On a tree-lined path near the south of Qingling Town.

Whoosh...~!

At this moment, human figures were wandering through the mountains and forests, magical weapons and supernatural powers were shining brightly, sword energy was roaring in waves, and from time to time, shouts and screams could be heard.

And in this chaotic environment with figures running back and forth, on a rugged mountain trail.

Ta~ta~ta!

However, there was a haggard man covered in dirty clothes and wearing a torn red shirt, who was staggering toward the north in a state of confusion. Behind him was a young boy holding a dagger in his hand and looking around nervously.

These two people are Luo Yu and Wuma Shu.

Compared to Wuma Shu's nervous expression, Luo Yu's eyes were dull at this moment and he was heading north desperately.

He ignored the melee situation around him from time to time, and even turned a deaf ear when someone came to kill him. But strangely, every time someone wanted to approach him, a group of mysterious people with different cultivation levels would appear, desperately trying to kill those who were watching.

Luo Yu's people blocked the outside one after another... and then they were killed in the wild.

Just as Bai Lianxing expected, Luo Yu was in a lot of crisis at the moment, but someone didn't seem to have any awareness of being in danger. He was walking alone, as if the chaotic situation around him had nothing to do with him!

Whoosh~!

Suddenly, a Mitsubishi cold silver cone, wrapped in frost and vicious aura, penetrated the giant branch on the left and screamed towards Luo Yu.

Luo Yu ignored it and still staggered forward, as if he was still hungover in a dream.

When Wu Ma Shu saw it, he immediately rushed forward like a conditioned reflex and blocked Luo Yu's left side. He suppressed fear and closed his eyes.

Obviously, he wanted to use his thin body as a 'human shield' for Luo Yu.

But at this moment.

Bang ~ a loud noise!

Wu Ma Shu opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he saw that the magic weapon that looked like a Mitsubishi cold silver cone had been blocked by a figure in a white dragon-patterned cloak, stirring the golden light, and rolled back into the dense forest.

Then the figure in the white dragon-patterned cloak rushed into the dense forest without stopping without even looking at them, apparently going to fight again!

They had encountered this situation countless times during their walk over the past few days. As a result, Wu Ma Shu's young mind couldn't keep up with the rhythm and began to feel a little numb. He always felt that his behavior was "sacrifice for righteousness".

, is redundant, and a little ridiculous...

Wu Ma Shu had carefully observed the mysterious people who rescued them. It seemed that both men and women were wearing white dragon-patterned cloaks and dragon-scale masks with dragon claws on their foreheads. The only difference was that the dragon on each person's mask

The number of claws is different, some have two claws, some have three claws...

He discovered that the more claws a mysterious person has, the more powerful his claws are.

As for those who want to harm Tianling Daozi, Wu Ma Shu knows their attire. They are the Xuantian Sect in white clothes and mink velvet cloak; the Jun family in bright yellow with animal skin armor; the black clothes and powerful weapons

There are even some unidentified people, who should be casual cultivators...

I saw someone in the dense forest shouting: "How dare Longmen's minions hit rocks with eggs and ruin the important affairs of our Xuantian Sect!"

Ah~!

Then, within half a breath, the person who had spoken earlier let out a scream, and an arrogant laugh shook the mountain: "Hahaha! Our Dragon Sect is not afraid of the authentic sects of famous sects like yours! Luo Yu is the one in the tail seat of my Dragon Sect.

Things......"

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled voice rang out: "~I, Mr. Feng Yang, have been enlightened all my life. I would like to ask you about Longmen's Taoism... is it deep or shallow?"

As he said this, an earth-shattering roar came from the dense forest in the distance, and it was obvious that fighting had started again.

Compared to the life-and-death melee in the distance, Luo Yu, who was in the whirlpool at the moment, still moved forward regardless, as if he completely ignored life and death.

At the same time, he held up a wine gourd and shuttled between flying swords, magic weapons, and various magical powers, laughing and singing!

"...The famous immortal sect is like a jackal or a leopard; the hawks and dogs of the Dragon Gate are smiling like wolves. The wind is roaring, I am fine, and I will fall asleep after getting drunk. The old crows of the Jun family are learning the Tao, noisy~noisy~. You guys

Immortal style Taoist talk about the great road, but it is really a trick; the strong man is smiling in seclusion, and the jackal bites you...that is called practicing the Tao for heaven. But I, Luo Yu, haha~ can only smile and say it in two words~ I rely on it. This is the right way.

...What kind of cultivation is it? It is better to repay the kindness to the children behind you..."

Wuma Shu, who was following asynchronously behind him, heard this and immediately grinned, showing his white teeth.

Just like that... Luo Yu was drunk and singing, while leading a small follower, and he walked further and further in a grand manner, and slowly disappeared into the Qingqiu Mountains in the north!

And not long after, at the place where Luo Yu had just passed, a burst of red mist suddenly appeared, which seemed to be accompanied by the fragrant scent of elixir. In an instant, a figure wearing a red cloak with bloody teeth and a face covered by a hood had emerged from the place.

Suddenly appeared in the red mist.

She listened to Luo Yu's singing in the distance, and looked at the two figures, one large and one small, disappearing from the field of vision. Although her voice was charming, she said with a hint of ice: "Where is the messenger?"

Whoosh~!

In an instant, three messengers wearing mist cloaks shuttled out of the forest, knelt on one knee and saluted: "My subordinates are here."

Obviously, this person is the Dragon Tooth Envoy in Longmen.

The Dragon Tooth Envoy pointed at two of them and said, "You two, catch up with Luo Yu immediately, don't lose track."

"Obey, Lord Long Ya's order!" The two men stood up immediately, jumped into the wild, and chased away.

The Dragon Tooth Envoy looked at the chaotic fighting situation around him, casually swung away a powerless flying sword that was passing by, and snorted with a smile.

Then she gave instructions to the last messenger: "Send a message to the main hall of Longmen. It's not good for the Shengmen. I'm afraid Luo Yu has made a mistake. Please ask the Dragon Head to think about it and ask the Life and Death Sects to work together to send out the five-clawed dragon elders."

When the last remaining messenger heard this, he raised his head in shock: "Your Majesty, are all the five-clawed dragons coming out? Those are all divine shadow gods! At this moment, there is only one ancestor of the Jun family, and there are still two students from the clan.

The elders have to deal with it. Why do all the elders of the two gates of life and death need to come out? It will cost a lot, how can the leader agree? Besides...you!"

Obviously, what this messenger means is that you, the Dragon Tooth Envoy, are Taiyi! Can't you just destroy these gods and kings and generals? Why bother to mobilize all the troops...

"Shut up!" The dragon tooth envoy wrapped himself in his cloak and shouted sweetly: "The iron law of the dragon gate is that a thousand ears are not involved in matters of life and death. Moreover, Luo Yu appeared in the mountains and seas, and the clouds moved in all directions. Just because of this, the two gods of the gate were born.

How can the elders of the third level of shadows survive for long? Go away quickly!"

"As ordered!" With that said, the messenger ducked and left in a hurry.

After the messenger left, the Dragon Tooth Envoy, wrapped in a red cloak, sighed for some reason.

Then she moved her cloak, and red mist suddenly appeared and swirled.

When the fog dissipated, there was no trace of its beautiful shadow.

...

A few days later, on a ridge at the northern foot of Qingqiu Mountain.

The green hills and trees are as green as ink, and the mist and clouds are soaring like a dream. Halfway up the mountain ridge, not far to the north, there is a small peach forest on the back mountain. To the left of the peach forest, there is a deep valley at the foot of the mountain, with mist lingering in it, and the scenery

It is beautiful, but it lacks the smell of smoke. The peach blossoms are blooming among the ruined eaves and tiles, giving it a depressed look.

Halfway up the mountain, the lingering shadow in a red shirt looks out into the empty valley. The wanderer's heart is filled with desolation and chills, which spread all over his body...

Bada~!

The wine gourd slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, and green wine flowed out.

Wu Ma Shu climbed halfway up the mountain with difficulty and looked at the wine gourd rolling down in front of him. Then he heard a very sad voice murmuring!

"Like the moon, I think about my homeland at night, but I have no chance to live in an empty valley. I have no chance to live in a dream; my soul is lonely, what can I say? How can I wish that beauty will tear apart the world... My heart has no face to see the beauty of my hometown..."

Luo Yu looked at the deserted Peach Blossom Village in the distance, and he slowly closed his eyes and smiled with tears.

Wu Ma Shu looked up at Luo Yu, then frowned and followed his gaze to the dilapidated Peach Blossom Valley.

He asked softly: "Benefactor, is this your hometown?"

"Home?" Luo Yu shook his head and laughed at himself: "The memory is empty, the home has become ruins, and the peach blossoms are left alone to suffer forever..."

As he spoke, he walked towards a lonely rock overgrown with weeds in front of him, walking in a hurry, as if eager and searching...

Wu Ma Shu didn't know why, so he went to get the wine gourd. But at this moment, there was a "pop" sound of his knees kneeling in front of him! He suddenly looked up in surprise.

Luo Yu was seen kneeling in front of the solitary stone, his trembling hands seemed to be reaching out to the stone surface cautiously.

On top of the solitary stone, a broken bamboo slip with faint traces of burning was lying quietly.

After ten years of exposure to wind and rain, the bamboo slips have long been dilapidated and severely weathered. There are dense cracks on them, and a few blurry small characters of "Juanxiu" can be seen vaguely - '... I would like to go to the capital with my senior brother, and I will have no regrets in this life...

'

Luo Yu looked at the familiar small characters on the bamboo slip, his eyes trembling, but just when his hands could barely touch the bamboo slip, he had not yet picked it up.

Snap~!

The bamboo slips had broken into pieces and fell off from your fingers!

Looking at the 'bamboo slips' that were falling in the wind, Luo Yu just held them in his hands and froze on the spot, as if his dream suddenly disappeared...

Rumble~

The sky is covered with clouds and thunder is rolling.

Ka~! The thunderbolt resounded across the sky and the earth, and the drizzle fell from the sky, shaking like a gauze curtain and hanging like a curtain....

Luo Yu, however, turned a blind eye and just knelt down, looking at the fragmented slip with only the four words "no regrets in this life" left in his hand.

Ta~!

A raindrop fell like a clear tear, landing on the few remaining fragments, making the four characters even more blurry.
To be continued...