Volume 7: Looking back at the rivers and lakes, the road ahead is long Chapter 368: Looking Back at the World of Mortals
As a ray of golden light descended from the sky, the originally dark sky suddenly cleared up and the sun came out.
The snow goes away and the sun shines.
By the Green Water Lake, everyone was still waiting anxiously for the outcome of the battle, waiting for the few people at the top to decide the winner.
Until they heard Li Muchan's voice and laughter, the heroes were first stunned, then in an uproar, and finally they all sighed.
This person... won.
I actually won.
Although everyone had expected this, the result still made them feel disappointed.
Even Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan lost. From now on, Li Muchan is destined to be the number one person in history.
For those who come later, it may be even harder than climbing to the sky.
Is there anyone more amazing than Xie Xiaofeng?
I don’t know.
From now on, the only thing they can do is wait, wait until Li Muchan grows old and watch him die.
But this idea is also unrealistic.
Because this person also possessed the Four Illuminations Divine Art, his internal strength would not diminish even in old age or death. This meant that Li Muchan would always be at his peak to meet their challenges, waiting for them to climb to the top.
When some people are afraid, naturally some people are happy.
With Li Muchan, the legend of the martial arts world, there is no possibility for the Tianxia Alliance to fall. It will always stand tall and prosperous.
"Ah, Li... Alliance Leader Li!"
As the sunlight shone through, someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and saw a figure in the blue sky, floating in the air, like flowing clouds and breeze, drifting away.
Shocking.
Everyone was watching this scene, looking at that person, wanting to remember this moment clearly.
Old Man Ding was already trembling with fear and unable to speak.
But the child in his arms was not like those people in the martial arts world. He was ignorant but full of yearning. He was not afraid and did not retreat. He grabbed in the air in the direction of Li Muchan and then giggled.
In a trance, Old Man Ding vaguely saw the back figure on the top of the mountain looking back, looking deeply at the grandson in his arms, and smiled.
But who could have imagined that several years later, this scene would happen again, with this child and Li Muchan...
Sikong Wuming was also amazed, but there was no longing in his eyes, only a smile and respect for Li Muchan.
Lu Daxia laughed heartily, "Now that this battle is over, it's time for us to retire from the world."
Originally, due to Sikong Wuming and Li Yeer's friendship, they could have definitely leveraged the power of the Tianxia Alliance to flex their muscles and become famous in the martial arts world. But after witnessing this battle and looking at the vast world, they no longer had any regrets.
Although the peak is high, too many people forget there is another saying, which is that it is lonely at the top.
"That's right, let's go now. I know a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, singing birds and fragrant flowers." The Zhu brothers also nodded.
A few of them smiled at each other , and while everyone was still in shock, they turned and left.
"It's amazing." Qiu Shuiqing murmured.
Li Manqing couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "It's been more than ten years."
By the lake, someone suddenly took off, flew across the Green Water Lake, climbed up the low mountain, and headed towards Cuiyun Peak.
That was Taoist Gu, the leader of the Tianqin Sect, and a dozen or so leaders from various sects and forces.
They went straight to the top, wanting to see how extraordinary these peaks were.
At the top of the mountain, Xie Xiaofeng stood there for a long time without saying a word, until a touch of warmth descended from the sky and landed on his body. Then he looked up at the sky and closed his eyes.
At this moment, he finally dared to face the sun.
"Second brother!"
He remembered from afar that when he was a child, before he held the sword, Xie Longteng seemed to protect him in the same way.
Xie Xiaofeng opened his eyes again and looked in front of him. Tears streamed down his face as he looked at Xie Longteng, who never lowered his head until his death.
Immediately, he took the sword from Xie Longteng's hand, picked up Xie Longteng's body, and flew down from the top of Cuiyun Peak, disappearing into the distance.
Yan Shisan stared at the broken sword in his hand for a long time without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.
It was not until he heard a noise from the foot of the mountain that he came back to his senses. He rubbed his five fingers together, and the broken sword in his hand flew away in the wind like sand between his fingers.
"Winning or losing is all in the heart?" Yan Shisan murmured.
Just then, a gentle voice suddenly floated from the horizon and landed in his ears, "I have hidden a few jars of good wine in the pavilion in the middle of the lake."
Yan Shisan sighed and smiled, then shook his head. "Forget it. I suddenly want to go out to sea and meet some masters from outside the Central Plains. I want to experience the vastness of the world... Let's drink when I come back."
"Okay."
A faint response came from the wind.
Yan Shisan glanced at the azure sky, then smiled and jumped off the top of the mountain.
This battle is over.
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In a solitary pavilion several miles away, Li Muchan brushed off the snow with his sleeves, looking at the Cuiyun Peak that was almost out of sight, and remained silent for a long time.
Ye'er sat in the pavilion, pouring freshly boiled old wine, and asked in confusion: "Uncle obviously won, why are you not happy?"
Besides them, there was another person in the pavilion.
He was a man about the same age as Li Muchan, wearing a blue robe. Although he looked thin, his hands were covered with calluses. He was holding some drawings from the West, which were filled with all kinds of unheard-of and unseen creations.
This person is Peacock.
Li Muchan was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "Because every time you win, your opponents in this world will become fewer and fewer, and you'll become increasingly lonely. Especially when you realize that no one in the vast world can fight you anymore, no one can hurt you or defeat you, then all you'll be left with is weariness."
Peacock stared at the blueprint, not even looking up, and asked, "Could it be that you regret your decision back then?"
Hearing this, Li Muchan couldn't help but laugh, then continued, "How could that be possible... Even if I have to face endless loneliness in the future, I will never regret my original choice. Rather than what you call ambition, I prefer to call it a spirit of progress. Because a person should strive for life regardless of the consequences, fight fearlessly, face difficulties head-on, and pursue what they want. As for whether the final result will be happy, that's not something you should consider in advance. At least you can't wait until you're old to sigh and regret it for the rest of your life."
Having said this in one breath, Li Muchan stood with his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "I'm already looking forward to seeing who will come to me one day in the future."
Ye'er asked doubtfully, "Uncle, what should we do with Xie Xiaofeng?"
Li Muchan whispered, "Return Excalibur Villa to him. For some people, the easiest thing in the world is death; on the contrary, living well is the hardest... I want him to live."
After saying this, he picked up a glass of wine that had been poured on the table as if to say farewell, raised a toast to the world outside the pavilion, and drank it all in one gulp.
Turn around and reach the pinnacle, looking back at the world.
"Yer, the world is yours."
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