Jiang Hai originally wanted to experiment immediately, but he seemed to remember something, temporarily put aside the idea of immediate experimentation, and began to think about it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What is this place? Why am I here?

It seems to be a valley, but it is not like it, it is pitch black, the air is slightly cool, there are rock walls on both sides, it is so dark, and it is only night.

But even if it were, it wouldn't be so dark, and in my memory, it seemed that only the abyss was like that! ”

"Don't worry about that for now, just go up and see."

As he spoke, Jiang Hai kicked the ground with both feet, and when the ground collapsed and sinted, his body jumped up, raised his head to the sky, and rushed straight up.

When Jiang Hai rose to more than 100 zhang, his speed couldn't help but slow down, and he was about to control his body to continue to rise, but he found that he couldn't rise at all.

Not only could he not rise, but under his depressed expression, he only felt that his body had fallen rapidly.

Hearing only a boom, half of his body smashed directly into the ground, and under this huge impact, the qi and blood in his body tumbled violently.

It wasn't until a long time that it slowly subsided.

Jiang Hai took a deep breath and looked puzzled: "That's not right! My physical body is now in the open sea realm, so it stands to reason that I should be able to fly in the air! What's going on? Did I guess wrong? ”

But then, Jiang Hai's eyes lit up: "It may be that the physical body is different from the cultivation system of cultivating immortals, so my guess will be slightly off." Jiang Hai really couldn't find an answer, so he had to find such a far-fetched reason.

Jiang Hai pulled his body out of the ground and walked to the side of the rock wall, his eyes were firm, his hands were grasped, only to hear a soft click, his hand directly into the hard rock wall.

Under the continuous clicking, he actually climbed up with his bare hands at such a fast speed.

At first, he climbed relatively easily, but gradually, when he reached a height of thousands of feet, his hand scratched a little skin, and under the pain, a trace of blood flowed out, staining the rock wall.

He climbed to such a height, and found that he was far from reaching the top, and he was even more sure in his heart that this must be the abyss.

He knew that he couldn't retreat, as long as he did, he would have to start all over again, and he didn't want that to happen.

If he could fly up with the sword, he would like to fly, but his cultivation was low, and the source qi in the Dead Sea was weak, so he couldn't hold on for long.

For the abyss of unknown depth, as long as the source qi is exhausted, it will have to start again if it falls, why bother? He would rather climb it with his bare hands than start all over again.

As he climbed all the way, rows of claw holes were left on the rock wall, leading to the ground, and from more than a thousand zhang below, where Jiang Hai climbed, a trace of blood was left behind.

By this time, he had climbed to a height of more than 5,000 zhang, and his hands had become blurred with flesh and blood, and wisps of blood could not stop flowing down.

It flowed down the rock wall below, and the rows of claw holes that I don't know how many there were, seeped into the rows of claw holes and flowed down.

As for the pain that was equivalent to torture, he could barely bear it, and since he experienced the last life and death change, his endurance has also been tempered and sublimated.

Although the ten fingers and the heart hurt, it still can't match the fierceness of life and death.

He climbed lonely on this rock wall, I don't know how long it took, I don't know how many zhang he climbed, and finally, Jiang Hai caught the dirt and saw the light.

The moment Jiang Hai saw the light, he suddenly perked up, and climbed faster, and after a quarter of an hour, he finally climbed to the top of the abyss.

Jiang Hai sat next to him above the abyss, and he first looked at his hands, which looked very terrifying because there was only some flesh and skin left.

Then, he looked at the blood left in the many claw holes on the abyss wall below, and when there was a burst of pain in his hands, he was rapidly recovering, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart at the moment.

"I didn't expect that! My Jiang Hai was able to climb the abyss with bare hands one day, and I succeeded! ”

"I used to hear the old man in the village say that the most mysterious thing is the abyss, and he has no intention of stumbling and is dead!

Now, I didn't stumble on my feet, but I came up alive and helped the old men in the village to fulfill my long-cherished wish. ”

When Jiang Hai sighed, he inadvertently glanced up at the opposite side of the abyss, looking at it, Jiang Hai's face was strange.

What he saw was a piece of black mountain range that had been destroyed, and Jiang Hai, curious, stepped onto a rickety pitch-black suspension bridge.

Jiang Hai crossed the suspension bridge and walked in the bare black banyan mountain range, at first, he thought that this black tree was blackened by the fire, but later, he found that it was not.

Jiang Hai was curious, with vigilance, and walked into the depths of the mountain range, Jiang Hai walked through many destroyed mountains and forests, until he walked into a dozen miles deep, he saw a piece of mountain range that was not destroyed.

At this time, Jiang Hai also understood that this place was caused by the Great War, and knowing this, Jiang Hai was even more vigilant.

In the rapid gallop of his body, he stopped outside the mountain forest, hesitated for a moment, resolutely raised his feet and took a step, and as soon as he took a step, Jiang Hai saw an old woman with a wrinkled face, who was wearing a robe.

This made Jiang Hai take a pause.

The old woman glanced at Jiang Hai, but then, as if she remembered something, the pupils of her eyes contracted violently.

What she saw was a young man dressed in dark brown tattered clothes, with white hair on the right side and black on the left half, and a mantle with a disheveled head.

The boy was covered in dirt, and his face was as if it had never been washed since birth.

Her expression froze, and she asked with some hesitation, "You...... Are you the one that the Black Banyan Sect Master rescued at that time, a dying boy? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hai felt that the Black Banyan Sect Master that the old woman in front of him had something to do with his fall into the abyss, so he couldn't help but say.

"Well, yes, I'm the boy rescued by the Black Banyan Sect Master, I don't know, what was the situation like at that time?"

The old woman opened her mouth and sighed, her expression a little complicated, and she spoke slowly.

"That's right, when you were hunted down by Araki, the Great Elder of the Tianqing Sect, my Black Banyan Sect and the Tianqing Sect were old enemies, and I didn't want the Tianqing Sect to get my wish.

Therefore, the sect master of my Black Banyan Sect took action to save you, and when he saved you, the sect master killed all the disciples sent by the Tianqing Sect.

When she rescued you, she found that you were about to die, and she couldn't save you, so she simply threw you into the abyss.

Soon after throwing you into the abyss, the Sect Master of the Tianqing Sect, Huang Zhentian, holding the Tianqing Sword of the Tianqing Ancestor, destroyed most of my Black Banyan Sect in a fit of rage.

When he was about to continue to destroy, fortunately, the Black Sect Master made a move and seriously injured him, originally the Black Banyan Sect Master wanted to continue to hunt him down, but he was afraid that the Tianqing Ancestor would not die, so the matter was over.

But two years later, the dying Tianqing Ancestor made a move and severely injured my Black Banyan Sect Master, and he has not recovered yet.

However, after this incident, the Tianqing Ancestor fell, and the Tianqing Ancestor fought with the Black Banyan Ancestor of our sect thirty years ago, and my Black Banyan Ancestor planted the Black Banyan curse on him at the cost of death.

After his Tianqing Ancestor was cursed, he would definitely die, but what I didn't expect was that he didn't die until now. ”

After listening to this, Jiang Hai summarized it a little, and then said softly: "How many years have I fallen into the abyss?" ”

"Three years ......"

"Three years?" Jiang Hai's face was incredulous.

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