A large group of people walked upwards. Of course, most of them were watching the show. The three leaders were all dressed in their usual clothes; Lu Zhong wore his old clothes, and his left sleeve was not cut off, so he just dangled it; Lan Xiufang wore a light blue palace dress. , lightly applied makeup, holding a bamboo flute at the waist; Jack is dressed as a fisherman again, with a bamboo hat, fishing rod and fish basket. If someone who didn't know the truth looked at the three of them with bare hands, they would think that this was just a trip.
Those following behind were old and young, injured and disabled. Although almost all of them are seniors whose age and age cannot be tested, there are a few conspicuous juniors who have their own characteristics. The consumptive ghost and the lame brother supported each other; Yan Yan carried the seriously injured matchmaker up the mountain, which made people feel that their bodies were just right for each other, but Yan Yan was just like a crutch under the matchmaker's arm...
As for Tu Yingxiang, who was originally lively and lively, now he had a sullen expression on his face and remained silent. Because her reason for following up was not quite right: "It has to be convenient for someone to come down the mountain to notify and collect the body." She was almost thrown off the mountain, which shows that such a personality is really undesirable, especially when meeting a group of people who are not even afraid of the emperor. Human time.
Others who also wanted to go up the mountain were extremely busy at this time. Thousands of martial arts elites disappeared without a trace overnight, and the world was abuzz with speculation about the truth of the matter. Sima Xiao and Tu Zhengxian fought hard to clean up the mess. Even Tu Kui, who threatened to stop taking care of things, had to personally come forward to suppress the rumors. After all, the last thing people want to believe is the truth. Who would know that a thrilling decisive battle is about to begin on Tianmen Cliff.
Stepping slowly on the overpass, the flying rocks in front of you are where Tianmen Cliff is located. The old man sitting cross-legged on it was surrounded by clouds and mist, as if he had been waiting a lifetime for this day. No one could see his figure clearly because the fog on the mountain was too thick. But everyone could feel that the old man turned his head and looked at everyone, and the brilliance of his eyes shot straight into the depths of everyone's hearts. Those dark pupils.
Jack, Lu Zhong, and Lan Xiufang also stepped into the clouds and mist, walked behind the old man, and sat cross-legged on the ground. Lan Xiufang took out the bamboo flute and tried a few notes. The flute sounds suddenly turned up and down, making people feel at ease. Suddenly, Tianmen Cliff seemed to fall into an illusion. All the clouds and fog were excluded. Only four people were left sitting in it, and the expressions of their limbs were clearly visible.
In the eyes of the two Jie brothers, all the actions were like watching Fuxi interpret Bagua. Wuji gives birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to Liang Yi, Two Yi gives birth to Four Symbols, Four Symbols gives birth to Bagua, sixty-four, four thousand and ninety-six... At this point, the two brothers can no longer see clearly the changes on Tianmen Cliff. Although their thoughts were dead and silent, the momentum impacted their hearts, liver, spleen and lungs, and their limbs seemed to be dancing in response.
But in Tu Yingxiang's eyes, she just saw a silly blonde idiot swinging out a fishing rod. Liar, this place is at least a thousand feet away from the stream below. It would be scary if he could catch fish. Sitting next to them were two idiots with the same giggles, an idiot old man and an idiot bald man. Only Lan Xiufang, who was sitting in the back, could play the flute fairly well. The tip of the rod changed slightly, but Jack was still waiting quietly, as if he could feel the details of the hook. When the fishing rod was raised, a strange golden carp followed the fishing line across the top of Tianmen Cliff, frightening Tu Yingxiang who had cursed him thousands of times for lying to people and ghosts.
What level of swordsmanship has Lu Zhong reached with only his right arm left? Is he progressing or regressing? He could no longer explain why, but in his eyes, the fish was just a fish. The right palm becomes a knife, and it is swayed freely, and the fish scales, fish maw, and three slices are cut instantly. Liu Xilin flipped his hands, and the mist outside the flying stone was attracted and condensed into a water ball, floating between the four people. The fish that had been processed also fell into the water ball.
The fish fillets flowed in the water ball, which originally seemed to be calm and slow. With the sound of Lan Xiufang's flute, a water ball seemed to be squeezed and urged by four external forces, split into four directions and moved, and the water flow became faster and faster, even boiling. But no matter how the fish fillet is twisted and deformed, it can always return to its original shape, it just changes from raw to cooked. The sound of the flute gradually slowed down, and the water ball gradually became calmer. Jack dipped his finger into the water and tasted it. "Hmm~ It's a bit bland." He turned around and shouted, "Does anyone bring any salt?"
"Here it is, catch it."
A foreign object burst through the air carrying Wu Tao's power. Jack was about to reach out and take it, but Liu Xilin intercepted him halfway. "I'll give you some seasoning, kid. Even a good fish soup will be inedible. I'll do it." He opened the small porcelain bottle in his hand and tapped it with his fingers. The salt crystals in the bottle seem to have spirituality. They gather into bunches and float into the water ball, dissipating instantly. At the same time, several juniors also realized that Immortal Mu Feibai was standing on the overpass at the other end.
Lan Xiufang, who put away her bamboo flute, also stretched out her fingers to taste it. "Hmm~ It tastes good."
"Of course, it's true. This is the time when Tianmen well carp tastes the most delicious. Roaming in the aura of clouds and mist, feeding on mountain moss and fairy dew, it will take hundreds of years for well carp to grow so fat. Oh, it's so luxurious. It's luxurious." Liu Xilin flipped it over with his left hand, took out a small water ball and fish meat, and held it in the shape of a soup bowl. After taking a sip, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
The other three people also made the same movements, but they could notice that the shapes formed by the four people were different. Liu Xilin's soup bowl has a wide and deep mouth, calm and stagnant; Lan Xiufang's soup bowl is like a shallow dish, with no ups and downs, no waves; Lu Zhong's soup bowl is like a large cup, with a narrow mouth and a wide belly; but Jack's soup bowl is like a large cup with a narrow mouth and a wide belly. Uncertain, Xilihulu changed randomly before settling into a spherical shape.
The other immortals came to the flying rocks with smiles on their faces, and several juniors also pushed across the three-foot-three gap. Mu Feibai came to the four of them first, shrunk the Liangyi Huntian Mirror into the size of his palm, cut it into the water polo, and brought out a small piece. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and wandered. "Okay, it's really good soup. I haven't enjoyed this refreshing taste in years." The others did the same thing, but no one spoke to praise it. Because everyone knows that no matter how many words you use, you may not be able to express your feelings clearly, and communicating with each other does not necessarily require using sounds. Even a satisfied expression or a stunning look can convey your thoughts.
Seeing several juniors standing there stupidly, Jack put down the fishing rod at hand and looked into the distance. "Why don't you drink it? The fish soup won't taste good when it gets cold."
Jie Qi, who was holding a cane, just muttered: "If you want to drink, you must first have the skill..."
But the matchmaker bent down and dipped her fingers into the soup on the little balls that had been divided. Before I put it in my mouth, I could already smell the tangy fragrance. My moist tongue seemed to be melted by the soup on my fingers. The elegant taste was definitely the first time in my life. Only a few other people knew how to imitate the matchmaker's movements and dig directly with their hands.
"It's true, boy." Looking at Jack's handsome side face, Liu Xilin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. "It would be great if you could exert such concentration in normal times, so you don't have to turn everything upside down one day. Power is not absolute, martial arts is used by people, and the mind must be mature and flexible enough. There is only a balanced improvement. , can be regarded as progress in pursuing the "Tao"."
"That day? Did you see it?"
"Yes, it can be seen very clearly from here." Liu Xilin pointed to the direction of Tujiazhuang Courtyard at the foot of Tianmen Jingshan Mountain. It's a pity that the juniors only saw a hazy place, not even a cardboard box-like hut.
"Looking at you like this reminds me of the group of eternal beings outside the southeast who complain about eternal life. They are all equally immature. It's like a child who has too much power, but falls because of hitting his own feet with a rock. It's like screaming..." "I know that." Jack, who interrupted, replied lightly. He changed his sitting position and sat on the ground, looking up at the blue sky where the clouds and mist had dispersed.
He wanted to chatter a few more words, but looking at Jack's indifferent expression, Liu Xilin swallowed all the words in his stomach. He just muttered and complained: "I really don't understand what your father is thinking."
"Dazai asked. I also asked him the same question."
"His answer was..." "Boy, you mind me."
...Alas~
"Forget it." Liu Xilin took out a Martial God Token from his arms. The same iron plate, the same pattern, but there is an extra red ribbon tied to the top of the plate. Handed to Jack. "Now that you have reached the agreement between us, which was originally agreed upon, the position of God of War will be passed on to you. I hope that in the future you can keep the spiritual platform a little clear at all times like you did today. Instead of living in a hazy state like before. "
"Wait..." "Wait a minute!" Tu Yingxiang interrupted Jack's words and yelled like crazy. "Aren't you going to get into a fight? Why don't you have a dah-dah-dah, boo-boo, boom-boom-boom..." Liu Xilin approached Jack and asked in a low voice, "Where did those adjectives come from?" "No. I know." Tu Yingxiang continued to perform, "──The clanging sound is non-stop, and there will be swords, sword shadows, and light balls and beams flying everywhere. It is best if Jack's blond hair can stand up, and there will be flames roaring and roaring around his body. , and then use your 100-level skills to blow up any mountain in Tianmen Jingshan. Don't you think this is called beating!"
There was silence for a while. Realizing that everyone was focusing on her, Tu Yingxiang blushed unconsciously. Jack spoke first. "Let's talk first. It's not my fault that she's like this. If you go down and meet Mr. Tu, you have to speak for me."
"You..." The dispute that was about to start was stopped by Liu Xilin. "Listen to me first. The agreement I made with Jack nineteen years ago was to see what Tao he could understand in nineteen years. The Tao follows heaven and is in harmony with nature, and martial arts is only the other way around. First, it's just that there are more people pursuing the Tao on this path. Since it depends on the individual's feelings about enlightenment, isn't it the same as fighting or boiling fish? The danger of the battle just now is no less dangerous than what I have experienced. The duel. The mystery of it is beyond words. Since Jack's performance exceeded my requirements, naturally he should win this battle. Of course, the performances of Miss Lan and Brother Lu also far exceeded my expectations. In just a short time For decades, people have been able to pursue this realization, so happy, so happy."
Seeing a dead old man talking happily, Tu Yingxiang just turned away and asked the people around him. "Do you also understand?" The matchmaker shook her head matter-of-factly; Yan Yan tilted her head to consider; instead, the Jie brothers looked at each other: "Probably." "I could see something at first, but then It's really smoke and mirrors."
"This... how is this possible! You see, they all have good hands and feet," everyone looked at Lu Zhong's empty sleeves fluttering in the wind, "--they neither vomited blood nor suffered internal injuries. How can this be considered a crime? Beaten!"
"Alas~" Jack turned his gaze back to the horizon, not paying attention to the exaggerated performances of the people behind him. "You humans are really barbaric."
"Well, you are just like us, so don't say such things like staying aloof." Liu Xilin complained, and at the same time handed out the token in his hand. "Take it. Take the ten thousand-year black iron from Jiuyin Mountain and forge it with the fierce fire of Wuyang Mountain. This Martial God Black Iron Token has always been a symbol of the Martial God. Ordinary Martial God Tokens are just imitations of this token, let alone A group of little guys in the southeast created the warrior order. Accept it, inherit the name of the God of War, and continue to lead us. I finally found something for you to do. Being idle all day is not good for your health."
After receiving the Martial God Black Iron Token, Jack just looked at it and sighed. "You've been doing this for so long, do you think I can do better than you?"
"That's not what they say. People say that I am born with talents that will be useful, even if it is just one or two things. As long as you do the most critical thing right, no matter how much you ask for, it will be in vain."
"One thing, two things." Jack stood up and laughed. "You guys have no courage. Okay," raised the Martial God Black Iron Order high in his hand, "--listen to me, Martial God, Jack? K? R's first order is to disband this organization from now on. No one can order anyone in the name of the God of War." After saying that, he threw the Black Iron Order of the God of War far into the sky.
Everyone watched helplessly as the token with supreme power turned into stars, with both bitterness and smiles on their faces. Liu Xilin sighed softly. "Did you know that littering is a very immoral act?"
"It's something you do once in a while." Jack looked at everyone behind him jokingly. "Anyway, the "Martial God" organization is just a way for you to vent everyone's excess energy in order to quell the dispute between Tao and demons. We have been in peace for thousands of years, and if you still need this shackles to clamp down on all the cultivators in the column, then you will die. Forget it."
"Ha..." "Haha." "Hahahaha~" The scattered laughter became louder and louder. Except for a few juniors, no one in the room did not burst into laughter. For everyone, it's time to loosen the shackles of the God of War. Each other needs some space of their own, instead of being wary of and containing each other.
Suddenly, the clouds in front of him gathered into a human shape, and a middle-aged man wearing a light blue Feng Shui master's robe appeared in it. Tu Yingxiang saw the middle-aged man floating in the air and exclaimed: "Uncle."
Tu Xiuxian didn't speak, his beard curled up, or he couldn't speak. After all, this is just a substitute performed by Taoism. Putting his right hand into the substitute's chest, Tu Xiuxian took out a scroll of paper and the Martial God Black Iron Order that Jack had thrown far away before, and handed it over. Seeing the emblem of two snakes holding each other's tails on the scroll, Jack took the thing tremblingly.
"Uncle,──" Tu Yingxiang stepped forward and called, "─Grandpa, grandpa actually hopes that you can come home. He no longer blames you."
The substitute formed by the cloud gradually dissipated, but Tu Xiuxian still smiled back at his cute little niece. His right hand stretched out his fingers to form a pen and started writing in the air. The clouds dissipated by the fingers turned into fonts and remained in the air. When Tu Xiuxian's form completely dissipated, the beautiful handwriting also disappeared with the wind. But Tu Yingxiang has clearly remembered those concise characters. "I know when to go back."
Jack was so excited when he opened the scroll that he almost crumpled it into a ball and swallowed it. Liu Xilin glanced at the strange symbols on the scroll and thought it might be some kind of writing that Jack knew. After a second thought, I also guessed who might have sent this roll of paper. "What does the letter say?"
Unconsciously, he put both the paper scroll and the Martial God Black Iron Order into his arms at the same time. Jack stared blankly into the distance, thinking about various things. He answered Liu Xilin smoothly. "Well, to put it simply, you treat me like a dog that can only see bones, to whet your appetite."
"Mu Feibai, are you leaving?" Gui Qiniang saw her old friend slowly leaving and expressed concern.
"The agreement on the last Martial God Token has not come to an end yet. Anyway, I should go back to Mingjian Villa to handle everything. Anyway, it will take a hundred years at most, and I have plenty of time." Mu Feibai stopped. Footsteps, looking back. He smiled bitterly and said, "Jack, please live well. At least until my disciple comes for revenge."
"Well, I might disappoint you." Jack stood up straight and walked to the edge of the flying rocks on Tianmen Cliff. He looked back and smiled, as if saying goodbye to everyone. "Goodbye, everyone." Leap!
Before the first surprise was over, I saw a second surprise jumping down. The matchmaker followed in Jack's footsteps and left. I just heard shouting from the air: "Idiot! Idiot! I really didn't expect you to follow me even if I want to die! Are you bothered? Get back here!..."
"It's a bit technically difficult." Everyone looked at the two people who jumped off Tianmen Cliff, until their figures turned into black dots and disappeared into the green jungle below. Lan Xiufang asked herself in a low voice: "Is Jack really dead?" Lu Zhong said in an indifferent tone, rubbing his bald head and commenting: "I haven't cut off that hozen's head with my own hands and used it as a ball." Before the kick, I didn't really believe that Jack had something to do with the word death."
Most people agreed with Lu Zhong's remarks. Mu Feibai shook his head helplessly and left with a wry smile.
"Then I'm leaving too." The second person to say that she wanted to leave was Yan Xiaomei. Everyone looked at her with puzzled expressions, but Yan Yan just smiled. "I have seen too many things with Jack. I have to go home and settle down. Besides, I miss my father and mother. Jack is gone, this battle is over, and I have nothing to do here. ." After that, he whistled and left by the original route. No one dares to guess what her mood is.
Seeing the green figure disappearing into the winding path, the Jie family brothers felt lonely in their hearts. Lu Zhong just smiled when he saw it. "Why don't you catch up?"
The two were silent for a long time, and it was the younger brother who spoke first. "Because... I miss home too." "Well, it's time to go home and take a look. If there is fate, we will meet again eventually. Maybe fate only ends here." "Besides, when traveling in the world, people in the world are risking their lives. The fight for "No. 1 in the world" in the end is just a small group of people who are happy for themselves,──" Jie Qi looked at the group of "inhumans" watching the scene, "──then it's no big deal to get such a name that is not worthy of the name. ." "If fame and fortune need to be exchanged at such a price, then we really need to calm down and think about it carefully." "If this is the world that everyone is flocking to,..." "...Then I think we two brothers are more suitable to return. Let's farm at home."
"Okay, let's go together." Jie Fangshu who spoke came to the two brothers. Jie Liang was just shocked. "Grandpa Grandpa is coming too."
"I've always been involved in the family, and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Suddenly things stopped here, and I didn't know what to do for a while. Let's go back to my hometown first." The three of them started walking and looked at the road home. Walk. Seeing Jie Qi limping around, Jie Fangshu joked: "It might be an opportunity for the ghost woman to cure her legs, little Qi."
"Grandpa, what do you say?"
"Bagua Zhang is just a representative name. According to the moves, steps, usage, and characteristics, it can also be divided into dragon-shaped Baguazhang, Bagua Zhuanzhang, Bagua Changzhang, Bagua Continuous Changing Palm, and Bagua Lianzhang. , Youshen Baguazhang, Yin Yang Baguazhang, etc. Qi Xiaozi practices according to the old method, maybe he can develop a set of Bagua Lame Palms, but it is a unique skill that has never been done before and will never come after. Hahahaha~"
"Grandpa Zu, can boy Qi still practice kung fu?"
"You just train to keep fit, why do you care about what you get out of it. If you don't move your body all day long, you will feel itchy."
"That's true."
Watching the conversation between his brother and his grandfather, Jie Liang didn't know how to interrupt. Just because he always felt that his grandfather's words seemed to be mocking his brother, but there was still some truth in his words. After all, Jie Jia Kung Fu just relies on practice. Hmm~ I have something to think about.
The Jie family's grandfather and grandson left everyone's sight, and the immortals who were still staying on Tianmen Cliff also left one after another, heading in their own directions. Gui Qiniang looked at Liu Xilin. "Brother Xilin, where do you plan to go?"
He looked up at the sky and thought for a moment. "Go back to Cold Spring Forest. I still have to wait for this little guy to grow up."
Gui Qiniang suddenly remembered the blazing flames in the eastern capital of the mainland. "That's not your fault."
"Whether it is or not, it's always a way to pass the time. Just let me calm down for a while and think about the past and the future. Sudden changes always take time to adapt to." A bright sword light came out of his sleeve, and the lightning Shen's long sword froze in front of Liu Xilin. Gently tapping the blade of the sword, Liu Xilin smiled lightly at his old friends who had been with him for a long time, and let the light of the sword lead him away from Tianmen Cliff.
"Everyone has his own ambition, and he can't do it through force." Crazy Qingzi and Lu Shishi stood behind Gui Qiniang, looking at Liu Xilin's back like a meteor.
"What about you two?"
"Go back to Lengquan."
Seeing Gui Qiniang's surprised expression, Lu Shishi took out the Evil Soul Blade and laughed at the same time as Crazy Qingzi. "Everyone has his own ambition, and he can't do it despite his own efforts." Two more figures crossed the sky.
"Ah... everyone has left. What about you, Granny Ghost?" Tu Yingxiang asked Granny Ghost. The pale-haired old woman understood it well and held Tu Yingxiang's little hand. "The ghost mother-in-law is gone, who will send the little girl from the Tu family down the mountain. Let's go."
"Um."
After sending away the seniors and juniors one by one, Lu Zhong and Lan Xiufang still stayed where they were until only two of them were left.
"Um...what should I do?"
"What should I do? Of course the song is over and everyone is gone. Otherwise, your big bald head would still be left blowing in the wind on Tianmen Cliff."
"That's right. Where do you plan to go?"
"What about you? Let's talk first."
"I'll go back to Xingchanglong. I finally had a good time with my old club, and I have some feelings for the guys. When I think about the few jars of good wine my old club has secretly stored, the wine bug in my bones comes out."
"Well...I have accumulated a lot of gold and silver in the past few days. I think I will leave the southeast for a walk. Speaking of which, I haven't left the southeast yet. Look at the outside world, travel around, and then bury my bones. In an unknown foreign land."
"Burying the bones in an unknown foreign land? Don't you think this is more suitable for a rough guy like me?"
"Don't underestimate women, we are also very strong."
"Yeah."
"No more. If one day I want to find a place to rest temporarily, maybe I will come to Xingchanglong to find you. Don't forget to prepare a roast suckling pig as a treat."
"Sure, Bao will make you fat."
"Ha! You're planning on my figure, so I won't care about you anymore."
End.