There were more than ten households in Pingfeng Valley. Smoke rose from the chimneys at three or four in the afternoon.
An old woman with a walking stick and a young girl stood at the entrance of the valley for a long time before slowly walking down.
"Master, is the person who lives here very powerful?" The young girl wanted to help the old woman, but she was stopped by the old woman. "It's fine at home, but don't do this outside. I'm not so old that I can't walk," the old woman replied.
Then, he answered, "If it weren't for the continuous battles that damaged his foundation, I'm afraid he would have already attained the Spirit Wheel level. With his talent, how could he be stuck at the Earth Wheel level without any progress …" As he spoke, he seemed to see that shy youth who always carried a paper umbrella on his back and had dimples when he smiled.
At that time, she was around 20 years old and was in her prime.
Unfortunately, fate made fools of people.
"So powerful." The young girl stuck out her tongue. There were only 13 Spirit Wheel experts in the entire Tianjing Basin.
This person must have been a famous person back then.
The old woman walked very slowly as if she was admiring the scenery on both sides and adjusting her mood.
Following a small path, they walked for a full hour before they reached the entrance of the village.
When the children saw strangers, they looked at them curiously before dispersing. Only a naked boy with a ponytail and a runny nose was left. He ran up to the two of them, wiped his nose with his dirty fingers, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Who are you looking for?"
"Does Changtian live here?" the old woman asked with a smile.
"There's no such person!" the child replied after thinking for a while.
"Oh!" The old woman nodded and walked forward.
"I already said that there's no such person. What else do you want?" The child asked curiously as he followed the two of them. He raised his hand and wanted to grab the young girl's clothes. The material of the clothes wasn't what the villagers wore, but he hesitated.
When the young girl saw his actions, she quickly moved to the other side of the old woman. If she was grabbed by his runny hand, she would lose her clothes.
"As long as he's not dead, he's here. Even if he's dead, I want to see his grave. " The old woman replied first, then turned to the young girl beside her and asked, "Are you going to sell me out so quickly?"
"Master, I was wrong." The young girl quickly lowered her head and turned to the other side of the old woman.
A hand covered in snot suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt, causing her face to twitch. She looked like she was about to cry.
"So soft …" The child touched the skirt enviously, then quickly ran into the village.
"Run, Grandpa Chang! An old monster is coming to take you away!"
The old woman's firm footsteps suddenly came to a halt, and a sullen expression appeared on her face.
However, it quickly dissipated and was replaced by a light and joyful feeling in his heart. He was indeed still here.
A moment later, she stopped in front of a door and saw an old man sitting in the courtyard, pasting paper on an umbrella.
The old man looked to be in his sixties. His white hair was combed behind his head. He was concentrating on the work at hand. When he finished, he put the umbrella aside and looked up at the old woman with a smile.
"Long time no see!"
Dozens of years, countless thoughts, and in the end, it all turned into a single sentence, "Long time no see!"
"You've broken through?" The old woman's face lit up with joy.
"Yes, I originally wanted to repair my foundation, but no matter how much effort I put in, it was all in vain. Eventually, I gave up and worked here every day to feel everything around me. I didn't expect to break through. Life is still unpredictable! " Chang Tian said in a relaxed tone, completely ignoring how disheartened he was and how he gave up everything to come to this village.
"Good, good! You can live a few more years than me. Remember to visit me on my grave every year. I'm afraid of loneliness, "the old woman said with a trembling voice and tears in her eyes.
"Okay!" Chang Tian replied with a simple word.
After the old woman passed away, he moved to her grave and guarded her every day so that she wouldn't be lonely.
The old woman sized up everything in the courtyard as if she wanted to imprint the entire place where this old man had lived for decades in her heart. She sorted out her emotions and said, "This time, I'm here to invite you out of the mountain."
"I'm not interested in those things anymore," Chang Tian replied faintly.
"The empress of Dayao, the fifth most powerful expert in the world, Qi Zixiao! She's currently in Tianjing Basin, "the old woman said.
Upon hearing this, Chang Tian's expression finally changed, and the faint smile on his face disappeared. "How many people?"
"There's only her and two servants who are merely at the peak of the Man Wheel level."
"Who else is going to make a move?"
"Including your 17 Spirit Wheel experts and all the Earth Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin."
The young girl beside the old woman turned to look at her master with her mouth wide open. Weren't there only 13 famous Spirit Wheel experts in Tianjing Basin? Including the people in front of him, there were only 14 …
"Good! After I finish pasting this umbrella, I'll follow you down the mountain. This umbrella is what I promised, and I can't make half of it. " As the old man spoke, he held the paper umbrella in his hand again. Even if he had let go of everything, there were still some things that he couldn't let go. It wasn't for himself, but for the millions of people in Tianjing Basin.
One day later, three figures stood at the entrance of the valley and turned to look back.
More than 10 villagers were standing not far behind the three of them. They were holding a bundle in their hands. "Elder Chang, I've picked some mulberry seeds that you like to eat. I've packed them in this bundle for you to eat on the way."
"Also, I've packed the dough balls that I've made with suzi leaves for you."
"Grandpa Chang, come back soon!"
The old man took a deep look at each and every one of them. He remembered all these simple villagers in his heart before taking the bundle and saying, "There's no need to send me off. I'm leaving and will be back soon."
…
On Mount Qingniu, five figures strode down the mountain.
Four of them not only dressed the same, but even their appearances were exactly the same.
The only differences were that one of them had a mole on the left corner of his mouth, another had a mole on the right corner of his mouth, one had a mole above his lip, and the last one had a mole below his lip.
"Roar!" One of them roared, and the other three opened their mouths in unison. Their voices were so loud that they traveled dozens of kilometers.
All the beasts on the mountain were frightened to the ground, and all the birds soared into the sky.
"Hahahaha, there will be a day when the four of us can make a move!"
"Let's take a look at those old bastards and see how many of them are still alive!"
…
At the Golden Ring Residence, Zhan Changkong, Painting Fairy, and the various attendants stood in front of the residence.
At this moment, everyone was different from when Ren Baqian first met them. Everyone was armed and overflowing with murderous intent.
"Xu Huan, after we leave, the residence will depend on you," Zhan Changkong said.
"Chief, why don't I go while you and Madam stay behind?" A man in his thirties said.
"Since we are going to do it, we have to do our best. This matter concerns everyone in Tianjing Basin, so how can we be afraid of death? Furthermore … with your talent, there is hope for you to enter the Spirit Wheel level in the future.
Also, if Caixian comes back, take good care of her. "
Painting Fairy's eyes were full of tenderness as she watched her husband give his instructions.
…
In Wangbei City, the main door of the residence in the middle opened, and a dignified middle-aged man strode out. Behind him were more than ten men and women wearing helmets and armor.
In front of him was a cavalry of hundreds of people.
The middle-aged man looked ahead, turned around, and said, "Zihe, come here."
"Father!" A valiant-looking young man strode forward.
"If I don't come back, the North Alliance will be handed over to you," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice. The night before, he had already told his son about all the important people in the North Alliance, including who he could trust and who he couldn't. Regardless of who came back alive, his son would have a countermeasure.
However, before they set off, he was still a little worried.
"Father, you will definitely come back safely! I wish you a triumphant return! "the young man said in a clear voice.
"Haha, Qi Zixiao, the fifth most powerful expert in the world, who dares to say that they will come back alive?" The middle-aged man laughed. Then, he hesitated for a moment before slowly placing his hand on the young man's head and touching it. This was the first time he had touched the young man's head like this since he was five years old.
"Father!" The young man's eyes were a little red.
"Sissy!" The middle-aged man couldn't bear to see him like this and scolded.
A few women wearing helmets and armor behind him immediately glared at him.
"Let's go, let's go!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
"The North Alliance!" Many of the cavalrymen in front straightened their bodies and shouted.
…
Southern Metropolis, Green Bell Flower, Lingshan Sect, Manxing Pavilion, Nine Blades Sect, Death Toad Sect …
Whether they were famous or not, whether they were well-known sects in Tianjing Basin or gangs that were looked down upon by the people, whether they were the higher-ups of the three major powers or the elders living in seclusion in the mountains …
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