He exhaled, his heart aching, and he opened his eyes to see the endless darkness continue to wander, his body weakened, and he sighed to himself, "Where can I see my own light?"

There were many shadows with closed eyes in front of him, also lost.

In Zilou, the old madman opened his eyes in an instant, shed a teardrop, crying like a child in the field who had been robbed of candy, and muttered: "Zangsheng, why can't you see me? Why can't you see me... How are you waking up..."

"Okay?"

Knock, a sound from the heart, the hour has passed.

In the small building, the wind blows the wind chimes that have just been revealed, jingle bells, and send visitors.

Unexpectedly, the vases and cans containing flowers fell down tiltingly, rhythmically, snapping.

The sea in the distance began to throb, dark clouds flew, flickering and darkening, causing the surrounding sea water to churn one after another, two demon dragons showed their sharp beaks, one had a single horn, and their bodies were dozens of feet, and their four claws were like iron blades arranged in a row, blooming essence, and the scales were rubbing; The two demon dragons roared in quick succession, and then leaped up, rushing towards the two islands with a strong killing intent.

The snake spirit spit out the core, and said with a solemn look: "The one-horned and purple-skinned twin demon dragons, they are here." ”

The vixen pushed away the old madman with one hand, making him forget the sleeping boy with his head bowed in front of him earlier, and he didn't care about the demon dragon that was killed, but his face was gratified.

"You know you came here to see us? You left without a sound a few years ago, and I thought you had abandoned me. ”

The old madman's eyes were only the young man who lowered his head, his face was ulcerated, tears flowed, a stream of blood light appeared in front of him, his expression was fierce, and he said heavily: "Wait, the master will go back after killing them... You wait for me..."

A strong murderous aura erupted on the island, rushing up from the pavilion, an old man with bloodshot eyes holding a red-eyed iron sword in his hand, and then rubbed the sword surface with his fingers, and glanced at the one-horned demon dragon jumping in the distance.

The demon dragon's eyes were like a bowl, the rustling scale armor on his body rubbed, throwing out the dragon's tail, and when he was close to the sword light, he only twisted his body in an instant, and roared out a sky-breaking hollow groan, and the sword light fell on the scale armor, and with a whin, it shattered the sword light, but the scale armor was shattered.

The old madman pinched the trick in his hand, and there was an eerie aura around him, his middle finger was pointed at the sword, and the original three eyes lit up together, and the fourth red eye bloomed, and the little ghost jumped off the sword, revealing his mouth and eight ears, grabbing his robe, one eye opened, emitting microwaves, and running towards the one-horned demon dragon in the distance.

As the old madman pulled his sword, he reached the feet of a demon dragon, and the demon dragon shook it, saw the appearance of this person clearly, and roared: "Madman, it's that madman! The man who kills people without blinking when he is crazy, the cunning human skin demon actually lied to me!"

A stream of blood spurted out, the demon dragon wailed in pain, bent downward, half-poked into the water, the old madman reached out and grabbed it downward, dragged their claws up, and broke one of its claws with an iron sword.

The old madman's breath changed greatly, his expression was serious, and he was judged to be a person.

He glanced at the other purple-skinned demon dragon that was still staying, and he was so frightened that he wanted to flee, and then a demonic aura arose in front of him, transforming into dark clouds, and the white shadows in it were entangled, similar to the rain dragon that drew rain.

The dark cloud instantly expanded from a few feet to dozens of feet, blocking the view between it and the old madman.

The one-horned demon dragon with a broken foot roared and grieved, and the little ghost on the sword smiled gloomily, jumped on its body, opened the blood basin and tore it, and the blood gushed out, and he screamed in pain, and got into the water, still unable to get rid of the little ghost on it.

The old madman stretched out his hand and stepped directly through the dark clouds, and purple lightning burst out from it, hitting his arm, and it hurt slightly, and the sword body tilted, squinted his eyes, and without saying a word, he grabbed at a place below where the mist was spewed, and it missed.

He turned around and walked a few steps, looked at the churning shadows inside, and carefully considered it, but after a breath, he raised his long sword and hooked it, buckled it inside, roared, and a purple demon dragon skin was peeled off, thrown into the sea, and stepped over again to grab its body.

The purple-skinned demon dragon trembled in fright, roared, and hurriedly fled, the old madman walked out of the dark clouds, and said in his mouth: "Soft wind", he stretched out his hand to wipe his sleeve, and a streamer flew out of it, like a marshmallow, seemingly powerless, but there was a murderous killing breath.

When the streamer approached, the purple demon dragon begged for mercy: "Senior, senior, I didn't intend to, and I begged to let it go." Everything is the of the human skin demon. ”

The old madman didn't blink his eyes, and waved his hand, but the streamer turned around it, snapped, tightened, whined, whined, and screamed miserably The demon dragon that had just jumped out of the water, ahhhh

The gnawed flesh entered the little ghost's mouth, showed an evil smile, dyed a sea water, and flew into the distance, but when it saw the wail of the purple-skinned demon dragon, it scolded bitterly in its heart: "Human skin demon, you must not die well." You lied to us and made us the first sword soul he entered the realm. You don't want to die!"

The old madman pulled his arm back, waved the red-eyed iron sword in his hand and slashed down, the blood flowed into the sea, the purple-skinned demon dragon that was broken into two sections was silent, the two dragons' eyes were very wide, and the straight body instantly collapsed softly, falling into the sea, the unicorn demon dragon whined, hoping to meet some rescuers in the distance, but the moment he turned around, a pair of murderous eyes came.

He slammed into the sea, and as soon as his head entered, the broken tail behind him was sliced by a sword light, and the place where the scale armor was guarded was eaten clean by the imp and fell off.

As he swam into the depths of the sea, he begged for mercy: "Senior, please forgive me. I didn't know it was you, I fell for that skin demon, if I knew it was you, I wouldn't have done it. ”

The old madman didn't say a word, raised his sword and went into the sea, but after a few breaths, a sword light jumped out, and he entered the sea in an instant, and with a whining roar, the other two demon dragon bodies spread out.

The old madman rushed out of the sea, stood in the air, touched the red-eyed iron sword, and the four eyes on it were darkened, shrinking and retracting into his sleeve.

There were several people watching the battle behind him, only the old Li Guoren had a flat face, raised his hand to drink, and drank non-stop, the rough meat man who followed was shocked, and his hands trembled, maybe this is the power of the strong.

He had never seen such a fierce and rapid battle, if before, only the demons and ghosts opened their hands to grasp, or swallowed and disappeared, there was an atmosphere of tension and fear around him, but here it was completely bloody, extremely coherent battle, this is the strong man he needs to find!

He clenched his palm, looking excited.

Dang Ying nodded and praised: "It's a madman!"

The snake demon and the vixen flew out, passing by the old madman's side with a sweet face, looking for the demon dragon that had been broken into two sections, one by two, and carried back to their island with a smile.

The old madman returned to Zilou and continued to sit in front of Li Shuishan, sighing and crying.

The sky here remains silent, but there is a slight line between black and white. Every time it is dark outside, it is a little darker here, and in the middle of the night, the light here is even darker, so in the battle just now, the dark clouds released by the purple-skinned demon dragon are still somewhat useful to ordinary monks.

Three inches in front of Li Shuishan, there was no barrier.

The old madman stretched out and touched his cheek, revealing a painful expression, and the old Li Guoren jumped down, handed over the fruit wine, sighed and said, "Everyone has his own life, and you have done your best." ”

When winning is also to walk down and sit in front of him.

The old madman shook his head and dried his tears, "No, no, you don't understand. I've seen him, just an inch in front of me, but I just can't touch him, can't he really see the light in his heart? Or is someone deliberately shielding it?"

Old Li Guoren replied: "Everyone has darkness and light in their hearts, and if he sees only darkness, he will not see the light, and when he sees the light, the darkness can only retreat behind him." ”

The old madman exhaled, "What has he been through? How can he not see the light?"

Old Li Guoren said: "I remember you told me that he was obstructed by Fa Mountain, and let him return to the mortal world, which is not suitable for walking on the path of cultivation. But you forcibly stopped him, Fashan must have seen something in him to confront you. Am I right?"

The old madman looked up and thought, "What did he see?"

"He can't see anything, so he stops it. Lao Li replied with a drink.

"I also want to ask you, watching the rain is your own secret method, which can gain insight into the heavens and seek yourself, which can be called the disciple of your Tibetan Peak. The first disciple saw the wild ghosts, the second saw the waves, the third saw the sky, the fourth saw Ya, and the fifth saw the smoke,... And what did he see? You know what?"

The old madman smiled bitterly and said, "Is it Yufei? Yufei or what?"

Old Li Guoren's eyes widened, and he said word by word: "It's fish fat... Fishing for fish. ”

The old madman was demented and asked, "Is it?" I asked him at that time, and fell asleep. But I remember him answering those two words. ”

Old Li Guoren sighed: "As I often say, fish fat should be slaughtered, and this view of the rain is actually its own fate." However, in the rainy season, the fish and rain he needs are all there, is there something? In the world he sees, there are fish and rain, there must be water, rivers, and fishermen. ”

He thought for a while and said: "Maybe this sentence was told by the person he watched the rain, and there may be a glimmer of life, in fishing, the person who used it to draw out Li Shuishan's guidance, he must be helping him." ”

The old madman's eyes widened and he exhaled, "But does it really work?

"And what do we add to the fish to wake him up?"

Old Li Guoren fell into deep thought with him.

The old madman took out a green leaf from his sleeve and floated beside him, keeping his body dry, and muttered, "Actually, I didn't make tea with the green leaf you handed me." I'm soaking my bamboo leaves. ”