Seven days later, a figure with a small figure standing on top of the world's highest mountain - Mount Everest, with a delicate woman in his arms!

The wind and snow continued to hit the person's body, and with the heavy snow flying in the wind, a thick layer of ice slag covered the person's body, turning into a human-shaped ice sculpture, so for three consecutive days, in the early morning of the fourth day, only to see this figure finally moved. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Click!" An ice crack sounded, and layers of ice chips continued to fall from this person's body, and after a while, I saw that the ice and snow on this person's body completely fell to the ground, and a long gray hair fell down from his head, and some cloudy eyes in his eyes emitted a devouring light, "Linglong, you sleep here for some time first, and when I come back, I will definitely wake you up!" A voice of pity came out of the figure's mouth.

This person is Xiao Yi who left the martial arts conference, and after a long trek of seven days and seven nights, Xiao Yi finally arrived at the top of Mount Everest.

As Xiao Yi's words fell, he was a little reluctant to put Linglong's body on the ground, leaving Xiao Yi's arms, the sky was covered with ice and snow in an instant, and after a while, a thick layer of ice seemed to turn into an ice coffin, enveloping Linglong's body.

Looking at the delicate pale little face in the ice coffin, a trace of pain appeared on Xiao Yi's cheeks, and he took a deep look at Linglong's smiling cheeks, Xiao Yi seemed to imprint this scene deeply in his mind.

Suddenly turned around, Xiao Yi no longer had nostalgia, strode towards the peak of the whistling ice and snow, a trace of blood-colored tears slid down on the exquisite ice coffin, with Xiao Yi's departure, the entire peak was even more silent, the only sound was the flying ice and snow, as if playing a peerless tragedy.

Three days later, a major event that shook the ancient martial arts world occurred, a mysterious gray-robed man broke into the Qianyu Gate, injured countless sect disciples, and snatched away the secret book of the town faction, "Dry Rain Decision," five days later, the secret book of the town temple of Wanlin Temple "Eight Methods of Demon Suppression" was also easily taken away by the gray robe **.

Such incidents continue to be staged in various major sects, which makes the families of all major sects in the ancient martial arts world panic all day long.

With the seizure of the secret books of the various major sects, the hermits in the countless sects formed an alliance and began to hunt down the gray-robed people who took the cheats, and with the siege and interception of many hermits, a big war finally broke out, and the blood of this war was directly killed, and the earth was cracked, and all the hermits died and were injured, but the gray-robed people left calmly, so that the hermits who formed the alliance returned with a feather.

Since then, the gray-robed man has become a nightmare for many hermits, and no one dares to put forward the opinion of chasing and killing the gray-robed man, and as the gray-robed man disappeared in this battle, this person's information seemed to sink into the sea, and never appeared in the sight of the various sects.

Deep in a primeval dense forest in the Sichuan Basin, a gray figure inhabits a cave, and the roar of a wild beast resounded in the depths of the dense forest from time to time, but this gray figure sat on the ground motionless, only a pile of books in front of this person showed that this person was a civilized normal person, not the legendary wild man in the mountains.

As a trace of blood-colored qi continued to evaporate on the body of this figure, the entire cave exuded a trace of terrifying momentum.

"Huh" As a blood-red breath spit out from this person's mouth, I saw that this person also opened his eyes, "It's still not good, I can't cultivate these ancient martial arts secret books at all, as soon as I cultivate a trace of true qi, I will be immediately swallowed up by the red substance in my body!" Am I really out of martial arts? A murmured word came out of the man's mouth.

This person in the cave is Xiao Yi, after coming down from Mount Everest, Xiao Yi has traveled a long distance to snatch the martial arts classics of various major sects, just to cultivate ancient martial arts.

At the martial arts conference, Ye Xiao's martial arts made Xiao Yi deeply feel his shortcomings, and in order to take revenge, Xiao Yi did not hesitate to offend the major sects!

Xiao Yi got these cheats because he wanted to kill this person a year later and avenge Linglong, but unfortunately he had been cultivating here for more than half a month, but he couldn't do anything because of the red substance in his body.

Xiao Yi's face kept pondering, and all kinds of methods kept flashing in Xiao Yi's mind, and a trace of spiritual light suddenly flashed from Xiao Yi's mind.

"Ye Xiao! You're ruthless! Suddenly, a violent word spat out of Xiao Yi's mouth, and the cave that shook was buzzing.

Thinking of Ye Xiao's finger at the martial arts conference, Xiao Yi suddenly understood why he couldn't cultivate his true qi, why he couldn't keep a trace of true qi as soon as he appeared, and he was frantically devoured by the red substance.

As the hideous look on Xiao Yi's face continued to change, Xiao Yat finally let out a long breath of turbidity, and his heart slowly returned to calm.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing in the ancient martial arts have been fully understood by themselves through these classics, but the sea of qi has been broken, these classics have been useless to themselves, and they can only find another way to find another way, and the red substance in the body fills the whole body, this is the most original source of life energy, if you make good use of it, you can definitely burst out of the terrifying power, and now you are pursuing the path of true qi, which is obviously a bit of a book-by-book! After continuous consideration, Xiao Yat obviously grasped the source of the problem, and a smile appeared on Xiao Yat's face.

Ancient martial arts are created by the ancestors themselves, and I, Xiao Yi, think that I am by no means inferior to the ancient ancestors, the ancient ancestors can create their own ancient martial arts, then I Xiao Yi must also be able to create my own ** and martial arts, as Xiao Yi's idea came to mind, a confident and powerful momentum emerged from Xiao Yi's body.

I just watched Xiao Yi slowly stand up, and slapped his palm on a pile of classics in front of him, and then looked at these precious classics that made countless martial artists blush and crazy, and they were smashed by Xiao Yi with a palm.

As the fragments of the classics fell from the sky, Xiao Yi strode out of the cave, and the whole person gradually disappeared into the primeval jungle.

In Sichuan, a figure wearing ragged clothes and gray hair walked between the sparsely populated basins and mountains and forests, watching the changes of the sun and the moon, feeling the mystery of the universe and the stars, and feeding on sweet springs and wild fruits.

The sun and the moon rise and fall, meteors fall, and life is exhausted, and although you have the life energy of the entire planet, how small are you in this vast universe?

Looking at the faint glow of the countless stars in the dark night sky, a desire to explore the origin of the universe continued to rise in Xiao Yi's mind.