Void of Martial Arts?

Chen Zhuo's expression was complicated, looking at the sky, listening to the laughter that disappeared with the wind, and the first look of shock in his eyes was seen.

This feeling is indescribable, as if when he was successful in his family and thought that he would finally be able to show his strength, he suddenly realized that there are still "mysterious" people in the world.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people...... See the mountains.

What is behind the void?

Thinking of this, Chen Zhuo couldn't help but feel fluctuating and his eyelids trembled.

And those golden soldiers, seeing this situation, were even more unbearable, one by one, their faces were pale, panicked and confused, some seemed to have a nervous breakdown, and fled with crazy laughter and screams, some fell to the ground, prostrate and worshipped, and some lost their minds and looked at the sky.

Such a scene that is almost soaring in the sky is enough to shock the past and the present, and shock the world.

The wind and snow are still there.

Chen Zhuo retracted his eyes in a trance, raised his hand to grasp it, and the spear diagonally inserted on the corpse mountain turned into his hand.

"Wait, don't kill again, I'm ...... Defeated...... Lost...... Confessed ......"

The mournful voice sounded, and the gold lord Wan Yan Sheng rushed out with his head scattered, and knelt at Chen Zhuo's feet.

"Holy!"

"Don't ......"

"Wan Yan Sheng!"

……

Loud shouts of surprise or anger rang out one after another.

Just looking at Wan Yan Sheng, who hung his head and was silent, there were Jin people who looked up to the sky and sighed, "Jin Guo...... From this day on, we are considered dead, but even if we die, we will never be humiliated as slaves of other countries! ”

After that, he committed suicide with a knife.

For a time, thousands of people followed suit, even the immature child was stabbed to death on the spot, the blood arrows scattered, flowed all over the ground, and one corpse fell down.

There were also those who did not dare to die, looked at each other, and knelt down one after another, hanging their heads like lambs to the slaughter.

And the more than 10,000 golden soldiers also put down their weapons and knelt down one by one.

Chen Zhuo swept over the scene of the ten thousand troops bowing down, lowered his eyelids, covered the fatigue on his face, shook the blood on the gun, and removed his face, grabbed a leg of mutton from a desk, put the gun down, sat on the blood-stained stone steps and bit it.

The clear sound of chewing spread in the wind and snow, sending chills down the spine.

"Eat!"

He said lightly.

Someone got up and left knowingly, and when he came back, he had already led a team of people to bring a lot of wine and meat, and carefully placed them in front of Chen Zhuo.

……

It's getting late.

Suddenly a group of soldiers and horses came from outside the city.

Gao Pet led five thousand light horses and galloped in.

At first, he was still apprehensive in his heart, and he only watched from a distance outside the city, but when he found that the garrison in the city was empty, he led his troops into the city. However, along the way, his face changed and changed, and the long street was almost full of blood, and the corpses were spread straight into the palace, and the blood was thick and did not disperse for a long time.

The people of the city kept fleeing out of the city, and some people knelt on the ground to pray, burn incense and worship, but they did not know what they saw.

Until Gao Zhong rushed into the palace, the scene in front of him really stunned everyone.

In the empty field in front of the hall, in the snow, countless people knelt on the ground, and there were many stumps and broken arms.

How many people do you have to kill?

And on the stone steps on one side of the empty field, a person sat with a horizontal gun, covered in blood, and was burying his head in devouring the meat and wine in front of him, the blood on his body was so thick that he could smell it dozens of steps away, and the palace behind him was lifted off the top of the palace, and the corpses in the hall were piled up like a mountain, covered with frost and snow, full of scattered weapons, and hands and feet, like the branches of an old tree, which made people creepy.

Xu was rushed by the evil spirit, and the horses under the seats were frightened and neighed, and the people stood up, pacing back and forth restlessly, snorting.

The people on horseback were even more colorless, if they didn't know that this was their own people, they would have turned around and fled with their souls already dead, and they would never want to stay for a moment.

Until the man with his jaw hanging and chewing meat unhurriedly lifted his eyes and glanced at it, the originally restless horses settled down in an instant, and the people on horseback were even more silent.

"Master Hou!"

Gao Pet looked at it twice, and finally recognized Chen Zhuo, turned over and dismounted, and walked through the pool of blood.

Chen Zhuo wiped the ointment from the corner of his mouth and asked, "How many soldiers and horses are here?" ”

Gao Pet said: "I brought 5,000 light horsemen, and there are 20,000 troops on the road behind, as soon as tonight, or tomorrow morning as late." ”

Chen Zhuo nodded, and stood up with the spear in his hand, "He is the gold master, and the rest will be handed over to you." ”

Gao Chong looked at Wan Yansheng on the side, his face changed slightly, and he wanted to ask again, but Chen Zhuo's body flickered, and he had disappeared into the wind and snow.

In the early spring of the fourth year of Tianhui, the gold lord Wan Yansheng was captured by Chen Zhuo, the "Marquis of Zhenbei", and the news was transmitted back to Bianjing, and the whole world was shocked.

It is rumored that there was a peerless sword immortal who accompanied him, and the tens of thousands of troops of the Jin Kingdom were scattered and fled, and then the sun soared, which caused an uproar.

In the following month, Yan Zonghan, the army of the Western Road, heard that the capital was broken, the Jin Lord and other Jurchen royal families were all captured, so he withdrew his army and retreated to the northern grassland desert in order to make a comeback.

In the same year, the new emperor set the name of "Zhaowu", the great feudal ministers, a total of more than 40 people were waiting to worship the generals, and the rest of the people were rewarded for meritorious deeds and countless people, in order to determine the north.

It's just that after this battle, it is rumored that Chen Zhuo once returned to Beijing to meet the new emperor, and then disappeared.

……

Every place will always have its own unique story, or because of a sect, a faction, a person, or some deeds, so that what should be ordinary places becomes unusual.

In the autumn of this year, Huaiyin, cut the scripture hall.

In the past, the leader of the White Dao was still above the Golden Wind Drizzle Building in terms of prestige.

Huaiyin "Zhang Hou" got the "Wind Sword and Frost Sword" one thousand and one style, not only that, but also made it more and more perfect, more peaking, and was respected by Bai Dao, which is already extremely amazing and extremely talented.

It's a pity that such characters still lose to others.

This person is the ancestor of the "Freedom Gate", Wei Qingqing.

There are so many figures, even if the "Chopping Hall" has long disappeared with the passage of time, but the prestige created in the past years is still passed on by word of mouth, leaving a few words.

Moreover, Wei Qingqing's fame shocked the world, and the four disciples were all a generation of martial arts masters, although the person was extinct, there were still legends of this person on the rivers and lakes.

The old house is old, some of the dilapidated ones are not in shape, but fortunately, there are still people cleaning them, although the deserted door is full of birds, but from time to time there are rising generations, young heroes who are new in martial arts will come and take a look.

The rivers and lakes of the rivers and lakes, you sing and I will appear, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

At present, the north is settled, the scourge of war has been avoided, and disputes have begun on the rivers and lakes again.

In the south, the "Power Gang" and the "Tianxia Society" are incompatible, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

The Yan maniac was warlike and killing, and his temperament was perverse, and the Jiang brothers had a gap due to the joint attack, and it was difficult to complete the "Book of Forgetting Love", and they were forced to retreat.

It's just that I don't know when, the news of the "Wuji Elixir" came out in the rivers and lakes, and there are Daomen strangers refining the elixir in Wuyi Mountain, and the rich Dan incense is diffused in the mountains from time to time, and there are colorful clouds rising from time to time, attracting wind and clouds in all directions.

In front of the old house, the Zhu Gate is half-hidden.

In the courtyard, an old man in gray with sparse white hair was holding a broom, scraping the dead leaves and rotten shells on the ground, burying his head, and taking care of it for a while.

"Who's the driver?"

The old man's face was slightly dark, as if he was alarmed, and he stopped his work and looked up at the door.

As soon as the wooden door opened, a man in a green robe strode in.

"It turned out to be the 'Marquis of Zhenbei' in person, and he was disrespectful."

As soon as he saw the visitor, the old man's cheeks trembled and he gave a salute.

Chen Zhuo glanced at the other party thoughtfully, then looked at the few tablets enshrined in the hall, and asked, "Are you a disciple of the 'Cutting Scripture Hall'?" How to call it? ”

The old man shook his head, "The old man is just a servant, and the Hou Ye can call me a gray servant." ”

Chen Zhuo didn't ask too many questions, and said bluntly: "It's good to take advantage of this place to sleep, not to sleep in vain." ”

"Sleep?"

The old man, who claimed to be a gray servant, was stunned, confused, and puzzled.

Chen Zhuo walked straight into the inner hall.

The gray servant was taken aback, his eyes were sharply open, and the broom in his hand was moved, and he had changed his sword and knife technique, the sword was fierce, and the sword intent was urgent, and he wanted to intercept it.

"Wind Knife Frost Sword One Thousand and One Style? Good kung fu, lend me a favor. ”

Chen Zhuo praised without replying, walked to the futon in the center of the house, and sat down.

The gray servant only stepped forward, as if forced open by a layer of invisible qi, seeing that Chen Zhuo did not return the move, he withdrew from the attack again, his brows furrowed, and he was about to ask, how could he think that after Chen Zhuo sat down cross-legged, he really closed his eyes and put on a sleeping posture.

After a while, Chen Zhuo's breath returned to peace and he had already fallen asleep.

The gray servant's face was strange, although he knew that the reputation of the person in front of him was now in full swing, and he could be said to be unique in the world, but he didn't want to have such a strange temperament, so he ran to sleep in the middle of the day, and his words were also foggy.

was hesitating to wake up the other party, but the next scene made him look moved and horrified.

Not long after Chen Zhuo fell asleep, the red mark like cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and the brilliance was obscure.

Just shook for a while, the original paint peeled off, mottled and old inner hall was suddenly shocked, everything was like repeating and intact, refreshed, and like time against the current, the original gray light color was also a lot brighter.

However, after a dozen breaths of effort, the inner hall has become magnificent, those spirit cards are gone, and in the empty room, countless objects that have long been removed suddenly appear in front of me, appearing out of thin air.

"Chopping Hall!"

Three pens walk dragon snakes, silver hook iron painting ink hanging in front of the hall.

The old servant's eyes widened, his heart was still shocked inexplicably, and his body suddenly shook violently, and he looked at the upper seat.

On the big chair, which was originally empty, there was a tall figure in a brocade dress at some point.

His lips quivered and he let out an "ahhh

It's actually ...... It's Huaiyin Zhang Hou.

This top character, who has been dead for many years, actually appeared alive in front of him again.

Just as he blurted out, the faces of the people on the chair instantly came alive and stood up.

And Chen Zhuo, who was meditating cross-legged, didn't know when he had stood up and raised his hand to Zhang Hou to invite, "Please!" ”

An unimaginable battle unfolded in an instant.

The old servant was dumbfounded, but he looked at everything around him like a dream, and suddenly a spirit, as if he understood something.

It is rumored that Zhenbei Hou has learned the most spiritual power, and now this bizarre change is no longer seen in reality, but a dream illusion.

It's incredible.

But the old servant soon understood what the benefits were.

Chen Zhuo had never seen Huaiyin Zhang Hou, but only with the wind sword and frost sword one thousand and one style, and then with the unbridled spiritual fantasy, he actually reshaped it in a dream, and also used his own martial arts perception to constantly deduce the "wind sword and frost sword", complete and complete, and extended many changes, and the sword trend is also familiar with the chest.

This is in ...... Practice in your dreams.

It's a great thing.

The gray servant's eyes were eager, and he was busy contemplating and taking a closer look, observing the two of them's moves.

That Huaiyin Zhang Hou was fashionable and ordinary at the beginning, but the more he fought, the stronger he became, the more mysterious the changes in the moves, and finally it was simply wonderful, the sword melted the sword moves, the sword line knife moves, and the thousand and one styles were like infinite changes.

The old servant's heart trembled, this was more than a step stronger than the Zhang Hou he had seen back then, but it was a peerless realm that Zhang Hou himself had not reached.

A fierce battle.

The old servant was obsessed with it, and he didn't know the years of heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, forgetting life and death, as Huaiyin Zhang Hou was hit by a punch and lost half a move, this dream battle was lost.

When the gray servant woke up, he realized that he was standing in the courtyard with a broom, as if he was still sweeping the floor a moment ago, the inner hall was as old as before, and there was still a shadow of Chen clumsy on the futon; Everything was the same, the wooden door was half-hidden, as if no one had ever entered, as if it had really been an unbelievable dream.

But his face was flushed, and he knew all the tricks and tricks he had seen in his dreams.

With a long exhalation, the old man muttered, "That's amazing! ”

In the blink of an eye, in the early winter.

Bears Ears Mountain, Empty Phase Temple.

The treasure temple here is extraordinary, the reason why it is said that there is a tomb in the Guy Temple, which is the place where the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism and the Bodhidharma patriarch buried the bones in the past, and then died and was resurrected, only to return to the west, and turned into a myth.

There have been rumors in the rivers and lakes that the "Mountain Character Sutra" was passed down by the Bodhidharma Patriarch.

It is only because of this law that it has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

In the past, the thirteenth limit of the Yuan was obtained from the hands of the "Three Whip Dao people", but the three whip Dao people were full of evil, and they were killed several times for "ruthless", but whenever the world thought that this person would die, he could always reappear in the rivers and lakes.

Chen Zhuo stepped on the snow and pushed the door and walked in.

It was also after this day that the first of the Shaolin Temple came together, and since then the "Empty Phase Temple" has been temporarily closed to the mountain gate and refused to accept pilgrims.

The second year of Zhaowu.

The Infinite Elixir was born.

On Wuyi Mountain, the sixteen major factions of the rivers and lakes arrived, the black and white masters came out, and the "Power Gang" gang leader Yan Maniac rebelled and left, and was betrayed by Li Shenzhou and the four protectors of the "King of the World".

This battle Yan fanatic fought alone in the world, fighting for dozens of miles, killing the sky dark, and the ghost cried and howled.

Later, in the chaos, he won two Infinite Elixir pills, fought his way out of the siege, and disappeared from then on.

The remaining six "Infinite Elixirs" are missing.

In a blink of an eye, it has been several years, and the world has changed.

The "Tianxia Society" was destroyed by the "Power Gang", the Jiang brothers were defeated and died, and the southern martial arts were all owned by Li Shenzhou.

The veteran generals and ministers of the court, such as Zong Ze, Lao Chong Jing and Xiang Gong, have passed away one after another.

However, there are still rising stars.

Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Gao Chong and others emerged one after another, and went north to pursue the remnants of the Jurchens, and finally killed Yan Zonghan, and the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, and the northern world was decided.

In the Empty Phase Temple, the long-closed mountain gate suddenly opened, and a figure floated out and walked into the mountain.

And in front of a tomb in that temple, on the bluestone slabs all over the ground, all of them were carved with amazing finger power, as well as all kinds of move changes, all of which were ways to break the move.

Several Shaolin leaders on the side woke up like a dream, looking at the handwriting all over the ground as treasures, surprised and delighted.

But what tricks do you say?

Shaolin seventy-two stunts.

"The alliance leader is really a god and a man!"

This year, someone saw Chen Zhuo going south, and talked and laughed with Li Yi'an and his wife in Jiangning Mansion, and talked about wine, and when they parted, they gave them seventy-two volumes of strange books.

I don't want to think that after decades, there is a genius with amazing talent, and he actually realized the miracle of the world from the book, causing the wind and clouds, and resisting foreign enemies in the north.

……

Bianjing, the Imperial Palace.

"Where has the gentleman been all these years?"

Upstairs in Taiqing, Zhao Shirong has light and elegant makeup, but he has been on the throne for a long time, holding the power of life and death, and he has invisibly gained a sense of power, and his qi is rising, and he has not even fallen into martial arts.

She smiled with phoenix eyes, curious, and only saw Chen Zhuo, and the imperial power that reigned over the world also dissipated a lot, like a spring breeze.

"It didn't go far."

Chen Zhuo really didn't dare to go too far, Zhao Shirong was not in the world, although experience was necessary, but he was afraid of twists and turns.

"You've handled political affairs very well over the years, and I think it's time to leave, you've grown up."

"Sir, are you here to say goodbye to me?" Looking at each other, Zhao Shirong fell silent, and then suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you let me go with Mr. again." ”

Chen Zhuo looked at the other party's gentle eyes, and his heart moved, as if he had read a lot of things.

Just when he was stunned, a person walked down from the third floor.

This person has a pointed jaw, a fair and delicate face, phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, graceful and luxurious, he is really gorgeous, and he looks exactly the same as Zhao Shirong.

"I've seen the Marquis of Zhenbei, and I've seen the saint."

This person bowed his body and gave a salute, that is, his manners were very similar, and he even learned martial arts.

As if it had been prepared for a long time.

Needless to say, Chen Zhuo understood Zhao Shirong's mind almost instantly.

He exhaled a long breath, looked at the other party deeply, as if thinking seriously, and said softly: "Okay, I'll take you to see this world, martial arts, behind closed doors, and I still have some things I want to teach you." ”

……

Spring goes to autumn, rabbits go and eagles fly, Jin and Liao have passed away for many years.

Although the world is fixed, there is a "power gang" in the south of the river and a "Shenzhou League" in the north.

Li Shenzhou is amazingly talented, and he created his own "Thirty-six Roads to the Sky", which is powerful in martial arts.

I think that back then, when Yan Maniac was the main gang, although the momentum of the "Power Gang" was great, the good and the bad were uneven, and the disciples in the gang were both good and evil, and there were even Jiangyang thieves and Jianghu grass coars, but after Li Shenzhou took over, the power gang immediately changed the world, both the general manager "Liu Suifeng" made suggestions, and a group of henchmen were willing to die for him, so they rose rapidly.

It's a pity that during the siege of the "Tianxia Society", except for Li and Liu, all the rest of the seven powerful men died in battle, otherwise, the momentum would have been greater.

On this day, on the Nu River.

A small boat comes with the water, floating between heaven and earth.

In the turbulent waves, the boat is as solid as Mount Tai.

There were people on the boat.

This person is tall and tall, majestic and heroic, wearing brocade clothes without staining fine dust, and carrying hands in the wind.

If it is said that the boat has been in harmony with the rapid waves, then this person is in the same vein as heaven and earth, and rests with the mountains and rivers, and is unique.

Originally, it was not a tall body, but now it is like a towering mountain, rising steeply and reaching the sky and the earth.

Li Shenzhou.

His fists were clenched behind his back, his thin lips were pursed, and his eyes were like amber, calm and majestic, seemingly unmoved, but in fact, his momentum was like a thousand troops, and the rushing waves were in harmony, turning into a roaring sound and rumbling.

Sure enough, the posture of a hero, the posture of a hero.

Punch is power.

To make a fist is to hold power.

Punching power is power.

A man shall not be without power for a day.

I only believe in my punches.

This is what Li Shenzhou said, and it is also his undisguised ambition and ambition, just as the "Power Gang" uses power as the name, and what he wants and thinks is also the same, above board, and magnificent.

And he came here today, not for anything else, just because he helped the disciples find out the news, and two people appeared here.

A man and a woman, women aside, it was the man who really caught his eye.

If it was really that person in person, he didn't have much chance of winning in his heart, in the past, he was alone, he could kill tens of thousands of gold soldiers and lose their armor, and they couldn't form an army, and they captured the Jurchen royal family alone.

But that didn't intimidate him.

Even if he is like a moth to a fire, knowing that it is the way to die, no one can stop him, nothing can stop him, only for the supreme power, he can even give up his life.

And Li Shenzhou really wanted to weigh this person's strength, just because he wanted to surpass his predecessors, and he was still a peerless strong man with fists.

At the same time, on the bank of the Nu River on one side, the mountains and rocks are rugged, and a young man is looking down, looking at a light boat between heaven and earth, feeling the unparalleled momentum exuded by the people on the boat, as if he is looking at life and death, surpassing the common people, and can't help but be taken by it.

But the young man was soon frightened again, just because in the lower reaches of the Nu River, there was a person who stepped on the waves, his hands naturally hanging down at his side, burly and majestic, exuding a fierce masculine atmosphere.

Domineering, pure to unparalleled domineering.

The former is in the same vein as heaven and earth, and rests with the mountains and rivers, while the latter, with his gestures, is like the heaven and the earth are almost overwhelmed, with no one in his eyes and no heaven and earth in his heart.

This person's feet were steady, and in an instant, it seemed that the mountains and rivers shook together, the sun and the moon trembled together, and an indescribable palpitation spread, the mountains were terrified, and the beasts were subdued.

Li Shenzhou almost didn't need to look at it with his eyes, and he could already feel this unforgettable majestic qi.

Stronger.

Perhaps, strong is no longer enough to describe this person.

But who is the person on the river waves?

Naturally, it is Chen Zhuo.

His expression moved slightly, looking upstream, and the wind and waves under his eyes were calm, and there was no change in the slightest.

The boat came down the water, and in a blink of an eye, the two sides could see each other.

Li Shenzhou's feet were steady, and the wooden boat under his feet was immediately fixed on the river.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Chen Zhuo glanced at each other carefully.

In the past, he was a teenager and a child, but now he is in power, and he has become a giant in the rivers and lakes and a martial arts overlord.

"Unfortunately, it's not enough."

Chen Zhuo said.

His voice was very soft, gentle and slow, but it fell very clearly to Li Shenzhou's ears.

Li Shenzhou was neither happy nor sad, not shocked or angry, "I know, but I want to know how much is still missing." ”

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, he didn't come here for the "Power Gang", but inadvertently found some clues about Wei Qingqingqing, this person is either still alive or has been shattered into the void, no matter which possibility, it can't be regarded as normal.

"If the Yan fanatic is here, maybe I'm still a little interested, but if you're ......"

Li Shenzhou lowered his eyebrows, "You are too arrogant." ”

After so many years, he found that the passage of time did not seem to have left a trace of time on Chen Zhuo's face, and he was still so young, and the youth was simply unspeakable.

Chen Zhuo said softly: "Enter." ”

He said "enter", and the five fingers of Li Shenzhou's right hand behind his back almost instantly clenched into a fist.

But looking at Chen Zhuo in front of him, he suddenly realized that he said in a deep voice: "You still don't punch?" ”

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly, and did not respond, but walked forward slowly, stepping on the waves, as if walking on the ground.

Calm and composed.

At the same time as he took a step, they fell together, and his feet seemed to have taken root, strong and powerful, like an invisible rhythm.

As soon as he stepped down, he saw a layer of ripples ripple out under his feet.

It's just that the ripples are getting bigger and bigger, and they are inconspicuous at first, but soon they are half a person high, and then they rise to the sky, pushing Li Shenzhou like a stormy wave.

Li Shenzhou smashed it out.

But the fist fell, and as soon as he touched it, his expression changed, and an indescribable fist burst out under the waves.

What made him even more frightened was that Chen Zhuo walked in, his feet staggered in turn, and the big waves in front of him were already covering one wave after another, and they were unstoppable.

Li Shenzhou roared in a deep voice, clenched his fists, and smashed down against the big waves in front of him, but as soon as the fist fell, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the waves had not dispersed, but he himself was floating in his blood.

Not only that, but the waves were fast and slow, but now they actually merged into one, like a mountain and a sea against the current.

"Poof!"

Li Shenzhou's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning, and the light boat under his feet flew back, like an arrow off the string.

"Wait for me for another five years!"

He looked directly at Chen Zhuo and spoke in a deep voice.

Chen Zhuo did not pursue, nor did he respond, his eyes swept over the young man who was watching like lightning, "Who are you?" ”

That person is neither humble nor arrogant, "I've seen my predecessors, the kid 'Huanhua Sword Sect' Xiao family, Xiao Qiushui!" ”

Hearing this, Chen Zhuo changed his pace and walked to the shore.

I saw that there was a graceful figure with a long skirt and hair, a hat, and a veil.

"Sir, I found it."

Behind the veil, Zhao Shirong's crisp voice sounded.

The two of them have traveled to many famous mountains and rivers over the years, and Chen Zhuo used the "Heartless Heart Sutra" to lead Zhao Shirong into a dream, so that what he has learned is comprehensible, and his entry can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

Ignoring Xiao Qiushui's reaction, Chen Zhuo followed Zhao Shirong to a very dangerous peak, surrounded by steep cliffs, covered by mountain mist and clouds, with an abyss in between.

The only entrance to and from was an iron cable, but unfortunately it was also cut off by a sword, and it was really difficult for birds to cross.

Fortunately, Chen Zhuo was full of spiritual power, grabbed Zhao Shirong's hand, and only mentioned it, and when he landed, he was like a fairy swimming in the sea of fog, walking against the wind, taking off and going straight to more than ten zhang, and the sea of clouds was impacted by bursts of waves.

The two of them stood firmly, Chen Zhuo waved his sleeves, and the wind suddenly rose in front of them.

When the clouds and mist cleared for the most part, I saw a grass house on the top of the cliff on all sides.

Among them, there is also a one-person high and low Qingcang stone stele, on which the handwriting is faintly visible.

"At the age of nine, he learned the sword, at the age of thirteen, at the age of twenty-one, the sword was one, the sword turned into a knife move, the sword made the sword move, and the infinite changes were made, and at the age of twenty-three, he had a thousand moves, and ten thousand laws reached one, so far he entered the realm of sympathy between heaven and man...... Looking at the rivers and lakes, there is no way to resist...... So he and his wife fled to the world...... Sixty-nine years old...... Beloved wife dies of illness...... Enlightenment between life and death...... Breaking through the Void...... Wei Qingqing broke the void here!! ”

Really.

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered.

swept the back of the stele again, but it was "Qianyi".

"Leave it to the latecomers to test!"

Chen Zhuo sat on the ground, looked at Zhao Shirong, and said warmly: "Shirong, what you have learned is already the best in the world, and Li Shenzhou is definitely not your opponent, and there are six Wuji Immortal Pills, I don't need to say much about the rest, and now it's time to separate, if the broken void is true, you and I will see each other again in the future, remember to take care of yourself in the future." ”

The two have become masters and apprentices.

Zhao Shirong bowed his head slightly, suddenly bent his knees, and knelt down, "Sir." ”

"Take care!"

Chen Zhuo sighed softly and closed his eyes.

"I'll go too!"

The clouds and mist gathered and dispersed, and there was still Chen Zhuo's figure in front of the monument.

The second volume is a little unsatisfactory, maybe the audience is too small, and it can be comfortable at the beginning, but in the middle and late stages, some people say they can't understand it, so they are in a hurry, and they are really in a hurry, sorry.

The latter ones will be written in the outer pages, and then the next volume will be shattered into the void.

(End of chapter)