Keng!
Clang!
When I woke up, there was a storm outside the window. The wind swept the broken wooden door, swept the paper-painted windows, and the water droplets on the eaves, pat! Snap! When it fell to the ground, its sound seemed to be drowned out.
The already bright sky was now once again covered with a layer of darkness, ink-colored clouds covering the entire sky. Only the occasional thunderbolt would illuminate the entire sky in an instant. That crazy thunderbolt, The rapid rain and the violent hurricane all interpret the beauty of nature.
But those phoenix flowers outside the window bloomed in the rain. They were born here stubbornly, and no one could stop the arrogance in their bones.
He stood quietly in the rain, his green shirt already soaked through.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, and that scene was deeply embedded in his heart. The bronze coffin was held in mid-air by several thick chains.
What was shocking was that the thunderbolt actually erupted from the copper coffin.
Thunderbolts climbed up the sky with claws and teeth, twisting and wrapping around the bronze coffin, like green dragons, dazzling...
The air is solidifying, and it is a piece of cold water that has turned into dazzling ice edges, ha! A breath of heat cannot melt them.
Um! In the air, the stinging pupils and the gasping mouth have become like this without knowing when. The time in my memory is the end of August, but at this time, it seems to have entered the cold winter. moon......
The falling rain rustled on the cemetery, the endless wilderness, and the mountains like a blade.
He looked up at the sky quietly, "Old man, where have you been?"
In the bitter time, always look for some pure sweetness, put it in your mouth and lick it gently, otherwise the world will be boring and unbearable.
He looked up at the corona above his head, sighed softly, and sneered: "So, you have always been with me..."
After the laughter, there was a feeling of confusion, like a tunnel with no light, deep and cold...
Surrounded by a phoenix flower, the petals were flying in the wind. I don’t know when, the ground was covered with small pale pink petals. When a gust of wind blew, the small pale pink petals would rise with the wind. A sea of flowers.
The wind and rain carrying sorrow, as the sun soaks into the alley of the West Pavilion, sinks to the end of the dark time, until the time becomes more and more distant, turning into a point, silent at the end of the night.
The phoenix flower blooms and falls. It is the life here. It is quietly listening to the footsteps of the years. It is the voice of the years that nourishes the roots of this phoenix flower.
Feeling a little lonely, he walked in the strange cemetery, stretched out his fingers, and gently touched the vague inscription. At this time, his mind was stunned, and he looked at the stone tablet in disbelief. , the light flowed out from the tomb like water. He looked at this scene with a look of astonishment, and his fingertips were actually a little numb, "This..."
He was speechless and just stood there quietly, unable to say a word for a long time.
Until the dazzling light gradually dissipated, he clenched the black iron scimitar in his hand, unable to suppress the shock in his heart.
At this moment, could the man standing in front of him be the man who walked out of the stone monument?
The man's bronzed chest was exposed, and there were several scars on his chest, all of which were terrifying scars. But he didn't know who gave these scars, and he could feel the power flowing around him, that kind of amazing scars. The power of Zheng is so powerful and terrifying.
How long have you been sleeping...
When the sun reappears, everything has changed. So what is the meaning of resurrection? Looking at the lonely phoenix flower, slowly drifting away in the wind, gently wiping the tears from my face, I felt peace and pain in my heart...
"Who...are you!" The voice was unclear and hoarse, but Yu Zun still captured the meaning behind his words.
"I'm from a different world!" Yu Zun said with a smile.
"What...another world...let me think about it." The man closed his pupils and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Yu Zun looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "Senior, is this your destiny?"
"But I don't know where Xiaojie and grandpa went..." He sighed sadly.
After an unknown amount of time, he sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly adjusting his slightly disordered breath. In this ancient world, the breath was manic and uncontrollable.
It's hard to know what will happen next.
When the man's pupils opened, he didn't know how much time had passed. He could only feel that the sky above his head was still dark, and the bronze coffin was still frozen in mid-air. It seemed that it had never moved.
"My name is Jing!" the man said to Yu Zun.
"Beijing?" Yu Zun said.
"Yeah! It's Jing. It's probably a very ancient writing style!" Jing said with a smile.
"You are not my enemy?" Yu Zun said in a daze.
Jing laughed loudly and said: "Since you summoned me from the ancient tomb, how can I be your enemy?"
Yu Zun nodded slightly, but he never let down his guard. He looked at the man named Jing. He was probably a man with a temperament as strong as copper! Ancient, stubborn, but thoughtful.
Um! Anyway, that’s it!
There was a kind of confusion in Jing's pupils. His body was floating quietly in the air. When he glimpsed the huge cemetery, he frowned, "Are these tombs all like me?"
The light fragrance flows into the nostrils, and the blooming phoenix flowers quietly sprinkle the fragrance on this ancient world, and this world seems to be quietly waking up.
I don’t know who sang: “Phoenix flower! Phoenix flower!
The phoenix flower that makes me dream!
Where should I go to find you?
Those lost years?
Where should I go to find you?
A long-gone lover from a past life?
Phoenix flower! Phoenix Flower!
Do you know how much I miss you, how much I miss you back then!
Phoenix flower!
Phoenix flower...as stubborn as you...as indifferent as you..."
This beautiful melody is like a piece of hot iron, rolling in the silent time.
Did you hear it?
I heard it!
What did you hear?
I heard missing...
Yu Zun sighed softly. He looked at the man beside him and sighed softly...
It's just tears! It's bitter and astringent. When you lick it into your mouth, the bitterness is indescribable.
"Is it you?" Jing gasped softly.
But in the empty world, it seemed that except for Jing's breathing, there was nothing.
"Is that you?" When that cry tore through the silent night sky, there were night falcons hovering overhead. At that moment, they no longer flapped their wings, but just lowered their heads, overlooking this passionate person. man.
Finally, he lowered his head, picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and threw it gently into the distance, "I know, I knew a long time ago that all this is false, you would have been dead a long time ago! You would have... .....should be dead..."
Yu Zun stood beside Jing, but he didn't know what to say, blessing? It seemed a bit ridiculous, but he couldn't do anything. At this moment, he was very powerless. The feeling of powerlessness was like a rope that tied his heart tightly until it stopped beating.
Yu Zun said: "Is it her?"
"Yes! It's her!" Jing lowered his arms feebly, and the sad look on his face was clearly revealed in Yu Zun's eyes.
"She will come back!" Yu Zun didn't know how to comfort this desperate man. At that moment, in Jing's eyes, Yu Zun understood himself.
"No! She won't come back!" Perhaps, the glory that time has given to men is no longer there, and what is painful is just the emotion in the heart. When it flows out, it becomes a sea of bitterness. When you immerse yourself in it, you will feel the despair at that moment. , but in that kind of despair, there is always a kind of happy substance flashing through, although it is only vaguely visible...
"Hi! Everything is possible! I understand, I really do!" Although the smile on his face was no longer there, Yu Zun's eyes could read a touch in the man's heart.
Jing nodded gently and said: "I seem to understand the meaning of my resurrection. Maybe God just made me wait for someone worth waiting for!"
"Oh? Who is that person? Can you tell me?" Yu Zun looked at Jing with a smile and said.
Jing stretched out his finger, gently poked Yu Zun's chest, and said, "It's you..."
"It's hard for you! Jing!"
When he saw the forced smile on Jing's face, Yu Zun said this in his heart.
"So, where are we going?" Yu Zun said.
Jing pointed to the giant bronze coffin on the dome and said, "You must have heard about it a long time ago!"
Although I have guessed the answer, there is still an inexplicable heat in my heart. This heat is difficult to get rid of, and it becomes a passion in my heart.
That kind of passion like waves sweeps across your face at will. That wanton and warm substance is the blood in your heart, the sweat on your forehead, and the happiness and joy clenched in your hands.
At this time, Yu Zun just lowered his head and panted gently. At this moment, the unspeakable passion in life washed away the paleness and coldness of a certain moment.
As for Jing, who was standing next to him, the sadness on his face had dissipated.
He looked at the young man beside him quietly. There was a pair of pupils on the young man's immature face, which was what made him different from ordinary people.
There is the deep-rooted and cruelty that time has given him. In his eyes, why can one read a kind of vicissitudes of life? What exactly has he experienced...
In the darkness, two pairs of pupils flickered quietly under the night cover, looking at each other, with an indescribable emotion in their hearts.
The clothes on Jing's body were in tatters. Yu Zun took out a piece of clothing from the storage space and threw it to Jing, saying: "Jing, where are you from? Is it the past or the future?"
Jing's heart froze, past? Or the future?
There was uncontrollable surprise in his pure eyes. At this moment, he didn't know how to answer this young man. Maybe, he didn't know the answer either!
So, Yu Zun ignored him again. Yu Zun's body fell quietly in front of the huge phoenix trees. He looked up at the giant trees quietly. He seemed to have discovered something... ...
The phoenix flower fell quietly to the ground. He picked up a phoenix petal from the ground and looked at it carefully. He looked at the pale petals with a look of astonishment and said quietly: "That's it!"
The petals whirled rapidly in the wind, and then fell in front of the tombs. Yu Zun picked up the broom not far from him and gently swept the phoenix petals. Then those petals became buds on the phoenix tree again. Petals waiting to be released.
One piece...two pieces...three or four pieces...
Such a lonely time seemed not to be called time. He understood the bitterness of the tombkeeper. Time was just flowing silently, maybe to the future, or maybe to the past.
In short, clusters of time fragments are clearly imprinted on the phoenix petals.
Words written as clearly as ink, ancient annals, clues to the future...
Jing twisted a petal and watched quietly. He frowned and said quietly: "I am not from the future!"
Yu Zun said: "Actually, I already knew it!"
Jingdao: "Then why do you still ask me?"
Yu Zun smiled and said, "Because I'm not sure!"
Jing nodded slightly and said, "Do you want to find that unknown person?"
Yu Zun said: "Maybe it has already appeared..."
"Oh? He is..." Jing said with a look of shock.
Yu Zun laughed loudly and thought to himself: "It's probably him!"
The sharp light in his pupils was like a sharp knife. The knife gently cut across the sky, leaving a trace in the center of the sky.
The old man standing on the bronze coffin quietly looked down at the ground beneath his feet, while beside him stood a defiant young man.
The old man smiled and said: "You are smarter than I thought. As expected of you... As expected of you... The ancient king..."
When the smile on his face condensed into a piece of cold frost, the chill on his face became more and more serious.
The old man looked at Jing and Yu Zun with a serious look. The darkness could not hide the phoenix flower. The crystal phoenix flower was exuding a faint brilliance. As soon as the breeze passed, the phoenix flower flew into the sky, and then swayed quietly in the distance. go......
The petals of the phoenix were scattered all over the ground. Yu Zun gently swept the petals on the ground. At some point, there was a bamboo hat on his head.
Jing, on the other hand, stood aside, holding flowers and smiling. You could see the bright light in his pupils, like fireflies in a ghost field, flickering quietly.
"I don't know your name yet!" Jing said.
"Yu Zun! I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname." He said simply.
Jing smiled and said: "It turns out to be Brother Yu! In my life, I once had an old friend named Yu, but he has gone far away, or in other words, gone to a world that is beyond our reach!"
Yu Zun nodded gently and said: "There are too many unprovoked things in the world, and there are too many strange and weird things in the world. This world is infinitely big and small, so there is no need to make a fuss!"
Jing smiled and said, "Can you feel the aura of decay in me?"
Yu Zundao: "It can be said that the two of us meet by chance or by necessity! I can't see through the aura on your body, and I don't want to get entangled in your identity!"
Jing looked at the sky and said quietly: "In my whole life, I have never met many people as open-minded as you..."
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said, "But you still met me, didn't you?"
"People with old loves will return after a long absence. When they return, the world will be gray and the years will be full of vicissitudes..." Jing sighed softly. When he peeked at the young man again, he saw that the young man was disappointed. His pupils, the divine light inside, were so weak.
"Let's go!" Jing said.
Yu Zun nodded gently and said, "It's time to go!"
The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, but who am I waiting for?
There is a kind of sadness in Jing's eyes that is difficult to understand, and he is probably an affectionate person.
From the moment your toes lift off the ground, you have nothing to fear even if a storm approaches.
Face everything with pride, like a night falcon, darting through the clouds and never returning...
When the thunderbolts, accompanied by the rain, hit in front of my eyes, the divine light in my pupils became more and more dazzling and clearer.
"Let's go, that indelible past! It seems that I have never missed it, and it always seems to be looking back. Where is it? In this desolate world, where is the destination? Is it to wake up after a night of hangover, or to say goodbye after a long separation? Sangzhu?"
At this moment, there was a hint of coldness in the hearts of both of them, flowing out from their pupils, and then they returned to the vast world in their hearts, and then they were never seen again.
When he saw the old man again, he was holding a bamboo pole in his hand. It was obvious that he was much older. Time meant too much in his life. It was a past that could not be remembered and a future that was unattainable. Perhaps , at a certain moment, he will sigh: "My life is short!"
But there was no trace of sadness on his face. Instead, there was a bright smile on his face, saying: "My child! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Yu Zun looked at the old man in astonishment and said quietly: "Do you know my details?"
The old man laughed loudly and said: "With a guide, even in a dark tunnel, you will still find the light of dawn!"
At this time, a young man appeared next to him. Xiaojie stood quietly beside the old man, with a strange smile on his face and said: "Brother Yu, long time no see!"
Yu Zun gently touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "You are the person from the future!"
Xiaojie shrugged and said, "I didn't expect you to be so stupid! My brother Yu!"
Yu Zun smiled and shook his head, saying: "If I kill you beforehand, can I still come to this world?"
Xiaojie's mind froze, and his face gradually gained a stern look, saying, "Are you using me?"
Yu Zun laughed loudly and said: "Don't say it so harshly! What is taking advantage of?"
A fire lit up in Xiaojie's pupils, and his silver teeth were bitten loudly. He pointed at Yu Zun and said, "I want you to die badly..."
But at this time, Jing appeared in front of Yu Zun and said with a smile: "You little bastard, if you have the guts, just repeat it again!"
That surging aura, that old aura, that withered aura, came overwhelmingly. This scene frightened Yu Zun, while Xiaojie opposite had a look of fear on his face.
Yu Zun smiled and said: "Jing! Don't worry, I will kill him!"
"You don't need me?" Jing said.
"That's right! I don't need you!" Yu Zun said with the same smile on his face.
At this time, Xiaojie's body trembled slightly and said: "Yu Zun, don't make yourself look bad!"
"Do you want to die? Do you really want to die?" That smile appeared on Yu Zun's face, and it seemed more like a kind of sarcasm, a sharp-edged sarcasm.
But Xiaojie's face had two capital letters of shame written on it.
At this time, the skinny old man gently patted Xiaojie's shoulder and said quietly: "Calm down, remember to be calm, kid!"
Yu Zun smiled and said: "Old man! What is hidden in that copper coffin?"
The old man laughed loudly and said: "Why are you asking me? If you want to know, you should ask yourself!"
Yu Zun smiled and said: "That's right!"
At that moment, the breath between heaven and earth seemed to be frozen in an instant. When I looked up at the corona, the pointer on the corona no longer moved.
It is hard to believe whether the corona controls time or time controls the corona.
In short, he remembered what Xiaojie said before, "You are the tamperer of history."
Although Xiaojie at this moment was no longer what he had seen before, deep down in his heart, he gradually felt that maybe Xiaojie at this moment had been poisoned by someone else!
When he disappeared into the night sky, a cold wind blew across the old man's face. The old man waved his palm and patted it gently. In the darkness, Yu Zun's body fell rapidly from the sky and was embedded in a piece of gravel. In the pile.
A line of fresh blood flowed from the corner of his lips. He wiped it gently, but there was still a smile on his face.
"Not bad! Old man!" Yu Zun said.
"I don't know if you can catch the next move!" He scratched his forehead with a silly smile on his face, but only those who are familiar with him know how big a crisis is hidden in that smile. .....
"Aotian!" It's a move that I haven't used for a long time, but during this period, the power grew into a big tree in silence, an indescribable tree, lush and lush!
With a proud sound, the world trembled, and those dark shadows danced with the wind. When the shadow condensed into a fist, in the silent night, a beam of light instantly lit up half of the sky.
This move of Aotian was caused by the smelting of demonic energy. It is no longer the Aotian in the early days. At that time, Aotian could only summon people from the demon world. Those disciples and grandchildren of the demon world would naturally fight for him. From life to death, Aotian here has smelted the power of the demon world into his own power, and the majesty in it is hard to look down upon.
When the fist, like a star, fell down, the old man stretched out his fists to resist the falling light. The old man's beard and hair fluttered with the wind. At this moment, his body seemed to have endless power. It only took a moment. Finally, his gray beard was stained with blood.
And Yu Zun's body fell to the ground again. The old man's fists were extremely terrifying. That blow hit Yu Zun's chest, leaving a huge hole with fresh blood flowing in it.
Then, the body fell into a mountain range, and the huge explosion sound echoed in the ears and never dissipated for a long time.
The old man stood on the bank of the sky, overlooking the world beneath his feet. A rare look of solemnity appeared on his face.
He leaned on the bamboo pole in his hand, and from that moment on, an old man was missing from the sky, and a young man wearing a black robe was added to the sky.
The young man's sharp pupils were like stone carvings, revealing a rare sparkle in his blunt eyes.
But Jing suddenly realized that the young man was transformed into the old man. This scene was really weird...
Could it be that he has mastered the way of time?
Although there are some old monsters, is there a way to rejuvenate during pregnancy? But the old man at this moment seems to be integrated with time, unlike those simple rejuvenation techniques.
The old man had truly transformed into his peak state, and this scene was accompanied by the sun's corona above Yu Zun's head, rapidly retreating backwards, and he suddenly appeared in this state.
The huge wound was flowing with patches of bright red blood. The fishy smell touched Yu Zun's breath. He gently pushed away the boulder covering his body. At this moment, his whole body was sore and numb, and his chest was numb. But it was a sharp pain.
He rubbed his pupils, pushed away the last boulder, then looked towards the sky, and said quietly: "I underestimated you!"
He didn't care, the huge hole in his chest still stood proudly in the long wind, and the torn robes on his body were fluttering crazily in the wind. It seemed that he didn't care whether it was life or death. In short, the battle had reached this point, and he didn't care. There aren’t too many of them!
"Isn't that enough?" He rubbed his wrist, flicked his legs, and jumped up to the sky again. The knife in his hand whirled around him crazily until there was a barrier around him.
The young man in black robe looked at Yu Zun with a smile and said: "Your life is harder than a cockroach!"
He smiled indifferently and said, "Are you praising me or insulting me?"
Then, this sound was like a stream in a deep stream, rushing by my ears. When I heard it again, it was no longer this sound.
When the huge fist appeared above the young man's head, he looked at Yu Zun in astonishment, "Who passed this physical skill... this... to him... ...who is it......"
Until, a ball of black blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, and his body gradually fell.
Touching the bottom of the valley, there was a sound of the mountain collapsing.
At this time, Jing's body stood vaguely in the chaotic darkness, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, who did you learn your martial arts from?"
Yu Zun gently touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "It's hard to tell the secret!"
Jing nodded gently and thought to himself: "If I fight with him, I will definitely end up worse than that old man!"
Of course, this was just his humble statement, but the surging aura around him made Xiaojie standing aside feel very afraid.
Yu Zun danced the full moon scimitar in his hand, pointed at the young man in black robe on the ground, and said: "Do you want to continue?"
Unexpectedly, the old man standing in the ruins stood in front of him intact. Although there was a trace of blood on his chest, he did not have any fear for his life.
"Is this the power of ancient times?" Yu Zun murmured in a low voice.
"This kind of power is really terrifying!" Xiaojie's voice appeared strangely in his ears. When he saw that there was no light in Xiaojie's dark pupils, his face was cold. smile.
