The patriarch's long blue hair was flying, and with a move he raised his hand, the mirror shattered into countless irregular small fragments, slowly floating into the air, and condensed into a small bronze mirror more than a palm long and three fingers wide in his hand.

This is the original appearance of the Kunlun Divine Mirror.

The patriarch took a deep look at his clansmen, and his body gradually turned into a snowstorm:

"Let's go."

......

August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hai time.

Jiannan Road, Yucheng, Zhaojia Village.

Hill next to the village.

Zhao Shouba smoked a dry cigarette, knelt in front of the three tombs, he knocked the cigarette pouch on the leftmost mound, and spit out a puff of blue smoke:

"Brother Changyuan, take a bite?"

Then he took another hard sip and swallowed the clouds, "Sister-in-law is happy today, I won't scold you, you say yes, sister-in-law?"

He looked at the stone tablet on the far right and let out a long breath:

"It's a rare reunion, the children who left home have returned."

Behind him, Zhao Wujiang and the patriarch of the Kunlun Relic Clan walked slowly.

Zhao Wujiang stared at the three tombs in front of him in a daze, and many words poured out in his heart, wanting to speak.

can be said in a thousand words, and only one sentence is condensed on his lips:

"Daddy, Sister... Xiao Zhao is back."

Memories turned over the river, and he fell to his knees, and in his mind were pictures of the past.

On the side, Zhao Shou sat on the ground, his clothes and pants were covered with mud, the full moon was cold, and the dry smoke covered his face:

"You're old..."

He said to the patriarch before him.

"Not as good as you." The patriarch smiled with emotion, he and Zhao Shou had known each other in their early years.

"Why don't you bring me a radish from Kunlun?" Zhao Shou knocked the cigarette stick on the ground, then took out the tobacco from the cigarette pouch and stuffed it into the head of the cigarette stick.

The Kunlun patriarch didn't expect Zhao Shou to be so out of the topic, he shook his head and smiled:

"I was in a hurry, and I forgot to bring you some ginseng."

"I owe it first, and then I'll talk about it when I come back." Zhao Shou took two bites, looking comfortable and spitting out green mist.

The patriarch's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhao Shou: "You want to go too?"

"I've been guarding it for a lifetime..." Zhao Shou looked at the full moon and muttered softly.

I have guarded it all my life, but I can't protect the pure land in my heart by guarding it alone.

......

August 18, the end of the hour, near Hai.

Cangwu Mountain is deep in darkness and cannot be moonlighted, and at this moment, there are people with moonlight on their backs, staring at this darkness.

"Here we are." Li Chunjun sat on the edge of the pit, like a fishing veteran, and next to him squatted Lin Tiannan, who was as strong as a cow.

Someone came dressed in stars and moons.

The flying figures came from far and near, and Li Chunjun saw the three comers.

On the left is a middle-aged man, with a face full of vicissitudes, wearing a white Confucian shirt, which is extremely incongruous on his body, but seems to be the only clean clothing he can handle.

In the middle is a young man, about twenty out of five, handsome and beautiful, dressed in a black shirt, Li Chunjun's eyes narrowed slightly, this young man he knows, it is Zhao Wujiang who erected a monument statue in Lingnan Province.

The person on the far right is wearing a gray wood robe, the robe is embroidered with the ancient tree of Qingtian Mountain, and the most peculiar thing is the blue hair of the whole head.

At the same time, Li Chunjun also felt an aura similar to that of the White Tiger Spirit on him.

Three people landed, and five people clasped their fists in salute.

"Kunlun Protoss Patriarch Aoki."

"Jiannan Zhaojia Village, Zhao Wujiang."

"Jiannan Zhaojia Village, Zhao Shou."

"Jianghu Alliance Leader Li Chunjun."

"Lin Tiannan, the deputy leader of the Jianghu Alliance."

Lin Tiannan has been looking at Zhao Wujiang in shock since Zhao Wujiang appeared, and he has not seen him for half a year, he has felt a sense of oppression like an abyss and a sea in Zhao Wujiang, although it is not as strong as Li Chunjun, but it is extremely strong.

He rubbed his bald head and exclaimed:

"Zhao Wujiang, your talent is too powerful, right? It's only been a long time since I saw you, tsk.

I'm afraid it's hard to find someone as proud as you in the world."

As soon as the words fell, a loud laugh rang out.

"Fart!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and two more figures flew by.

The first to arrive was a young man with bright silver hair, none other than Chaos.

As soon as he landed, he glared at Zhao Wujiang, his face full of unhappiness:

"Why didn't you call me? Afraid I'll steal your limelight?"

Lin Tiannan's eyes widened angrily, wasn't this the chaos that he wanted to take down Zhao Wujiang in the first place? Looking at chaos now, it doesn't look like hostility.

He exclaimed, "Zhao Wujiang, have you subdued Chaos?"

"You bald man can't speak? It's called a year-old friend..."Chaos darkened his face, and then realized that the words were inappropriate, and tried to correct them:

"It's called a friend of Guan Bao!"

Another person who accompanied Chaos had appeared, an old man in a silver and black robe, about five feet tall, with his back bent.

"By the way, this is an old guy from the Zhou family, named Ji Jichang, who is about to ascend to the seventh order.

The old guys of the other clans don't sell my face anymore, and they can't be called."

Chaos introduces to everyone.

Everyone nodded to Ji Jichang.

Li Chunjun looked at everyone:

"I don't know if there are still Taoist friends coming, the tomb door was opened yesterday, and we won't wait for time, don't wait.

The situation must be clear to all of you, so the old man won't go into details."

With that, he stepped on the flying sword and jumped forward.

Zhao Wujiang could clearly feel Li Chunjun's sorrow.

"A man is old and has a great temper, and this is his virtue." Lin Tiannan explained to everyone with a smile, and then jumped into the sinkhole.

The patriarch of the Kunlun Relic Clan and Zhao Shou tapped their footsteps and followed in.

Chaos stopped Zhao Wujiang and signaled that he had something to say, and Zhou's Ji Jichang put his hands behind his back, and his figure flew by:

"The old decay goes first."

When only Chaos and Zhao Wujiang were left above, Zhao Wujiang's eyes were clear in yin and yang, and he asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

The night breeze blew through his long chaotic hair, and he smiled, "Do you feel the smell of incense? Are you getting close to the gods?"

Zhao Wujiang shook his head, his eyes flashing:

"No, it's only the sixth order now, and it's hard to take another half step.

Even if there is luck and incense, it is only worthy of the seventh order."

"Then I'll ask you again." The chaotic voice became slightly muffled:

"Why didn't you call Wang Yuan?"

"He's only reached the first level, is it useful?" Zhao Wujiang was in a deep voice, his back to the moonlight, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Although Dan is a false god, is it meaningful to ascend a few steps in front of Him? Except for Li Chunjun, who can make a few moves, you and I don't have a chance!"

Chaos' left eye was filled with silver-white moonlight, and his right eye was in the infinite darkness, and his voice was faint:

"You didn't call me!

When I came, I went to the clan to ask for someone, except for the Wang family and the Zhou family, the rest ignored me, and Wang Yuan clearly told me that you told him not to get involved in this matter!"

"There is no solution to this matter, there is no point in him coming." The yin and yang colors in Zhao Wujiang's eyes continued to rotate, and the mighty qi was wrapped in the night wind whistling around.

"What about me? I've recovered to the eighth order." Chaos Young Lang's face furrowed into deep brows, and he looked at Zhao Wujiang's face:

"It's not completely incomprehensible, although we can't defeat Dan, we can re-seal him with the help of the flint seal in the Cangwu Tomb!

One more person, one more chance.

I made an appointment with all the tribes before, and I wanted to save the gluttony, but it was just for the sake of many strengths.

And why didn't you call me?"