The heavy rain lasted for a day and a night, as if the heavens were weeping over the destruction of the Snow Sword Gate, and it was not until the next morning that it became dripping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Hao's blood had dried up, and there was no one beside him who could stand.

The Snow Sword Sect has completely turned into a ruin, and all the resources that can be removed from the sect have been swept away.

The corpses of the disciples who were killed in the Snow Sword Sect were thrown everywhere, and the Yuan Ring between their fingers was also taken off.

The entire Snow Sword Gate was shrouded in the aura of death, and there was no longer the vitality of the past.

The light rain gradually stopped, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone on the earth.

Wang Hao, who was lying in the puddle, suddenly moved his fingers slightly, and then, he was covered in blue light!

Wang Hao's right eye, which had been closed, opened on its own, and the witch pattern on the blue eyeball exuded a strange power.

Magical powers, reincarnation!

After the blue light enveloped Wang Hao's whole body, his body, as if falling into the gap of time and space, twisted violently.

With Wang Hao's body as the center, a huge vortex was formed, and the space-time in the center of the vortex was reversing!

Wang Hao's disappeared consciousness recondensed and became clearer and clearer.

"Where is this?"

Wang Hao looked at the situation in front of him, a little distracted, he was standing on a cold peak at this moment, the peak was empty, and the cold wind was biting.

In the center of the cold peak, there is a huge ravine, which runs through the entire cold peak, and the edge of the ravine is very flat, as if it was cut open by someone with a sword!

Wang Hao immediately recognized this ravine, it was the Hidden Sword Valley!

"The Hidden Sword Valley was obviously suppressed by the sect with buildings, why is it like this?"

"That's not right! Where is the shadow of the Snow Sword Gate on this cold peak! ”

"Hmm...... My head hurts! ”

"I remembered...... I was killed by Ling Xie, I should have died at this time, why did I appear on the Hidden Sword Valley? ”

"I remember that before my consciousness dissipated, all my Yuan Force condensed to my right eye, could it be that I subconsciously touched the reincarnation and saved myself?"

Wang Hao looked around, and sure enough, the space around him was slightly distorted.

Looking at his hands and feet carefully, they were all translucent, Wang Hao leaned over and tried to touch the earth, but his palm easily passed through the rocks on the ground.

"Sure enough...... Am I in the middle of a space-time? ”

Wang Hao understood his situation at this time, and he sighed: "The distortion of time and space must be the result of reincarnation, and I can't die if I think about it." ”

"Because reincarnation is triggered by the unconscious, my consciousness was thrown into the time and space before the establishment of the Snow Sword Gate, and I really don't know how long I will stay here......

Standing on the top of the cold peak, Wang Hao was a little distressed, he didn't know when he would be able to return to his own time and space.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and ten days have passed, and Wang Hao has been staying on the cold peak, because he only has consciousness, no body, and he can't do it if he wants to cultivate.

Wang Hao sighed: "I really don't know how long this kind of day will take, is it possible that I want to completely experience the rise and fall of the Snow Sword Sect?" ”

Wang Hao was about to leave Hanfeng, this kind of silent atmosphere was really too torturous for people's spirits.

At this moment, Wang Hao suddenly saw a figure walking towards the peak step by step from the mountain path.

"Huh? Will anyone come to a place where this kind of bird doesn't poop? ”

Wang Hao walked in and saw that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, the juvenile realm was not high, and he only had the fivefold cultivation of the Yuanwu realm.

Climbing up the cold peak, the young man wiped the sweat on his forehead vigorously with his patched sleeves, and he carried a bamboo basket behind him, and there were a few newly picked spiritual grasses in the bamboo basket.

The young man glanced at Han Feng, his immature face couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, and he muttered to himself, "Didn't you say that the top of the cold wind cherished the spirit grass?" Why can't you see even a trace of green at a glance? ”

The boy seemed to be tired and sat on the ground.

"That's it, that's it, when I recover some strength, I'll go down the mountain, and dig more spirit grass, how can I sell it for money in exchange for martial arts?"

The temperature of the cold peak in this season was suitable, and the boy fell asleep unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took, the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves scared him awake.

The young man was full of excitement and got up from the ground, and he only then found that at some point, a strong wind was blowing on the cold peak.

The strong wind blew into the Tibetan Sword Valley and turned into a valley wind, which made the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves.

The young man said in surprise: "At the top of this cold peak, why is there such a deep canyon?" Everyone says that spiritual grass grows in places where people rarely go by, and maybe there will be new discoveries under the valley! ”

Thinking of this, the tiredness on the young man's face was swept away, and he hurriedly ran to the edge of the valley, leaning down to look into the valley.

The sun shines through the mouth of the valley, but you can't see the bottom of the valley clearly, and you can see the depth of the valley.

There was a hesitant look on the young man's face, and he seemed to be struggling with whether to go down to the valley to check it out.

"I didn't have any rope with me, and if I fell while climbing, I'm afraid I'd die with a whimper!"

"Afraid of a bird! If you find a precious spirit grass, you can buy a Yellow Rank Six Rank martial arts with all the money you exchange! Fight! ”

The boy made up his mind, and he cautiously leaned down and began to crawl towards the bottom.

Wang Hao shook his head helplessly, this young man is really reckless, the valley is dim, and he has no torch to illuminate, if he accidentally steps on the air, it will be really a life.

"For the sake of a spirit grass, this young man is too desperate."

Thinking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Wang Hao's mind, his eyes widened, looking at the young man who was carefully climbing the rock, and the expression on his face was as wonderful as it could be.

"Soul Seeking Grass...... Climb the Cold Peak...... Into the deep valley, this young man, could it be the grandfather?! ”

Wang Hao remembered the volume of notes that He Lao had shown him, and after comparing them one by one, he suddenly found that his guess was correct!

Wang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart: "I didn't expect that I would be fortunate enough to witness the true face of Master Zu. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Hao no longer hesitated, he jumped into the bottom of the valley, since he was sure that the young man in front of him was the grandfather, Wang Hao understood that this small cliff could not stop him.

The bottom of the valley is still like that, Wang Hao waited for a long time before the boy came to the bottom.

The boy was wet with sweat, and when the valley wind blew, he shivered from the cold.

"At the risk of being thrown to death, I climbed down with a lot of difficulty, hoping to find something!"

The boy had just taken a step, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, he sat up, only to find that his two knees had been injured while climbing.

"Why are you so unlucky!"

The boy frowned, tore off his two sleeves and tied them to his knees, he endured the pain and began to search for the spirit grass.

To his disappointment, however, he searched for a whole day and a night, but found nothing.

"Why is God teasing me!"

The young man sat on the ground with a look of despair, he took out a hard steamed bun from the bamboo basket behind him, and bit it hard, Wang Hao found that the young ancestor did not even have a Yuan Ring in the hands of a martial artist.

"If you suffer hardship, you will become a master, this sentence is really the most suitable for the ancestor master."

After eating a cold steamed bun, the young man did not take out the remaining two steamed buns in the bamboo basket, his knees were injured, and he could not venture to climb up, I am afraid that he will have to stay at the bottom of this valley for a few days, and these two steamed buns are all his remaining food.

After three days at the bottom of the valley, the injury on the young man's knee finally improved, and he was ready to leave the dark valley and return to the cold peak.

Just as he was about to climb, Tanouchi suddenly remembered a deafening roar.

"Boom!"

This is the thunder echoing in the valley, and it is going to rain.

The young man's face became as ugly as it became, and once it rained, the valley wall, which was already very smooth, would become slippery, and if his hands and feet were slippery, he would have to be planted here for the rest of his life.

"People are unlucky, they can't drink water!"

The boy could only give up his plan to go out of the valley and continue to suffer in the valley.

After a while, the rain fell, because the dark clouds outside obscured the sun, and the valley floor was completely darkened, and I could not see my fingers.

It rained heavily for a long time, and the boy dozed off, when suddenly a thunderbolt woke him up!

The young man was a spirit, and he just happened to see a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket explode from not far away.

"I can't sleep well."

The boy was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep, when an unexpected scene appeared to him.

Where the thunder exploded, two glowing figures suddenly appeared, these were two powerful middle-aged men, they were floating in the air, each holding a sword in their hands, and their clothes were windless.

The two middle-aged men were just phantoms, but the power they showed invisibly made the boy breathless.

Two warriors who are so powerful that they can't describe it in words fight fiercely in the valley, and the sword moves they use vaguely contain a certain true meaning, which makes people lose their minds.

The young man looked at the battle between the two strong men, his eyes became blurred, he had completely fallen into it.

Wang Hao's phantom stood beside the young man, he looked at the fierce confrontation between the two emperors, and sighed in his heart: "In order to snatch the treasure, I didn't see this scene, I didn't expect that there would be a chance to see it again!" ”

Wang Hao naturally would not let go of this opportunity, he, like the young man, fell into an epiphany.

The more Wang Hao looked at it, the more shocked he became, among the sword moves of the two emperors, there were traces of the righteousness of the sword, although it was not as pure as the righteousness contained in the fragments of the sword, but it was really displayed.

Wang Hao kept every move of the two emperors in his mind, and he extracted the righteousness of the sword path contained in the sword moves, and corresponded with the records in the sword path fragments one by one.

Two teenagers of the same age, under the arrangement of fate, did the same thing at the same time.

The two emperors fought for three days and three nights, Wang Hao and the two had an epiphany for three days and three nights, and when the two emperors died together, the image came to an abrupt end.

Wang Hao and the boy woke up at the same time, and their hearts were shocked!

The young man danced excitedly, "Learning such a mystery, I will definitely become a strong man and start a sect!" ”

Compared with the young man, Wang Hao is much calmer, he sighed: "The righteousness recorded on the sword fragments, I have been suffering from being unable to understand, I didn't expect an adventure, I can easily master most of it, I only need to verify more, my strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!" ”

The young ancestor left, but Wang Hao stayed in this dark Hidden Sword Valley, and he made up his mind to comprehend all the great righteousness recorded on the sword path fragment before returning to his own time and space!