There is a simple tea shed on the outskirts of a small town near the Canglan Mountains. There are a few people sitting in the shed. They didn't bring any luggage, and they didn't have the dust of a long journey, but they didn't look like locals. They looked rather weird. .
The owner of the tea shed is not surprised, he has seen this kind of person a lot.
Canglan Mountain is the end of the human world. There used to be a towering mountain peak here. It is said that an expert could climb along the mountain peak to the Heavenly Palace above the clouds, reborn and become a god in the upper realm. Therefore, this mountain peak is called " Tianzhu".
Because the place on the Tianzhu that communicates with gods and men is a forbidden place in the human world, all creatures in the world cannot survive near the Tianzhu, and the entire Canglan Mountain Range is barren of grass, except for the strange stones made from the bones of ancient and strange beasts. Nothing but lifeless snow-capped mountains.
No one knows what is behind the Canglan Mountains, and no one knows what lies beyond the end of the human world.
Until ten years ago, two sword qis, one clear and one turbid, pierced the sky, the pillars of the sky broke, the landslides and the ground cracked, and the fires shot up into the sky, reaching the Heavenly Palace in the upper realm. The fire rain, the original Tianzhu disappeared, and the ice and snow of thousands of years melted and turned into a mist that stretched for thousands of miles.
A year later, a touch of green appeared at the foot of Canglan Mountain, and the first grass sprouted on this lifeless land.
Three years later, people gradually came here to open up wasteland, and people found that the soil here was especially suitable for crop growth, and this place slowly became a small town.
Later, a tea shed appeared at the end of the town, providing expensive tea for those who came to visit the Canglan Mountains.
The tea shed is built at the end of the road, and further on is the unknown land.
Most travelers will stay in the small town, drink a bowl of coarse tea at the tea shed, look at the Tianzhu ruins, and say some strange words.
In the words of these people, a person called "Dugu Zhuo" was mentioned countless times.
"It's all Dugu Zhuo's fault. If it wasn't for him, Jiu Chongtian wouldn't..." When the boss brought the tea bowl to the guest officer, he heard a conversation he had already heard by heart.
The boss leaves the table and picks his ears impatiently.
He had heard about Dugu Zhuo's story for several years, and everyone heard it from hearsay. Few people had actually seen Dugu Zhuo, and what everyone talked about was just those few things.
Dugu Zhuo, a disciple of Qingtian Sword Sect, was originally a pillar that his master favored, but he did something heinous.
He covets the Xuansu twin swords that Qingtian Sword Sect has guarded for generations, and in order to win the divine sword, he frantically assassinates the previous master of Xuanjian, who is Dugu Zhuo's biological father!
Dugu Zhuo, who committed the crime of patricide, slaughtered Shimen, severely wounded Ye Zhou, the sword master of another divine sword—Su Jian, and took him away.
After that, Ye Zhou's whereabouts were unknown, and when Dugu Zhuo appeared in front of people again, he had already refined two divine swords, so Ye Zhou must have been dead.
Dugu Zhuo, holding two creation swords, stepped on the pillar of heaven, trying to become a god in the body of a sinner, but the God was furious and knocked him down to the world. Duguzhuo, who became angry from embarrassment, sacrificed his two swords and cut off the pillar of heaven. Jiuchongtian lost his pillar and fell to the world, and the world of gods ceased to exist.
There is no possibility for human cultivators to become gods, and the world of comprehension is in chaos. Countless cultivators scold Dugu Zhuo, the insane devil.
But he only dared to curse in private, if he really met Dugu Zhuo, who would dare to speak nonsense to him
The tea shed was very small, and the two guests in Taoist robes did not try to shy away from it. The scolding kept coming to the boss's ears, which made him frown in annoyance.
He is just an ordinary person who doesn't understand the love and hatred of the elders. In the view of the tea shed owner, if the Tianzhu hadn't collapsed, the imperial court sent a group of slaves here to open up wasteland. Reclaiming farmland would free him from slavery, and he would not have become a rich peasant with dozens of acres of land.
What the guest said, the owner of the tea shed could not refute, he could only pretend not to hear, staring down at the land under his feet.
It was spring, and a few weeds emerged from the crevices of the rocks on the ground. The fresh green color was very pleasing to the eye.
Most of the guests in the tea shed came to see the ruins of Tianzhu. They had a look, drank tea, sighed, and scolded Dugu Zhuo. After scolding enough, they left money and left, but the tea shed was empty by noon.
The east wind blows, even in spring, the cold wind is still a bit biting, the owner of the tea shed sees that all the customers have left, so he packs up the stall and prepares to go home.
At this time, a man in black wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a package walked into the tea shed and sat at the corner table.
"A bowl of hot tea." The man put the package on the table and made a slight "clang" sound. The package was obviously a weapon.
The boss didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly brought a large bowl of steaming hot tea.
When he put down the tea bowl, the boss inadvertently saw the man's appearance, and couldn't help being stunned.
Hey, this person is too good-looking, better than the tofu Xishi in the town, better than the white flowers in the mountains in spring, better than the snow outside the window in winter.
It is also colder than ice and snow.
The boss didn't dare to look at him directly, so he retreated to the tea room and peeked at the man in black through the gap in the shed.
He stretched out his hand to pick up the tea bowl, his fingers were well defined, thin and slender like bamboo, and the fingers on the back of his hand were covered with scars from swords, like jade stones that were broken and stuck together, giving people a shocking pain .
The man in black drank the hot tea slowly, his every move was pleasing to the eye, obviously well-bred.
He put down the empty tea bowl, did not call the boss to refill the tea, but took out a piece of warm green jade from his bosom, and looked at it quietly.
On the palm full of knife marks was the piece of excellent jade, which looked very mismatched.
The man in black frowned slightly, as if he was in a bad mood. He put his other hand on the package, and the sound of metal colliding came, and the owner of the tea shed couldn't help shrinking his neck.
At this time, a slightly chilly spring breeze blew, and an early spring apricot flower was blown onto the warm jade in the palm of the man in black. The pale pink petals made the warm jade more verdant, a color full of vitality.
The man in black looked at his palm and smiled softly. The contours of his face under the bamboo hat softened, and his murderous aura dissipated a lot with the smile.
The owner of the tea shed suddenly felt relieved, and boldly poked his head out of the tea room and asked, "Guest officer, do you want more tea?"
"No need." The man in black put down a piece of broken silver, got up and left the tea shed with the package in his hand.
The boss saw that his direction was the Canglan Mountains that no one dared to step into, so he couldn't help chasing him out, and shouted from behind: "Guest officer, there is a forbidden place ahead, and it is said that Dugu Zhuo, the world-destroying demon king, is hiding in Canglan Mountains." You can't go to practice in the Lan Mountains!"
The man in black had no intention of paying attention to the owner of the tea shed. He stopped when he heard this, turned around slightly, and lifted his bamboo hat, revealing most of his face.
His body seemed to be integrated with the Canglan Mountains shrouded in mist, and a vision that could see through the turmoil of the world fell on the boss, and his voice was full of joy and anger: "I am Dugu Zhuo."
After finishing speaking, he put down his bamboo hat, turned around and continued walking towards Canglan Mountain, and disappeared in the clouds after a while.
After he left for a long time, the owner of the tea shed sat down on the ground, tremblingly saying to himself: "Is he Dugu Zhuo?"
That demon leader Dugu Zhuo who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, murdered his father and slaughtered gods
"How could it be?" the tea shed owner murmured.
He climbed up to tidy up the tables and chairs, and saw a pale pink apricot flower with intact petals beside the tea bowl that Dugu Zhuo had used.
"Impossible." The boss said again.
The black-clothed man Dugu Zhuo, who puzzled the boss, has stepped onto Canglan Mountain at this moment. He seems to feel that his feet used to be the former site of Tianzhu, and the sound of "Cen Cen" from the package on Dugu Zhuo's back.
"Quiet." Dugu Zhuo shouted.
The contents in the package jumped twice restlessly, Dugu Zhuo unwrapped the package, and there were two broken swords inside.
The twin swords of creation in the past have now turned into four pieces of rusty scrap iron. Dugu Zhuo, who once cut off the Tianzhu and fought against the gods of Jiuxiao, also has his dantian shattered, and his time is numbered.
Dugu Zhuo picked up the plain sword, hung the piece of warm jade on the hilt of the broken sword, and waited quietly for a moment, but there was no response from the warm jade and the broken sword.
Neither here.
Going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, both places are gone.
For ten years, Dugu Zhuo has traveled to every corner of the human world, but he can't find the whereabouts of Ye Zhou's remnant soul.
There is no possibility of seeing each other again in this life, Dugu Zhuo only wants to have an afterlife, but Ye Zhou has no afterlife.
He put away the broken sword, held Nuanyu tightly, and walked firmly into the depths of the mist.
No one knows what is on the other side of the Canglan Mountains. The Tianzhu stands here, and no one can get out of this mountain range.
Even if the Tianzhu disappears, the mist will make people lose their way, or die in the blue clouds and mist, or return to the foot of the mountain.
Dugu Zhuo's current skill is about the same as that of a beginner cultivator, and there is only one dead end if he continues to move forward.
But he doesn't intend to look back. Behind him is the past that was teased by fate, his unbearable life, and the world without night boats.
Dugu Zhuo stepped forward resolutely, feeling strong resistance every step he took, as if it was difficult to move forward.
But even if he only took an inch, Dugu Zhuo would have to move an inch forward.
He walked forward step by step with difficulty, the clouds and mist covered his eyes, the cold air on the top of the mountain froze his body, and Dugu Zhuo was covered with frost. If it weren't for the warm jade in his palm that continuously sent warm currents to his body, Dugu Zhuo would have already turned into an ice sculpture.
Consciousness gradually blurred, and Dugu Zhuo couldn't help recalling half of his life in his mind, like a flashback before death.
In a daze, he seemed to see the young Yezhou jumping in the mountains and forests, fighting with several monsters.
Dugu Zhuo chuckled, Ye Zhou was his elder, when he met Ye Zhou, Ye Zhou was already the elder of Qingtian Sword Sect, standing in front of him in plain white Taoist robe, looking at him indifferently, coldly Said: "Follow me."
When they first met, Ye Zhou was tall and cold in his heart, how could he be a boy
However, it's not bad to have such hallucinations before dying, at least you can see Ye Zhou's carefree appearance.
As Dugu Zhuo thought about it, the fog in front of him gradually cleared, and the figure of the young Ye Zhou became clearer and clearer.
The boy Yezhou was dressed in white, and he was not afraid of being besieged by several monsters. He held an ordinary iron sword and fought hard to kill the monsters.
Two fists are no match for four hands, the monster kept leaving scars on the young Ye Zhou's body, Ye Zhou's complexion was pale, and he became weaker and weaker.
Even if it was an illusion, it was impossible for Dugu Zhuo to watch Ye Zhou get injured. He picked up the black broken sword from his package. This was the mysterious sword that Dugu Zhuo could get after his father died. The mysterious sword that was discarded after being obtained.
When Dugu Zhuo took the sword, the young Ye Zhou deftly distanced himself from the monster, took out a bottle of medicine and drank it, and said to himself: "It is still difficult to deal with these elite monsters with the current amount of blood. There are many types of red medicine."
The young man Ye Zhou was taking drugs to splash his blood, when he saw a man in black rushing into the group of monsters, holding a tattered iron sword, and snatching away the elite monster he had finally chopped into blood.
Ye Zhou: "..."
Dugu Zhuo's meridian had already been broken, so he could only use one move to force the Xuanjian at this moment.
Fortunately, the monsters are not too strong, and they can be slaughtered with one move.
After the monster fell down, Dugu Zhuo couldn't stand still, half kneeling on the ground, holding the handle of the black sword, trying his best to suppress the churning blood in his chest.
Even if it was an illusion, Dugu Zhuo didn't want to vomit blood in front of Ye Zhou.
After barely steadying his body, Dugu Zhuo was about to raise his head to look at Ye Zhou, when a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ear——
[Ding, you slay demons and demons, and get 3 low-grade spirit stones.]
[Ding, you slayed demons and demons, and got the cheat book "Reverse Sword Art".]
[Ding, you slay demons and demons, and get precious healing elixir and continued spirit grass.]
[Ding, you slay demons and demons, gain experience 100*6, do you want to use experience to upgrade? whether]
What's this? Dugu Zhuo was at a loss.
At this time, a strong wind brushed past his ears, and the young Ye Feng, whose wound had healed at some time, came forward with a sword against the wind, his brows were full of anger, and he shouted, "How dare you snatch me?"
Sword Qi rushed towards his face, and Dugu Zhuo's bamboo hat was torn apart. He didn't feel any changes around him, only felt that Ye Zhou in front of him was extremely real.
Dugu Zhuo stared at Ye Zhou's face, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that I have come to the next life?"
The moment he saw Dugu Zhuo's face, Ye Zhou tilted his sword tip and forcibly changed the trajectory. The sword that was supposed to pierce between his brows hung on Dugu Zhuo's shoulder and did not pierce.