The jumping cliff is only a few hundred miles away from the twin cities, and Wen Yiming has been on the road at an even speed since he got rid of the track, but if it is placed in the eyes of secular mortals, it is still very fast. lā

Along the way, Wen Yiming has been thinking about a few questions about Liang Zhi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHe didn't know about the three men in black.

Liang Zhi disappeared after getting the Rakshasa blood in the Shuangcheng, with the sentence 'Rakshasa blood in the sword peak, slashing the dragon under the hero's tears.'" It is not difficult to conclude that there is a secret of heroic tears hidden under the Dragon Slaying Road.

And Liang Zhi mentioned in his notes that in order to unravel the spiritual erosion of Rakshasa blood, it is necessary to rely on heroic tears. Then he consciously felt that he should return to the south, and it should be subconsciously wanting to get heroic tears.

In other words, it was already the martial saint period for him to return to the south to save his mother and son. This made Wen Yiming a little incredulous, Liang Zhi was seriously injured at that time, it should be related to the altar, how powerful is this altar.

You must know that Liang Zhi has my invincible realm plus body without my mental method, and there are four top ten famous swords in his body, especially judging from the sword intent and sword momentum on the notes, Liang Zhi's sword path must have been cultivated to the extreme before reaching the martial saint stage, and the difference is only that his cultivation has not gone up.

Therefore, the general martial saint period martial cultivators are not enough to see in front of Liang Zhi at all. Unless it is a top genius with the same combat power as him, or a god-given god of war, he can seriously injured Liang Zhi and kill him.

From this point, it can be seen that if the Holy Altar did it, then this force is definitely the number one in the entire Heavenly Continent.

Wen Yiming thought as he hurried. Secretly said, when you return to Shuangcheng, you must ask the master, where is this Liang Zhi sacred?

There was another point that he never understood. Liang Zhi knew that he would die, and in his last words, he also confessed that he would join the siege of the Shuangcheng faction in the future, whether he wanted to let himself get heroic tears. How can this hope be pinned on a baby who has not yet grown up?

Thinking of this, Wen Yiming's doubts became more and more numerous. Why did Liang Zhi know that he had the bloodline of Tianwen Palace? Who is the descendant of the patriarch?

Wen Yiming wrinkled his brows, feeling a burst of trouble, Suo Xin put aside his happy affairs and hurried away with peace of mind.

It's just that he is full of curiosity about the mysterious heroic tears. What kind of artifact is this? Could it be that this is what Qin Li called the earth-shattering mystery hidden in the twin cities?

Every time Wen Yiming walked for a while, he would stop to rest, eat some dry food and spring water by the way, and then practice the small life spirit recipe for half an hour. He wanted to get his face back to full soon, and although he didn't care, he always felt awkward. If nothing else, when the night comes out, the absolute force causes a scream.

By the time we reached the Jumping Cliff, the night sky had already risen to a little starlight.

As soon as Wen Yiming walked into the edge of the cliff, he knew that this was the Jumping Cliff, almost the same as in the dream, the only change was that the surrounding woods were much denser.

It was getting late, so he didn't hurry, but first picked up a lot of dry firewood and lit a bonfire, then went into the woods to hunt two game, divided it by two, removed the fur, took out the water in the ring and rinsed it, smeared it with spices, and then placed it on the shelf to bake.

After doing all this, I relied on my dream memories and Jiang Xian's description to look around.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Yiming stood thoughtfully on a piece of turf not far from the campfire. According to Jiang Xian's description, Liang Zhi should be buried here, there was a small pit under his feet at that time, Jiang Xian used a lot of gravel to cover it up, and then covered it with a thin layer of soil, which took Jiang Xian a lot of time and physical strength.

Wen Yiming didn't see any pine trees on it, he probably dried up and died, or didn't plant at all.

Wen Yiming believed that he was standing in the right place, so he turned around and took off the already fragrant hare, put it on a plate, and then brought out a jar of spirits that had been prepared, and placed them one by one in front of the once small pit.

"Senior Liang Zhi, today the boy came to pay tribute to your old man, and thank you for saving the lives of our mother and son. Wen Yiming clasped his hands together and muttered.

Then he said with a thief's eyes, "You always eat and drink well, and then the heroic spirit will return to the heavenly realm early, as for this body, I think your old man has become a god, and there is no need to bother with this." Since you have a deep enmity with the altar, then the boy should avenge you. However, the kid's strength is low, and a space ring is even more of a family. I miss you a lot of treasures, and it's a waste to bury here, so it's better to help me, so that the kid can avenge you as soon as possible. ”

Wen Yiming slapped the liquor mud seal to himself, sprinkled it one by one in front of the grave without a grave, and said, "If your old man doesn't speak, he means that he has no objection, and that kid has thanked him first." ”

After speaking, Wen Yiming held the sacrifice by the bonfire, took out the prepared shovel, shook off his arms and turned into a tomb robber.

In Wen Yiming's heart, he is full of gratitude and respect for Liang Zhi. However, there is no mental obstacle to his actions at this time, and gratitude is from the heart, not words. If you can find some resources that are useful to you because of this, and quickly improve your cultivation and combat effectiveness, it will be much easier to deal with the Holy Altar in the future.

Helping the benefactor to take revenge is more meaningful than worshipping in the form every year, this is Wen Yiming's idea.

In less than a few minutes, Wen Yiming hit the stone with a spade, and the secret passage was indeed here. I couldn't help humming a little song while being happy, and I became more and more energetic.

After a quarter of an hour, all the stones inside had been removed, and even the soil below had been dug half a meter deep, and the range had expanded to more than two meters in diameter.

Wen Yiming was dumbfounded, there was nothing in the pit.

In fact, it was not empty, but he took out a few pieces of tattered white cotton cloth. Wen Yiming picked it up and carefully identified it on the bonfire for a while, confirming that it was the fabric on the old man's white robe in the dream.

"Nima!" Wen Yiming said that Titus was lost, threw the shovel off the cliff with a thud, sat down by the campfire, and made a big sacrifice.

After a few sips of strong wine, Wen Yiming suddenly laughed and said to himself, "This old man is interesting! I am more happy that you are alive than if you get your baby, and I believe that my mother will also be happy about it." ”

Wen Yiming believes that a martial saint buried in a mess of stones, let alone ten years, even a hundred years will not decay and rot, Yan Feitian and Wen Ruofeng are the best proof.

"What the hell is going on with this old man, where has he gone, and will he still be in the south?" Wen Yiming asked a series of questions.

After being full of wine and food, Wen Yiming shook his head and no longer dwelled on these. took out Liang Zhi's murder note and looked at it again, he was going to spend the night here.

Wen Yiming looked at the notes left by Liang Zhi page after page in the crackling and bursting of firewood, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

From time to time, he looked up and nodded slightly, as if he had figured out something.

When he saw two-thirds of the entire notebook, it was clear that Liang Zhi was indeed injured by being chased by the altar. According to records, the person who injured him turned out to be a martial cultivator in the late stage of the Martial Saint. Wen Yiming couldn't help but sigh that there is indeed no shortage of geniuses in this world!

Wen Yiming continued to look down, only two paragraphs, gasped, and the surprise in his eyes dissipated.

'After losing both the cloak and the black-clothed man in the late stage of the Martial Saint, I was chased and killed by the three late Martial Saints to the border of the Western Regions, and in the end, although I killed them one by one, my old injuries recurred, and it was difficult to suppress the time, and time was really running out!'

It seems to have entered the south. By the way, I remembered who the man in black in the cloak was last time, he actually knew how to have no selfish mind, if he was not mistaken, he should have comprehended the realm of selflessness and invincibility, no wonder the combat power is not comparable to me. Is it really him?

Wen Yiming didn't see Liang Zhi mention the matter again until he finished reading it, and he suddenly lost his mood.

There are people in the altar who practice the selfless heart method, and they have also comprehended the selfless and invincible battle heart method, and even Liang Zhi can only be equal to it!

Liang Zhi obviously guessed who this person was?

The tone in the note was so surprised------ could it really be him?

Wen Yiming fell into deep thought!

Who is this man?