The world is so big and boundless that at least most low-level warriors don't know where the end of the sky is and what the end of martial arts looks like.
But many warriors know the battle that took place in the Holy City, one of the seventy-two stone cities. That battle was terrifying. A holy mountain that had existed for countless years was shattered, and a huge city stretched for hundreds of miles and cost countless manpower and material resources to build. Completely shattered into ruins.
The strange thing is that no one remembers who the two sides in that battle were. Only the deeds of one named Xin Zhuo are famous all over the world——
Defeat Tamo who is the best in Hunyuanxu with one move, the Tao-level breakthrough form that is the best in the world, the nine-color Qi that is comparable to the legendary true warrior, the sword skill that is like in the sky, the "magic skill" that can summon ancient tribes to obey orders, The "stealing source" technique and so on are all at a level that is impossible for a warrior in the same realm to achieve.
In the beginning, he was an abandoned disciple of Daluo and a benchmark for measuring warriors in the same realm. Since the Battle of the Holy City, he has become a mysterious and legendary person.
It's a pity that it is said that he has entered the fifth decline of heaven and human beings, and he is still a rogue cultivator who is being hunted.
The reason why I say "it's a pity" is because it is basically difficult for a loose cultivator to survive the fifth decline of the warrior. Even if he survives, it may take hundreds of years. It will be difficult to use force with others in the middle. Once the foundation is injured, the injury will be aggravated. The heaven and the earth are failing, and he has no backing or elders to look after him, which is enough to kill him!
However, half a year later, Xin Zhuo was forgotten by people because something bigger happened——
The Thirteen Saints of "Zhongyuan Tianque" were defeated!
This news shocked countless forces and warriors, and people were in panic all day long.
Immediately, the ten holy places, the ten caves, and the thirty-six super sects within a radius of five hundred thousand miles joined forces to attack for the second time.
Half a year later, defeated again!
It is said that there were numerous casualties among the disciples at Gaozong Gate and the Holy Land Dongtian.
But at this critical moment, all the races recorded in the classics thousands and thousands of years ago gradually came into being.
It seems like the world is about to collapse, and bloody battles and melees can be seen everywhere.
Another half year later, when the major holy places were struggling, an old man came down from a mountain somewhere. This man was like a man from heaven. With a roll of sheepskin, he sealed the terrifying Zhongyuan Heavenly Palace that countless masters had been fighting for for more than a year.
The world in all directions gradually became calm.
The man named Xin Zhuo was once again being searched for by Daluo, Dayan, Zijin, Huangquan, Kujian, Baixiao Tower and even Bei Mingfu, the Chu family descended from the ancient queen of Beihai, the Wuhuang family of Dayuan in the east, and countless super sects all over the world.
All the masters of the Five Deceivers of Heaven, Humanity and Yuanji were dispatched, spreading to all directions.
Only this time, there was no explicit mention of the hunt!
It is very difficult to understand what the purpose is, but some people speculate that because they took a fancy to Xin Zhuo's terrifying talent and potential, each family decided to put aside their previous grudges and take him into their sect.
But more people believe that by colluding with the ancient clan, the world will not be able to tolerate him. No matter how powerful he is and how talented he is, after all, he is just a degenerate man. In the past two hundred years, he will not make any difference or take advantage of it. value.
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In the Mid-Autumn Festival, it rained, and it was slightly cold. In the rain, more of the withered yellow leaves of the mountain forests fell, and the endless plains became desolate.
There were very few people walking on the official road. A middle-aged man with ragged clothes, dark skin, weathered face, and a foul smell all over his body without any martial arts cultivation was holding a crutch made of tree branches in his hand and leading a small yellow-haired native dog along. OK.
He seemed aimless, at least there was no gleam of expectation in his eyes, just plain, as light as cold water.
"All sentient beings mistakenly see birth and death in non-life, so it is said that they reincarnate in life and death, and do not enter reincarnation..."
"If all living beings want to escape from birth and death and avoid reincarnation, they must first cut off greed and eliminate love and thirst..."
"Life is just a passer-by, why bother to be persistent..."
He muttered, walked for a long time, and sighed. There was more dirt on his body, and there were a few silver strands in his slightly messy long hair.
The little native dog shaking his head behind him looked up at him and squatted down in a dry place under a big tree on the roadside.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the sky, walked over, and sat cross-legged on the roots of the tree.
Over the past year or so, he has traveled at least 100,000 miles and passed through more than 30 countries. He doesn't know where he is ahead, and he doesn't know which direction it is from southeast to northwest.
He has only one purpose, to break through the Five Declines of Heaven and Man as soon as possible!
At the beginning, many people told him that the five declines of heaven and man were suffering. He didn't know how much suffering it was until he experienced it himself.
This is not suffering, but a personal experience of the fear of death, a feeling of weakness and old age when the body is rejected by heaven and earth.
The failure of heaven and earth means that heaven and earth exclude all people who have reached a certain level of strength. This is both a punishment and a way to comply with the rules of heaven and earth.
If you are a disciple of a major sect or a member of the Holy Land Dongtian Clan, you can still survive by relying on countless treasures of heaven and earth and the training of masters, such as Xue Ji and the others.
He is not good at it. Not only is he not good at it, the true meaning of practice in [Buddha's Head Nirvana Sutra] is actually to conform to the nature of heaven and earth, starting from the constant life, old age, illness and death of the heaven and earth, to achieve the unity of heaven and man, to forget self and "inferiority", and to reach the other shore, Nirvana and rebirth.
The disadvantage is that he must lose the youthful appearance he has deliberately maintained through hard training over the years and return to the appearance he should have at his normal age. How old is he this year?
In real terms, at the age of thirty-nine, one will naturally look like a thirty-nine-year-old, and because of the depletion of heaven and earth, his appearance will become even older.
This process will continue until he has completely gone through the "five declines of heaven and man" and is reborn in Nirvana. During the intervening period, he will peel off the silk and cocoon, all the paralysis will be gone, he will regain his vitality, understand heaven and man, understand the truth, survive life and death, and gain great fortune.
The advantage is that it can greatly shorten the time of depletion. There is no need to sit in the barrier of life and death. There is no need to run around to understand life and death, and take chances everywhere. As long as you do not fight for your life with others, with the exquisiteness of Buddhism, you will never be in danger of death.
At this moment, there are as many ancient Qi and Wu Yun stones in the "Moon Watching Bag" as there are mountains, and they are inexhaustible.
Everything doesn't seem too bad.
I just have no purpose, I don’t know where to go, I feel lonely in my heart, I have never been lonely in these years.
It seemed that all the warriors and old friends in the world were far away from him.
"Susu..."
The drizzle continued, and Xiao Huang was soaked. He rested his chin on his feet and took a nap.
The only one who accompanies him is Xiao Huang. The golden bones of this little native dog are gone. It seems that it has been trained into his body. He can switch between dog body and human form at will. But most of the time, he still likes to be a dog, at least he can. You can defecate anywhere without wiping your buttocks.
"Crunch..."
A donkey cart passed by, driven by a couple in their thirties, pulling loads of goods. Because of the rain, it was covered with an oilcloth and it was hard to see what it was, but there was a weird little boy peeking out from under the oilcloth. The boy's head looked at Xin Zhuo and the puppy with a pair of bright eyes. He blinked and said, "Abba, there is an uncle over there. He is so pitiful. His clothes are all torn!"
The couple looked over in surprise, then turned back and yelled: "Agou, don't talk nonsense."
The world is not peaceful. It is said that the imperial court is at war. The county next door was first attacked by rebels, and then banditry broke out. In an age where people cannibalize people, it is difficult for anyone to survive, so how can they control others?
"Oh." The little boy was a little disappointed, lying on the donkey cart sadly, looking at Xiao Huang.
The donkey cart quickly went away.
Xin Zhuo rested for a while, then stood up with a cane and walked along the wheel mark with Xiao Huang.
Until dawn the next day, we arrived at a town. The town was not big, with only one street. Most of the houses were old buildings from decades ago. The folk customs in the town were simple. At least the young people who got up early to work respected the old people, and the old people also respected the old people. Sitting together and chatting, with a smile on the face, no worldly contention, no utilitarianism.
Xin Zhuo stood on the street for a while and met many looks. Although he was curious, there was kindness in his expression.
Having traveled a hundred thousand miles, he suddenly didn't want to leave.
(End of chapter)
