Chapter 197: Struggle

"Don't rain, don't rain."

Looking at the increasingly thick dark clouds in the sky, Peng Jiayi was so anxious that she was about to go crazy, but Yiqiē did not do what she prayed in her heart, the dark clouds above her head were getting thicker and thicker, and the sky was quickly darkening......

Wu Tian on the mountain wall, looked up at the sky, lowered his head, closed his eyes, one second, two seconds, three seconds... Five-second ......

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light flashed in his already exhausted eyes.

Raise your sword and stab at the mountain wall next to you!

The sword body suddenly sank into the mountain!

Wu Tian's hand bowl twisted, and the mountain wall suddenly exploded, and then, he raised his sword again and stabbed out again......

If this is a pre-dying struggle, then struggle.

Wu Tian's whole person entered an extreme state, taking out his sword and drawing his sword, like a dark cloud rolling in the sky, the cold moon sword stabbed back and forth on the mountain wall at extreme speed.

The entrance to the cave is getting deeper and deeper, ten centimeters, twenty centimeters...... When the depth of the small hole reached half the length of the hand wall, Wu Tian stabbed at another mountain wall...

He was fighting against God, and he had to dig two deep holes before the storm arrived, and only then would he have a chance to fight again.

Lightning began to flicker in the dark clouds in the sky, and finally, after a thunderclap, the raindrops as big as soybeans poured down.

And Wu Tian quickly put his hands into the two half-hand-long holes that he had just dug out, and hugged the entire mountain tightly.

"Boom, boom!"

The thunder sounded intensively, the dark clouds rolled wildly as if they were boiling, and the wind, getting stronger and stronger, blew the leaves in the forest wildly.

And the strong wind blowing along the mountain wall was several times more violent than the open place, Wu Tian's whole body was blown and twisted, his feet were clasped to the rocks under his feet, but in the end, he couldn't resist the strong wind, and his whole body suddenly floated up, if it wasn't for his hands tightly clasped in the small hole, his people would immediately fly out like a broken kite......

Peng Jiayi, who was at the foot of the mountain, looked at this scene, frightened, and anxiously shouted to the old wizard: "Grandpa Sheng, what should I do, he will fall down, what should I do." ”

The old wizard looked at the scene on the mountain wall, and his heart jumped to his throat.

Suddenly, he took off his shirt and hurriedly instructed Peng Jiayi: "Help me block the rain." ”

With that, he spread his shirt on the ground, bit the tips of his fingers, and quickly drew mysterious runes on the shirt with blood.

Peng Jiayi hurriedly sprinkled a piece from the pleated skirt and desperately covered the old wizard from the raindrops.

In less than two minutes, the old wizard had already drawn runes all over his shirt.

He stood up, muttered words in his mouth, and began to dance strangely in place, while throwing his shirt into the sky in pieces.

The pieces of cloth flew high into the air with the wind like living butterflies.

When the shirt was all torn, the old wizard picked up a sharp stone from the ground, and then quickly carved runes on his arm, and the skin was immediately cut open, and blood gushed out.

Peng Jiayi's face was full of horror, and she wanted to say something, but looking at the old wizard's solemn expression, she couldn't speak.

In an instant, the old wizard's entire left hand was engraved with runes, and he did not stop, and continued to carve runes on his chest and abdomen, and then carved runes on his right arm with his left hand.

At this time, the old wizard became a bloody man, dancing strangely in place.

One minute, two minutes......

Strange things happened, the dark clouds in the sky gradually calmed down, the raindrops gradually became smaller, and the wind slowly became gentler and gentler.

Eventually, the wind and rain had stopped, and the forest had become quiet again.

The old wizard suddenly fell to the ground, looking at the sky and panting desperately.

Peng Jiayi hurriedly ran over and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

The old wizard looked straight at the sky, suddenly smiled, and said slowly: "Jiayi, those people in the village are not wrong, it was I who killed my relatives, because wizards can't get married and start a family in their lives, and I violated the rules of heaven, so God took them away, and now I suddenly understand, when Xiao Wu's child appeared in front of me, why did my heart beat non-stop, it turned out that it was my time, I really thank him, I have lived so tired all these years." ”

After speaking, the old wizard slowly closed his eyes and never opened them again.

Peng Jiayi's face was bloodless, her hand trembled and stretched out under the old wizard's nose to probe her nose, her body suddenly weakened, and she fell to the ground, because the old wizard had passed away.

And Wu Tian on the mountain wall, his feet finally fell on the rock, and it was not until ten minutes later that he moved his body and slowly pulled out his right hand, only to see that all the palms of his hands were cut, and even the skin and flesh were turned up, and his left hand was the same.

He took a breath, pulled out the Cold Moon Sword inserted in the stone wall, and slowly sharpened it on the mountain wall above his head.

In his heart, he only has the belief to climb up, no matter how tired he is, no matter how far he is from the top of the mountain, he will not stop.

Because over the years, he has never stopped in the face of difficulties, and today, he will not give up either.

Peng Jiayi came back to her senses after a long time, she couldn't help but look at Wu Tian who kept waving her sword on the mountain wall, her eyes became extremely complicated, unconsciously, she cried, I don't know if it was for the old wizard who had just died, or for Wu Tian who was struggling on the cliff.

"Brother Wu Tian, you must climb up, Jiayi believes that you can definitely do it." Peng Jiayi choked up, and then couldn't cry.

Another five hours passed, and the summit was getting closer and closer.

For the first time, there was a smile on Wu Tian's pale and bloodless face, and he knew that he had won again.

He swung his sword and slowly cut the mountain wall, like cutting the thorns on the road to success.

Finally, two hours later, Wu Tian turned over to the top of the mountain, and at that moment, his whole body collapsed on the ground like a mess of mud, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that he struggled to sit up, glanced around, and suddenly saw Peng Jiayi, who was jumping and shouting at the foot of the mountain, and the old wizard lying motionless on the ground.

He frowned slightly, but he didn't think much about it, and reluctantly got up from the ground and walked towards the middle of the mountaintop, for he had already seen that there was a hole there, which must be the Eye of Heaven as the old wizard said.

When he walked to the edge of the cave, he saw that the entrance of the cave was more than a meter large, and it was pitch black inside, with no end in sight.

He exhaled, and according to what the old wizard had said earlier, he shouted as hard as he could into the cave, "Mountain Keeper! ”

After shouting nine times, he stopped, and then ...... It seems that we can only wait for the appearance of the mountain watchman.

However, an hour passed, and the Mountain Keeper still did not appear.

Wu Tian's heart couldn't help but tense faintly, wasn't what the old wizard said true?

But why is there a hole in the top of this mountain?

Wu Tian thought about it for a while, and shouted nine more times into the mouth of the cave.

But after two hours passed, the mountain keeper still did not appear.

Wu Tian was dumbfounded, and shouted into the cave again, but the result was that the mountain guardian still did not appear.