The sun is thin, and the sunset dyes half of the sky red, and the red clouds on the edge of the sky are inlaid with golden edges.

After passing through a maple forest, three thatched huts appeared not far ahead, and a scrawny old man stood in front of the door, with all his beard and hair, and his face was engraved with weathered wrinkles.

Liu Xuanchou had a strange emotion in his heart, he had been with this old man since he could remember, and in his heart, the old man was not only his master, but also his relatives.

"Bad old man, are you waiting for me to eat?" he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"It's still like this, it hasn't changed at all, it seems that he is alive and well during my absence. He smiled self-deprecatingly.

The old man walked towards him tremblingly with a cane, which made people look frightened, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"You're still playing with crutches, and you want to pretend to be pathetic in front of me to gain sympathy. ”

"Come with me...."The old man's voice was hoarse, without the hippie smile of the past, and there was even a trace of loneliness in his expression.

Liu Xuanchou's heart tightened, realized that something was wrong, and silently followed him into the thatched hut in the middle.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a wooden bed, a chair, and a desk.

The desk is spotless, and dozens of old books with thread seals are neatly placed on it, which looks like it is some years old.

"What's wrong?"

"Heaven and earth have changed drastically, the aura has recovered, and a terrifying era is coming again......" The old man seemed to be recalling, for a long time, seeing Liu Xuan's ugliness, he sighed: "I have stepped into the coffin with half a foot, and in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you completely....."

"Master, what are you talking nonsense, your life is harder than that of a stinky cockroach, how can you die.....?"

"This world is no longer the world you and I are familiar with, and no one can guarantee that they will survive in the coming days. ”

The seriousness of the matter is far beyond Liu Xuanchou's previous understanding, and it can be seen from the attitude of the bad old man that the white light rising from the sky on Sakura Mountain is by no means a simple vision of heaven and earth, and the terrible consequences brought by it are unimaginable.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't know the age of the bad old man, it seems that he has been like this for as long as he can remember, he will not grow old and will not die.

And today, when the bad old man said that he was going to die, a tight string in his heart finally broke. He fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

The old man nodded, looking at him with reluctance, relief, and more pride.

That's right, proud! This is his most outstanding disciple, a disciple who has never been seen before or since, and he has believed so since he was ten years old.

"Get up, my old bones can hold on for a while, don't cry with a sad face, look upset. The old man waved his hand impatiently, signaled Liu Xuan to get up, and waited for him to stand still, and then asked him what happened after he came down the mountain.

From punching and killing Zhao Xiaoquan to being forced to go to the island country, Liu Xuanchou told what happened after going down the mountain word for word.

Hearing that he had defeated the descendants of Taizu's Long Fist, the old man's expression was indifferent, and there was no surprise; when he heard that no one dared to respond to the warriors of the island country he had beaten with his own strength, a few traces of appreciation appeared on the old man's face, until he finally talked about entering the cherry blossom mountain by mistake, getting mysterious beads, causing a white light in the sky, and the demon raiders slaughtering Nanhai Dao, the old man finally couldn't sit still.

"Show me that thing. The old man got up in a hurry, how could he look like a half-branch of decaying wood.

"I know you're playing dead. Liu Xuanchou scolded in a low voice, and still handed the beads he carried with him to the old man with a solemn expression.

The mysterious beads are simple and unpretentious, with a faint dark green halo circulating on the surface, which looks extremely strange.

The old man held the beads in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and carefully felt the coolness coming from the palm of his hand.

After a long time, a hint of horror appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he looked at Liu Xuanchou who was bored and looking through the books on the table.

"Is it really fate? Or is there a hand behind the back that pushes all this...... He was the one chosen......" At this moment, the old man had a lot of thoughts in his heart. If, as he thought, the bottomless pit in Cherry Blossom Mountain was a spring, then this bead was the key to unlocking the spring.

One side of the spring opens, and the aura recovers for three points.

And this 'key' is bound to guide his apprentice to open the other three springs, and when all the four springs in the south, east, and northwest are opened, a new era of earth-shaking will also come.

For a moment, he even wanted to crush the beads in his hand.

The metaphor of the southeast and northwest is the four divine beasts, the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu are each guarding one side, and the one guarding the bottom must be the demon god with monstrous demons.

Ancient myths and legends came to his mind one by one, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply, and the hand holding the bead was also put down.

Who can break the established destiny for life?

Now that he has been chosen as that person, I am afraid that even he is powerless to change this result.

There is no power to change, so you can only go with the flow.

The old man coughed lightly, called Liu Xuanchou to his eyes, looked at him with a complicated expression, handed the beads back, and admonished: "Keep it well, don't lose it....."

"A baby?"

"Well, it's more than 10,000 times more than those martial arts treasures I taught you, maybe it can save your life..."

The old man was not talking nonsense, if it was really as he thought, as long as the remaining three springs had not been opened, his life safety was at least guaranteed.

As for what he guessed, he didn't intend to tell it all, and even he felt unbelievable about it. It's better for one person to be cranky than two to be scared!

After gossiping with each other for a while, the old man impatiently urged Liu Xuanchou to go down the mountain, his attitude was unprecedented, not only cursing him in his mouth as a plague god, but also his hands were not ambiguous, and he had no power to parry, only to flee in a hurry.

"Old immortal, can't you say something well? If you do this again, your favorite apprentice won't send you to the end. ”

"I'm bah, this great immortal has a detached demeanor and a tough body, even if your kid dies, it won't be my turn. Hurry up and get out, get out of here as far as possible, it's best to go to the West, let those foreign devils beat you to death, and let me save some snacks....."

........

Liu Xuanchou scolded all the way down the mountain, without the feeling of warmth when he went up the mountain.

Dragon Tiger Mountain

Several islanders in China dropped three poison gas bombs on each of the four corners of the city. All of a sudden, the city was in the same situation as Nankaido, and despite the vigilance, the government was helpless against them.

On the same day, a woodcutter who came down from the Longhu Mountain to chop wood, carrying firewood on his back and a black firewood knife in his hand, broke into the city where the demon raiders were ravacing.