The old man stood up and walked forward with Zuo Xiaoduo.
Finally we arrived at a group of tombstones.
This group of tombstones is obvious but a little different from the previous ones. There are no names or photos on them, only numbers.
"Star Soul Demon Lord Thirty-six, One!"
From one to thirty-six, not one less.
The old man's face became visibly gloomy.
Here, all of my team members are here, without a single one left.
Wine jars flew into the air, and countless bottles of wine poured down from the air like waterfalls.
"Old brothers, I'm here to see you." The old man said softly.
Jars of wine were casually brought out, as if moving at the command, and each went to a tombstone, automatically opened and poured out on its own. The thirty-six graves were like a mountain torrent bursting and a torrent pouring out.
The old man sat in front of the tombstone, motionless for a long time, with his eyes closed.
That battle...
The Witch Alliance produced a peerless talent similar to this kid now, and they secretly dispatched the eight demon kings to kill him in the Witch Alliance.
However, this boy is protected by the soul clone of the Great Witch Bingming.
This caused the Ice and Dark Wizard and the Fiery Wizard to attack together, and he led his demon army to support them. After a round of hard fighting, he finally managed to rescue them. Just then he was thankful, but then the Flood Wizard suddenly appeared, and the death barrier was approaching...
In that battle... the Thousand Souls Nightmare Hammer flew directly overhead, smashing the sun and moon to the ground, causing the sky to darken and the earth to be gloomy. Twelve of the thirty-six demon kings in the battle died one after another, and he himself was seriously injured in the end of the battle. When he was about to die, the remaining twenty-four joined forces to encircle him, blew themselves up together, and sacrificed their lives to temporarily trap the Great Flood Wizard, thus blasting a way out for himself who was in critical condition.
Even now, sitting in front of the tombstone, I can still seem to hear the desperate cries of the thirty-six brothers.
"Boss! Let's go!!"
"If you don't leave, we brothers will die with regrets!"
Finally, the mushroom cloud seemed to be still before my eyes...
Two lines of tears fell from the old man's eyes.
Flood, oh flood, I know that you have a long-term vision and that all you seek is advancement and supreme achievement.
But... Although I know, I cannot fulfill your wish...
Because at that time, the first thing we considered was survival, not supremacy!
Hong Shui, although you have your reasons and your excuses, I still choose to be irreconcilable with you. This hatred and vengeance are irreconcilable!
In this life, only one of you and me can survive!
My brothers are waiting for me and for you too!
"clank!"
From the old man's ring, there came a hissing sound of the artifact rubbing against the sheath. It seemed that the artifact smelled the scent of blood and couldn't wait to be unsheathed to fight again!
The old man stroked the ring silently, and the clanging sound of the knife finally disappeared reluctantly.
"Don't worry. One day, I will lead you out of the scabbard and kill the witch alliance until the sky is bloody and the flood guy is in a mess!"
The old man spoke softly, as if comforting a child; his voice was very gentle and soft, but there was a murderous aura that almost condensed into substance.
"There will always be a day when I can be completely relieved and have nothing to worry about... Don't worry, just wait a little longer, it will be here soon."
The old man turned his head to glance at Zuo Xiaoduo, and a hint of expectation appeared in the depths of his eyes.
He said silently in his heart: "Brothers, don't worry, I'm coming soon, or Hong Shui will soon accompany you... When my grandson grows up, he doesn't need to reach the peak state, as long as he reaches the level of the king of heaven, then I will put everything aside and have the final battle."
"Then I will fight the flood and avenge you!"
He stood up hunched over and walked forward with Zuo Xiaoduo.
In the cemetery, he walked forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes bleak, but his aura was faintly revealed, just like an old general who was reviewing the mighty army that had followed him through hundreds of battles!
Zuo Xiaoduo followed quietly behind. He didn't know when he started to have no intention of escaping.
The atmosphere and solemnity here seemed to elevate his heart to an unprecedented level.
Even the entire soul is purified a little.
Just look at the row of graves, one after another, slowly looking at those unfamiliar names, those young faces, row after row, occasionally seeing some grass, I just pull it out, everything is natural and logical.
Occasionally, someone would come towards them, and then they would quietly move aside to make way for each other. During the whole process, there was no word spoken and no sound made.
Gradually, the old man followed Zuo Xiaoduo closely.
Zuo Xiaoduo wandered around the cemetery for two days and two nights.
finally.
The old man said, "Go out. Even if you walk around for another twenty years, you may not be able to see everything."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked back blankly at the neatly arranged tombstones. It seemed that the passionate warriors of those days were all smiling at him and calling his name.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, fight!"
Fight!
Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly clenched his fists, condensing his energy in his hands, showing his fighting spirit.
The old man said calmly: "When you are feeling sad about celebrating the New Year, they no longer have the chance to celebrate the New Year, forever."
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent. Then, he felt his body shake and he flew into the air and quickly left the cemetery.
The old man brought Zuo Xiaoduo to the cemetery. During the whole process, except for the introduction at the beginning, he almost didn't say a word.
What truth, what insights, what thoughts, what anything... nothing was said.
But Zuo Xiaoduo knew very well in his heart that he was certain that he had gained a lot from this visit!
This gain is spiritual and mental. Although it cannot be transformed into material things or even into spiritual cultivation for the time being, it is of far-reaching significance.
At least for now, I am no longer as impetuous as before.
And... the feeling of misunderstanding, disrespect, or... not understanding that had been lingering in my heart before.
Just look at this cemetery and you will know how the peace and tranquility in the rear came about.
Zuo Xiaoduo even felt that everyone in the rear should come here to take a look and purify themselves.
Purify those hearts that have long been blinded and tainted by money, fat, power and beauty. Those hearts should be human hearts!
We should not be as numb or even impatient as we are now. It is okay to indulge in material desires, but we cannot ignore where all this comes from.
Without these continuous tombstones, how could there be the materialistic world we have today
Only those who have been here and seen all this, will feel so sad and angry when they see the callousness after returning. Only then will they feel so... sorry for the heroic souls.
The next moment, the wind was howling.
I was already in mid-air, and the mountains and rivers flashed by.
In front of them, there appeared a majestic pass that could be described as a "spectacular sight"!
Ever since Zuo Xiaoduo was old enough to understand and had memories, the three words "Riyue Pass" have been deeply rooted in his heart and imprinted in his mind.
Over the years since I went to school, there are too many traces of Riyueguan’s handwriting on every book!
Countless inspiring stories are well-known to everyone, and countless heroic names are connected with these three words.
But it was the first time that Zuo Xiaoduo actually saw the legendary Sun and Moon Pass, but he knew it at the first sight.
This is Sun and Moon Pass!
This must be the Sun and Moon Pass!
In this whole world, only this place deserves this name!
All I saw was an endless stretch of pass, a hundred feet high, standing on the mountain. The whole pass exuded a color like an antique that had been played with and covered with patina. It stretched between heaven and earth, and there was no end in sight.
It can be called the Great Wall, but it is not, because it is very wide and can accommodate countless people.
Rather than calling it the Great Wall, it is more accurate to call it a big city, a giant city that is tens of thousands of meters wide and millions of miles long!
This is Sun and Moon Pass!
This is the legendary Sun and Moon City!
There is still a bloody battle in front of the pass, and it’s not just in one place!
Ahead of the pass are towering mountains, endless ravines, and extremely complex and difficult to identify terrain!
Even the boundless land in front of the pass was of a color similar to that of the walls of Riyue Pass.
As a warrior, Zuo Xiaoduo could recognize it at a glance without even having to get too close. It was the color of dried blood.
I don't know how much blood is needed to render such a color, probably only that kind of... batch after batch, generation after generation... the previous one dries up, and the next one splashes on it...
Constant splashing, constant drying, and constant cleaning. In the end, it can no longer be cleaned up, and the heavy feeling of time is removed by cleaning.
"How much blood... will it take to..."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked outside the Great Wall, and wherever he looked, he saw the same color for thousands of miles, and he couldn't help but feel extremely shocked.
The old man stood in the air, looking at the vast land, and said coldly: "The area you see with your eyes now, and the area you can't see, which is blocked... are all battlefields, battlefields that have lasted for countless years!"
"Ever since Sun Moon Pass was connected with the heroic spirits of the stars and solidified to last forever, whether it is the city wall or the battlefield over there, the complete landscape is... indestructible!"
"Today, one must be at least a Great Wizard, or at least a Heavenly King, to stir up the storm in this area. An ordinary flying warrior fighting here would hardly be able to stir up even a speck of dust."
"Every day, even when the war is at its most peaceful... there are tens of thousands of warriors fighting each other on this battlefield, to the death. Killers and hunters from various armies roam this land."
"In fact, there are only three possible outcomes if you discover an enemy: you can be killed, you can kill someone, or you can die together. There is basically no such thing as both sides being injured and retreating separately."
"Life, in this place..."
The old man pointed his finger, encompassing everything in front of him, and said calmly: "Just like dust."
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