Adjacent to the sword abyss directly south of the Mohai Sea.

South of Jianyuan.

Ask the immortals in the mountains.

Nail the dragon nail.

On the high mountains, the snow is white, and there is no green grass.

There are three snow lotuses blooming in the mountains and white deserts.

This snow lotus has no name, and the three of them only know that a woman named Tong Yourou told them that the largest one has grown for 20,000 years.

A plain-clothed figure hovered among the snow lotus, staggering back and forth.

Note: (彳亍: chichu, the pronunciation is the fourth tone.) It is described as walking slowly in small steps, stopping when walking, indicating hesitation. ）

Finally, as if having figured something out, he plucked one of the smallest snow lotuses.

Just after he made up his mind.

Before and after a breath, two people appeared in front of him, one left and one right.

Two people, one old and one young.

There is a wine gourd on the old man's waist, and the tip of his nose is red, obviously he is drunk and dreaming of death on weekdays, and he is not happy without alcohol.

A young man, with his hair tied up and holding beads, a red headband rattling in the gale.

The two of them, one is eleven realms, and the other is twelve realms.

It was supposed to be out of the sky.

"Brother Yokogawa, the battle for the northern land is about to begin, and the Northern Immortal Kunren is about to soar. "The man with the hair is named Gallo.

Now there are not many living people who still remember his name, and when he was in the limelight before, the world called him the god of wind.

All the winds in the world are his hands and ears.

Where there is wind, as long as he knows, he can come in an instant.

Today, he came over to remind this man specifically, hoping that he, an outsider, would not force himself into the game and be a person in the way.

The man who is the party knows this.

The battle for the Northland is also the battle for the Mandate of Heaven.

On every piece of land, for a period of time, only one person is allowed to break through the sky and ascend.

Just like the position of the divine beast god, there are many types of powerful divine beasts, and there is only one king.

That's the strongest one in a long period of time.

The same is true of the supreme position of the human race, which can only accommodate one person at a time.

The world calls this kind of illusory opportunity luck.

In the cultivation world, a certain level of powerful immortal body is called the Mandate of Heaven.

Destiny of Heaven, Destiny of God.

Only by returning to the destiny of heaven can we soar through the sky, achieve the honor of the emperor of the immortals, break the shackles of the ten realms, and enter the Xuantong realm.

In the last battle for the Northlands, the Kun people in the North Sea lost.

Therefore, Duan Hengchuan became the supreme of that era.

The last Son of Destiny was Li Xiuhuan, and no one could compete with him for the supreme position.

However, he himself gave up again.

Missed twice, the Kunren will definitely not give up this time.

He will surely make a comeback and fight for the fate that is yet to be known!

However, this is all after the death.

Probably thousands of years after he left.

The man felt that he could not see these things, so he did not pay attention to them.

He nodded, motioning to hear.

Not much to say.

The man's silence was a clear sign, and the old man was somewhat reluctant to see him make such a choice.

"Xiao Chuanzi, you should pick the one that grows the best, your one is a little tender. ”

The old man with the red nose has many names, but he has only done one thing, and that is to collect corpses.

Seeing that the man had plucked the snow lotus, the old man felt that he had to collect the body of his friend again.

The red-nosed old man said to the man earnestly, with some pity between his words, as if complaining about why he didn't pick the oldest flower.

The people who were called Brother Yokokawa and Kokawako silently put the snow lotus into the objects at hand.

He doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, and his big name is Duan Hengchuan.

He used to be the sword god in the sea of ink.

The sword abyss thousands of miles away was a masterpiece of his momentary resentment.

Nearly fifteen hundred years later, Mother Earth's wounds show no signs of healing, and there are faint signs of deterioration.

He felt guilty because it was he who had blocked the vitality of the Mohai Terran with his own hands.

"Li Xiu and I are still the same kind of people, so it's better not to waste strange things. ”

After speaking, Duan Hengchuan didn't know how to go down with his sword and left Wanzhang Mountain.

After Duan Hengchuan left, there were only two people left on Wanzhang Mountain at this time, Gai Luo and the corpse collector.

One old and one young, you look at me, I look at you.

Their opinion is actually the same, that is, they are unanimous with the outside world.

However, Duan Hengchuan, who was clearly almost 4,000 years old, somehow only wanted to make up for his mistakes.

They couldn't think of an answer for a while, and they were speechless for each other.

After a while, the old man couldn't hold back his words and said, "Xiao Chuanzi wasn't like this before. ”

Gallo nodded, "I know. ”

The old man said again: "I think he felt guilty when he saw that Li Xiu, who was also from Mohai, gave up his ascension and chose to save the world." ”

Gallo nodded again: "I agree. ”

The old man continued: "Actually, according to the long-term perspective, Xiao Chuanzi's choice is wrong. Very willful, not very responsible. ”

Gallo's head nodded numbly, and he agreed, "I think so too." ”

The old man couldn't figure it out and asked, "Then why can't Xiao Chuanzi, who is in the same realm as you, even if he dies?"

Gallo was a little embarrassed to hear that he was being compared, and said, "I don't know, maybe it's because I've lived a little longer than him." ”

Live long and see clearly?

Is that the truth?

If so, then why is the woman named Tong Yourou so optimistic about Xiao Chuanzi?

Ask the Immortal Mountains, among the four people in the Xuantong Realm, the eldest is definitely the woman who has stayed here since the Great Array of Immortals was arranged.

Suddenly, the old man with the red nose thought of a question.

He was surprised: "You are also from Mohai, why do you have a different opinion from Xiao Chuanzi?"

Gallo smiled awkwardly and said, "I just participated in a human meeting in Mohai, and when I was born, that place was still called the Northern Underworld. ”

The implication is that I was born here, but I am not here.

The old man was a little incomprehensible and said bluntly: "Your statement is untenable. ”

"Just as no two leaves are exactly the same, no one can step into the same river twice," Gallo explains. ”

"Brother Yokokawa has chosen to do this now. He used to agree with us. ”

Hearing Gallo say this, the red-nosed old man was thoughtful.

After a few breaths, he nodded and let out a sigh.

"The most difficult thing in the world to grasp is the gradual change of people's hearts under the washing of years. ”

As he spoke, the old man took out the wine gourd and poured a large sip of wine into his stomach.

The chest and abdomen, which were originally cool, quickly became warm because of the washing of the wine.

He looked at the snow lotus plant that had been plucked by Duan Hengchuan, and secretly asked in his heart: When will you be able to grow as before?

The wind god Gailo looked at Duan Hengchuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the Asking Immortal Mountains and refining the snow lotus, and always felt that he was different from them.

What's the difference?

Gallo thought for a moment and said secretly.

Could it be that he is now choosing to be a living person again?

But in this case, what is his purpose in becoming an immortal?

Gallo muttered to himself, unable to find an answer.

As Gallo pondered and wondered, the wind between heaven and earth also whined.