Under the desolate moonlight, occasionally a few beast chirpings can be heard from the depths of the bamboo forest, which spread far in the empty bamboo forest, making the South Mountain appear more gloomy and lonely. There is a little warmth in the simple small bamboo building, the old man only drank a few glasses, and began to be drunk, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his blurry eyes, and the eyes of Yun Xiu Qingling were particularly spoiled.

"A dream of a bell, a floating life, how many more winds and frosts? A few sorrows, with self-pity, how many years have passed? The old man took a sip and muttered to himself, the rotten style in the wine could not hide the sadness in the corners of his eyes, which made Yun Xiu and the others feel very uncomfortable.

"Old ghost Situ, I can't imagine that you are still alive after a hundred years, and there is such a Yaxing poem against it, which really makes the poor monk ashamed. As soon as the old man's words fell, a deep voice came from the secluded bamboo forest outside the bamboo building, interrupting the warm atmosphere of the three of them.

Yun Xiu was shocked, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the bamboo building, but there was no figure, and the person arrived before the sound arrived, like a thousand miles of sound, shaking the bamboo leaves. The person who came didn't know where he was, just a voice came, which made Yun Xiu feel a huge pressure, if he faced the person who came up, I am afraid that with Yun Xiu's current cultivation, it is still a question of whether he can make a move, Yun Xiu's face leaked solemnly, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart: "Who is the person who came?" ”

At this time, Qing Ling helped the old man out of the bamboo building and came to Yun Xiu's side, only to see that the old man did not have the slightest worry on his face, but leaked a smile, "Haha, rare guests, like an old ghost, you are not dead, how can my Situ Jiu go before you?"

"Haha, it's really in response to that old saying, good people don't live long, disasters will last for thousands of years, Situ Lao Ghost must have done bad things, so that a hundred years have passed, and you are still alive in the world. The voice came from the secluded bamboo forest again, getting closer and closer, the people who came did not get the slightest anger, but there was a kind of mutual joke between old friends, seeing this scene, Yun Xiu's tense heart finally relaxed.

Looking into the forest, I saw two figures in the bamboo forest rushing quickly, one old and one young, it turned out to be two monks, the old monk was extremely old, he couldn't see anything unusual on his body, but there was an unfathomable feeling, from the sound of the thousands of miles just now, it can be seen that the old monk cultivated to be profound, definitely a monk who attained the Tao, but a monk's robe made Yun Xiu dare not compliment, tattered, sloppy, even the little monk next to him is the same, the little monk is about the same age as Yun Xiu, his face is extremely dirty, but a pair of eyes are extremely smart, and sometimes flashes a trace of cunning。

"You and I haven't seen each other for a hundred years, and today I brought my apprentice Fasheng to disturb me, and I hope you will forgive me. The two came to Yun Xiu and the three of them, and Monk Ruchen said to Situ Jiu.

"Fa Sheng has seen Uncle Situ. The little monk on the side spoke, hiding behind Monk Ruchen, only revealing a smooth head, and a pair of cunning eyes kept looking at Situ Jiu, looking a little timid.

"Okay, good, good, at a young age, the martial arts cultivation is so profound, like an old ghost who has accepted a good apprentice. A smile leaked from Situ Jiu's face, and an inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes. Then he turned to Monk Ruchen and said, "The years are in a hurry, a hundred years have passed, I can't imagine that you and I can still see each other in our lifetimes, I am very happy, why bother?"

Monk Ruchen said: "The old drunkard said yes, the years are not forgiving, I can still vaguely remember you and I were supreme heroic, walking all over the central Kyushu, where can not go? Where can not go? After several tosses and turns, finally on this South Mountain, I saw that the old drunkard was still alive, not to mention how happy I was, with the old drunkard for the rest of my life, it seemed that I would not be lonely anymore. ”

Situ Jiu laughed when he heard Monk Ruchen say this, and said: "Old ghost Ruchen, the years are not forgiving, wear out everything, but you can't wipe out the obsession in your heart, for so many years, you have always wanted to fight with me and resolve the obsession in your heart, and now you come to my Nanshan, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as visiting me, right? I'm afraid it's more because you want to fight with me, but you want to." ”

Monk Ruchen said: "The person who knows me is Situ wine, but this is my obsession, He Zeng is not your obsession, both born like dust, He Sheng Situ, an era will only belong to one person after all, you and I must make a decision, make an end to our era, in order to take that step, we must do this, can not be avoided." ”

Situ Jiu's eyes were a little lonely, and he said: "Is that step really that important? You and I have been escaping for a hundred years, and we still can't escape after a hundred years? Life is too short, and we have to be so persistent? It's so tiring to live." ”

"The long heroic road, the desolate heroic mound, the long sword crosses the sky, the blood stains the green clothes, the wind rolls the yellow sand, the yellow sand buries the dry bones, set foot on the heroic road, and never ......look back" There is endless loneliness in the eyes of the dusty monk.

The road of heroes, the bones are vast, countless people are broken and sunk in the sand on this road, buried in the loess for a long time, only a few people can step on the bones, show the invincible demeanor, reach the end of the heroic road, and smile at an era. This is the pursuit of every warrior, and it is the destination of heroes, and it is an irresistible persistence.

At the beginning, the battle between the Emperor of Great Xia and the Emperor of the Barbarian Frontier, the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, the battlefield was wide, up to the sky, down to the earth, covering most of the land of Kyushu, and finally the Emperor of the Great Xia was slightly better, and the Emperor of the Barbarian War was nailed to death on the holy mountain, taking that step, achieving the prestige of the Emperor of Great Xia, creating his own era, the prestige of the Emperor of Great Xia shook the past and the present, and it was sung for hundreds of years, enduring, and was an indelible and replaceable existence in the hearts of countless people.

Situ Wine, a monk like dust, although he is not as famous as the Great Xia Emperor, but he is also the strongest person since the Great Xia Emperor, and his martial arts cultivation has already reached the point of Qin Zhenhua, and he is only one step away from reaching the legendary realm, but it takes countless blood and bones to take that step, no one is sure that he can win, and they are all escaping.

The faces of the two monks Ruchen and Situ Jiu are full of endless helplessness and sighs, the heroes of the same era have long been white bones, only they are still in the world, this is extremely cruel for everyone, time is the most ruthless, there is no trace of affection, fortunately, a hundred years later, the two met again, at this time the hearts of the two should be extremely embarrassed and happy.

But people in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves, and they are born in troubled times, even more so. An era must eventually come to an end, and the strongest few will inevitably have a battle, and that step is very important for every warrior. Monk Ruchen and Situ Jiu will eventually have a battle, and they will not be able to escape, and they will eventually leave a mark on the heroic road. Through the accumulation of blood and bones, so as to take that step, this is the rule of the warrior.

The sky is vast, the earth is vast, the warriors are so desolate, there is no possibility of turning back from the moment they set foot on this road, and if they want to be dull, no one will agree. Situ Jiu and Monk Ruchen had helplessness on their faces, but there was no way, the rules that were integrated into the blood could not be changed.

"Hey, after all, we still can't escape, okay, you and I have taken a few tricks and made a ...... to make a settlement" Situ Jiu said: "The old ghost of Ruchen claims that the Buddha has no mercy when he is angry, and there are no sentient beings under the palm of compassion. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Jiu turned around and asked Yun Xiu Qingling and the two to retreat aside, then turned around and looked at Monk Ruchen, his eyes flashed, and the momentum on his body changed greatly.

Yun Xiu's faces leaked with worry, but they couldn't stop it, this was an inevitable battle, this was the obsession of the two, and it was also an explanation, and the sacred glory could not be desecrated.

In Situ Jiu's hand, Zhenyuan condensed a sharp sword, the sword was like a substance, and there was a buzzing sword sound in his hand, and Situ Jiu moved in an instant, like an arrow off the string, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the monk Ruchen, and his body turned into a phantom, leaving rows of afterimages where he passed, and he stabbed towards the Ruchen monk at a rapid speed, and it came in an instant.

"Haha, it is worthy of being a wine fairy, it is rumored that the wine fairy has a masterful swordsmanship, and Taixuan Gong is the most powerful of the exercises, and it is enough to see the power of Taixuan Gong, even if you die, it is worth it. Monk Ruchen spoke, without the slightest nervousness, but put away the sloppy appearance on his body, and at the same time, the faint Buddha light on his body flashed, and the whole person became extremely sacred, like a Buddha, the golden light flashed, and the body was twisted in an incredible shape, avoiding the sword that Situ Jiu would kill.

The blow missed, Situ Jiu had no joy or sorrow, and he didn't say anything, only to see the sword in his hand turn, changed the stab to a horizontal split, and slashed horizontally at the neck of the monk Ruchen again.

Situ Jiu's combat experience is so rich, and his reaction is extremely fast, he doesn't give Monk Ruchen a chance to breathe together, one stab and one slash in one go, this scene makes the three Yun Xiu next to him feel dazzled, such a seamless attack can be described as extremely sharp, use the sword to the extreme, and do whatever you want.

But as the strongest person in the same era as Situ Jiu, it was impossible for Monk Ruchen to be defeated like this, only to see that a demon-descending pestle condensed by Zhenyuan also appeared in Monk Ruchen's hand, and the demon-descending pestle was horizontally in one gear, blocking Situ Jiu's sword.