If it was in a peaceful and prosperous world, Xia Ji would have been found out a long time ago, but in this troubled world, he was well hidden.

It's just a pity that I couldn't go to class in the second half of the third semester of high school, and I couldn't take the follow-up exams, which was considered a vain study.

But it is not possible to attract attention, because presumably there will be a lot of people missing.

At this time.

He sat on a long-distance train from east to west.

It looks like an ordinary person, looking out the window at the scenery that is passing by.

But in the body, it is absorbing Yama at an accelerated pace.

True Qi is red at the speed of light.

From time to time, he clenched his fists slightly, hoping that the Ancestral Witch's body would reach the level of 100 as soon as possible.

The essence of the soul is changing, and it changes every day.

The torn mouth of his body could no longer heal, and even the flames of sinful karma in his body burst out from time to time, opening a tiny hole in his skin.

Each opening seems to have turned into a new "mouth".

The ninth hall of Yama, if it is in the underworld, it is an existence that can completely defeat Xia Ji.

It's just that because he is in the world, he was devoured by Xia Ji.

Despite this, it is also full of unwillingness, and in this "imprisoned world" it uses energy frantically.

These energies were all turned into nutrients for Xia Ji, improving the progress of the Ancestral Witch Body for him.

"Little Red??"

"Little Shadow??"

"Xiaobai??"

He called softly in the consciousness group.

But there was no response.

It was as if the three Yamas had disappeared from the human world.

If it weren't for the soul in his own body, the body in his soul, and the pain in his body reminding him that all this was true, Xia Ji would have suspected that this was a dream of his own.

The train passed through many cities, and there were fewer and fewer people on board.

The noise was gone, and it was quiet.

And now, it's getting lively again.

The few remaining people seemed to know the destination of the other party: the Holy Snow Mountain.

They all understand that they are like-minded travelers who want to find a pure land in this chaotic world.

So the men and women who went out separately began to look for travel companions.

Far away from the city, these travelers seem to have been unshackled.

A young girl in white feather came running, her hands tucked into her wide sleeves, her long hair hanging down from her shoulders, and she pretended to inadvertently sweep the young man who was staring out the window in a daze.

The age is similar, the appearance is okay... Maybe it's the travel companions who climbed this holy snow-capped mountain together.

The girl had a goose egg face, her hair was dyed golden, and she looked very clean, she leaned over, lay down opposite Xia Ji, and said directly: "Have a companion?"

Xia Ji was busy digesting Yama.

The feeling of physical mutation was not pleasant.

It made him feel sick to his stomach and a pain in his soul.

If this kind of labor pain was placed on someone else, I am afraid that I would have fainted in pain, but Xia Ji was just identifying the power that was raised in this pain.

He's trying to take control, but he doesn't have much of a clue.

Not to mention the fifth limit, even if it is the fourth, the third... He knew very little.

We only know that when we reach this level, the body changes, that is, a simple quantitative change becomes a qualitative change, but as for why it changes, we know very little.

It seems that all he has to do is accumulate and accumulate, keep accumulating.

Knowing that he had broken through the limits, there would naturally be some changes that surprised him.

But why did this change come about?

Where did his own talent, and even the Chaos Dao Marks, come from?

Why is fear a burning ancient Buddha with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, a woman with a face of thunder and holes, and death a half-charred and half-white existence, while he is burned by a pitch-black twisted scorching sun on his forehead?

What is it that causes this difference, and how does he gain strength from it?

He thought about it very seriously.

Because...

It seems that something has happened in the underworld, and he can't even go back.

What a three-year covenant has also become a distant thing.

Now, he is incognito and sitting on a train from another world.

But he couldn't even find a way back to his original world.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The girl shook her five fingers in front of his eyes.

Then curiously turned his head sideways to look at him.

There is no way, this is a teenager of the same age as her in this group, and the ghost knows why the students who should be studying would come to the border alone and go to the "Holy Snow Mountain" at the last station of the train.

Therefore, this girl in white down really has no choice, she can only choose this teenager.

Xia Ji's pupils regained some of his strength, then closed his eyes, exhaled, and raised his head to look at the girl in front of him.

It was a well-complexed face, reddish cheeks, red lips with lipstick, and two strands of blonde hair parted and tightly tied with a simple black hair ring.

A pair of eyes seem to be able to speak.

And the thin but energetic green body is wrapped in a down jacket that looks one size larger, a bit like a doll.

Now, this "doll" is looking at this delicate boy curiously.

Far away in a foreign land, and needing to climb the "Holy Snow Mountain" together, and possibly even dying, this "doll" girl doesn't mind starting a love affair that comes out of nowhere.

She didn't have a choice.

Heaven regarded this young man as her only candidate.

So she had something to look forward to.

Especially, it's Xia Ji's eyes.

There is pain hidden in the depth, and there is peace in the pain, and there is the vastness of the starry sky in the calm.

The "doll" fell into it at a glance.

Not even communication is needed, just eye contact is enough.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"Doll" lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "Do you also come to the Holy Snow Mountain alone?"

Xia Ji took the lead in removing his eyes, looked out the window, was stunned, and suddenly said, "Damn! Why is it so far away... Have I been in a daze for so long?Holy Snow Mountain?What Holy Snow Mountain?How could I sit here... Is it the last stop?"

"Doll": ...

She was full of grooves and didn't know how to say it.

"Ahem. ”

Xia Ji coughed lightly twice.

The air was quiet again.

"Doll" was a little embarrassed and said: "When you arrive at the terminal station, as long as you wait for another three days, there will be a return train, and if you have taken the station, you can stay in a hotel near the terminal station for three nights." ”

Xia Ji asked, "What is the Holy Snow Mountain?"

He has nowhere to go now.

In his soul, the insane pain, the pain that digested a living Hades Yama, made him not want to be alone in a quiet environment.

And so, he smiled gently, warmly, but not frivolously.

"Doll" blushed, and she felt that her heart was beating faster all of a sudden.

What's going on with yourself?

What's the matter with this young man?

Obviously he was just like an ordinary student when he was quiet, but this time it was so different?

Indescribable difference.

She has traveled a lot and seen a lot of people, but she has never seen such a person.

Indescribable.

"Doll" tries to show her best side, crossing her hands and supporting her rounded chin: "The Holy Snow Mountain is the highest mountain in this world, and every adventurer is proud to conquer it.

Because it is the highest place in this world, and climbing on it, it is like standing on the highest place in this world, the state of mind will be cleansed, and the soul will be sublimated. ”

She said so.

The few people who were talking next to him laughed when they heard it.

smiled, but didn't say anything, quickly lowered his head, and continued to communicate with each other.

"The highest place in this world?"

Xia Ji muttered.

"Doll" looked at him cautiously, full of expectation, and asked tentatively: "Hey, let's come together." ”

Xia Ji nodded and responded: "Okay." ”