The atmosphere above the green mountains was tense in an instant.

Chen Nu shrunk his hands in his sleeves and sat calmly, watching his son feel sad.

"Anger like this is often the truth being punctured."

Childe Wubei did not speak, Qingshan was squeezed instantly, and heaven and earth turned into a huge coffin.

The most famous witchcraft in the Northern Witchcraft.

Styx coffin.

Chen Nu's expression remained unchanged, and Wu He came from outside the coffin and washed the coffin out of a huge hole.

The two separated on both sides of the Wu River and looked at each other for a long time.

Someone came in with a hand, crumpled the coffin of the River Styx, and also cut off the water of the River Wu.

It's the Nantuo Lingwu who hasn't spoken.

That person was younger than the other two Nan Chu Wu, just in his fifties, but he was the strongest of the three, surnamed Ming, called Ming Mayfly.

Ming mayfly calmly looked at Gongzi Wubei and Chennu, and said lightly: "The goddess is about to return to the world, why bother with unnecessary disputes?" ”

Both of them calmed down.

Childe closed his eyes again.

"How's it going over there in Nanyi City?" Ming mayfly continued.

Everyone looked at Gongzi without sorrow, but the latter did not speak. He had been to the mountains of Nanyi City once, stood up and saluted the three of them, and said, "They still don't know anything, it's just that Hua Wuxi once revealed some inconsequential things at that time. ”

Shu He looked at the south and said with a sneer: "Northern cultivators have always been proud, but they also have the blind stupidity that comes with this. ”

Ming Mayfly just said calmly: "The Great Dao is higher than the human world, and it is also higher than us, they like to count heaven and earth, and they may not be able to count it here." ”

Chen Nu said slowly: "There is no movement in the Northern Cultivation Realm, could it be that he really believes in the Human Sword Sect like this?" ”

"If the Human Sword Sect has a cluster blade, it is naturally worth believing." "But unfortunately, the Blade is not there. ”

As he spoke, he remembered something.

"Where's the prime minister?"

Shu He was silent for a while, and said: "He escaped and hid in the Youhuang Mountain Range, and it is estimated that he will secretly return to Nanyi City." ”

Ming Mayfly sighed and said, "Quling and their six great spirit witches shot together, but they couldn't keep him, and the avenue is indeed higher than that of the witch ghost." ”

Although Qing Xiang is a great demon of Huangliang, he is building the northern avenue, not the way of witches.

That's why the mayfly has this sigh.

Shu He looked at the tall mountain range in the distance that seemed to be under the sky and said, "Although the demon clan's cultivation talent is not as good as that of people like us, after all, he has lived for a thousand years, and he has been walking in the world since our ancestors. After walking for a thousand years, it is naturally farther than a hundred years. ”

Chennu sighed and said, "So this is the best time. ”

Ming mayfly shook his head and said calmly, "The best time has not yet come. He looked at the Osawa area. However, the goddess is about to be born, we must do this, whether it is Nanyi City, whether it is crossing the Fengqi Mountains and going further north, the world must first think of the name of the Witch Ghost Cult again. ”

The mayfly stood up and stood in the middle of the Daze hunting wind.

"In order to bring the world back to the era when witches and ghosts flourished."

"Our time."

......

"I've met an interesting man before, and I think he's one of the tallest people in your world."

Yao Ji held an umbrella and walked slowly on the branches with her bare feet stepping on the bark of the ancient trees that were as wide as a mat and curled up because of age.

"He asked me a question – could the fallacy value of the fate observation be corrected."

Liu March still knelt on the last jade step of the high platform, and the power in the sea of gods was wiped out by the power of the vast and huge Styx, and he knelt there like an ancient myth praying to the gods - begging for mercy.

"I've never thought about such a question." Yao Ji's voice is gentle and soft, like the softest stamen in the middle of a blooming flower. "But I thought it was funny, so I thought about it for a long time and told him the answer that I thought was right."

"I said that the fallacy value of the fate observation can be corrected."

"I thought he would agree."

The ancient tree hung down an old branch, which fell from the branch to the high platform, and then countless flowers and plants bloomed along the way, and Yao Ji stepped on that branch and walked down slowly.

"But to my surprise, he denied me."

Yao Ji chuckled softly and looked up at the edge of the umbrella, looking at the dim sky in the twilight.

He said that the fallacy value of fate observation exists and has a limit, but it cannot be corrected.

"We argued for a long time, and neither of them gave in to anyone. But in return for an interesting question, I sent him something. ”

"I thought that was the end of the story."

"But at that time you appeared in Zezhong, and the man named Fortune Operator was very accurate in everything, so he probably counted your death."

When Yao Ji said this, she stopped and walked calmly barefoot among the flowers and plants.

When Liu March heard this, she finally understood why she appeared on top of this mountain.

It turns out that the sentence that the divination operator said at the beginning - you are going to die. Not to myself.

It's the goddess who has been resurrected from the ancients.

"I think he's wrong." Yao Ji said calmly, "So I corrected the fate he saw." ”

"But what he said is also true - fate is unobservable and uncorrectable for those who are in it."

Liu March was silent for a long time.

The pair of barefoot feet stopped in front of Liu Yueyue, stepping on a few large leaves that had been damaged in the old age, and which were stained with some of the pink colors of the stamens.

"Do you want to break out of your fate?"

Yaoji's voice was extremely soft.

Liu March raised her head and looked at Yao Ji in a daze.

The woman, dressed in an ancient black robe, stood in front of him with a gentle umbrella.

In her other hand, she held many ancient and dark souls.

Liu March was silent for a long time, and asked with difficulty: "How to jump out?" ”

Yao Ji said softly: "The world needs new ghosts and gods, the Sun and the Moon, the East Monarch, the Xiangjun and the Yunzhongjun, you can become whatever you want to become, even if it is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi." ”

Liu Yueyue's pupils suddenly dilated, those names, even if he was from the north of Huai'an, he had heard of them.

Gu Chu believed in ghosts and gods, and those names were the names of the gods of Gu Chu.

However, one by one, they all turned into souls and were entrusted to Yao Ji's hands.

Who killed them?

Liu March looked at it in a daze for a long time, then his mind returned, and he asked softly: "Let the world regain the authority of ghosts and gods, what do you want to do?" ”

Yao Ji raised her head, crossed the high platform, crossed Daze, looked at the world, and said softly: "People and gods have been alienated for thousands of years. ”

She lowered her head, looked at Liu Yueyue, who was kneeling beside her bare feet, and said slowly, "It's time for us to go on a blind date." ”

Liu March lowered her head, looked at the pair of bare feet, and trembled.

That shiver that came out of nowhere took over every part of his body.

At this time, he was no longer the most outstanding disciple of the Qingtian Dao in the world.

It's just a world at a loss.

So those tremblings, not excitement.

It's fear.

It took Liu March a long time to calm down, sweating profusely, looking up at Yao Ji, weak but also resolute said, "I don't want to." ”

Yaoji stood under the umbrella and looked at Liu Yue for a long time and asked, "Why?" ”

Liu March said softly: "Before the separation of man and God, I didn't know what kind of world it was, but now in the world, I think it's very good, the world is weak, but there is no god, and they are constantly going to a higher place." ”

Liu March thought about the world and laughed, all the beautiful and brilliant things that remained in his memory allowed him to get rid of the suppression from that higher level of divine power.

"I think there should be an alienation between man and God."

Yao Ji looked at Liu Yue quietly, he was still kneeling, but it seemed to have stood up - just like his kneeling, itself was just a mistake caused by an accident.

"Do you think the gods are a kind of shackle to the human world?"

Liu March said calmly: "Yes. ”

Yao Ji was in a bit of a trance at that moment.

More than 2,000 years ago.

In the land of Guchu, there was a person who also said this to her.

So later, he personally destroyed the witches, ghosts, and gods that had blessed Gu Chu for countless years, and let them sink in Daze.

Yao Ji was in a trance for a long time, and the souls in her hands scattered one by one, and then looked down at this young man who was dressed in a gentle green robe but full of burning love, the March of Liu March, of course, is the March of the world.

So the woman didn't ask about those things again, and stepped on the fallen leaves and flowers of the years, and walked towards the edge of the high platform.

"I hope you're right with your world."

Yaoji's voice was still as gentle as water.

But there is a sense of alienation.

A ray of Styx power came from her hand, holding Willow March.

Sent to the world.

......

In the alley of Nanyi City, the young man in a wide robe stood next to a vendor selling small toys, picked for a long time, took a bamboo dragonfly, and then raised his hand to touch the money in his arms, and suddenly stopped there.

The middle-aged stall owner, who may be surnamed Wang, looked at the man who suddenly stopped in front of him, and thought that he had forgotten to bring money, so he said with a smile: "If it is inconvenient for the guest, you can take it first, and it is okay to give money next time when you remember it." ”

However, the man did not move at all, just stood there in silence, with one hand in his arms, and did not move for a long time.

The stall owner felt a little strange, probed over to take a look, and found that this person did not move at all, and his breathing stopped there, this scene made the stall owner feel a little frightened, but after all, he had lived in Nanyi City for so long, and the consistent sense of security still made the stall owner settle down, and carefully patted the man's shoulder.

"Are you alright?"

The man didn't move, as if he had died here all of a sudden.

When the stall owner was about to call someone to come over and help take a look, the man let out a long sigh as if he had returned to his soul, and then took out the three pennies from his arms, handed it to the stall owner, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, took the money, and asked with concern, "What happened to you just now?" It looks scary. ”

The man shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's old." ”

The stall owner also wanted to recommend him a doctor from Nanyi City, but the man was holding a bamboo dragonfly and walked away in the alley.

The man walked slowly in the alley, looking at the houses as if he were looking for something.

After walking for a short time, he stopped.

Chen Huaifeng, who had finished dealing with the affairs of the West Gate, was holding a sword at the mouth of the alley, drinking tea, listening to the wind, looking at the bustling world, waiting for someone who should not appear in Nanyi City.

The man calmly walked towards Chen Huaifeng.

"You're a little quick today."

Chen Huaifeng drank tea and said softly: "Originally, I could have come a little faster, but I had a lot of things to see, so I snubbed you for a while." ”

The man looked down at the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, pinching it in his hand and turning it back and forth.

"It seems that Nanyi City is indeed more hospitable, and uninvited guests like me who have come once can get a snubbed apology."

Chen Huaifeng smiled softly and said: "Because we are different from Huangliang, we are open and inclusive, and we have enough strength to be open and inclusive. ”

The man stopped beside Chen Huaifeng, and the two stood together at the entrance of the alley.

"Looks like you finally know who I am."

Chen Huaifeng thought for a while and said: "Actually, I said last time that if you want to peek into this world, no one can do it, so it doesn't matter whether you are a son who is not sad or a son who is sad." ”

Gongzi said calmly: "With the back of the Human Sword Sect, I really have more confidence than anything else in speaking. ”

Chen Huaifeng said lightly: "I have the confidence to speak, not only because I have the Human Sword Sect behind me. ”

"Goji Sword Chen Huaifeng, I heard your name when I became a great witch."

Childe Wubei said slowly: "But the year was the year, and the present is the present." Even if you are only one step away from entering the avenue, it is not the avenue after all. In front of me, I suggest that you restrain your confidence a little. ”

Chen Huaifeng hugged the sword and said, "If the person who comes is good, then naturally this situation will not occur." I will not only restrain my confidence, but also politely pour you a cup of wolfberry tea, sit by the river and drink tea and listen to the wind, and see the people talking together. ”

Childe Wubei smiled, turned the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, and said, "But how do you know that I am not good?" ”

Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "At such a time, you have repeatedly appeared in Nanyi City, how can the world believe in your kindness?" ”

Childe Wubei stopped the movement of his hand and put the bamboo dragonfly into his sleeve, and at the same time, his hand also retracted into the sleeve.

The last thing I like to see in the world is a wizard with his hands in his sleeves.

The way of witches and ghosts comes from worshipping the gods, so their spells are often long and cumbersome, like séances, and some require obscure chanting.

That's why they like to keep their hands tucked up in their sleeves to reduce the amount of time they're exposed.

Chen Huaifeng drank all the wolfberry tea, put the cup on the half-protruding brick wall on the side, and raised his hand to hold the wolfberry sword.

But Childe just retracted his hand into his sleeve, and nothing happened.

"I just want to see where my poor brother died."

Childe Wubei clasped his hands in his sleeves and said calmly.

Chen Huaifeng was silent for a long time and said, "After reading it, leave?" ”

Childe said calmly: "After reading it, I should leave." ”

Chen Huaifeng stood at the mouth of the alley and did not speak, and Gongzi smiled without sorrow and walked out of the alley.

It wasn't until Gongzi left for a long time that Chen Huaifeng let go of the wolfberry sword in his hand.

The palm is a little slimy.

Seems to be sweating a lot.

If he really made a move, Chen Huaifeng would naturally not be afraid of Gongzi Wusad, this is Nanyi City after all, and it is the place where the Sword Sect of the World is located.

What's more, in his arms, there was also a wind and rain dao technique left by the old master of the Blue Heaven Dao, Bai Fengyu.

But that's just confidence, not strength.

It's like what Childe Wusad said.

It was that year, and now it is now.

It's not the same.

Gongzi Wubei put his hands into his sleeves, which gave Chen Huaifeng time to think about it.

Do you want to let go of this confidence and talk calmly?

So Chen Huaifeng talked about it briefly.

And the son went to the east of the city without sorrow.

......

In the slightly humid air of the twilight spring of Nanyi City, there were faint wisps of blood qi wafting, heading towards a certain alley.

Childe Wusad followed the breath in the air that had passed for several days, and slowly walked on those long streets.

On that day, Hua Wuxi was chased by the South Island on these long streets.

Then, until it stopped in that alley.

Childe stopped at the mouth of the alley and closed his eyes.

The power of witches turned into long winds that blew through the entire alley.

And so the smell of blood, which had settled with the dust, resurfaced.

And then.

Time in the alley suddenly flows backwards to the past.

Everything is pulled and trapped in a distorted light.

Until everything goes dark.

Time is back to the night of March 22nd.

There are teenagers holding umbrellas and holding swords, standing in the alley, and there are teenagers sitting cross-legged opposite.

All the past that could not be traced back has reappeared in this alley.

One of the three great thaumaturgies in the world.

Sorcery: Wandering.

Originally, this technique died on the bank of the Nanyi River with the death of the person named Gou Qian, and it no longer existed in the world.

But that's in the past.

When the wind that had been silted from the bottom of Yunmengze for 2,000 years blew to the world again.

A lot of things went back to the yellow sorghum land.

Childe Wubei is not the first person to blow this gust of wind.

But he was the first person to stand on the edge of the Witch Ghost Dao.

Childe walked forward calmly without sorrow.

So the pictures that had stood still in the years began to come to life.

Hua Wuxi pinched the trick to lead the Wu River, and the young man raised his sword and slashed down.

When Childe Wubei walked between the two, the boy had already fallen into the disadvantage and was locked in the quicksand technique.

Childe Wubei stood calmly in front of Hua Wuxi, looking at Hua Wuxi's expression, what was in it?

Abhor? Unwilling? Still have the current victory in hand?

"You seem to have forgotten something."

Childe Wubei heard the young man say.

What did you forget?

Then he saw that behind Hua Wuxi, countless peach blossoms appeared out of thin air, and then slowly turned into a young man who was exactly the same as the person behind him.

The young man raised his hand, and the cold light sword that fell into his hand in the distance, and then a sword came.

Childe Wubei subconsciously raised his hand and shook it.

But the grip was empty.

The speed of that sword was far greater than he had imagined.

It is the sword of the Sharpening Sword Cliff.

The fast sword of the world.

Childe Wubei remembered the origin of this sword.

Then he saw the sword, passing through the back of Hua Wuxi's head, and peeking through the center of his eyebrows.

The tip of the sword had even reached his chest.

Then it spun and pulled out.

Childe lowered his hand without sorrow.