's still ...... I miss home......"

Two hundred and thirty-one years, Tianyan lived for two hundred and thirty-one years in this life, and finally swallowed his last breath and fell asleep sweetly.

Three days later, the residents found Tianyan's body and buried it for Tianyan.........

In a lake, Tianyan walked out of the deep soil, his eyes confused, revealing remembrance.

"More than two hundred years of enlightenment, my enlightenment, is the enlightenment of my life, and it is over today, but how do I feel that my heart is a little empty......" Tianyan murmured, with indescribable melancholy.