Finally we arrived in front of a group of tombstones.
This tombstone is obvious but different from the previous ones. There are no names or photos on it, only numbers.
"Star Soul Demon King thirty-six, one!"
From one to thirty-six, there are not many.
The old man's face became visibly gloomy.
Here, not a single member of my team is left.
Wine jars flew into the air one after another, and countless drinks poured down from mid-air like waterfalls.
"Old brothers, I'm here to see you." The old man said softly.
A jar of wine came out casually, as if on command, and each went to a tombstone, opened it automatically, and poured out on its own. The thirty-six graves were like a flash flood and a torrent.
The old man sat in front of the tombstone, motionless for a long time, with his eyes closed.
That battle back then...
The Wu League had a peerless talent similar to the current boy, and he secretly sent four demon kings to kill him within the Wu League.
However, this child is protected by the soul clone of the Great Witch of Bingming.
He ordered the Great Witch of Ice and Darkness and the Great Witch of Fire to take action together, and he led his demon army to respond. After a round of hard fighting, he finally managed to rescue them, and then he felt lucky that the Great Wizard of Flood suddenly appeared again, and death was imminent.
…
In that battle... the Thousand Souls Nightmare Hammer flew directly above the head, hitting the sun and the moon without any light, and the world was miserable. Twelve of the thirty-six demon kings who fought there died one after another, and he himself was seriously injured in the final battle.
, when he was about to be destroyed, the remaining twenty-four people joined forces to surround him, and they self-destructed in a group. They sacrificed their lives to temporarily trap the flood witch, and only then did the explosion open a way out for the dying self.
To this day, sitting in front of the tombstone, I can still hear the desperate shouts of the thirty-six brothers.
"Boss! Let's go!!"
"If you don't leave, our brothers will die in peace!"
Finally, the clustered mushroom cloud seemed to be still in front of us...
In the old man's eyes, two lines of tears fell.
Flood, flood, I know that you have a far-sighted vision, and your only goal is to be diligent and to achieve the highest goal.
But...even though I know, I can't fulfill your wish...
Because at that time, our first consideration was survival, not supreme!
Flood, although you have your reasons, your reasons, I still choose to be incompatible with you. This hatred and hatred are irreconcilable!
In this life, only one of you and me can survive!
My brothers are waiting for me, and they are waiting for you!
"clank!"
From the old man's ring, there was the hissing sound of the artifact rubbing in the sheath. It seemed that the artifact smelled the smell of blood and could not wait to take it out of the sheath and fight again!
The old man touched the ring silently, and then the clanking knife finally disappeared unwillingly.
"Don't be anxious. One day, I will take you out of the sheath and kill the Witch Alliance until the sky is red with blood. I will kill the fellows in the flood until they are in a state of panic!"
The old man spoke softly, as if comforting a child. His voice was very soft and gentle, but a sinister aura had almost condensed into substance.
"There will always be a day when I... can feel completely at ease and have nothing to worry about... Don't be hasty, wait any longer, it will be there soon."
The old man glanced sideways at Zuo Xiaoduo, with a hint of expectation deep in his eyes.
He said silently in his heart: "Brothers, don't worry, I'm coming soon, or the flood is about to accompany you... When my grandson grows up, he doesn't need to reach the pinnacle, as long as he reaches the level of the King of Heaven, he will be me
Let go of everything for the final battle."
"Then we will fight against the flood and avenge you!"
He stood up with a stooped body and walked forward with Zuo Xiaoduo.
In the tomb forest, he advanced with his hands behind his back and his eyes were bleak. Only his own momentum was hidden and hidden, just like a twilight old general reviewing the mighty army that had followed him through hundreds of battles!
Zuo Xiaoduo followed quietly. I don't know when he started, but he no longer had the intention to escape.
The atmosphere here, the solemnity here, made his heart seem to have been sublimated, an unprecedented sublimation.
Even the whole soul was somewhat purified by it.
Just like this, I looked at the rows of tombs, slowly looking at them, those unfamiliar names, those young faces, row after row, and occasionally pulling out grass when I saw it, everything was natural and logical.
Occasionally, people would come towards each other, and then they would quietly turn sideways and make way for each other, without saying a word or hearing a sound during the whole process.
Gradually he turned into an old man and followed Zuo Xiaoduo, following every step.
Zuo Xiaoduo wandered around the cemetery for two whole days and nights.
finally.
The old man said: "Go out. Even if you go around for another twenty years, you may not be able to finish it."
Zuo Xiaoduo turned around blankly and looked at the neat tombstones. It seemed that back then, all the passionate warriors were smiling at him and calling his name.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, fight!"
Fight!
Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly clenched his fists, and Qi condensed in his hands, showing his fighting spirit.
The old man said calmly: "When you feel regretful about celebrating the New Year, they will no longer have the chance to celebrate the New Year, and they will never have it again."
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent, and then, he only felt his body swaying, but he rose into the air and quickly left the cemetery.
The old man brought Zuo Xiaoduo to the cemetery. During the whole process, except for the introduction at the beginning, he was almost silent and said nothing at all.
What principles, what insights, what thoughts, whatever... none of it was mentioned.
But Zuo Xiaoduo knew very well in his heart and was very sure that he had gained a great harvest this time!
This gain is spiritual and spiritual. Although it cannot be transformed into material or even cultivation for the time being, it is of far-reaching significance.
At least for now, I no longer have the impetuousness I had before.
And...the kind of lack of understanding, disrespect, or...not understanding that lingered in my heart before.
Just looking at this cemetery, you will know how the comfort in the rear came.
Zuo Xiaoduo even felt that everyone from behind should come here to take a look and purify themselves.
Purify it, those who have been blinded and tainted by money and interests, fat, fat, power, position and beauty should be human souls!
We shouldn't be as numb or even impatient as we are now. It's okay to be materialistic, but we can't ignore where it all comes from.
Without these continuous tombstones, how could today's materialistic world be possible?
Only those who have been here, those who have seen all this, will be so heartbroken when they see those callous people when they go back. Only those who will feel so...feeling worthless for the heroic souls.
The next moment, there was a sound of wind.
He was already in mid-air, and mountains and rivers were passing by in a flash.
In front of us, there is a majestic pass that can be said to be a "wonderful sight"!
Ever since Zuo Xiaoduo became sensible and had memories, the words "Riyueguan" have been deeply rooted in his heart and imprinted in his mind.
Over the years since I was in school, there have been too many traces of Sun Moon Guan writing on every book!
Countless stories that make people sing and cry are familiar to us, and countless names of heroes are connected with these three words.
But this was the first time Zuo Xiaoduo really saw the legendary Riyue Pass, but he knew it at the first sight.
This is, Sun and Moon Pass!
This must be the Sun-Moon Pass!
In the whole world, only here is worthy of this name!
I saw an endless pass, a hundred feet high, standing on the mountain. The whole body exuded a color like an antique that had been patinated, and it stretched between the sky and the earth, with no end at a glance.
It is said that it is the Great Wall, but it is not because it is very wide and can accommodate countless people.
Rather than saying it is the Great Wall, it is better to say it is a large city tens of thousands of meters wide and millions of miles long, a huge city!
This is the Sun and Moon Pass!
This is the legendary Sun and Moon City!
In front of the pass, there was a bloody battle, and there was a bloody battle in more than one place!
In front of the pass are steep mountains, endless ravines, and extremely complex and difficult-to-identify terrain!
Even the entire vast land in front of the pass shows a color similar to that of the city wall of Sun Moon Pass.
As a warrior, Zuo Xiaoduo could recognize it at a glance without even needing to get too close. It was the color of dried blood.
I don’t know how much blood is needed to render such a color, probably only that kind of blood...batch after batch, generation after generation...the front ones are dried, and the back ones are sprayed on...
Constant spraying, constant drying, and constant cleaning. In the end, it can no longer be cleaned, and the heavy feeling of age will be lost after cleaning.
"This... how much blood does it take... to..."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked outside the pass, and as far as he could see, there were all these colors for thousands of miles, and he couldn't help but feel extremely shocked.
The old man stood in the air, looking at the vast land, and said coldly: "The area you can see now, and the blocked areas you can't see... are all battlefields, stretching for countless
The battlefield of time!”
"Ever since Sun Moon Pass has been connected with the stars and heroic souls and solidified for eternity, whether it is the city wall or the battlefield over there, the complete landscape is... and cannot be destroyed!"
"To this day, one must be at least a great witch, and at least a heavenly king, to be able to stir up troubles in this area. Ordinary flying warriors, fighting here, will hardly be able to splash even a tiny bit of dust..."
"Every day, even when the war is at its calmest... there are tens of thousands of warriors fighting each other on this battlefield, and killers and hunters from their respective armies are wandering around this land."
"Actually, there are only three consequences for discovering an enemy. Either they are killed, or they kill someone, or they both die together. Basically, there is no such thing as both sides suffering losses and each retreating."
"Life, in this place..."
The old man pointed with his hand, encompassing everything in front of him, and said calmly: "It's just like dust."
…………
[Add two chapters first, today’s chapter should not be broken. Ahem, please vote!]