The sun sets over the west mountain and it's evening.
Smoke was rising from the villages in Beiliangyu again, but at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, the elder and the younger of a family were sitting in the yard, watching the children outside chasing an earth dragon and playing.
Seeing that the time was almost up, the middle-aged man in plain robes waved his hand, and the earth dragon chased by the children flew high into the air, exploded into a cloud of dust, and dispersed with the wind.
The middle-aged man stood up with his hands behind his back. He walked to the fence, put on a strict teacher's look and shouted to the little ones: "I have listened to the story today and had enough fun. Come home with your heart." Bar!"
Needless to say, as soon as this man opened his mouth, the children who were still crying when they saw the earth dragon disappeared immediately stopped. After bowing respectfully to the middle-aged man one by one, they ran towards the village.
The middle-aged man who was standing there watched them leave, then took off Master Yan's mask, shook his head and returned to the stone table with a smile.
"Humans, only the few decades of childhood are the most carefree and happy." The sloppy drunkard on the side, no, it should be said, Xie Changfeng said with emotion.
The middle-aged man glanced at the young man at the table with a half-smile. He picked up the teapot and added some tea to Xie Changfeng, and said, "Young hero must be young, why are you sighing like this?"
"Hey, how can you live comfortably when you have so many worries?" Xie Changfeng rolled his eyes and crossed his legs.
The middle-aged man sat back in his seat. He looked at the setting sun behind the mountain and said calmly: "It is not a good idea to drink to drown your sorrows all day long."
Xie Changfeng nodded in agreement. He raised the cup to his mouth, watched the tea leaves sink into the cup, and said, "Then why is sir hiding in a remote place like Beiliangyu?"
After saying this, Xie Changfeng did not look at the reaction of the middle-aged man on the side. He took a sip of the warm tea, sighed "good tea", and then turned his gaze to the half-round sunset behind Qifeng Mountain.
"Why did you say this, young hero?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.
"Yu Feng, Condensation, sir, I guess what you are using is the 'Five Spirit Techniques'. In today's world, where the world respects martial arts and seeks immortality, there are very few people who have mastered this kind of magic. Furthermore, even if you learn it, how many people will be poor?" Ji can only barely master one kind of spiritual element in his whole life, but sir, he has just used two kinds. If he is not talented enough to be close to a demon, he may not be able to reach such a high level."
Without giving the middle-aged man a chance to answer, Xie Changfeng continued: "Although it is just a trick played by children, a person like Mr. can be formed in an instant, even the scales and armor are vividly carved..."
"If you go through the world several times, it's hard to exceed the number of two palms..."
After Xie Changfeng finished speaking, he put down the cup in his hand, then stood up and stretched with a proud look on his face, looked down at the smiling middle-aged man beside him, and said: "Such a person is huddled in this far north. , either hide from enemies, or hide from the world."
The middle-aged man nodded approvingly, and turned to look. Although this young man looked sloppy and smelled of alcohol, his eyes were exceptionally clear in the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was still a faint feeling of arrogance all over his body. Haoran is upright.
Filling up the tea for him again, the middle-aged man motioned for him to take a seat and said, "I misunderstood you young hero. I thought you were telling this story deliberately to scare these children. It seems that you are just too upright. .”
Xie Changfeng scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed, "Sir, are you praising me?"
"No, I mean you're stupid."
"..."
Speechless! Urgent fire attacks the heart!
Xie Changfeng beat the middle-aged man in his heart. If he couldn't beat him, he would have wanted to go over and slap him twice. Who is this! Just scold someone for not having a mother! Still beating around the bush!
"Bastard! Scum! Shameless!"
After secretly cursing in his heart, Xie Changfeng asked with trembling lips: "May I ask, sir, why are the children afraid of the dragon I described?"
"Is this why you came to see me?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised.
Xie Changfeng nodded with embarrassment. He stared directly at the middle-aged man, waiting for his answer.
At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was very interesting. He did not expect that besides the wild boy on the mountain, there would be other young people who were so interested in him.
He stroked his beard unhurriedly and said, "It's okay to tell you. Tell me what you haven't finished before."
"..."
"Your uncle..." Xie Changfeng blurted out, but thanks to his low voice, the middle-aged man pretended not to hear.
Taking a deep breath, Xie Changfeng felt that he had been fooled. He thought he was an outsider, but he didn't expect him to be such a thing. But there is no way, who knows that 80% of the time I can't beat him.
"later......"
After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Xie Changfeng looked at the setting sun behind the mountain again, with a bit of memories appearing in his eyes. In his mind, a memory was slowly reappearing.
...
In the midst of the divine descent, Feng Buchen stared at the black ball in his hand for a long time. He didn't look away until someone outside called him.
"Feng Buchen! What on earth are you going to do?" The old man headed by the Immortal Sect shouted.
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Feng Buchen's lips. He took a step forward and appeared outside the Divine Land in an instant, standing in front of the old man from the Immortal Sect.
"I said I wanted to release all the black mist sent by God, do you believe it or not?" As he said that, Feng Buchen raised his right hand and squeezed the black ball hard in front of everyone.
His words sounded like a joke, but everyone in the Immortal Sect took it seriously. They all looked on guard, and some even held weapons in their hands.
Seeing that nearly a hundred people were on guard against him, Feng Buchen laughed and said: "It seems that the majesty of this 'madman' like me is still the same as before. It is also thanks to your immortal sect that the legends have been added to the legend for hundreds of years. My 'scenery past'."
"You...you are talking nonsense, how can you slander the Immortal Sect at will?" the old man said with a livid face.
Feng Buchen didn't argue with them. After a sneer, he raised the long sword behind him and pointed at the mountain in the distance.
I saw dozens of small black dots slowly rising into the sky from the mountains and floating towards them.
"What do you want to do again? The movement of the gods today has been big enough. Do you have to watch the world fall into chaos again before you give up?" Another Xianmen sect leader scolded, but when Feng Buchen glanced at Come, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into an endless abyss, and it was difficult to even breathe. It was not until the old man stood in front of him that he felt better.
The whole place fell into deathly silence, and they could only watch the black spots gradually approaching.
Closer, closer!
It wasn't until those small black dots floated out from the gap below that everyone could see these things clearly.
These are all coffins!
"There are a total of fifty-two coffins here. You can take them back." Feng Buchen said.
"What do you mean?" the old man from the Immortal Sect asked with a frown.
"Six hundred years ago, the God-descending gap first appeared, and you sent it in but did not get out..."
Before Feng Buchen finished speaking, a young boy suddenly appeared from behind him with a sword and shouted: "Evil thief, today I will avenge these seniors!"
"They're all included." After Feng Buchen said the rest of his words, he casually turned sideways to avoid the stabbing sword. He also raised his foot and kicked the kid directly on the butt, kicking him back into the crowd. among.
"Next time you want to make a sneak attack, remember not to say harsh words in advance."
After the farce was over, Feng Buchen looked at the white-haired old man and asked: "What a chivalrous and courageous immortal sect with everlasting righteousness, even a sneak attack is used."
"He...he wanted to kill you quickly and do harm to the world. I didn't expect you to be so crazy and kill so many brave people in the immortal sect. Isn't Zhang Ning your best friend? You You actually want to drive him crazy?"
Feng Buchen was not angry at first, but this old man wanted to mention Zhang Ning's name. He was like a dragon whose scales were touched, and his anger came from his heart!
He stared at the old man with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "If you want to live for two more years, then shut your bad mouth. Their death has nothing to do with me."
"Sending these people to the Divine Descendants is tantamount to seeking death. I can only do my best to preserve their bones. It would be better to ask the people who decided to let them enter the Divine Descendants what their intentions were!"
After cursing a lot, Feng Buchen worked hard to contain the anger in his heart. He gently placed the fifty-two coffins outside the gap where the gods descended, then disappeared from the place and appeared in front of the giant dragon in the winding mountain. Next to the faucet.
"It's up to you to tell the world what happened today. I've already given you enough scapegoats, including this one. Oh, by the way, I'd like to say something to that old man in Tongzhou. Regarding Zhang Ning's matter, I Let’s take care of him in the future!”
This thunderous sound echoed in the ears of everyone except Shensheng. After saying this, Feng Buchen looked at the dragon head on the side. He threw the black ball in his hand casually and said to it: "Stop pretending to be asleep, get up and get to work!"
Just as the crowd outside the Divine Descendant was about to disperse, a strange sound that shook the heaven and earth sounded, once again attracting their attention to the Divine Descendant.
That winding dragon...is still alive?
I saw its dragon head held high and roaring towards the sky, instantly eclipsing the sky and the earth. The originally clear sky was immediately covered by thick black clouds, and in the clouds, there were many thunder snakes swimming around.
Everyone outside Jiangshenjiang looked at this battle and was covered in cold sweat. After a brief moment of confusion, a "run" sounded from the crowd. Only then did the little hundred people react and ran around like a lost wild dog. Escape.
Only the sect masters of the twelve immortal sects stayed where they were, staring at this miracle in stunned silence.
The sound of "booming" kept ringing in the clouds. It seemed that Razer couldn't bear his temper and wanted to take a look at this world.
Finally, a thick bolt of lightning struck out from the black cloud and headed straight for the black ball that had not yet hit the ground.
However, the target of the thunder and lightning was not the black ball. Instead, it missed it and hit the lake hard, shaking countless lake water into the air, and then falling like raindrops.
When the lake in the sky was about to drain away, another dragon roar sounded, but this time, it was not the one around the mountain.
It’s in the lake! Are those dragon corpses alive?
I saw that the endless lake began to churn continuously, and the roar of dragons sounded in the lake.
Suddenly, a crimson figure emerged from the water due to the west. It used its huge head to lift the black ball that was about to fall into the lake into the sky, and then squatted directly in the air, waiting quietly.
Due east! Due south! True north!
There were dragons occupying these four directions one after another, and the black ball also fell among them, floating in the air and never falling again.
Five dragons!
The dragon clan, which was rumored to be extinct long ago, suddenly appeared in Shenjiang today!
Still alive? !
After another burst of dragon roar, raindrops began to fall from the sky. They fell on Feng Buchen's raised face, slid past the four giant dragons entrenched in the air, and washed the mountains and the giant dragons. It wetted the fifty-two coffins outside Shenjiang... Except for the gap, the twelve people were using their spiritual energy to resist.
"Crazy...so crazy!"
Among the Immortal Sect Masters, the white-haired old man who was the leader shook his sleeves and robe fiercely. He looked powerful, but his legs hidden in the robe were shaking unconsciously.
He looked at Feng Buchen, who was drenched in rain, and said righteously: "Feng Buchen, what you have done today, we will truthfully report to all the immortal families in Tongzhou. You are walking like this, it is simply... .”
"It's so heartless and unworthy of my master. I'm no different from a demon beast. I'm willing to fall. I know I can step into the immortal gate but I'm willing to fall... Are there any new words? That's all I have to say. Sentences, I haven’t known how to make up something new for hundreds of years.”
Feng Buchen didn't even look at him, but lazily picked up what he said. This made the old man very angry, and his originally fair face suddenly turned rosy.
He gritted his teeth and muttered for a long time, and in the end he could only glare at Feng Buchen like a resentful woman, flicked his sleeves and robe, turned around and headed towards Tongzhou.
The veil of God's descent into the east has been taken off. But the rest of the place was still shrouded in the same sea of fog.
When they were gone, Feng Buchen turned around and looked at the forgotten coffin outside the gap. He sighed and said to himself: "I don't know if you will see such an immortal sect under Jiuquan. I feel chilling..."
"Old guy, seal that gap..."
As the sound fell, there was another dragon roar rising to the sky, and the thunder snakes in the sky seemed to have heard the call and ran towards the gods below.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, the gap where God descended to the east began to gradually heal.
Under the flash of thunder and lightning, Feng Buchen used his hands to turn into claws and suddenly grabbed the lake. A huge stone slab flew out of the lake and landed in front of the gap that was about to be closed.
There are two large characters engraved on it:
Lei Ze!
After doing all this, Feng Buchen fell back into the mountain.
The third change of God's descent has ended...
...
Xie Changfeng picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. He was talking so enthusiastically, but it was a pity that the cup was filled with tea and not wine!
However, as soon as he thought of this, the sound of pushing the door sounded at the same time. Xie Changfeng turned his eyes and saw only his precious wine gourd, so he rushed forward and snatched the gourd away. Before the boy returned, Just throw your head back and drink as soon as you open your mouth.
“Good wine!”
After finally feeding the wineworm in his stomach, Xie Changfeng burped. Then he remembered the young man beside him, so he quickly put his arm on his shoulder and asked: "Little brother, what's your surname? Do you want me?" Teach you two sets of peerless swordsmanship?"
Whoever said this is 90% a liar!
Moreover, this sudden intimacy really frightened him. The young man stammered, "I don't need your surname to be Lin." Then he quickly stuffed the roasted sweet potatoes in Xie Changfeng's arms and ran towards the mountain.
Seeing the boy running away, Xie Changfeng took a bite of the sweet potato and shouted to him, regardless of the possibility of spitting out his words: "It's getting dark, be careful there's a tiger on the mountain!"
I don’t know if the young man heard it, but the middle-aged man sitting in the yard heard it.
When Xie Changfeng finished chewing a sweet potato, he suddenly slapped his thigh as if he remembered something.
"Grandpa's, my peanuts were taken away by that little brat!"
After saying that, he ran out the door quickly, forgetting that the middle-aged man hadn't answered his question yet.
This middle-aged man was the only one left in the courtyard. He stood up with a smile and looked at Qifeng Mountain where the sunset could no longer be seen.
"Shenjiang, Lei Ze, Sword Sect, Xianmen...earthquake, interesting..."
After muttering these words, the middle-aged man closed the door and walked back to the house built with books.
