In Feng Pingxuan's opinion, Mo Wunian's sword was not fast, let alone mysterious, but it was strong and hit him hard.

The black sword qi was wanton in his body, destroying his muscles and body, and dense and cracked scars appeared on the surface of his body! He used the residual spiritual power in his body to suppress them again and again, but again and again the black sword qi came like a surging tide, aggravating the injuries he suffered!

"Old man...... How can you die here!" He struggled to hold on, staggering and pressing his sword against the ground, as if he had a strong desire for life.

But death is not so terrible for him at all, but looking back on the first half of his life, he has not been happy at all......

He and Zhang Zhenren both studied under a teacher, but in the early stage of cultivation, because of his low qualifications, he lost his beloved junior sister, and also lost all the respect that a senior brother in the sect should have, just like the most tenacious grass in the corner, he has been tenaciously surviving.

Later, he wasted his best years, watching Zhang Zhenren become a master in the ridicule of others, and also watching his sister Lao Zhuhuang, who had become a wife, turn into a handful of loess.

What about him? Because he has a decades of longevity, he continues to live for a long time, and he also sees the new disciples break through to his realm, and cast new ridicule on him.

Until one day, he had an epiphany, broke through to the Yin Void Realm with gray hair, and began his travels.

After that day, he changed his gloom from the past, and his face became more warm and familiar to the mortal people.

It seems that he has let go of the first half of his life, but in the following years, as time passes, he will remember more and more the ...... of his youth

Memories are like a heavy mountain, making him tired of living all the time, and also making it difficult for him to breathe.

But even so, he still believes in "late bloomers".

Now, he has finally broken through to the Yang Reality Realm, and he also has a good reputation outside, and what was once out of reach, he will also take it back with an extremely high attitude!

But the reality is always not what he wants, the first half of his life, and the second half of his life......

The breath of life on his body passed quickly, but he just raised his head and looked at Mo Wunian, a pair of muddy old eyes, anger and unwillingness were intertwined, like an old beast stuck in the quagmire and struggling desperately.

If it was possible, he really wanted to raise his sword and kill Mo Wunian!

Pity...... It took a great deal of effort for him to utter every word he uttered, and when his eyes were slightly closed, he stood there silently like a stone statue.

"Old man...... Really unwilling!" He said another sentence without breath, and he really lost his life, and the thoughts in his mind stopped when he was young.

In the picture, he is in his prime, he is a respected elder brother, and his beloved junior sister never leaves his side......

Regarding what happened to him in the past, Mo Wunian didn't care at all, he only knew that the deaths of Lao Yuan and Xiaohu had become a "beast" death in his mouth.

With just this one sentence, he must let Feng Pingxuan die.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed down Mo Wunian's throat.

After all, he was still a big realm away from Feng Pingxuan, saying that he was a narrow victory, but he also fought for his life.

For the next three years or so, he couldn't use his cultivation at will, not even the basic flying in the sky.

......

Feng Pingxuan's death caused an uproar for a while, but it quickly calmed down after a while. The whole thing is like a small splash on the surface of a calm lake.

If you want to talk about the point worth paying attention to, that is, it is rumored that he is in dispute with a demon in Pingchuan County for Shoupingchuan County, but it also causes people to mention him again in the future, thinking of not only his indifferent fame and fortune, but also his self-sacrifice......

As for why it was spread like this, Mo Wunian didn't think about it after hearing it, because a "big man" who represented the "righteous path" died, and people thought of his goodness, and everything was reasonable.

On the contrary, it is the "devil" who destroyed the Qingtian Sword Gate, and he is still at large in people's cognition.

After three months of raising in Pingchuan County, Mo Wunian's health was only slightly better. But now his face is pale, his lips are slightly purple, and no matter how you look at it, he looks like he has just recovered from a serious illness.

On this day, he had just walked out of the inn where he had lived for three months, when he saw that all the people in the street were hurrying in the direction of the city gate.

Although the people before were frightened by the battle between Mo Wunian and Feng Pingxuan, they hid in their own homes, and the streets were always deserted.

Now you can also come out as if you are holding it at home for too long and coming out to breathe.

But breathability shouldn't be like this...... I saw that the people on the street looked panicked, more like they were fleeing for their lives in a famine year. Xiao Sanzhu casually grabbed a person and asked, "This little brother, ...... you are."

"Oh, a few of you are still not leaving! I heard that the immortals are going to arrest people and dig up some spirit veins for them......" Speaking of this, the man pretended to be mysterious and looked around in a panic, and saw that no one was approaching, so he said again: "I heard that several people have died for unknown reasons...... What's this called? Shit Immortals!".

The man scolded, his voice full of anger and helplessness,...... But then he threw himself into the crowd and continued his escape.

"It's like this again......" The man said vaguely, but Xiao Sanzhu understood it, and it seemed that such things had long been commonplace.

Seeing that Mo Wunian and Wu Mu had doubts, he also explained.

After thinking about it, he said, "Do you know where the spirit stones in the Qingzhou realm come from, and who dug them up?"

Wu Mu talked about a few places, and also said a few great sects that were rich in spirit stones, but Xiao Sanzhu just smiled and shook his head when he heard it.

Mo Wunian pondered for a while and said, "I don't know where it comes from, but it's true that most of them are mined by mortals. ”。

It is not surprising that the life spans of cultivators is hundreds of years, and it is not surprising that they often have more than a few thousand years, and it seems that they have more time, but every moment is precious to them.

Because the epiphany breaks through the realm, it is often a matter of an instant, and naturally, the mining spirit stone falls on mortals.

And such a thing is not surprising in the cultivation world.

"That's true, it's just a bit of a trick here...... How much do you know?" Xiao Sanzhu grinned and said mysteriously.

Giving people rewards to do one thing is sometimes not as efficient as life and death coercion, and this is the case with mining spirit stones.

The cultivation sects along the border of Qingzhou often catch some mortals to do it! As for why no one would know about this kind of thing, it is also simple, a big man like Feng Pingxuan can be killed by a demon monk, and mortals can even more......