The Guigu faction has an ancient heritage, and there are two heirs in each generation, who control the power of yin and yang, respectively, and the scholars of Guigu in this generation belong to the control of the power of yin.

A generation of two people, they have their own fate, such fate, even extremely cruel, many people think about it, they feel that it is a sadness to be the heir of the Guigu faction.

Among the disciples of each generation, only those who become the head of the Guigu Sect are qualified to live.

That is to say, no matter how the two get along, or even how good they are, when that fate comes, they will draw their swords against each other and divide the victory or defeat of life and death.

The winner becomes the head of the Guigu faction. And the loser is a piece of loess on the other party's road to success.

This time, the Guigu scholar and Tianjizi are here, thinking that this fateful battle has come, and on the other hand, that is, the previous head of the Guigu faction has fallen.

The battle between the two in the distance broke the silence at the beginning, and finally became ferocious, the two forces of yin and yang, occupying the heaven and earth, like a wave sweeping, this valley, as if they were crumbling.

Xue Ling quietly watched the battle between the two, silent, he didn't know what happened to the Ghost Valley Scholar and Tianjizi before, when he put himself in his shoes, I am afraid that they are extremely uncomfortable. As the heir of the Guigu faction, this situation of life and death struggle is inescapable.

For the inheritance of the Guigu faction and to survive, between the two, one person must become the leader.

And of course, the other person, naturally, needs to die.

Between life and death, there is a choice, but there is no choice.

These two people practiced together, grew up together on the side of the head of the Guigu faction, and when they got along day and night, no matter how cold-blooded they were, they must have some emotions, and even before they left the mountain, the head of the Guigu faction would not tell them any information about their fate.

That is to say, before leaving the mountain, the two disciples of a generation were like ordinary brothers, and even because there were only two people who were with them, their feelings might even exceed that of many brothers.

But......

Thinking of this, Xue Ling sighed, he felt that the inheritance of the Guigu Sect was too cruel, but as a sect that had been inherited for an unknown number of years, there were only two disciples in a generation, but they still passed on the long years in this troubled era. You must know that in this vicissitudes of the sea, there are countless former super sects and families, all of which have been submerged with the dust, and if you think about it, it is extremely incredible that this Guigu Sect can be inherited.

Incredible sect, incredible fate.

For some reason, Xue Ling saw the two people in the distance who were fighting more and more fiercely at this moment, and his heart was slightly blocked, but when he followed it, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought of his previous experience with Lu Feiyang.

At that time, the brothers turned against each other, and that feeling, now that I think about it, it is quite suffocating.

Thankfully, that's all in the past. And he also understood the hard work that Senior Brother had done in the past. When Lu Feiyang shot at himself, he was so painful and struggling, I am afraid that it was still too much compared to himself.

After all, the memories of his previous life were a little blurry for Xue Ling. But for Lu Feiyang, it is a lifetime experience, looking back, it seems to be vivid.

Rumble......

When Xue Ling's thoughts changed, the yin and yang in the distance were intertwined, as if fierce beasts from two worlds collided, and finally the curtain gradually came to an end. The sky filled the valley with smoke and dust, and a huge mushroom cloud of smoke and dust rose up, touching the formation in mid-air, and then shattering and scattering like ink in the air.

Xue Ling's eyes were scorching, looking into the distance, in the smoke and dust, a person came out, and when he looked at it, it was the scholar of the Ghost Valley.

Did he win?!

Xue Ling's face was solemn, looking at the somewhat cold face of the scholar of the Ghost Valley at the moment, his mood suddenly became a little complicated.

The scholar of Guigu was in a mess, as if he was crumbling, but he still walked into the distance step by step.

He didn't look back, he didn't look back.

The billowing smoke behind him seemed to have nothing to do with him, and his right hand was dripping blood, holding the compass tightly.

In the palm of his right hand, the inherited yin moon imprint, at this moment, seems to be extraordinarily dazzling, reflecting the compass all over the body.

And in the palm of the left hand, a sun and moon mark appeared at some point, without the slightest light, without attracting attention, just as people don't know when this mark appeared.

Xue Ling stared at the Yang Moon Mark for a moment, and sighed, he remembered very well that before the Ghost Valley Scholar, there was no such mark. And as the heir of the Yin power of the Guigu faction, he shouldn't have it.

As the scholar of Guigu walked away, he finally disappeared at the corner of the valley, and the billowing smoke and dust behind him finally dissipated into a visible object.

In the center, Xue Ling saw the figure sitting cross-legged, almost sluggish, like a candle flame fluttering in the wind, about to disperse.

Xue Ling walked out and walked towards Tianjizi, the latter at this moment, his face was pale, without the slightest anger, and his originally somewhat elegant and handsome face was also haggard like a glass on the verge of breaking.

Seeing Xue Ling approaching, Tianjizi's pale face was very calm, as if he had expected it.

"You could have avoided this!"

Xue Ling approached and said leisurely.

"This is the best ending!"

Tianjizi's voice was a little sluggish.

"You don't seem surprised by my presence?!"

"Accident?!I don't know why!"

Tianjizi's pale face seemed to flash a trace of arrogance.

"I can save you!"

Xue Ling frowned, and said in a deep voice: "But the price is a bit big." ”

"Life and death are fateful, and I don't need to live anymore. ”

Tianjizi shook his head and stared at Xue Ling with deep meaning: "You should understand." ”

Xue Ling was silent.

"Of course, if you want to know, I'll tell you!" Tianjizi continued, and then raised his palm, stretched out his index finger, and slowly sketched it on the ground.

Streams of blood, as his index finger fell to the ground, outlining obscure and mysterious lines, and Tianjizi's already pale face became more and more pale.

"This is my last request, I hope that the day will come...... Can you remember...... I...... Tianjizi ...... Genus...... In...... Ghost Valley Pie!"

As Tianjizi's words came to an intermittent end, the final outline of his index finger was also settled, and in an instant, the light flickered, and a yellow-colored rune rose and floated towards Xue Ling.

The palm of his hand stretched out, took the rune, the light on it flickered, and between the inscriptions, there was an indescribable divine aura emanating, Xue Ling was shocked in his heart, this kind of aura, for no reason, made him slightly frightened.

"Alas......"

Sighing, Xue Ling looked at Tianjizi, who had completely lost his breath, and there was some indescribable sadness in the depths of his eyes. At the same time, Tianjizi's body that was on the verge of shattering gradually dissipated.

A little starlight, gone with the wind.

"Let's go!"

Xue Ling arched his hand towards the fading Tianjizi, looking at the flying stars, his expression was really solemn.

Finally, the figure dissipated without a trace, and the contemporary heirs of the Guigu faction, who were shocked by countless monks as the heavenly man, were defeated in the battle of fate.

Xue Ling turned his head and glanced at the mouth of the valley in the distance with a complicated expression, and then did not stay longer, sweeping into the air, as the battle between the two ended, the formation here had gradually dissipated before.

......

Soon after Xue Ling left, the mountain wind blew here, and a piece of broken clothes on the ground was blown up, and in the air, a palm appeared, but it was tightly held and put into his arms.

A person walked slowly, his body swaying, and finally stood at the place where the sky had disappeared.

Between the mountains, this station, I don't know how long......

Precisely......

Tomorrow's ancient road, Autumn Mountain is a few heavier.

(End of chapter)