A man is born, whether he is a mortal or a monk.

The saddest thing is that the face is old and the hero is twilight.

Climbing in the dust, there are thousands of people who don't want to live.

Rest in peace, and sleep well in case of death.

This is the way of heaven, and living beings can never change it!

The barbarian king closed the year of the monk's death.

Dong Chu.

A forbidden mountain behind the main palace of the Chu family.

This place is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there are many ecstasy formations in the mountains, which are rarely visited.

In a cave on the mountain.

The Nine Statues have returned from the Great War.

At this time, he stood in front of a wounded man covered in fairy yarn, mourning without knowing what to say, and stood quietly looking forward to it.

The breath of the person in front of him was weak, and his life was in danger.

It feels like he swallowed it in one gulp and probably didn't spit it out.

Clearly, he had reached the point where he was seriously injured and dying.

He is the one who fought with the four operas in the world a year ago.

A high-sounding emperor.

Jiuzun finally said the first sentence: "Can you recover?"

Seeing his former companion become such a miserable appearance, Jiuzun couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Once a person is old, it is difficult to maintain his demeanor and dignity.

Mortal old people sometimes have difficulty walking, and if there is no one to take care of them, they have to crawl on the ground with their faces against the ground mixed with chicken and dog feces.

Young people who have not seen the traces left by the old man's struggle on the ground will not be able to understand the sorrow of aging.

Nowhere is this more evident than in lonely people.

If you live alone, no one will help you when you are really in the twilight, and you can't drink a sip of warm water.

Either starve to death, or look for food on the ground like a dog.

This is the status quo of mortals.

For immortals, they are not much more decent than mortals when they are old.

There are always loose cultivators in the world, and they will be lonely and lonely in their lives.

Those who are in the twilight of their cultivation are the most easily moved, and they are ruthless all their lives, and when they are about to die, they can't withstand the sorrow of the years urging people to grow old, and suicide with a knife has become a luxury.

As a result, there are so many inheritances in the caves in the world.

The four operas in the world and the high-sounding eight people, in a sense, although they are in the big clan, they are actually living in isolation, which is no different from casual cultivation.

In the past, the subordinates would not let themselves die like this.

Now that he has fallen into this appearance, he is both helpless and sad.

The four dramas in the world and the high-sounding eight people, although they are contradictions, are almost the same in combat power, and there are relative strengths and weaknesses between individuals.

Among the four plays, the error tolerance rate of ugly moves is the highest, and the same is true of the high-sounding emperors.

Therefore, they are still a little bit better than the others.

This point is meaningless if you don't care about life and death.

Although the other people have never served each other in their lives, everyone knows that they can't tell each other because everyone is sitting on this bench in Dongchu.

Every time you learn, everyone will have a tacit understanding to leave a little strength.

For outsiders, it's generally how to kill fast.

Excluding the element of enjoying the deliberate torture of the opponent, dealing with the enemy is actually a waste of your time.

This can be seen when the nine people who align with the door make a move.

Jiuzun was in a hurry, except for saying a few more words of sarcasm at the end, there was nothing else to communicate.

Once the position is clear, victory and defeat and life and death can be separated in a battle.

Many people in the world, including some people in the era of Eastern Chu, felt that the descendants without the Demon Domain had no soul, and their combat power would be greatly reduced.

However, even if there is no Demon Domain, the battle that the subordinate should win is still not lost, but the price of victory is to leave the field with serious injuries, and the end is very unsatisfactory.

Jiuzun looked at this companion who was wrapped like a corpse, and was very afraid that his next person would die, and he would not be able to get up if he fell.

If the next person dies again, he will be the only one left of the eight people with four spears and four shields.

At that time, the burden of Dong Chu fell on his shoulders, which caused all his actions to affect the pattern of Dong Chu.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a sense of suffocation with a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, which is so sad.

Jiuzun himself is also old, how many years has it lasted?

There is no moment that makes Jiuzun feel the taste of loneliness more than standing in front of a person who is on the verge of death now.

When Jiuzun looked at the next person, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

As if feeling pity, the subordinate raised his eyelids with a little strength, and said in disgust: "Are you afraid that Lao Tzu will die?"

If you say something, the breath is as thin as a gossamer, as if it will be broken in the next moment.

However, Jiuzun still had a hint of joy in his heart, it was better to be able to speak than not to be able to speak.

"There are some things I'd like to hear from you. Jiuzun knew that it was wrong to annoy him with things at this time.

However, the stakes are so high that you have to ask.

The subordinate knew what was going on, and said angrily: "We don't have the right to make decisions, let the two masters of light and darkness toss." ”

As the name suggests, the next person is the next person.

He knows who he is, whether he is there or not, he never exceeds the rules.

This is loyalty.

Jiuzun frowned, what the person said was not pleasant at all.

That's it, the poisonous tongue and sharp teeth of the subordinates have always been like this.

A broken mouth spits a sharp blade, and I don't know how many women have secretly promised him in his life.

Deserve.

"I'm here to ask you, I never give advice to the two masters, sometimes I tell them a little bit of secrets that were unknown in the past, and it is they who finally decide. Jiuzun wanted to leave, but still explained.

"Then what are you doing here? Don't you know that I'm going to die in a fight? You won't maliciously come here to see my jokes, will you?" The subordinate narrowed his eyes, thinking that this old thing was not at ease.

Jiuzun raised his eyebrows: Yes, kindness should be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

The color of their personal personalities is too distinct, which is the fundamental reason why the eight of them rarely get together and drink and talk.

"Some people say things like they've just eaten, and they stink. I'm here to ask you something. Jiuzun really regretted feeling sad for his subordinates just now, and regretted that he wanted to chop off his mouth.

"If you have something, just ask. The subordinate closed his eyes, and his breath tended to be empty.

"Do you think you've been able to swing left and right?" said Jiuzun bluntly.

"Did they change people?" asked the servant.

"Of course not, as always, it is still Li Qingyue and Cao Yifang. "Jiuzun Xin said how do you ask this, if you are replaced, do you still need to ask you?

"Oh, that's changed. Cao Yizhen has only officially joined Changge as a huan for more than 50 years, I can barely fight with Li Qingyue, between victory and defeat, it is difficult for me to win Cao Yizhen. What the hell do you want to ask?" the subordinate had a relationship with the penny man, and he knew a little about the situation of Changge Danghuan, and said slowly.

Intuition told the subordinates that Jiuzun was not trying to ask him something.

"Does it matter if I can't beat them?" the subordinate was puzzled, and he wouldn't fight.

Moreover, when it is time to fight, the opponent has to find a way to fight.

It's not about the opponent.

The only difference is that the result of winning and defeating is different.

Jiuzun hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you think I can fight?"

In a word, the temperature in the cave dropped by one degree.

It was as if a gust of wind had hit, taking away a trace of the heat of blood.

Jiuzun's words had a cold battle intent and a breath of death in them.

The subordinates knew that the old thing Jiuzun would never doubt his strength.

He inherited the hand of God, and he has long since stopped taking the world into account.

So, hearing this question, the next person opened his eyes.

Looking at the Nine Venerables again, the subordinate did not see a trace of timidity and vacillation in his eyes.

This shows that Jiuzun wants to fight.

Or rather, Jiuzun thinks that he needs to fight, and he must fight.

Then, knowing the winner is no longer important.

"Why do you want to be their enemy and go to fight them?" the subordinate said bluntly, "They are only six or seven people, and they can live a quiet life, and they will never be the enemy of our Dongchu." ”

However, Jiuzun shook his head.

"It's not a question of being an enemy, I think it's very likely that Yan Aoki will die at their hands. That Li Qingyue was the nephew of the First Emperor. Changge's method of being happy is very strange, maybe there is a way to take the hat. "Jiuzun has a hunch.

Even if the penny man walked around with a penny on his back, his soul eyes could not see him.

Such a person is like a rootless duckweed, born in heaven and earth, but it seems that there is no support between heaven and earth.

It's so weird.

Jiuzun couldn't understand it and had to guard against it.

The subordinate sighed and said, "Yan Aoki may really be dead, but you are still clinging." ”

"Your Excellency said that when the emperor raised the butcher's knife to cut off the head of the first innocent Chu family, it was actually the beginning of the demise of the Chu family. Jiuzun paused, and then said, "At that time, only by fighting the clan can you escape death, otherwise the Chu family will be doomed." There is no difference between Li Qingyue's killing of Yan Aoki and the first emperor's killing of Yan Aoki. ”

The subordinate was a little moved when he heard this, and like the Nine Venerables, he was also one of the loyal believers of the Venerable.

The words left by His Excellency have not missed a single trace so far, and he is convinced.

"Then prepare for war, and help me drag on for a few years. The servant closed his eyes again and settled down.

There is only one thing he has to do now, race against time to regain his strength, and then pick up the sword and become the shield of the Chu family.

Jiuzun nodded.

The opinions of the two reached a consensus on this, just like those people in the upper echelons of the Chu family outside.

It's so rare, so the best.

"Okay, let's go. ”

Jiuzun slowly turned around, stepped on the air, did not make a sound, and left with the wind.

After the Nine Venerables left, the servant sighed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The world is too mysterious and profound.

Sometimes it's so cruel that you want to take your own life;

Sometimes it's hard to hide your pride;

Sometimes it's too good to believe;

Sometimes it's so lingering that it's reluctant;

"Your Excellency, how did you leave us without a trace of nostalgia?"

"Are you really a golden cicada out of its shell?"

"Your subordinates, I miss you!"

There was a murmur between heaven and earth, and an old tear squeezed out of the corner of the next person's eye.