Chapter 360

Ling Yun calms down from his mind and looks at the distance. This is not the wild world before, but a completely strange world. Even the rules are completely different. Although they are very similar, they are absolutely different from Kyushu and the wild. He frowns, cuts out with one sword, and cuts out a huge gully on the ground.

The spirit of the sword persisted for a long time. "What do you mean, master?"

Ling Yun asked in a loud voice, but no one answered him. Ling Yun sat down cross legged and carefully looked for the loopholes around him. But this is a complete world, not a dreamland, but the silence around him. There are no other creatures except flowers and trees.

"What's the matter..." Ling Yun murmured.

……

Twenty eight years ago, the boy who was once famous for the three religions and his elder martial brother walked through the wild world together. He also visited the old people in the northernmost mountain of the wild world.

There was a deal between them, or the bet was more appropriate. At that time, Xie Junhao would not be his opponent, and it was even more impossible to protect Ling Linlin around him. Therefore, the life and death of the two people were in the hands of the old man at that time, but for those who had never appeared since ancient times and would never be in the future, he really cherished talent.

The old man didn't like Zhenbei City, so he didn't like Kyushu. But he listened to him patiently and sent him out of the mountain.

……

Xie Junhao was standing on the sea of the ethereal state, holding a sword in his left hand and drooping in his right hand. His black long-distance running was flying with the wind. When he was in the wilderness, he was not very clear about what he had said and what kind of gambling he had done with the old man. He would not go to spy on their voices, After the old guy sent himself and his younger martial brother away from the mountain, the younger martial brother said softly, "elder martial brother is also very disappointed, isn't he?"

Xie Junhao didn't say anything, but nodded slightly. Ling Linlin didn't tell him anything about that day's conversation. He just gave him a book, which is also an ordinary story book. The only difference is that it came from a strange novel written by the novelist's ancestor when he was young.

He didn't like reading all the time. Of course, he put it aside. After his younger martial brother died, it seemed that there was only such a book left between him that he could still cherish.

It's not easy to remember the past. It's too intoxicating when he thinks of it. He looks to the wild world, and then slowly takes his eyes back and goes forward. Every step he takes, his sword Qi is heavier. When he steps out of the nine divisions, his sword Qi separates the sea in front of him and exposes the bottom of the sea. Although it's only a short moment, it's enough to prove his high swordsmanship and strength.

His right hand was like a sword. When he went up to the platform, there was a crystal palace at the bottom of the sea on the left side. The whole sea seemed to be extremely calm, with only a sword light across all directions, but this sword seemed to have no effect.

Xie Junhao's white hair is flying and his hands are calm. At the end of the sea, where he can see, there are ten thousand blue waves connecting the sky, high in the nine clouds, and the sea of clouds rolling like a dragon. In this world, on the blue sea, there is only one white haired swordsman.

A dragon spirals out of the water and twines around the Crystal Palace. His whole body is dark, which gives people a cold and fierce feeling. However, he lowers his head to the white haired sword. Xie Junhao steps on the head of the dragon, sits cross legged and straightens his back. "From here to the last entrance to the sea in the wild world, he goes there."

The black dragon nods and takes the Crystal Palace to the entrance of the wild world. If anyone is saying that the only two swordsmen in ghost Valley don't know how to enjoy it, he will call him two big mouths. Look, are you going to fight?

I'm going to travel!

Xie Junhao takes out the story book that he was given by his younger martial brother and slowly reads it. The black Jiaolong, who was worshipped by his younger martial brother in the ghost Valley, only dares to swallow his anger and can't complain at all. Even if one of the two on his head has been dead for many years, as long as he is a little upset, the only way to wait for him is to lose his head, Only those who have really come into contact with this person will know his horror.

Even after he had died for many years, heijiaolong did not believe that he was really dead. Some people died, but he lived all the time. Some of them were respected and some were afraid.

As for the other one, this really living sword repair, the top sword repair in the world, is nothing to be offended by. If one sword comes down, he will be given nothing.

"You have so many thoughts in your heart, but you are honest. If you can live more time, it depends on your performance in the future," Ling Linlin sat cross legged with his chin in his hands. "Elder martial brother just doesn't like to think about these things, otherwise he should have thought of them."

"Is it Xiao Lingyun?" Xie Junhao asked.

Ling Linlin snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "there are no parents who don't care for their children. Even if she cuts off the cause and effect in the world, she will probably still think of the children who have suffered a lot."

"Don't you blame us?" Xie Junhao suddenly chuckled bitterly. The younger martial brother must have expected these things, "each has his own thing, not to mention any resentment. Moreover, this experience is a good thing for him, but his choice is unexpected but reasonable. I don't intend to let him change his way. I respect the child's choice, so just escort him for a while, What will happen in the future is his own fortune, chance and luck. I don't believe in what God gives me. I just believe that I can get it. "

"So it was your plan that he went to the wild world?" Xie Junhao asked.

Ling Lin shook his head, "he went to the wilderness, go or not, in fact, it is not important, but in the time to go and not to go."

"Those?"

"Yes, when I came back from the wild world, I knew that I would die. I chose to die willingly. Of course, I would leave some backhand. The disciples of Xunsheng were very good at playing chess. What they knew, as well as some elder martial brothers, was that..."

Ling Lin stretched out his hand and hugged the sea. "Whether it's Kyushu or the wild, Qingxuan or Jinlian, it's a big chessboard. We are all chessboards, and we will also be chess masters. Some of the chessboards are insignificant, and we will only find them when we go to a certain step. So when it doesn't happen, everyone won't care, including me. This is what we usually call a backhand, I'd rather have nothing to eat than find a job. "

"What do you see in the future?" Xie Junhao asked.

Instead of answering Xie Junhao's question, Ling Linlin said, "what do you think of Ling Yun, elder martial brother? Isn't that bad? "

"What's wrong is wrong." Xie Junhao said in a deep voice.

Ling Lin Lin looked down at his hands, "this is probably what the fifth elder martial brother said to me?"

"But when choosing a road, outsiders can't sympathize with the choice and later thoughts, and the scenery they see on the road. It's not that I'm estranged from my elder martial brother, but that many things are really hard to understand without personal feelings." Ling Linlin's topic turns to beiliangzhou again. "It's a pity that my elder brother Jianxiu in beiliangzhou is about the same age as me, But it's also worth it. 300000 iron cavalry frightens the three continents. It's actually a barrier for Zhenbei city. He has too much blood in his hand

"As a scholar, I have nothing to do with my hands. I will only get more blood in the future." Ling Linlin said softly, "some people should die, some people should not be, but they will all die. Even the three religions' ancestors and teachers are the same. There is no one in heaven and earth who can't die. It's just the use of death."

"As a student, I can't share my worries for my husband; As a younger martial brother, he can't take good care of his elder martial brother. He travels with his elder martial brother, cooks tea, plays chess and drinks with him; When a husband is separated from his wife, he can't relieve his worries, can't relieve his worries, can't say warm words, can't do anything; It's even worse to be a father. If the children don't teach well, they will suffer more. "Ling Linlin pointed to his head, looked calm, and looked into the distance." I bet with the old man in the wild world. What do you bet on, elder martial brother

"Ling Yun?" Xie Junhao asked uncertainly.

Ling Lin shook his head, "it's the book I wrote. Will he like it?"

"That's it?" Xie Junhao asked.

Ling Lin sighed, "elder martial brother, some of them are in kendo, but we should also think more about others. We are all old men in our school, but we still expect them. When we go back to ghost Valley, a group of boys will surround him, and he will be very happy."

Xie Junhao is too lazy to take up this topic. Ling Linlin has a saying that he is right. As a student, he can't share his worries for his husband.