"What's going on, what's going on?"

Li Haomiao looked at the trembling Lonely Sky Tower in surprise.

The Lonely Sky Tower has been standing for thousands of years, and even if the seal is loosened, it has never produced such a vision.

The tower keeper drank calmly. "It's not a bad thing, but it gives this kid a great opportunity."

"What chance can make the Tower of the Lonely Sky shake?" Li Haomiao wondered.

The tower keeper just smiled and didn't elaborate.

And the next moment, the tower keeper's expression suddenly became hot.

Walking out of the wind and snow, a sword light hovered in front of Yu Zhi's body.

A figure fused from the sword light.

"I thought you would have to take longer, but in just five days, you walked out of this snowstorm."

"Nebula has always had a good eye. This time, I found a good seedling for him again. ”

Yu Zhi bowed.

"Junior Yu Zhi, I have seen the Flying Snow Sword Master."

The illusory figure is like a cold sword, and its expression is as calm as a snow-capped mountain that has not melted for thousands of years.

A pair of eyes with a sword edge.

This person is the Flying Snow Sword Master, the head of the six masters of the human world thousands of years ago.

"How did you guess who I am?"

Yu Zhi spoke: "I have heard some legends from my predecessors. Ruthless sword intent, only the Flying Snow Sword Master thousands of years ago in the world had such a sword intent. So naturally, it's not too difficult to guess one or two. ”

The Flying Snow Sword Master rarely showed a smile.

"There's a third trial... It's also your chance. ”

Yu Zhi looked at the Flying Snow Sword Master with a strange gaze and said, "Senior, you can also see that the junior and Yun Jin's predecessor know each other. Can you let the younger generation go? If you can't get through these three trials, you will die. ”

"There are old mothers to support in the younger generation, and there are young children to be fed. Senior ......"

The Flying Snow Sword Master really couldn't listen to it, and said, "My chance, everyone dreams of sword cultivators, don't you want it?" ”

Yu Zhi looked at the Flying Snow Sword Master in a daze, seemed to think seriously, and shook his head.

"It's a fluke that the juniors passed the first two trials. Compared with the pursuit of kendo, the younger generation is more willing to accompany his wife and daughter all the time. ”

Yu Zhi didn't want to die in the middle of the trial.

The first two trials had already made him think hard, and although his sword technique and sword intent had grown unprecedentedly, Yu Zhi still didn't want to risk his life to get the last chance.

Good luck... This kind of thing, like money, must also be used for life.

The final trial, without thinking too much, must be extremely difficult.

If only I could get through.

If you can't get by, it's a life.

The Flying Snow Sword Master was surprised, it was the first time he had met a sword cultivator who didn't want this opportunity.

Yu Zhi continued: "Senior, there is a tall man on top of the sky when the sky falls. The younger generation is afraid of death, and only wants his wife and children to be hot on the kang, if he has the strength, he is willing to save the world. ”

He just wants to be a little person, despite the dangers.

The Flying Snow Sword Master has his own arrogance, and seeing Yu Zhi's refusal like this, he will not surrender his identity, so he has to ask Yu Zhi to accept this opportunity.

Then the Flying Snow Sword Lord spoke: "That being the case, I won't force you. You don't want this opportunity, someone wants this opportunity. ”

Yu Zhi could feel the chill in the words of the Flying Snow Sword Master.

This is the fate of the Flying Snow Sword Master, and someone doesn't want it.

The tower keepers outside the Lonely Sky Tower wished that they were Yu Zhi.

He looked at Li Haomiao who was drinking on the side. "Isn't your nephew stupid?"

Li Haomiao blinked, not knowing what the tower keeper's words meant.

Just as Yu Zhi was glad that he had escaped, the Flying Snow Sword Master continued: "You can do without this chance, but the third trial still has to be carried out. ”

Yu Zhi was stunned. "Senior, I don't want this opportunity."

"I know. Whether or not you pass the third trial, I won't give you the chance. ”

Hearing this, Yu Zhi was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the Flying Snow Sword Master to have such a move.

Hasn't this passed the third trial, and there is no chance to get it?

Alas, what a loss for the lady and the soldiers!

The third trial continues.

A flash of sword light inexorably entered Yu Zhi's eyebrows.

Suddenly, Yu Zhi's eyes were blank, and he sat cross-legged weakly.

"Young master, young master, the Lord has sent a message to you to hurry back. General Lai's daughter is here, let you hurry up and meet him. ”

The young man in fresh clothes and angry horses put down the curved bow in his hand and frowned slightly.

"General Li's daughter, isn't that a family affair set for me by my father?"

Scenes flashed in Yu Zhi's mind, and he seemed to be living a new life.

In this life, the Beidou Battalion was not destroyed, Yu Shanhe did not die, and Jiang Xiyue raised Yu Zhi to grow up.

Without the disaster in Kyoto, the Beidou Battalion still guarded the northern border and was the most trusted army of the Great Chu Emperor.

This life is completely different from everything Yu Zhi has experienced.

There are so many hardships and dangers, and there are countless warmth and tranquility.

Back in Beiliang City, Yu Zhi met Li Shi'an's daughter, that is, the woman who married him - Li Wantong.

Li Wantong is very good, there is no congenital leg disease, no arrogant temper.

Wen Wan and virtuous lady, she is also a famous lady in Kyoto, and she is a good granddaughter of Li Xiuyuan's distress.

The identity of Miss Xiangfu and Li Xiuyuan's recognition are the things that Li Wantong desires the most in this life.

In this dream, everything came true.

Soon, the two got married.

The young master of the Beidou camp and the granddaughter of the prime minister of the dynasty tied the knot, which was a marriage between the wealthy families of Da Chu.

"Tong'er, shall we have a baby?"

"Husband..."

In the third year of marriage, the two had a daughter.

The world is peaceful, the family is happy, everything is so complete.

Yu Zhi, as the young master of the Beidou Battalion, trained with the Beidou Battalion in the north.

Gradually, Yu Zhi became famous in the north, and the prestige of the Beidou Battalion became increasingly high.

The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind.

Naturally, some people in the Kyoto court were jealous and secretly planned to pull the Beidou camp off the horse.

As Emperor Chu became old and suspicious, rumors of the Beidou Battalion's intention to rebel entered the palace again and again.

Finally, the Beidou Battalion, which has been guarding the northern border all the year round, has flourished and declined.

A holy decree, the Beidou Battalion became history.

After the abolition, the officers and men of the Beidou Battalion were suppressed by all sides.

Those traitors who had been intimidated by the Beidou Battalion came out one after another and exterminated the old Beidou Battalion.

Year after year, the soldiers of the Beidou Battalion are almost dead.

The Big Dipper will protect Yu Shanhe and Jiang Xiyue to death, and Yu Zhi and Li Wantong fled with their young daughters.

From the north to Nanzhou, Yushanhe died, and Jiang Xiyue also died.

Li Wantong and her daughter also died under the blade.

Only Yu Zhi lives in the shadows.

The Beidou battalion was abolished, and there was an endless hunt... In the end, the Beidou Battalion was destroyed.

It's just that this time it was destroyed only because of the suspicion of the royal family.

"Daddy, Tong'er...."Yu Zhi, who felt everything in the Lonely Sky Tower, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The Flying Snow Sword Lord on the side looked at everything indifferently.

Yu knew that everything he experienced was created by him.

The death of parents, the death of wives and daughters... Falling from the clouds to the abyss is very painful.

He had seen too many people like him, either wallowing in pain and waiting for death to come, or breaking free from the quagmire and picking himself up......

Next, it is up to Yu Zhi to choose.

Life is rare for seventy years.

This life is not long, nor is it short.

Ten years, after Li Wantong's death, Yu Zhi hid in the deep mountains of Dachu where no one haunted.

Outside a simple thatched hut are empty graves with names engraved on the tombstones.

Yu Shanhe, Jiang Xiyue, Li Wantong.... There are also Wei Wuji, Li Qingru and so on.

Tombstones resemble dwarf woods for countless counts.

Year after year, Yu Zhi did not stop practicing, and every year he would walk out of this deep mountain, and then bring back the heads one by one and put them in front of countless graves to pay tribute to the souls of the dead.

"Daddy, Tong'er... There are also the soldiers of the Beidou Battalion. ”

"Today, I'm leaving. I've been waiting for ten years, repairing the sword for ten years. ”

"Starting today, I will kill those who persecuted the Beidou Battalion one by one, and I will never let anyone go."

After three bows, Yu Zhi, who was nearly forty years old, got up and left.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the Nine Grades of the Open Monument, and he is already one of the few people at the peak of the world.

On this day, the prefect of Nanzhou Prefecture caught fire, and there were more than 500 people in the house, and none of them survived.

The commander of the Nanzhou Mansion died in the camp tent in the army, and the only wounds on his body were a fatal sword wound in the throat.

People are like ghosts, and the hosts take people's heads from them, silently.

Three days later, the three county guards of Yunzhou Prefecture all died at home, and their wives and daughters still did not survive.

The Emperor of Chu was furious and sent the royal family to worship him, and issued a reward to arrest the murderer.

But only ten days later, Wuhou, who was guarding the northern border, killed five people in a row, and the two sects of the 100,000 Mountains were destroyed overnight.

The government and the opposition were all shocked, and even the northern army camps were terrified.

Half a month ago, Yu Zhi had killed thousands of people, and the thick murderous aura had not diminished by half, and the hatred and anger in his heart were becoming more and more surging.

On this day, Yu Zhi returned to his hometown.

This piece of house is the residence of Yu Zhi's family.

Ten years later, this place has long been deserted.

Weeds everywhere, ruined courtyards, crumbling houses... Yu Zhi sat casually on the stone bench, and the picture of his wife and daughter playing in front of him appeared, and his daughter, who had just learned to walk, swayed towards him.

"Daddy... Daddy. ”

The aftermath is still there, and the soul is gone.

Yu Zhi, who was full of scum, left two lines of tears.

There are thousands of blades in the world, but the past hurts the most.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Yu Zhi's ears.

"Killed so many people... Is it enough? ”

At this moment, Yu Zhi seemed to realize something, and his expression was particularly cold.

"Not enough. Those people are all going to die, and it's not enough to die a thousand times or ten thousand times! ”

A month later, Yu Zhi came to Kyoto.

The city is full of portraits of Yu Zhi, and the amount of the bounty has increased again and again, and now it has reached one million gold.

But in the face of such a killing god who opened the monument and the pinnacle of the ninth grade, the grandmaster did not come out, and no one could stop him.

Who would dare to accept this bounty?

"Dog Emperor, come out!"

"Kill my parents, wife and daughter, kill my Beidou Battalion soldiers... Today, the unjust souls of the Beidou Battalion are coming to collect debts from you! ”