Chapter Ninety-One: The Heavens Are Unkind!

Seeing the words left by Yang Ze in the middle of the night, Xuanyuan Cod was angry, and she directly vented her anger on the poor Xuanyuan Qinglang beside her, "You are a dead man! Why do you sleep so dead at night? What if someone else comes to sneak attack, now that the person is gone, what should I do!"

Xuanyuan Qinglang didn't dare to speak, and he also fell into a burst of self-blame. If it weren't for the rush of at least hundreds of miles in a day and a night, he would not have suffered too much damage to his inner body, so that even as a cultivator, he would have to enter a deep pranayama state to recover with all his might, so that he would ignore the movements around him, not to mention that Ji Ling'er's deep rune technique had already laid some prohibitions around them, but these prohibitions could sense extremely powerful enemies, so as to trigger them, Yang Ze's spiritual veins could converge and leave quietly with his breath, and it was not even half a point that triggered the prohibition.

"This kid has no conscience, he just left quietly! It's really a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs are in vain, then okay, let's go too, he just dies in the sea of earth, and he doesn't care about anything else!" Xuanyuan Cod Tian almost didn't let out a breath in his head, and shouted, but his mood was panicked, I don't know if this panic is because of Ji Ling'er beside him, or something else.

"You shouldn't have said those things nonsense. Ji Ling'er looked at Xuanyuan Cod, "What I already have in my heart is really nonsense." ”

"Sister Ji, are you blaming me?" Xuanyuan Cootian was stunned, and said calmly, "Although I don't know what you are thinking in your heart, Senior Brother Yu Wenjing, when you return to Xituo every year, aren't you all together? Everything in the world is vain. But what you find difficult to cut off is still these attachments and warmth. You have been training with Senior Brother Yu Wenjing since you were a child, and every year you see many disciples who go to the cruel land to practice and never come back, so you survivors can only rely on each other and support each other. And Senior Brother Yu Wenjing's back is the most solid and reliable thing in your mind, if it weren't for this warm current, you would have cut off everything and followed the immortal master at that time! I said this and did it just for the good of Yang Ze's stupid man! It was also for your good, is it wrong" In the end, Xuanyuan Cod Tian couldn't keep her calm anymore, her chest rose and fell rapidly, tears rolled in her eyes, and she was so excited that she fell.

Ji Ling'er bit her lip tightly, and there were some blood marks because she was too hard. Gently tilting his head, his eyes suddenly revealed a trembling complexity, "But there are some things that you don't understand. ”

"It is precisely because I understand that I know that your destination should be Senior Brother Yu Wenjing, and you should be the people destined to be placed together, otherwise any of the rest of you will be jealous and die of jealousy if you are with Yu Wenjing. And anyone's extravagant hopes for you will be unrecognized by the world. ”

"Don't you understand, rather than being bruised by that kid's unrealistic fantasies, it is better to put an end to his empty and absurd fantasies about you. He faces the harsh reality, but at least he is alive. If he lives in fantasy, then sooner or later he will die in reality, which is better for him!?"

Ji Ling'er's beautiful eyes shrank like a sting, turned her head sideways, and looked in one direction, a little weak, green silk was chaotic, "It's okay no matter what, but now the four holy lands, many forces on the continent are gathered in the earth and sea, and he is now leaving alone, and he is destined to be more auspicious and less He wrote down the map, so I should know where he will go." ”

Ji Ling'er stood up, stood on the stone rock, looked at the scroll-like mountains and rivers under the bright light and shadow in front of him, his body flickered, and fell to the outside of the cliff, like a royal sky immortal, landing on the opposite cliff dozens of zhang away, the afterimage disappeared, and between the flashes of the figure, Lushui Luoyi appeared in a farther place.

The major forces gathered in the earth and sea, not to mention the arrival of the people from the Four Holy Gates, everything was no joke. Xuanyuan Qinglang and Xuanyuan Cod Sky immediately set off and followed Ji Ling'er to run between the magnificent mountains and rivers

Just as Ji Ling'er expected, Yang Ze wrote down the map to the land of green ruins, not only that, but when his spiritual veins climbed to the threshold of the six vibrations, with the earthquake of heaven and earth in his eyes, his spiritual sense and divine consciousness also had a certain extremely mysterious connection with the Gu Mao Sword that was in deep contact. He could immediately sense somewhere in the vast heavens and the earth, and a mysterious feeling was calling him.

Although he returned to his usual level with the fading of the threshold stage of the six vibrations, the feeling of mutual induction and connection with Gu Hao at the beginning had already taken deep root in his mind. It's a feeling that it doesn't exist, but you know it's calling and being there in the distance.

Bearing in mind the feeling of strong summoning coming from the hinterland of the Vulture Mountain Range, and then seeing the deep pranayama of Xuanyuan Qinglang and the three of them sleeping because of their tired clothes, looking at Ji Ling'er's beautiful side face that was as dazzling as the stars even if he was asleep, Yang Ze lightly covered his heart that suddenly twitched, and couldn't hide the gloomy whiteness on his face. Then he calmed down a little, used thin branches, and wrote on the soft earth, and finally stood for a long time before disappearing into the darkness.

He ran around day and night, like a tireless wolf beetle that had escaped for his life.

He was only suitable for navigating through the dark shadows, and it seemed as if even a glimpse of light could pierce his tears and make him feel painful.

The stars are not bright for him, as if they want to angrily shine on this figure who fled from the wilderness, and do not let him rely on the hiding of the leaves and branches to hide, and the stars glared angrily, as if they wanted to show him to the world, and the heavens and the earth were unkind, which can be seen!

Reborn in the world, he experienced the glorious life of the wild horses in the previous life, he originally just wanted to live an ordinary and ordinary life, and quietly experience the family and friendship that were once lost in his life. But fate and heaven and earth don't seem to give him such a chance, but all the turbulent tide of fate will knock him into a catastrophe.

Are those who change their lives against the heavens destined to suffer from the heavens!?

The sky is so unkind, so it regards all things as dogs!

After another two days, Yang Ze walked in the mire with difficulty, avoiding the spirit snake beast, and encountered the bloodthirsty two-headed viper swimming out of the mire cave on the way, this two-headed viper is a third-order spirit beast, and it is a cold-blooded thing. With Yang Ze's spiritual vein, it is only at the point of deterrence of it, far from being able to subjugate it, it is because this two-headed viper is like watching the hero who invades his territory, always weighing the pros and cons of attacking Yang Ze, and in the end, it is Yang Ze who is inspired by the spiritual vein, so that a third-order demon ape accompanies him, and the two-headed viper does not dare to attack rashly, so that he can survive the snake swamp with confidence.

Leaving the snake swamp, the demon ape thought that he had completed the entrustment, and left arrogantly, unwilling to contact Yang Ze for half a step. It's just that through this quagmire, Yang Ze has been dirty in many places, and he is afraid that if he is placed in those grand cities of the Seven Great Realms now, he will be driven out of the city with contempt.

Yang Ze smiled slightly bitterly, and didn't have time to wash his clothes and groom, so he buried his head in the snow-soaked plateau snow peaks.

He wrapped himself in the only clothes, walking in the snow step by step, he finally realized the strength of the cultivator, if it weren't for the body protection true qi to bring warm currents to the meridians around his body, he would be an ordinary person, no matter how thick he dressed, he was afraid that he would be frozen to death on this cold snow peak. It's just that the trouser legs on his body have been frozen and stiffened, stained with snowflakes, making his body ache like a brick.

The ice field reflected the blue sky, reflecting his lonely figure alone, looking at the sky at this moment, Yang Ze's heart that had been tightening seemed to be relieved in this magnificent situation.

Heaven and earth are so big, but where is his place?

After passing through the quagmire snake pond and walking through the wind, frost and snowfield, Yang Ze seemed to walk through the happiness and sorrow of those beautiful snowstorms overnight.

It's just that the deeper he goes into the hinterland, the more and more the Gu Hao Black Sword on his back has a certain strong sense of summoning. This world is so big, Yang Ze suddenly felt that he had lost his direction, but only by carrying Gu Hao on his back and feeling the feeling of summoning, it seemed that he felt that there was a place in this world to accept and summon him.

The feeling grew stronger as he made his way towards the heart of the Vulture Mountains.

He walked forward wrapped in the wind and snow, he used his hands to gouge away the snowflakes that were flying wildly in front of him, he lost his direction, the snow in front of him was hazy, he could only move forward, forward, and forward. It was difficult to walk, and I felt like I was sinking deep in every step, and I was worried that he would not be able to move in the next step.

With all his strength, Yang Ze struggled to leap forward, and suddenly the snow mist in front of him dissipated, and the cold ice that kept hitting his cheeks like a knife was suddenly forgotten.

Heaven and earth suddenly opened up!

The warm grassland, a forest with a radius of ten miles between the surrounding high mountains and snowy peaks, exudes heat, and goes deep into the snow fields that are not allowed to enter in the harsh cold, and it is so gorgeous!

Yang Ze wiped his eyes vigorously, if he couldn't still see the ice slag splashed on the hair on his hands, Yang Ze would almost suspect that he had reached the brink of death, and what appeared in front of him was a mirage similar to a desert oasis.

But this snowy oasis is so vivid.

Yang Ze looked back, only to find that the wind and snow were still behind him, but because of some invisible boundary, it was magically separated from the green lawn, because of this invisible boundary, the green grass is an oasis where you can feel the clear sky and the rising sun, and on the other side of the green grass, there are snow peaks with snow flakes flying wildly.

It's an invisible force that keeps these storms and snow out of the fertile grass. Appearing in this out-of-the-box land!

Green Ruins of the Earthsea Sea!

The Qing Emperor finally returned to the place where the immortal went. Presented right in front of your eyes!

Then at the moment when Yang Ze was about to roar out of his throat, suddenly a big hand stretched out from his side, suddenly pinched out his neck, lifted him one by one, and flew seven or eight meters away, and was thrown into the dark without the ability to resist.

Where Yang Ze was just now, in the wind and snow blocked by the invisible force, two black shadows appeared, and there was a laughing voice, "Senior brother, you are really powerful, you know that following this Yang Ze, you will definitely be able to find the mysterious place of this sea! Sure enough, this kid is really weird! Hehe, until now, I don't want to kill him so easily!"

The black shadow appeared in its original form, and it was the Orthodox Sect Futu who had been shattered by Yang Ze with a knife a few days ago, and next to him stood another thin and tall man with a single eyelid that was about to squint into a line, looking clean but treacherous. On his chest, like Futu, he wore a fist-sized blood-red rosary.

The first master of the younger generation of the Orthodox Church in the Holy Land, the senior brother of the Futu - the Orthodox Fannan!

(To be continued)