Yang Peng stood on top of the boulder of the cliff, looking at the mysterious world looming under the clouds and mist, but he did not lose his mind like last time.

Recalling the previous encounters, the fear of approaching death again and again, his mother protected himself under him, and the gentle smile on his face, the pain like a knife cut, made him unforgettable.

In the past five years, Yang Peng has not only thought about it again and again, but it will eventually turn into a long sigh, and now he has the power.

Yang Peng and Chen Peng will definitely create a blue sky and never lose it again!

The old man slowly walked towards Yang Peng: You should have seen it, the world is immeasurable! Even if you are a cultivator, but the world is so big, you are extremely weak. But I believe in you, you will grow, but when you reach a certain height, you may find out what is the end? The far other side may not be another new beginning!

The old man looked indifferent, looked at the sky, and was silent for a long time.

Yang Peng didn't speak, and the air was so calm. Occasionally, there was a few rustling sounds of the jungle.

The elder sighed: Do you regret it?

Hearing this, he looked at the old man and said word by word: I, Yang Peng, will never regret it!!

The old man sighed: I have seen too much, I also have blood, I also have dreams, to help the poor, dying people, but I saved a while, but I can't save a lifetime, it turns out that this is the way of the world! And with the gradual growth of cultivation, I don't know if I retreat or am afraid. No, no, no, everything, every time I face the vast world, I can't change it, let alone ... I know that no matter how strong I am, I will not be able to resist the fate of this Heavenly Dao until I see you.

You also have the same enthusiasm as I was when I was young, and you dare to fight against heaven, so I saved you and hoped that you could always stick to your original intention. And I will eventually grow old, and this self-cultivation will also be passed on to you.

I see indomitability, determination and perseverance in you, Yang Peng, I believe in you!"

Then he said: Cultivation can be divided into one to five layers of quenching, one to five layers of Peiyuan, the same to three layers of the Tao, and more upward... The old man looked up at the sky, maybe he had the strength to fight with it!

Yang Peng looked at Elder Ming and said curiously: Elder Fate, which realm is your cultivation in?

He looked at Yang Peng: Is this important? Only one's own strength is the most powerful proof. ”

Yang Peng nodded, looked at the mysterious world under the cliff, sat down, and began to consolidate his breathing exercises.

Yang Peng practiced the breathing exercises, which was a few points faster than the previous progress, and he had been practicing, cultivating, I don't know the time, but between Yang Peng's cultivation, the white fox with snow-white fur appeared, and it had been hiding in the bushes.

Silently watched Yang Peng's every move, learned it in style, failed again and again, but it didn't give up, it still kept trying, and there was a human-like fire of faith in its eyes.

Yang Peng slowly stood up, looked at his hands, clenched and let go, clenched and let go, Yang Peng not only made further progress in physical fitness, but also became more and more sensitive in sense.

Just when Yang Peng just wanted to go back to the house, his body froze, looking at the bushes, the little fox was still silently repeating Yang Peng's actions, and secretly said in his heart that this little white fox was quite spiritual.

Yang Peng tiptoed towards it, one step, two steps, three steps...

Just when Yang Peng was still a few steps away from it, the little white fox's nose twitched slightly, and he turned around and ran towards the dense forest behind him.

Seeing this, Yang Peng shouted: Don't go, little things, Yang Peng has something delicious here. I saw that it didn't even look back, it was still running, and its heart moved.

Suddenly shouted: Your actions are wrong, just in the first and fifth sections, the little white fox heard Yang Peng's voice, his body froze, turned to look at Yang Peng, there was a trace of struggle in his eyes, and suddenly Yang Peng's body sat cross-legged, and he cultivated, and Yang Peng's face also showed a harmless look of humans and animals.

These actions seemed to pinch the vital point of the little white fox, let down his vigilance, and walked slowly towards Yang Peng step by step, carefully watching Yang Peng's movements, his eyes exuding excitement.

Yang Peng didn't know why he wanted to do this, maybe it was just that he didn't have a friend to play with Yang Peng at this age, and now this little white fox is quite spiritual, and he just wants to make friends with it to make up for Yang Peng's loss!

The little white fox seemed to see something on Yang Peng's face, walked up to Yang Peng, stretched out his little paws, and put them on Yang Peng's knees.

Yang Peng opened his eyes, his heart seemed to have been touched by something soft, looking at the little white fox, Yang Peng stretched out his hand and held its little paws.

A voice came from Yang Peng's throat: My name is Yang Peng!