Chapter 62: Wumen Martial Arts
"The 100,000 mountains have existed since ancient times. It is known as the place where the gods fell. Legend has it that King Qin was there. Countless blood souls were used to open the Soul Devouring Sword. Among them are not only hidden all kinds of beasts, but also wild people who have been uncivilized for a long time.
"With what you've achieved so far, it's too hard to pass. Unless you reach the level of your master, you can control the wind with a light body, and travel thousands of miles a day, naturally there will be no hidden worries. ”
It is so popular that it is simply an immortal land.
Come to think of it, Tang Yu is big. He had never heard of such a role before, and his master had never told him that it was a realm that human resources could reach.
Li Qingfeng couldn't help but ask, "Master, can't an achievement like mine be passed?" Master Wuwei looked at him and shook his head. "Not enough. Your grades are much worse than Wen Xiaoran's. At the beginning, Wen Xiaoran was injured and was forced to climb over 100,000 mountains, resulting in a huge loss of ability. Otherwise, how could he have been found to have the ability to fill the void with snow?"
Li Qingfeng could only smile bitterly. No wonder when Wen Xiaoran came to the Valley of Broken Hearts, his skill level was the highest they had ever seen. He was treated like a VIP. Despite the fact that he is known to have a mysterious origin, he is not well stressed.
But I don't want to hide this big secret, it's ridiculous that I and the others injured Wen Xiaoran at the beginning, if it weren't for Wen Xiaoran's great loss, I'm afraid that the three of me together would not be his enemy.
The three old men had bitter and bitter mouths. They looked at each other and looked down with a wry smile. They mistook Feng Jing for a cool horse. What a joke.
"I told you what I should have told you, poor monk should go. ”
"Little one, work hard. The fate of humanity is in your hands. Your mission lies ahead. ”
Master Wu Wei rarely stopped talking, put down the Buddhist precepts, and observed carefully. After all, such a burden is too heavy, but he must shoulder the burden of this young man.
Tang Yu nodded and asked himself, although it was hard to believe that he was involved in such a big thing, even if he couldn't bear to fight for hegemony, he didn't care about the fate of mankind.
But if something like this did happen one day, would he really turn a blind eye and watch the whole world fall into misery?
"Maybe I can't either. Although I don't think I'm a great knight, I still have a warm heart. ”
Tang Yu lowered his head and whispered to himself, and couldn't help but show a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, he wanted to live a dull life, but the rivers and lakes were not quiet!
"Master, what is my purpose in guarding the fate of the Valley of Sorrow for thousands of years?"
Zhu Yan thought about it and asked, the ambiguous ancestral precepts made them, the great heroes, waste time in this valley all their lives, and have an illusory future.
"A proud person, who was originally the little patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect, can't let his life experience get in the way of him. When he joined the King of Qin and became the Marquis of Jingbian, he finally assumed the mission of humanity to create this valley of sorrow. ”
"After his death, his subordinates Zhongwei Zhu Qingyuan and Li Bai remained in this valley of sorrow, waiting for their mission, which is also your mission. ”
"Sad and heartbroken, don't be sad in the valley to bury the prince, don't be sad in the valley, alas, this is all fate! The poor monk is leaving!"
An inexplicable sigh lingered in the wind for a long time.
The snow has passed, and Master Wuwei is gone.
The wind came and went as fast as it could, and it came and went as fast as it could, alarming all those who were in the wild, and for a long time it could not be restored to its original state.
An argument that leads to an eternal secret past.
After a thousand years of secrecy, the fate of the orbit has once again returned to the orbit that belongs to it.
"Tang Yu,"
"If you want revenge, do it. These two old men should bear the consequences. Shirley looked up at Tang Yu with a faint wait, and the first speech interrupted the silence in the room.
Revenge.
Revenge is to be avenged, but not you.
"In the past, you hurt my master. Now I also know that this was not the real key to his arrest. ”
"It's just that the two seniors and the three seniors sacrificed their lives to protect each other, and the grievances between us will be cleared from now on, and each of us will not owe each other. However, I still want to take Mrs. Qin away. I hope you don't feel embarrassed. ”
Tang Yu shook his head silently. His right hand trembled, and his sword was drawn into its sheath. As a human being, there must be clear hostility, there must be hatred for one's grievances, there must be revenge against one's enemies, and innocents must not be involved. This was the earnest lesson of his master, and he did not dare to forget it.
"You go with him. From then on, the Valley of Sadness will be born. The order of the ancestors is to protect the owner of the White Soul Sword. Now that you have mastered the White Soul Sword, my brother Ling, Sad Valley will obey your orders from now on. He glanced at Zhu in the distance. He felt sorry for the younger generation and could only go with her.
Since the other party agreed, Tang Yu didn't say anything, just turned around and went out silently, sat down in the shade of the tree, crossed his knees to heal his wounds, and waited to think about Yu Yan, presumably she also had to make some preparations.