The battle continues.

Pei Xian and the others all frowned, but it was difficult to persuade them.

Decades have passed, and after the First Battle of Tamsui that year, the only six remaining Martial Emperors of Ronghe, Emperor Lu Wu, Emperor Yunwu, and Tan Nu, have all cultivated to the Martial Emperor and have gone to the True Soul Realm one after another. He Pei Xian also broke through and became Emperor Wu with the help of pills.

The pattern of power in Ronghe District has undergone considerable changes. The old man has changed, and a new generation of soul cultivators is also rising.

Pei Xian and others were also inconvenient to persuade them.

When several people on both sides were fighting in a mess, the battle was vigorous. A fiery red figure rushed from the depths of Zhuangzi, rolling up a wave of anger!

Suddenly, Xiaocao drew his sword and hit him flatly, and the sword body hit the faces of several people in the melee flatly, making red marks out.

Several people suddenly collapsed to the ground as if they had been struck by lightning, and Xiaocao looked at these people coldly: "If you want to fight, get out and fight." Otherwise, I will throw you out with my own hands, girl. ”

Xiaocao was deeply influenced by Zuo Wuzhou's bold style, and did not talk nonsense, and turned around and flew back after speaking.

Everyone was shocked and moved!

It must be known that the few people in the melee are Wu Jun, even if Pei Xian and other Wu Emperors personally take action, they may not be able to paralyze these people to the ground so easily.

Pei Xian and the others were secretly frightened, and glanced at each other: "Change to discuss here, it's really weird!"

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It was slightly dark.

The turmoil in the afternoon quickly subsided.

It is hard to say that it was because of the power of the grass, or other things, even if there were some small conflicts, everyone did not do it in public.

It would be a shame to be thrown out by a young girl. Such ugly things cannot be done by judgment.

What's more, here and here, it is Zuojiazhuang.

Pei Xian and other old soul cultivators who had experienced the past back then, even if they knew that Zuo Wuzhou had "fallen", they didn't dare to come rashly. The aftermath of the tiger's death is precisely what describes this kind of psychology.

Decades of changes, Ronghe has changed a lot.

Of course, no matter how it changes, Zuo Wuzhou doesn't care about it. Don't say anything else, just a Ji Tong Meng Wu King Kong shot, and it is not a problem to level Ronghe.

Zuo Wuzhou didn't ask, and Xi Suersuo, who knew that his surname was cold, didn't mention much.

The changes are not small.

As soon as the anger was gone, the Nine Cliffs Kingdom gradually declined, and it struggled to maintain its status as a great power. Emperor Lu Wu of the Fengtian Kingdom was gone, but Pei Xian broke through with the elixir that Jun forgot to give him and supported the face of the Fengtian Kingdom.

As soon as the Yuntian Sect's Yunwu Emperor was gone, the status of the Yuntian Sect was also shaken, and it was only maintained by Yu Wei and a certain amount of momentum.

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Emperor Dong Wu suddenly visited, and Pei Xian greeted the distinguished guests with a smile.

Suo's surname was next to a tree covered with frost, and they each sat around a stone table. In the ice and snow, boiling tea to drink has a unique taste.

Drink each other's hot cups of tea and be full of joy. Pei Xian regretted and exhaled a puff of white paint.

"Zuojiazhuang, it's a pity for that person. ”

A martial artist held the wine jug, warmed the wine, and poured the wine proudly: "What Emperor Pei Wu said was the person back then?"

Pei Xian naturally heard the arrogance in this martial artist's words, and was noncommittal, looking at Emperor Dong Wu and smiling bitterly. Today's young people, all of them are arrogant and can withstand setbacks, which is two things.

Emperor Dong Wu turned the teacup: "Brother Pei, why do you want to discuss this place here? Isn't it weird." ”

"Sure enough, I wasn't the only one who thought so. ”

At a moment's notice, two uninvited guests fluttered in. It is Emperor Ma Wu of the Fengwei Sect and Emperor Tong Wu of the Biqing Kingdom.

Pei Xian greeted the two with a smile: "It turns out that there are two others who are also interested in my tea, please." ”

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These four martial emperors can walk together and live in harmony. It is also the friendship that lasted for the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

Compared with seventy years ago, the old man of that year walked and fell. The old man of Emperor Wu who experienced the incident back then, they are the only ones left.

After laughing and greeting for a while, he finally turned to the topic: "That girl in the afternoon, guess what kind of cultivation she is." ”

It's a guess, but in fact, everyone has a weighing in their hearts. It's not Emperor Wu, it's Emperor Wu. Pei Xian smiled: "Don't you think that the death of Naxi Yibei and others is very abrupt? When it comes to what happened in the palace, you and I have a rough idea." ”

"I'm afraid, how can you also have the ability to kill so many soul cultivators with such an easy ability. It seems that Zuojiazhuang is not very simple. Emperor Tong Wu smiled very reluctantly.

Pei Xian's words were sudden: "Several, what do you think in your hearts is that person dead, or not." ”

Everyone choked.

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Emperor Dong Wu sighed: "What do you think, I don't know, I don't believe in the surname Suo." ”

Emperor Tong Wu bowed his head, and Emperor Ma Wu smiled bitterly: "Although he lives for one day, my Fengwei Sect will be disgraced for one day." But I don't believe it either. ”

No matter how true the news of the "Zuo Wuzhou's fall" came back from the True Soul Realm, how true it is.

Pei Xian and the others were skeptical at best. Not only them, but none of the soul cultivators who had experienced the legends and killings back then really believed that Zuo Wuzhou "fell to his grandmother".

In the first battle of Sanmiao that year, the Nine Great Martial Emperors led hundreds of soul cultivators, but they were still escaped by a martial monarch. Pei Xian and others have experienced it personally, how can they believe that Zuo Wuzhou "fell".

The past of Sanmiao reminds the old soul monk of Ronghe all the time. Unless you see Zuo Wuzhou's dead body, unless you see his head cut off. Otherwise, no one would really think that Zuo Wuzhou was dead.

It's ridiculous, all the soul cultivators in the world already believe that Zuo Wuzhou is dead. Only this soul cultivator in Ronghe District didn't believe it.

The soul monks in Ronghe District only believed what they had seen with their own eyes, and Zuo Wuzhou "came back from the dead" back then, but now it may not be possible.

Those who hate the left without a boat may not be absent. But Xilin has been in full swing for decades, and it has been smooth sailing, not only the tiger is dead, but also Zuo Wuzhou is not dead, no one dares to move!

Some people, even if they die, will crawl back from hell.

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Pei Xian naturally didn't believe it.

Emperor Tong Wu's heart moved, and his hand pouring tea suddenly froze: "Could it be that Brother Pei meant?"

"He's not dead, he's back?"

Emperor Ma Wu was unsteady and almost fell to the ground. Emperor Dong Wudi, who picked up the teacup and sent it to his mouth, almost sent the small teacup into his mouth entirely!

As soon as that person is said to be immortal, he is said to be the eternal shadow of Ronghe District, which exists in everyone's heart.

The martial monarch who made tea didn't think so, but he was also taken aback by the performance of the four great martial emperors: "That person is really so powerful?"

Seventy years have passed, and a new generation of soul cultivators has also risen, among whom there are still countless geniuses, and they are naturally arrogant, and they either worship or disapprove of the legendary person. These two emotions are inseparable.

Pei Xian smiled bitterly: "Yes or no, but it's not a big deal." We are not their enemies, just follow the streams. ”

Emperor Dong Wu and the others suddenly smiled reluctantly: "Yes, yes, although he is easy to kill, he is also reasonable, and he does not kill irrelevant people." ”

"It seems that I'm afraid that Xuantian Sect and Xiangguo are going to suffer some hardships. Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and their hearts were somewhat trembling.

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Xuantian Sect and Xiangguo are the sects and great powers that have risen the most in Ronghe District.

Seventy years ago, the nine great countries of Ronghe, and now Chongyun and other countries have been successively annihilated, or annexed, and so on. Only the three major countries such as Fengtian are still in power, living under the streams and forests.

About seventy years ago, the left killing god returned to fight and killed half of the soul cultivators of Guangronghe. Countless countries have been destroyed, and countless sects have been destroyed.

Seventy years have passed, and the vitality is recovering, and it has never been able to return to the peak of seventy years ago.

Ronghe District 1, led by Xilin, the three old powers killed the power of the gods, and followed the footsteps, creating the boundless momentum of Xilin.

But there are also several great powers rising one after another, and some sects are rising, and it has gradually become the climate. Thirty percent of those who came to discuss major matters came from newly emerging sects and nations.

Xuantian Sect and Xiangguo are the best among these three percent. There is no reverence for some people and things, and there have been many troubles over the years, and the climate has gradually become a provocation to the creek and forest.

The side of the melee in the afternoon was none other than the martial monarch of the Elephant Kingdom.

In this discussion, the biggest unstable factor was the group of forces led by the Xuantian Sect and the Elephant Kingdom.

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Emperor Dong Wu and the others talked and laughed together for a while, and when they saw that the sky was dark, they went first.

The martial artist who was making tea couldn't help it: "Emperor Pei Wu, that person is indeed a genius, but he doesn't have much to offer." Judging by his actions, he is just a reckless man, so why be afraid of him. ”

The Battle of Sanmiao, the Battle of Tamsui, and so on are extremely legendary battles of all sizes. How can it be seen, it is really reckless.

Pei Xian sneered: "If you die, you are reckless." If you don't die, you don't die. Success and defeat have always been like this. You say he's a reckless man, but I only see him as daring. ”

There is always a fine line between recklessness and bravery, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish.

In a lifetime, there are always many things to defend and race against time. If everything is judged and the situation is judged, if there is a benefit, it will be increased, and if it is not, it will be reduced. If you are strong, you will retreat, and if you are weak, you will be bullied, and you will be just a mediocre person.

Live, just live a life, live a wonderful life.

Zuo Wuzhou is living such a self, such a surname, and such a wonderful life. If others understand him, then they understand, if they don't understand, that is, they won't understand.

After all, the same rice raises a hundred people. Many things can only be opinions.

Pei Xian didn't say much to this martial artist. Most of the young soul cultivation geniuses of this generation have grown up in the legend of killing gods, either worshipping or disagreeing, or saying that they are no worse than the killing gods.

Pei Xian didn't need to talk nonsense with him, drinking tea for half a while. Someone came over to invite Pei Xian, saying that he was invited to see someone.

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Pei Xian followed this person to the depths of Zhuangzi, the more secluded.

Halfway through, they were encountering Bai Guan and looked at each other: "You were also invited over." ”

In a short time, we have arrived at the core of Zhuangzi. The man smiled: "Please, two of you." ”

Pei Xian and Bai Guan were secretly careful and walked into it. There was a person standing on the snow, and he turned around suddenly: "Brother Bai, Brother Pei, I haven't seen you for decades, it's good." ”

Pei Xian and Bai Guan's eyes widened, and they were extremely discouraged: "You really didn't die!"

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"Please. ”

Zuo Wuzhou smiled lightly, and Pei Xian and Bai Guan, who were blank in their minds for a while, sat down like puppets. It took a long time to come back to my senses, and my heart was excited!

When I thought about it, there were a lot of doubts, a thousand words in my heart, and I didn't know where to start.

Zuo Wuzhou was dumbfounded: "I'll invite the two of you to come, and I won't talk nonsense." Brother Pei, I have always kept in mind the love of the Immortal Pill back then. ”

waved his hand slightly, took out three boxes, and placed them on the stone table: "Brother Pei, I can't repay my great kindness back then, so let's take these small gifts and pay them back." ”

Pei Xian opened the box, moved, and his hands suddenly trembled: "The essence of the thick earth!"

Seeing the things in the last box, Pei Xian shouted with joy: "Wu Yudan!"

Zuo Wuzhou's jaw: "Ten Martial Imperial Pills, I think it should be enough for Brother Pei to break through." ”

These few things are definitely at the supreme treasure level in the Law Soul Realm. Ten Martial Imperial Pills, if you are lucky, you can even create ten Martial Emperors. Pei Xian was overjoyed, but he felt extremely hot: "These treasures are too valuable. Back then, I was ordered to give you an elixir of immortality, which was not worth so much. ”

Zuo Wuzhou spit out a mouthful of white mist arrows: "Brother Pei, whether it's worth it or not, I know it." That elixir, if it is as heavy as a mountain, these are not enough to repay the love of the year. ”

At the end, Pei Xian thought about it and gritted his teeth: "Okay, then Pei Mou will thank Zuo Wuyu for his kindness! If Pei Mou says that he will succeed in the future, he will not dare to forget it." ”

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Pei Xian and Zuo Wuzhou didn't have much friendship, so they didn't stay long, and after a little talk, they retired first.

All the way back, Pei Xian seemed to be indifferent on the surface, and one hand never left the three precious boxes.

When I think about it, I really feel emotional. Pei Xian's gift of the Immortal Pill back then was the decision of Emperor Lu Wu. Unexpectedly, it was that not very conspicuous elixir that would bring back such a great benefit for him decades later.

It must be known that an elixir of longevity can prolong life for 30 years. Ten Martial Imperial Pills are enough for Pei Xian to break through, and the extended lifespan is several times that of the Immortal Pill.

A sect talisman, in the Dharma Soul Realm, can never make him Pei Xian protect himself.

While thinking, on the other hand, he was grateful, and on the other hand, he sighed: "He is a barbarian person, but he is not unreasonable." Yes, now that he is back, he has to deal with the Heavenly Demons, and he has to follow Xilin. ”

If he made a small investment a few decades ago, even Pei Xian never expected that the return on this investment would be so amazing.

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Wait for this Pei Xian to leave.

Zuo Wuzhou and Bai Guancai looked at each other and laughed, saying goodbye to each other for decades.

Elder Zongwu had already passed away, and at the mention of this, Zuo Wuzhou was secretly sad. Back then, Elder Wu gave him some very important tips, and when I think about it, I still accept this feeling.

"Elder Wu has gone, you are now presiding over the Benxiang Sect, should I call you senior brother or elder?" Old friends gathered, and Zuo Wuzhou was in a happy mood.

"But it's rare to come to this set, you are all martial arts, and the Prime Minister's Sect can't tolerate you as a great god. Bai Guan laughed: "Elder Wu and I, but we have never regarded you as a disciple of the Origin Sect, and you should not be squatting in a small Origin Sect. ”

How can I say that nominally Zuo Wuzhou is still a disciple of the Benxiang Sect. However, compared to the name of this disciple, it is not as stable as the friendship between Bai Guan and Zuo Wuzhou.

For decades, Bai Guan has always been a martial monarch and failed to break through to become a martial emperor. Only said that Zuo Wuzhou was still a martial artist, and sighed: "You, if you go, wherever you go, you will make enemies and kill wherever you go." ”

Back then, according to Zuo Wuzhou's entrustment, Jun Forgot to send someone to bring Gu Yiyi and Zhang Dongtian to the True Soul Realm for cultivation. Bai Guan wanted to preside over the Benxiang Sect, so he couldn't go.

"I've heard for a long time that you are in the True Soul Realm, and you are killing all over the world. It's still the number one target of the Soul Heaven Sect. "Bai Guan doesn't know that the True Soul Realm is sinister, so he just tells it as an anecdote.

Zuo Wuzhou smiled and took out a storage bag: "I wanted to send something down back then, but I was riddled with enemies at that time. Today, I always have free, and in this storage bag, there are some Martial Emperor Wu Yu Dan, as well as some equipment and sect talismans. You bring it back to the Honsho Sect. In the future, the Honxiang Sect will slowly take it and develop it. ”

Wu Jundan, Beidou has not been refined. The grade is too low, and there is no interest in Beidou refining. It's like a talisman, neither Beidou nor Zuo Wuzhou thought about refining it, because it was useless to refine it.

Bai Guan thought for a while: "It's okay, you are also a disciple of the Benxiang Sect with the surname Suo." ”

"Tonight, you and I have a good talk. I really want to know what you did in the True Soul Realm back then to make people angry. Everyone in the world said, "When you died, how did you come back from the dead?" ”

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After talking with Bai Guan for a night, Bai Guan went to the meeting.

Before leaving, he asked Zuo Wuzhou if he was involved, and Zuo Wuzhou shook his head and said nothing. Bai Guan didn't say anything more.

Seeing Bai Guan go to Waizhuang, Zuo Wuzhou grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face. Straighten out your appearance, see that it is still early, and think: "Make breakfast for my mother first." ”

Zuo Wuzhou, who has embarked on the road of soul cultivation for decades, is basically the color of the person who does not distinguish between grains and grains. Going to the kitchen to learn the craft again in a hurry is also a filial piety.

In the kitchen, Wuxi had already come first, and he was ping pong in the kitchen with Wuxi. Zuo Wuzhou and Wuxi each held a bowl of sweet and delicious porridge and walked to their father's house.

"Dad, mother, eat breakfast. Zuo Wuzhou walked in with a smile, clearly looking like a civilian boy, where did he have the shape and temperament of a half-god-killing god.

Wuxi felt that if the second brother smiled more honestly, he would really look like the peasant boy.

As soon as they entered the house, Zuo Wuzhou and Wuxi's expressions changed slightly, and they rushed forward and put down the porridge. The mother who was hugging the bed lost a piece of wood soul power into her body, and she felt a heart-wrenching pain.

The mother's breath is getting weaker day by day.

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"Dad, you drink porridge. Wuxi handed the porridge to Zuo Yidou.

Zuo Yidou didn't answer, looking at Lin Dongmei, there was already a trace of grief in his cloudy eyes.

"Mother, I'll feed you. Zuo Wuzhou forced a smile, tried his best to restrain his fear, supported his mother, took a spoon and filled half a spoon, and waited until it was not hot before feeding his mother and drinking porridge!

Lin Dongmei's eyes moved slightly, looking at her son and daughter who had been remembered for decades, her purple and white dry lips, and there was no more nagging from the memory, no more words of concern.

That tablespoon of porridge, moisturizing runs from the gap between the lips and slides down the corners of the lips!

Wuxi cried bitterly. Zuo Wuzhou glanced at him angrily: "What are you crying about, my mother just doesn't want to drink porridge, right, mother!"

Lin Dongmei's gray eyes were fixed on her children, and there was a hint of relief. What do you want to say, the dry lips that have been tired for decades, in the trembling, can't spit out half a word, only the slightest hint of wind.

She wanted to raise her hand and touch her son's face, to see her child, to see the truth, to touch the truth. It's very different from the time of birth.

In her heart, the child is her child, just like the moment when the newborn comes. The children in her memory are those impressions that have never grown up.

It turned out that the child was already old and didn't need her to bother and take care of it anymore.

Zuo Wuzhou glared at Wuxi viciously, snorted hard, and the wood soul power surged into his mother's body in a faster and softer way.

"Mother, the child is now an adult, and he has great skills. Zuo Wuzhou wiped a handful of tears: "Mother, you must not have flown before, the child will take you to fly, okay." ”

(To be continued)