The man in green robe and Mr. Weng stood there, only three feet apart.
The strange thing is that passers-by seemed unaware of their existence and turned a blind eye.
"Most of the people in this world are mediocre people. How many people can really see through my identity?"
Mr. Weng frowned, obviously puzzled, "Not to mention that my current identity is a secret arranged a long time ago. No one in the world knows it except myself. You..."
The green-robed man interrupted with a smile: "Is it still interesting to talk about this now?"
Mr. Weng fell silent immediately.
"Let's go outside the city and I'll give you a chance to take action."
The man in green robe put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, "Today coincides with the Waking of Insects, when everything revives, all we need now is a spring thunder to meet the occasion."
As soon as he finished speaking, the originally clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and a dull thunder sounded!
The thunder rumbled, bringing with it a sense of dryness as if all things were exploding, and the tiny lives in the ground that had been dormant for a long time seemed to be awakened at this moment.
At the corner of the wall, in the mud and dust, there was a slight cracking sound, and a green bud broke through the mud to reveal a shallow corner.
In the void, there is abundant vitality, and the dead willows in the city are glowing with tender yellow shoots.
Weng Lao's eyes narrowed.
When the spring thunder stirs, everything wakes up.
These subtle changes are invisible to ordinary people, but they cannot be hidden from Mr. Weng's discernment.
In a silent place, listen to the thunder!
And Su Yi's words, "Now there is only a thunderbolt needed to respond to the situation", just like the words and the law, the heaven and the earth respond!
The most amazing thing is that everything is so natural and calm, and there is no trace of Su Yi's cultivation at all.
This is what makes Mr. Weng feel frightened.
"You...have you broken through immortality and ascended to eternity?"
Mr. Weng couldn't help but said.
"No."
The green-robed man shook his head and sighed, "It's still far from enough."
Mr. Weng’s eyes were complicated.
Far worse?
But even this realm that is "far away" from eternity is already so terrifying. How powerful will it be if we truly realize eternity in the future?
"Let's go, let's talk while we walk."
The man in green robe clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards the outside of the city.
The walk is leisurely and comfortable.
Mr. Weng was silent for a moment and then followed.
As soon as I walked out of the city gate, a light spring rain fell quietly from the sky, like smoke and fog, covering the mountains and rivers in the distance, making it hazy and picturesque.
The apricot flowers in the wild are blooming quietly, and the air is filled with the slightly moist smell of earthy vegetation, which is particularly refreshing.
The apricot blossom rain does not wet your clothes, and the willow wind does not blow your face cold.
"In the misty rain and spring breeze, everything is new."
Su Yi whispered, "Only those who have survived the cold winter will have the opportunity to witness the recovery of all things."
He took a sip of wine and said, "Unfortunately, most people in this world are no different from insects."
Mr. Weng was startled, and a sentence came to his mind:
The chirping of insects never lasts until autumn!
No matter how ferocious the bugs are, they can't even survive the fall, let alone survive until winter turns to spring.
Mr. Weng's eyelids twitched and he said: "So, in your eyes, I am no different from an insect?"
"No."
As Su Yi walked forward, he said casually, "In the past year, I killed many powerful enemies, but none of them survived until today."
Mr. Weng looked uncertain for a while.
He got it.
When the spring thunder stirs, everything wakes up.
In Su Yi's heart, he was the one in charge of Spring Thunder, and today he was "shocked" by the insect hiding here!
After all, in his eyes, I am still just a bug-like character.
It's nothing more than an insect that has survived until its awakening of insects.
"This is a nice place. What do you think of seeing you off here?"
Su Yi stood in front of a mountain full of apricot flowers, turned around and asked with a smile.
Mr. Weng was shocked and immediately sighed: "It's rare that you have the intention to arrange such a beautiful and picturesque place."
Su Yi took out the jug and took a sip, "The hatred in my past life is the obstacle on my path. If I don't cut it off, I will never be able to get rid of it."
After saying that, he turned around, looked at Mr. Weng, and whispered a word:
"please."
The misty rain is misty, and the apricot blossoms are gorgeous, like snow piled on the mountains.
And in this picturesque scenery, a chilling and solemn air quietly filled the air in the hazy mist and rain.
Mr. Weng suddenly felt a chill in his body.
It's not because the spring breeze is too cold, it's not because the spring rain is wet and cold, but a cold murderous intention invades the bone marrow and chills the heart.
He took a deep breath and said, "I know where Hua Hongzhen is hiding."
Su Yi was startled and said: "This condition cannot change your ending."
Elder Weng sighed: "I understand, how could I not understand that as long as you make a decision, it will never change?"
Su Yi said: "Then tell me what you want to change."
Mr. Weng was silent for a moment, and then he said solemnly: "I only hope that the Jue Tian Demon Court can have a chance to continue to exist in the world."
"For the sect?"
"good."
Su Yi nodded and said: "Yes."
The Jue Tian Demon Lord, who had lived in the secular world for many years as an old man, visibly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, showing a look of relief.
It's like breaking a knot in your heart.
"Jue Tian Demon Court was founded by me, and I have devoted my whole life's efforts and time." Lord Jue Tian said softly, "You may not believe it, but I have also made great aspirations to educate all living beings and preach to the world.
To the monks in the world, to the monks, to the monks, to a road leading to the sky. If you light a lamp, you can illuminate it for all living beings.
Road……"
As he said this, he shook his head mockingly, "Unfortunately, I have never done it in my life."
Taking a deep breath, he said calmly: "However, as long as the lamp is still there, it will continue to illuminate the path for others. In this way, the avenue that I have been pursuing all my life... can be regarded as a hope that can be passed down from generation to generation."
Su Yi said: "Why are you talking to me about this?"
The Jue Tian Demon Lord smiled and said: "In my heart, you are a respectable and admirable person, but also a hateful and hateful enemy, but..."
"I know better. Only you can understand what I say."
Su Yi took a sip of wine and nodded.
The enemy always knows you better than you do.
vice versa.
Old guys like Jue Tian Demon Lord, Fishing Man, and Deng Deng Buddha cannot be judged in terms of good and evil, good and evil, black and white.
Otherwise, they would not have been able to reach the top of the Divine Realm and dominate the world for so many years.
It can even be said that each of these enemies is a unique existence, with its own path and perseverance, far beyond the ordinary.
Just like the Jue Tian Demon Lord in front of me, when he was dormant here these years, he seemed to be playing the flute every night, leaning on the red and green trees, like an old pervert.
In fact, it is just a cover-up to hide your identity.
He has defiled himself in the world and is like the light in the world. Only in this way can it be difficult for others to discover the flaws in him.
Next, the Jue Tian Demon Lord seemed to have opened up a chat box, talking about his lifelong ambitions, regrets, unwillingness and pride.
Su Yi stood in the mist and rain, listening quietly without interrupting.
In the past year, he wielded his sword across the sky, fought in all directions, and ended one blood feud after another in his previous life.
It also broke every fetter in my state of mind and on my path.
Great progress in cultivation.
Killing the top Nine Refining God Lord is no longer a problem.
However, compared to these, Su Yi's mental state has undergone a greater transformation.
It is also more detached and calm.
It is no longer like before, where you need to be cautious in dealing with the threats of powerful enemies, and you need to take great pains to detect the opponent's intentions and plan every step of the way.
Now he can defeat ten enemies with one force. He doesn't need to think about anything at all. He can kill him with just one sword.
At this moment, Su Yi didn't care whether Lord Jue Tian was really pouring out his heart or deliberately delaying time.
"If there is an afterlife, I hope to be your enemy again."
Suddenly, the Jue Tian Demon Lord raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi, and said seriously, "In this way, there is a sense of superiority and inferiority, and a sense of joy in life and death."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I feel very sad about these words."
"please."
The Jue Tian Demon Lord raised his hand and took the initiative to invite a fight.
Su Yi put away the wine bottle and said: "Please."
The misty rain is misty, the spring thunder is stirring, and on the mountain ridge, a strong wind rises, and the apricot blossoms fall all over the sky.
Just like heavy snowfall.
Half an hour later.
The Demon Lord Jue Tian dies.
It was a kind of death without regrets, and also a kind of liberated withering.
The chirping of insects never lasts until autumn.
He was able to have a conversation with Su Yi today when he was awakened, to express his feelings, and to lose his life under Su Yi's sword during the battle on the main road. He really had no regrets at all.
The apricot blossoms are falling and the drizzle is silent.
Su Yi poured the wine from the pot on the ground and said: "I didn't expect that when you, this old guy, were about to die, I would look at you with a high regard."
"Good to go."
…
Half a month later.
Outside an ancient city in Southern Fire God Continent.
On a spring trip, apricot blossoms bloom all over your head.
Whose family on the street is young and charming?
In the countryside outside the city, a group of boys and girls walked together, outing and having fun. They were full of youthful spirit and infinite youth.
"Su Jianzun is indeed worthy of respect and admiration, but we also have our own ambitions. In the future, we may not be able to conquer the world with a sword like him and intimidate the world!"
There is a young man in white who is full of confidence and ambition.
"Yes, let's count the famous figures and look at the present! The legends and myths of the past will eventually be surpassed. This is the meaning of pursuing the great road!"
A young girl spoke with a smile.
"Of course, if we can't surpass our predecessors on the road, how boring would it be?"
"Hahaha, that's good, come and drink together!"
A group of young people and girls were chatting and laughing happily, and they were full of heroic spirit and high spirits that can only be found in this age group.
In the distance, a man in green robe smiled and looked away.
When I was young, I had great ambitions and lived up to the eternal flow of the river.
Young people, this is how it should be.
It's better to be a little arrogant or a little arrogant.
If you are not young and vigorous, how can you talk about the word "youth"?
"Friends, would you like to come and have a drink together?"
From a distance, the young man in white smiled and invited.
Su Yi was startled and pointed at his nose: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you. Come on, we meet each other by chance. Don't waste this wonderful time and endless spring!"
The boy in white said loudly.
Su Yi smiled and shook his head, saying: "You guys are playing, I... still need to go to the city, but I have something to worry about."
After that, he put his hands on his back and walked towards the ancient city in the distance.
Hua Hongzhen is hidden in this ancient city.
Behind him, the chatter and laughter of the boys and girls could be heard.
There was a hint of trance between Su Yi's brows.
Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine,
Never the same,
Youth tour.
——PS: Today’s Jingzhe, this chapter is enough to prove that Jinyu is really the one who didn’t save the manuscript (╥﹏╥)