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Both Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi are simple in nature.

Even if you are a master of martial arts, they still abide by their duties, and their lives are monotonous and calm, and they do not participate in the battles of the wild and queer, and have no dispute with the world.

In their words.

Their martial arts practice was because they saved the predecessor more than a hundred years ago.

They don't know the fighting skills. Even if they break into the wild and turbulent world, they can't afford the big waves. It is better to spend a quiet life.

At the foot of the wild mountain, there are hundreds of households, also farmers, who have no martial arts, and use the hunting skills passed down by their ancestors to cultivate their fields.

Although life is poor, it's not bad.

Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi took refuge in their own cultivation to eliminate natural and man-made disasters, and gradually became the patron saint in the eyes of these farmers.

More than a hundred years have passed.

The two brothers and sisters are also difficult to withstand the years of invasion, as for the partners who grew up with them, they became a loess of loess.

"Aniu."

"I called a spirit rabbit from Houshan. This is your favorite game before. It can nourish the body. You can taste two bites."

At the foot of the mountain, in a stone house, Cheng Yi carried a porcelain bowl and handed it to the bed.

On the bed was lying an old man with a wind candle, like an elder Cheng Yi.

His hair was thin, his bones were thin, his teeth were all gone, he was so old, he was so angry that he had only a last breath.

At this moment, he looked back to the light, raised his trembling hand, took the porcelain bowl, and ate it with a big mouth.

Because he had no teeth, the meat in the porcelain bowl was swallowed by him, and he swallowed repeatedly, coughing, and Cheng Yi was sour for a while.

This is the only farmer at the foot of the mountain.

One hundred years ago.

A Niu is still as strong as a bull, her strength is amazing, her heroic power, how many women she has attracted, her heart secretly promises, even she is the same.

But in the blink of an eye, why is it so old?

"Xiaoyi...I used to like you..."

The old A Niu, while eating meat, was slurred, and seemed to be swallowed, with tears rolling in his turbid eyes.

"Like...over me?"

Cheng Yi was stunned.

Suddenly appeared in my mind, when A Niu took care of himself when he was a child, and the other party never married for life, he suddenly understood.

"However, without waiting for my confession, you are already a master of martial arts Liuzhongtian, the guardian deity here."

"I hold my breath, and I want to practice martial arts, thinking that one day, I can have the confidence to marry you, but in the end, I still haven't lived through the years..."

Aniu had put down the porcelain bowl and stretched out his trembling hands, but before he touched Cheng Yi's face, he hung down.

"Aniu, you have never married, and I have never married..."

Looking at the old man who had passed away in bed, Cheng Yi grinned, and the tears fell silently.

The love in her heart has withered before it has taken root.

Aniu is gone.

Among the farmers at the foot of the mountain, they live long.

He was buried in the back mountain.

Cheng Yi sat in front of the new grave, holding his knees, motionless.

"Ugh!"

Cheng Wen, a strong man with white temples, came over, looking at his sister, and sighed.

Looking at the people around him with his own eyes, one by one, this feeling is indeed very uncomfortable. After so many years, he also looked away.

"Yi'er, even if you and Aniu really come together, there will be such a day."

"And, maybe another hundred or two hundred years, we will lie here."

"Sorry, you look down." Cheng Wen comforted.

The practice of Budo Liu Chongtian can only delay aging, but not enough to keep them from invading for years.

"I am not uncomfortable."

Cheng Yi looked up and said softly, "Brother, I want to practice martial arts."

"Cultivation?"

Cheng Wen froze.

to be frank.

The brothers and sisters do not have too good martial arts qualifications.

Once you decide to practice martial arts, you must say goodbye to the peaceful life now.

"I don't want to kill people. I just want to have enough ability to protect the people around me. I don't want them to be taken away by years." Cheng Yi continued.

"guard"

Cheng Wen chanted these two words in his heart.

Recall these years.

Isn't it what they do that is the guardian?

Cheng Yi's heart did not change at the beginning, but his mood changed.

"Since you practice martial arts, then my brother, naturally want to accompany you!" Cheng Wen suddenly laughed.

At the foot of the mountain, people of the same generation have withered away, and there is no more concern.

Although there was a thorny road in front of him, he was not afraid.

Cheng Yi nodded, got up and his brother, went back to pack things, ready to leave this homeland.

The brothers and sisters are very famous in this wild mountain, and they are regarded as patron saints by farmers, but they do not enjoy special treatment and live in ordinary stone houses.

When the siblings pushed the door to enter, they found that there was a young man with black hair and black hair standing in the house.

"Pre... senior?"

The brothers and sisters suddenly widened their eyes.

In the wild barrenness, there are no longer a few ascending people, but they have never seen them, and after the spirits can ascend, they still come back.

"Senior, please teach me to practice martial arts!"

Cheng Yi took a deep breath and stepped forward to pay his respects.

Cheng Wen regained his spirits, and followed him quickly.

The two brothers and sisters decided to practice martial arts. Isn't this mysterious strongman the Master?

"The martial arts are too weak, I will only teach you to practice the Divine Spirit Avenue."

"Since tomorrow, come to Houshan to retreat with me."

Xiao Ye glanced at the siblings and smiled.

these years.

He has been observing this pair of siblings.

If so, he would be disappointed to fill the greed in his heart with the help of the martial arts practice and the nonsense.

But Cheng Yi and Cheng Wen did not.

The brothers and sisters, as always, with a heart of red child, became the patron saint in the mountains.

Guarding is also the most primitive motivation for him to pursue martial arts and set foot on the peak of the **** order.

Although the qualifications of the martial arts brothers and sisters are very poor, in this respect, he is very satisfied.

He did not, disturbing the fate of the farmer at the foot of the mountain, which was not cruel and indifferent.

It is because this is what these brothers and sisters must experience.

Only when the state of mind changes can we have the fearlessness and go further.

Otherwise, how can he be qualified to be selected by him and become the candidate for a perfect spiritual plan?

The voice fell.

Xiao Ye disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

"Now I'm in the **** of the big realm, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out before Brother Wen, they wake up."

"I don't know what the chaotic world is now."

In the wild mountains, Xiao Yepan sat down.

"But okay, I can just meditate and practice to see if I can break through to the endless peak, and use it as a springboard to transform into an innate god!"

Xiao Ye secretly said.

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