The woods were filled with the smell of earth. Flowers cover the ground, colorful wildflowers bloom under the branches, and towering trees move in the wind, making it hard to imagine that this was once a desert.

After Zuo Fengchen heard that Guanjiazhuang was in front of him, he seemed to have an answer in his heart. Zuo Fengchen pointed in the direction where the Guan family warriors disappeared and asked the old man next to him, "Why don't the three of them live with you?" The world has changed, you have ushered in fertile soil, they no longer need to guard the Crescent Spring, and it is time to go home. ”

After Zuo Fengchen asked, the old man sighed and said, "The three of them are desert patrol officers, and they can only live in the endless desert, and they will live and die for the rest of their lives. Wherever they went, there was a drought, and eventually it became an endless desert. What's more, the benefactor had already taken the crescent moon spring away, so they could only go with him. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Zuo Fengchen nodded, it really shouldn't be his own, and it won't be his own. However, since Guan Yu followed Xie Liang, it was also a good thing, because in the future, when his life was in danger, he could still summon them out, and let Xie Liang take Guan Yu to protect himself!

Moreover, Zuo Fengchen had a feeling that there must be more powerful teammates who wanted to follow him! He found that there was such a rule here, that is, as long as they met a strong person from the earth in this world, they would not follow him by their side, they could only enter their own divided space.

Zuo Fengchen didn't know the reason why this happened, maybe it was because the world here was too fast, and their cultivation speed was slow, so they could only go to the divided space where time almost didn't flow to practice!

After saving the desert people, Zuo Fengchen said goodbye to the old and young of Guanjiazhuang, and then walked towards the sunrise with his sword alone.

A round of red sun poked its head out of the nascent world, and Zuo Fengchen's direction disappeared into the early morning haze.

The autumn wind was whining, and in the mist, Zuo Fengchen felt a trace of coolness, just now in the desert, it was still sultry, how did he feel the cold? Did he come out of the trial in the desert?

Zuo Fengchen wondered, but continued to walk, and when the fog cleared, Zuo Fengchen found that he was already standing at the end of the stilted bridge.

Looking down, the cliffs make people tremble when they see their legs. Looking up at the opposite side, patches of ancient vines surround a mountain forest, which is soaked in layers of forests, which is very spectacular. That's the Qingyun Wonderland where I live!

Looking back, there was only a small clearing in front of me, and there was a flat wall on the hill of the clearing, on which were written three words - Siguo Cliff.

Zuo Fengchen slowly pondered the three words of Si Guoya, Senior Brother said, there is a secret of the Crazy Sword Scholar buried here, what is his secret?

Zuo Fengchen walked to the wall of Siguo Cliff and touched the rock with his hand, and suddenly the rock fell down piece by piece like a flash flood, and after a while, a pile of stones piled up on the ground.

After the stone fell off the mountain, the words "Si Guo" became clearer. Not only are the three words of Siguo Cliff clear, but even the small words under Si Guo Cliff are actually leaking out.

"I am drunk, I don't listen to the teachings of Mr., I don't understand the way of literature and am obsessed with the way of the sword. Now I am thinking about the cliff and repenting, my swordsmanship was obtained from the Zuo's cave, and I am willing to return my swordsmanship to it. Qingyun 3046 winter. ”

A few short sentences are carved with a sword, and the words are vigorous and powerful, and they all contain the profound philosophy of swordsmanship. Zuo Fengchen looked at the words in front of him, as if he saw a little Confucian who made a mistake back then with resentment and lettering.

Drunk, he did not give up swordsmanship, after the death of the master, he instead practiced mad swordsmanship with the sword spectrum obtained from Zuo's Mountain, and finally let Qingyunmen return to the top of Wumeng after three thousand years of decline.

Looking down further, Zuo Fengchen actually saw another paragraph, this passage was obviously not written by the mad sword scholar, the words were not so arrogant, powerful and angular, and the small characters below were more like the books of an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, mellow as the pebbles of the beach next door.

"Drunken Sheng is the 3012th gentleman of Qingyunmen, after his master died, he picked up kendo again, taught seven proud disciples, practiced the Big Dipper Seven Stars Trapped Demon Array, and sealed the most powerful Zuo Demon Emperor after rebirth. ”

There was no signature under the word, Zuo Fengchen looked at it for a long time, and couldn't find any useful information about swordsmanship. He has experienced two calamities, and he will not return in vain! Anyway, he also engraved the sword score on the wall with one and a half moves, so that he can break into the rivers and lakes!

Zuo Fengchen was a little troubled, standing on the cliff blowing the cold wind, it was really for you and me to be blown by the cold wind.

"No, I can't return in vain, I'll search carefully, maybe there's a secret door here!"

Thinking of this, Zuo Fengchen hurriedly began to search. found a side on the ground, and even scraped a few layers on the ground with a sword, and still did not lose a trace of a word. So Zuo Fengchen was busy looking for it on the mountain wall again, and after searching for a long time, except for finding a sentence diagonally opposite the four words of Siguo Cliff, there was really nothing else.

"I have experienced 3,743 difficulties, survived the thunderstorm, traveled far away to the Tongsheng Bridge, sincerely sought to be drunk and sendo, heaven and earth can be learned, but never seen, there are regrets in this life, and I can not go back, I am willing to be buried here in order to be destined to pick up my sword, and I have a strong will and I am not a fairy. ”

What a familiar name!

Sitting on the ground, Zuo Fengchen thought for a long time before remembering. Didn't the stupid bear spirit say the first great war between the human race and the demon race when he bragged to himself about the history of his family? What kind of war is it called, by the way, it is the battle of the extreme north, the battle of the extreme north started in the wasteland, the prince of the demon clan Zuo clan and the human race Wuwei Xianmen Li Maungran fought for three days and three nights and finally defeated the head of the Wuwei Immortal Gate of the first immortal gate of the abyss realm at that time in the wasteland.

After Li Maungran was defeated back to Wuwei Xianmen, he died of depression not long after, and since then Wuwei Xianmen has declined, after the new head ascended the throne, until the first immortal gate in the world was destroyed, no one knew where their new head went.

Why did I meet such a person? They are all great gods, but they are all great gods who died miserably, although they were once glorious for a while.

Li Maungran, the mad sword scholar, and the head of the Wuwei Immortal Sect in front of him, which one is not a strong man thousands of years ago? Am I not here to uncover the secret of Sun Wukong? Why do I appear here, wasting my good years in this bullshit abyss?

Can't solve this secret, Zuo Feng can't sleep well day and night!

"Fight today, instead of being at a loss and having no goal, it is better to put it to death and live later. ”

Thinking of this, Zuo Fengchen took out a gold coin and threw it towards the cliff.

"Money tricks, summon profiteers!"