Accra and the old beggar lived in a small town west of the Xuanwu Empire, called "Jinyun Town", after Accra came out of the ruined temple, he walked along a path in the town to the hill west of the city, Accra often came here to collect firewood, so he was very familiar with this place.

There is a small forest with a lot of dry firewood, and Accra comes here to pick up firewood every time there is a shortage of firewood. Accra was particularly happy today, on the one hand, because of Su Xuemei's help, and on the other hand, because the old beggar had medicine to eat, and his illness would slowly improve. So Accra hummed a few words of song rarely.

At this moment, Accra heard the footsteps, and suddenly "chuckled" in his heart, because he was bullied all year round, so Accra's vigilance was very high, and after a short hesitation, Accra quietly hid behind the small tree and did not dare to move.

As the two approached, Accra could hear them clearly.

One of them said, "Senior brother, do you say that this meteorite fell from the sky is real?"

It was a young man of about twenty years old who spoke, and next to him was a hairy-faced man, burly and tall.

"I don't think there will be a fake, it is said that this time I learned that the news of the meteorite falling from the sky was predicted by the Emperor Qi Star of the Vermilion Bird Empire on the first day in the history of the Emperor Qi family through the eye of the sky, and at that time he only said such a sentence after predicting 'The stars fall in the desert two thousand miles west of the Xuanwu Empire, and when they fall, the stars will be dazzling, and the stars will be dim, I spied into the heavens and learned that something big will happen in the next 20 years, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for my Qiankun Continent." And you should have felt the shaking of the Qiankun Continent three days ago. Maybe the tremor was caused by the collision of meteorites and the Qiankun continent. ”

"Besides, do you know? Huang Qixing, who is only ten years old, had already opened his eyes a year ago, and his cultivation has soared as a result, and now no one knows how far his cultivation has reached.

It can be said that among the younger generation, the only ones who can compete with the new generation of saints of Dharami Island, Leiton Ling of the Leighton family, Ancestor Elephant Tianxing of the Ancestral Elephant Family, and Noao Rui of the Nuo family. These people are all of the same age now, if you give these people thirty years, can you imagine what kind of changes will happen in the Qiankun Continent?"

"Hiss......" The young man, who was about twenty years old, took a breath, and his eyes seemed to be full of fear.

"Let's go, now that many people from the four countries of the Qiankun Continent have passed, let's hurry up and hurry, at our current speed, it will take three days to arrive, and the daylily will be cold by then, so we have to speed up, no matter what, let's take it as an experience given to us by the master." ”

"Well, everything is at the mercy of Senior Brother. ”

After the two walked away, Accra quietly walked out from behind the small tree. He had heard what the two had just said, and in the second half of the night, three days ago, Accra had suddenly woken up from a dream due to a tremor, only to find the old beggar looking at him.

Accra also asked the old beggar what was going on, and the old beggar just said that it was okay and let Accra sleep well, and Accra closed his eyes again and heard the old beggar let out a long sigh.

Now Accra still doesn't understand why the old beggar has been sighing lately, Accra asked many times, but the old beggar didn't say, Accra didn't find it interesting and didn't ask. Thinking about it now, combined with what the two of them said just now, he suddenly said in his heart, "Could it be that as the two of them said just now, the sigh of the old beggar is related to the meteorite falling from the sky this time?", but this idea was denied by Accra as soon as it came out, the old beggar is not lightly ill now, and it is normal to occasionally sigh, the so-called meteorite falling from the sky, that is something that martial arts cultivators are interested in, and the eight poles have nothing to do with themselves and the old beggar.

It was getting dark, and Accra grabbed a pile of firewood and hurried back.

"I'm back, old beggar, and I've picked up plenty of firewood, enough for us to use for days. Accra placed the firewood in front of the broken temple door and said to the inside of the temple.

But after a while, the old beggar's voice was not heard in the temple, and Accra thought that the old beggar was asleep, so he did not go in to disturb the old beggar, and seeing that it was getting late, Accra prepared to make a fire.

However, he found that the flame that had been used to make a fire for the old beggar had been extinguished, so Accra could only re-light it with a flint, but when he found that he did not have a flint on his body, he walked lightly into the ruined temple to get the flint, for fear of waking up the sleeping old beggar.

When I went in, I saw that the place where the old beggar was sleeping was empty, and the old beggar was gone.

Accra's heart suddenly tightened, where did the old beggar go, couldn't it be that he didn't come back to look for me for so long? But now that the old beggar's illness has not recovered, how can he walk around casually?

Damn, it's all my fault, if I hadn't come back late, the old beggar wouldn't have left. Then he said to himself: "If the old beggar can't find me on the mountain, I should come back, and my husband will make a fire and wait for the old beggar to come back, so we can make a fire together." ”

Just as Accra was about to go to get the flint, he found a letter and a black jade pendant on the stone bench next to the flint.

Although Accra has been dependent on the old beggar as a beggar since he was a child, the old beggar did teach Accra to read and write from an early age, so some basic words Accra can still read.

Accra opened the envelope and saw that it was written: "Accra, I'm leaving, don't read it, you can live independently, I'm going to do my business, between mortals and martial arts, you chose to be an ordinary person, that's fine, I hope you live an ordinary life." The road of martial arts is full of blood, killing, conspiracy, and ups and downs, once you step in, there is no turning back, only the pursuit of excellence, the achievement of the peak, is the way back. This piece of black jade pendant you keep, it is a proof of your life experience, if there is a fate in the future, you will know everything, if not, you will live your life safely. The pen wrote the words "old beggar".

It was the old beggar's word, and Accra recognized.

Suddenly, Accra gasped for breath and said to himself, "Old beggar, old beggar, where have you been? Why don't you take me with you when you're gone? ”

As he spoke, Accra suddenly began to cry, this was the first time Accra had cried since he and the old beggar had been together, and he had never cried before being bullied.

Accra now feels empty, like suddenly losing someone closest to him. Crying, Accra ran out the door and ran out into the street, shouting the old beggar's name everywhere.

But all it provoked was the cynicism of the people on the street.

Ran from the street to the end of the street, but the figure of the old beggar was gone.

Accra sat down on the ground and shouted with a thought in his mouth: "Old beggar, old beggar, don't you go, come back, don't leave me alone, okay? Why did you leave me alone? Is it that I did something wrong, I will be obedient in the future, will you come back? As he cried, his stomach growled. Accra hadn't eaten for a day, and after running all over the streets, Accra was now exhausted and didn't have any strength.

The town of Jinyun was already brightly lit, and Accra stood up, and suddenly remembered what the two of them said on the mountain today, and suddenly said to himself: "Shouldn't the old beggar also go to see the meteorite?" He should leave Jinyun Town, I'll go find him tomorrow. Thinking so, Accra returned to the ruined temple, lit a fire, and ate steamed buns and chicken legs, which the old beggar had not eaten before, and he had left them for Accra.

While eating, Accra's heart was sour again, the old beggar was obviously very good to himself, but why did he leave him? Accra did not understand. At this time, Accra's eyes noticed the black jade pendant left by the old beggar, and reached out to take it, only to see that the front of the black jade pendant was written with the word "Dao" of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and turned over the back, and there was a very small word "machine" written on it, but it was obvious that this "machine" word was deliberately engraved by someone.

Early the next morning, Accra took out the money bag given by Su Xuemei, which still exuded a faint fragrance, took out a few silver coins from it, and then put the money bag into his arms. Then he went to the street and bought some dry food, and walked towards the southwest of the Xuanwu Empire.

Accra hurried to the road, and at the same time, the desert area four hundred miles west of the Xuanwu Empire was already crowded with people.

"What are you talking about? Your uncle, you are talking like a fart! This meteorite fell on my Xuanwu Empire, and naturally belongs to my Xuanwu Empire, what qualifications do you have to say that this meteorite belongs to you?" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man who was nearly forty years old, and there were two people on the left and right, a young man and a woman, respectively.

"Hehe, Brother Bai, don't be angry, you have something to say, and I didn't say whose meteorite it was. It's just that there has never been such a vision in my Qiankun Continent for 10,000 years, and I don't know where this meteorite came from and why it fell on my Qiankun Continent. "This person opened his mouth and closed his mouth to only say the Qiankun Continent, but he didn't mention a word about the Xuanwu Empire, the meaning is self-evident, this meteorite is a rare thing in the Qiankun Continent, but it just happened to fall on your Xuanwu Empire, but the ownership and exploration rights of this meteorite belong to everyone present.

"Hmph, the old man Hugh is talking nonsense, this meteorite fell on my Xuanwu Empire, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is my Xuanwu Empire's business, what does it have to do with your White Tiger Empire? Don't think that you want to divide two cups in a few words, my one-knife faction and your Void Sect have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, you don't want to succeed, hum!"

"You ......" The person who spoke before was from the Void Sect of the White Tiger Empire, named Feng Zizai. At this time, the meaning of the words was seen through, and his face suddenly turned red, and the clever words were difficult to distinguish, and he was about to get angry in an instant.

At this moment, there was a person who said: "Let's not argue for the time being, it's okay, the meteorite fell in the Xuanwu Empire, this is an understandable fact, this meteorite has a strange shape, everyone comes here because of curiosity." It's just that there are no future people on Dharami Island now, let's rest for the time being, and when the holy woman comes, we will obey the words of the sacrifice?"

When it came to Dharami Island, everyone's hearts tightened, and they seemed to be deeply afraid of something.

"This is very good, the holy woman of Dharami Island conveys the will of the sacrifice to the Lord, and I will not have any objection to it anyway, unlike some people. ”

"What are you talking about? Bai Rhodiola, don't think that this is within your Xuanwu Empire, you can speak freely and show off your might. It's just the third level of the True Yuan, I Feng Zizai haven't put it in my eyes yet, hum!" Feng Zizai did not show weakness in his words, the White Tiger Empire and the Xuanwu Empire have always had friction, although there has always been a discord between the two factions of the Void Sect and the One Knife Sect, and the two had a quarrel, but neither side dared to show disrespect for Dharami Island.

"Hmph, do you think I'm afraid of you, I kind of let the horse come over, one by one, I haven't been afraid of anyone?" Bai Jingtian said anxiously, in fact, he didn't have a bottom in his psychology, because Feng Zizai was two levels higher than him in cultivation. But Rhodiola has always been belligerent, and the stronger the opponent, the more they want to take the leap.

"Don't quarrel with the two of you, let's set up camp for the time being, and when the holy woman comes, how about we obey the will of the sacrificial lord?" This person is the person who held the fan before, and his name is Ruixing.