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"In another twenty years, when he met, he was already middle-aged, and his cultivation was at the level of innate Qi, and he was invincible in Hanoi."

"The sword weapon is no longer needed."

"Another twenty years, his wife died."

"In another ten years, the one who comes back is already a gray-haired old man."

The God of the Tiger Mountain drinks: "He gave me his own sword book and replaced me with the name on the jade book he prepared."

"I stood on the hill that day and watched him walk down the hill step by step, and I have never seen him again."

"As for now, it's been three hundred years."

“Time is so ruthless.”

The mountain god stroked the sword, swept his sleeves, smashed the dead old Taoist priest's corpse, and then arrived at the top of the mountain and inserted the sword into the highest place on the mountain. The sound of the wind blew across the sword blade, as if there was a low moan. The tall mountain god stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the river at the foot of the mountain. It was winter, and a layer of floating ice appeared on the river. The mountain god raised his hand and the wine pot in his hand slightly tilted.

The strong wine spilled down the sword's edge, but its momentum was still strong.

"Old friend, your sword is here with me, and your wine pot is here with me."

"Our generations are just walking around the world with one sword and one wine."

"It's good to drink a pot of wine and see the world."

The mountain god smiled and poured the wine over, then hung the wine pot on the hilt of the sword. Looking at the sword weapon, it was as if he had seen a friend who had been together in life and death when he was a boy, as if he saw him as old as he was about to die, and suddenly he smiled freely and flicked his sleeves.

Past events, separation from life and death.

Don't fall into your heart.

He turned around and walked down the mountain, murmured to himself, "When the long river was frozen for the first time, the Yu Ke Yao Pei was shaking unevenly."

"Life is like water under ice."

"The people who flow east day and night don't know..."

"It's a good thing that you're buried here; where will I be buried when I chase the road in the future when my life is about to end?"

The mountain god and Qi Wuhuo walked down from the top of the highest mountain, and the tall mountain god suddenly said:

"No confusion."

“How does it feel today?”

Qi Wuhuo thought for a while and replied: "See life and death."

The mountain god laughed freely and said, "Then Dan Taixuan is about to die, so he refined the life of a living person and prolonged his life. He has a hundred lives in his hands, so he is naturally walking on the evil path. But pursuing his original heart is also for the sake of immortality and unwilling to die. What is the difference between this heart and you and me?"

"If any cultivator does not change his original intention and does not want to harm others, he may die calmly like my friend."

"And those driven by fear will fall into evil ways and die of disasters."

"The heaven, earth and all things have their own laws of operation."

"It seems that he hit you today, and then died and fell. Maybe he thought so too. Until his death, he hated his bad luck. But in his fate, it is not that the great way of heaven and earth is killing him with your and my hands."

"The heaven and earth are always alive and are constantly moving."

"Who can tell it clearly if you drink and peck?"

"You and I are those who seek immortality through the Tao. In the future, we will always get used to separation, and may leave through the Tao and die through the Tao."

"Give me a word to you."

The god of Fenghu Mountain bowed his hand slightly, and wanted to speak in silence, but finally just smiled and sighed-

“On the road to immortality.”

"All the corpses."

"Fellow Daoist... take care of it!"

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When Qi Wuhuo went down the mountain, the mountain god thought for a while, and waved his hand again. Liufeng took over the mysterious iron sword box. The tiger mountain god raised his hand and pressed it quietly. Suddenly, an endless wind blew across the sword box. On the sword box, the flowing light suddenly lit up, and finally became fierce, and it immediately returned to calm, and the unstoppable roar had stopped.

The mountain god flipped the sword box and said, "You should see it today, you don't have a way to protect the Tao."

"I suffer a lot when I meet a monk in evil ways."

"Your soul is powerful, and for some left-minded people, it is no different from the natural elixir."

"Your vital energy is not in harmony with the vital essence, and you cannot leave the body, but the vital spirit is strong and you can control this thing."

"I have erased Dan Taixuan's soul imprint. If you go back and slowly refine the imprint inside, it will take about three years, and then it will be able to operate as expected."

"For protection of the way."

The mountain god smiled and said, "This is not a favor or a transaction."

"It's like after you know there is something wrong with my martial arts, you went up the mountain overnight because of your friendship. I saw that you have a strong soul but you don't have a method of protecting Taoism, and I hope that you can solve my friend's problem. This has nothing to do with cultivation, but it is just about friendship."

Qi Wuhuo bowed and said, "I thank you for that."

Because this magic weapon has not been tempered, nor the innate Qi, and cannot use magical powers, Qi Wuhuo had to carry the sword box behind him, and then went down the mountain step by step. He met the Kagen man along the way. However, this time, the Kagen man, who was quite unpretentious in the past, was stunned, and then he made way and did not speak for a long time.

Qi Wuhuo was stunned. Before he could return home, he heard noisy sounds.

From a distance, I saw the alley that was originally so narrow that even a carriage could not enter, filled with silk and satin.

Men and women in luxurious clothes stood quietly in the dilapidated small house.

When you hear the sound, turn your head.

I saw the boy in blue shirt standing at the entrance of the alley with a black sword box on his back. When the wind blew by, his clothes were covered in blood and his eyebrows were clear.

There was a riot there, and then he bowed sparsely, his voice was uneven but he shouted loudly:
Chapter completed!