"The fortune of the world converges in Changling, because Changling is the king city of Qin, and because Qin has more than Zuochi and Gu Liren. ”

The old emperor's hands on the bed slowly touched his chest, and his gloomy eyes were more regretful than joy.

"Although Gu Liren is dead, Yu Zuochi is still there, and there is Wang Jingmeng in the Bashan Sword Field now, so the Bashan Sword Field will not be defeated. In the final analysis, I would like to thank the person who set up a plot to kill Gu Liren, if it weren't for them, how could Wang Jingmeng and Bashan Sword Field gather in Changling. ”

In fact, he also wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of young man Wang Jingmeng looked like, and he also wanted to see the duel between these young cultivators, but now he couldn't even get up, and he couldn't even chew and eat a warm bread slowly.

What finally appeared in the eyes of the old emperor was pride.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been dragging on to death, how could Changling have so many variables.

Those cultivators are facing cultivators who are stronger than themselves at most, but what they are facing is the most direct death, and they are fighting the most direct battle against death every day.

If it weren't for his amazing willpower, he would have died early this morning last year.

And how much pain he needs to endure to drag himself to death is something only he really knows.

......

In the early morning, the people on the banks of the River of the Dead gradually gathered more and more, even more than any time Wang Jingmeng had ever competed with swords.

However, unlike in the past, the people who came early this time to occupy their positions were not as noisy as before, and they all seemed very quiet.

Time can change many things, including cognition.

In the beginning, all the ordinary people of Changling were watching the excitement, and it was difficult for them to see the battle between cultivators, and these miraculous pictures would become memories and conversations for their lives.

But as the stories about the Bashan Sword Field and these cultivators continued to circulate, even those beggars who were eating and waiting to die on the corner of Changling Street all knew about Yu Zuochi and Gu Liren, and knew what Wang Jingmeng came to Changling for, and they gradually learned from these stories how incredible it was to fight across the border, and this kind of incredibleness was like a newborn baby knocking down an adult man with one punch.

However, compared with Wang Jingmeng's talent and cultivation, what everyone in Changling respects the most is what he has always been pursuing, that is, the extremely simple principle of killing people to pay for their lives.

Fairness is relative, but if you don't dare to fight at all, then there is no fairness at all.

Therefore, even the most stupid Changling people, when talking to each other, knew very well that Wang Jingmeng's opponent would become stronger and more difficult, but they all wanted Wang Jingmeng to continue to win and continue to be undefeated.

......

Several carriages stopped at the periphery, and some young men came out of the carriages, all with unfamiliar faces.

The clothes of these young people are extremely simple, and they are all the most popular pale green shirts in Changling at this time, but after these people arrived, they did not choose a high place and a good position like the vast majority of spectators, but explained politely and softly, all the way to the forefront.

At this time, all the spectators already knew that most of these young people were Chu people, and the young man who walked towards Hegang was He Xiu, a Chu man who was going to challenge Wang Jingmeng today.

The Chu people came to challenge the Qin people, and for the Qin people, they naturally hoped that the Chu people would lose and the Qin people would win, but just looking at this young man, the vast majority of Changling people couldn't find fault.

This young man's facial features are very ordinary, but his face is square, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which makes people feel righteous.

He walked all the way, gently and politely, and if the people in front of him gave way, he would have thanked him softly.

He was obviously very respected by the rest of the young people, but he just walked to the open space on the river hill with a soft bamboo mat in his arms, and then spread out the bamboo mat and sat down quietly.

He came very early, but even under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, his attitude was still very quiet, and after a few cups of tea, his demeanor was still so peaceful, it seemed that even if he had to wait for a few more hours, he would still be like this, and he would not have any impatience.

This tranquil demeanor even infected many spectators.

Many of these spectators are vulgar characters in the streets and alleys of Changling, usually even if they gnaw on bones and eat meat, maybe they can't help but reach out and rub the itch on their feet, and then continue to spit and brag about the interesting things they have seen, but at this time, these people gradually reduce the voice of conversation, or even stop talking.

The already quiet crowd became quieter.

Chu Ren He Xiu smiled, he raised his head, and his gaze fell into the distance.

A horse-drawn carriage was coming.

The carriage was very ordinary, but he could feel that it was Wang Jingmeng sitting in the carriage.

A lot of cheers and cheers rang out at the same time.

Looking at Wang Jingmeng who walked out of the carriage, He Xiu's face gradually became solemn.

The crowd moved out of the way like a tide, and Wang Jingmeng, who was walking among them, also seemed extremely gentle, but for some reason, He Xiu obviously felt that he was not the slightest nervous, and he still had strong confidence, but he inexplicably felt a huge pressure.

Wang Jingmeng also saw this Chu man clearly from a distance.

"It's a trip to troubled waters. ”

When he walked to this hill and walked in front of He Xiu, Wang Jingmeng looked at He Xiu, who was slowly standing up, and said, "I don't think you look like a cultivator who is in a hurry to become famous, why do you want to come to such troubled waters?"

"First there is a family and a country, and then there is a teacher. ”

He Xiu thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I am from Chu, so I have to do something for Chu." ”

Wang Jing dreamed, and he thought of Li Si inexplicably.

"I didn't think about it that much. He shook his head and said.

"When the time comes, you'll think. ”

He Xiu looked at him and said softly: "If Qin Chu starts fighting, and the cultivators on both sides are thrown into the army to accompany the siege of the city and the land, at that time, I think you have to think. ”

Wang Jingmeng frowned deeply.

This seemed to be just an analogy, and when He Xiu said these words, his expression did not change significantly, but he felt that these words were not so simple.

"Do you want to set some rules?" said He Xiu.

Wang Jingmeng knew that his sentence was about today's competition, so he shook his head and said, "You should naturally be able to see the winner or loser." ”

He Xiu nodded and said, "Then let's start?"

Wang Jingmeng smiled slightly and said, "Then at least let all of them know that we have started." ”

He Xiu also smiled, he clenched his fists seriously, saluted Wang Jingmeng, and said, "Please." ”

Wang Jingmeng also bowed seriously and said, "Please." ”