"Sit down!" The old man's voice was hoarse. It's like pain that has been accumulated for many years.
"I heard that Senior knew Mr. Su back then?"
"Know?" The old man thought for a moment and seemed to have figured out something. Then he smiled. "When I was in my forties, I thought I was invincible in Western Chu and wanted to compete with Nan Mu, my forefather. But then, I met him and Mr. Li, who had just died of illness not long ago. Only then did I know , I am actually not the best in Western Chu. Twenty years ago, I was indeed the best in Western Chu, but it was only because those two gentlemen had their entire bodies destroyed due to the sealing demon tower."
"So, senior knows him! Am I right to say so?"
Chen Deng nodded.
"The junior just happened to pass by here when he returned from traveling around the world. I once heard my husband mention my senior. I admired him very much, so I came here."
"I'm just a useless person now. I can't save the suffering people of Xichu in the morning, and I can't change the natural and man-made disasters. There's nothing good about it, it's just a sigh of relief."
"Senior is humbled. In the hearts of juniors, anyone who can come back from the Yunqi Mountains, even if he cannot come back, is a hero."
"Hahahaha... I've said this before, and I'm afraid it's going to be a joke. If I'm a hero, what about you? Who are you?" Chen Deng looked at He Moqian meaningfully.
He Moqian smiled. "I'm just a useless scholar. That's what my husband said about me. I still remember his expression when he said this."
"Useless scholar? You can also say this. As far as I know, you also wanted to go north to fight against the shadows. With your ability, it is easy to pacify the northwest."
"But I didn't make it later."
"So, it's a pity." Chen Deng said.
He Moqian grabbed the tea cup and said. "I like wandering around. There are people in the palace and ministers to deal with these things. I have always liked freedom."
After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine in the tea cup.
"Why do you like freedom? It's okay for you to lie to others, but it's redundant to lie to me. In fact, I can see that you are angry in your heart." Chen Deng said.
He Moqian was stunned for a moment, raised his teacup and froze it in the air, then put it down again without drinking, smiling bitterly.
Chen Deng was right. He was angry. He was indeed going to the northwest to fight against the shadows, at least to fulfill the dream of his young friend.
But later, his good friend was framed to death, but the murderer was protected by the court officials, so he became disheartened.
He didn't save the friend, and his body couldn't even be found, so it was an indisputable fact that he was the useless scholar.
"Yes! I am angry."
"If your friend saw you like this, he probably wouldn't want to do it! Speaking of which, Mr. Su broke off relations with you, and that's probably why."
"They must be extremely disappointed. After all, so many people have died in Xichu, and I am still traveling around the world because of the spirit of that time. It can be said that I am free and happy, who doesn't hate it."
"Actually, you should go to the northwest, no matter what the reason is." Chen Deng said.
"I've always wanted to avenge him, but I'm still a little confused in my heart. I happened to pass by here this time, so I came up, thinking that maybe my senior could give me some advice."
"I don't know either, but Northwest should be able to find the answer?"
He Moqian raised the tea cup and took a sip, then put it down and said. "Actually, I thought about it before I went up the mountain. Now, after hearing what my senior said, I have opened my eyes to it a lot. I think I should be the same way. Forget it! It's time to put an end to the past."
He stood up and said. "Senior, do you have a sword? Junior would like to borrow it."
"As for the sword, I certainly have it."
Shen Hong said, stood up and walked aside, picked up an ordinary long sword next to him, and handed it to He Moqian along with the hilt.
He Moqian grabbed the sword and walked to the window. He slightly raised his head and looked up through the window. The sky was cloudless.
he said. "Now that we have decided to end the war in the northwest, let us give the man in the northwest a warning. If you act rashly, you will die!"
He jumped out from the window and slowly landed on the roof, as elegant and light as an immortal.
He swung the sword out, then sheathed it at a speed invisible to the human eye, all in one go.
Gas turbulence suddenly erupted above the entire Daoxian Sect, and a loud bang exploded, spreading thousands of miles away.
The disciples of Daoxian Sect no matter which direction they are. They all looked sideways at the highest mountain.
He Moqian stretched out his hand, and the sword shadow quickly flew higher into the sky. It passed over Quling City, almost covering the entire city, and disappeared towards the northwest.
Chen Deng also walked to the window and looked up at He Moqian, with some fascination in his eyes, as if he was remembering himself back then.
He Moqian stood on the roof and looked northwest. His posture was upright, but his clothes were blown everywhere by the gas.
Chen Deng sighed. "Sure enough, he is really the frontline strong man in Xichu today. When I was the strongest back then, I am afraid that he is still far behind."
He Moqian turned his head and clasped his fists. "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
Two people with higher cultivation levels in the Daoxian Sect, one on the roof inside the sect and the other at a fortune-telling stall beside the bustling street of Quling City, both looked up at the sky at the same time.
It's just that one person can see He Moqian with his clothes flying, but the other person can't.
But that didn't stop the shock in their hearts.
Sitting in Pengzhou, the imperial capital, Liu Yanchang, who has been praised by the world as the best in Western Chu for more than ten years, is standing on the roof of the first floor of the martial arts, looking up at the sudden sword energy, not knowing what to think in his heart. But the purple robe is extremely conspicuous.
Everyone also looked up at him and stopped to watch. I don’t understand why the fairy figure who usually has to go to the eighth floor to see him suddenly changed his temper today. That’s all if you don’t leave! But he was still looking at the sky in a daze.
In fact, he is the number one person in Xichu, and everyone is not afraid of wind, heavy rain, thunder or anything like that.
Liu Yanchang couldn't care much, so he just muttered to himself. "This person is probably even stronger than me. Who is he?"
On the top of the back mountain in the fog, an old man and a middle-aged man in his forties suddenly raised their heads in front of the stone, looking at the sudden changes in the sky. There were bursts of thunder, and the thunder and lightning seemed to spread to them. A sword shadow flew through the dark clouds.
The old man said. "This sword is much stronger than ordinary sword immortals and is rare in the world. Now, I am afraid that only Mr. Xi Chu can do it."
The man looked at the old man and smiled. "This move is actually very difficult for me to do. This person is really strong."
On Jiugong Mountain, the woman in green shirt who had just finished breaking the formation was holding a teacup and signaling to the elders in charge. "Master, with this arrangement, aren't you afraid that Jiugong Mountain will have no way out in the future?"
"Jiugong Mountain has had contacts with the Western Chu royal family many years ago. To be honest, our fire thunder in Jiugong Mountain has been provided to the imperial palace in these years, and there is no way out for a long time."
The old man raised his tea cup and took a sip, and was about to say something else.
There was thunder like an explosion in the sky outside.
The woman in green shirt seemed to feel something, and the bell on her waist kept shaking. She put down the tea cup and grabbed the sword on the table. She turned around and rushed out regardless of whether there were any elderly people in the lobby.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he already jumped up.
Half a quarter of an hour later, she arrived at the highest point of Jiugong Mountain and looked up to the southwest.
Several elders with higher cultivation levels in Jiugong Mountain also came up here one after another, and they all looked at the immortal sword that moved the heaven and the earth.
But before the elders could speak, the woman in green shirt had already arrived first. "It's time to put an end to the war in Western Chu."
The elders didn't understand what she meant, but they knew her cultivation level and didn't say anything.
On Langya Pavilion, four masters who had reached the Xuantong realm came one after another, and finally stood on the tall building at the front of Langya Pavilion with one of them, looking forward, the sword energy seemed to cut the entire world.
One of the women said. "There are actually people with this level of cultivation in Xichu. I'm afraid that even if we combined, we wouldn't be able to match them."
"This person's strength is probably in the middle to late stage of the semi-immortal realm. He should be at the same level as Liu Sanren. We really can't beat him."
"Don't think about it. It's such a high level. Considering our stagnant cultivation, it's just beyond our reach."
Located in the northwest corner of the Yunqi Mountains at the junction of the East and Nanmu, a woman carried a brown bear that was several times larger than herself, and threw the brown bear hundreds of meters away with a wave of her hand, climbing over and breaking countless trees along the way. Dead branches, dead when they finally stop.
The woman looked up at the sky and said nothing, but she knew that the vision in the southwest was probably similar to that of that man!
On the border of North Yining City, a man and a woman sitting side by side put down their meat skewers and both turned to look south.
The woman in red said with a smile. "If this sword energy were from someone in the shadows, Xichu might be in danger. However, I guess not."
As she spoke, she handed a bunch of meat to the man in green clothes and continued. "But don't worry, this sword energy is going to the northwest and is not meant to kill us."
The man nodded, lowered his head and ate the meat skewers.
The woman smiled and was about to turn her head away when the man reached out and wiped away the stain on her mouth. "Be more careful next time you eat."
The woman tilted her head and asked. "Does it look good?"
"Um!"
"Zhuo Yun, you shouldn't fall in love with anyone else in this life, right?" The woman smiled with crooked eyebrows.
"Half of my life is worth it now that you are by my side. How can I have the time to be picky? You know, I have always been indifferent to relationships, but you are the only exception."
The woman smiled. "I know, because it's you."
In the northwest, on the battlefield where the two armies faced each other.
At this time, seeing the sudden change in the sky in the south, my breath became anxious.
The battlefield was originally a place where masters gathered. Not to mention the disciples of the sect who rebelled with the Dark King Yang Weining and Jinlan, there were also quite a few strangers who came to seek refuge and seek a future.
There are also many generals with the strength of sword immortals and spear immortals in the Chu army formation, and there are also quite a few masters in the palace.
At this moment, the masters among the soldiers of the two armies jumped to high places one after another, looking like rising and falling dust.
The sky from the south arrived instantly, and the intertwined dark clouds suddenly broke apart. A sword energy had already arrived in front of the shadow army, and crashed down at high speed in the direction of the shadow army.
In the shadow army, a general riding a maroon horse came up with a long spear. He jumped up from the horse and fired a spear at the sword. He moved cleanly and shouted. "Look at the dark night spear of my general, General Shenwei, who is descending from the east."
This person is Han Xun, who is known as the mighty general of the Eastern Descendants, and holds the position of Right Protector in Shadow. His status is second only to the Dark King, and he also has the Zuo Guardian as a military advisor.
Following Han Xun's movements, the spiritual energy behind him suddenly surged, and a huge spear that suddenly formed flew over his head and directly pushed up, colliding with the sword energy that could almost cover the entire army in a strong manner. together.
But the huge spear didn't resist for long before it was scattered and shattered, with debris flying everywhere like an iron bar being crushed.
He danced again with the determination to die.
But just when the sword energy was about to reach his chest, a person suddenly appeared from behind, reached out and grabbed his back collar, dragged him away and threw him out.
Who is this person? Of course, he has to be overpowered by the Zuo Protector whom he truly admires, Huang Zhenggang, who is known as the Eye of the Demon King.
Huang Zhenggang punched forward, hitting the sword energy directly.
At the moment of contact, the sword energy and the spiritual energy gathered on the fist collided. A wall barrier that could cover the entire military camp suddenly appeared on Huang Zhenggang's palm.
But it still cracked like broken ice.
Huang Zhenggang punched again, and the entire wall barrier was slowly repaired.
Huang Zhenggang took action again and smashed the entire sword energy into pieces. The air flow generated by the diffusion of spiritual energy instantly stirred up the entire wall barrier.
"Get out of the way quickly."
However, just as Huang Zhenggang finished speaking, he was already blown over and rolled backwards, rolling to a few hundred meters away before slowly stopping.
When Huang Zhenggang stood up, his previous appearance as a handsome young man had changed into a disheveled look, and his hands were covered with blood that he had sprayed before.
It's not ugly to look like this, but compared to his usual image, it's completely different.
Huang Zhenggang's hands were shaking a little, as if he was exhausted, and he felt vaguely unable to hold his fists.
"This time, Shadow may have to consider his options."
On the Daoxian Sect, He Moqian slowly put away his sword and jumped back into the house again.
He returned the sword to Chen Deng and said. "Actually, this time, it's not all just to see the seniors."
"I knew it when you came, tell me! Let's see if my old bones can help you."
He Moqian took out a small box from his body, pushed it towards Chen Deng along the table. "This thing is extremely important. It is probably tens of millions of times more important than your life or mine. I brought it back from the far north and the North Sea with my life. When I arrived in Western Chu, I heard that the Taoist Immortal Sect, Someone knew King Jingshun from Beili, so he came over. Originally, he just wanted to inquire. Unexpectedly, he was going to the war-torn land in the northwest. Therefore, I can only leave this thing here with my senior. Hope. Senior, please do me a favor. If anyone really knows King Jingshun, please ask him to find that prince and ask him to help me save the people of Li in Western Chu."
Chen Deng's face became heavy, thinking he already knew what was inside.
But he still couldn't help but ask tentatively. "What's inside?
He Moqian nodded. "The junior said this, and the senior must have guessed that inside, it is the deep-sea shark pearl that the junior brought back from the North Sea."
Chen Deng nodded, very seriously. "Don't worry, even if I die, I will take care of this thing."
"With the words of senior, junior can rest assured."
He Moqian bid farewell to Chen Deng and walked outside. Suddenly he stretched outside the door facing the sunset. said. "It is said that there is a Taoist priest in the Taoist Immortal Sect. I want to see him."
"Go, it's on the mountain behind Master Nephew Ling Huai."
He Moqian nodded and flew to where Chen Deng said.
A few quarters of an hour later, he landed on the wall of the yard and looked at the young man sitting under the peach blossom tree and looking at the peach branches.
The tree had obviously withered and seemed to have no signs of rebirth. But he stared up blankly.
If he hadn't known that he was that Taoist, He Moqian would have thought that he had a bad mind and was stupid.
"It's really fun."
He Moqian said.
The young man sitting under the peach blossom tree looked at him and asked with a smile. "Immortal?"
"No?"
"senior?"
"You can call it that."
"I happen to have questions, so I'll ask senior. Does senior have a girl he likes?"
"Back then, on the Bailing River, I saw a man wearing a green shirt. I will never forget it to this day."
"Did you like it?"
"Very happy!"
"But why aren't you with me?"
"I left her behind."
"I see, will we see you again?"
He Moqian thought for a while and replied. "I want to come. It won't be long before we see you again."
"very nice."
The young man turned around and sat facing him and said. "I also have a girl I like. She said she would come to see me when the love blossoms bloom."
He Moqian smiled. If he hadn't known that spiritual energy could revive dead plants, he would have thought that the young man was too poisoned.
"Well! Don't let me down when the time comes."
He said, standing up on the wall.
the young man asked. "Senior, are you leaving?"
"Yeah! I came here specifically to see you, but I've already seen you, so it's time to leave."
"Thank you!" the young man said, turning around and meditating facing the withered peach tree, holding his chin in his hands.
He Moqian stood on the wall, looking at the sunset and murmuring to himself. "Zhao, Qingshan, are you okay?"
He jumped up and floated away like riding on the wind.
A young man in white clothes was walking towards this side, and when he saw this, he bowed and cupped his hands. "Senior, walk slowly."
