Yangzhou, Taihua Mountain.

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the wind and the scenery were bright, the trees were high and the forest was dense, and a generation of spear immortals was sitting on a crack stone, and there was a small square cloth on the ground.

On top of the square cloth is a pot of old wine, a plate of peanuts, and a large plate of beef.

The mountain breeze accompanied the birds in the sky to linger around the old man, if there is a scholar here, it is inevitable to compose a poem.

When he was eating, the old man couldn't help humming a small tune in his mouth, a Jiangnan tune, naughty and brisk, just like birds and beasts in the forest in spring, crying happily.

The bamboo chopsticks in his hand involuntarily knocked on the edge of the bowl with the small tune of his mouth, making a crisp sound, and at this time, a burst of inappropriate footsteps slowly came into the ears of the old man.

The old man smiled softly and continued to hum his own tune until the end of the song.

Appearing next to Jie Yunzhao is also an old man with early flowers, the old man holds a spear in his hand, and walks straight to Jie Yunzhao's side, more than 20 years have passed, Jie Yunzhao is still the same as before, old and strong.

But Yuan Zhenshan boiled out his gray hair and became extraordinarily vicissitudes.

"Jie Lao, I haven't seen you for a long time." Yuan Zhenshan inserted the iron spear in his hand into the stubborn stone and said.

Jie Yunzhao smiled softly, "I didn't call the old man by his name, it seems that he is indeed old." ”

Yuan Zhenshan shook his head laughingly, sitting opposite Jieyunzhao, and in front of him, Jieyunzhao had already prepared bamboo chopsticks, Yuan Zhenshan picked up the chopsticks and smiled sullenly, "It seems that Jiejun knew that I was going to come here, and even the dishes and chopsticks were ready." ”

"From the moment you asked the son of the Ning family to bring thousands of miles to the soil, the old man knew that you would come sooner or later, fortunately, before I left this world, I waited for you." Jie Yunzhao raised his wine glass and said softly.

Yuan Zhenshan also raised his glass, and on the top of the mountain, the two clinked glasses and drank to the fullest.

Jieyunzhao's wine is not Jiangnan green plum wine, but the kind of strong wine similar to Northwest rice wine, which is extremely spicy.

Yuan Zhenshan's throat was hot and painful, and the two of them at this time didn't look like they were about to fight to the death, but more like a pair of old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years were drinking and catching up.

"Yes, come back sooner or later, come and take Madame home, come and retrieve my spear, come and finish the fight that is not over." As he spoke, Yuan Zhenshan turned to look at a golden gun that had stood for more than 20 years on the side of the mountain not far away, as well as the stone tomb next to the golden gun.

It was his wife who was asleep.

Jie Yunzhao sighed, "Actually, you have already won, from the moment you decided to come to Taihua Mountain, you have already won, not everyone has the courage to face the past again." ”

"Hahaha." Yuan Zhenshan laughed and raised his glass to drink, "I'm all old, what courage is not courageous, I just don't want to leave regrets." ”

"yes, it's always over." Jieyun summoned a full drink, "Win or lose." ”

"After drinking this one?"

Jieyunzhao raised his glass and drank bitterly, and three cups were lowered.

When he came to his wife's tomb, Yuan Zhenshan's eyes were red, and he bowed three times at his wife's tombstone, his eyes were red, "Xiaohe, I'm here." ”

Jie Yunzhao stretched out his hand, a wooden gun appeared in his hand, Yuan Zhenshan took a deep breath, and came to the golden gun, his true anger surging.

The golden gun crushed stone is really pneumatic.

On the top of the mountain, the true qi surged, and the loud sound was like spring thunder, like summer rain.

At the foot of Taihua Mountain, looking at the smoke and dust on the top of the mountain that was dispersed by the true qi, whether it was the people passing by here or the warriors who came to admire it, they stopped and stared.

A two-gun battle, on the verge of breaking out.

"Boom."

Yuan Zhenshan, the king of the gun, took the lead in making a move, the sky was thundering, the sky above Taihua Mountain flashed and thundered for a moment, and the volley rose in the air, although the golden gun in his hand was dormant for twenty years, but the power was not reduced, the golden light accompanied by lightning flashed in the air, the spear pointed straight at the sky, and the golden light fell.

"The strength has improved, not bad." Looking at the strange sound in the air, Jie Yunzhao lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Go."

Yuan Zhenshan roared loudly, and the golden light lingered around the body of the spear and rushed straight to Jieyun.

Jie Yunzhao directly lifted the curtain wall in his hand, jumped up, the true qi behind him rolled, the spear was like an angry dragon roaring into the sky, rushing straight out, the two guns met, and they both wanted to defeat the enemy with one blow.

The huge aura swept across the mountaintop, and the top of Taihua Mountain, which had been flattened, was swept by the true qi again, and the competition between the top masters was lost by a thousand miles.

The true qi was agitated, and the two of them shook at the same time, and with just one blow, the entire Taihua Mountain Peak became a mess. But on the side is the tomb that is indeed intact.

Yuan Zhenshan's feet fell to the ground, the boulder under his feet instantly cracked, and the whole person raised his spear out, the spear momentum was like thunder, and the golden light was discharged.

Jieyun summoned not moving, a thunderbolt, the wooden gun in his hand hung in the air, the moment he saw Yuan Zhenshan's shot, the whole person flew out, and the gun in his right hand swept out directly, and this move swept directly away half of Taihua Mountain.

The people and warriors under the mountain let out exclamations, this is the duel of the gods and spirits, not a stone break, but a mountain break.

Yuan Zhenshan stepped up with a gun, and the moment the two true qi collided, there was a loud bang. The frightened people below retreated one after another, and the ordinary warriors were shocked by this momentum.

And in this group of warriors, there is a familiar figure shuttling, that is Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan rode the little white starry night and finally arrived at Taihua Mountain, but he was still one step late, and when he came, the battle had already begun.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at Mount Taihua, the stratus clouds above the top of the mountain make up for it, the true qi is full of ups and downs, and the two sides are inseparable from each other.

"Mr. Yuan, you shouldn't have come here." Ning Xiaochuan clenched his fists, stood at the foot of the mountain and shook his head with emotion.

The two people on the top of the mountain could not hear the sound at the bottom of the mountain.

Is the true qi permeating the top of the mountain, the two of them have passed a hundred moves, and the golden spear in Yuan Zhenshan's hand is still standing, blocking in front of him, but the blood foam seeping out of the corner of his mouth is enough to explain everything.

The wooden gun in Jie Yunzhao's hand has also been replaced three times, and now the fourth one in his hand is the fourth, and he can replace three guns in succession in terms of marksmanship attainments, looking at the world, Yuan Zhenshan is also the first person.

Jie Yunzhao crossed the top of the mountain, standing with the spear in his hand, looking at the seriously injured Yuan Zhenshan, Jie Yunzhao was a little unbearable.

"Fight now, you should know that you are not my opponent, you and I are in love, you go down the mountain, this injury is not light, and it will take months of recuperation to recover."

Listening to Jie Yunzhao's words, the corners of Yuan Zhenshan's mouth were bloody, but he laughed, the first time he went up the mountain, it was for martial arts, to prove himself, and to reach the pinnacle, which is what every martial arts person dreams of.

But this time he went up the mountain, not to pursue martial arts, not to win the pinnacle, but for the regret in his heart, to finish this impossible battle.

He Yuan Zhenshan has lost too much in his life because of the title of King of Guns.

When I got older, I realized that the name of this gun king was like a dandelion in summer, and it would disperse as soon as the wind blew.

If he was given a choice, he would rather not have the name of the gun king, but also keep his wife and children.

"Jie Lao, I know that my skills are not as good as others, but since I am standing here, please give me the last dignity and go all out to fight with me, only in this way can I have the face to see Xiaohe, otherwise I will not be willing to die even if I die."

Yuan Zhenshan looked at Jie Yunzhao calmly, but his cracked back had already stained his clothes blood-red.

"Death?" Jie Yunzhao frowned and looked at Yuan Zhenshan.

Yuan Zhenshan smiled softly, and his whole body's true qi converged on the spear, "Jie Lao, please fight with me." ”

This roar shook the sky.

Jie Yunzhao lightly lifted the gun, looking at Yuan Zhenshan, the entire top of the mountain suddenly shook violently, and the true qi condensed on the tip of the spear, turning into a tornado, carrying gravel, rolling sand, and the tip of the spear was all powder.

Yuan Zhenshan looked at Jie Yunzhao and muttered two words at the corner of his mouth.

Thank you!

Yuan Zhenshan, who was as imposing as a rainbow, exhausted the last trace of true qi in the dantian, and the golden gun in his hand was as bright as a glow.

The moment the two spears collided, the golden light flashed, and at this moment, Yuan Zhenshan suddenly saw his wife, standing in the golden light not far away, looking at himself quietly, and in the golden light and shadow under his feet, he also changed back to his youthful appearance.

"Earthquake ......"

His wife's intimate voice sounded, Yuan Zhenshan's eyes were red, he had seen this scene countless times in his dreams, and every time he rushed over to hug his wife, he woke up from the dream.

But this time, he hugged his wife, took her hand, and the two of them bathed in the divine golden light, enjoying the long-lost joy.

As the sun set, the top of Taihua Mountain was already in shambles, and Jie Yunzhao put the seriously injured Yuan Zhenshan on his shoulders and took him to sit on the edge of the cliff behind Xiaohe's grave.

Here you can overlook the whole Yangzhou, as well as the Tear Luo River that passes through Yangzhou.

The two old men sat quietly on the edge of the cliff and watched the sunset, both of them put down their spears in their hands, and at this moment they were more like each other's old friends.

In the last move, Yuan Zhenshan was defeated, but Jie Yunzhao was not comfortable, and blood spurted out directly.

There are all gun masters in the world, and only Yuan Zhenshan can make Jieyunzhao injured, and the two are not so much enemies as sympathy for each other, and they are enemies but not enemies.

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of Yuan Zhenshan's mouth, Yuan Zhenshan lifted his weak arm, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, looked at the sunset, and said with a smile, "I saw Xiaohe, she was waiting for me." ”

Jie Yunzhao didn't speak, and quietly looked at the falling sunset and the rushing river with red eyes.

That shot was Jie Yunzhao's all-out blow, which gave Yuan Zhenshan enough respect, and it was also this respect that shattered the internal organs of a generation of gun kings and made him lifeless.

"The river goes east leisurely, and it is difficult to go against the current." Jie Yunzhao muttered softly, and Yuan Zhenshan, who was sitting next to him, was already in tears.

"The sunset is twilight, and there is no time to rise." Yuan Zhenshan trembled and said the last words of his life.

The sun sets, and the moonlight shines on the mountain tops.

Looking at Yuan Zhenshan, who had long been lifeless beside him, Jieyun summoned the ninja and said in a sad and deep voice, "I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water." ”

Since then, Daebong has no gun king.

At the top of Taihua Mountain, a new tomb and an old tomb.

In the middle of the two graves, the golden gun stands.