Great Thousand Robbers

Gu Que quickly chased after him, grabbed Jue Xia by the collar, and pulled him directly to the ground.

His eyes were bright, and he said in a cold voice: "I don't believe that you have lost your temper. Tell me, how did you come to Gutian Blood Road? Where did Xuanyuankuo and the others go? Where is the old man?"

Jue Xia stood up, looked at Gu Que, there was no smile or sadness on his face, only numbness.

He just stared at Gu Que blankly, his eyes extremely cloudy, and then slowly said: "I'm already dead."

"what?"

Gu Que grabbed his collar and said loudly, "What did you say?"

"Got to find something to do."

Jue Xia said: "A dead person should find something to do, otherwise my body will wither and I can only walk and keep walking."

Gu Que said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are talking about? How did you become like this!"

"I was abandoned by the way of the sword."

Juexia finally said these words, his heart seemed to die again.

Gu Que let go of him and stood there gasping for breath.

It shouldn't be, I always feel something is wrong, who is Juexia?He was the sword god back then, with such a profound understanding of the way of the sword, and how devout he was with the sword.

How could he be abandoned by Kendo?

Gu Que understands that these people are no longer in the Continent of Gods and Demons, and they are no longer in the world of withering silence. They are in the Great Thousand Realm, which is the superposition of all the worlds since the Era.

It is bigger than countless billions of lonely worlds, and the countless strong people are simply indescribable.

Anyone placed in such a big world will appear extremely small, which of course will cause an unimaginable blow to a person's heart.

But he is Juexia, he is not an ordinary person.

Even the white tiger sage can find a unique way to find the way of happiness and dual cultivation, why can't Juexia persist?

Over the past few hundred years, almost all the strong men from the lonely world have been submerged in the sea of ​​people, and only a very small number of people can walk out of their own way.

Han Juechen, Shepherd, and Haotian Zhongmiao went to the Lantern Palace and became envoys protecting the lantern.

The demon king Gaiyou travels alone, roaming the universe, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, but Gu Que believes that he is alive and has already become stronger.

Ksitigarbha Supreme World Interpretation is still the teacher of Shenque College, and has been transferred with Tianlao, Sima Yongheng and others.

The Sky-Eyed Tiger has gone through setbacks, life and death for so many years, and has already shed all its childishness, and found its own way of cultivation.

Yiyong and Suxue's fortune is better than anyone else's. They have the blood of the Ninety-Five Supreme and have their own conversions.

Han Qiu has never stopped evolving, even better than himself. First, he worshiped Sui Luan Jian Zun as his teacher, and after more than 200 years of experience, he can kill the Dark Knight.Then he went to bury the ancient world and lived alone for a hundred years, completely walked out of his own way, died for the rest of his life, reached the taboo, and finally broke through to Tianyan.

Although Qingling, Meijun, Caroline and others were mediocre in talent, they had their own protection and nothing major happened.

Ye Li opened the "Bible", Maggie seems to have a relationship with the former Saint Ji, and there will be good luck in the future.

Xuanyuan Kuo's talent in martial arts is very good, but his wisdom is even more unparalleled, and he has embarked on the road of a leader.

Everyone seems to be good, but Jue Xia, the once proud Jue Xia, has become like this now.

Gu Que is not feeling well, he has a unique affection for the lonely world, and he does not want this handsome young man with a long sword to turn into a beggar.

To be alive is to be dead, like a walking corpse, without a soul.

He pressed Jue Xia's shoulder, and said excitedly: "Listen, you have not been abandoned by the sword, you have abandoned yourself."

Jue Xia shook his head and said: "I fell directly from the realm of the sky to the god level. I forgot all the sword skills, all the sword skills, and I even almost forgot how to hold the sword."

He still has no sorrow, just because his heart is dead.

"My heart is too anxious, I want to achieve too much, I am not quiet enough, not pure enough, so Kendo abandoned me."

"I'm already dead, 90 years ago."

"Fuck you!"

Gu Que's eyes were blood red, and he roared fiercely: "Juexia! Where's your spirit? Where's your perseverance? Where the hell is your strength!"

"Isn't it just a decline in skill? What's the big deal!"

"When I went to the six islands in the sky to revive Tianji, my heart was shackles, and I fell all the way from the gods back to mortals. I sold vegetables, I was a soldier, and I survived as a storyteller. Didn't I return to the top? "

"Let's get closer. More than 100 years ago, I was washed away by the Buddha's light, and I fell back to a mortal from the peak of the realm of heaven. I couldn't even beat a few hooligans, and my mother died. Am I dead?"

"100 years ago, after my battle with Anyuan, I not only became a mortal, but also a sick child. Did I give up? I was almost knocked over by the waves when I was driving a boat out to sea, and I was bitten by insects when I went up the mountain. Stung by bees, plagued by disease, am I not fucking standing here now?"

Gu Que has never told others about these painful experiences. A man must learn to digest by himself.

But seeing Juexia like this, he finally couldn't help but roar out.

It seems that he is not only speaking to Jue Xia, but also to the world.

His eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Do you know the pain that all wives are stronger than you? Do you know how ashamed your heart is when they comfort you? Do you know how much it is to start over again? Difficult? Do you know that you have to endure the pain of blood transfusion and marrow cutting every day and night?"

"You don't fucking know, because of a little tribulation, you will be completely destroyed!"

"Look at what you look like now, and think about who was at the edge of the Wanli Grand Canyon in Dizhou, who cut the sky and the earth with one sword, and destroyed Xiuhan's wings directly, attracting countless swordsmen to hang their long swords upside down to pay tribute, attracting countless people He meditated on the spot and refused to leave for decades.”

He grabbed Jue Xia's neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still remember these things? Have you forgotten the pride in your heart!"

"These are nothing, every strong person must go through hardships, practice, go against the sky, powerful strength, the rules of the world, the way of the universe, how can it be so easy to obtain! Do you understand! "

Jue Xia looked at Gu Que, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

He shook his head and said, "We are different. Martial arts cultivation has never been everything to you, nor is it your most important thing. The most important thing to you is your cherished woman and brother, so you can rise again if you lose your martial arts."

"I don't have a woman, and I don't have a brother. I only have a sword. If you lose the sword, you lose everything. It's equivalent to death."

"If you lose your woman, you will be like me."

He broke free from Gu Que's hand, shook his head, and walked forward slowly.

But Gu Que stayed where she was as if she had lost her strength, is there something wrong with what Jue Xia said?It doesn't seem to be. If I lose Bing Luo and the others, maybe I will indeed be like him now.

He remained silent for a long time.

There are people coming and going all around, and he doesn't know everyone.

He didn't know how long he stood there, but he finally raised his head.

He looked at the sky and shouted: "Jue Xia, I tell you, the reason why I can stand up again is not because of the woman, but because... I don't want to feel sorry for myself who once bled for everything! "

"I don't want my past self to look down on my present and future self!"

The voice spread all over the world, everyone looked at Gu Que like a madman, some sneered, some shook their heads, and some scolded an idiot.

However, Jue Xia, who had walked dozens of miles, stopped, with a distorted expression, covered his face with his hands, and knelt heavily on the ground.

Tears flowed from between his fingers, washing away the stains on his hands.