The bright moon sits on the ground

During the time Xu Lang was thinking about, he went to the world again.

He was going to see his second apprentice, the Patriarch of the Bu Family, for the last time.

The end of the big apprentice and the young apprentice is not good. The former is too obsessed with talismans, and the latter hastily entered the world, pulling the cause and effect of the world on himself, but the second apprentice is different. The Bu family he established hovers between birth and entry into the world. During the period, he was not involved in power disputes, nor was he blindly avoiding the secular world. It was such a moderate attitude that brought him to the end of his life.

Xu Lang fell into a state of bewilderment for a long time, until this time when he met the second apprentice and chatted with him for a while, he knew that he had never regretted it, and—at least his ending was good ,? Xu Lang broke away from the whirlpool.

Until night fell, before returning to Kunlun, Xu Lang went to that remote and declining village.

The child he and Bai Xuan once rescued in this pitch-black mountain range? He did fulfill his promise and carved Bai Xuan's statue.The blooming flowers, the raging flames, the stone monster in the flames, the antler mask in his hand, the cold and hard armor that is gradually fading, and the careless indifference between his eyebrows and eyes are all portrayed so vividly that they cannot be picked. Not a single blemish.

However,? It is no longer possible to call him "children" anymore, Xu Lang thought to himself, he is full of children and grandchildren.

Chu Lang's flower, Liang Kunwu's dagger, and Bai Xuan's mask, these three "keys" that can open the door to Kunlun are all in his hands.Whenever he thinks about this matter, he will feel that these three immortals really think highly of him, or is it because of pure trust that they don't know where they came from, that's why they entrusted him with the key in their hands?He won't understand for a while.

In order not to lose them, Xu Lang put these three things in three places respectively.He carried Liang Kunwu's dagger with him; handed Bai Xuan's antler mask to the villagers for safekeeping; and finally put Chu Lang's flowers in the Langfeng Cen in Kunlun.

Although he also called them "keys", in fact, only the road that symbolizes the Kunlun Palace can lead to the fairyland. The passage opened with masks or flowers has already become ruins and will never be possible. Find the right way.

Therefore, even though Xu Lang stored them separately, he was not worried that someone with evil intentions would use them to tamper with them.

After finishing all this, he returned to Kunlun, stayed with Liang Kunwu for a while, and was about to leave. When he returned to his Langfeng Cen, the gate of Kunlun Palace suddenly opened, and the icy cold wind poured in. Jun's face was frosty, and he stood in front of the door.

Xu Lang saw Pojun approaching menacingly, his expression was uneasy, his body was full of evil spirits, and he was still holding his poor gun in his hand. There was a piece missing from the corner of his clothes, and the incision was smooth. It was obviously torn by some sharp weapon, so he guessed him. Something happened over there, so he sat back again, tapped his fingers on his knees, and couldn't help but tease: "Why did Xingjun lose his sleeve after going to the world?"

Po Jun was in a fit of anger, upon hearing this, the anger in his chest became even more intense, he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you shut your mouth?"

Xu Lang shut up obediently, but his eyes still stayed on Po Jun's sleeve for a long time, which was more annoying than his talking.

Liang Kunwu didn't look sideways at first, and he was in an attitude of having nothing to do with himself. He probably didn't know what "broken sleeves" was, but Xu Lang kept staring at Po Jun's sleeves, and Po Jun's reaction was also very violent. He turned around slowly and took a look.

This glance was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Po Jun noticed Liang Kunwu's gaze, and tightened his hand holding the Qiongqi gun. The corner of his forehead jumped suddenly, and the spiritual energy in his body was churning. The ground suddenly cracked several deep holes, winding around, stone bricks Crackling, crackling sound can be heard endlessly.

Xu Lang didn't expect that Liang Kunwu would follow suit. When he saw that something was wrong, he restrained his expression, quickly smoothed things over, and said nicely: "Pojun Xingjun, don't be angry, is there something wrong with Qi Song?" Some unexpected situation?"

Now that he has passed the steps, it is impossible for Po Jun not to go down, but it would be too aggrieved to expose this matter so easily, so Po Jun smiled coldly and looked at Xu Lang very unkindly , probably means "you wait for me".

Xu Lang noticed his gaze, clenched his hand into a fist, put it to his lips, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

The poor gun dissipated in his hand, Po Jun strode forward, and sat down in the vacant seat left, the silver armor lightly knocked against the ground, making a dull, piercing sound, and then fell silent again. Go down and melt into the fluffy upholstery.

"Qi Song and I have completely broken up."

When he said the first sentence, Xu Lang almost couldn't hold the teacup in his hand firmly, and even Liang Kunwu raised his eyes to look at him.

"As I said, I don't want to completely break with Qi Song unless it is absolutely necessary." Pojun Xingjun frowned, leaned slightly, put his fingers on his chin, and changed into a more comfortable position, and said, "It's a pity , My patience was worn away day by day after he proclaimed himself emperor, and now there is nothing left. I knew that this day would eventually come, but I didn't expect him to be more stupid than I imagined."

mortal desires.Hope will never end, Po Jun thought so before, and he still thinks so now.

A frog at the bottom of a well can only see a speck of the sky, and that's all it wants.However, the more things you have, the stronger your greed, just like Qi Song.He overthrew the imperial court, beheaded the emperor, and the whole world was at his fingertips. He already owned everything he could think of, but his desires ate away at his heart like a poisonous snake, and it would never stop.

Expanding the territory and conquering the city is not enough. Year after year, as time goes by, Qi Song begins to feel dissatisfied.

He could clearly feel that as he grew older, his body gradually weakened, far from what it used to be. Qi's family came from military generals, and now he felt that his weapons were so heavy that he was struggling.So what about consolidating the throne, after his death, the throne will still be handed over to others, even if it is his heir, he is not willing to easily hand over the throne that he has worked so hard to win for more than ten years.

Qi Song gradually shifted his sights, no longer blindly pursued war, but pinned all his hopes on immortal arts.

He knew that the general beside him was an immortal, an immortal named "Pojun Xingjun" who fell from the clouds.

Back then, when he fought in all directions and devoured the emperor's territory, there were several important battles, and he was besieged on all sides. He thought that he would not be able to survive this catastrophe, but this army-breaking star king was always able to overcome all obstacles in front of him with ease. All cut off.

Qi Song didn't tell others, of course he couldn't tell others, and Lian Lianfa's wife didn't know about it either.

Occasionally, some courtiers coveted his power, so they highly praised Qi Song for his calmness in those few battles, and said that he used soldiers like a god. All these things fell into Qi Song's ears, but they didn't make him feel half happy. , but felt a burst of inexplicable anger.

In addition to anger, there is also a trace of fear, which is the fear that he is completely unable to control in the face of unknown power.

Qi Song wanted to seek longevity from Po Jun, but at the same time was afraid of his strength. Over time, it turned into a distorted mentality.He knew that Po Jun would never be willing to help him, because when Po Jun appeared in front of him for the first time, he had already said something like "I will not do my best to help you", and, after that, he And that's exactly what it does, without prejudice.

Xu Lang listened, and couldn't help asking: "So, what did Qi Song do?"

"He tried to imprison me in the palace." Po Jun knocked on the table irritably, and sneered, "The tricks of mortals have no effect on me, and he probably understands it in his heart, but, compared to this, he is more I was afraid that one day I would abandon him."

Before seeing Po Jun with his own eyes, Qi Song was dubious about the existence of immortals.

However, having really seen and experienced it, how could he easily give up the opportunity that was so close at hand?

After realizing Qi Song's intentions, Po Jun's last bit of patience was exhausted. He didn't have a good impression of Qi Song at first, and he had given him countless chances. Only this time, Qi Song's This move is tantamount to a demonstration against him.

He's just a mortal, so what if he's an emperor, isn't he the one who supports him?

He has always been loyal to the emperor alone, and how could Qi Song want to force him to bow his head, how ridiculous!

Po Jun's Ni Lin was touched by Qi Song, and his anger welled up in his heart. He didn't want to spend any more time with him, so he turned around and was about to leave.

The carefully planned situation was broken up easily, and Qi Song panicked. Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly called the Imperial Army to stop him.

The voice fell to the ground and echoed in the huge palace, but there was no reaction at all. It was like in this palace, or in this world, at this moment, only Qi Song and Po Jun were left. The courtiers and attendants no longer exist.

Seeing Pojun Xingjun walking farther and farther, his flying clothes like icy ice, and the patterns of stars moving slowly on his body, especially the light from the tail of the Big Dipper, Qi Song gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand Grabbing his sleeves, trying to stop the fairy's pace - the watery silk slipped in his palm, Po Jun Xingjun stopped, and slowly turned his head to look at him.

For a moment, Qi Song thought Po Jun Xingjun had changed his mind, but was startled when he met his eyes.

There was no emotion in those eyes, only the frozen snowfield, where only the cold current could wreak havoc.

Indifference, pure indifference, almost an indescribable arrogance, as if nothing in the world was worth his stay.

Pojun called out the poor gun, long.The gun was hanging in the air wrapped in icy evil spirit, he gathered it in his palm, turned over his wrist, cut off the corner of the clothes held by Qi Song without hesitation, raised his eyes lightly, without turning his head. back and left.