Mu Chenhao, who is invincible, has more than a dozen deaths on the gun, which in the eyes of all the soldiers of Tianyan Capital, inspires Ben's cowardly mood. If so, why not work hard?

So someone suffered from the spear that pierced his body, and endured the sharp pain that made people curl up, and the saliva mixed with blood gushed out of his mouth, roared, and struck back at the owner of the spear with the blade in his hand. So in vain someone covered the bleeding wound with his hand, and slashed at the enemy in front of him with the last of his strength.

The soldiers of the King of Bujiang were afraid, it was originally Tianyandu and his party who were struggling to breathe, and it was a delicious meal that was swallowed at will by the mouth, because the commander of the army who was god-like and ignorant was defeated like a mountain.

The general Su who has general faith in his heart is gone, and they are missing the backbone. However, there was no trace of even a person who led the troops, and the equally brave deputy general You Ming was found dead outside his tent, and his throat was wiped with a move, and his death was miserable.

Like a swarm of headless flies, panicked and blind to find a way out.

But they didn't mess around, they knew their numerical advantage, they knew their advantage in experience. They just have one more leader, how can they turn the defeat around.

So a wise man understood the truth, and bravely slaughtered and left, and after a moment of panic and lost many lives, the soldiers on the side of the king of Bujiang stabilized the general trend of the rout, and wanted to exterminate these attackers who did not know whether they were alive or dead in their own camp.

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An unknown hamlet, decadent and barren. The tree, which was supposed to be in the season of luxury, did not show the slightest greenery, and even the bark was bare, and it was stripped away by life, filling the stomach that could not bear hunger.

The wind swept by, rolling up puffs of dust. A child was slumped in the arms of an old man, his cheeks as thin as a skeleton, his eyes blankly reflected in his sunken sockets, and his mouth was mechanically chewing on something. The old man stretched out his bone-dry hand and stroked the ends of the child's withered hair.

Shaking his craggy body, trying to make the child paralyzed in his arms feel better, he whispered stories that he had heard or experienced or made up:

"Child, when your grandfather was a child, on a rainy night, the thunder was terrifying, your grandfather was playful, and ran home in the rain, and suddenly a thunderbolt exploded at your grandfather's feet, which scared me. ”

The child swallowed the chew in his mouth, and a wisp of viscous and almost solid black and red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the old man silently reached out to wipe it off, while the Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't swallow the slightest saliva. The child's chapped lips moved, and he blinked his big, dull eyes, and asked, "What about later?" ”

The old man pinched the child's fleshless face and smiled kindly: "Later, that thunder turned out to be blown up on an old locust tree that was very thick and tall for a long time, and it split the old locust tree in two at once. ”

The child's eyes sparkled, revealing a glimmer of hope, forgetting his shriveled stomach, and listening carefully to the story of his last relative.

"Such a heavy rain could not extinguish the thunder and fire. I was curious for a moment, and leaned forward, but a huge shadow ran out of the trunk, I immediately jumped to run, turned my head to take advantage of the rain, the shadow was actually a big snake, the whole body was glowing with fire, flying in the sky, really scary. The old man sitting, and even the shaking movement was slight, "Later, there was a person who flew over in the sky, so heavy rain, not a single raindrop fell on that person's body, and then with a flash, the big snake was cut into two, and smashed to the ground like two small mountains and smashed into two big pits, your grandfather and I were so frightened that I ran back home and hid in the quilt all night." The next day when the rain stopped, people found that the old locust tree that had lived for a long, long time was dead, and it kept emitting gray smoke, and it could not be extinguished, but the big snake was gone, and I didn't dare to tell anyone, so it was over. ”

The child's eyes were a little dazed, and he said, "Is there really an immortal living in the sky?"

The old man smiled: "Of course there is." ”

"But why didn't they come to our rescue?" said the child, pouting, pitiful.

The old man was stagnant, not knowing how to answer, sighing for a long time, or not having the slightest hope.

"Because of the immortals, it doesn't have long eyes. ”

In hunger, someone eats leaves, and when the leaves are eaten up, they eat the bark, and when the bark is eaten up, they eat people. devoured and fought, but in the end, only the skinny grandfather and grandson were left.

In the dry treetops, a black crow flew in, and with that noisy and unpleasant voice, it poured out that life was about to leave, so that it could fill its belly.

For a long time, the grandfather and grandson, who were almost turned into sculptures, the grandson lay in his grandfather's arms, and said weakly: "It's so annoying, that annoying sound." ”

Childlike and asked, "Grandpa, immortals, what does it look like?"

"Immortals, I heard the storytellers say before, what is the heroic appearance of the fairy wind and bones, coming from the sky, can explore the bottom of the sea, and can do anything. ”

The child's eyes can no longer see clearly, only vaguely looking into the distance, stretching out his bony hand,

"Is that so?"

The old man's cloudy eyes were moist, his pupils were dilated, tears swirled, and he crawled all over his face, holding the blood in his arms tightly, blurring the world.

"Yes, that's an immortal. ”

The child's hand fell, and the old man's head drooped.

The crows in the treetops flapped their wings and screamed, and flew towards the grandfather and grandson.

In mid-air, the crow's body spread out like dust, and a few black feathers fell.

There were three people, who came out of nowhere.

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Peng Sui looked at the old man who had lost his life in front of him, and looked at the clothes soaked with coagulated blood behind the old man, and the clothes were screwed into the flesh of the old man's back. The shocking holes on the old man's body were overflowing with blood that had long since dried up.

At another glance, the child fell asleep peacefully.

"Humble, with their own flesh, feed to their parents. ”

A person who came with Peng Sui said: "Master, this child, is it saved?" Peng Sui shook his head: "There are so many lives and deaths in troubled times, cause and effect are messy, and they can't be entangled." ”

The other man was silent, his brow furrowed, and suddenly turned around, took the water he had brought with him, and put it into the child's mouth. The man who spoke before he was dissatisfied: "Huan Tingshu, the master said that he couldn't save it, why didn't you listen to the master's words?"

The young man who was called Huan Tingshu did not stop the movements in his hand: "I only know, I don't see life and death, and I am indifferent." ”

"You. The man was dumbfounded by the rebuttal, and unconsciously took a step forward, but was stopped by Peng Sui: "Gao Difficult, the court book is different from your Taoist heart, you two are personally passed on for me, this time I entered the WTO, I want you to explore mundane things, prove your own way, and strive to break the nine thousand nine hundred refinements, and enter the top of the mountain is the right thing, and you can't fight." Gao Jian bowed his head and replied: "The apprentice knows his mistakes, master." But he was not convinced by the soft-hearted Huan Tingshu. Of course, self-pride naturally has the confidence of pride, he is fourteen years old and can step on the nine thousand steps of bluestone by virtue of the forty-fold cultivation of the inscription, and the Huan Tingshu nineteen-year-old with the thirty-five inscriptions, can only walk through the two thousand steps, and is only above the middle among the ordinary disciples, not to mention that his age is also counted together, although the cultivation of the first three realms, the first realm of the inscription does take nearly half of the time and the age of the Huan Tingshu is not too old, but it is really a little mediocre in a sect like Ling Xu. In such a comparison, the two are really not at the same level. But on the contrary, the master also accepted him as a personal disciple.

Looking at what Huan Tingshu did, Peng Sui shook his head: "With many love roots, it is difficult to break the mortal dust, and cultivating the immortal road is destined to be difficult to move an inch." It is commendable, and he is born with a sincere and innocent heart. After finishing it, he glanced at Gao Jian beside him and nodded: "Single-mindedly to the Tao, don't ask trivial matters, the path of cultivating immortals is destined to be unhindered." ”

After the child's breathing was stable, Huan Tingshu got up again, took the child away from the old man's arms, dug the old man and buried him, and said in front of the grave.

"Old man, go all the way. ”

After finishing the matter, Huan Tingshu walked in front of Peng Sui and bowed: "Master, the apprentice has something to do." ”

Peng Sui sighed, his brows furrowed, his face displeased, and he was silent. Gao Jian looked at the two of them, puzzled.

After a long time, Huan Tingshu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Peng Sui, and his voice was loud, and his voice was solid.

Peng Sui was finally furious and shouted: "Get out, get back to Lao Tzu, don't want to let me out of the mountain in the future!"

Huan Tingshu got up and bowed again: "Thank you, Master." "Pick up the child on the ground and prepare to leave.

Peng Sui spoke again: "Bastard, do you want to go back? As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took out two talismans from his bosom and threw them into Huan Tingshu's arms: "After my blessing, the Shenxing talisman will only be three or five days away from returning to the sect. ”

"Master Xie. "Huan Tingshu goodbye. Peng Sui snorted coldly: "Hurry up and get out, save Lao Tzu from getting angry, and honestly stay in the mountains for Lao Tzu, and don't go anywhere." ”

Gao Jian looked gloatingly, and said the words "nosy".

"No regrets. Huan Tingshu smiled, hugged the child, and strode away.

For a long time, Gao Jian walked with Peng Sui. Gao Jian asked: "Master, will Huan Tingshu's tender character suffer a lot, if he cares, he will be chaotic, he has to take care of so many things, and he will not be tired to death." ”

Peng Sui suddenly smiled, grinning, showing two rows of white teeth: "I heard that the world, how tender the rivers and lakes are, and that sincerity, maybe one day it will move the heavens." ”

Gao Jian scoffed and didn't care.

It's just that the master and apprentice don't know, and after three or five days, Huan Tingshu is a good thought.

After placing the sleeping child in his arms, step by step, with the cultivation of the thirty-five inscriptions, he climbed the bluestone road of 9,900 steps.

Over the bluestone, looking up to the sky, with tears in his eyes and sentimentality, he realized again.

Shocked everyone on the top of the mountain, shocked the sect to come in person. At the age of nineteen, he broke the inscription, crossed the empty spring and crossed the two realms of Juxi Hechuan, and stepped directly into the sea, which was only half a step away from the condensation weir.

Because the child was in his sleep, he muttered unintentionally,

"Immortals have no eyes. ”