Pei Xian and others all frowned, but it was difficult to persuade him no matter how hard he tried.
Decades have passed, after the Battle of Tamsui. The only six remaining Martial Emperors in Ronghe, Emperor Lu Wu, Emperor Yunwu, and Tan Nu, all have cultivated into Martial Arts. They have gone to the True Soul Realm one after another. He, Pei Xian, is also in Dan.
With the help of medicine, he broke through and became Emperor Wu.
The power structure in Ronghe District has changed a lot. The old people have changed, and a new generation of soul monks are also rising.
Pei Xian and others were unable to speak out to dissuade him.
When several people from both sides were fighting in a chaotic mess, and when the battle was fierce, a fiery red figure jumped out from the depths of Zhuangzi, and there was a wave of anger!
In an instant, Xiaocao drew his sword and struck the general out flatly. The blade of the sword hit the faces of several people in the melee, leaving a series of red marks.
Several people suddenly collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. Xiaocao looked at these people coldly: "If you want to fight, get out and fight. Otherwise, girl, I will throw you out with my own hands."
Xiaocao was deeply impressed by Zuo Wuzhou's courageous style. He didn't talk nonsense. After saying that, he turned around and jumped back.
Everyone was shocked and moved!
It should be noted that the people in the melee were Lord Wu. Even if Emperor Wu such as Pei Xian took action personally, they would not be able to paralyze these people to the ground so easily.
Pei Xian and others were secretly shocked and looked at each other: "It's really weird to discuss it here instead."
The sky is dim.
There was a disturbance in the afternoon and it quickly subsided.
It's hard to say whether it was due to the power of Xiaocao or something else. Even though everyone had some conflicts, they didn't do anything in public.
It would be really embarrassing to be thrown out by a young girl. Such an ugly thing should never be done.
What's more, this place is Zuojiazhuang.
Pei Xian and other old soul monks who have experienced the past. Even if they know that Zuo Wuzhou has "fallen", they dare not act rashly. The fear of death is still there, which exactly describes this kind of mentality.
Decades of changes, Ronghe's changes are extraordinary
Of course, no matter what happens, Zuo Wuzhou will not take it seriously at all. Not to mention anything else, just Ji Tong Mengwu Jinwang can take action and level Ronghe.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't ask, and Xi Su'er, who knew he had a cold temperament, simply didn't mention it further.
There is really no change
After the anger was over, the Jiuya Kingdom gradually declined and struggled to maintain its status as a major country. When Emperor Lu Wu of the Fengtian Kingdom left, Pei Xian relied on the pills given by Jun Wang to break through and support the Fengtian Kingdom's reputation.
Once Emperor Yunwu of the Yuntian Sect left, the position of the Yuntian Sect was also shaken. They only relied on their remaining power and a certain momentum.
hold.
Emperor Dong Wu suddenly came to visit, and Pei Xian greeted his concubine with a smile.
They were sitting around a stone table next to a tree covered with frost. Making tea and drinking it in the ice and snow had a unique taste.
They drank a cup of hot tea with each other and were filled with joy. Pei Xian felt regretful and exhaled a breath of white-drawn air.
"Zuojiazhuang, what a pity that man is."
A Lord Wu held the jug and warmed the wine. He poured the wine proudly: "Is this the person that Emperor Pei Wu was talking about back then?"
Pei Xian could naturally hear the arrogance in Lord Wu's words, and looked at Emperor Dong Wu with a wry smile without comment. Today's young people are all arrogant. Whether they can withstand setbacks is another dilemma.
Emperor Dong Wu turned the tea cup around and said, "Brother Pei, why do you think Xi Su'er wants to discuss it here instead? Isn't it weird?"
"Sure enough, I'm not the only one who thinks so."
As soon as the sound came out, two uninvited guests came unexpectedly. They were Emperor Mawu of Fengwei Sect and Emperor Zhongwu of Biqing Kingdom.
Pei Xian greeted them with a smile: "There are two other people in the original scene who are also interested in my tea, please."
These four great martial emperors can walk together and live in harmony. It is precisely because they survived the disaster together
Compared with seventy years ago, the old people of those days were gone and lost. The old people of Emperor Wu who had experienced what happened back then were the only ones left.
We joked and exchanged pleasantries for a while. Finally, we turned to the topic: "That girl this afternoon, guess what kind of cultivation she has."
It's just a guess, but in fact everyone has a weighing in mind. It's either Emperor Wu or Wu Yu. Pei Xian smiled: "Don't you think the death of Na Xi Yibei and others is very sudden? What happened in the palace that day? You We all have a rough idea."
"I'm afraid, it took Wu Yu to have the ability to kill so many soul monks so easily. It seems that Zuojiazhuang is not easy at all." Emperor Zhongwu smiled reluctantly.
Pei Xian suddenly said: "Guys, do you think that person is dead or not?"
Everyone choked.
Emperor Dong Wu sighed: "I don't know what you think. I simply don't believe it."
Emperor Zhongwu nodded, and Emperor Mawu smiled bitterly: "Although if he lives for a day, our Fengwei Sect will be embarrassed for a day. But I don't believe it either."
No matter how confident and true the news of "Zuo Wuzhou's death" came back from the real soul world.
Pei Xian and others were dubious at best. Apart from them, none of the soul monks who had personally experienced the legends and killings back then really believed that Zuo Wuzhou "has fallen."
In the battle of San Miao, hundreds of soul monks led by the Nine Great Martial Emperors were escaped by a Martial Lord. Pei Xian and others had experienced it personally. How could they believe that Zuo Wuzhou had "fallen".
The past of San Miao reminds the old soul monks in Ronghe all the time. Unless they see Zuo Wuzhou’s dead body with their own eyes, unless they see his head chopped off with their own eyes, no one will really think that Zuo Wuzhou is dead. .
It's really ridiculous, all the soul monks all over the world believe that Zuo Wuzhou is dead. Only this soul monk in Ronghe District doesn't believe it.
The soul monks in Ronghe District only believe what they see with their own eyes. Zuo Wuzhou's "resurrection from the dead" may not be possible now.
There may not be many people who hate Zuo Wuzhou. However, Xilin has been prepared for decades and the sailing is smooth. Not only is Zuo Danzhou not only captured but still alive, but Zuo Danzhou has not been robbed for a day; no enemy dares to make a move!
Some people, even if they die, will crawl back from hell.
Pei Xian naturally didn't believe it.
Emperor Tiwu's heart moved, and the hand that was pouring tea suddenly froze: "Could this be what Brother Pei meant?"
"He's not dead and he's back?
Emperor Mawu was unable to sit upright and almost fell to the ground. Emperor Dongwu, who picked up the teacup and put it in his mouth, almost put the entire small teacup into his mouth!
As long as that person doesn't die, he will be an eternal shadow in Ronghe District, existing in everyone's heart.
The tea-making Lord Wu didn't take it seriously, but he was shocked by the performance of the four great Emperors: "Is that person really that powerful?"
Seventy years have passed. A new generation of soul monks has also emerged. Among them, there are still countless geniuses. Naturally, they are arrogant and arrogant. They either worship or disapprove of that legendary person. These two emotions are always inseparable.
Pei Xian smiled bitterly: "Yes or no, it doesn't matter. We are not their enemies. We just follow Xilin."
Emperor Dong Wu and others were suddenly stunned and tried their best to smile: "Yes, yes, although he is easy to kill, he is also reasonable and does not kill irrelevant people."
"It seems that Xuantian Sect and Xiang Guo'er are begging for some trouble." Everyone looked at each other and smiled, feeling a little trembling in their hearts.
Xuantian Sect and Xiang Kingdom are the most popular sects and great powers in Ronghe District.
Seventy years ago, the nine great kingdoms of Ronghe, and now Chongyun and other states have been annihilated or annexed one after another. Only the three great states such as Fengtian are still in power and live under the stream forest.
About seventy years ago, Zuo Killing God returned and fought, killing half of the soul monks in Ronghe. Countless countries and countless sects were wiped out.
Seventy years have passed, and our vitality is recovering. It has never been able to return to the peak of seventy years ago.
In Ronghe District, headed by Xilin, three established powers captured the power of the God of Killing, and followed in their footsteps, creating Xilin's boundless momentum.
However, several great powers have emerged one after another, and some sects have also emerged, gradually becoming a trend.
This time, 30% of those who came to discuss important matters were from newly rising sects and countries.
Xuantian Sect and Xiang Kingdom are the best among the 30%. They have no respect for certain people and things. They have caused trouble and trouble many times over the years. The climate has gradually become more and more provocative towards Xi Lin.
One of the parties involved in the melee in the afternoon was Lord Wu of Xiang Kingdom.
During this discussion, the biggest unrest factor was the group of forces led by the Xuantian Sect and the Xiang Kingdom.
Emperor Dong Wu and others chatted and laughed together for a while. Seeing that it was getting dark, they went ahead.
Wu Jun, who was making tea, couldn't help but said: "Emperor Pei Wu, that man is indeed a genius, but he is not that great. Look at his actions. He is just a reckless man, why should you be afraid of him."
The Battle of Sanmiao, the Battle of Tamsui, and countless other legendary battles, big and small. It seems that they are really vicious and reckless.
Pei Xian sneered: "If you die, you are reckless. If you are not dead, then you will not die. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has always been the case. You say he is a reckless man, but I only regard him as someone who dares to do something."
There is always a thin line between recklessness and bravery. It is extremely difficult to distinguish.
Throughout life, there are always many things to defend and to race against time. If everything is judged according to the situation, go ahead if it is beneficial, and shrink if it is not beneficial. If you are strong, you will retreat, if you are weak, you will bully, then it is just a mediocre situation.
mediocre.
Live, just live a decent life, live a wonderful life.
Zuo Wuzhou lives with such self-confidence, such personality, and such wonderfulness. If others understand him, they will understand. If they don't understand, even Potian will not understand.
After all, the same rice feeds all kinds of people. Many things are always a matter of opinion.
Pei Xian did not say much to this Martial Lord. Most of the young soul-cultivating geniuses of this generation grew up in the legend of the God of Death. They either admired it or disapproved of it, or said that they were no worse than the God of Death.
There was no need for Pei Xian to talk nonsense with him. Halfway through drinking tea, someone came over to invite Pei Xian. They said they were inviting him to meet someone.
Pei Xian followed this person to the depths of Zhuangzi, where it became increasingly quiet.
Halfway through, Zheng met Bai Guan and looked at each other: "You were invited too."
Not long after, we arrived at the core area of Zhuangzi. The man smiled: "Please, please."
Pei Xian and Bai Guan walked in secretly and cautiously. There was a man standing on the snow and suddenly turned around: "Brother Bai, Brother Pei, we haven't seen each other in decades, how are you?"
Pei Xian and Bai Guan stared with wide eyes and lost their composure: "You are indeed not dead!" "Please
Zuo Wuzhou smiled lightly and asked. Pei Xian and Bai Guan, whose minds were blank for a moment, sat down as if they were ashamed. It took them a long time to come back to their senses. Their minds were filled with excitement!
When I thought about it, I had so many doubts. I had so many words in my mind that I didn’t know where to start.
Zuo Wuzhou was speechless: "I'm not going to talk nonsense when I invite the two of you. Brother Pei, I will always remember the love for the longevity pill back then."
He waved his hand slightly and took out the box. He placed it on the stone table: "Brother Pei, I couldn't repay the great kindness back then. Let me repay it with these small gifts."
Pei Xian opened the box and was moved. His hands suddenly started to tremble: "The essence of thick soil! Zongfu!"
Seeing the contents of the last box, Pei Xian exclaimed with joy: "Wu Yu Dan!"
Zuo Wuzhou said: "Ten Martial Control Pills should be enough for Brother Pei to break through."
These items are definitely at the level of treasures in the Dharma Soul Realm. With ten Martial Control Pills, if you are lucky, you can even create ten Martial Control Pills. Pei Xian was ecstatic, but found it extremely hot: "These treasures are too much.
Expensive. When I was ordered to give you an immortality pill, it was not worth so much.
Zuo Wuzhou spit out a white mist arrow: "Brother Pei, I know very well whether it is worth it or not. That longevity pill, if the kindness is as heavy as a mountain, this is not enough to repay the feelings of the past."
Finally, Pei Xian thought about it and gritted his teeth: "Okay, then Pei would like to thank Zuo Wuyu for his kindness! If Pei succeeds in something in the future, he will not forget it."
Congqi and Zuo Danzhou did not have much friendship with each other and did not hold back much. After a brief discussion, they regretted their childhood and resigned.
All the way back, Pei Xian seemed as if nothing had happened, keeping one hand on the three precious boxes.
After thinking about it, I was really filled with emotion. It was Emperor Lu Wu's decision that Pei Xian gave him the Immortality Pill. Unexpectedly, it was that inconspicuous Immortality Pill that would be returned to him decades later.
Such great benefits.
It should be noted that one Immortality Pill can extend his life for thirty years. Ten Wuyu Pills are enough for Pei Xian to break through, and the life span extended is several times that of the Immortality Pill.
A talisman, in the Dharma Soul Realm, could enable Pei Xian to protect himself.
On the one hand, he was thinking about it, on the other hand, he was grateful, and on the other hand, he even sighed: "Although he is a barbarian, he is not unreasonable. Yes, now that he is back, it is even more important to deal with the devil and follow the stream."
For example, I made a small investment decades ago. Even Pei Xian didn't expect that the return on this investment would be so amazing.
Wait until Pei Xian leaves.
Zuo Wuzhou and Bai Guancai looked at each other and laughed. They said goodbye to each other after decades of experiences.
Elder Wu of the Prime Minister Zong has already passed away. When he mentioned this, Zuo Wubei secretly felt sad. Elder Wu gave him some very important pointers back then, and thinking about it now, he still fully appreciates this sentiment.
"Elder Wu has gone. Now that you are in charge of the Benxiang Sect, should I call you senior brother or elder?" Zuo Wuzhou was in a happy mood when old friends gathered together.
"But Shao did this, you are already a martial artist, and the Benxiang Sect can no longer accommodate a great god like you." Bai Guan laughed: "Elder Wu and I have never regarded you as a disciple of the Benxiang Sect.
, you shouldn’t be squatting in the little True Xiang Sect.”
How can it be said that Zuo Wuzhou is still a disciple of the True Xiang Sect in name. However, compared to the name of this disciple, the friendship between Bai Guan and Zuo Wuzhou is not as stable.
For decades, Bai Guan was still the Martial Lord. He could not break through to become the Martial Emperor. He only said that Zuo Wuzhou was still the Martial Emperor, and sighed: "You are a man who makes enemies wherever you go, and kills wherever you go."
At.".
At that time, you forgot to follow Zuo Wuzhou's request and sent someone to bring Gu Yiyi and Zhang Dongtian to the True Soul Realm to practice. Bai Guan wanted to preside over the True Xiang Sect, so he couldn't go.
"I have heard for a long time that in the True Soul World, you killed people all over the sky and made enemies all over the world. You are also the number one target of the Soul Heaven Sect." Bai Guan didn't know that the True Soul World was dangerous, so he just thought it was an interesting story.
Come.
Zuo Wuzhou smiled and took out a storage bag: "I wanted to send some things back then, but I was surrounded by enemies at that time. I always have free time today. In this storage bag, there are some Martial Emperor Martial Emperor Pills, and some
Equipment and talismans. You can bring back the original phase sect. From now on, the original phase sect can slowly take it and develop it."
Wujun Dan, Beidou has not refined it. The grade is too low. Beidou has no interest in refining it. Just like the Royal Talisman, Beidou and Zuo Wuzhou have not thought about refining it. It is useless because of it.
Bai Guan thought for a moment: "That's fine, you can be considered a disciple of the True Xiang Sect."
"Tonight, you and I will have a good chat. I really want to know what you did in the True Soul Realm back then, which made people angry. Everyone in the world knows that you are dead, and how did you come back to life?"
After talking with Bai Guan all night, Bai Guan went to attend the meeting.
Beforehand, he asked Zuo Wuzhou if he was participating. Zuo Wuzhou shook his head and said nothing. Bai Guan didn't say much.
Watching Bai Guan go to the outer village, Zuo Wuzhou grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face. He straightened his appearance. Seeing that it was still early, he thought to himself: "Let me make breakfast for my mother first."
Zuo Wuzhou, who has been on the path of soul cultivation for decades, is basically a perverted person who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains. Going to the kitchen to learn the craft again is a sign of filial piety.
In the kitchen, Wu Xi had already arrived first and was playing table tennis with Wu Xi in the kitchen. Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi each carried a bowl of sweet and delicious porridge and walked to their parents' house.
"Dad, Mom, have breakfast." Zuo Wuzhou walked in with a smile. He clearly looked like a commoner boy, without the appearance and temperament of a murderous god.
Wu Xi felt that if the second brother smiled more honestly, he would really look like that farm boy. As soon as they entered the house, Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi's expressions changed slightly, they rushed forward, put down the porridge, and put them on the bed.
My mother lost a piece of wood soul power into her body, and suffered heart-wrenching pain.
My mother's breath is getting weaker day by day.
"Dad, you have some porridge." Wu Xi handed the porridge to Zuo Yidou.
Zuo Yidou didn't answer, and looked at Lin Dongmei with a trace of sadness in his dull eyes.
"Mom, let me feed you." Zuo Wuzhou forced a smile and tried his best to restrain his fear. He supported his mother, took a spoon and filled half a spoonful with it. After it was no longer hot, he fed his mother some porridge!
Lin Dongmei's eyes moved slightly as she looked at her son and daughter whom she had remembered for decades. Her purple and white withered lips no longer had the nagging words she had been having since she remembered them. There were no more caring words.
That spoonful of porridge, the moisture flows from the cracks of the lips and slides down from the corners of the lips!
Wu Xi cried bitterly. Zuo Wuzhou glanced away angrily: "Why are you crying? Mother just doesn't want to drink porridge, yes, mother!"
Lin Dongmei's gray eyes were fixed on her children. There was a hint of relief. What she wanted to say, her dry lips that had been tired for decades could not utter even a single word amid the trembling, only the slightest sound of wind.
She wanted to raise her hand and touch her son's face, look at her baby, see and touch her baby clearly. It was already very different from the time when he was born.
In her heart, the child is her child. Just like the moment when a newborn comes. The child in her memory is the impression that has never grown up.
It turned out that the child was already old and no longer needed her to worry and take care of her.
Zuo Wuzhou glared at Wu Xi fiercely. He sniffed hard, and the wooden soul power surged into his mother's body in a faster and gentler way.
"Mom, my child is an adult now and has great abilities." Zuo Wuzhou wiped away his tears: "Mom, you must have never flown before. My child will take you to fly, okay?"