Chapter 358: Heavenly Dao Falling Son (End of Volume 1)

"Teacher. ”

Looking at the huge figure of Kunpeng in the sky that gradually disappeared into the stratus clouds, Cao Keng got up from the ruins of the cloud ship under him in embarrassment.

"What are we fighting for?"

He looked at the unbroken water moon stone in front of him, and said bitterly to the withered figure sitting under an old locust tree inside.

He Cao Keng prides himself on being a resolute person, but at this moment, looking at the devastated cloud ship in front of him, listening to the wailing voices of the immortal alliance soldiers around him, he found that everything he had spent hundreds of years of time and savings was destroyed in an instant.

Especially when he saw the abyss under the autumn water, he found that what the autumn water was hiding was not a treasure, but a source of disaster.

Suddenly I felt that my sacrifice was just a waste......

As a result, cracks began to appear in his Dao heart, and he began to doubt the meaning of what he was doing all this.

"We ...... Did you do something wrong?"

He then asked.

"Keng'er, everything you and I are in cannot be judged by right or wrong. ”

Just when Cao Keng was gradually about to fall into confusion, the voice of the old man in the Shui Yue Mirror rang in his ears like an iron, pulling Cao Keng up from his confusion.

"You just need to know that you drove Qiushui out of the Ten States, which is a very great thing for the cultivators of the Ten States. ”

The old man in the Water Moon Mirror looked at Cao Keng with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, I don't understand. ”

Cao Keng asked puzzled.

"Because of the existence of Qiushui, because it seals this abyss, because these Daomen have always guarded their so-called balance, for thousands of years, the Ten States Immortal Mansion has begun to become a pool of stagnant water, they are like pigs and sheep in captivity, without the slightest bit of enterprising, even if it takes another thousand years and ten thousand years in the long run, they still can't escape the fate of being slaughtered. ”

Cao Keng's teacher looked a little excited.

"Now that you have driven away the autumn water, you have made this stagnant ten states boil again, and let the heavenly mill turn again, you are the savior of these ten states, and you are the one who has made their future uncertain again, so that their fate will no longer remain the same, how can this not be considered great?"

He suddenly stood up and said impassionedly to Cao Keng.

Listening to the teacher's words, although Cao Keng's confusion still hasn't completely dissipated at this moment, after a few years, every time he recalls this incident, he will always feel his blood boiling, because as his teacher said, the unchanging fate of the cultivators of the Ten States began to change from this moment, and he, Cao Keng, was the leader of all this.

"Teacher, what should we do next?"

Cao Keng, who swept away some of the gloom in his heart, asked.

Hearing this, the old man with a scarred face suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth and said:

"The next step is his turn. ”

"'Him'?"

Cao Keng was puzzled.

"How? How am I going to do this?"

Before Cao Keng could react, the old man with scars on his face suddenly raised his head, looked at the blue sky above his head and laughed:

"It's your turn!"

......

At the same time, there is a chess courtyard hidden in a corner of the Ten States.

The sunset glow fell through the cracks in the branches of a banyan tree to a chessboard under the tree, which was a somewhat dilapidated stone-carved chessboard, on which there was not a single chess piece except for a few yellow leaves of the banyan tree.

On one side of the chessboard, a bald boy slept on the side of the chessboard.

The courtyard where this banyan tree is located is as if it is not in this earthly world, quiet and comfortable, and it is no wonder that the little Taoist boy can't help but fall asleep.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a gentle breeze blew like a gentle hand gently dusting off the fallen leaves on the chessboard.

Maybe it was because of the coolness in the wind, which was a little cold on the bare little head, and the little Taoist boy shivered all over his body when he lay on the chessboard, and then sat up with his sleepy eyes rubbed.

"Master......"

Xiao Daotong touched his stomach as if he was a little hungry, so he habitually called his master.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of falling children reached Xiao Daotong's ears.

This voice suddenly woke up the little Taoist boy who was still in a daze.

He opened his big black eyes, looked at the chessboard with a small mouth, and said out of thin air:

"Dropped?"

Then his expression suddenly changed from surprise to joy.

"It's gone! I'm going to go home for dinner!"

I saw that the little Taoist boy stood up happily, walked on his little short legs and shouted "Fall", and pushed open the courtyard door and ran down the mountain.

The birds and beasts in the mountains that had begun to rest in their nests were awakened by his shouts for a while, so this quiet chess courtyard became lively.

The quaint chessboard under the big banyan tree was still lying there quietly, and the black chess piece on the empty chessboard was particularly dazzling.

It lay there quietly, like a swordsman waiting for his opponent.

this day.

The day the autumn water disappeared from the ten states.

A piece of news that made the chess players in ten states extremely excited spread:

"Heaven has fallen. ”

......

Next to the White Rock Mountain, under the peak of the mountain that had almost been cut off by half.

In a slow-moving carriage, a masked woman in a dark robe looked at a man in front of her who was wrapped in a white cloth, and half of her body kept bleeding through the white cloth, and said:

"Yan Jun, why don't you heal your injuries before leaving?"

"My injuries are fine. ”

The man replied leisurely:

"But this sword has made me feel a lot, and I will soon go to the prison retreat. ”

As soon as she heard the man say that she had some feelings and wanted to retreat, the woman in Xuanyi immediately looked dazed, and her eyes were full of surprise and said:

"Congratulations to Yan Jun!"

"Then what to do with this Yang Wanli?"

She then asked.

"Leave it to your West Prison guard first, and before I leave the customs, find a way to break his bloodline seal, the ...... of the Tianyan clan things, the more you know...... The better. ”

As the man spoke, his breath began to weaken.

"Yan Jun, you are still ......"

"One more thing. ”

The woman seemed to want the man to recuperate, but was directly interrupted by the man.

"That Yang Wanli's disciple is very likely to be the evil factor that the Guillotine Alliance put into the world back then, if I am not mistaken, Yang Wanli should have sent him to the Dusk Gusen at the junction of Yingzhou and Yanzhou. ”

The man said solemnly:

"Find him, kill him. ”

"Twilight Drum Forest?"

Hearing this name, the woman looked very surprised and said:

"This place ......"

"At all costs, the ghost is not enough, you can offer a reward to the ten states, in short, this son must not stay. ”

The woman's words were interrupted again by the man.

"Yes!"

After a moment's hesitation, the woman nodded.

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