Yuan Jiulang was carrying a dark long bow, standing on a mountain peak three hundred miles away from Zhuxing Mountain, looking down at the wooden hydrangea that Kong Fanxing had just turned into...
The white flowers on the wooden hydrangeas are pure and flawless. When the wind blows, the mountains and fields are filled with the fragrance of white flowers.
"I remember the scent of hydrangeas. It shouldn't be so fragrant."
Yuan Jiulang was silent for a long time and finally spoke.
The great fudiguan, who had returned to his old and decayed form, stood not far away with his hands behind his back and his body hunched over, his back to Yuan Jiulang, looking at Zhuxing Mountain.
"Since the fragrance shouldn't be so strong, this hydrangea shouldn't be here."
When Dafu Diguan speaks a sentence, he has to pause for a long time to take a breath.
He is too old, even older than Da Fu Si Jiazi.
Yuan Jiulang shook his head when he heard what Grand Fu Diguan said.
He turned his back and jumped off the mountain, falling straight into the mountain stream covered by clouds and mist.
"This is the last time. After this, we will have no more kindness in return.
I also don’t want to get involved in the dispute between Qin and Dafu again.
The Great Fu Diguan turned around, glanced at Yuan Jiulang with a frown, and said, "Isn't this world your world?"
Yuan Jiulang has disappeared into the mountain stream, but his clear voice can be heard in the distance.
"This world is my world, but neither Qin nor Dafu is my homeland.
Whether it is the Great Candle King or the Chongtian Emperor, these kings have never surrendered to me. It has nothing to do with me and it has nothing to do with which country dominates.
I, Genkuro, am just a hunter, how can I contaminate or even change the general trend of the world?"
"You are not just a hunter, you are one of the nine best in the world, the leader among arrows. Counting all the long bows in the world, no one is stronger than you.
Since you can bend your bow and shoot down the imperial star, you can also shoot down the three stars in the sky, so that my world will not be shrouded by the three stars in the sky all the time."
"Even if the three stars in the sky are guarded by immortals, you can shoot down the Yuan star that has become the guardian star of Tianque, and shoot down the martial arts immortals who live in Tianque. But now you only care about traveling around the mountains and rivers, bending your bow to hunt, and having nothing to do with the world.
What’s the benefit?”
The Great Fu Diguan seemed to have some connection with the world's chief archer. He spoke like an elder and even gave instructions.
But in the mountain stream, Yuan Jiulang's voice could no longer be heard.
The Great Fu Diguan hunched his body and looked at the mountain stream for a long time. Finally he shook his head and his eyes fell on the wooden hydrangea.
The wooden hydrangea was planted by the Qi and blood of Kong Fanxing.
When Kong Fanxing planted the qi and blood, the qi and blood were dead and there was no life left at all.
Therefore, except for the stronger fragrance, this wooden hydrangea is just an ordinary tree.
But the great official looked at the wooden hydrangea carefully for a long time...
After a long time, he closed his eyes and raised a finger.
It seems that this old Dafu Shangguan has not taken action for a long time, or maybe for some reason, the energy and blood in his body are firmly locked and cannot circulate easily.
Because of this, the great demon Kong Fanxing of the Northern Qin Dynasty died in the hands of Yuan Jiulang, and the great Fu Diguan never took action from beginning to end.
But at this moment, Dafudiguan raised his right hand covered with age spots with difficulty, as if he wanted to point to the hydrangea tree that was full of fragrance.
"Kong Fanxing is dead and has no hope of life anymore.
In this case, it is just a secular tree, presumably a relic given by Kong Fanxing to his compatriot sister.
That being the case, why did the Great Fu Diguan cut down this tree?
It’s better to have a strong aroma in the mountains than to be filled with a stench.”
A voice came.
Baili Qingfeng did not know when he appeared in the clouds. He sat cross-legged in the sky as always, holding the red wine bottle in his hand.
Dafu Diguan raised his head and said: "Master Baili has always been full of energy and blood. Just like my disciple just now, he enjoys mountains and rivers and making trouble in wine shops. Why do you care about a tree now?"
"This tree is also related to the characters in my Candle Star Mountain.
Kong Fanxing has died, Northern Qin has lost one of the Eighth Realm Heavenly Houses, and Dafu has gained one more Heavenly Households.
Now that the matter has come to this, I hope that the local officials will give others some thoughts."
The clear breeze blows from a hundred miles away.
The Great Fu Diguan grinned, showing his broken teeth: "So you said goodbye to Duke Jing in a hurry and came to Zhuxing Mountain just to save this tree?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Baili Qingfeng's mouth: "As people get older, they like to have some fragrance in the mountains and fields. On weekdays, I drink in Daozong, and my mood can be better."
Dafu Diguan heard the word "old" in Baili Qingfeng's words.
He suddenly looked a little lonely.
"You will not grow old." Dafu Diguan shouted: "There are many talented people in this world, and there are many people who are hundreds of years old.
But in the world, very few people can live beyond three hundred years.
Humans and immortals are like this, gods and humans are like this, and so am I.
Master Baili, you came from Taiwu. When I was a child, I saw you with silver hair and drinking freely.
Now I am getting old and will die in Taixuan Palace, but you are still so young.
Immortal... How many people are there in the world? Even the great ancestor of the Taiwu Dynasty only lived eight hundred years."
"Is there anyone in the world who can live forever?" Baili Qingfeng rubbed the token at his waist, shook his head and said, "I'm just lucky, but one day I will die too.
Long-lasting life will eventually come to an end, and no one in the world can live forever."
"The Great Candle King, Emperor Chongtian, even the Heavenly Official who rode a tiger to the sky and abandoned the human world, even the owner of the twelfth floor of the sky, all the city owners in the five fairy cities will eventually die."
The Great Fu Diguan narrowed his cloudy eyes: "It would be better to live longer.
I have been dying all this time just to live another hundred years.
It is a pity that the three stars in the sky are always shrouded, and the sky is like a huge shadow covering the heaven and earth on earth, and also covering up the blessings of the world.
How can those immortals be so virtuous and capable that they can live a thousand years by building a star palace and refining a divine tower?"
Baili Qingfeng looked up at the sky, and he vaguely saw three stars looming in the sky.
When he looked carefully, he occasionally saw a sharp edge flashing like a shooting star, as if something was brewing.
"Sword Armor Shang Min's magic?"
The demon-sealing token on Baili Qingfeng's waist trembled. He was a little surprised, but he lowered his head calmly.
"Since the Great Fu Diguan has come to Zhuxing Mountain, one of the three mountains of our Dao Sect, why don't you go into the mountain to enjoy the mountain scenery with me and take a look at the magnificent waterfalls on the mountain?"
The Great Fu Diguan finally moved away from the wooden hydrangea with a ray of energy, and the raised finger was also lowered.
He turned around, disappeared into the clouds and mist without saying a word, and disappeared here.
Baili Qingfeng watched the Great Fu Diguan leave with his thoughts flying, and then saw another colorful peacock on Zhuxing Mountain, which seemed to be aware of it, standing blankly on the top of the mountain facing the fragrant fragrance.
The unparalleled leader of the Dao Sect frowned.
When the token on his waist trembled slightly, Baili Qingfeng seemed to be aware of it and stepped down to the rather lush and prosperous wooden hydrangea.
He looked down at the hydrangeas for a long time, and finally sighed.
“No one in this world can live forever, and no one can bring the dead back to life…
But since you left this wooden hydrangea, you can use it to entrust your remaining soul and keep it in heaven and earth.
Although you have never lived, it is still better than being completely dead."
"It's just... no matter how fragrant the flowers are, no matter how prosperous the trees are, they will eventually go through a lot. If I use this hydrangea as my sustenance, you won't live long... you still need a treasure."
Baili Qingfeng rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, and the demon-sealing token on his waist trembled more and more violently.
Suddenly, Baili Qingfeng seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up and he said: "I will take you into Xuandu to find Lu Jing.
The Immortal-Slaying Black Gold sword on Lu Jing's waist is not his sword after all. This young man has some temperament and strength. Now that he has collected the bones of Taichong Longjun, he is also gathering the Immortal-Slaying Black Gold sword. Thirty-six County's two swords
A first-class famous sword, I'm afraid that I have some ambitions regarding this sword.
If he wishes, you can live by his sword."
…
"It is a great blessing for me to accept three hundred tiger-mounted warriors."
"Zun Qing's fate... a general of mountains and rivers? Is there such a fate?"
Lu Jing wears a grass-cutting knife on his waist, killing immortals with black gold and walking among the clouds.
Under the clouds, three hundred soldiers riding tigers followed silently.
The black tiger was originally ferocious, but it seemed to be integrated with the three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers. There should be no roar from the three hundred black tigers.
"Under the destiny of General Shanhe, one's own energy and blood can be easily integrated into the battle formations under his command, blessing the battle formations to deal with incoming enemies.
See the mountains and rivers before your eyes, and the general will follow your thoughts..."
…
When he came to Dongshan Lake, it was Lu Jing who was sitting on the vitality crane sealed by Baili Qingfeng.
To this day, Lu Jing still can't see clearly what kind of cultivation Baili Qingfeng, the leader of the evil sect who conferred demons and commanded demons, has. He only knows that the Yuanqi crane is very fast and casually caught up with Yu Dongshen and came to this cave mountain.
On the lake.
Now that he is returning to Taixuanjing, he finally realizes that the journey is far away.
With the support of a battle formation of three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers, fighting in a motionless battlefield has its own fierce power.
But after traveling a long distance, these three hundred tiger-mounted warriors were naturally no better than Zhaoxing monk Lu Jing, who was blessed with energy and blood.
Therefore, Lu Jing was much faster than the three hundred tiger-riding warriors. He and the three hundred tiger-mounted warriors were separated by a hundred miles and headed all the way to Taixuanjing.
Lu Jing naturally knew the ferocious power of soldiers riding tigers.
As long as they don't enter the city, even if the surrounding Taoist authorities notice this army, no one will come to stop them.
Lu Jing went all the way to Taixuanjing.
When he passed by Shuichuan Road and inadvertently looked down at the official road, he suddenly frowned.
The energy and blood all over his body surged in his body, and a spiritual thought circulated hundreds of miles away.
Just on the official road eighty or ninety miles away, Lu Jing saw a familiar figure.
No...the figure has changed a lot, even Lu Jing...can't be called familiar now...
But on the official road, I saw several soldiers wearing broken armor, holding crutches in their hands, or being blind, walking slowly.
Their armors were in pieces, and they didn’t even have knives on their waists...
Apparently, he was repatriated by the border after being injured and was about to return to his homeland.
As these remnant soldiers traveled along the way, I don’t know how many people died, and I don’t know what kind of suffering they suffered.
The reason why Lu Jing set his sights on those remnant soldiers was because one of them had a broken arm and a broken foot, and was struggling to walk on the official road with a cane.
Lu Jing groaned and ignored it. After all, it was the good thoughts in his heart that were causing trouble.
…
Lu Feng lost one arm and one foot and walked all the way from Changhe Pass under the jurisdiction of Zhenxi Duhufu to Shuichuan Road.
Shuichuan Road is a place subordinate to the world.
Among the veterans accompanying him, some had several acres of land on the Shuichuan Road and were willing to take root in it together with Pao Ze.
Lu Feng originally came to Shuichuan Road with this veteran just to take root here.
He was at the border and had not made any achievements, but he had left behind an arm and a foot.
The senior colonel who was in charge of them was a kind man and did not want these veterans who had little fighting power to become cannon fodder and die in vain at Changhe Pass.
Therefore, the senior colonel gave some silver coins to hundreds of veterans and asked them to leave Changheguan, leave the Zhenxi Protectorate, go straight to the Central Plains, and return to their homeland.
Lu Feng is not an ordinary person. He has extraordinary martial arts skills in the army. Once he joins the army, he becomes a leader of a hundred people.
I originally had great ambitions and wanted to use these hundred people as a springboard to make a career in the world.
But he never thought that he would eventually become one of the millions of remnants and had to leave the border.
Lu Feng is not very old, but now he looks very haggard and old.
He had a full beard and a frown on his face.
"We sacrificed our lives and blood for our country, and became sick all over. We even lost our limbs and lost our eyes and ears. Now that we have returned to our hometown, even our fields have been taken over."
There was a veteran with gray hair, two hideous scars on his face, and a blindfold to protect his left eye. He was walking on the official road suppressing his anger.
After taking a few steps forward, I saw another green mountain, almost endless.
Then the veteran suddenly stopped in the distance and took off his blindfold, revealing his empty eye sockets.
And he seemed to have been seriously injured. Although his left arm was still there, it was just hanging down casually and was already useless.
"I really can't understand how wise the holy king of the past was. Under his rule, hundreds of countries came to court, and all the countries around him that were a threat to Dafu were destroyed.
The government in the court is clean and clear, and although the people are not rich, they still have food to eat, and the veterans will not be treated like this after they retire from the battlefield."
The gray-haired veteran punched his eyes hard.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the eye socket was deeply cracked, leaving blood...
Several remaining soldiers nearby quickly stepped forward to hold him.
Lu Feng also wanted to step forward to help.
But because the left foot is no longer there, if the right hand is off the crutch, it is impossible to maintain balance.
So he could only stand there and watch silently.
“I haven’t paid taxes on my land for a long time, but my land actually belongs to the government, and the government divides it among the masters in the government?
How can there be such a truth? We are soldiers protecting our country and our country, but we still have to pay farm taxes even when we are not in our houses?"
"Why don't we write letters to the colonel and insult the veterans? We are really worse than pigs and dogs!"
Some people were filled with indignation and yelled and cursed.
Some people sighed deeply, shook their heads and said: "There are many battles under Changhe Pass, not to mention that we are illiterate... I just asked someone to write a letter, and I don't know if it can be sent to Changhe Pass.
Even if the Colonel wanted to take charge of it, he would be beyond his reach.
How can the officials in the Central Plains take seriously a border officer who doesn't know whether he will come back alive?"
"Lu Feng is literate."
"Yes, I also heard that Lu Feng's family background was extraordinary, but he never made it clear when I asked him several times."
"Lu Feng, if you really have some connections, write a letter..."
The sound is noisy.
Lu Feng stood there, silent.
He came here for meritorious service, wanted to revitalize the Jiuhu Lu family, and wanted to make the Lu family undefeated.
At that time, he had great ambitions and went to the border regardless of opposition.
Now he has become such a disabled person... The reason why he came to Shuichuan Road was because he didn't want to go back to Taixuanjing again.
Now, how should he write this letter?
I recommend a book that is quite interesting. You can read it.
Book Title: The Strange Businessman on the Underworld, Everything I Have Can Be Upgraded
Introduction: At the end of the black street, there is a water shop.
Regardless of the vicissitudes of life or the dry sea and stone, we only sell water.
But inside its tightly closed container are: ancient Yuanyang bloodline beasts, eternal longevity pills, nuclear weapons...
After buying one thousand kilograms of water, you will be eligible to purchase the items in the cabinet once.
…
But the buyer will never know that the ancient Yuanyang bloodline mythical beast is actually the great wealth of Widow Wang’s family.
And the longevity elixir is loquat cough pill.
As for the nuclear weapons, they are just slingshots and bullets.
Because I can upgrade everything, so why do I have to sell water when the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten?