However, he said that Li Fangshi's teacher was unfavorable, and he was humiliated one after another in one day, so he rushed back to the Xingchen Pavilion overnight, and reported to the deputy pavilion master, Emperor Ling, about Uncle Jing and Zhuang Wudao, but he did not mention all kinds of threats and oppressions of low-level cultivators outside.

When Emperor Ling heard about Uncle Jing, he didn't react at all, he just found another person to explain a few words, but when he heard the news of Zhuang Wudao, he frowned, and after standing for a long time, as soon as he turned around, Li Fangshi actually lay face down on the ground, and an invisible force pressed him heavily to the ground and couldn't move.

"I don't think there's any point in your life!"

Li Fangshi was forced by that coercion and couldn't breathe, and his instinct to survive made him struggle to open his mouth, wanting to ask for mercy.

"I will keep your life for the time being, and when you bring the person who may be carrying the soul of Ip Man Heavenly Dao to me, I will decide your life and death. Remember, don't make a noise, tomorrow you will take my message to Lukang to contact the divine envoy, and I will send Ling Du to accompany you, get out!"

Li Fangshi didn't dare to stand up, he still lay on the ground, and while agreeing repeatedly, he crawled out of the hall with a roll.

After purchasing materials from the walking merchants, Zhuang Wudao used the huge amount of money given by Yingjiao to buy two iron swords for himself and Wang Xifeng, and then walked to the south of the Seventh Continent.

The Seventh Continent is a simple landform, except for a few city-states and ports near the sea to the north, the interior is a wasteland, with sparse yellow weeds and permafrost, and the south is always gloomy in the distance, and beneath the dense black clouds in the distance are a continuous mountain range.

Despite the distance, it was evident that the mountain range was covered with snow, and from time to time a lone tall tree could be seen in the wasteland, which grew tall and had a dry trunk, but at the top it grew like an umbrella of dense greenery.

Zhuang Wudao and the others tried to avoid places where there were people, walked for two days, and came to a stone forest full of huge rocks.

It was evening, and the boulder cast a huge shadow in the dim and white moonlight, and the stone seemed to drape the cold night on his body, and the whole stone forest revealed a solemn and great silence.

Looking at this huge stone forest, people have to stop and look up, not daring to move forward, as if every step, even the slightest sound of footsteps, will alarm these pensive stones, making them aware of their small ant-like existence.

Zhuang Wudao and Wang Xifeng shivered under the cold wind but didn't dare to speak, the two did not communicate, so they unanimously chose to bypass this stone forest.

The two did not dare to rest here, and hurried along the edge of the stone forest, and on the other edge of the stone forest they were about to reach, under one of the huge stones, leaned on two people, an uncle who looked to be in his forties, and a child of more than ten years old in his arms.

Uncle Jing looked at the endless night sky, and couldn't help but think about the past in his heart, and he muttered to himself, as if he was pouring out this empty night sky like a wasteland:

"All things and things will be distantly discredited by time, and even crushed like dust,

So you can't keep anything alive

But being alive is not nothing, because there will always be something left, such as blurring, forgetting, and vanishing.

The so-called unforgettable is only the transition of a certain moment on the boundless ruler of time, and similar to this feeling is eternity, truth, touching, love, ......"

Tong'er didn't understand what Uncle Jing said, she just shook her head slightly, and drilled into Uncle Jing's arms tighter.

Uncle Jing looked at the child in his arms, and she lay quietly in her arms, unable to tell whether she was hungry and couldn't open her eyes, or fell asleep.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly in the hazy moonlight, her chapped lips opened weakly, and she seemed to wake up in the howling cold wind, but she still closed her eyes and asked, "Uncle, are we going to die?"

Uncle Jing hugged Tong'er's thin body tightly, covering her with the tattered cloak as much as possible, as far as he could see, there was a wasteland and a forest, and after walking there, and then crossing a mountain, the two of them could reach their destination this time.

But now the wasteland in front of them has become an obstacle for the child, and he is not sure that he can continue to take the child safely to the destination, and he doesn't know if the next catastrophe will come as scheduled in the next second.

"Uncle, it's good for me to go to see my mother, you don't care about me, you can go alone" Tong'er relied on a faint breath, trying to express her expectations.

The hungry wolves below began to gather and hide behind the stone mill, and the sound of horses' hooves tore apart the silence of the night sky, but the corners of Uncle Jing's mouth suddenly turned up unconsciously

It turned out that a convoy was escorting the goods in the vast dark night, these pressed goods were all hideous, under the dark red complexion were full of muscles and scars from battles, and the head of the leader had a huge rhinoceros horn, which from the root of the horn was obviously not a decoration, but grew on the head. With a huge axe in his hand, he turned to the team behind him,

"Hurry! Rest when you get to the forest of death ahead!"

The rough voice of the wild tribe broke through the cold silence of the night, and also alarmed Uncle Jing and Zhuang Wudao, who were walking this way.

The members of the group gasped and whispered in response to his words, and the pace of the group increased significantly.

Zhuang Wudao had suffered the loss of the second shop of the wild clan before, so he didn't dare to go up rashly, and pulled Wang Xifeng to hide behind a nearby boulder, but at this time he heard the sound of someone talking nearby.

"Fifteen, a backward beast race, but that captain may be able to fight"

The man lay on the boulder behind Zhuang Wudao, talking to himself, and then yawned again, looking idle, lying on his side ready to watch a good show.

And Zhuang Wudao is not sure if the other party has discovered him, but it is also possible that they are too weak in the eyes of that person and have no qualifications to be taken seriously. Seeing that the pair of centaurs was getting closer and closer to this side, and it was unrealistic to move the place rashly now, Zhuang Wudao and Wang Xifeng had no choice but to squat down and quietly wait for the team to leave.

"Fifteen people, one seventh-order strength, and the remaining average strength is fourth-order"

Eyes sometimes deceive, but ears don't, Uncle Jing reported the other party's situation while moving the weak child to the back of the rock and putting it down, it was definitely not a way to go on like this.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Seeing the person who had protected him all the way stand up, Tong'er raised her head nervously, but she didn't know what to say to keep it.

Uncle Jing untied the short knife straddling his back and handed it into the child's hand.

"Tong'er, haven't you always wanted your uncle's saber, this is a very important thing for your uncle, and I will give it to you today"

After speaking, Uncle Jing ripped off the necklace around his neck and threw it at the child's feet, and the escort team was about to come here

"Uncle?"

"I will wear that necklace until I die, and I will not take it off under any circumstances from this day forward"

Uncle Jing took down the Tibetan Heaven Sword from his back with his right hand, and the blood-red lines on the sword body flowed in the flowing lines of the sword body as if they were alive, exuding a mysterious power.

——Bang——

After the Tibetan Heaven Sword was pierced into the ground by Uncle Jing, it immediately opened a dark golden enchantment and protected Tong'er in it.

Tong'er's eyes widened in surprise and horror, what happened at this moment was too sudden, her mind was blank, and the only reliance in this world was inexplicably going to leave her at this moment, although she didn't understand why Uncle Jing was like this, but she could feel that everything Uncle Jing was doing at the moment must have a reason to do it.

The monster-shaped team was only 30 feet away, and the people she admired had leapt high into the air, and the hazy moon was in his background. Tong'er held the short knife in her hand tightly, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Uncle Jing soared into the air, turned his back to Tong'er, and said loudly to her,

"Tong'er, look at it!"

The frightened team of the wild race looked up at the slender human who had leapt into the air, they didn't feel any threat to this person at all, but his courage to hit the stone with an egg made the leader a little admired, so they all tacitly planned to give him a way to die as a warrior,

"Prepare for battle!"

Uncle Jing's empty voice resounded all around

"The Tao gives birth to all things, the law makes all things different, the reason of all things, the strength of the instrument, if none of the above, then the potential is the courage to fight for no matter what the situation is. Remember?"

Tears burst out of the child's eyes,

"Remember...... Stayed ......"

Uncle Jing didn't use any Xuan energy, and with his own strength, he waved his arm towards the void, and in an instant, the air distorted, and it seemed that the mountains and moons in the distance seemed to be trembling!

"Tong'er, this is potential!"

One punch goes down, like an earthquake, no matter what dust, no matter what creatures, no matter what chariots and horses!

All of them were shaken into the air by the huge impact, and there was only one person on the ground in the area, and that was the person who swung his fist from the sky!