Just because it's something that people practice doesn't mean they have become it...... It's not human. It can only show that His Majesty, the great emperor of Qingguo, has cultivated an incomparably resolute heart that is far beyond the mundane for the desire in his heart. Fan Xian sat on the edge of the bed of the sword, thinking about this matter, he couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a feeling of looking up at the mountain, although the mountain was not necessarily beautiful and could be approached, but it was just high and far away, piercing between the white clouds, which made people have to be moved.

He took a deep breath, rubbed the corners of his eyes that were a little sour, and said softly in a deep voice: "In terms of talent, Begonia is enough, in terms of will, Thirteen Lang is enough, in terms of diligence, I don't think I'm worse than anyone else, but seeing now, I still don't see any chance for latecomers to take that step, why is this?"

"Don't ask me. After the irritating scolding, Si Gu Jian slowly closed his tired eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he said intermittently: "I'm just thinking, we old guys are all dead, and your emperor Lao Tzu is left alone in this world, and he must be lonely." ”

After a period of silence, Si Gu Jian suddenly continued to say sarcastically: "I'm afraid that on Dadong Mountain, he has already begun to feel lonely." ”

The faint irony on the corner of his lips didn't know if it was aimed at Emperor Qing or himself. At this moment, Fan Xian suddenly said extremely seriously: "I want to confirm one thing, Ye Liuyun...... Did he really leave the mainland?"

After pondering for a long time, Si Gu Jian slowly moved his jaw with great difficulty.

Fan Xian took a deep breath, and then said, "That's it. ”

Si Gu Jian closed his eyes and said, "It seems that this time you have finally known something and decided something." ”

Fan Xian was not surprised that this great grandmaster was able to judge these feelings hidden in his heart from his words, after all, the other party was not a real idiot, and said with a smile: "It's not raining, you have to bring an umbrella, it's always good to be prepared." ”

"What about Wuzhu?" looked around at the sword and pointed out the essence of the problem.

Fan Xian didn't answer him directly to this question, but instead asked, "What do you know about the temple?"

As soon as these words came out, Si Gu Jian knew the whereabouts of Wuzhu, and a rare peaceful smile appeared on his face, and he said, "The temple is just a dead thing, don't worry too much...... Even if the exercises cultivated by your emperor Lao Tzu are passed down from the temple, so what? The temple will never help him personally. ”

Fan Xian was not very sure of this, after all, many years ago, it seemed that the temple heard the prayer of Emperor Qing and sent a certain messenger to transfer Uncle Wuzhu out of Kyoto. And now that Uncle Wuzhu is going to the temple, what kind of ending will he end up fighting for seems to have the most fundamental and far-reaching impact on the general trend of the world.

Looking at Jian with his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to feel the deep worry and shallow fear in Fan Xian's heart, and after being silent for a long time, he said, "Temple...... In fact, it is just a temple, and it is not really a deity. ”

Fan Xian's heart moved, and he asked, "Have you been to the temple?"

"I'm not a pervert like Bitter Lotus and Sean, how could I go to that kind of place where birds don't shit?" looked at the sword's brows, obviously thinking in his heart that didn't match the tone of the sentence, "Say it again...... I don't know where the temple is. ”

"Still. He continued, "You have to understand one thing, if the temple really came and erased the traces of your mother's stay in the world, then Neku would have been gone long ago, and you should have died. ”

Fan Xian was silent, thinking that this judgment was correct.

"Of course, we can also tell that the temple has indeed sent messengers to the world. Si Gu Jian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, "But don't forget, this piece of wood is also one of the messengers in the temple, since he can protect the safety of your mother and you, this can only show that the messengers from the temple are not as powerful as you think." ”

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, and then thought of what Uncle Wuzhu had said many years ago.

"There aren't many people in the family anymore. ”

Could it be that this sentence means that the temple has fallen into decay, and there is no power that is enough to affect the world? Then why does Uncle Wuzhu want to go back? Of course, if this qiē is really as he guessed, Fan Xian will be happy to accept this situation, after all, facing an emperor Lao Tzu like a high mountain has already made him feel unbearable, and coupled with an unfathomable temple outside the sky, it will really damage his confidence to the lowest point.

............ "Hmm...... You once sent Sean back to Northern Qi back then, and your mother and Wuzhu were both people who came out of the temple, don't you want to go back to the temple to see, what is that place where you pretend to be a ghost?"

Fan Xian was slightly stunned when he heard this, then laughed, looked back at him and said, "If there is a chance, I am still willing to go and see it, but it is on the basis that my life can be guaranteed." You're ...... At this time, you must be very curious to say such a thing?"

Sigu Jian is the supreme power of human beings, and he is also an acquaintance with Wuzhu, and he vaguely knows where the power level of the temple is, so for that ethereal temple, it is not like those ordinary people in the world, with a sense of awe and worship that swells up from the depths of his heart.

He was a great master, and his strength was strong enough to compete with the horns in that temple, so when he talked about the temple, his tone was not very respectful, but there was a deliberately revealed indifference and disdain.

It's just that people are curious, and the great master is no exception, especially a great master who is about to die, and he looks down on everything in the world, but for that temple, he still maintains curiosity and voyeurism.

After all, in this world, only Sean and Kuhe have ever been to the temple, and these two old men are dead. Maybe Ye Qingmei and Wuzhu came from the temple, but Ye Qingmei was also dead, and Wuzhu set foot on the way home.

The secret of the Outer Heaven Temple is still the biggest secret in this world. Looking around at Fan Xian, there was a strange look hidden in his calm eyes, he knew that the only person who could know where the temple was located now should be the young man in front of him.

"I know it from Sean's mouth, Uncle Wuzhu's memory has always been bad, and you must know it too. Fan Xian said softly: "The temple is in the extreme north, after passing through the Northern Qi Tianguan, it will continue to walk on the frozen soil of the snow field for several months, until the end of the night, if you are lucky, you can see a magnificent and quiet black and green building, that ...... It's the temple. ”

Si Gu Jian was silent, before death came, he finally knew where the temple was, he seemed to get what he wanted, he should be calm, but the thin body under the thick quilt obviously exuded a faint melancholy aura.

"It turns out that in the far north, there is no sunlight in the end, is it the underworld of yīn?" looked at the sword's eyes like an ancient well, slowly swaying the fine lines of old age, and sighed and said: "Sure enough, it is not a genus in the world, and the heart yearns for it, and the heart yearns for it." ”

"Hmm......" Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looking at the thin face under the quilt, and suddenly found that some kind of brilliance gradually bloomed on that face, could it be that he knew the location of the temple, which made this dying great master suddenly burst into some kind of obsession?

Fan Xian did not explain what is the polar day and what is the polar night, these are concepts that do not belong to this world, there is no need to say it to give people a headache. Since Si Gu Jian is willing to think that the temple is not a genus in the world, perhaps this kind of cognition will make this great master have a concept of this world.

“...... The heart yearns for it. Si Gu Jian said in admiration: "Back then, I thought that if the matter of Dadong Mountain could be resolved smoothly, I would go to the ends of the earth to find the temple. ”

"Everyone is curious about the unknown. Fan Xian can understand this kind of situation very well.

The eyes of the Si Gu Jian narrowed slightly, piercing the roof like a cold sword, and said in a sand voice: "I just want to see if I can tear down the broken temple with this sword in my hand." ”

Demolish the temple!

After Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, countless complicated feelings arose in his heart, he originally thought that Sigu Jian was just like the bitter lotus Shaun back then, willing to go to the temple outside the sky, to satisfy the desire of every life source to explore the unknown, but he didn't expect that this great master would actually want to challenge the temple!

A sword behind him, strolling through the snowfield, encountering the green mountains, entering the thick gate, pointing to the ethereal temple, and cutting off the people in the clouds.

What a heroism. If the matter of Dadong Mountain back then was really like the design of the bitter lotus and the Sigu Sword, the three parties in the world would be determined, and the Sigu Sword would be tired in this world, but I was afraid that it would really embark on the road of challenging the Heavenly Dao, and the synonym of the Heavenly Dao in this world is naturally the temple.

Thinking of that scene, he was as calm as Fan Xian, and he couldn't help but be slightly moved, but he knew that this qiē had ended with Emperor Lao Tzu's royal punch on Dadong Mountain, and he would end his life looking at the sword, but he was afraid that he would not be able to reach the temple, let alone point at the temple.

This is indeed a pity.

"Will you go to the temple?" asked Si Gu Jian as he suddenly stared at Fan Xian's eyes.

"I don't know much about the temple, and naturally I don't have any big bad feelings. "Fan Xian didn't know how many religions he had seen in his previous life, in comparison, the temple of Qingguo in this world is far away from the nine heavens, and rarely interferes in world affairs, this style makes Fan Xian more agreeable, and because of the mystery, Fan Xian really can't have too much resistance.

"The temple doesn't do the world's business?" Si Gu Jian smiled and said, "Then how did your mother come out? How did this world change? Why did Emperor Qing become the current Emperor Qing? Maybe those people in the temple who are high up in the temple are really just watching this qiē coldly, but we grew up on this continent, why should they let them watch us live?"

"It's a bad feeling. ”

"It reminds me of many years ago, under the big green tree, watching those ants move, watching those ants fight. Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "But I'm not an ant, I don't like to be looked at." ”

Fan Xian was silent for a long time and said, "If one day in the future, I will go to the temple, I will carry your ashes." ”

Si Gu Jian closed his eyes and said, "What your kid said, there have never been a few words that are true. ”

Fan Xian suddenly found that the great grandmaster spoke in a tone like a child, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm not a world killing god like you, I don't have the courage and strength to slaughter gods, if I don't have to do it, of course I don't want to go to the temple to kill myself." ”

After a slight pause, Fan Xian scratched his head and said, "Of course, who knows what will happen in the future? If one day, I scatter your ashes on the stone steps of the temple and go to the feet of those immortals, it will be your wish." ”

Si Gu Jian said: "Then when it burns in a few days, you can't make the fire too strong, there are not many bones in my body, if they are all burned into powder, then it will be a fart, you have to leave some big bone joints." ”

Fan Xian responded: "This is indeed the place to pay attention. ”

There is a great fear between life and death, and in this fear, Si Gu Jian and Fan Xian are smiling and talking about the future, the bones, the size of the fire, where it goes, the atmosphere is relaxed, but Fan Xian can't help but give birth to an inexplicable sadness.

The twilight rì has sunk most of the time, the sea breeze makes the city pass, blowing thousands of miles, straight into the depths of the grass house, provoking the sword house to be moved by a wind outside the quiet room, and thousands of swords in the big pit move at the same time, Ding dang sounds, which is exciting.

Si Gu Jian turned his head with great difficulty, his gaze swept over Fan Xian's shoulder, and he looked at the long-legged mosquito in the corner of the wall that had reached the end of its life, could not eat, refused to fly away, and was persistent and idiot, and fell into a long silence.

Fan Xian sat beside him, suddenly leaned down, and whispered the matter of Shijia Village in his ear. Shijia Village is located between the Northern Qi and Dongyi, and if it really wants to grow in the future, it is inseparable from the strong support of Jianlu, and the preservation of Shijia Village will inevitably bring great benefits to Dongyi City.

However, to Fan Xian's surprise, after Si Gu Jian heard that the Ye family was preparing to open a second battlefield in Dongyi City, his face remained calm and unchanged, just staring at the corner of the wall, as if he didn't care at all about what Dongyi City would become after his death.

For a while, Fan Xian thought that he had misjudged Si Gu Jian's mind before he died, the most important mind he had taught himself.

At this moment, Si Gu Jian said: "There is a booklet under my pillow, Kuhe gave it to me from Qingshan before he died, and asked me to transfer it to you, I can't understand the things on the booklet, I hope you can understand it." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, he didn't know what was written on that booklet, which would make the two great masters so solemn before they died.