The strong wind that belongs to the Demon Realm roared in, gathered into a whirlpool, and blew on the endless horizon, making a terrifying muffled sound similar to a thunderstorm.
Something slowly woke up in the dark and deep cave. Although it was suppressed by the great formation of heaven and earth, just a trace of coercion that was freely emitted was enough to make most practitioners in the cultivation world say. Heart trembles.
Shen Yu's black hair shawl fluttered in the wind, and his black eyes were still emotionless. Mu Huai, who was sleeping like a baby on his right shoulder, was shaking violently, and his whole body subconsciously turned into blue smoke and penetrated into Shen Yu's sleeve.
After a moment, a tall and lonely figure slowly appeared above the huge black hole.
A dark gold robe with strange patterns engraved on it floated in the air, rustling, and he was holding a jar of wine casually in his right hand. His facial features were three-dimensional and perfect, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female, nor could he tell his age. He seemed to be completely detached from the world. .
As soon as he appeared, the two moons were in the same sky at the junction of the boundaries of the Demon Realm, and the light and darkness slowly merged. It was as if the long river of time had stopped, and the entire Demon Realm was silent.
The man raised his head slightly and subconsciously looked at the sky, looking absolutely stunning.
As his line of sight changed, the entire heaven and earth formation started to move on its own. In an instant, the sky and the earth were dim. The golden light in the formation was brilliant, and purple thunder surged above the clouds. It seemed that if the man made any move, he would be... The sky thundered.
The man twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, seemingly smiling, and then withdrew his gaze, but whoever was here could clearly feel a trace of ridicule and disdain in his eyes.
"We haven't seen each other for many years, and this is how you say hello?"
Shen Yu hung one foot on the edge of the cave and stepped on the ground with the other. His whole body leaned back against a large rock, his expression extremely calm, as if he was just chatting with an old friend.
Then the man lowered his head and looked at Shen Yu, his eyes were like a vast ocean with violent waves, murderous intent, anger, unwillingness, everything.
But in the end, all these emotions turned into calm.
"You...why are you still alive?"
The voice was hoarse, obscure, and a little immature, as if it had not spoken for a long time.
Without waiting for Shen Yu's answer, he asked again: "Since you are alive, why... do you dare to come here?"
Shen Yu looked at the sky and murmured: "Three thousand years have passed, and after thinking about it, I only have an old acquaintance like you. I am very boring, and you are very lonely. In this case, why don't you come?"
"rational."
After listening to Shen Yu's words, the man in dark golden robe was silent for a while, then he picked up the wine jar in his right hand and drank it in one gulp. He said calmly: "If those little guys know how to send a few more jars of wine every year, then I won't be bored. Every year I create a little noise just to watch them lively."
The little guy he mentioned should be the one at the top of the Nine Holy Lands.
Logically speaking, this tone contains the momentum of overlooking today's world, which seems extremely arrogant.
But Shen Yu didn't speak, let alone feel anything.
Because to the two of them, the high-ranking practitioners in the Holy Land today are indeed just like children according to their age and seniority.
Of course, there is another most important reason...
Since Taixuan died three thousand years ago, this man has never had a rival in the world.
He is the undisputed number one person in the entire Demon Realm and even in the world.
The four great demon lords are all his subordinates.
The hundreds of thousands of miles of Demon Realm are his territory.
He has many simple and clear titles.
Such as the God of Demon Realm.
or....
Demon Ancestor.
....
Two full moons meet each other in the sky, and there is a white light in the dark sky, like the Milky Way flowing.
Shen Yu said he came to take a look and it was indeed just a look. He sat there quietly and looked up at the stars.
On the other hand, the man next to him seemed to be chattering a bit, and he seemed... indeed a little lonely.
"Interesting, I don't know what method you used to survive. The realm doesn't matter, but this sword intention is really miserable."
He glanced at Shen Yu now, frowned, and said with unspeakable disgust, "In those days, Taixuan didn't talk about his realm. His sword intention alone was enough to transcend the world, and he was misty and free in the world. Look at you now, He has the aura of a Taoist beast, and is filled with the aura of endless firework. It is heavy and cumbersome. How can you still lift a sword like this? Can you beat me in the future?"
Shen Yu said: "My path has reached its peak back then. Now that I have been reborn, I have to find a new path. The more shackles and burdens I have, the stronger the path will be when I remove them in the future."
The man said: "The idea is in line with your temperament, but you dare to come to my place at your current level. Are you really not afraid of death? With my order, you will be dead here."
"I thought you were bored after watching the starry sky for three thousand years, so I wanted to come and take a look."
Shen Yu said calmly: "If you don't want to talk to me anymore, then spread the word out of the formation at a cost, but of course I have a way to leave."
The man smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will do it myself?"
Shen Yu shook his head and said: "You are just as good as me now, and you may not be able to kill me."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, should we just... that... a tiger falls flat and is bullied by a dog?" The man suddenly sighed with emotion.
Shen Yu still shook his head and said, "I told you before, don't use idioms randomly."
The man's eyebrows were lowered, as if he was thinking about it. After a moment, he smiled freely and said: "Forget it, if you didn't die in my hands, it would be quite boring. Tell me, why are you here this time?"
"Sword practice."
Shen Yu looked at the astonished expression of the man and explained: "For some reasons, I abolished the origin of my sword, and also abandoned my previous sword, so since I want to practice swordsmanship again, I naturally need the strongest sword stake. .”
The man in black robe thought for a long time, and his expression was indescribably weird, "Do you know that if a little monk in the Ascension Realm calls me to be a sword stake, the whole world in the Demon Realm will laugh to death if he says it."
Shen Yu stood up slowly, shook his head and said, "So what, after all, apart from me, you are the only one in the entire spiritual wasteland who knows the secrets of swordsmanship best."
Hearing this, the dark golden man suddenly had deep eyes and said indifferently: "So you are willing to give up your own life to suppress me for thousands of years, even if you don't want to ascend the road?"
Shen Yu smiled and said, "You know, that's not the case."
The two fell silent at the same time.
The man in black robe put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes slightly.
Shen Yu spent half of his time standing on the boulder, looking up at the stars, and was also not in a hurry to speak.
Two of the strongest men in the world stood together in silence.
The conversation between the two of them today seemed to others like old friends reunited after a long separation, but only the two of them knew that this was not the case.
If we talk about the two people's own affairs, it can be regarded as a story.
Then it is an extremely old-fashioned and interesting story.
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