The old man in gray had a bad face, a tough and indifferent attitude, and an aggressive attitude, but Feng Xiaoyi did not flinch and dared to refute it!

The atmosphere was a lot colder all of a sudden, and the old man in gray was disdainful of Feng Xiaoyi's words, but this also aroused a trace of interest in him, for a long time, he hadn't met this kind of person who followed him for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It looks like you have a very unconvinced energy in your heart!" The old man in gray said indifferently.

"Because I don't know what it means to give in!" Feng Xiaoyi responded coldly.

"Good! Very good! I'll tell you now, in this year, you will definitely not have a good time, now is just the beginning, there will be more in the future that you will not be aware of, if you are afraid, you can get out of the way at any time, I will not leave you half a point! The old man in gray shouted again and again.

Feng Xiaoyi's eyes became cold little by little, listening to these words of the gray-clothed old man, he was both cautious and fearless, and said: "If you have any means, just use it!" ”

This is a provocation, and it is clear that it has succeeded in arousing the fighting spirit of the old man in gray!

"Give me three days to get back to my best!"

The old man in gray left this sentence coldly, he stepped out, and in a few flashes, he had appeared thousands of feet away, and he seemed to be leaving temporarily.

"It doesn't take three days, one day is enough!" Feng Xiaoyi didn't appreciate it, and said coldly.

The old man in gray soon disappeared on this giant peak, leaving a person on the top of the mountain, the words have been released just now, he has no regrets, the energy in his heart, with the departure of the old man in gray, is also slowly unloaded, and his heart is calm again.

Through today's cognition, he saw the hardships in the future, it was fate that did not allow him to be better, and he could only face the difficulties, no matter what, he could not retreat half a step.

He was so small, he couldn't do anything great, but when Xiaoxi and Grandpa Xu, who took good care of him, learned that it was possible for him to get rid of the bad luck of not being able to cultivate, both of them were so excited and excited in their hearts.

From the moment he was there, he secretly made a vow in his heart that he would never let the two of them down in the future!

Not only does he have to break free from the dream demon of not being able to cultivate, but he also has to climb to the top in the future, he wants to stand in this heaven and earth with dignity, and tell those who will target him because of the demon body that he is standing here, and he can still exist in this world!

He wants to get rid of all shackles, he wants to break all the shackles that imprison his fate, he wants to cry out to the sky, he is him! His fate is not controlled by anything!

He's going to be himself! He wants to be himself who belongs to the people around him! He wants to be a self that is not controlled by others!

And all of this, that is all in terms of strength, so he must cultivate, have his own strength, on this irreversible road, he has no other way but to move forward!

The firm oath sprouted in his heart, bringing him endless strength to move forward, even if he was lying on his stomach, he had to exhaust all his strength and crawl forward step by step...

Lonely and silent on the cliff, Feng Xiaoyi sat on the rock and closed his eyes, while recuperating and waiting for tomorrow's storm.

・・・

After nightfall, waiting for the rising sun, the day was not long, Feng Xiaoyi had been sitting on the rock, and after a day, the old man in gray had indeed returned.

Yesterday, Feng Xiaoyi said that it only took one day, and the old man in gray really only gave him one day to recuperate, and when he came here, he didn't say much, only one sentence: "Go!" ”

Feng Xiaoyi got up, without saying a word, walked to the gray-clothed old man with a smooth face, and both of them walked away without saying a word.

The face of the old man in gray was cold, his eyes were as cold as ice, under his leadership, in just a few minutes, he came to the foot of the mountain, this is an open flat land, just more than ten zhang in front of him, there is a formation carved on the ground.

The formation has a hundred zhang flat ground, hexagonal, with a faint energy curtain hanging at the edge, and an energy curtain covering the upper hundred, which is like a formation cage.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the cage formation, there was a purple shadow that was constantly flying, sometimes hitting the surrounding energy curtains, as if trying to escape from here, but there was no exit.

"Purple spirit marten."

Feng Xiaoyi's eyes condensed slightly, and when he looked carefully, he found that the purple shadow of a sable, only the size of two heads combined, was a low-cost demon beast.

Look at the purple spirit mink, it should be still short before it reaches the adult stage, this kind of demon beast is relatively low-level, and this kind of demon beast in front of it should be in the Juyuan realm, and it has not officially stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

However, this monster beast is small, agile, relatively fast, and very agile.

"Get in!"

The gray-clothed old man suddenly snorted, he threw out Feng Xiaoyi, the latter flew out, and when he came to the cage formation, a circular gap appeared in the energy curtain, and as soon as he fell inside, he immediately closed it.

"You'd better not get hurt by it, or you'll be in good hands!"

As soon as he landed smoothly on the ground in the formation cage, the cold reminder voice of the gray-clothed old man outside came, which seemed to mean that there was no need to fight with the purple spirit marten desperately, just avoid it.

"Ten minutes!"

The voice of the old man in gray came again, asking him to stay inside for so long.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Looking at the outsider's Feng Xiaoyi, the purple spirit marten in front of him stopped flying, let out a mouse-like cry, and then rushed towards this side one by one.

Feng Xiaoyi twisted his eyebrows slightly, the temperament of the purple spirit marten was not ferocious, but now he took the initiative to attack him, probably because the old man in gray had moved his hands and feet, and after thinking about it, he hurriedly dodged and went to the other side.

He didn't know what the old man in gray had for bringing him here, and he didn't know why he had to remind him that it was best not to get hurt, but Feng Xiaoyi knew that things were by no means so simple, so he tried not to let himself be injured by the purple spirit marten.

The gray-clothed old man watched quietly outside, the wind Xiao Yi in the field kept dodging, and the purple spirit marten was like a maggot attached to the bones, always chasing him.

It can be seen that the wind is shining, the figure is indescribably embarrassed, chased very tightly, always narrowly avoided, less than ten minutes, already out of breath, feeling tired.

The purple spirit marten moves quickly, and although the claws are small, they are very sharp and sharp, and one claw slashes, with a soft pop, the clothes in the field are flying, and there is a little bloodstain.

Five blood marks that were not too deep appeared on Feng Xiaoyi's back, the stinging pain spread all over his body, and the blood was slowly overflowing, and he didn't care about these, so he had to run away from the distance immediately.

"Whew!"

The purple spirit marten turned into a purple shadow, and one fell to the ground with a leap of strength, and shot out violently, as fast as an arrow from the string, pointing directly at the wind, and the five sharp claws were shining.

"Poof!"

Seeing the purple spirit marten attacking, Feng Xiaoyi hurriedly retreated, and at the same time wanted to turn sideways to avoid it, almost at the same time, the purple spirit marten also pounced on his body.

There was blood splattering on his chest, and the pain of tearing hit, Feng Xiaoyi's face couldn't help but twitch, and five bloody claw marks appeared dazzlingly, scratching through the flesh, and the blood slowly stained most of the clothes.

Rushing to the ground in front of Feng Xiaoyi's body, the purple spirit marten turned around, jumped towards him again, and rushed up towards him quickly!

"Go away!"

Suffering from severe pain, his movements slowed down a bit, and seeing the purple spirit marten pounce again, Feng Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and with a cold drink, his left leg flew towards him like a whip.

However, the purple spirit marten hugged his legs with both claws, and the sharp claws slashed down, causing him to be hurt even more.

Wrapped around Feng Xiaoyi's body, the purple spirit marten climbed along his legs again, and after a while, it made several new scars, and finally used its mouth and claws together, trying to bite him.

Feng Xiaoyi was close to the purple spirit mink, and kept using both hands to throw it away, but the purple spirit marten didn't let go of him, and he could only be scratched again and again helplessly.

Seeing that the purple spirit marten was about to bite him again, suddenly a fierce color flashed in his eyes, his body flipped in the air, raised more than half a zhang, and then slammed down on the ground.

"Bang!"

It smashed into the ground like a boulder, making a heavy sound, and Feng Xiaoyi was like a heavy blow, his whole body was in pain, and a trace of blood flowed from his mouth.

It can be seen from this that this fall is very heavy, and with him falling to the ground, there is also the purple spirit marten on his body, half of his body was pressed underneath, and it was also hit badly.

"Squeak!"

The purple spirit marten let out a scream of pain, and its purple eyes met Feng Xiaoyi's fierce gaze, and saw fear in its frightened expression, and finally fled in panic.

The purple spirit marten couldn't care about the pain on his body, and fled half lame and half lame, fell once in a few steps, crawled with a rolling belt, and fled to the other side, trembling and cowering there not daring to squeak.

Feng Xiaoyi's terrifying gaze came and went so fast that even the old man in gray outside didn't notice it, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

Even the old man in gray thought the same as him that it might be that the purple spirit marten was too traumatized by the heavy fall, and he was so frightened that he fled.

Feng Xiaoyi fell to the ground and kept gritting his teeth and enduring the pain without saying a word, this fall made his mind blank for a while, and his whole body was numb and painful, and he slowly recovered after a few minutes.

Feeling that his body was back in his control, Feng Xiaoyi struggled to get up little by little, seeing that the purple spirit marten did not dare to invade him again, he remained vigilant and sat on the ground to relieve the pain.

The old man in gray just watched there, didn't say anything, there were still two or three minutes left, the purple spirit marten didn't dare to make any more moves, and Feng Xiaoyi was also scarred on his body, not only on his body, but also on his face, which obviously fell out just now.

"It's time!"

After a few minutes, the old man in gray finally spoke up, acting in an old-fashioned manner, ignoring the injuries on Feng Xiaoyi's body, and leaving here with him as soon as the time came.

Feng Xiaoyi was silent, even if he had injuries on his body, he stood up and walked to this side, and the formation energy curtain automatically opened a gap to let him out.

"I warned you better not get hurt."

His eyes coldly glanced at the wounds on Feng Xiaoyi's body, there were seven scratches all over his body, four of which were relatively optimistic, the remaining two were a little serious, and the last one on his back was the most serious, where the flesh and blood were blurred, and the wounds were inches deep.

The old man in gray continued unkindly: "This is just the beginning, get ready, it's your turn to take it next, walk back with me!" ”

Feng Xiaoyi's face was moved, but he was so stubborn that he didn't say a word.

;