A strong sense of weightlessness hit his whole body, and Zhu Luan's mind went blank.

She's going to die again?

Dead again before you have done anything?

Will you cross again after you die?

The wind whistled in his ears, and Zhu Luan didn't know what he should think at this time, and all kinds of strange thoughts came to his mind.

Right now.

"Huh?!"

Someone's voice appeared suddenly.

This sound was like a sharp blade splitting a hundred zhang glacier, even the rumbling sound of the wind and waves did not stop this sharp sound like the breaking of the glacier, and it penetrated straight into Zhu Luan's ears, like a sharp pain like a needle prick.

A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave next to the Scripture Pavilion.

Zhu Luan felt in a trance that the person's gaze moved downward, locking on himself who was about to fall.

In mid-air, Zhu Luan only felt a wave of power rushing towards her, pressing her chest dullly, and the fall was even more violent, as if she would fall to the bottom in the next moment, shattering her bones.

The smell of death was like a shadow, clear and desperate, feeling the feeling of his body falling, Zhu Luan stretched out a hand in the air blankly.

"Ah......h

Between the swords and the flint.

Someone held her hand.

……

……

The man's hands were cold, smooth as jade, with distinct joints, but subtle and slender, reminiscent of green bamboo after rain.

Zhu Luan subconsciously looked up along the hands of the two of them, and saw the white-washed wide robe flying in the wind, and a man holding the iron chain with one hand and his hand with the other, could stop on the cliff.

The location here is already some distance from the top of the Scripture Pavilion, about halfway up the mountain, it can be seen that it was this man who made a quick decision just now, quickly descended the iron chain, and grabbed his outstretched hand in the fall.

The sunlight sprinkled from above, gilding the man's body with a faint halo, and also making Zhu Luan unable to see his face clearly.

"I'm going up."

The man's voice was as clear as a cold slap, a refreshing, flawless sound.

Generally in this case, the first sentence should first ask the other party if there is anything wrong, but this man is like gold, and after the two of them are stable, they only look up at the top of the cliff, pull the chain down, and take off again.

Zhu Luan had no boundary, so he had no choice but to grasp the edge of the man's robe with his other hand. Passively dragged by the man to move on the cliff, the man occasionally borrowed strength, the whole person was as light as a Dapeng bird, Zhu Luan only heard the sound of the wind in his ears, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was already close in front of him.

The man turned his head, as if he was a little hesitant, and then suddenly approached Zhu Luan and gently put it on her waist, and then Zhu Luan only felt that the sky was spinning, and the person was already in the hole.

It was the cave that had come out of the previous storm.

The man put Zhu Luan on the ground and stood with his back to her.

The power of the man's body, which was originally like a substance, has all been absorbed, and the breath on his body is as deep as an abyss.

Zhu Luan sat on the ground, barely supporting the ground with his hands, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

She gasped slowly, finally having time to reflect on what had just happened.

The hurricane that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth just now has stopped.

The irrepressible momentum that erupted on the man's body just now gave Zhu Luan a familiar feeling, recalling her previous life experience and the origin of the Lingyan Temple cave, she suddenly understood that she accidentally broke into that person when he broke through the realm, and was affected by the wind and waves caused by the breakthrough realm, and almost died again.

His fortune has reached the point of magic.

The cave of Lingyan Temple is originally a place for Buddhism to cultivate and refine the body, and it is not surprising that some people retreat here to break through the realm.

Thinking that she didn't see a monk nearby, and when she climbed up, she didn't see a bird or beast, presumably because of the existence of this person, the monks of Lingyan Temple acquiesced, and the birds and beasts felt the dangerous aura when breaking the realm, and avoided it early.

Only oneself, who has no realm in this life and this life, does not realize the danger.

I really don't know who to blame for this.

Breaking through the realm is a relatively secret thing, and it is not uncommon to be knocked into and killed, although because of this man, he almost died, but this man did pick himself up, and it is not a loss of conscience.

And......

The wind and waves that seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth just now, as well as the familiar breath on the man's body, Zhu Luan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"It's not ascending, but it's unknown?" She said softly.

After ascending to the pole, the way of heaven is unknown.

This realm name that sounds prosaic is a realm that can only be reached by an acquired grandmaster.

The man in front of him is already an acquired grandmaster.

Hearing Zhu Luan's words, the man turned his head and seemed to be a little surprised.

The sunlight had thinned into the hole, and he stood in front of Zhu Luan, the sunlight being blocked, casting a shadow over her.

He finally faced Zhu Luan, and Zhu Luan was able to see his face clearly.

Half of the face, to be exact.

The man was about twenty-one or twelve years old, tall and slender, wearing a moon-white wide-sleeved robe, simple and unpretentious, but he had a different feeling when he wore it on his body. There is a piece of jade on the waist, and the long tassel moves with the wind.

He wore a white jade mask on the upper half of his face, revealing a jaw with a resolute line.

The white jade glowed moist in the sunlight, but the beautiful jade was not as good as the eyes that were exposed in it.

The man's eyes were not as clear as his voice, but foggy, and the contents were far more indifferent than his age, like an abyss.

Why do the men I met recently like to wear masks? Zhu Luan thought of her cousin in the secret room and smiled slightly, and at the moment when she was stunned, the man leaned over slightly and narrowed the distance between him and her.

A refreshing and clean scent hits.

He raised his finger, intending to put it on Zhu Luan's vein.

Even though he knew that he was powerless in the face of the Grandmaster of the Unclear Realm, Zhu Luan still struggled to move his sore arm and removed his wrist.

"You're badly wounded." The man finally said the second sentence, which meant something.

Mist's deep eyes looked into her eyes.

I don't know if it's Zhu Luan's illusion, the man in front of him seems to be slightly suffocated.

But then he shook his head as if self-deprecatingly, lowered his head, and stopped looking at her.

"I know," Zhu Luan propped up his body a little higher, and for some reason didn't want to show weakness in front of this man, "You better turn around, I want to heal my injuries and tidy up my clothes by the way." Zhu Luan glanced down at the extremely messy dress that was blown by the wind and waves.

Without saying a word, the man turned again.

Zhu Luan's hands sat up slowly, the blood vessels on the back of his hands were already bulging, as if they would burst open at any time, and the bones in his body also made a slight clattering sound, and the whole person seemed to fall apart.

She "poof! He spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into golden-red flames that burned the hard rock.

The man's ears moved, but he didn't look back.

Zhu Luan tried to calm her unstable spirit, adjusting her breath over and over again, and after her breath settled down, she began to tidy up her dress.

The man remained motionless in one position, like a stone sculpture.

After about a quarter of an hour, he asked slowly after hearing the movement behind him fade away.

"Who are you?"