"You have to give me an explanation."
An old man with half gray hair sat quietly on a bamboo chair. In front of him was a pool, and behind him, a young-looking man in a purple robe was questioning the old man with a hint of uncontrollable anger.
This man in a purple robe looks to be in his twenties, his hair is tied behind his head with a purple ribbon, he is tall and tall, and his facial features are also very handsome, especially The nose looks taller than the average person, but the complexion on his face is too fair, without the slightest trace of blood, it looks like white jade, even in the sun, it still shimmers slightly cold. Coupled with the two large white round earrings on his ears, it added a bit of a strange atmosphere.
Tadpole-like runes flowed on his purple robe, exuding strong mana fluctuations. But if you see this person for the first time, the first thing that catches your attention is definitely the person's feet.
On the ground about ten feet below the man's feet, bursts of faint blue brilliance shone. This faint blue brilliance was like a hexagonal blue jade plate with strange patterns under his feet. But this brilliance like a faint blue jade plate is just the atmosphere formed by the mana fluctuations on his body.
This kind of forbidding weather made him act like he was floating along a faint blue jade plate, instead of walking.
He questioned the gray-haired old man in front of him coldly and angrily. The two large white round earrings on his ears were shaking slightly, and the whole world behind him seemed to vibrate faintly.
It seemed that the whole world was shaking because of his anger.
This kind of subdued aura can only appear in such strong people as Kuang Wuxin and Qi Liancheng.
"What explanation?"
The gray-haired old man turned around slightly. The old man's back looks very peaceful. He is wearing an ordinary hemp-yellow robe, and his body doesn't seem to have any mana fluctuations. Except for the messy hair hanging down, he seems to be no different from ordinary old people. What a difference. But the appearance of the old man who turned around was indescribably terrifying.
The old man's left face seemed to be smashed by some blunt instrument, and it was completely shattered. Although all the wounds had healed, the flesh and blood in many places was completely gone. Under the hideous and terrifying wounds, thick bones were exposed. His left arm was also broken, and the sleeve hung empty on the chair below him.
This is a crippled old man in his dying years, because even half of his face is covered with deep wrinkles as deep as knives and black or brown spots that only real old people have. But his only intact eye is very vivid, rippling with vitality, as if there is a vivid picture in it, making it easy for people to just look at it and be attracted by his eyes.
"What explanation?"
The young man in a purple robe took a step forward, the hexagonal blue brilliance under his feet made his face seem to have bursts of white light and blue light alternately, "You called all the night lights under my seat. Demons, don't you need to give me any explanation?"
"What do I need to explain?" The gray-haired old man didn't stand up, his intact eyes seemed to be looking at the young man with interest, as if he didn't feel the powerful power emanating from the purple-robed man at all, "Ling Shi Tian, since both you and Lao San have been defeated by me, your subordinates are still all my subordinates in the past ten years. I have called your subordinates, and I have also called the blood Yan Luo of the third son."
"you!"
The body of the young man in the purple robe suddenly tightened, and the hexagonal blue brilliance that naturally emanated from his feet seemed to tighten slightly, but a terrifying aura seemed to appear in his body, like something extremely terrifying In the next moment, it will suddenly appear in this world.
But at this moment, the gray-haired old man smiled, "Of course I don't need to explain to you, but if you have something you don't understand and want to ask me, then don't go through that line, I may be able to explain it to you." Tell you." After a pause, looking at the purple-robed man who stopped suddenly, the gray-haired old man continued, "It seems that although you have completely refined your demonic heart, your xinxing is still more or less If you don't pay attention to these things, after ten years, you may not even be able to beat the third child."
Behind the gray-haired old man, there is a line, which is a shallow line carved on the stone. It was crooked, as if some urchin had randomly drawn it with a stone on the ground, but this line seemed to have some special meaning to both the gray-haired old man and the purple-robed man. After hearing the old man's words, the purple-robed man stopped within three feet of the line.
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"Why?"
After a slight silence, the faint anger in the purple-robed man's eyes disappeared, but even so, the blue brilliance under his feet and his white jade-like face still naturally exuded a heart-stopping chill.
"Are you talking about why I agreed to cooperate with Kuang Wuxin?" The gray-haired old man's only good eye looked at him vividly, "Or are you referring to something else?"
"Let's just talk about this first." The purple-robed man sneered, "You don't really think that after Kuang Wuxin takes control of Kunlun, he will give us a piece of the pie, right?"
"I never thought so." The old man shrugged his shoulders and said mockingly, "But I will not refuse to do anything that may weaken Kunlun's strength."
"You mean..." The purple-robed man was startled and frowned. Suddenly, the look in his eyes seemed to change from that of a sworn enemy to that of a teacher.
"Whether it's Kuang Wuxin or Huang Wushen, as long as there is such an existence as Kunlun, it doesn't make much difference to us." A strange smile appeared on the old man's face, "And I don't think Kuang Wuxin You will definitely be able to defeat Huang Wushen."
The purple-robed man continued to think, frowning and said: "So you promised Kuang Wuxin and sent so many of our subordinates to help him, just to let Kunlun lose more strength, but you said you didn't think Kuang Wuxin If we can defeat Huang Wushen, then our strength must also suffer a heavy loss."
"If Kuang Wuxin is really not Huang Wushen's opponent, then few of our people will come back." There was a tragic aura faintly exuding from the old man's body. The real peerless war, the aura that only those who survived that kind of peerless war will have on their bodies. Even King Beiming, who survived the battle of Zhaoyao Mountain and was looking at the direction where Qilian City was leaving that day, did not have such aura on him.
The old man exuding this unique tragic aura said silently: "But if we can use five points of our strength and let Kunlun lose four or five points of strength, it will be worth it."
The purple-robed man was silent for a moment, then nodded.
He is very clear that if everyone loses half, they are literally equal, but if a giant like Kunlun loses half, the gap between himself and Kunlun will shrink invisibly. The simplest reason... If you use the simplest calculation, for example, there are two armies, one has 2,000 people, and the other has 20,000 people. The original gap was 18,000 gaps. But if they are all lost in half, one side becomes one thousand, and the other becomes ten thousand, the difference between them is only nine thousand.
The reason why he came to question the old man before was not because he didn't want to do anything, but just wanted to stay here. He also knew very well in his heart that when Kunlun almost controlled the whole world, Kunlun's strength was snowballing, and they must take the initiative to do something, otherwise, according to his calculations, Kunlun might be dead in less than ten years. There are enough places to wipe out here... Sweep the entire Zhanzhou swamp.
In the end, regardless of whether Kuang Wuxin won or Huang Wushen won, from this point of view, the choice made by the old man was undoubtedly correct. Because based on their strength alone, even if none of those sent out could return, it would be impossible for Kunlun to lose more than 40% of his strength. '
"I know you sent someone to help Luobei."
The purple-robed man stopped scolding the gray-haired old man, and calmed down, "What are you trying to do? Let Kunlun lose more strength? With just a few of them, it is impossible to kill him. Get Qilian Liancheng. If you really want to kill him, I will go with the third child."
"I don't have such an idea. I can't imagine what kind of vortex will be rolled up between Qilian City and Luobei, what kind of power will be triggered, and I don't want you two to be involved. This is a battle between Kunlun and Luofu. With our strength, it is not easy to intervene, and we have already put so much in Kuang Wuxin. If there is more damage here, Kunlun can be damaged. With 60% strength, I am afraid that we will be easily wiped out in the future." The old man shook his head, his gray hair swept over half of his broken face, "I don't want to put all my eggs in one basket like Ming Ruo Li. Although this is clear, it is too risky. I let them go, just let them convey a meaning to Luobei at the right time... At certain times, when necessary, our Zhanzhou Marsh will Stand by his side. No matter from the perspective of Luofu's consistent behavioral principles or Luo Bei, if the kindness we conveyed is appropriate, he will not forget our kindness in the future."
After a pause, the gray-haired old man suddenly looked at the purple-robed man and said, "If you really want to make a move, you can go to Kunlun with the third child."
"To Kunlun?"
"Yes. Go to Kunlun." The gray-haired old man nodded, "You two, don't meddle in the affairs between Kuang Wuxin and Huang Wushen. But if you can leave safe and sound, if you have If it is possible to hurt Huang Wushen, you will take one shot. As long as you hurt him."
"Waiting for a chance to injure Huang Wushen?" The purple-robed man shook his head in confusion, "I want to know the reason. Because I know that the third child may not be able to understand the reason."
"In a mountain forest, there lived a lion. The lion could eat whoever it wanted, and no one dared to resist, because no matter what kind of animal it was, it was no match for it. One day when it wanted to eat a cow, The cow couldn't help but fight back, and it accidentally got hurt a little bit. But after a few days, the lion died. It wasn't because the bull hurt its wound, because the cow just let it break It just bleed a little. It still easily killed the cow and ate the cow." In the only intact eye of the old man, there was a wise and vivid brilliance, "This lion is dead. , just because other animals began to feel that... so it can bleed and be injured. If cattle can hurt it, they can also hurt it. So there are wolves, tigers... many beasts began to challenge it and hurt it , and this lion that once ruled the entire forest died like this."
"Kunlun and Huangwushen are just such a lion... Some people have stood up to fight against Kunlun, but this is not enough. After Huangwushen's cultivation has reached its peak, no one has ever been able to defeat him or hurt him. No one knows how high his cultivation base is. Although he may only be a little higher than Kuang Wuxin, or similar to the current Kuang Wuxin. But as long as Kunlun is still as powerful, there will still be such an existence as him , but not many people will stand on the opposite side of Kunlun and him. If you can hurt him, or even make people feel that he is under the great threat of being killed, there will be more and more strength, dare To wear down Kunlun's strength."
The purple-robed man took a deep breath and let it out slowly. After a while, he suddenly couldn't help cursing, "No wonder I have been practicing for so many years, but I still can't beat you, an old bastard. I definitely can't think of your reasoning."
"In terms of training time, I have been much longer than you. But you will definitely defeat me one day. Because I have lived for so many years, you just need to be careful. When my life is exhausted, you will definitely I'm still alive." The old man grinned, "But you and the third child must be careful, and you can only do it when you are 100% sure that both of you are absolutely safe and that you can injure Huang Wushen. Make a move, otherwise, absolutely don’t make a move.”
"You old thing, are you really old? Are you so concerned about our safety?" the purple-robed man scolded.
"Ling Shitian, you are mistaken. I am concerned about my own safety." The old man said, "To Kunlun and Huang Wushen, we are definitely more intrusive than Zhaoyao Mountain. Because the first flag they raised was To eradicate us, and I always feel that it is because the three of us are fine that Kunlun did not attack us. If one of you two accidentally loses his life, it may not be too many days, and I will also Follow you."
"Okay, I accept your statement." Although the old man spoke very ruthlessly, the purple-robed man was not angry. He turned around and seemed to want to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned and looked at the old man, " I have one last question... A broken lotus flower, what is so beautiful, it is worth looking at all day long, and you have to draw a line on the ground, for fear that the mana fluctuations on my body will kill your broken lotus flower Lotus?"
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In front of the old man is a lotus pond.
A very simple lotus pond made of bluestones, and the railings are also simple stone strips stacked together, without half a sense of beauty.
In the lotus pond with a radius of less than ten feet, there are a few thin lotus leaves floating, and a white and slightly pink lotus blooming.
In a pool of green water, this lotus was very ordinary... even a bit crippled, just like what the man in purple robe said, it was just a broken lotus, and it really didn't have much to look at.
But when he heard the last question from the purple-robed man, the old man's eyes showed a complicated look. "Some things are precious because they are rare and not available."
The purple-robed man thought about it again, and seemed to realize something, but he also seemed to be a little annoyed, annoyed that in his own capacity, he was useless in front of the old man, and there was nothing comparable to him. So after pausing his feet, the purple-robed man didn't say anything, and disappeared from the old man's sight with a gloom of light under his feet.
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The location of the old man, if viewed from a high altitude, looks like a small black island.
But if you look closely, you can see clearly that the island where he is located is not a lake, nor is it a sea area, but a large lake surrounded by black water and mud. This lake is like the valley full of death and bones in the Zhaoyao Mountain of King Bei Ming.
The difference is that in this infinitely vast swamp, there are sparsely reed-like plants growing there.
It's just....In the swamp as far as the eye can see, including the infinitely vast, dead swamp, including the graveyard-like islands in the swamp, there is only this one pool like the one in front of the old man. Only in this pond is this lotus blooming.
This infinitely vast swampland is the legendary Zhanzhou marshland where the most masters of cultivating magic arts gather! It is a place that no Taoist ascetic in the world would dare to enter lightly.
"Because there is none, it is precious."
The old man knew that the purple-robed man might not understand the true meaning of what he said. In fact, he didn't fully tell the purple-robed man. For example, when he understood the truth, he could understand it only because he heard that Yuan Tianyi attacked Kunlun. He also didn't understand why Yuan Tianyi did that before. Because although Yuan Tianyi's spells are flawed, in the eyes of others, it is the best choice to die vigorously while his power is not exhausted, but the old man knows that with Luo Fu's way of doing things, Yuan Tianyi will not do this " silly" thing. According to his usual method, he doesn't need to go directly to Kunlun, but can easily attack in secret, killing countless Kunlun masters, and weakening Kunlun's strength until the day when his own strength is exhausted.
But when the lotus bloomed, the old man suddenly understood. Those masters who can be easily killed, even the characters among the top ten golden immortals, are not the root of Kunlun. Kunlun, represented by Huang Wushen, is the most unshakable thing in Kunlun.
Yuan Tianyi went to Kunlun to fight with Huang Wushen because he wanted to shake the foundation of Kunlun. What Yuan Tianyi did was to bring the greatest damage to Kunlun. This is also the principle that Luo Fu has always acted on. It's a pity that Huang Wushen seemed to realize this and chose to endure. So although Yuan Tianyi killed so many Kunlun masters, even though he and Luobei have now stood up to fight Kunlun... There are already people who dare to fight Kunlun, but this is not enough...
The old man admitted that Yuan Tianyi was a character who surpassed him, and Huang Wushen... the character who could make Yuan Tianyi fall short in the end, although he also borrowed the power of Kunlun, but it also made the old man feel in his heart that Huang Wushen was also far away. above him.
However, looking at the broken lotus that the purple-robed man said, the frightening old man smiled slightly.
Zhanzhou swampland, where it is extremely difficult to grow other plants, has produced such a lotus after all. Although people like Yuan Tianyi and Luobei are rare and precious, they are not without them. In this world, there are always some people who are unwilling to live according to the wishes of others.
The old man's smile at this time was very warm and happy.
"It is said that there are many lotus flowers in Kunlun, many lotus flowers that grow in the stone milk agaric liquid... But there are so many, maybe Huang Wushen's mood when looking at those lotus flowers is not as good as when I look at this lotus flower?" The old man smiled. He said, thinking so in his heart.
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(The second update is here~~ It’s a bit late, but the total number of words today is nearly ten thousand, and the third update is enough. Huo Huo, continue tomorrow! 0