While the market in the small town at the foot of Lingshan Mountain was busy, there was silence in the Ten Thousand Sword Valley of Hidden Sword Pavilion.
Here outside the valley there is frost and snow, while inside the valley there are clouds and mist and a little dew.
The eldest brother sat quietly in front of the grave of Ling Tian Thirteen Swords, motionless. The wine gourd in front of him had already been drunk and fell to the ground. The eldest brother noticed that a drop of water slowly trickled down from the mouth of the gourd. , the last drop of wine stretched from the spout of the pot, bit by bit, pulling out a long and thin straight line, but eventually it broke off, dripped on the ground, broke into countless water splashes, and then quickly immersed in the soil ,Disappear.
The senior brother stared blankly at the last drop of wine in the jug, feeling emotional for a moment and filled with emotion.
This wine pot is like the Hidden Sword Pavilion. It has dried up. The last drop of wine flowing out, the senior brother feels that it is himself. Sooner or later, he will leave the wine pot like this last drop of wine and drip on the soil. In it, blend into one with the common people on the earth.
But... when will this day come
The senior brother vaguely felt that this day was probably not too far away.
The most important thing is that in the eyes of the senior brother, not only can he not see the desire to win, but he can't even see the desire to survive. He no longer knows what the meaning of his continued life is.
Senior brother can now see that Zangjian Pavilion no longer needs him at all. If Li Chengfeng single-handedly brings Zangjian Pavilion out of the abyss of despair, then he will definitely be the next Chaotian Que, and Zangjian Pavilion will definitely be the next one. The master of the resurgence of the Sword Pavilion, he must have enough power and prestige at that time to lead the Hidden Sword Pavilion to its next glory.
But if Li Chengfeng fails this time, as he expected, he and the Cangjian Pavilion will fall into the abyss of eternal destruction. The Cangjian Pavilion, which has been glorious for hundreds of years, will be like his Xiyue Li family. They will die together, become part of the dust of history, and eventually be slowly forgotten.
But all this is not the saddest thing for the senior brother. The saddest thing is that the senior brother realizes that no matter whether it is victory or defeat, success or failure, it has nothing to do with him.
If Li Chengfeng wins, he will become a hero that attracts everyone's attention, and he will become a clown who obstructs the hero; if Li Chengfeng loses, he will be buried with Li Chengfeng, and eventually be buried with the Thirteen Swords of Lingtian .
With such an ending, for a man who has spent decades of hard work and put all his efforts into Hidden Sword Pavilion, he gritted his teeth and endured no matter whether it was a question or a blow, and even sometimes, he had to do things that went against his wishes and principles. The purpose of this thing is just to keep Hidden Sword Pavilion alive. This is too cruel!
It can even be said that for the sake of his beliefs, the senior brother has gone crazy. His obsession forced Sun Yongcai and others away. His obsession also forced Ouyang Nan, who had followed him for many years, to part ways with him and follow a newbie. Go behind the new junior brother.
Yes, he is a stoic person who doesn't like to talk, but he is also extremely proud in his heart. It is this pride that prevents him from lowering his arrogant head to his opponents in the most difficult times.
But at this time, his pride was torturing his heart like poison, gnawing at his soul.
"Big loser brother, big loser brother, big loser brother, big loser brother, big loser brother..." These three words echoed in his mind like a curse, making the senior brother almost crazy.
But... what's the use of going crazy
What can he change
The first round of the assessment battle has come to an end. As the acting master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the senior brother did not even enter the second round!
This is simply a shame!
But the eldest brother knew very well in his heart that his heart was dead. In the past, there was still a strong motivation driving him to persist in resisting and never give up. But after Li Chengfeng appeared and successfully seized "power", he couldn't stop feeling in his heart. This motivation is gone!
Humiliation... Then let's be humiliated. Anyway, it's not like I haven't been humiliated before.
The senior brother closed his eyes and sighed, and was about to get up and leave when he saw a figure stumble in. He only glanced at it and frowned.
The person in front of him was Ouyang Nan. He was very drunk and staggered, and the smell of alcohol hit his face.
Although the eldest brother himself also drinks, he has always been very restrained and has never been drunk. Especially Wanjian Valley is the important place of Hidden Sword Pavilion. Ouyang Nan rushed in so inelegantly, which is obviously against the rules and regulations.
The eldest brother frowned and scolded in a low voice: "How unbecoming it is to be drunk like mud in broad daylight!"
Ouyang Nan glanced at the eldest brother drunkenly, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the eldest brother, you came early! Come on, come on, don't leave, have a few more drinks with me."
The senior brother said displeasedly: "Ouyang Nan, do you know where this place is?"
Ouyang Nan looked around with confused eyes and said, "Isn't this... the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords? I, I came here right."
The senior brother said slightly angrily: "I know it's Wanjian Valley, but I'm still drunk! Isn't that ridiculous!"
Ouyang Nan raised his head and laughed. He put the wine bottle in his mouth again, raised his head and took a big sip: "What's the point? I've been eliminated anyway, and there's nothing left for me next." That’s it, why can’t you drink, why can’t you drink here?”
The senior brother said angrily: "This is the place where senior brothers and uncles are buried. How can you be allowed to be so debauched!"
Ouyang Nan staggered and looked at his senior brother sideways. He smiled, but there was a trace of sadness in his smile: "I will be buried here in the future anyway. What's wrong? I've already been eliminated. , what else is there to care about?"
The senior brother angrily stepped forward and grabbed Ouyang Nan by the collar, and said angrily: "This is a place where swords are hidden, so don't be arrogant!!"
Ouyang Nan also grabbed the senior brother's collar with his backhand, and roared with a red face: "Elder brother! We are finished, haven't you noticed, we are finished!! We didn't even get past the first round! We are completely finished! ! Even if Hidden Sword Pavilion can make a comeback, we are all doomed!!"
As a senior brother, Ouyang Nan actually despised Han Tianxing deep down in his heart. Although Han Tianxing had been making him slowly change, he really didn't believe that Han Tianxing could pass the first round of assessment.
But now... Han Tianxing, whom he looked down upon, not only passed the final bloody battle, but also won the recognition of the master of the Tianlong Sword. From then on, he was just around the corner to soar into the sky.
But his senior brother who had practiced for more than twenty years... was eliminated in the first round!
If Han Tianxing was eliminated, Ouyang Nanwu would be hurt by others, and he would not hesitate to sympathize and comfort him, but now Han Tianxing squeezed into the last train, and he, the veteran, was left to watch the new junior brother from afar as he traveled thousands of miles away.
The feeling is truly indescribable!
Ouyang Nan's screams of grief and anger also deeply touched the senior brother's weakness. He took a deep look at Ouyang Nan, let go of his hand, and walked out without looking back.
Behind the eldest brother's somewhat rickety-looking figure came Ouyang Nan's crying screams: "We are finished!! Senior brother, we are all finished!!"
The senior brother gradually walked out of the valley, and was greeted by the slightly dazzling sunlight. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the changing white clouds in the sky. Then he sighed softly, lowered his head and walked away, gradually Walking further and further away, the figure gradually merges with the valley.