I don't know why, but the names of our father and son popped into my mind.

Wang Zhan, Wang Huan

The king fights to fight the heavens and the earth, and to fight the gods and demons. But why did he want me to "have a happy life?"

Wang Huan's meaning should be: What is the joy of life, and what is the fear of death?

I'm not afraid of death, let alone life, what I'm afraid of is leaving regrets when I'm alive, and not being able to turn a blind eye when I'm dead.

I can't step on this mountain pass in front of me, and I will never die!

Born without regrets, in order to enjoy!

"I, Wang Huan, live for joy, and have no fear of death!" I roared, facing the bloody eyes in the air, and strode forward.

I took five steps, but suddenly I felt something in my heart, exploded under the pressure of my bloody eyes, and the endless fear also collapsed in an instant.

I looked back at the narrow sky between the two peaks.

The sound of the wind in the air was still there, and the blood-colored eyes appeared between the heavens and the earth, but they quietly dissipated silently, and a ray of sunlight was cast from between the mountain peaks to the earth.

"You did it!" Xia Qingqing, who ran from behind, cried with joy: "You really came over." We won. ”

"I'm afraid I won!" I pointed to the mountain wall in front of me, "Look over there!"

In the distance, there are several handwritings on the mountain wall.

The three words are all carved into the rock with their fingers, and those messages do not know how many years of wind and rain have passed, but they are still as clear as new, which shows that the skills of the people who left the words were high, and they have been perfected.

In the first article, the handwriting seems to be chic and free, but the person who left the words hesitated when he put down the pen. He stopped a few times in writing, and his writing was a little messy.

"Poor Dao travels here, and you can see the secret realm of Xingtian? Poor Dao's luck? Poor Dao's misfortune? Poor Dao thought about it again and again, and did not enter this door, only took the remnants of the soldiers in front of the door, and kept them for casting blades. No matter what kind of blade the poor road is forged, it is named 'Blood Eye'"

"If the poor Taoist is fortunate to see this word, he can try to enter the secret realm with his heart. Lighting. ”

Bloody eyes?

Ye Xun's long knife is called Blood Eyes, and it is a divine soldier inherited from the master, the person who calls himself a poor man will be Ye Xun's predecessor?

At that time, why did he go to the edge of the Xingtian Secret Realm, but he was unwilling to enter the secret realm?

I can see that he doesn't intend to leave the secret realm to future generations, but wants to prove to the heirs that he has come to the Xingtian Secret Realm.

What exactly is the point of such a message?

Also, did the last two words he left "light the lamp" mean that his Taoist name is called "light the lamp" or do he want future generations to light up some kind of light in the secret realm?

I was thinking about it, but Xia Qingqing said softly: "Look over there, Wang Zhan has really been here." You guessed it. ”

When I looked at the second word, I didn't say anything for a long time, and there was a limerick poem left there:

Men should go straight, and their heads and hearts will not stop. The tomb under Changyang Mountain is famous in the world. The thousand-year-old dance is dry, and the chest is uneven. Hanging on the nine gates, raise your eyes to see the sunny sky.

The inscription of the limerick is: Wang Zhan

Wang Zhan wrote the limerick poem in traditional Chinese, but I can see that Wang Zhan's notes are eight points similar to my father's.

If I insist on saying that there is the difference between the two copies, I can only say that my father's handwriting is more mature and round, in other words, it is like a person who has written more than ten or twenty years, his penmanship and style have not changed, but the handwriting that has been honed over the years will appear deeper and deeper.

Wang Zhan, who has intersected with Yongzheng, is really my dad?

This thought only turned around in my mind twice, and I forcibly excluded it, and I didn't see any other clues left by Wang Zhan, and I couldn't identify that Wang Zhan was my father!

I quickly set my sights on the third article, which was really free and easy compared with the first two.

"The two seniors stepped through the land of bloody eyes, but did not enter the secret realm of the Heavenly Punishment Heaven, I saw the demeanor of the two seniors after a hundred years, and I was satisfied. Leave the secret realm of Xingtian to fate! ”

The Taoist priest's message hesitated, Wang Zhan's limerick was just admiring Xingtian, Ren Zongheng arrived at the mountain pass but just smiled and turned away, without the slightest nostalgia for the secret treasure of Xingtian, let alone the slightest fetter, as if breaking through the blood-eyed blockade to reach the entrance of the Xingtian Secret Realm, just to confirm whether he had been able to get here before, and left satisfied when he saw the message from his predecessors.

Playing the sword and singing freely, the dragon and the eight wildernesses are vertical and horizontal.

Is he one of the five unique gods to explore?

Since Ren Zongheng has no interest in exploring the secret realm, why did he join the God Explorer again?

I was puzzled, and Xia lightly touched the back of my hand: "What are you thinking?"

"It's alright!" I said casually, "I'm wondering how to get there." ”

Although we reached the entrance of the secret realm of the valley, we also really saw the terrible wind in the valley.

I don't know where the wind blew, and it became a mess in the valley, and the air current, which had no wind direction to speak of, was extremely strong in the valley, like a sharp blade flying in the valley, making it difficult for people to take half a step.

Xia said lightly: "Uncle Hui." You can test the situation ahead. ”

An old man followed Xia Qingqing came out, and later I learned that his name was reincarnation, and he was one of the four elders of the birth family among the blood drops, representing the highest combat power of the existing blood drops.

Sheng Reincarnation thought about it for a while, and then took out an empty cloth bag from his backpack, asked people to knock down a few stones from the mountain wall, put them into the cloth bag, and weighed the weight with his hands: "Add another fifty catties!"

I can see that even if the stones in his cloth bag are less than two hundred catties, they should not be too much, and with the weight of fifty catties, it can probably be almost the same as the strength of an ordinary inner martial artist after using the "thousand catties pendant", and this weight should be enough.

After the reincarnation carried two or two hundred cloth bags into the air, I saw that the cloth bag only stayed in the sky for less than a second, and was swept to the mountain wall by a strong wind, and there was a loud bang, the smoke and dust around the cloth bag were chaotic, the stone skin on the mountain wall flew down, and the cloth bag more than one meter long was also forced on the mountain by the unfinished wind.

Sticking to the mountain pocket, he slid down the stone wall for a few inches, and was carried into the air by the wind again, and crashed wildly into the other side of the mountain......

In less than half a minute, the sandbags weighing two hundred pounds like a child playing with them hit back and forth on both sides of the mountain wall six times, and when the cloth bag hit the mountain for the seventh time, it finally couldn't withstand the continuous impact and tore apart from the middle, and the sky was dusty for a moment, but the dust just floated in the air for a moment and disappeared in the wind.

I couldn't help but gasp, and all the drops of blood became silent.

No matter how hard a person's bones are, they are no harder than a rock that is difficult to move by a sword, and even the rock has been smashed into powder by six impacts, and if it were replaced by a living person, it would not take three times to be smashed into a meat patty attached to the mountain wall.

Who are the people present, who is the copper skin and iron bones, and who can come and go freely in the wind?

Xia Qingqing bit his lip and looked at the reincarnation, the latter stretched out his hand and pointed to a drop of blood and said in a deep voice: "You are the person with the best leg skills among everyone, you go and try it to see if you can use the wind to dissolve the strength?"

The man walked out of the team and hugged his fist at Xia Qingqing: "Give me flying wings." ”

A few drops of blood quickly put on something like a gliding suit for him, and the latter was just about to move forward, when the reincarnation shouted: "Wait a minute, give him another Sanqi Desperate Pill, three at a time." ”

When I looked at Xia Qingqing, the latter shook his head silently.

I can probably guess that the Sanqi Desperate Pill used to forcibly suppress the injury probably has a pain-relieving effect, or can have a short-term exciting effect, otherwise, the reincarnation of life will not make that person eat three pills at once.

Xia Qingqing saw that I didn't speak, and opened my mouth to explain something to me, but I waved my hand lightly: "I know the result!"

Xia Qingqing reluctantly smiled at me.

While the two of us were talking, the blood droplet who had taken the Sanqi Desperate Pill rushed to the entrance of the valley with all his strength after letting out a resolute roar, and the other party only ran more than ten meters away, his feet left the ground uncontrollably, and the whole person quickly climbed into the air.

I watched as the blood droplet had risen seven or eight meters in a row, and then it was deflected by a sudden wind and flew towards the cliff, and the latter spread his hands in the air almost without hesitation, and released the wings that looked like bat wings behind him.

The blood droplet wanted to use the flying wings to slow down the speed of being pushed by the wind, but unexpectedly, as soon as the wings were raised, his whole person was like a kite out of control, turning his head in the air.

Xia Qingqing unconsciously held my palm tightly and looked up at the sky, I wanted to withdraw my hand, but halfway through it, I let go of my palm, and let Xia Qingqing hold my hand and stand in place.

In a short period of time, the blood droplet flipped several times in the air, and collided straight towards the mountain wall.

Xia's light palm suddenly clenched, and I held my breath for a moment.

The blood droplets in the sky suddenly turned around, and his legs kicked the opposite mountain wall several times in a row, and the whole person seemed to stand upright on the mountain and run several meters in the air, finally turning away the strength of the wind and breaking the crisis.

The blood droplets under the mountain couldn't help but let out a burst of cheers, but before their cry fell, the blood droplets standing on the cliff were swept into the air by a strong wind that seemed to blow out of the mountain wall, and rushed to the opposite mountain wall in reverse.

I obviously saw that the other party wanted to repeat the old trick and crack the strength of the wind again, but I didn't expect that as soon as the man's feet touched the rock wall, the soles of his feet slipped with it, and one leg slashed out to the side as much as half a meter, and his left leg on the mountain wall was suddenly broken at the knee, and his whole person was also swept up by the wind and smashed to the cliff in the scream.

After a loud bang, the flesh and blood in the valley danced wildly, the severed limbs flew sideways, and the blood beads floating in the air were shattered by the wind again and again, turning into mist from the blood, and finally disappeared.

The blood droplets that were still cheering just now suddenly became silent, and Shengreincar's face turned pale: "His shoes are slippery, try to change someone again." ”