Cart pusher, Shachaer,

Send my brother to school.

My brother studied for three years.

I took a test of a scholar.

First worship father, then mother,

Go to my wife's room again.

Open the silver box with gold key

There was light in my wife's room.

...

More than ten children of five or six years old formed a circle, clapping their hands and singing nursery rhymes. On the big rock mill in the center, there was a weird old man in black clothes, white hair and black beard sitting. He listened to the children singing stupidly, clapping his hands with the children, and learning to sing with him, but he fell in love with him like an old fool who was crazy.

The old man and the children were having fun, but the children's parents were panicked when they saw it, because the old man had a slight and fierce aura, which did not look like an ordinary person no matter how he did. His abnormal actions made the adults even more anxious. They hurried forward and pulled their children back with all their might.

"Let's go, go, if you don't go, the old lunatic will kidnap you away later..."

The unnecessary panic seemed to be contagious. Within a few breaths, the adults coaxed and deceived the child with almost the same words. In the end, there was only a little girl holding a windmill next to the old man and did not leave.

"Girl, why don't you leave?"

"I am ⊥日本⊥本⊥本生, and when x leaves, no one will play with my grandfather..." the little girl said naively.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. The little girl's parents, who were finally reminded by their neighbors, ran out in panic and started shouting from afar: "Eya, go home with me quickly! Have dinner. Have dinner..."

"Didn't you just finished eating?" Erya asked strangely.

The parent went forward and pulled him away without saying a word. He said, "You are obedient when you go home. Are you stupid? If everyone else has left, you dare to stay..."

Erya couldn't resist, and she was reluctant to leave when she walked out, and the weird old man looked at Erya walking away with a pitiful expression.

But after walking a few steps, Erya took advantage of her father's relaxation and broke free and ran back.

"You child..." The parent scolded angrily, but unexpectedly, he was facing the strange old man's sudden sharp gaze. He was so scared that he was limp that he almost sat on the ground.

Erya seemed to have not realized it, and ran over a few steps, stuffed the windmill in her hand into the old man's hand, and said, "Good grandpa, Erya can't play with you anymore, I'll give this windmill to you..."

The strange old man's eyes immediately became softer, and his eyes fell on the colorful windmill. He could no longer move his eyes.

"Goodbye grandpa!"

The obedient little girl returned to her father, and there was no sign of her father's indifference. She still turned around innocently and waved her hands, with a smile on her face brighter than the sun.

"goodbye……"

The old man waved the windmill while shaking his arms, and his originally sharp eyes were instantly shrouded in a layer of confusion...

"Wind, windmill..." The strange old man looked at the windmill in his hand, and kept blowing, and the windmill kept turning, "My Jiaojiao seems to have said that she also loves windmills the most..."

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao..." The weird old man fell into chaos, "It's late... it's time for me to go home! Give the windmill my Jiaojiao... Jiaojiao makes osmanthus fish for me..."

The strange old man immediately stood up, not caring that the sun had just passed noon, and turned around and walked towards the east...

On a tower ten miles away, Zuo Shaobai's eyes were filled with fear, and his hands were trembling constantly. Although he strongly suppressed his emotions, the results were minimal.

Not only anger, but more of fear from the depths of the soul, even if he would never admit it.

And this feeling of being away for the rest of your life comes from the black figure in the distant crowd.

Fear is everywhere, and even though it is so far apart, it does not make Zuo Shaobai feel a little safe at all.

"Brother Shaobai, can you be sure that that person is Shentu Zhenyue?"

An incredibly old voice sounded from the side, and the slow tone was word by word, but it was filled with a chill that ordinary people could not imagine.

It was really cold. Shuzhou was still hot in the hot summer, but the old man kept venting his breath, as if he was in the cold winter.

"He is Shentu Zhenyue... Even if he turned into ashes, I still recognize him. I didn't expect that the explosion that year did not kill him. He was really lucky... Brother Xuanwu, this time the Holy Sect helped him deal with Shentu Zhenyue. After returning, my brother would definitely be inseparable from his brother's benefits." Zuo Shaobai said this name as if he had used all his strength. Although he wanted to replace him at the beginning, the fear he had accumulated over the years had penetrated into his bones and could not be avoided.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say..." Xuanwu, one of the six emperors of the Demon Sect, nodded with a smile, unable to get any interest in the benefits he mentioned.

"Since it's this fish that misses the net, why don't we take action immediately and get rid of him?"

The person who spoke was another brave man. The fierce aura on his body looked stronger than Xuanwu, but a real master could tell that Xuanwu had actually reached the step of returning to nature. His aura was restrained. Apart from the astonishing cold air that popped out from time to time, he was already very inconspicuous.

The speaker has a good status and can actually speak to Xuanwu. Surprisingly, among the people present, there are as many as five people with such status, all of whom sat proudly at the sandalwood table behind Zuo Shaobai. Each of them was enough to compete with any of the black and white evil spirits.

As soon as the majestic man finished speaking, one of the people snorted coldly and said, "The other party is Shentu Zhenyue, but not the cat and dog in the world. The leader of Jie Lan is sure to be able to capture it with such a hand?"

The majestic man glared and almost turned his back on the spot. However, in order to take into account the face of the Xuanwu Lord, he barely suppressed his anger and asked back: "Can the Master Yingliu see that Shentu Zhenyue is already a powerful person? He is weak in energy and has messed up his feet. He is simply losing all his martial arts?"

The Sect Master Yingliu laughed and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Sect Master Jielan has really good eyesight. It seems that the five sect masters of the thirty-six paths here are the best eyesight for you, and we are all blind..."

The leader Jie Lan could no longer tolerate it and shouted angrily: "What do you mean?"

"It's boring." The Sect Master Yingliu did not give in at all. The two sides immediately became tense after a few words, and they were about to take action almost immediately.

It turned out that the five presents who could be as powerful as the Xuanwu Lord were all the sect leaders of the thirty-six paths of the Demon Sect. Their strength was basically the Return Realm, and they were powerful.

In recent several operations of the Demon Sect, more and more masters from the Nine Sects and Thirty-Six Paths appeared and walked directly into the front desk of the struggle in the martial arts world. The strong strength accumulated by the Demon Sect in two hundred years was slowly revealed in front of people.

However, these sect leaders of the thirty-six paths have been disobedient to each other for many years and have disliked each other. If it weren't for Luo Podi's high-risk and strong pressure, these people would never have cooperated honestly.

At this time, a conflict broke out between the two sect leaders, Jie Lan and Ying Liu, and it immediately expanded. The five sect leaders swear and accused each other, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The Lord Xuanwu snorted coldly and said, "Everyone, have you forgotten how the Lord of the Holy Lord explained before leaving?"

As soon as the voice of the Xuanwu Lord fell, the five thirty-six Taoist sect masters immediately calmed down awkwardly.

Maybe they were not afraid of the Xuanwu Emperor, but they were afraid of Luo Podi.

The Master Xuanwu said lightly: "No matter how Shentu Zhenyue looks, we must know in our hearts that that person, Shentu Zhenyue, who is the "No. 1 sword in the world", is not an exaggeration to be cautious. Of course, just as Master Jie Lan was worried, if he really lost all his martial arts and was not clear about his mind, we would immediately kill him and send him back to the west."

"Who will test it?" someone in the crowd asked.

This person plays a tough job. If Shentu Zhenyue pretends to be crazy and stupid, the person responsible for the test will become a bunch of pieces, or even be split into two directly.

Several sect leaders of the Demon Sect were silent at this time. No fool was willing to be the sword test stone because it was really too dangerous.

The Emperor Xuanwu glanced at the sect leader coldly and asked coldly: "Why? The fighting in the nest is so brave, are you all scared when you get serious?"

Everyone's faces were gloomy, but they didn't say anything.

At this time, a sigh was heard, and Zuo Shaobai's voice came and said, "I'll come and find the candidate for testing..." (To be continued...)

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