The fairy is fierce

Birth, old age, illness and death are unavoidable, and life spans may vary, but no matter how long your life span is, as long as you are still walking between the three realms, the end will always come.

Returning to the ground is the end of one reincarnation and the beginning of another, but the saddest thing in the world is having too many regrets and regrets in this life, which makes people unwilling to close their eyes but not knowing how to move on. Lower jobs.

That's what happened to Lao Lu.

He was once just a young man from a mountain village. He went to the mountains to collect wood and accidentally fell into the fairy gate. He had no teachers or guides. He relied on the animal nature in his bones and the law of the jungle to climb to a position that ordinary people could not reach.

Fortunately, Lao Lu's conscience was still intact, and he finally turned around and did not fall into the evil path of forgetting human nature.

But it is a pity that because his conscience was still intact, after he repented, he found that he had done too many things that were unworthy of being a son and a husband, and he could not let go.

Time cannot be reversed, and all that is left to him is regret. He cannot harden his heart and can't keep his mind clear of distracting thoughts. Neither good nor evil can pass, and he can only scold himself over and over again for the rest of his life.

But such scolding is meaningless, because the people who should hear it can no longer hear it.

The cross wind carried the yellow sand, making the old robes rustle.

Old Lu, who was full of twilight, was just like when he was a boy, holding a long sword, leaning on the carriage, staring at the flowing clouds in the sky, recalling the youth and frivolity in his mind, but his waist could not straighten up. .

In the compartment separated by a wall, Zuo Yunting put the summer charm on his forehead and wrapped a blanket around his body. He was shivering from the cold and still refused to come out to bask in the sun. After realizing that Lao Lu had not moved for a long time, he asked:

"Old Lu, why are you so dazed?"

Old Lu came to his senses, a smile appeared in his dim eyes, and he said:

"That's when my wife and I met here. If we hadn't encountered a big opportunity later, we would have just been wandering around in a mediocre way. Now we might just be taking our grandchildren out for a stroll, and I wouldn't take a fool like you with me."

"Hey?!" Zuo Yunting turned around and looked at the reflection on the carriage: "Just be content, if it weren't for me, who would be there to see you off in the future? You don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings..."

After muttering a few words, Zuo Yunting became interested again. After all, Lao Lu had never spoken about his wife before. He asked:

"How did you and Aunt Lu meet? Are you so shameless that you always stalk people when they meet because they are beautiful?"

Lao Lu chuckled, and then sighed again:

"I didn't pay attention to these things at the time, and I don't remember them clearly. Anyway, we met them like that. We didn't know what to think after a few words of conversation, so we wandered together for several years."

"Then what? Where did Aunt Lu go?"

"well……"

"Is it because your qualifications are stupid, that people have become immortals, you can't keep up, and they don't want you anymore, and that you have a difficult knot in your mind, and that's why you're like this?"

Lao Lu hoped so. He really didn't want to mention Zeng Jin's unbearable past, so he said vaguely:

"No. I was really stupid at the time and let down the girl. Then I became what I am now. It was my own fault."

Zuo Yunting was quite concerned about this matter and said:

"You know you have let me down, but you haven't apologized? My daughter's family is all soft-hearted. No matter how big a mistake you make, as long as you sincerely repent and apologize honestly, people will definitely forgive you. What's the use of being here to be sad?"

Lao Lu shook his head and did not respond. Firstly, no one listened to his apology, and secondly, he owed not only his wife, but also his parents, whose graves could not be found. This debt could not be repaid with just an apology.

Zuo Yunting was bored in the carriage. When he had a topic to talk about, he turned into a close eldest son and kept enlightening his old father who was trapped in love.

Lao Lu listened quietly, his mind drifting back to the past when he was young; just as he was wandering thousands of miles away, he suddenly noticed something watching him on a sand dune in the distance.

It was a woman, not too far away but not too close. Her face and figure could not be seen clearly, but she could feel that she was smiling and waving to him.

Lao Lu's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and when he looked around, there was nothing on the sand dune, as if what he just saw was just an illusion.

"..."

No matter how old Lao Lu is, he is still at the peak of Youhuang. He is only half a step away from the Jade Steps. How can he have hallucinations.

If you see it, you really have it.

Lao Lu fumbled for the ancient sword in his hand and said:

"Don't move around here, I'm going to pee."

"Oh... hmm? Lao Lu, the last time you peed, you were still in Qihuang Valley. You've been holding it in for a long time. How big should you make it?"

Lao Lu didn't respond. In a flash, he arrived at the sand dune he had just seen.

The sand dunes were not far from the Fire Valley, and the scorching sun almost turned the sand red. The scenery in the distance was distorted by the rising heat, and all that could be heard was the sound of the scalding wind.

After looking around for a week, Lao Lu followed some traces on the sand and walked towards Huoyan Valley. His pace seemed slow but fast. In an instant, he had traveled several miles until he saw a figure on the edge of the cliff of Huoyan Valley.

The figure is no longer a woman, but a swordsman also wearing a bamboo hat, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a pot of wine and two wine bowls on his left hand, with his back facing him.

When a swordsman draws his sword, he usually uses his right hand. It is difficult to stab the sword to the left while sitting, but it is smooth to sweep to the right. Therefore, placing the wine flask on the left hand side and inviting people to take a seat is an unexplained etiquette among swordsmen in Central China.

Old Lu didn't see the face of the figure, but he recognized the person through the purple-green long sword next to him. He walked to the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back like an old man, sat down, looked at the black basin below, and said:

"Master Sword Immortal Lin, you are still alive, which is quite surprising."

Lin Zifeng looked only in his thirties or forties, but he was older than Qiu Fengqing and Old Lu. When they first started to venture out, he was already the Sword King of Zhongzhou.

Lin Zifeng was not dissatisfied with this greeting, and raised his hand to pour a bowl of wine:

"Before, I thought you could become the number one under Jiang Chengjian, but I didn't expect you to disappear after reaching the top thirteen, and you became so old. Compared with me, it's no surprise that I'm still alive."

Old Lu was in no mood to play tricks, so he didn't take the wine bowl and said:

"Did you do that to that woman just now?"

"Who else could it be except me? To me, there is only one word, 'love', that can change your temperament so much and make your heart knot difficult to untie. The fact that you can come here means that my guess is correct."

Old Lu obviously didn't like others to talk about this kind of thing, and he held the sword at his waist Handle, said calmly:

"Have you finished talking?"

"Don't worry. I joined the Youying tribe a few years ago and know some of the stories there. The immortal who used to be in the south of Yuyaozhou was also in the Youying tribe. He was kind and cherished talents. He would do his best to help the younger generation he favored. In this way, when the younger generation repents and wants to make up for the past, they will have a chance to untie the knot in their hearts."

Lin Zifeng turned to look at Lao Lu: "I think you are qualified to be in the eyes of that senior. If you want to untie the knot in your heart, the only possibility is to go to the north to find that senior and try."

In order to redeem the past, Lao Lu had begged countless people, but to no avail. Lin Zifeng thought he should be ecstatic to hear this news.

But what surprised Lin Zifeng was that Old Lu didn't react much, but just said calmly:

"Could it be that the immortal master also has the magical power of reversing time and making people return to their youth?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head: "Reversing time is impossible, but reversing reincarnation and regenerating flesh and bones is not something that no one can do. It is also possible that the immortal master can see far and help you keep the soul of the old friend so that you can say something. I just point you a way. Even if you can't solve the heart calamity, it is better to apologize to the old friend in person than to complain about yourself for the rest of your life. Although the chance is slim, there is always a chance. If you don't want this opportunity, I can go back and tell the immortal master and let him erase this matter..."

Swish!

Before Lin Zifeng finished speaking, a sword sounded beside him, and the surrounding world froze.

The blazing sun and the cracked earth seemed to be isolated from the world in an instant. Although you can clearly see the scorching sun, you are on the earth, but it seems to be in a cold winter.

Old Lu sat up straight, his eyes were sharp, even with a bit of arrogance and cold-bloodedness that had been hidden for many years, and he said hoarsely:

"I think you have lived enough, and you have forgotten your own weight."

Lin Zifeng's original intention was to hold Old Lu back, and he smiled:

"You are afraid that the senior will wipe out your last chance. It seems that you still care."

Old Lu didn't say anything, but the sword energy that rushed to the sky had already made a response that a swordsman should have...

Swish--

On the other side.

Shangguan Lingye flew to Huojian Valley and rushed. Because Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutou flew too slowly, he changed to one hand each and pulled the two people across the sky with the force of thunder.

Zuo Lingquan had already adapted to the rapid acceleration, but Xie Qiutou was obviously caught off guard. She was pulled by her right hand and moved sideways. Her legs and chest were blown by the wind, making a noise of "Yiya..."

The sand sea below became unclear at a rapid speed. The two felt that Shangguan Lingye stopped in the blink of an eye and came to the back of a sand dune in the northeast. Before landing, they heard shouts from afar:

"Protect the young master!"

"Who is coming?"

...

In addition, there were sharp sword energy and the sound of talismans exploding.

Zuo Lingquan was not careless. After landing, he quickly hid his voice and looked out from the sand dune.

Under the scorching sun, in the desert in the distance, more than a dozen monks in long robes, holding sharp blades, surrounded a carriage, as if facing a great enemy.

The spirit beast pulling the carriage had died, and there were two corpses lying next to it, which seemed to be caused by a sneak attack.

In front of the caravan, a masked swordsman was detouring at an astonishing speed. Every time he drew his sword, one person fell down. The people in the caravan had no way to resist. They could only hold on to the sword formation, but judging from the current situation, they could not hold on for long.

Shangguan Lingye looked at them and his face darkened:

"They are from the Qi family. The one in the middle is Qi Jia. Who is the opponent?"

The distance was a bit far and the scene was extremely chaotic. Zuo Lingquan couldn't see the specific face clearly. When he heard Qi Jia's name, his heart sank:

"Are Lao Lu and my cousin there?"

"Lao Lu seems to be fighting with people in the direction of Huojian Valley. I don't know who is in the carriage. Do you want to help?"

The reason why Shangguan Lingye asked Zuo Lingquan was because she and Zuo Lingquan had to hide their identities. Once they took action, their identities and current situation would be exposed. The danger of finding a burial site would double. It is very likely that they would have to give up the scheduled trip. It was related to Zuo Lingquan's opportunity, so it was naturally up to Zuo Lingquan to make the decision.

However, this question was obviously a bit redundant. Zuo Yunting would definitely follow Lao Lu. Regardless of whether the rumor about the fairy sword was true or not, even if there was a fairy sword waiting in the sand sea, Zuo Lingquan would not stand idly by for safety reasons when he saw his brother being killed.

Zuo Lingquan took a few glances and felt that his opponent was a bit too advanced. Lingye might be injured in a head-on collision. He did not rush up directly. Instead, he indicated with his eyes that he and Shangguan Lingye were sneaking close to the ground, preparing to go around behind and give the opponent a fatal blow. hit.

The two were extremely fast and were not discovered by the fighting parties. However, when they were halfway there, they were startled by a voice in the convoy:

"Who is acting so arrogant here?"

The voice was very powerful, just like a sleeping tiger that suddenly found a rabbit running over and kicking his nose in the face, with anger and disbelief. The only drawback was that the voice was a bit small.

As soon as these words came out, the swordsman who kept attacking temporarily stopped his attack.

Sword Immortal Ye Hong is ranked 100th in the Sword Imperial City, and is also at the peak of Youhuang. However, the five elements of natality are uneven, which is about the level of ordinary elders of the nine sects. Relying on the elusive swordsmanship and the natal sword of the top grade magic weapon, Only then did he gain a reputation.

In this assassination, if an old-school swordsman like Lu Jianchen was around, Ye Hong wouldn't dare to come and pull the tiger's teeth even if he had a hundred courages.

Even if Lu Jianchen left, Ye Hong was still very cautious. He didn't know what was going on in the carriage. If there were still guardians from the Tie Clan Mansion sitting inside, even if they were not Shangguan Patriarchs, any of the five elders would be in trouble. He wanted to leave, so he had been hunting the Qi family members on the outside, forcing the people in the carriage to show up first, and then make a killing move.

Hearing the sound in the carriage, Ye Hong stopped in the distance and said:

"What kind of hero is it to hide? Come out and speak."

The Qi family members were no match for Ye Hong. At this time, they just wanted to wait until Lao Lu came back, but they did not dare to act rashly.

As Zuo Lingquan and the others approached quietly, they looked up and saw that the carriage door on the carriage was open. Because the temperature inside the carriage was too low, it mixed with the hot breath of the desert, and a burst of mist floated out. Zuo Yunting, who was wearing a prince's robe, , bowed his head and walked out.

Xie Qiutao had never seen Zuo Yunting before. Seeing such a fairy-like appearance, she was slightly stunned and thought, 'Who is this? It’s quite mysterious.” However, due to being surrounded by others, he did not speak.

Outside the carriage, Qi Jia held his sword as if facing a powerful enemy. He didn't understand what Zuo Yunting was doing, and was afraid that he would be taken away by the opponent's sword, so he moved forward to block it.

But what was surprising was that Zuo Yunting looked cold and handsome. He raised his hand to hold Qi Jia's shoulders and asked him to move away. He looked directly at Ye Hong in the distance and said coldly:

"You are very brave, and you dare to rob me of my ways. Do you know who I am?"

Ye Hong had seen Zuo Lingquan's portrait and felt that although this person was slightly similar to Zuo Lingquan, his facial features were obviously different and he was not as handsome as the portrait. It was impossible to tell whether it was due to disguise.

In order to confirm the target, Ye Hong Jianfeng pointed diagonally at the ground and asked:

"Who are you? Please tell me your name. If you know me, I will give you face and let you go."

Zuo Yunting waited in the carriage for a long time. Lao Lu didn't know if he had fallen into the pit and would not come back. Seeing that Qi's family couldn't bear it, he ran out and started talking to stall for time.

When the other party asked, Zuo Yunting started to raise the flag of tiger skin:

"Have you ever heard of the name Wolong in Zhongzhou?"

Ye Hong's goal was very clear, he nodded and said:

"Have you ever heard that you are the Wolong of Zhongzhou?"

"..."

Zuo Yunting originally wanted to say that was his brother, but then he thought about it and changed his words:

"That's right. Qi Jia is my third brother. I am accompanying him to travel to Central Continent this time..."

Before the flag was pulled up, Ye Hong raised his sword and came closer, pointing directly at Zuo Yunting.

Zuo Yunting was startled. Unexpectedly, his brother's name could not suppress him. He quickly raised his hand:

"Wait a minute, you and I are both swordsmen. Since you want to seek death, I will give you a chance to challenge me, so that you don't have to say later that I bully the minority with force and cannot win with force."

Ye Hong wanted to make a quick decision, but having more than a dozen Qi family members was really troublesome. He just waited at the spot and said:

"If you have the guts, come on."

Lao Lu never came back, so Zuo Yunting had no choice but to jump out of the carriage and raised his hand to signal the Qi family members to leave first.

Qi Jia and many tribesmen understood what Zuo Yunting meant. It was obviously inappropriate to abandon his teammates and retreat, but if they didn't leave, they might all die here, so they could only retreat slowly.

Zuo Yunting ran over to die, so he walked slowly and calmly like a swordsman. If he felt something was wrong, he would hold the hilt of the sword in a gesture.

After all, Zuo Lingquan's reputation was still there, and Ye Hong did not take it lightly, observing the opponent's flaws and wanting to kill him with one blow.

But what shocked Ye Hong was that the person in front of him had flaws everywhere!

It seems like you will die at the first touch, and you can't tell the truth at all.

Ye Hong knew Zuo Lingquan's Taoism, and the fellow swordsman could not be his opponent. Lu Jianchen could come back at any time, so he did not dare to delay for too long. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was separated by ten feet from the Qi family members, he wanted to kill him with one blow.

But at this moment, Zuo Yunting, who was walking slowly forward, suddenly froze and looked behind Ye Hong, full of surprise.

When Ye Hong saw this, he instinctively wanted to look back, but he immediately realized something was wrong with this low-level trick, and wanted to trick him into distracting him?

Ye Hong's eyes were locked on Zuo Yunting, and he only sensed it with his spiritual consciousness. He didn't find anything strange behind him, and said coldly:

"It's just a small skill, but I also want to cheat, cheat, cheat..."

boom

A thunderbolt sounded from the sea of ​​​​sand, and a network of electric snakes scurried around like a thousand tentacles, piercing into Ye Hong's body...