Time flies, and before I know it, Zhang Tianjiu was buried in the depths of Xuanyuanming's small world of Snow Mountain, and a full hundred years have passed.

The inhabitants of Nore would never have imagined that Governor Zhang, who was nominally sent by the Vesy royal family to the Silver Radiance Republic to execute, had actually spent a long time.

In the last ten years, Zhang Tianjiu no longer looked like a dead man, but also completely became a dead man, the internal organs of the body stopped functioning, the blood no longer flowed, and the heartbeat and breathing disappeared completely.

The only thing that remained the same was the incomparably calm expression on his face, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully.

When the day after the hundred-year covenant came, Xuanyuan Ming's figure finally appeared on the top of the snow-capped mountain again, the old man glanced towards the ground, frowned slightly, and then closed his eyes and concentrated, and directly probed his divine sense into the ground.

With his gaze like a torch, he couldn't see through Zhang Tianjiu's state at this moment at a glance, so he could only use his divine sense to investigate.

After a while, the old man retracted his thoughts, with a look of shock on his face, nodded and sighed: "Although it is only a wisp of his soul that resides in it, this body is now considered to be in the hall and qualified to reach the peak again." ”

When he first met Zhang Tianjiu, Xuanyuan Ming was hindered by the old bald donkey's favor and had to help, in fact, he was not very optimistic about this bald boy, but as the contact between the two increased, Xuanyuan Ming gradually discovered that Zhang Tianjiu had the kind of fearlessness, dared to pierce a hole in the sky, and played cards out of common sense.

This made Xuanyuan Ming begin to believe that the words of the old monk Puhui were not false, that person really did not fall, and through some ingenious means, he also turned himself into a chess piece and threw himself into the chess game, and he was still continuing the battle of luck hundreds of thousands of years ago.

In other words, the war has never ended, but it has only continued in a different situation.

And this time, it may really decide the fate of the body cultivation lineage.

Xuanyuan Ming put away his mixed thoughts, raised his hand and grabbed the solid ice and snow on the ground, and a thousands of zhang long ice cube was forcibly pulled out of the ground, holding it in the old man's hand like a white dragon with teeth and claws, it may roar angrily at any time and rush up to the clouds.

This is all a hundred years ago, those snowflakes within a radius of 100 miles condensed, containing Xuanyuan Ming's lifelong cultivation insight, firmly imprisoned Zhang Tianjiu under the snow mountain, and used this extreme means of putting him to death and rebirth, helping him to transform again.

The old man shook his hand, and the ice and snow dragon that he pulled out turned into billions of snowflakes again and flew into the depths of the void.

Xuanyuan Ming turned a blind eye to the terrifying cold air coming out of the abyss cave, and said coldly: "Knowing that you have woken up, get up by yourself, do you want the old man to invite you personally?"

Every time he faced Zhang Tianjiu, Xuanyuan Ming always showed an indifferent attitude intentionally or unintentionally, and probably even he couldn't be sure if this was the reason why he was still resentful of that person.

Although after Puhui's explanation of the old bald donkey, the old man probably knew some unknown inside stories of the ancient war, but he was always a little unable to let go of it in the depths of his heart.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

This battle of luck between the two great gods really involved too many innocent lives, it stands to reason that Xuanyuan Ming can cultivate to such a point today, it is impossible for him to be the kind of indecisive and soft-hearted, but when he saw so many body cultivators and fellow disciples die in front of his eyes, his soul was destroyed, and he still felt a little chill when he thought about it.

Although the words of the Puhui Divine Monk were very vague, with Xuanyuan Ming's mind, there was still a trace of abnormal taste.

It stands to reason that even if that battle of the gods was affected by the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and the body cultivation line would eventually lose, it would not be able to lose so cleanly, and even the God Emperor ended up with an unknown life and death, and now it seems that this is not a deliberate means of that person.

When he realized that the way of heaven was irreversible, he simply followed the trend, and then secretly left his back hand, waiting for the day when feng shui would take turns in the future, and then make a comeback and reverse the decline in one fell swoop.

As a physical cultivator, and also the head of the eight great generals under the Divine Emperor's throne, Xuanyuan Ming's sincerity to the Divine Emperor's physical cultivation is undoubted, even if he vaguely guesses some secrets, he is still willing to pay any price to help Zhang Tianjiu take the last step and become a chess player again.

But at this moment, the old man inevitably has some emotions in his heart, as the saying goes, the will of heaven is unpredictable, those really top bigwigs, in order to compete for the win or loss of a game of chess, the means are unimaginable, the world and the common people are just chess pieces at their fingertips, and a dark chess can be buried for hundreds of thousands of years, who else in the world can do it?

"Huh!"

A figure suddenly sprang out from the depths of the earth, and then fell lightly on the top of the mountain, and his feet did not even step on a single snowflake, as if there was no weight at all.

A hundred years have passed, and Zhang Tianjiu's whole person has undergone an incredible transformation.

The original chubby figure has become slender and well-proportioned, and the face full of horizontal flesh has long disappeared, and it looks like there is a trace of unearthly taste, the only thing left is the eye-catching big bald head, which is still so shiny.

Xuanyuan Ming sneered: "You look like a dog, put on a robe, and you can directly travel the world with Puhui's old bald donkey." ”

Zhang Tianjiu retorted unceremoniously: "I haven't eaten or drunk for a hundred years, and you will be thin in exchange for you, fortunately, my brother has that big white flesh to protect his body, otherwise he would have become a human being." ”

Xuanyuan Ming nodded with satisfaction: "I also know how to complain about the old man, it seems that his brain is not bad, not bad!"

The old man knew very well in his heart that after being buried in the ground as a living dead for a hundred years, although Zhang Tianjiu's heartbeat and breathing were almost completely stagnant, his mind was always awake, because only in this way could he comprehend his cultivation in the ice and snow while refining his physique.

Trapped in a place where the light of day is not visible, and the body cannot move at all, for a full hundred years, it is probably impossible for any person with a strong mind to do it, and he has long become a madman.

Zhang Tianjiu insisted to the end, just because he was transformed by that person's soul.

Not to mention sitting for a hundred years, even if it is a thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years, it is nothing more than this for that person.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Ming completely believed the words left by the old monk Puhui back then, and there was no longer the slightest doubt.

The old man glanced Zhang Tianjiu up and down with a sharp gaze, nodded and said, "Well, the physique is already at the peak of the Nine-Story Building, it seems that the hundred years of hard work have not been in vain, how much do you understand the cultivation perception left by the old man?"

Perception and cultivation of this kind of thing all depend on the mind, and even Xuanyuan Ming can't see through it with the naked eye.

Zhang Tianjiu was suddenly startled and exclaimed, "You still have a cultivation understanding, why don't I know?"

Seeing the old man's gloomy face and the appearance of wanting to kill, Zhang Jiuye suddenly shuddered, didn't dare to joke anymore, and hurriedly changed his face and said with a smile: "Senior, don't worry, I have digested all the things you left." ”

What the old man poured into the wind and snow was his lifelong cultivation experience, including many top-secret inheritances that had long disappeared in the body cultivation lineage, which belonged to the dream of any strong body cultivator in the world but could not get it.

Hearing that Zhang Tianjiu had already digested all the inheritance he had left, Xuanyuan Ming only raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not show too much surprise, if he was really the reincarnation of a wisp of that person's soul, this little thing was not surprising at all.

What's more, these exercises were originally created by His Royal Highness the Divine Emperor himself.

The old man said with a serious face: "Your current physique is only one step away from stepping into the ten-story building, and you are barely qualified to become the opponent of the old man. ”

Zhang Tianjiu was surprised: "So fast? Let me have a full meal first, so as to be considerate of the poor child who has not eaten for a hundred years." ”

In fact, because Zhang Tianjiu's body has long been unable to maintain his function by eating, even if he does not eat or drink for hundreds of years, he will not starve to death or die of thirst, purely as an old problem of his own foodie.

Xuanyuan Ming was unmoved, and snorted coldly: "When you are about to fight against the enemy, you discuss with the enemy before you finish eating, will he agree?"

Zhang Tianjiu habitually touched his bald head, and said with a dry smile: "Aren't we friendly exchanges, don't you need to be so serious?"

The old man was expressionless, and smiled coldly again: "What kind of friendship, the old man will also suppress his physique at the peak of the Nine Stories Building, and compete with you fairly, just like the life-and-death battle you fought with those physique cultivators in the bunker before, the old man will not keep his hands, so you kid had better take out all your skills, don't be killed by my punch." ”

"Damn!

This time, Zhang Tianjiu was really taken aback, and he really didn't understand what the old guy's nerves were all about.

He originally thought that after a hundred years of penance, he could finally rest for a while after coming out, and make out with Amy and Caroline, but he didn't expect that just after coming out of the sea of suffering, it would be another life-and-death battle to greet him.

And the opponent is still the unfathomable Xuanyuan Ming.

Even if the old man suppressed his physique to the same level as him, Zhang Tianjiu didn't think that he could win a super pervert like Xuanyuan Ming.

"Don't be verbose, let's shoot!"

Xuanyuan Ming said that he would fight, without the slightest hesitation, and after taking a step forward, his right fist struck out and went straight to Zhang Tianjiu's forehead.

This punch fell in Zhang Tianjiu's eyes, like a meteor falling from the nine heavens at high speed, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and he would never stop until all living beings were completely destroyed.

"Meteor Fall!"

Zhang Tianjiu obtained all of Xuanyuan Ming's cultivation inheritance, so he naturally recognized the origin of his move at a glance, and his eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

The old guy really moved really this time, he wasn't joking, he was such a terrifying killing move as soon as he made a move.

Fortunately, this is in Xuanyuan Ming's small world, otherwise the old man's punch would have turned half of Nolei City into ashes.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Tianjiu didn't think much about it, and suddenly let out an angry roar from his mouth, his five fingers opened, and he suddenly lifted it upward.

Pangu Tuotian style.

It is also one of the top exercises in the body cultivation lineage, and it is said that this is the Divine Emperor Ancestor who inadvertently captured a trace of the phantom of the great god Pangu when he opened up the world in the long river of time, so as to realize this trick.

If it was performed by the God Emperor himself, even if it was really the Nine Heavens Collapse, he could be lifted up by his own strength.

Of course, Zhang Tianjiu could not be comparable to the God Emperor, and it was extremely difficult to barely resist Xuanyuan Ming's "meteor fall".

The moment the fist and palm touched, the surrounding time and space were annihilated, and a large black void flashed, swallowing up all the energy.

Zhang Tianjiu's feet stepped on the top of the mountain, and he didn't even step on a single snowflake, but now his two calves sank deep into the ground, reaching his knees.

Fortunately, in the end, his palm still firmly supported the fist that Xuanyuan Ming had smashed, and did not let it continue to fall, bursting out with the last devastating power.

Zhang Tianjiu knew very well in his heart that the key to dealing with Xuanyuanming's "meteor fall" was to intercept it at the moment it was launched, and he must not wait until the accumulation was completed, otherwise even the Heavenly King Laozi would not be able to resist it.

However, in this short confrontation, although he was lucky enough to resolve the old man's killing move, his body was not comfortable at all, and his internal organs seemed to be taken out and crushed by the tank and stuffed back again, almost all of them were about to be broken into slag, but fortunately, his current physique is strong, this small injury does not need to be cultivated at all, and it can be recovered in the blink of an eye.

The old man smiled coldly, withdrew his fist, stood with his hands in his hands, did not continue to make any more moves, and put the slightly trembling right fist in a place where others could not see.

Zhang Tianjiu "pulled himself out" of the iceberg, gasped for breath, raised his head and said, "Don't fight?"

Xuanyuan Ming said expressionlessly: "The old man doesn't like to bully the small, when you step into the ten-story building, it's not too late to fight with you for life and death, but just that punch, the old man really didn't keep his hand, you behaved quite well, even if you walk in the river of gods in the future, as long as you don't go deeper, it shouldn't be so easy to be killed." ”

Zhang Tianjiu immediately heard the old man's voice, and said in surprise: "We are going to Shenhe?"

Otherwise, Xuanyuan Ming would not suddenly mention the stubble of Kamigawa at this time for no reason.

The old man didn't sell it this time, and said directly: "It's time to take you on a trip and get something back, but it's not so fast, you can go back and arrange it first." ”

Zhang Tianjiu looked curious: "What is so important that you want us to go out together?"

He remembered that Xuanyuan Ming had said that he would not easily step into that divine river unless he had to, so as not to attract those bigwigs from the source to make a move, and now he was naturally surprised to see the old man take the initiative to break the rules.

"The last part of this thing. ”

Xuanyuan Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and threw it, and a palm-sized black object flew straight towards Zhang Tianjiu.