In the past seven years, I have been a beggar, a hermit, a farmer, a hawker, a stall owner, a soldier, and a soldier on the battlefield.
It’s just that as people get older, they no longer have enough energy to do many things.
Farming requires skills and experience. It's all nonsense to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and see the southern mountains leisurely.
As a soldier, you will naturally be dismissed when you get old. Even if you are capable of killing people, you don't want to participate anymore.
As for setting up a stall, this society is too complicated, and it is inevitable to be bullied by others, making life difficult.
The most glamorous thing is that he is a scholar, has an easy job, is respected by others, and has many stories of his own.
Overall, everything has been smooth sailing, and I have settled down in the past few years.
Of course I can't afford a house, but renting a small yard, raising flowers and plants, and playing with cats and dogs is also a good choice.
A person is lighter, but not lonely, because he has experienced too many ups and downs, and these things are enough for people to digest.
Ning Buhui's eyebrows are as tall as willow leaves, and her eyes faintly carry her father's perseverance. It's only been forty years since they last met, and she doesn't know whether her old friend is doing well or not.
But he didn't ask. He already understood that for everything, just let nature take its course.
The hall was so noisy that Ningbu regretted that this girl had a generous personality and could talk to a group of rough and strong men, so she could endure the smell of sweat.
Who hasn't experienced hardship when traveling around the world? With his father's character, he would not dote on her too much.
Her simple and extremely fast sword technique just now is enough to explain everything. Anyone who wants to practice such a sword technique must have endured countless hardships.
While talking to everyone, Gu Que sighed and was ready to leave.
It was already late for him to get off work.
On October 15th, there is a martial arts competition in the Holy Land. This is the old rule of the Gods and Demons Continent. This time it is Yindu’s turn.
Therefore, Yindu was full of people these days, and cultivators from all over the mainland gathered together, so I only talked for a while.
It rains heavily at night, the thunder continues, and the streets are flooded. This is not a big deal. It is not bad after all the hardships we have endured over the years.
He walked around the crowd, hunched over and slowly came to the door, but stopped.
Turning her head and looking back, Ning Buhui was still bragging with the gangster, with a bright smile on her face.
Everyone is young, but I am already old.
He stretched out his hand and was about to touch the door when his body suddenly stopped again and the pupils in his eyes contracted slightly.
This era was not peaceful. Four years ago, Dongzhou, Xuanzhou, and Dizhou formed an alliance to conquer Huangzhou. For a time, rivers of blood flowed and mountains of corpses formed.
The Wanli Grand Canyon has been razed to the ground after two devastating wars. Without the isolation of this natural moat, given the pattern of the continent, a war will happen sooner or later.
It's just that I came a little early.
And as the peace was broken, all the young people wanted to make contributions and make a name for themselves, so naturally there was a lot more unrest in the world.
There was no fighting in the Holy Land for two months before and after the military meeting. This was a mainland convention, which also gave Huangzhou a chance to breathe.
In fact, that barren land could no longer hold on under the pressure of the joint aggression from the three major states.
If it weren't for Huangzhou's female military goddess Huang Yinsha, who deployed numerous extraordinary troops and fought several beautiful battles in which she defeated more with less, I'm afraid Huangzhou would have fallen in the past four years.
The demons did not dare to move because Xizhou was ready to move and had the potential to invade.
The structure of the mainland is ambiguous and changing, and everything is just for profit.
With this weather, it is a time of thunderstorms and storms.
The reason why Gu Que's hand stopped was naturally because the world was so dangerous. He lost his martial arts skills, but his heart was still there.
The door was slowly opened, and there stood a mysterious man wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, and a long knife at his waist. He was tall, strong, breathing steadily, and his eyes were sharp.
He was obviously powerful, and there was no surprise on Gu Que's face, simply because he was not blind yet.
Pretending to be afraid, Gu Que hunched his body and was about to leave, when the mysterious man's hand stretched out, blocking his way.
The arms are very thick and long, the movements are clean and neat, and the breathing remains unchanged.
His sharp gaze seemed to see through Gu Que, and he said in a deep voice: "You were stunned for a moment before opening the door. In fact, you knew there was someone outside."
Gu Que didn't speak, just listened quietly.
But the mysterious man continued: "It's very dark outside, and there are lights in the house. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to see outside. You are an expert."
Gu Que raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm just a storyteller."
The mysterious man said: "It's not uncommon for people to hide from the world. Since it's a storyteller, would you be willing to work overtime?"
Gu Que sighed, it seemed that he couldn't leave if he wanted to. He turned around and slowly walked onto the stage again.
As the door slammed shut with a loud bang, everyone was startled and quickly looked back.
There was a puddle of water on the ground, and the water drops on the raincoat were still dripping down. The leather boots were very old, but the man's figure was tall enough.
He does have an aura as strong as a sword, and everyone can tell at a glance that he is not a weakling.
As a result, the entire inn hall seemed to become quiet, and Ning Buhui's body gradually became tense. The strong man's sense of crisis was always very sensitive.
Everyone held their breath, as if they knew what was going to happen, and without saying anything, the mysterious man had already moved.
He reached the extreme speed, his momentum was as fierce as a cheetah, and he rushed away. The long knife on his waist did not come out, but he slapped Ning Buhui on the shoulder with his palm.
Ning Buhui was equally fast, and the two of them immediately clashed with each other. There was a constant sound of shock and explosion, and the crackling sound of their palms was like firecrackers, both fast and fierce.
The vitality has not been released, but the strong wind has whipped up all around, the seats are shaking, and everyone is screaming in surprise.
But after just a dozen breaths, the two of them were separated.
Ning Buhui narrowed his eyes, and the mysterious man said calmly: "That's right, it's not like he wasted his fame in vain. He participated in the martial arts competition in the Holy Land and was barely considered an opponent."
Ning Buhui said: "How do you know I tried my best?"
The mysterious man said: "How do you know I tried my best?"
The tip of the needle pointed at the wheat, but it was meaningless. The two of them looked at each other and then sat down.
And soon, the door of the inn was pushed open again. This time it was very soft, but maybe it was because of the silence in the place. Everyone reacted and looked forward. They saw that it was a beautiful woman in white.
, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, her nose is high and straight, and her lips are like red. When she comes, she has an indifferent expression.
She is tall and slender, with a round waist and a fluttering white skirt that looks faintly dusty.
With her long hair hanging over her shoulders, she looked at everyone and smiled slightly, then she found a seat and sat down slowly.
Her posture and movements were very particular, and it was clear from a glance that she had received a good etiquette education. However, the heavy rain, the howling wind, and the unstoppable rain did not even wet her clothes.
She is certainly not weak, and no one will regard her as weak.
No one would believe a weak woman walking around the world without any skills.
Gu Que's brows furrowed. His memory was not bad and he would not forget some things, but he really couldn't recognize the woman in front of him.
She feels very familiar to people, as if she has seen her before somewhere.
She sat down and was greeted by the waiter, but she ignored him. She just raised her head to look at Gu Que and said softly: "I heard that there is an old storyteller here. He knows astronomy and geography. He knows the rise and fall of the past and the change of the future.
He who knows the future for hundreds of years, can speak great principles, and knows all kinds of secrets is really a strange person! The little girl came here specially just to ask the old gentleman to say something. I am a little late. I am really sorry, and I will certainly reward you."
Of course, these strange people are all just for fun. What kind of awesomeness can't be boasted in order to eat these days? It's easy to talk about it with a reward, at least it can allow you to live in peace for some days.
Gu Que nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "I wonder if you, the girl, came here specially to say something to me?"
The woman said calmly: "On October 15th, there will be a martial arts competition in the Holy Land. The old gentleman might as well say a few words of encouragement to the young people!"
A woman came all the way on a pouring rainy night just to listen to her encourage young people? There is obviously something wrong with this.
But it doesn't matter anymore. I am already old and have only one life. It doesn't matter what issues I talk about.
Having experienced many things, life and death are no longer too scary.
He nodded and said slowly: "On October 15th, there will be a martial arts competition in the Holy Land. In fact, I am not qualified to say anything. Since there are requests from guests, I will just say a few words."
Everyone knew that the old man was very eloquent, so everyone quickly became interested and looked at him one by one, like students who were taking classes seriously.
Gu Que glanced at everyone and sighed: "The significance of the martial arts competition in the Holy Land. Forty years ago, when the God Emperor Xuanyuan Kuo was in power, it was already known that the Emperor of Dongzhou would win the martial arts competition in the Holy Land - he should be prepared for danger in times of peace, and continue to
The sage's secret knowledge will be passed down through the ages, and peace will be created for all ages."
Everyone's bodies trembled, and Gu Que continued: "Ten thousand years ago, the Five Seas invaded, and the mainland was once destroyed. Therefore, there was a martial arts meeting later. It started that year and covered the Holy Mountain Dynasty. Forty years ago, Xuanyuan Kuo organized the Holy Land Meeting.
When martial arts begins, it becomes a continental martial arts competition, covering the entire continent. It aims to create a point of faith, drive the glory of martial arts cultivation in the mainland, enhance the fighting power of the human race, inherit civilization, and protect peace."
"It is not just as simple as martial arts competition and exchange, it is just the form, not the soul. The real soul is to give people an inspiration and a belief, allowing young people to go out of their homes, cross the rivers, see the beautiful world, improve their horizons, and cultivate
Become the heart of the world."
Gu Que said: "So what I want to say is that all practitioners who participate in the Holy Land Martial Arts Competition should not be obsessed with winning or losing games or the results of the competition, but should open their minds, overlook the rivers and mountains, and see the world, in order to truly find their own destiny.
position."
"This is an era of thunderstorms and storms. The Demon Realm of Xizhou is in confrontation, and the war is about to break out. Dongzhou, Dizhou, and Xuanzhou unite to conquer Huangzhou. The Dragon and Bird Alliance seems to be impregnable, but it has already been affected by the war. The young man has
The ambitions are high, and the elders have the ambition to achieve success, so this world is sharp and full of crises. In such troubled times, if you can understand your position, you can find your own position. Where is your position? It all depends on your destiny."
At this point, Gu Que became interested, looked at Ning Buhui, and said with a smile: "Where does the girl stand?"
Ning Buhui said softly: "It depends on the person."
As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked.