The ferocious-looking Taoist priest looked at Luochuan with a calm expression. The square-faced Taoist priest beside him, who was originally not interested in the conversation between the two, turned his head in surprise and looked at the imposing young man in front of him.
"What's wrong?" The ferocious-looking Taoist priest's voice was calm, showing no anger at being interrupted by a junior.
Luo Chuan frowned slightly, and looked at the ferocious-looking Taoist priest without any evasion, "The heaven-like Liuxian said that the Wangchuan Sword Sect suppressed the destiny of the human race. What he said was not the righteousness of dying generously, but the world.
The ups and downs are all on our shoulders!" He slowly took two steps back and returned to the position where he was standing before. He looked at the two Taoist priests with a somewhat dull look, "The current situation is difficult to change and the world will be in chaos. Tens of thousands of monsters will inevitably enter the Middle Earth, and the human race is destined to
After experiencing the suffering of hell, I, a little character who entered Beijing as a hostage at the age of three, can see the devastated Zhongzhou in the future. I want to do something for my human race. Wangchuan Jianxiu, why should I talk about life and death?" He turned around and was about to return.
On the carriage, "Half of the human race masters are in Wangchuan. In these troubled times, your lives don't just belong to you. Every time one of you dies, it means that one day in the future, thousands of humans will not be able to shelter..."
"
The two Taoist priests were silent. When Luo Chuan jumped on the carriage and lifted the door curtain and was about to go in, the square-faced Taoist priest suddenly spoke, his voice was like gold and iron. It was obviously the same person who shouted "How dare you, rat" before the battle in the mountains and forests.
Character, "Master, what do you think...Wangchuan Sword Cultivator should do?"
Luo Chuan paused for a moment, then spoke again, "Lying on the ground, observing the changing situation, and looking for a way out of the chaos. The so-called dragon lurks in the abyss..." He hesitated for a moment but said nothing more.
Something, he leaned over and entered the carriage.
The old man sitting on the sword waved his whip, and the carriage passed slowly in front of the two Taoist priests. Then, he seemed to be in a different mood. He looked back and took out a hanging wine gourd from the carriage frame behind him, and pulled out the stopper.
He raised his head and took a big sip. The autumn spirit was particularly sweet. The old man casually leaned on the carriage behind him, closed his eyes and rested, letting the carriage drive along the official road under the guidance of the horse.
The road goes forward.
The two Taoist priests kept watching the carriage leave the convoy, pass the cleared roadblock, then turn a corner of the mountain ahead and disappear.
"Senior brother, this young man has obviously entered the third realm of Qi training, but at that moment, I clearly felt the dragon-elephant aura of the third realm of warriors in him..." The square-faced Taoist frowned and hesitated.
, "Could it be that he is a rare master of martial arts?"
The ferocious-looking Taoist priest shook his head, "No, the journey to martial arts is actually extremely difficult. It requires hard work and hard work. Although such young people who practice Taoism in the third realm are rare, they are not unheard of. But where have you heard of it?
Such a young warrior of the third realm?" He seemed to be a little confused, "But the aura induction at that moment, although the qi traction of the two people was a little disruptive, was not bad, it seemed like a rough and unyielding warrior.
....”
After a while, the square-faced Taoist priest broke the silence again, "Brother, since the second senior brother ordered us to just go to the capital to inquire about the situation, now after listening to this young man's analysis, there is no need to actually go to the city. I think
He doesn't look like he's lying, so next step...where should we go?"
The ferocious-looking Taoist priest's eyes were still at the corner of the mountain where the carriage left, "Junior brother, do you still remember what the two brothers said when we were going down the mountain? Those words should be remembered in our bones and rotten in our stomachs.
?" He paused for a breath before slowly saying, "Since Master said that each of the three thousand sword cultivators depends on their own chance, I firmly believe it."
The square-faced Taoist priest was startled, "Senior brother is saying..."
The ferocious-looking Taoist priest nodded, "Senior brother is not a eloquent person. Sometimes there are many truths that are clear in my mind but hard to say out loud. Many of this young man's words made me feel comfortable, just like when I was alone
The hilt of the sword is as transparent as the first time I stepped on the bluestone steps of Wangchuan." He suddenly smiled, which made his already vicious face look even more ugly, "The rise and fall of the world rests on one shoulder...
...The rise and fall of the world rests on one shoulder..."
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The carriage was swaying along the official road.
Although most of the official roads in Jingzhou are spacious and grand, they are all due to the glory of the heyday. Today's road conditions are really bad, especially in recent years, and the money for road maintenance always goes to someone's house before it is actually spent.
So much so that today, even though there are not many motorcades walking on the official road, there are still many potholes and ravines.
In the carriage, a handsome man named Luo Chuan was lying against the side of the carriage, with his hands behind his head and his eyes staring straight at the roof of the carriage, thinking about something.
The heroic woman who followed him back to the carriage felt sorry for his hands under his head, so she took off her red armor, sat next to him, and held his head on her lap.
Wangchuan Jianxiu is troubled."
Luo Chuan shook his head gently and closed his eyes to rest.
"I told you the reason why I came here, so I thought you should believe what I told you," the beautiful woman held a book in her hand and read it carefully without raising her head.
"Wangchuan in the eyes of others is different from Wangchuan in the eyes of Wangchuan Jianxiu. If you don't do many things, it will be a bit regretful. Even if you do it, the result may not be unexpected, you still have to do it.
," Luo Chuan did not open his eyes.
The beautiful woman raised her eyes, thought for a moment, and then nodded.
Luochuan was breathing evenly, but he couldn't sleep. He was not thinking about Wangchuan and the two sword cultivators, but other confusions that were not common to outsiders.
In fact, the real "him" came to this world only a few months ago. As if by coincidence and fate, on that light blue planet, his name was also called "Luochuan".
A psychologist who seems to be quite mysterious.
If it hadn't been for that accidental car accident, he would have lived an ordinary life as always, and would not have seen the life and death of that world and the warmth and warmth of human relationships so thoroughly from the perspective of a soul. Then, those extremely complicated emotions surged up
When he was thinking about it, he seemed to have broken something, or was attracted by something, and came to this world, entered the body of this young man, occupied the magpie's nest, and seemed to merge into one and become the world.
Mr. Luochuan...
He seems to be still the lonely city man who is good at perceiving people's hearts and solving people's doubts, but is kept at a distance by those around him. It seems that he has understood the young proton's rejected childhood, cursed talent, and desire to get closer.
After winning the hearts of the crowd, he became the Luochuan of this world.
He didn't know why God chose him to play this joke.
But secretly, I felt that I was responsible for reviving some of the causes and consequences.
Just like all the confusion he had in the previous life, and all the anger he had in this life.