"The old monk's name before he became a monk was Xiaosheng Shinra. ”

The old monk slowly put down the cymbals, raised his head slightly, and looked into the distance, not knowing whether he wanted to see the bright sky above the pond, or the turbulent past of the past.

The sparse sunlight dappled from the branches and leaves and hit his furrowed cheeks, and his dry face became a little vivid.

"If it is according to the rules of the world, you still need to call me uncle. ”

"Xiaosheng Shenluo, the Great Brahma Realm, the strongest man in the previous generation of Shenzhou, met with Tongtian Zhenren more than 100 years ago to fight at the top of the clouds, and finally fell into Biluo City. ”

Nan Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, showing doubts.

"You're not dead yet?"

"Xiaosheng Shinra is dead. Wuxiang sighed abruptly, "It is the old monk Wuxiang who is still alive." ”

"I was obsessed with martial arts in my previous life, and I practiced for decades, and finally reached the peak of the eighth layer of domineering, but when the Asura bloodline awakened, it was the day when I raised my sword and went down the mountain and asked the sects of the world.

The sword falls on the blue kite, the fist shakes the rhino mountain, proud of the world, and the name of Shenzhou. The old monk fell into the memory, his eyes shining.

"Back then, it was invincible. The people who can enter my eyes are rare, and only one person in Kunlun is in charge of the sect, that is, the one who had an epiphany from the ancient book "Taishang Refining Void" and created a vein of the Heavenly Dao, this person is only seen in his life.

In the past ten years, you have asked me twice for the sword, one negative and one draw, and the progress is so fast that I am shocked. I cherished him and took each other as confidants, and after ten years of contract, we would fight again at the top of Biluo City.

Later, the emperor collapsed, and his deathbed photos were passed on to me, but I was obsessed with martial arts and had no intention of being in the community, and only one month was Zen your father Fulin. At that time, he was still young, and I assisted him as a prisoner to stabilize the court.

Later, as Fu Lin grew older, I returned to him and retired to the mountains and forests, but once he was free from my shackles, he acted recklessly, pro-adulterous, far virtuous, harsh taxes, tyrannical government, a few years of life, the government and the opposition were full of complaints, and the people were not able to make a living.

The elders of the clan went into the mountain to tell me, and they were so angry that they wanted to abolish and then stand, but when they made an appointment with Tongtian, they told them to plan and then move, and everything was waiting for me to return. ”

The old monk sighed.

"How do you know that the world is impermanent, the clan elder's conspiracy is revealed, just when I regret the defeat of the sky, seriously injured, Fu Lin sent the clan masters, set up Fu Biluo City, fierce battle for three days and nights, when the oil ran out of lights, Tongtian Zhenren heard the news to help, but the enemy was outnumbered, and finally lost his best friend, I can only Li Daitao stiffened to escape from death, living incognito in the Hanging Temple, so far I think about it, white clouds and dogs, a hundred years of time. ”

"Am I your chosen one?"

Nan Sheng said abruptly, interrupting the old monk's years of indulgence.

Nan Sheng looked back on the past, the adventures of the youth, the desperate situation, the clues are all traceable, it turns out that it is this person who pays silently behind him.

Everything is like this, how can there be any quiet years, but someone is carrying the weight for you.

"You were born with red eyes and golden eyes, you were born with a blood to succeed Asura, you are talented, and your mother clan was wiped out by the Fulin clan, and you have a family feud, so you are the best candidate. ”

The old monk smiled, picked up the rosary and slowly stirred it up.

"Does my mother's death have anything to do with you?"

Nan Sheng's left hand tapped lightly on the roots, but his brows became more and more tufted.

"It has nothing to do with me. The old monk continued.

"Although your mother's affairs have nothing to do with me, I knew what was going on from the beginning, but I just watched from the sidelines from beginning to end. ”

"In that case, you have no grudge against this matter. Nan Sheng's brows stretched slightly, and his fingers were still tapping unhurriedly.

"Presumably you and my master Guigu are familiar with each other, or to overthrow Fulin, you planned it together!"

"Not bad. "Facing the lotus pond without face, his eyes are excited.

"I've always suspected that someone else is behind it, and today I learned the truth. Nan Sheng stopped tapping, picked up a pot of apricot blossom stuffed next to him and took a sip, only feeling bitter and spicy. "Why did you save me afterwards? ”

"I regard you as a heir, and I should do my best to save you. It's just that I underestimated Guigu at the beginning, and he got the first move, and finally missed one move. ”

"Guigu died, and the academy was dissolved, and I think it was also your original intention at the beginning. ”

"You guessed right, Guigu is radical, and unscrupulous, in order to seek the avenue, he does not hesitate to take the edge of the sword, and cooperates with me, the remnant of Shura. But I know that once the ghost valley is completed, you and I will be the throat stalk, and we will get rid of it as soon as possible. So his ending was predetermined, the academy is the life's work of Guigu, and the dissolution of the academy is just to make some compensation for you. ”

"What is your agreement with the new emperor?"

"Zhixiang is the next national teacher of the new dynasty. ”

Wuxiang slowly closed his eyes, and there were no waves on his face.

"Hahahaha! It's a last resort! Good plan! I still have a question. Nansheng raised his head and drank, and the wine was wanton.

"But it doesn't hurt to ask. ”

"Jiazi time, you don't leak, why did you tell me the truth today?"

Nan Sheng glanced at the dome above him, and his mind was wandering.

"When a bird is about to die, its song is also mourning, and when a man is about to die, its words are also good. ”

Wuxiang stretched out his hand to take a fallen leaf, his face full of relief.

"I'm nearing my limit, and I don't want to be taken to the soil some secrets, and it's good to know them with you. ”

Nan Sheng slowly got up, stood with his hands in his hands, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said coldly.

"Until now, you still have to lie to me. ”

"Oh, what do you say. ”

The originally closed eyes of the old monk opened again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"It should be related to me, related to the formation of "Conjuring Souls" and changing one's life, if I am not mistaken, the people of the main formation will either pay all their cultivation or pay for their own lives, in short, the price is huge and immeasurable!"

"Amitabha!"

"Smack!" Nan Sheng threw the wine jug in his hand on the ground and walked around irritably, a few slender tree roots looming under the hem of his clothes.

"I was originally a dying person, it was you who rescued me to the mountain with your own affection, forcibly continued my life by means of moving flowers and trees, and even did not hesitate to lose the spiritual veins of the Hanging Temple, and now you want to..."

Nan Sheng paused and pulled the roots under his body, his eyes full of sadness.

"Is it all worth it?"

"I said, you are my heir,"

The old monk was relieved and smiled.

"Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees spring in front of the sick tree. ”

"I was never liked by my mother since I was a child, she never let me be close to me, I never saw her smile at me.

The man hated the house and the house, turned a blind eye to me, had very few conversations with me since I could remember, and had no mercy except for a few times urging me to practice diligently. Nan Sheng's voice gradually deepened.

"When I was a child, I was the only one who depended on Jinse. I have been sensitive and cowardly since I was a child, and every time I was wronged, it was Jinse who stood in front of me, and his weak body sheltered me from the wind and rain.

Then I vowed to grow up and become strong soon, so that I could protect Jinse, so that I could get the man's approval, so that I could make my mother proud. Therefore, when Guigu asked me if I would like to be his apprentice, I was willing.

Later, the mother's family rebelled against the clan, and she was also given death by his white silk, and I knew that for the rest of my life, only the master and Jin Se were left with two relatives, and I cherished them more and more.

As a result, the master and apprentice turned against each other, the beloved died, and I was alone and empty. Hahaha!

Nan Sheng whispered, sad, sad and laughing, tears and tears.

"None of the people close to me end well!"

"I have always been your relative. The old monk put the fallen leaves in his hand on the ground, his eyes sad.

"I've always been there for you, though I've never been there for you. ”

"But you're going to die, for me!" Nansheng roared towards the dome.

"Child, I'm old, I have a lot of wishes, and there is nothing to shake in this life. ”

The old monk who has no appearance is also bright-eyed.

"Child, you are what I watched grow up, although I am reluctant, but this is the last thing I can do for you. You said that you want to go out and see, which shows that the world is still attached to you, and in this case, I will do what you want!"