"I'm a casual cultivator. ”

Ning Yi originally thought that Ye Changfeng was going to tell a long story.

A story about the idle clouds on the mountain, drinking and practicing to kill people, and then growing into a giant in the cultivation world step by step.

Unexpectedly, this story is not long.

"Someone tried to kill me, and then he was killed by me. ”

Ye Changfeng recalled his experience of going out of the mountains when he was young, and it was indeed an uninteresting story that could be summed up in a few words.

"The sect behind that person also wants to kill me. ”

"Then the whole sect, first the guest qing, then the elders, and finally the sect master, all went up to my mountain. Ye Changfeng said softly: "In the end, they all died, there were too many dead, and I couldn't stay on the mountain, so I left the small hill." ”

Ning Yi was silent.

This is a deceptively simple, but bizarre murder story.

When the old-timers described it, the words were flat and bland, and they seemed to be unfazed, but in Ning Yi's mind, he had vaguely imagined the picture...... A nameless mountain cultivator, when he was young, he was chased and killed by a whole sect, Keqing, elder, sect master, take the small hill in the east as an example, Keqing seven realms, elders nine realms, the sect master may also have to be a figure of the level of the ten realms, Ye Lao senior must be a brilliant sword cultivator, in order to break through the realm in the ensuing attacks, and then go down the mountain safely.

Really.

Ye Changfeng said faintly recalled.

"If I'm not mistaken, I got into trouble with an unknown hill, Keqing is about the seventh realm, the elder is the ninth realm, that sect master is powerful, the ten realms are perfect, and he is only one step away from breaking the life star ......"

There was almost no difference from Ning Yi's guess.

"I was twenty-five years old and had been practicing in the mountains for twenty years. The old man sighed with emotion: "The master who led me up the mountain died early, and he died when I was six years old. For the next 19 years, I kept in mind Master's admonition that until the exercises were accomplished, I should not go down the mountain, concentrate on my cultivation, and dig bamboo shoots and hunt on the mountain for a living. ”

Ning Yi asked, "Sir, how did you survive under that Ten Realms cultivator?"

"How did you survive?" Ye Changfeng glanced at Ning Yi strangely and said, "If you kill the Ten Realms cultivator, you will naturally survive." ”

"At that time, I had just broken the fate, and if he had come a month earlier, that one would have been a little troublesome. Ye Changfeng suddenly smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, my master is not a powerful person, just an ordinary monk, who was estimated to be worthy of the future before his death, in fact, he is already quite good, at least he can go to the small mountain to be a mountain worshipper." ”

Twenty-five years old...... Destiny?

Ning Yi's expression was indescribably strange, he thought of the cultivation wizard who was known as a rare cultivation wizard in the Great Sui for a hundred years, Mr. Zhou You of the Dao Sect, even if it was the help of the countless resources of the Dao Sect, he did not have such a fast cultivation speed as Ye Senior.

What is this qualification?

Then, Ning Yi was relieved...... Breaking the five-hundred-year limit, how many people can do it before and after the Great Sui?

The heroes of the world, who is strong and who is weak, have their own decision, not to see who has the last laugh, but to see who lives to the end...... And this old ancestor of the West Sea, who has lived for a long time, no matter how much he hides his edge, when he is young, he must be a demon-level character.

"When I got to the bottom of the mountain, I was still like that, drinking and practicing and killing people, and then I became nirvana. ”

Ye Changfeng wrote lightly: "After that, I went to the world of the demon clan, and after beating some demon clan powers that are not long-eyed, I came back." ”

Ning Yi pressed his hands on his knees, listening to this sentence with a look

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Complex.

Drinking and practicing murder...... Then Nirvana.

Nirvana, these two words, which are as heavy as a thousand pounds no matter where they are placed, put them in the mouth of this ancestor of the West Sea, how can they be said as easily as drinking?

"Ning Yi, what I have, you will have. Ye Changfeng smiled and said, "It's not difficult. ”

Ning Yi let out a long breath.

He smiled and said, "Sir, it's daunting. ”

The old ancestor hummed softly, noncommittal, "It's good on the road...... Igniting the life star and twisting the fire nirvana, in fact, is nothing......."

Ning Yi was stunned and said, "What's really difficult?"

"It's the last step. ”

Ye Changfeng's expression was a little dark, it was hard to imagine that the ancestor of the West Sea, who had been in the wind and clouds for hundreds of years, would have such a confused and confused look...... Ning Yi had heard the "sword bearer" in the old man's mouth before, and he thought that Mr. Ye knew everything and everything, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The final step......

Does it mean immortality after nirvana?

The old sword immortal was trapped in this step.

It is obviously a good thing to break the five-hundred-year limit, and there are very few powerful people who have really achieved this step.

None of them seemed to be happy...... There is only one exception, that is, His Majesty Taizong, who was sitting in the imperial city of Tiandu, also deliberately held a five-hundred-year birthday ceremony.

"When someone stands up, they can see the stars in the sky. ”

The old man stood up, and above his head was the starry sky on Xiaoshuang Mountain.

He stretched out a hand and muttered, "But when you stretch out your hand, you can't touch the dome, and after Nirvana, you will see immortality...... Is there really an immortal?"

Ning Yi pursed his lips and understood that this was the reason why he trapped Mr...... After Ye Changfeng crossed Nirvana, he was still far away from the legendary immortality, no matter how he practiced, it seemed that he could not achieve that step, the distance between the two was so far away that he even doubted the true existence of the last step.

After saying this, Xiaoshuang Mountain was silent.

Ye Changfeng shook his head, a little excited, and drank the rest of the wine.

White sleeves swaying.

"Come to the back mountain tomorrow to find me. ”

After saying this, there was only a vague white shadow left in the open space of the bamboo building in Xiaoshuang Mountain, and the wind blew, and the white robe dispersed like foam.

Ning Yi bowed.

If you go to Houshan tomorrow, if you don't guess wrong, then this old ancestor of the West Sea is going to start teaching yourself to practice.

It's just that Mr. Ye seems to be in a hurry......

......

......

The stream flowed and flowed by.

The white robe stood in the stream, which was not deep, but not above his knees.

The starlight in the sky was refracted in the stream, the cold light shattered with the scales, and the white shadow of the robe was shaken away by the water lines.

There was no light in the long night.

Wading in the water but not in the river.

Ye Changfeng just stood quietly in the stream.

On the other side of the stream, there was a dense jungle, and it was pitch black that nothing could be seen.

This is the back mountain, but it is not the area that Ning Yi and Pei Fuya moved to for the first time when they touched the "son and mother array" of the mountain lord Lu Sheng...... Underneath the shadow of a huge back mountain is actually quite a large space.

There are mountains, water, and forests.

A faint white light lit up in the distant forest.

The white light...... From some kind of vicious birth

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in the eyes of things.

The "ferocious" creature, with limbs of equal length and a thin body, was tied to the top of the trees in the distance, and from a distance, only one silhouette was seen, like an upside-down bat, with silver hair all over its body, and its eyes stared viciously at the white-robed old man standing in the stream, and after recognizing this figure that had stood in the stream for three or four consecutive days.

The "ferocious" creature's lips trembled and let out a sharp whistling.

The wind in the woods whipped and beat the vines, and the shrill sound of the wind spread quickly with the sound of the creature squeezing out of its throat.

It was a strange pronunciation, tinged with grievance and anger.

Like a baby in human swaddling clothes.

"W-ahh

Ye Changfeng's face was flat.

He stood in the stream, keeping a relatively flat distance, and the pitch-black long forest in the distance was ignited by the sound in an instant, and countless miserable white eyes lit up, and the "bat" hanging upside down in a strange posture opened its eyes at the same time, and erupted into a piercing sound similar to a baby's cry.

As if tied to the treetops with a long rope, those "ferocious" creatures puffed out their chests and screamed, and the sound of frogs like a summer lotus pond was just swept away by the sword of the white-robed old man.

Previously, when Ye Changfeng came to Xiaoshuang Mountain, Ning Yi found that the "child" on the old man's waist had disappeared.

At this moment.

The "child" wrapped without a sheath suddenly struck from the dense forest in the distance, and the rolling sword qi was like a tornado, stirring countless leaves along the way, and a whole stream of water boiled and exploded in an instant, and a continuous line rose and hung in the air.

The miserable screams in the long forest were instantly suppressed by the sword qi.

The "child" hovered in front of the old man, the sword qi passed by a line, and after the afterimage slowly faded, the frightened "fierce" creature only stopped for a moment, and then screamed even louder, the sound was endless, and it became more and more intense.

"Enough!"

Ye Changfeng's eyes were sharp, his two fingers crossed together, a wisp of strong wind blew, and the sword qi of this finger instantly slashed through the sky above the dense forest, and countless tall ancient trees rumbled down in response.

There was a dead silence.

The stream boiled and fell again.

In the mist, the old man rubbed his eyebrows, looking haggard, he had been overwhelmed by the chatter for the past few days, but at this moment he finally got clean, and said angrily: "Twitter, endless, I have to give you a little color to see, so that I can be peaceful?

An ancient tree fell in the long forest.

There was a silent silence.

The moment the sword qi flashed by, it illuminated the fierce creature hanging upside down on the tree with a stunned face, its cheeks were red and hairy, and its long tail was tied to the tree, as if it was being hung from a tree......

These monkeys with silver hair all over their bodies felt the sword qi whistling past their scalps, and their expressions suddenly wilted, and they looked at the white-robed old man standing in the stream with three points of fear.

It's been a long time since anyone set foot here.

The last time I came here, I was also a very powerful human cultivator.

But that human, politely to them, is like the old man now...... Hang them from a tree?

Is there still a royal law?

Is there still a heavenly principle?

After being cleaned, Ye Changfeng flicked his sleeves comfortably, gently stroked the "child" with one hand, his eyes were gentle, and he said softly: "Tell me, what did you see?"

The child's sword body trembled.

The ancestor of the West Sea looked into the depths of the dense forest behind Shu Mountain.

His eyes became very strange.

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