The wind blows and the leaves fall.

The unique sense of desolation that belongs to autumn has become more and more clear this year. Perhaps this year is destined to be a sad year for him.

The betrayal of his brother and the death of his lover made him suffer and feel even more painful.

As an orphan since he was a child, he cherishes every relationship, such as love, friendship, or family ties, more than others.

However, fate has its way with people. The more cherished something is, the harder it is to keep it. Maybe he is destined to be a lonely person.

He is a legend in the mercenary world, a mysterious oriental man. Once upon a time, he was a mythical existence, but now he can only live in seclusion in a small mountain village with only about 300 households, living an extremely ordinary life.

An ordinary day.

"Hey, before I know it, three months have passed, and I don't know if they are okay?" Whenever he thinks of those brothers who share life and death, he still feels a faint pain in his heart.

However, he does not regret it, just because he is disabled physically and mentally, and can no longer lead his brothers in bloody battles. Rather than handing over the lives of his brothers to others, it is better to disband them. After all, they no longer have to worry about lack of money in this life.

And worried.

Perhaps later on, they really like the tension and excitement, like dancing on the tip of a knife, where they can wander between life and death, thereby breaking through their own lives.

However, their original purpose of becoming mercenaries was just to make money.

"Brother Zechuan, have you had lunch?" When he was immersed in memories, a little girl about six or seven years old ran up to him and asked.

By the way, his surname is Li and his given name is Zechuan.

"It's Xiaotong. My brother was thinking about something just now and didn't see you. I'm sorry." "It's okay, Brother Zechuan, this is a cake made by my mother. Here, you can try it. It's delicious."

Hitomi broke the cake in her hand into two halves and handed half to Rizawa.

Li Zechuan took the cake and said thank you.

The little girl jumped and ran away.

"Perhaps this is the life that Xiaofen and I longed for before, simple yet fulfilling. However, now that I am the only one left, what is the meaning of such a life?" Li Zechuan couldn't help but express his feelings.

If he hadn't promised Xiaofen to live a good life, he would still have the hatred of killing his wife. Maybe he would have gone down to reunite with Xiaofen.

However, what can he do now that he is disabled? He was no match for them before, let alone now.

But is Li Zechuan such a person who gives up so easily? You must know that as a legend in the mercenary world, he relies not only on his superb skills, but also on his indomitable spirit and indomitable perseverance. All of these combined make him who he is.

of brilliance.

"The injury is almost healed. After worshiping the master tomorrow, get up. I don't believe it. If the meridians are damaged, I can no longer practice martial arts. I could create miracles before, and I can still do it now." That belongs to Li Zechuan's confidence and pride

It turns out that it has never disappeared.

Li Zechuan's ancestry cannot be verified. He was abandoned at the door of an orphanage a few days after he was born, and it was the dean's grandmother who took him in.

Then he lived in an orphanage until he met the person who changed his life at the age of five, his master, Li Zhentian.

Then he learned martial arts with his master and wandered around the world together. Li Zechuan was also named by his master.

In Li Zechuan's eyes, the master is both his father and his mother.

However, his master died of an injury when he was eighteen years old. It turned out that his master had always had a hidden illness, but he just didn't tell him.

I should have been happy about my adulthood, but instead...

Perhaps it was the influence of his childhood that made Li Zechuan very strong since he was a child.

Therefore, he had no choice but to put away his sorrow, set foot on a distant land, and began his legendary, colorful mercenary career.

The next day, at dawn, Li Zechuan took the sacrifices and went up the mountain to worship his master.

Li Zechuan didn't go down the mountain until noon.

He walked into the small wooden house where he and his master had lived together for ten years, and felt a lot of emotions.

Three years ago, he left here, full of fighting spirit and passion.

And three years later, he is about to leave here, more mature and steady, more persistent.

"I'm about to hit the road again, and maybe I'll never come back again, so let's clean this cabin one last time!" Li Zechuan couldn't help but think this way.

So, he started to pack it up, maybe for the last time, so he paid extra attention and did not miss any corner, so that he could discover the will that his master gave him. If not, what would his future be like?

?

Li Zechuan found a small wooden box in the corner. The small wooden box was hidden so well that he didn't even notice it before.

This also shows the hesitation of the owner of the wooden box.

I don’t want this wooden box to disappear in the long river of history, and I don’t want anyone who can get it to find it easily.

Li Zechuan smashed open the wooden box, and inside there was only a letter and an ancient book with a yellowed cover.

Li Zechuan opened the letter, and when he saw the handwriting, he knew it was from the master's hand. Then he read it carefully.

"Xiaochuan, if you can find this wooden box, then everything is God's will. As for whether it is good or bad, let God decide!

I remember that you asked me about my past not once, but my teacher always kept silent. Now, my teacher will tell you everything about me.

In addition to what people know and understand, there are also some incredible things in this world that ordinary people cannot understand. What I want to tell you belongs to those incredible existences.

Since the birth of human beings, we have been fighting against nature all the time. Human beings have created many miracles time and time again with their unique wisdom.

In this process, human beings also rely on wisdom and create various instruments to help themselves compete with nature.

But some people strengthen themselves as a means to fight against nature. These people are also called cultivators.

At the beginning, they only knew how to simply absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves.

This not only wastes time, but also has poor results.

As a result, cultivators have created various cultivation methods through constant exploration and experimentation, some for cultivating spells, some for cultivating the body, and some for cultivating the soul.

Eventually it evolved into three major categories, namely cultivating immortals, cultivating demons and cultivating demons.

And their purpose has changed from fighting nature to seeking Taoism and immortality, trying to transcend the world and not be within the Three Realms.

However, with the sharp decline in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, there are fewer and fewer cultivators on the earth, and the realm they can reach is getting lower and lower.

But in our era, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has almost dissipated, and all kinds of exercises are almost extinct. It can almost be said that it is the end of the Dharma era for practitioners. Alas! How sad.

This is a devastating blow to practitioners.

You should have guessed that my master is a cultivator and the last descendant of my sect of thieves.

Ahem, Xiaochuan, don’t think that the sect you are a master of is some inferior sect. You must know that in ancient times, the Thief Sect was one of the most powerful sects.

In its heyday, even the three major sects had to be courteous to us. You didn't know the situation at that time, but now, alas! Only one person, Shishi, is left. Forget it, let's not mention that time.

My teacher taught you some outer martial arts to give you the ability to protect yourself. I didn’t want you to enter the world of cultivation, but your qualifications and talents are unique, and I couldn’t bear to see such a good talent like you.

It was wasted in vain, so it was left to God to decide.

Or perhaps it is a trace of obsession with the path of immortality in my heart. What is Tao? I can no longer pursue it. I can only rely on you to fulfill my last wish.

And I still have one unfulfilled wish. If you succeed in cultivation, you must go to Mount Emei, so that you can humiliate the current head of Emei and vent your anger on my behalf. By the way, I want to ask about a woman named Zhou Yun. If she

While she is still alive, take good care of her for my teacher. Remember, this is after you have completed your cultivation.

The history of our sect can be traced back to ancient times. The founder of our sect, Wang Tong, enlightened to Taoism on the top of Cangshan Mountain, and then established the sect, creating this sect of theft that has been passed down to this day.

The sect has collected many mental techniques and techniques, but few have been passed down to this day. Unfortunately, the sect's highest code - "Qian Ji Jue" has been lost, so I can only practice other techniques.

This is also a regrettable place for me as a teacher.

That ancient book is the technique practiced by Master, and there is also a storage ring. As the name suggests, it is used to store things. This is the treasure of our sect. Master has also passed it on to you. There are also some of this sect's treasures.

The things left behind may be helpful to you.

Remember, as soon as you enter this door, you will be fighting with people and heaven, so be cautious.

Xiaochuan, please take care of yourself, I have nothing to ask for as a teacher, I just hope that you can be happy, happy and safe!"

After reading this suicide note, Li Zechuan was relieved of all his previous doubts, and the master's concern for him made him extremely uncomfortable.

Therefore, whether it was for his master's last wish or for revenge, Li Zechuan decided to practice. Perhaps only that magical technique could allow him to have force again.

Li Zechuan took out the ancient book and immediately saw a ring that looked like gold but not gold, or iron but not iron. He thought this was a storage ring, so he started playing with it curiously.

Since he couldn't open it, Li Zechuan could only put it aside and read the ancient book.

Although the ancient books were written in Xiaozhuan, fortunately, Li Zechuan had learned Xiaozhuan, so he could read it.

The opening chapter reads, "Tao gives birth to one, two gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives rise to all things. All things can be the Tao, but all things cannot be the Tao. However, what is the Tao? There are three thousand great ways, any one of them,

If you achieve greatness, you can all transcend..." Unknowingly, Li Zechuan was attracted by the contents of the ancient book and read it tirelessly until it got dark.

No matter whether you are hungry or thirsty, just follow the instructions in the book: Calm your mind and calm your mind, clasp your hands and meditate like the ancients.

According to the book, it is impossible for people with mediocre qualifications to feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth the first time they meditate, but Li Zechuan has already felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for the first time he meditates. It can be seen that as his master said, his qualifications are really

It's one of a kind.

I saw that he guided the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body in a strange way as described in the exercises, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not let the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he felt enter his body.

He tried over and over again, but still failed. Perhaps the training of his mercenary career made him a little more patient and perseverant than ordinary people, so he did not feel anxious or uneasy about it.

It should be noted that this is a taboo in cultivation. If you are not careful, you will go crazy.
Chapter completed!