In the dense forest, in the clearing, there was a fire, and next to the fire, there were many people, some standing, some lying.

Those who stand are the living, and those who lie down are the dead.

Some of these dead people are spiritual scholars, some are spiritual masters, some are spiritual sects, and there are even two spiritual venerables.

Some were killed by Ye Qiu, some died in the battle with Shenlong, some were killed by the man with the gun on his back, and some were killed by the old man in the technical building, together, there were more than twenty.

There are thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, although only about twenty have died, but the losses of the Heavenly Extreme Sect are heavy, and they are even more unbearable.

Because in this, there are two Spirit Venerables, and they are also the first and second leaders of the Heavenly Extreme Sect.

Before leaving the Tianji Sect, many people were ready to sacrifice, because they all knew that they were dealing with the unavoidable Divine Dragon, but they didn't expect that a Divine Dragon would bury the entire Tianji Sect.

Such a price is too great, and what makes them even more unacceptable is that Shenlong was also snatched away by others.

All the living looked at the dead with gloomy expressions and sad faces.

A young man stumbled over, his face pale, his whole body covered in scars, his hair and clothes, and even fallen leaves and mud.

The young sect master of the Tianji Sect, who has always loved cleanliness, would have such an embarrassing time, which was unimaginable before, but at this moment, people looked at him and did not feel that there was anything wrong, but even more sad.

These people watched the young man come over, and they didn't need to look at the same door at all, they all knelt down in unison, and said in unison: "Young Sect Master." ”

Among these people, many of them were elders of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, and even if they saw the sect master and deputy sect master in normal times, they didn't have to kneel, but now, they knelt down in front of this young man.

The young man walked slowly towards the crowd, his steps were much more steady, and his expression did not have any expression other than indifference and perseverance, not even on his back.

From the place just now, although it was not far away, he fell seven or eight times, which was enough for him to think about many things clearly.

He didn't look at the elders and his fellow disciples, and walked into the crowd step by step, walking to the corpse.

Then there were tears in his eyes, and he crouched down, his pale, slender hand caressing the corpse's cheek, so rough, so cold.

He regretted a little that he hadn't touched his cheek before.

He looked at his closed eyes, so peaceful, as if he were asleep, but he knew for himself that he would never wake up.

The father who was full of majesty, the father who scared him, left him forever.

He thought that he would not tremble, but at this moment his hands trembled involuntarily, and they trembled more and more, so he could only clench his fists, clenching tighter and tighter, but the more he did, the more he trembled, almost his entire body trembled.

After a long time, he got up and said coldly, "What the hell is going on?"

A white-bearded old man clasped his fists with both hands, "Back to the young sect master, in the evening, a person suddenly blocked our way, and without saying anything, he shot directly, we didn't even have time to react, the sect master ......"

He couldn't go on, but he didn't need to say it, and everyone else knew what was going on.

The young man said in a deep voice, "What kind of weapon did you use?"

The white-bearded old man replied, "Knife, flying knife." ”

The boy asked again, "What is the person here?"

The white-bearded old man didn't need to think about it at all, because of the old man's face and figure, he could never forget it in his life, "An old man, very thin, with a Chinese face, with a short beard, bent over when he walked." ”

Another old man continued, "I still cough." ”

The young man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Elders, do you think he is in the same group as the young man?"

Everyone fell into thought, but the white-bearded old man nodded first and said, "Their weapons are all the same, in my opinion, not only are they a gang, but they also look like masters and apprentices." ”

The young man's eyes narrowed, looking unusually deep, and then said: "Pass the order, everyone will give up the pursuit and kill, and all of them will withdraw to the Tianji Sect to prepare for the sect master's future." ”

Everyone frowned, but no one spoke.

The young man continued: "Send someone to find out the details of this young man, where he lives, who he has in the family, who he is taught by, where he is now, where he is going, and all his movements. ”

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

The young man waved his hand, everyone got up one after another, and then quickly dispersed, but the young man just turned around, walked to the corpse, squatted down, and said in an unusually calm tone: "Father, you go well, even if the child is broken, he will definitely avenge you." ”

......

In the dense forest, a figure shuttled quickly, like an ape in the forest.

At this moment, the figure stopped, glanced back, and frowned tightly.

It had been a long time since he had seen a disciple of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, which made him feel a little uneasy.

It stands to reason that he should be happy to get rid of the pursuit of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, but not only did he not have any joy, but his heart was full of trepidation.

This is really a very strange thing, so strange that Ye Qiu can't figure it out at all.

A cold wind blew in front of him, which made his inner uneasiness less a lot, and as far as the eye could see, he could already see the snow flying.

Anyway, without the pursuit of the Heavenly Extreme Sect, his whole person relaxed a lot, and the most important thing at the moment was to get out of this mountain first and go to the Oriental Academy.

Stepping on the snow again, the cold wind and snow hitting his face made Ye Qiu feel a lot more relieved.

The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, the sun is warm, and the mountain breeze is refreshing, and he even longed to live in such a place for a while, but now, he has realized that only the wind and snow can completely relax himself.

The place where he was standing, obviously not where he had come, looked around, and saw that there were trees everywhere, and the snow was pressing on the branches, and many of them were bent to the ground, and then covered.

At first glance, it is white and clean, empty and lonely.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear. ”

Remembering the poems he read when he was a child, there seemed to be such a sentence, so he read it, and then stretched out his hands and raised his head, as if he wanted to embrace the whole sky.

Then he only felt that his heart suddenly opened up, and an unprecedented freedom spread throughout his body.

"Ahh

He shouted frantically, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and the sound waves continued to swing, shaking the snow on the trees and causing the branches to fall one after another, like a dance.

He moved his feet, stepping on the soft snow, making a "snorting" sound, monotonous and rhythmic.

After walking in the mountains for another two days, after making sure that the Heavenly Extreme Sect was no longer chasing him, he slowed down his walking speed a lot, and sometimes even sat down to regulate his body.

After devouring the Divine Dragon, the changes in his body were too great, and the constant fighting made him even more exhausted.

He really has too many things to do now, he is familiar with the evolved Yuan Beast, adjusts and adapts to his current body, and is proficient in mastering the inherited "Wind and Strength Grass", and cultivating the "Qiankun Sun and Moon Float" that was passed on to him when the old man left......

This series of events was enough to make him anxious.

The past few days had been spent in flight and tension, and as soon as he stopped at this moment, he found that the vitality in his body was faintly showing signs of breaking through the eighth order.

This discovery simply surprised him a little, and he was sure that it would only take two days for him to break through the eighth order of the Spirit Priest.

From the last time he broke through the seventh order to the present, ten days have not arrived, and at such a speed, Rao himself felt a little unbelievable.

Of course, this is closely related to his experience in the past ten days, he not only devoured a divine dragon and made his Yuan Beast successfully evolve, but also experienced a battle of life and death.

Fighting is the best cultivation, and in just a few days, he not only saw the old man's knife to take people's heads for thousands of miles, but also saw the old man's powerful means of killing Lingzun with one move, especially a series of games with the man with the gun on his back, which benefited him the most.

He needed to find a quiet place now, waiting for the opportunity to break through to the eighth order of the Spirit Priest.

As for those skills, you can put them aside first, and you have to eat them bite by bite, and you have to do things one by one.

After walking out of this big mountain, there is a small city, although the city is not big, but it is entrenched under the snow-capped mountain, and from a distance, it looks like a sleeping tiger, and it will wake up at any time.

After a few days and nights of living in the mountains, Ye Qiu not only felt tired, but also hungry, and the smell on his body was a little unbearable even for himself.

What he needs most now is to find an inn, take a hot bath, and then have two bowls of hot white rice, add a pot of wine, a few plates of side dishes, and sleep well after eating and drinking.

His pace quickened considerably, almost running, and if he hadn't been afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, he would have spread his wings and fly straight towards the city.

On the city wall, several soldiers in armor held silver spears, and looked around, especially the two soldiers guarding the city gate, a pair of eyes would never let go of anyone entering the city, as if they wanted to see the purpose of each person's entry into the city.

Ye Qiu walked under the city gate, raised his eyes and glanced at the city tower, only to see a plaque hanging above, with three big characters of "Ziyun City" written on it, and a silver hook iron painting, although it was covered with moss, it could still be seen that the pen of the person who wrote it was strong.

Of course, Ye Qiu was not interested in these things in the first place, so he naturally didn't judge and sighed, he just hoped that the soldiers guarding the city would not stop him from going to a big meal.

The four eyes of the two people quickly fell on him, straight and straight, it was more direct than a pervert looking at the big girl and the little daughter-in-law, and Ye Qiu felt a little embarrassed to see it.

Fortunately, the two did not come forward to ask, and their eyes were still full of pity and force.

They probably regarded Ye Qiu as a beggar who went into the city to beg, they were pitiful because the beggar itself was very pitiful, and they forced it because Ye Qiu seemed to have hands and feet, and he didn't lack strength, he could make a living by doing anything, why did he go to beg.

After entering the city, Ye Qiu had to sigh, inside and outside the city, there are completely two worlds, it is hard to imagine, the outside of the city is cold and snowy, and there are few people, but the city is full of traffic and people.

His eyes scanned around, and before he could find what he was looking for, he was attracted by something—

On the side of the street, many people gather and point and point.

In the crowd, several teenagers cursed and spat everywhere.

Ye Qiu squeezed up, and immediately became angry.