Tat!

The sound of horse hooves, the wheels rolled, and dozens of people headed south. Behind them was the boundless grassland, and there were hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry that faintly formed a line with the grassland.

Just like when Lu Chuan came, hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry on the grassland greeted him, and when he left, he also saw him off.

Such existence, regardless of good intentions or malicious intentions, affects the minds of countless people.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan left!

Just like when I came, I did not act out any extreme, just like a spring outing, and the same was true when I left.

But the slightest statement was calm and seemed to have done nothing, but the sword that killed more than a dozen innate powerful men in an instant remained in the hearts of the grassland people forever.

It was not until the convoy left and disappeared from sight that someone bravely came to the high slope, but they all looked deserted.

Even for many years, no one dared to enter this place again.

The originally green high slope was now dim and radiant. Within a few miles of radius, the plants and trees were depleted, like a sick yellow spot, embedded in the greenery, so conspicuous and dazzling.

Such terrifying power is no longer owned by people in the eyes of grassland people.

But Lu Chuan knew that although he created that knife, he was far from being controlled. Otherwise, not only would there be corpses left, there would be no such obvious traces on the ground.

However, when human power is poor, even if he sits for ten years, his energy and spirit are consumed so much that it is almost at its limit, and it is difficult to deduce it any more.

The most important thing is that the rules of heaven and earth here do not allow the power beyond that sword to exist.

If you force it, it will only suffer backlash and even endanger your life. This is not what Lu Chuan wants.

But this is not enough. Even if you master stronger power, it is not enough to allow Lu Chuan to break through the life span limit.

Han Yufeng was like a wife, taking care of Lu Chuan's withered and yellow hair and carefully wiping it, even if there was no dust on it.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"Not hard work!"

Han Yufeng smiled and smiled like a flower, as if companionship was the greatest happiness.

Lu Chuan didn't say anything else, everything was left unspeakable.

He is not a good person or a gentleman who is as good as jade. He just set his goal and could no longer tolerate anything else in his heart.

The two of them knew very well and had a tacit understanding, carefully guarding this tacit understanding.

There was nothing to say along the way, and Lu Chuan went back to Chiye Peak for a few days, but he did not see Han Tiejun, Han Qinhu and his son who were rushing in anger.

With his current mentality, if the two of them were not tactful, he would never mind killing, even if it would make Han Yufeng sad.

Lu Chuan is a very stubborn person. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come to this day.

Sun Yu sent rubbings of secret techniques accumulated over the past ten years, as well as some files about the world's actions.

Lu Chuan glanced at him and stopped paying attention. It was nothing more than someone who wanted to kill him, such as the dozens of innate masters that appeared on the grassland.

Thirty years have passed since the Battle of Sun and Moon Gorge. Most of the warriors in the world have lost money, and their vitality has been greatly damaged, and too much profit has been left out.

In addition, Lu Chuan was not stingy or cherished himself. Instead, he made it openly that he could exchange what he had in his hands as long as he had the ability.

There are many ways, and as long as he is still alive, no one dares to act rashly.

At most, it is just such a previous temptation.

More than a dozen innate masters used as pawns. It has to be said that thirty years of peace have indeed grown the ambitions of some people.

Unfortunately, ambition and strength do not match at all.

Lu Chuan didn't even want to kill someone, but even gave instructions to relax the exchange conditions for certain secret art treasures.

If he hadn't really needed a little adjustment to relieve his boring life, these people wouldn't even exist, so he could have gone to him and be presumptuous.

Even Lu Chuan knew exactly who was a spy among Han Yufeng's entourage.

Unfortunately, even if he gave these people a chance to poison the food, his energy and spirit declined to the extreme and he would not hurt him at all.

No one can know, nor can they imagine that although Lu Chuan's cultivation is still innate, his own realm is too much beyond that.

After reading the secrets of martial arts he has collected recently, with his current cultivation level, even in the eyes of innate powerhouses, he can understand the secret techniques that are extremely profound. After reading them, he can understand them roughly.

If you sit down and carefully deduce, you can even learn from one example and innovate, and even take not much time.

Over the past 30 years, Lu Chuan has released countless secret magical scriptures and created countless martial arts powerhouses. It may have made him feel refreshed, but fewer and fewer.

In the world, martial arts geniuses are like crucian carp trees crossing the river, and there are many talented people who have emerged.

Unfortunately, it is difficult for these people to make a breakthrough when standing on the shoulders of giants, and they can see higher and farther like him.

Of course, the more reason is that this world is like a cage, limiting the development and changes of various forces. While trapping these geniuses, it also firmly imprisons Lu Chuan's path forward.

The difference is that Lu Chuan has found his own path, but others are still exploring and moving forward on the inherent path.

Before staying at Chiye Peak for long, he first re-arranged the formation of Jade Seal Mountain and inspected the medicine garden he had arranged. After three years of seclusion in Chiye Peak, he got up and went to the East China Sea coast.

As usual, sit on the top of the cliff wither and watch the rise and fall of the tide, and the sun rises and sunsets.

This sitting was far beyond Lu Chuan's expectations. He sat down for thirty years until his beautiful life was beautiful.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Just like since Jiazi, Lu Chuan has rasplied out three words hoarsely.

"Not hard work!"

Han Yufeng snuggled in Lu Chuan's arms, staring at his side face in a daze, rubbing it gently, as if the magnificent as the rising sun was not as charming as the people in front of him.

Boom!

The waves slammed the shore, and the wind and waves suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the sun, just like a natural disaster in the end, but when it surged to the cliff, it was blocked by an invisible wall of air and was not injured at all.

"I was dragging you down. I shouldn't have bothered you. With your genius, you don't need so much..."

Han Yufeng's eyes were slightly dim, and her wrinkled face was full of self-blame and guilt.

"It's because I have obsessions in my heart, it has nothing to do with you!"

Lu Chuan held her hand, Jiazilai smiled for the first time, and said with a faint smile, "Look at the sunrise."

Before he finished speaking, the waves of thousands of feet calmed down silently, and the colorful rainbow bridge stretched across the sky and the earth, facing the scorching sun, beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.

Han Yufeng smiled sweetly, and she seemed to be crazy.

One day later, the two returned to Chiye Peak. After handling all the affairs, they traveled all over the country, as if they wanted to pick up the past.

It was not until three years later that the Supreme Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, Han Tiejun, died. In the same year, Han Qinhu abdicated and the crown prince succeeded to the throne. Twelve years later, Han Qinhu died of illness.

It is said that in the Tai Chi Hall, he once scolded Lu Chuan for being inferior to the beast. After three days, he died of anger.

In May of the same year, Lu Chuan's only disciple, Sun Yu, had his inner demon relapsed and sent an order to replace him by his disciple Sun Guhong.

After saying goodbye to Lu Chuan, Sun Yu entered the Jade Seal Mountain alone and never showed up again.

From then on, Lu Chuan and Han Yufeng did not go out again and were with Chiye Peak until five years later, Han Yufeng passed away in Lu Chuan.

We have been acquainted with each other for nearly a hundred years. The people we know and familiar with have all withered, and only Lu Chuan is left.

"call……"

On this day, Lu Chuan faced the morning sun, stood on the top of Zihuaxuan, looking at the rainbow clouds, the waves in his eyes flashed, and his black hair turned white in an instant.

Even with his strength, his life has exceeded half of his life, not to mention the wonderful ideas of absorbing talents from all over the world for a hundred years, and the effort consumed is even more terrifying.

It is a miracle to be able to support it until now.

But Lu Chuan knew that he could not fall yet, at least not now.

Now that he is the only one left, even if there are thousands of obstacles ahead, he will still continue.

"Transformed into a stone bridge, blown by five hundred years of wind, exposed to five hundred years of sun, and hit by five hundred years of rain..."

Lu Chuan turned around slowly, murmured, and came to the top of the peak alone, facing the rising sun, slowly exerted martial arts. There was no earth-shaking power, no mysterious moves, only simple and rough stud techniques.

Horse-catching studs, Tiger-crouching studs, Bear roaring studs, Drum-beating studs, etc., the various basic studs that Lu Chuan had practiced gradually evolved with one hand and one punch.

rumble!

It was like thunder rolling, or roaring drums, sometimes like stormy waves, and all kinds of striking waves spread from Lu Chuan's body.

But soon, it gradually returned to silence.

However, Lu Chuan had a strange change, his hair grew wildly, his head had horns, and even his deformed hands and feet, as if he was a monster.

When all the fluctuations dissipated, the blood color on Lu Chuan's body had faded, like a statue that was extremely strange and exuded a demonic aura, standing on the top of the mountain, facing the rising sun, but exuding an indescribable weirdness.

One day passed, dust fell a layer of grayish white, half a month passed, birds built nests between their fingers, and a year passed, and under the dust gathered, it seemed like a strange deformed rockery.

Day after day, year after year, wind and rain, sun and rain, it lasts for a long time, and it seems that everything is over.

Ten years later, Sun Guhong came to search for him nervously, but no one was seen, and he returned in a hurry.

Twenty years later, I came to search again, and when I returned, I seemed to be surprised.

Twenty-five years later, it came again, as if it was cool. I walked around the top of the peak in the garden, laughed three times, and was extremely unrestrained.

Thirty years later, Sun Guhong led his disciples to the top of the peak and pointed out the country. He was full of energy, as if there was a momentum of heaven and earth in his grasp.

It was unknown when it was rumored that the human demons had passed away and the world was in turmoil. The Great Wei was actually divided into pieces, but strangely, all parties seemed to be suppressing and waiting for something.

It was not until another ten years passed that the human demons no longer appeared and that they exploded.

Not long after, someone came to the top of the peak. He seemed to think that the deformed statue was annoying and wanted to destroy it, but in the middle of touch, it hurt countless people, and no one reached the top again.
Chapter completed!