Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 256 Do you know who I am?

Birth, old age, illness and death are unavoidable, and life spans may vary, but no matter how long your life span is, as long as you are still walking between the three realms, the end will always come.

Returning to the ground is the end of one reincarnation and the beginning of another, but the saddest thing in the world is having too many regrets and regrets in this life, which makes people unwilling to close their eyes but not knowing how to move on. Lower jobs.

That's what happened to Lao Lu.

He was once just a young man from a mountain village. He went to the mountains to collect wood and accidentally ran into the Immortal Gate. He had no teachers or guides. He relied on the animal nature in his bones and the law of the jungle to climb to a position that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Fortunately, Lao Lu's conscience was still intact, and he finally turned around and did not fall into the evil path of forgetting human nature.

But it is a pity that because his conscience was still intact, after he repented, he found that he had done too many things that were unworthy of being a son and a husband, and he could not let go.

Time cannot be reversed, and all that is left to him is regret. He cannot harden his heart and can't keep his mind clear of distracting thoughts. Neither good nor evil can pass, and he can only scold himself over and over again for the rest of his life.

But such scolding is meaningless, because the people who should hear it can no longer hear it.

The cross wind carried the yellow sand, making the old robes rustle.

Old Lu, who was full of twilight, was just like when he was a boy, holding a long sword, leaning on the carriage, staring at the flowing clouds in the sky, recalling the youth and frivolity in his mind, but his waist could not straighten up. .

In the compartment separated by a wall, Zuo Yunting put the summer charm on his forehead and wrapped a blanket around his body. He was shivering from the cold and still refused to come out to bask in the sun. After realizing that Lao Lu had not moved for a long time, he asked:

"Old Lu, why are you so dazed?"

Old Lu came to his senses, a smile appeared in his dim eyes, and he said:

"That's when my wife and I met here. If we hadn't encountered a big opportunity later, we would have just been wandering around in a mediocre way. Now we might just be taking our grandchildren out for a stroll. How could I take a fool like you with me."

"Hey?!" Zuo Yunting turned around and looked at the reflection on the carriage: "Just be content, if it weren't for me, who would be there to see you off in the future? You don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings..."

After muttering a few words, Zuo Yunting became interested again. After all, Lao Lu had never spoken about his wife before. He asked:

"How did you and Aunt Lu meet? Are you a shameless person who stalks people when they meet because they are pretty?"

Lao Lu chuckled, and then sighed again:

"I didn't pay attention to these things at the time, and I can't remember them clearly. Anyway, I met them like that. I didn't know what to think after a few words of conversation, so we wandered together for several years."

"Then what? Where did Aunt Lu go?"

"well……"

"Is it because your qualifications are stupid, that people have become immortals, you can't keep up, and they don't want you anymore, and that you have a knot in your mind that makes you like this?"

Lao Lu hoped so. He really didn't want to mention Zeng Jin's unbearable past, so he said vaguely:

"No. I was really stupid at the time and let down the girl. Then I became what I am now. It was my own fault."

Zuo Yunting was quite concerned about this matter and said:

"You know you have let me down, but you haven't gone over to apologize? My daughter's family is all soft-hearted. No matter how big a mistake you make, as long as you sincerely repent and apologize honestly, people will definitely forgive you. What's the use of being sad here?"

Lao Lu shook his head and did not respond. Firstly, no one listened to his apology, and secondly, he owed not only his wife, but also his parents, whose graves could not be found. This debt could not be repaid with just an apology.

Zuo Yunting was bored in the carriage. When he had a topic to talk about, he turned into a close eldest son and kept enlightening his old father who was trapped in love.

Lao Lu listened quietly, his mind drifting back to the past when he was young; just as he was wandering thousands of miles away, he suddenly noticed something watching him on a sand dune in the distance.

It was a woman, not too far away but not too close. Her face and figure could not be seen clearly, but she could feel that she was smiling and waving to him.

Lao Lu's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and when he looked around, there was nothing on the sand dune, as if what he just saw was just an illusion.

"..."

No matter how old Lu was, he was still at the peak of Youhuang, only half a step away from the jade steps, how could he have hallucinations.

If you see it, you really have it.

Lao Lu fumbled for the simple long sword in his hand, and said:

"Don't move around here, I'm going to pee."

"Oh... hmm? Lao Lu, the last time you peed, you were still in Qihuang Valley. You've been holding it in for a long time. How big should you make it?"

Lao Lu didn't respond. In a flash, he arrived at the sand dune he had just seen.

The sand dunes are not far from Huosiay Valley, the scorching sun has almost scorched the sand, the distant scenery is distorted by the rising heat, and the only thing that can be heard is the sound of scalding wind.

After looking around for a week, Lao Lu followed some traces on the sand and walked towards Huosiang Valley. His footsteps seemed slow but fast, and he had traveled several miles in an instant, until he saw a figure on the edge of the cliff of Huosiang Valley.

The figure is no longer a woman, but a swordsman also wearing a bamboo hat, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a pot of wine and two wine bowls on his left hand, with his back facing him.

Swordsmen usually use their right hand to draw their sword. It is difficult to poke to the left while sitting, but it is smooth to sweep to the right. Therefore, it is an unexplained etiquette among Central Continent swordsmen to put the flagon on the left hand side and invite people to sit down.

Lao Lu didn't see the figure's face, but he recognized the person through the purple-green sword placed next to him. He put his hands behind his back like a little old man, walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, looked at the black basin below, and said:

"Sword Immortal Lin, it's surprising that you are still alive."

Lin Zifeng looks only in his thirties or forties, but he is older than Qiu Fengqing and Lao Lu. When they first started their career, he was already the Sword King of Zhongzhou.

Lin Zifeng was not dissatisfied with this greeting and raised his hand to pour a bowl of wine:

"In the past, I thought you could become the number one under Jiang Chengjian, but I didn't expect that you would disappear after reaching the top thirteen, and you've grown old like this. Compared with me, it's no accident that I'm still alive."

Lao Lu was not in the mood to play the role of Riddler, so he did not take the wine bowl and said:

"Did you do that to the woman just now?"

"Is there anyone else but me. It can change your temperament drastically and make you hard to solve. In my opinion, there is only one word 'love'. You can come here, which means that my guess is correct."

Lao Lu obviously didn't like others talking and laughing about this kind of thing. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist and said calmly:

"Finished?"

"Don't worry. I joined the Youying alien race a few years ago, and I know some of the sayings there. An Immortal Venerable who used to sit in the south of Yuyaozhou is also in the Youying alien race. He is kind and cherishes his talents. He will do what he can Then, leave a backup for the younger generation you like; this way, when the younger generation regrets and wants to make up for the past, it will have a chance to untie its knot."

Lin Zifeng looked at Lao Lu in a blink of an eye: "I think you are qualified to be in the eyes of that senior. If you want to untie your knot, the only possibility is to go to the north and try that senior."

In order to redeem the past, Lao Lu had begged countless people, but he got nothing. Lin Zifeng felt that he should be ecstatic when he heard the news.

But what surprised Lin Zifeng was that Lao Lu didn't react much and just said calmly:

"Is it possible that the Immortal Venerable and the Divine Ability to travel back in time can make people return to the time when they were young men?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head: "It's impossible to go back in time, but it's not impossible for anyone to reverse the cycle of reincarnation. It's also possible that the Immortal Venerable can see far and help you preserve the soul of the deceased so that you can say something. I Just to show you the way, even if you can't get rid of the catastrophe, it is better to apologize to the old person face to face than to blame yourself for the rest of your life. Although the chance is slim, there is always a point. If you don't want this chance, I can go back and talk to that Immortal Venerable said something and asked him to erase this matter..."

call out!

Before Lin Zifeng finished speaking, a sword sound sounded beside him, and the surrounding world froze.

The scorching sun and the scorched earth seemed to be cut off from the world in an instant. You could clearly see the scorching sun, but you were on the earth, but it seemed like you were in the cold winter.

Lao Lu sat up straight, his eyes were sharp, and he even carried a bit of rebelliousness and cold-bloodedness that had been hidden for many years, and said hoarsely:

"The old man sees that you really have lived enough, and even forgot how many catties you have."

Lin Zifeng's original intention was to hold Lao Lu back, so he said with a smile:

"I'm afraid that the last chance will be wiped out by that senior. It seems that you still care."

Lao Lu didn't say anything, but his soaring sword qi had already given a response that a swordsman should have...

call out--

——

The other side.

Shangguan Lingye flew towards the Huoyan Valley. Because Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao were flying too slowly, they changed to holding each other in the middle, pulling the two of them across the sky with thunderous momentum.

Zuo Lingquan had somewhat adapted to the rapid acceleration, but Xie Qiutao was obviously caught off guard. He was pulled by his right hand and moved sideways. His legs and chest were blown wildly by the wind, making a murmur of "bitter...".

The sea of ​​sand below became unclear due to the rapid speed. The two of them only felt that in the blink of an eye, Shangguan Lingye stopped and came to the back of a sand dune in the northeast. Before they landed, they heard a shout in the distance:

"Protect the young master!"

"Who is coming?"

…

In addition, there was the harsh sound of sword energy and the sound of talismans exploding.

Zuo Lingquan was not careless. After landing, he quickly disappeared and looked out from the sand dune.

Under the scorching sun, in the desert in the distance, more than a dozen monks in robes, holding sharp blades, surrounded a carriage, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The spirit beast pulling the cart had died violently, and there were two corpses lying next to it. It looked like it was caused by a sneak attack.

In front of the convoy, a masked swordsman circled around at an alarming speed. Every time he drew his sword, one person fell down. The people in the convoy were unable to parry and could only hold on to the sword formation to support themselves. But judging from the current situation, , can't last long at all.

Shangguan Lingye looked at it and his face darkened:

"They are from the Qi family. The one in the middle is Qi Jia. I don't know who the opponent is?"

The distance was a bit far and the scene was extremely chaotic. Zuo Lingquan couldn't see the specific face clearly. When he heard Qi Jia's name, his heart sank:

"Are Lao Lu and my cousin here?"

"Old Lu seems to be fighting with someone in the direction of Huoyan Valley. I don't know who is in the carriage. Do you want to help?"

The reason why Shangguan Lingye asked Zuo Lingquan was because she and Zuo Lingquan wanted to hide their identities. Once they took action, their identities and current status would be exposed. The next step would be to double the risk of finding the burial place, and they would probably have to abandon the planned trip. It was a matter of concern. Zuo Lingquan's opportunity will naturally be decided by Zuo Lingquan.

However, this question is obviously a bit redundant. Zuo Yunting must have followed Lao Lu. Let’s not talk about whether the rumors of the fairy sword are true or false. Even if there is a fairy sword waiting in the sand sea, Zuo Lingquan saw his brother being killed. Consider sitting back and doing nothing.

Zuo Lingquan took a few glances and felt that his opponent's skills were a bit high. Lingye might be injured in a head-on collision. He did not rush forward directly. Instead, he indicated with his eyes that he and Shangguan Lingye were sneaking close to the ground, preparing to go around behind and give the opponent a fatal blow. .

The two were extremely fast and were not discovered by the fighting parties. However, when they were halfway there, they were startled by a voice in the convoy:

"Who is acting arrogant here?"

The voice was very powerful, just like a sleeping tiger that suddenly found a rabbit running over and kicking his nose in the face. It was filled with disbelief in anger. The only drawback was that the voice was a bit small.

As soon as these words came out, the swordsman who kept attacking temporarily stopped his attack.

Sword Immortal Ye Hong is ranked 100th in the Sword Emperor City, and is also at the peak of Youhuang. However, the five elements of natality are uneven, which is about the level of ordinary elders of the nine sects. He relies on the elusive swordsmanship and the natality of High Grade Law Treasure. The sword gained some fame.

In this assassination, if an old-school swordsman like Lu Jianchen was around, Ye Hong wouldn't dare to come and pull the tiger's teeth even if he had a hundred courages.

Even if Lu Jianchen left, Ye Hong was still very cautious. He didn't know what was going on in the carriage. If there were still guardians from the Iron Clan Mansion sitting inside, even if they were not the ancestors of Shangguan, any of the five elders would be in trouble. He wanted to leave, so he had been hunting the Qi family members on the outside, forcing the people in the carriage to show up first, and then make a killing move.

Hearing the sound in the carriage, Ye Hong stopped in the distance and said:

"What kind of hero is it to hide? Come out and speak."

The Qi family members were no match for Ye Hong. At this time, they just wanted to wait until Lao Lu came back, but they did not dare to act rashly.

As Zuo Lingquan and the other three approached quietly, they looked up and saw that the door of the carriage was open. Because the temperature inside the carriage was too low, it mixed with the hot breath of the desert, and a burst of mist floated out. Zuo Yunting, who was wearing a prince's robe, He bowed his head and walked out.

Xie Qiutao had never seen Zuo Yunting before. Seeing such a fairy-like appearance, she was slightly stunned and thought, 'Who is this? It’s quite mysterious.” However, due to being surrounded by others, he did not speak.

Outside the carriage, Qi Jia held his sword as if facing a powerful enemy. He didn't understand what Zuo Yunting was doing, and was afraid that he would be taken away by the opponent's sword, so he moved forward to block him.

But what was surprising was that Zuo Yunting looked cold and handsome. He raised his hand to support Qi Jia's shoulders and asked him to move away. He looked directly at Ye Hong in the distance and said coldly:

"You are very brave, and you dare to rob me of my ways. Do you know who I am?"

Ye Hong has seen the portrait of Zuo Lingquan and feels that although this person is slightly similar to Zuo Lingquan, his facial features are obviously different and he is not as handsome as the portrait. It is impossible to tell whether it is due to disguise.

In order to confirm the target, Ye Hong Jianfeng pointed diagonally at the ground and asked:

"Who are you? Please tell me your name. If you know me, I will give you face and let you go."

Zuo Yunting waited in the carriage for a long time. Lao Lu didn't know if he had fallen into the pit and would not come back. Seeing that Qi's family couldn't bear it, he ran out and started talking to stall for time.

When the other party asked, Zuo Yunting started to raise the banner of tiger skin:

"Have you heard of the name Central Continent Wolong?"

Ye Hong's goal was very clear, he nodded and said:

"I heard that you are Central Continent Wolong?"

"..."

Zuo Yunting originally wanted to say that was his brother, but then he thought about it and changed his words:

"That's right. Qi Jia is my third brother. I am accompanying him on this trip to the Central Continent..."

Before the flag was pulled up, Ye Hong raised his sword and came closer, pointing directly at Zuo Yunting.

Zuo Yunting was startled. Unexpectedly, his brother's name could not suppress him. He quickly raised his hand:

"Wait a minute, you and I are both swordsmen. Since you want to seek death, I will give you a chance to challenge me, so that you don't have to say later that I bully the minority with force and cannot win with force."

Ye Hong wanted to make a quick decision, but having more than a dozen Qi family members was really troublesome. He just waited at the spot and said:

"If you have the guts, come on."

Lao Lu never came back, so Zuo Yunting had no choice but to jump out of the carriage and raised his hand to signal the Qi family members to leave first.

Qi Jia and many tribesmen understood what Zuo Yunting meant. It was obviously inappropriate to abandon his teammates and retreat, but if they didn't leave, they might all die here, so they could only retreat slowly.

Zuo Yunting ran over to die, so he walked slowly and calmly like a swordsman. If he felt something was wrong, he would hold the hilt of the sword in a gesture.

After all, Zuo Lingquan's reputation was still there. Ye Hong did not take it lightly, observing the opponent's flaws and wanting to kill him with one blow.

But what shocked Ye Hong was that the person in front of him had flaws everywhere!

It seems like it will kill you if you touch it, and you can't tell the truth at all.

Ye Hong knew Zuo Lingquan's skills, and the fellow swordsman could not be his opponent. Lu Jianchen could come back at any time, so he did not dare to delay for too long. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was separated by ten feet from the Qi family members, he wanted to kill him with one blow.

But at this moment, Zuo Yunting, who was walking slowly, was suddenly startled and looked behind Ye Hong, full of surprise.

When Ye Hong saw this, he instinctively wanted to look back, but he immediately realized that something was wrong - did you want to trick him into using this low-level trick? Spirit Partitioning?

Ye Hong's eyes were locked on Zuo Yunting, and he only sensed it with his spiritual consciousness. He didn't find anything strange behind him, and said coldly:

"It's just a small skill, but I also want to cheat, cheat, cheat..."

bang——

A thunderbolt sounded from the sea of ​​​​sand, and a network of electric snakes scurried around like a thousand tentacles, piercing into Ye Hong's body...

(end of this chapter)