The cliff was snow-white, the old man in gray was silent, and the figure of the old man was also pondering. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Could it be that he's also a demon?"

The old illusory figure was secretly guessing, it floated forward, the illusory palm lightly touched Feng Xiaoyi's body, and after a while, it retreated without a harvest.

"He's not like a teenager, he's more mature than his peers, even some adults, and I'm in him, as if I saw the shadow of the demon god again, he... reminds me of the demon god." The old man said.

The old man in gray stopped for a long time, and only after a long time did he see him snort coldly: "Didn't you say that the demon god died out in ancient times?" ”

"He's dead, otherwise the mark he left on me wouldn't have gone away on its own, and I would have cut off all contact with him, and you wouldn't have taken me later." The old man said.

"So what is this, and why is the seal still there?"

The old man in gray said coldly, but his palm stretched out, and a gray light appeared, slightly black, seemingly soft, but it was as strong as he was at his peak, and he couldn't peek out what was sealed inside.

The gray-clothed old man frowned slightly, since he was close to Feng Xiaoyi, he seemed to feel that there was a subtle fluctuation in this thing, I don't know if it is, and I can't be sure.

"I don't know much about that, but it should be something important." The old man said.

"You were in his hands back then, don't you even know what this thing is?" The old man in gray said coldly.

"The fluctuations of what's inside have been completely cut off, otherwise I might have known what it was." The old man said truthfully.

The old man in gray was silent with a cold face, he looked at Feng Xiaoyi on the ground fixedly, he didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly he saw his hand tremble, and the misty light on his hand turned into a ray of light and flew out, burrowing into Feng Xiaoyi's body and disappearing.

"He is a demon body, and the demon god back then was also a demon body, just because of this, you want to hide this mass of things in his body and see if you can find anything in the future?" The old man guessed.

"Snort!"

The old man in gray didn't say much, maybe it was a tacit acquiescence, and with a flip of his palm, a small ray of light crawled out of thin air, converging into a palm-sized light array, and then swept out, magnified to the size of a hundred zhang, and drilled into the ground here, quietly, like a mud cow entering the sea without news.

"You set up a formation here, when the harsh winter comes, the cold gathers, and the heat is coming, and the heat is intensifying, this is deliberately honing him, and you plan to teach him the six formations in the future." The old man said.

"It's none of your business!"

The old man in gray said coldly, he will never stay here anymore, he came here to gather the cold on purpose, until Feng Xiaoyi passed out, and then secretly set up a formation, and now the purpose has been completed, so he moved towards the deep mountain.

"You froze him to the point of coma, and now that the formation has been arranged, if you don't wake him up, you won't be afraid that he will have any accidents?" The old figure followed, and said softly at the same time.

"He doesn't die so easily, if he can't survive this level, then let him die, so as not to waste my energy in the future."

The old man in gray snorted coldly, he really left, but before leaving, with a wave of his sleeve robe, Feng Xiaoyi fell softly, and the space here also fluctuated, if someone was thousands of zhang away at this time, after his wave of sleeves, he could suddenly see a cliff on this side appear out of thin air, and there was a fainted teenager on the cliff.

This is his intention to temporarily put away the space prohibition here, so that outsiders can see Feng Xiaoyi who passed out on the ground here.

Back in the cave, the old man in gray was in the huge cave hall, looking at the formation slowly moving in front of him, he seemed to have made up his mind in his heart.

"Have you thought about it? Are you going to melt me away and use it to help him? "The illusory old man's shadow is still there.

"Enter the formation!"

The gray-clothed old man shouted in a low voice, his mind moved, and a Mengmeng bead no more than the size of a fist flew out of his body, and the old figure turned out to float out of this bead.

The illusory old man's shadow retracted into the bead, this small bead exuded a faint light, a little hazy, invisible, but there was an ethereal mystery.

Turning into a misty light and shadow, this bead flew into the unknown formation, floating in the center of the formation, as if it was being consumed by an inexplicable force...

・・・

I don't know how long I was in a coma, in a daze, I seemed to feel a trace of warmth in this cold body, and my consciousness seemed to be slowly recovering.

The fluttering snow was gone, the cold wind couldn't be felt, the body was no longer frozen, and the constant temperature was maintained, and then Feng Xiaoyi realized that he was lying on the bed.

"Xiaoyi, you've finally woken up."

An old man's voice came, it was Xu Kang, his face had a hint of anxiety, and after seeing Feng Xiaoyi wake up, it finally dissipated.

"Grandpa Xu, I'm here..."

Feng Xiaoyi looked at his room, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone of voice was still a little weak.

"It was Grandpa Xu who saw that you had not returned for a long time, went up the mountain to look for you, and saw you fainting on a cliff, so he brought you back." Xu Kang knew what he wanted to ask, so he replied.

"Hmm..." Feng Xiaoyi's face was solemn, he figured things out, first answered, and then asked as if he was very concerned: "Then how long have I been unconscious?" ”

Xu Kang didn't know why he was asking, but looking at the young man's poor state, he felt pity, he really couldn't bear to see the young man in this situation again.

"It's been a few hours, and it's almost evening." The old man shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Feng Xiaoyi also saw the old man's concern for him from Xu Kang's eyes, but no matter what, he couldn't give up, he didn't know why he was suddenly frozen and comatose during the day, but he wouldn't die because of this.

"Xiaoyi, listen to Grandpa Xu's words, in the cold winter season, the mountain is too cold, you should not suffer from the cold, don't go to the back mountain for this period of time in the future, wait for this winter to pass and then go."

The old man persuaded, there was still a hint of pleading in his tone, he didn't know why Feng Xiaoyi would go to the back mountain for a few hours every day, he just wanted the latter not to happen today.

Feng Xiaoyi lowered his eyes, he was still lying on the bed covered with a quilt, and after listening to the old man's words, he bit his lips that were still slightly purple, and he was silent for a while, either stubborn or stubborn.

Looking at the young man's silence, the old man also knew that Feng Xiaoyi didn't want to disobey him, but he didn't want to listen to what he said just now, so he didn't say a word.

"Son, why are you doing this?" The old man exhorted bitterly.

"I just don't want to submit to some so-called fate."

The young man was silent for a long time, his lips moved slightly, and he said this sentence heavily.

The old man sighed, knowing that the young man was still obsessed with the fact that he couldn't cultivate, he didn't know what to say to persuade him for a while, sighed, or could only sigh: "It's doomed, just ask the sky is so big, how can people fight?" ”

It seemed that he was still unmoved, the hands under the quilt seemed to be slightly grasped, the young man's weak body was not healed, and the words he said were not so sonorous and powerful, but they shocked the old man's heart: "But I... have never admitted defeat!" ”

The old man's face froze, he seemed to be unable to find the words to persuade him, yes, no matter how big the sky is, but he has never seen a young man bow his head and admit defeat, no matter how hard and tired he is, there is no complaint, a child can still be like this, and he can't have this kind of unyielding spiritual thought?

Was he wrong in his previous ways? The old man was suddenly thinking deeply, there is still no absolute right or wrong in the world, and the old man didn't know, he calmed down, and didn't say a word between his mouths.

The room suddenly became silent, the boy was still lying on the bed, and the old man was still standing by the bedside, and they no longer spoke to each other. I don't know how long it took, but the old man silently retreated.

Dusk also passed, and the night gradually fell, and the darkness covered the earth, and the whole village was quiet, and the boy on the bed got up, and after these two hours of quiet rest, he got out of bed, and dragged his still heavy steps, and walked out of the hut.

The hazy figure of the old man was watching quietly in the dark, and the young man walked towards the back mountain, but he was only watching quietly and did not give advice.

Coming to the back mountain, to the cliff, against the howling cold wind, braving the snowflakes in the sky, the young man knelt down on one knee, and started again to complete the four hours that he had not knelt during the day.

In the dark night, the lonely figure is accompanied by the wind and snow...