Fu Canglu

Chapter 401 South Sea Invitation
big snowfield.

Ye Xiaolou crossed his arms, and the three ancient swords around his waist had been removed by him at some point, and he was holding them in his arms at this moment.

Wang Xuezhai raised his head and looked at the heavy snow in the Western Regions.

"The great world is like a snowfield in the Western Regions, a vast expanse of whiteness."

"No one knows how long the snow has been drifting in the Western Regions, and how long it will continue to drift in the future."

Dongjun gently stretched out a hand to catch a piece of white snow.

He said with emotion: "When we step on the heads of sentient beings, we are nothing more than a relatively large snowflake."

Clenched palms slightly and closed them.

He didn't use his vitality, but used a mysterious method to squeeze this snowflake into the snow that hadn't gathered when the dome was formed.

The snowflakes sneered and dispersed, and when Wang Xuezhai opened his palm again, the palm was already empty and there was no more.

Dong Jun, who crushed the snowflakes, paused and said, "As long as it is snow, it will melt."

Ye Xiaolou glanced at the man in the bone robe beside him, and said casually: "The snow field you are stepping on now is the accumulation of heavy snow in the Western Regions for thousands of years."

Wang Xuezhai was slightly taken aback.

"You come from the Hidden Valley, and I come from the Sword Tomb." Ye Xiaolou hugged three ancient swords in his arms, subconsciously tightened his arms again at this moment, and said lightly: "Before the snowfields in the Western Regions are formed, there must always be snow that melts in the air .”

"My master died at the gate of hell, and he exchanged his own death for the last time in the world." Ye Xiaolou raised his eyebrows: "There are not many great practitioners in this world who can sacrifice themselves for the world like master , but will the gate of hell be opened next time?"

Wang Xuezhai was silent for a moment.

Ye Xiaolou smiled and said: "You said that you stepped on the heads of all living beings and enjoyed countless admiration, so one day the sky fell, and you should stand for them."

Dong Jun lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Where have you been all these years?"

Ye Xiaolou said calmly: "Scattered to a few remote small worlds. Master sealed the ghost gate back then, and now no one in the world knows where the entrance of the ghost gate is, so we can't just leave it alone. Should keep looking for it.”

Dong Jun frowned: "I heard that the 'Small World' is a regular island outside the Central Plains, and there are practitioners who are proficient in cultivation."

Ye Xiaolou nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if thinking of what happened over the years, and still remembering certain episodes.

"Some cultivators in the small world are really powerful." He did not keep the information, and said firmly: "Because of the 'rules', otherwise the best of them should be comparable to the masters of the Central Plains."

Dongjun's expression was complicated.

"After all, the luck of the great world is not only distributed in the Central Plains." Ye Xiaolou said with emotion: "These indigenous practitioners' skills and practices are not weak, and some of them are even outrageously talented. It's a pity that they If you are not born at the right time, if you can come to the Central Plains to receive the baptism of vitality, you will directly reach the sky in one step."

Wang Xuezhai sneered, the disdain on his face was already evident.

Ye Xiaolou said: "However, Ghost Gate is still the scariest of many small worlds. There are too many big people imprisoned there. The 'rules' give them unlimited lives. If they are released, it will be a disaster."

"Even if it is No.1 in the world today, the cultivation of the city lord of Fengxue Yincheng can't resist the catastrophe of the ghost gate." Ye Xiaolou said with a complex expression: "The one who can resist the catastrophe by himself is either in the heyday The Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is either the overlord at the peak of the year. It's a pity that of these two, one fell before exhausting his supernatural powers, and the other had no intention of saving the world, and hastily formed eight or nine immortal seals to seal the small world."

Wang Dongjun recited No.1 in the world meaningfully.

Then Dongjun asked playfully: "Do you still think that the Lord of Yincheng is No. 1 in the world?"

Ye Xiaolou was silent for a moment, slightly closing his brows and eyes.

"The lord of Fengxue Yincheng may have integrated the soul of the 'Taixu' descendant that leaked from the ghost gate back then."

"so what?"

"'Taixu Xiang' is the first heavenly appearance that is more powerful than the lotus dragon snake, and the 'Taixu Xiang' inheritor has already reached the realm of great master consummation 1000 years ago."

"so what?"

"If the city lord of Fengxue Yincheng completely digests that soul, at least it is the realm of a great master."

"And why?"

"My master is a very strong person, but he is no more than a great master after all if he is released from the imprisonment. It can be seen that the great master is really against the sky." Ye Xiaolou said softly: "And the master of the Fengxue Silver City The good fortune is even more against the sky, and there are not many great masters who have reached perfection during the Shifu period, so if he fused a soul at random, in a few years, he will only be short of that Tongtian's finishing touch."

Dong Jun said seriously: "I think the Lord of Yincheng can't beat 'him'."

Ye Xiaolou paused.

"The only evildoer in this life who can convince me is Li Changge." Wang Xuezhai laughed at himself: "But ask yourself, if I was born ten years earlier, and I didn't catch up with the great world, I lived with that person again , can you be a little shoulder to shoulder and reach his current level?"

He shook his head and said solemnly: "Difficult. Difficult. Difficult."

"I don't know how this man did these incredible things in the age of no luck." Dongjun said with a serious face, "I even think"

"He can suppress robbery by himself."

Ye Xiaolou narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Xuezhai.

"I'm serious." Wang Xuezhai closed the big sleeves of the bone robe, looked into the distance, and said: "But he is by no means a person with a heart like Lord Sword Master, so don't expect him to show mercy and act for the Central Plains." Eliminate the calamity. This catastrophe has been fixed for so long, and the karma is huge, even if there is really one person who can suppress the catastrophe, no one will willingly set himself on fire."

Ye Xiaolou asked softly: "One day, what will you do?"

Dong Jun said: "One day, I don't mind letting the practitioners in the ghost gate see my methods."

Ye Xiaolou laughed.

"Don't get me wrong." Wang Xuezhai glanced at Ye Xiaolou and said expressionlessly, "I'm naturally not a good person with a heart for the common people. It's the best ending and the worst ending for that monk in Darong Temple to gather the souls of the six realms to save the world." It's just a great practitioner from the ghost gate being released, I don't think the world is incapable of fighting now."

Ye Xiaolou narrowed his eyes, his temples fluttered, and hummed lightly.

"Li Changge, Xi Yao, Monk, Nanhai Daotai, you, me, Yi Xiao, that dragon sparrow, that little guest from the Buddhist sect..." Dong Jun took a long breath and said calmly: "Nowadays, the talent in the Central Plains is against the sky. There are too many people, all the temples are on the rise, everyone is tied to a chariot, the gate of hell is opened, and no one can survive alone."

Ye Xiaolou said, "Yes."

"Nowadays, there are many talented practitioners in the Central Plains."

"But do you still remember the Rain Demon?"

Dongjun was taken aback.

Ye Xiaolou continued: "Or what about the red-clothed woman from the Mu family, Sword Immortal?"

Wang Xuezhai narrowed his eyes, probably understanding what Ye Xiaolou meant.

"If they hadn't died, there should be a place for them in this world."

"Unfortunately, if there is no such thing, they are already dead."

"Even if he has the appearance of a shark and fox, he died in the great world. When the gate of hell opens, what will the Central Plains look like? Is it thriving, or is it withering?" Ye Xiaolou chuckled and said, "I'm not Compassion for heaven and earth is definitely not for the sake of the Central Plains, it is just that we, like the wanderers of the rivers and lakes, live under the sword and die under the sword, sometimes we cannot help ourselves, how can we care about the people in the world, the life before us and the future after us?"

Wang Xuezhai had a complex expression, not knowing what to say.

The sword mound heir said softly: "If I die outside, it's just one person and one sword. There is nothing to regret."

Dongjun seemed to realize something was wrong in Ye Xiaolou's words, he frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to sea."

Ye Xiaolou said softly, "Tianjihai."

Dong Jun was a little puzzled: "Leave now?"

Ye Xiaolou said calmly: "Master's regret is over, why don't you leave?"

Wang Xuezhai was startled.

He said seriously: "Nanhai's invitation card should have your name on it."

Ye Xiaolou hummed lightly.

"The stele of Liuxian has great good fortune." Wang Xuezhai deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word good fortune.

"I don't care about these fortunes." Ye Xiaolou waved his hand.

"The whole world is eligible to receive invitations, but only ten people." Wang Xuezhai still didn't understand what the man in front of him was thinking, and said seriously again: "Even if you are not interested in the creation of Liuxian Monument, you can be as famous as yourself It is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fight against evil cultivators."

Ye Xiaolou smiled and shook his head.

"If I followed my previous temperament, if I really wanted to fight against the 'monster' you called, I would go directly to the South China Sea with my sword. Whether I have that invitation card or not, it will not prevent me from climbing Zhongwei Peak."

He smiled and pointed to the south in the heavy snow.

"But after borrowing that person's things, I no longer want to go to the South China Sea."

Ye Xiaolou thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because it's boring?"

Wang Xuezhai was silent for a moment.

He didn't quite understand what Ye Xiaolou meant, so he could only ask tentatively: "That person will also go to the South China Sea?"

Ye Xiaolou shook his head and smiled: "The secret must not be revealed."

Dongjun pursed his lips.

He received an invitation from Nanhai.

Not only him, but the most prestigious group of monsters in the world have all received invitations from Nanhai.

Invite all evildoers from all over the world to climb the final peak to discuss the Tao.

Countless people have racked their brains, wanting to leave a fairy fate at the Liuxian Monument.

And Ye Xiaolou in front of him gave up such a great opportunity?
Even a great cultivator like Dong Jun who is as pure as he is, feels a pity for Ye Xiaolou when he thinks of the great opportunity at the Liuxian Monument.

Ye Xiaolou smiled and said a few words.

"When the tree head and flowers are exhausted, you will see the beauty of the fragrance."

"Burning Heart Fire Cave, Fang feels supremely cool and refreshing."

Dongjun raised his head in a little bewilderment.

After saying this, Ye Xiaolou smiled and tied the ancient sword back to his waist, waved his hands without looking back, turned around and swept into the heavy snow.

"Slip away."

(End of this chapter)