The night rain was hazy and the breeze was gentle.

In a sparse open space not far from Lu's house, the rain washed away the dust in the sky, and the entire mountain forest seemed to be immersed in ink. The mysterious dark night seems to be boundless, and it is infinitely dark.

The demon knife in his hand was faintly glowing with blood, like a tiger about to emerge roaring in the night. The continuous drizzle soaked in the memories of that night.

"Your family has a style of sword technique, which is a style of sword technique specially created for your ancestor Emperor Wuzu in recognition of the exploits of your ancestor Donghuang Zhanyi, called Xi Ri Tianzhu." The man lowered his head and stroked Ghost Cut, and just stood straight in the moonlight.

That person was obviously just standing there, but it made the young Wu Lu feel indescribable and looking up at the mountains.

I saw that he closed his eyes, and suddenly raised the demon knife above his head with both hands, and the blade pointed at the sky.

Suddenly, the person opened his eyes suddenly, although it was only for a moment, but the light revealed in his eyes was so sharp that he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and then, Wu Lu felt a murderous aura coming.

"Your ancestor Donghuang Zhanyi is one of the thirteen iron horsemen who fought the world with Wuzu to win the government, this style of Xiri Tianzhu is the sword in the sword created by Emperor Wuzu for your Donghuang family, with the Great Wilderness Devouring Heaven Jue can exert the greatest power, and can even kill the opponent beyond the level, it is the legendary move to kill the immortals and gods, it is the extremely fierce knife, and it is also the supreme knife style." The man said with a rare expression, extremely solemn.

"The Great Wilderness Devouring Heaven Recipe I asked you to recite during the day is the supreme exercise of your Eastern Emperor clan, and the ancestors can only teach outstanding descendants, and it can not be passed on to men and women, let alone to people with foreign surnames. You have to remember. ”

"As for the other Turtle Breath Determination and Sword Cultivation Technique, this Turtle Breath Determination is a superior concealment technique, as long as you don't use your original energy after practice, even the top masters will not be able to detect that you are the capable one."

"The sword cultivation technique is a profound sword cultivation technique that the ancestors of our Eastern Emperor clan obtained from the hands of foreign races at a great cost, which can integrate this demon knife into your body and nourish it. These three exercises are the lifeblood of my Eastern Emperor family, and they must not be easily passed on. ”

"Yes."

Immediately after, the man continued: "The top sword technique, I don't care about it!" It's only a matter of meaning but not words, so even I can't teach you completely. ”

"One night may not allow you to fully appreciate the mystery of the dawn of the day, but at least it can make you feel the extreme of the knife in advance."

"In the future, whether you use it to build fame or kill this world!"

"Also, don't use the Dawn of Heaven in front of everyone. The most important thing is to win by surprise, one hit will kill. Remember! Again, the man cautioned Wu Lu.

Suddenly, the supreme killing intent swept in, making the night wind in the air stagnant, and even making the young Wu Wulu's blood boil.

Wu Lu instinctively held up the ghost cut, just like the person that night, and then, the supreme killing intent gushed out from the demon knife, and at this moment, everything was silent.

Perhaps it was because Wu Lu had been stuck in the initial realm all these years, causing him to inadvertently lay a solid foundation, and after a few days of his self-destructive Origin Vortex, he made rapid progress, and he could only wait and see the Origin Perfection Realm from the other side, but in just a few days, he directly broke through to the legendary Extreme Realm.

So, on the same day, Wu Lu directly rebuilt the supreme exercise method of devouring the heavens in the mouth, and finally waited until midnight, regardless of the rain outside, completely intoxicated with the extreme of the knife.

It seems that every man has a wandering dream in his heart, and the road is uneven, and Wulu is no exception.

......

The morning light shines through the sparse leaves and sprinkles on the ground, forming mottled shadows. At this moment, a gust of mountain wind blew, and a rustling sound immediately sounded in the forest. Wu Lu slowed down and looked up, the mountains in the distance loomed in the morning mist.

After Wu Lu continued to walk for a while, a majestic mountain full of peach blossoms appeared in front of him, and a faint temple shadow could be faintly seen on the top of the mountain.

This is the famous peach mountain temple in the town, the perennial incense is continuous, especially in April and May every year, there are countless tourists from other places to feel the peach blossom scene in the sky, this peach mountain is also a holy place for couples in the town to date.

Since ancient times, natural disasters and man-made disasters, birth, old age, sickness and death, human beings are powerless, in order to seek transcendence and inner peace, there is a saying of gods in the world. One of the sects with the concept of equality and karma arose in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, giving those who have aspirations but are powerless to give their last good ideas.

The melodious sound of the bells intertwines with the whispers of the wind to create a harmonious picture. The cigarette wraps around and mixes with sandalwood in the air to create a special aroma. At this time, the sun sets, and the golden afterglow is reflected on the golden dome of the temple, enveloping the entire temple in a golden glow.

Wu Lu looked at the solemn and quiet Buddha statue in front of him, but his heart was not as calm and calm as other pilgrims.

"Hurry up! Do you donate or not? You've been standing for almost half an hour, how long are you going to stand? A burst of impatient voices came from behind.

Behind the land seems to be a long winding dragon composed of a crowd, with no end in sight. This is the peak season, the most travelled season of the year.

Wu Lu held the two silver coins in his hand loosely and tightly, tightly and loosely. Two silver coins, three days' wages, enough to eat for a week, Wu Lu felt his heart dripping blood. The monk next to him looked at him with disdain, and almost wrote the words "poor ghost" on his forehead.

"Master, is there a blessing here?" Wu Lu suddenly spoke.

"Amitabha! Donor, sincerity is spiritual! I saw the elderly monk standing next to the merit box clasping his hands together, pronouncing a Buddha name, and replying with devotion on his face.

Since he escaped death that night, he is no longer as repulsive about gods and ghosts as he used to be. Now he is faced with a dilemma: whether to go to the imperial capital or stay in the town, which makes it difficult for him to choose for a while. In the end, he decided to leave it all to Providence, and so, he came to Momoyama Temple.

I came to this temple today just to see the instructions of Providence. It's just that Ling Wulu never expected that the price of this instruction would be so great.

What's even more annoying for Wu Lu is that asking for the will of heaven should have gone to the temple's visa office. It's just that Wu Lu came to this Taoshan Temple for the first time, so he moved forward with the flow of people, and when he walked halfway, he found that he was not going to the temple's place to ask for a signature, but a place to pray for blessings and wishes.

"Phew! Black Temple. Wu Lu complained viciously in his heart.

In the end, Wu Lu gritted his teeth and finally threw the silver coin in. Then he ran to the table next to him to write his wishes, carried the lanterns, and rushed to the Peach Blossom River.

This Peach Blossom River is a small river that flows from the top of Momoyama Mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and it is more suitable to say that it is a small stream than a small river. Although the river is small, it is still prosperous, and the lanterns are continuous all year round, because this is the river where pilgrims pray and make wishes.

Especially at night, the lanterns on the river are like a long fire dragon, winding for dozens of miles away from Peach Mountain.

At this time, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, a sudden gust of wind blew, and the peach blossoms flew in the sky in an instant, weaving a dreamlike beauty in an instant.

Wu Lu carefully placed the lantern containing the wish on the river, and quietly closed his palms and closed his eyes in prayer.

"Cousin, let's go over there and have a look." A clear and familiar voice suddenly exploded in my ears.

Wu Lu opened his eyes and turned his head to look, and the light blue chiffon suit was holding the hand of a young man in gorgeous clothes and slowly walking on the peach blossom road not far away.

The unimagined picture suddenly appeared in front of him, instantly invading all emotions.

The staggered fate, just like the back of the sunset, is gradually drifting away.

The falling flowers are independent, the way to the people is empty, only the lights remain, who is embellished.

This night, Wu Wu stood silently in front of the window.

That night, the head of the ten fierce men of the future, the madman of the future, tasted the taste of powerlessness for the first time.

That year, seventeen. Windy, very strong.