Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 277 We are all slaves of fate
Without further ado, Jiang Hengwei took Li Guo around the scavenger trail and came to the back street.

This place has become a gathering place for homeless people and Sanhe Dashen.

Just at this time, a middle-aged man with a beer belly who was well dressed came here and said, "Temporary worker, day end, who will come?"

"I, I, I, I come!"

"I come!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming too!"

The homeless people who were still lying on their stomachs jumped up one by one, scrambling for this job opportunity.

"Don't worry, don't worry, there are 20 places."

"Thank you, Foreman Niu. We don't need awakened people to use us," a skinny young man said gratefully.

"Tsk, it's just easier to use you guys, but now there are only small worker places, and there are not many others. Those who sign up will work with me. We will be at the Hengyang construction site at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Whoever is late will deduct money."

Among these people, there was only one person who did not fight for the job opportunity. He was a strong-looking old man in white short-sleeved sleeves. Although he was skinny, his muscles were evenly distributed. work.

He just didn't want to do it, and he looked so depressed that he was about to die.

When I looked carefully, I found that the emotions contained in this person's eyes were quite complicated. There seemed to be regret, yearning, and other emotions in it.
At this moment, Jiang Hengwei swallowed his saliva, walked over cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Hello? Old Yangtou?"

Old man Yang turned around, saw Jiang Hengwei and Li Guo coming over, and said in a not very good tone.

"I don't go to the rescue station, I don't go to the service station, I have hands and feet, and I don't have to accept handouts"

This answer seems to be quite proficient.

"Uh, of course we won't take you to the rescue station, we just want to ask you some questions." Jiang Hengwei pointed to Li Guo and said, "My friend is awesome, thinking about the realm of martial arts, and also thinking about the prehistoric universe , heaven and earth reason or something"

At this time, old man Yang seemed to have raised some interest, staring at Li Guo with burning eyes.

Li Guo smiled slightly.

"With a breath in my belly, it turns into a glazed pill. Once I enter the heavenly realm, I will be an extraordinary person from now on."

Finally, the astonishment in front of old man Yang completely exploded.

"The universe is hidden in the chest, the seven orifices and a hundred points are transformed into stars, the spirit of the sky is yang, the yin is the moon, and the body is transformed into the universe to distinguish the prehistoric."

Old man Yang smiled.

Li Guo also smiled.

Jiang Hengwei: "??????"

Confused.

"This gentleman, what's your name?" Li Guo cupped his hands and held the salute, smiling slightly.

"Old man Yang holds a camel."

Yang Tuo also bowed his hands in return, and stood up straight.

Li Guo could see that there were traces of martial arts training on Yang Tuo's body, and the criss-cross wounds on his body were obvious.
He is a strong man who has been fought in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

At this time, Li Guo paused, and reported his own background and said: "Poverty Road comes from Fangcun Mountain, Observing the Oblique Moon."

"Old man" Yang Tuo's eyes seemed to be blinded by the interlacing of time, and sighed after a while: "The old man is from Kyushu, Hanjian Villa."

Kyushu, Hanjian Villa?
There are more question marks on Jiang Hengwei's face, it's all about what.
At this moment, Jiang Hengwei couldn't help but said, "Well, we don't seem to have the place name Kyushu Hanjian Villa."

Jiang Hengwei felt a little regretful, and in order to stay with his idol longer, he brought him here to find an old lunatic who talked wildly. He was a little worried that the idol would blame him.

But Li Guo said seriously.

"Kyushu, Hanjian Villa, you are not from this world."

Yang Tuo took out a piece of soft white sand that cost one yuan and three sticks, lit it up and smoked, endless hesitation and confusion in his eyes.

"Of course, the old man comes from a world called Kyushu. In this world, there are no stars in the universe. There is only a big sun and a bright moon. Everyone in Kyushu cultivates themselves, swallows true spirits, learns martial arts, goes to the poor and falls to the underworld. , I can go anywhere, and the old man is also the top existence in that world. At the age of 16, he mastered swordsmanship. At that time, martial arts reached the bottleneck, the world could no longer accommodate the old man, and the old man also became the second person in the Kyushu world to reach the state of breaking the void in a hundred years."

Jiang Hengwei felt a little funny when he watched an old man smoking soft white sand telling his past "legend".

The down-and-out homeless man in front of him doesn't look like the Long Aotian in his description who has been at the pinnacle of his life.

The cute and good storyteller Jiang Hengwei still couldn't help being attracted by Yang Xantuo's words, and couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Then... the old man, full of pride and ambition, survived the catastrophe and came to this world, intending to continue walking on the road of martial arts." There was a trace of longing in Yang Tuo's eyes, a trace of yearning for the past.

"Then your current state." Jiang Hengwei asked.

"Where is my current state?" Yang Tuo said lightly: "Maybe I can't even beat ordinary young and middle-aged men."

"This." Jiang Hengwei was speechless for a while.

However, Yang Tuo put on a smile that was uglier than crying: "Because, when I ascended to this world, I didn't have the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for me to cultivate."

In the words, it is blood and tears.

Li Guo was silent.

The revival of spiritual energy took place in the past two years, and it seems that Yang Liantuo is probably past his sixtieth year. Judging from the description of his 22-year-old power breaking through the void and ascending to the sky, he has spent decades There is no spiritual energy in it.

How can one cultivate without aura?
"There is no aura, the inner world is decaying, and the stars in the universe are collapsing. There is no difference between the old man today and the ordinary old man." Yang Tuo burst into tears, emotionally unstable, and said: "The old man always feels that flying to this world Compared with the concentration of spiritual energy, there will definitely be an increase, but I never thought that not only has the spiritual energy not improved, but no one can even practice martial arts. After more than forty years, the spiritual energy here will finally show signs of rising, but what is the use of it? Well, the inner world has already declined, and there is no chance to practice."

"I heard that the famous warriors in these years have accumulated a lot of knowledge. If you practice hard these years, you may be able to make a comeback." Jiang Hengwei was dubious about Yang Xiantuo's words, but he could indeed feel his heartfelt sadness. , and couldn't help but speak comforting words.

Yang Tuo smiled sadly.

"Through accumulation is from 'nothing' to 'yes', and the old man himself is 'yes', there is absolutely no possibility of accumulation, even if he is lucky, it will only accelerate his decline. Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, it is already too late."

"Do you regret it? Ascension to this world."

Li Guo asked suddenly.

Do you regret aspiring to such a realm, and then ascended to the present earth?

But Yang Tuo said.

"not regret."

"Why don't you regret it?"

"If this realm is true to the upper realm, then I have absolutely no regrets. Give me 100 more choices, and I will still ascend to this realm. Even if I have a beautiful wife and children in Kyushu, with the blessings of heaven and earth spirit energy, I can gain longevity." For hundreds of years, but in this world, there is no cultivation base, and the disease can be entangled in the body, and the old man has no regrets." Yang Tuo smiled bitterly and said: "I don't regret it, but it is a pity. It is a pity that I have not seen the way forward in the martial arts, so I have no regrets." sad."

Jiang Hengwei knew.

It turned out that Yang Tuo didn't feel sad and remorseful because he ascended to this place without aura.

It's sad because life has come to an end, and I don't see the way forward for martial arts.

"Is this the martial artist?" Jiang Hengwei murmured, a little bit infected by the feeling of hearing the truth in the morning and dying in the evening.

Li Guo also knew many things.

The heavens and the world, the sky and the earth, soar to the earth.

Judging from Yang Tuo's ability to go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, since they ascended to the earth, it means that the upper limit of the earth's energy level may be higher.
"Sure enough, is the earth special compared to the heavens and worlds?"

Li Guo thought about it, looked at Yang Tuo, and thanked him for his solution from the bottom of his heart.

But Yang Tuo smiled and said: "Nowadays someone is willing to listen to the old man's crazy words, which is already very good."

"Since Mr. Yang's wish is to see the future of martial arts, then the poor Taoist will be disrespectful. I will fulfill your wish and repay you for solving the cause and effect of your confusion." The scene when the pill was broken.

Thousands of swords are turned into golden pills, the heavens, earth and stars, and the prehistoric universe are all turned into one pill.

Eighty-nine profound arts circulated and began to imitate the scene at that time. Now Li Guo looks like 'Zhu Ziheng'.

Majestic, like a golden elixir!
Jiang Hengwei's mind went blank, facing such coercion, he gave up thinking instantly.

As for Yang Tuo, watching this scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly seemed to realize it, and murmured.

"I see. I see. I see, I see!"

At this time, an astonishing aura suddenly burst out from Yang Tuo's body.

This aura gradually rose, and even once climbed to the point where it could compete with the golden core aura exuded by Li Guo.

Jiang Hengwei could feel the rising power.

At this time, Jiang Hengwei finally believed him, he believed in the fact that Yang Xiantuo was once a strong man
"It turns out that it's not me who was wrong all these years, but this world. Hahaha." Yang Tuo smiled boldly, and finally understood his thoughts.

A moment later, a thread of blood seeped from the corner of Yang Tuo's mouth.

Li Guo was stunned, quickly withdrew his golden core aura, and came over to check.

"what have you done."

"The old man used his last bit of cultivation to sever his own heart, and even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save me." The corner of Yang Tuo's mouth was bleeding, but his eyes were unusually calm, even a little like a pilgrimage; "Old man understands, old man understands Why did the old man ascend to this world? Why did the old man come here? It turns out that everything is fate. I thought that if you master martial arts, you can get rid of fate hahahaha, it turns out that we are all slaves of fate."

Li Guo was silent, the current Yang Tuo was just like what he said, the gods couldn't save him, even if he hung the fountain of life on him, there was no way to save his life.

Both body and mind are dead, why live?

"This is my life"

Yang Xiantuo's eyes became more intense.

Jiang Hengwei at the side saw that something was wrong and wanted to call for an ambulance, but Yang Xiantuo said instead.

"You don't need to call an ambulance. It's fate. I'm destined to ascend to this place. I'm destined to meet you today. I'm destined to die today."

While speaking, Yang Tuo died of anger.

When he died, a ghost appeared.

It is a white-clothed swordsman holding a long sword. He is handsome and sharp, and each person is like a sword.

A peerless swordsman, the soul of Yang Tuo.

When Yang Tuo died and the ghost appeared, all the homeless people scattered around. At this moment, only Li Guo, Jiang Hengwei, and the souls of Yang Tuo were left in the open space in Nuo Da.

Jiang Hengwei looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him, and he couldn't believe that he was that dilapidated old beggar. Not only was his age very different, but also his spirit.
What was in front of him was a handsome swordsman who yearned for the future, not the old man.

Time goes back and forth, just like going back to when I was a teenager.

As if he had lost his memory, Yang Tuo's soul smiled and said, "Hey, what are you looking at me for?"

After a moment of silence, Li Guo said with his usual expression.

"Young hero, talented swordsman, anyone will take a second look."

"Of course." The young man Yang Tuo laughed and said, "Xiao Daoist, you are very appetizing to me. Seeing that you are also a martial artist, how about I wait for a game?"

"Yes." Li Guo summoned the Flowing Light Sword, the green edge was like a cold light.

"Hahaha! It's the luckiest time to meet the opponent in the long drought and the sweet rain!" The young man Yang Tuo turned into a long sword in his hand.

Two people, two swords, confront each other.

In Li Guo's hand thunder and fire blazed, while young Yang Tuo's hand was filled with ice.

The two swords intersect, and the young man Yang Tuo reveals happiness.

This is the Swordsman's Absolute Sword.
The heartless sword that died in happiness.

With just one blow in the confrontation, the figure of the young Yang Tuo began to dissipate with the wind, along with Yang Tuo's dream of martial arts.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will never get drunk with you!" Yang Tuo laughed, turned and left, like a boy leaving a tavern.

In the empty space, the soul is gone, only a Taoist priest and a young man are left.

"Empty dream." While Li Guo sighed, looking at the direction where the ray of true spirit dissipated, he murmured: "It really looks like him."

(End of this chapter)