I want to worship God, but God doesn't sacrifice to me, I want to worship God, but God doesn't help me, in this case, I don't need to worship God! I don't rely on heaven or God, I only rely on myself, rely on the weapons in my hands!

I, Zhang Yu, do not go to the gods, not to the heavens and the earth, only to the stars and the moon, and hereby make a blood oath: I will not destroy the Light Sect, I will never return to the underworld for the rest of my life, and I will not take the head of the enemy and sacrifice it to my parents, I will not be a human being!

In front of the inn window, Zhang Yu looked at the stars and moons in the sky above, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The greed of human beings, the greed of cultivators for the path of cultivation, in order to satisfy the powerful selfish desires in their hearts, or abandon their wives and children, or kill people and seize treasures, or cross the bounds to destroy the law of balance of the Three Realms......

In order to survive, in order to be strong, to be supreme, does it have to be so?

Zhang Yu couldn't help but be a little confused, at this time he even envied an ancient power in the underworld, I heard my father tell me, legend has it that millions of years ago, there was an existence in the underworld that surpassed the laws of the underworld, the ancient power Tao Yuanming. This person used to be a cultivator, and after thousands of trainings, he finally stepped through the mortal dust, escaped into the sky and became a figure equivalent to the divine realm, and was respected as the god of the underworld!

Even the Dark Emperor Zhang Yu admired this person very much, and he surpassed the laws of the underworld and became a powerful god of the underworld, not only did he not claim to be the king and hegemon, but instead cultivated himself under a southeast mountain in the underworld, far away from the world, and no one dared to disturb him. I don't know how long it took, until finally a peak powerhouse of the underworld who couldn't resist his curiosity and admiration risked his life that might anger the god of the underworld and broke into the southeast mountain, only to find that the figure of the ancient power had long disappeared......

Although this may be a legend, but the monastic world is so vast and vast, the world is so big that there are no wonders, many descendants believe that there is indeed such an ancient power in the ten thousand years, so his deeds have been passed down through thousands of generations, and the descendants also wrote poems to praise: "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan." and other exquisite poems and pictures, which shows how much influence Tao Yuanming has on later generations.

"How good it would be if you could plough and work at sunrise every day at the foot of the southeast mountain with your parents' confidants!" I don't know when, tears quietly flowed down the corners of my eyes, what is the use of a strong man in the continent to get such a title? What is the use of cultivating the Tao to gain immortality? Without the relatives and friends of the past, without everything that belongs to oneself, what is the difference between walking with the corpse!

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's mood became extremely dull. At this time, as if he knew Zhang Yu's thoughts, the two of them were under the night sky full of stars and moons, drinking lightly and chatting about their insights on life. If you want to say surprise, it should be the old naughty boy Luo Qi, who has lived for thousands of years, although he is a weapon spirit, but as the years go by, he more or less knows what love and hate in the world is, and understands that human beings have feelings, thinking and wisdom.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhang Yu, a child who was just over sixteen years old, lost the most important woman in his life since he was a child, his mother, and was imprisoned for sixteen years, he could see it more clearly than anyone else, because Zhang Yu's words had already been said by someone Liuqi's side a long, long time ago, that is, Hammer God Mountain Doer!

At that time, Shandol was already a self-proclaimed god in the human world!

Is this really providential? Could it be that the Hammer of God made me feel the breath of Shandol by following him? Or are they simply the existence of demons in the world?

When Zhang Yu didn't speak and just looked at the sky, Luo Qi looked at his back for a long, long time......

That figure is full of vicissitudes, full of loneliness corroded by the red dust between the layers, and, more, helpless!

The next morning, in the room, when Shi Xiao was still sleeping soundly, Zhang Yu had already left the inn, stretched out his numb arms, breathed in the fresh air of the new day, and walked towards the patriarch's mansion.

It's time to leave, less than ten days away from a month's vacation, and the next step may be to deal with the menacing Illuminati. 丨Lion is still a respectful figure in Zhang Yu's impression, and he is Kailin's father, and he has to say hello when his group leaves. As for the two tigers and the seven clans, Zhang Yu is afraid that there will be too many people, and the people of the Patriarch's Mansion and the Dragon God Empire, revealing a flaw is enough to cause a lot of trouble, the wick is dead, the elf city has fluctuated undercurrents, anyone may be suspicious, not to mention that the people of the Bright Sect are also rushing here, if they don't hurry up, they may not even be able to get out of the elf city......

"I knew that Lu Dao had taken a closer look at that witch, let her escape and leak the news, it's really confusing!" Zhang Yu regretted it, if it weren't for Bixia's mother-in-law, how could the Guangming Sect know the news of Lu Dao so quickly, the word "red face and troubled water" is really to the point, in fact, it proves that the more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous.

When he came to the patriarch's mansion, the doorman recognized Zhang Yu and hurriedly ran in to report. At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the door, wearing a purple robe, wearing a Liujia paper fan on his waist, and a long-tailed scarf on his head.

The middle-aged man didn't stop, but when he walked past Zhang Yu, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stepped away as if he was leaving.

Although Zhang Yu was a little confused, he didn't want to do much, and at this time, the doorman had already walked out and asked Zhang Yu to go in. Just as he was about to step forward and walk in, suddenly Zhang Yu's complexion changed, his body suddenly turned to one side, his mind moved, and he was already holding a dark ice in his hand......

And just where Zhang Yu just dodged, a steel thorn was deeply inserted into the ground and sank into the ground!

Zhang Yu looked at the stab, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

What a deep internal force!

Rokko paper fan.

"Who are you? I have no grudge against you, I have never met, why do you want me to die?" Zhang Yu asked angrily the despicable villain who put a cold arrow in his back in his life. At this time, the middle-aged man on the opposite side shook the paper fan in his hand and looked at Zhang Yu with a light smile, and on the Liujia paper fan, the original Liujia was obviously missing one Jia!

Rokko paper fan, a favorite weapon of writing and scholarly cultivators, the paper fan is composed of six half-foot-long steel as fan bones, because the appearance resembles an oracle bone, so it is called Rokko paper fan. When using a Rokko paper fan, it is often unguardable, and those who are powerful underground do not even have a chance to defend themselves, so it is best for this kind of person to attack from behind, once successful, the lucky muscles and bones will be shattered, and the unlucky stab will be killed on the spot.

The half-foot fan bone nailed in front of Zhang Yu's eyes is the best example, silent and domineering!

The middle-aged man didn't answer Zhang Yu's question, took a small step back with his left foot, and said in a deep voice: "Want to know the answer to the Dao?"

Zhang Yu suddenly calmed down, staring at the middle-aged man in his eyes, but his mind was thinking quickly. This person came out of the Patriarch's Mansion, dressed and bright, holding a paper fan, and he is a human being, excluding the possibility of a person from the Sect of Light who has not yet arrived in the Elven City, then, this person should be a member of the army of the Dragon God Empire!

"You are a certain soldier of the Dragon God Empire, I am the messenger of the Great Magister Robot, and I came to Elf City this time to do things for the Great Magister!" Zhang Yu directly revealed Roft's identity, hoping to reduce some trouble, anyway, when he went out of the city to pass the checkpoint, he had to show his identity, and there was nothing wrong with it earlier.

But the next scene shocked Zhang Yu again, the middle-aged man was unmoved after listening to his words, but opened the Liujia paper fan again "whoosh" two fan bones in a row, and the slight change in the shape of his feet instantly pounced......

"Lean" Zhang Yu directly exploded, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and the escape skills were frequently used, and after dodging the two fan bones, the dragon swing his tail easily dodged the paper fan that the middle-aged man patted, and with a backhand sword, he forced the other party away, and then turned back to attack, the sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword pointed at the opponent's vital point everywhere.

The middle-aged man seems to be very good at defense, and whenever Zhang Yu swings his sword and slashes at the vital point, he can dodge unbelievably.

What a weird trick!

If the wick is compared to a fierce shark, then this middle-aged man is like a piece of fluttering cotton, when you want to stab him, but it is torn apart by the air element, although every move Zhang Yu uses can split the granite, but the middle-aged man only lightly touched the sword body to make the ice Ming deviate from the original track, and it can't hurt the middle-aged man at all......

Pull out a thousand pounds in four or two!

At this time, the doorman saw Zhang Yu waving the black sword and scraping up layers of soil, but what made them strange was that the middle-aged man was like a leisurely stroll, except for some dust on his body, and even his clothes were not touched by the sword......

"Demon, since my sword can't touch you, let's change it!" Zhang Yu became more and more excited, of course such a mysterious master wanted to learn from each other, and his mind to leave the elf city in a hurry disappeared without a trace, but he wanted to fight with the mysterious person in front of him.

Stopped, as soon as the ice was closed, the source power suddenly erupted from the Dan core, his fists clenched, and he blasted out at the middle-aged man at a very fast speed......

Black Wind Fist!

"Bang Bang"

"Boom"

Dodging the two punches, the middle-aged man's face finally changed, and when he looked back at the place where the punch hit, two half-meter-deep pits suddenly appeared!

What a familiar boxing technique!

A figure quickly popped up in the middle-aged man's mind.

Don't?

"Black Wind Fist!" Zhang Yu didn't know why the middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, but how could he miss such a good opportunity?

"Bang"

The middle-aged man didn't dodge, which made Zhang Yu hit the ground.

Well?

Zhang Yu was stunned, but when he hit the other party, the middle-aged man suddenly had a burst of golden light, and then Zhang Yu felt that all the fist power in his hand had dissipated.

Which secret weapon is it? Zhang Yu guessed that it might be the opponent's body protection armor, and it was a high-level armor with spirituality, so he immediately took a step back for fear of the other party's sudden sneak attack, but it seemed that the middle-aged man was stunned, just standing there muttering to himself, for a while, Zhang Yu was secretly on guard, waiting for the other party. The two stood face to face.

What the hell is going on?

"It's him, it's really him! Only his boxing skills are so domineering......" The middle-aged man was suddenly so excited that he couldn't speak, and then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Yu, and asked tremblingly, "Is he back?"

Zhang Yu was suddenly caught by a middle-aged man and before he could react, at this time, another figure ran out of the patriarch's mansion.

"Prime Minister Qin, Zhang Yu......? What are you doing?" the figure is the patriarch of the elven clan, 丨 lion!

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