Otherworldly Lands

In the clouds and mountains in Fancheng, there was a young man lying on the gravel, this young man was already covered in bruises, his hair was messy, his body was covered with mud, especially his clothes that were red with blood, inch by inch, extremely conspicuous, the rich and pungent smell of blood slowly emanated from his clothes, permeating this nothingness.

The young man's name is Wang Yi, and he is fainting at the moment, but he still doesn't forget the painful scene in his mind.

"Old thing, I'll ask where the money is one last time?" a fierce strong man pulled Wang Yi's grandfather by the collar and yelled.

"My old man is just an ordinary mountain man, so what kind of money is there?" Wang Yi's grandfather's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

"Don't say yes, then this little one is unlucky!" Another strong man dragged Wang Yi and hugged him, at the same time, Wang Yi struggled desperately, swayed his body, and shouted loudly, "Grandpa, save me!"

Wang Yi saw that he was about to be hugged by the strong man, so he bit the strong man's arm hard, the strong man was defenseless, his arm was painful, he was immediately furious, and kicked Wang Yi to the ground with a big kick, not only that, but also picked up a sharp knife, slashed at Wang Yi and angrily reprimanded, "Lao Tzu let you bite!"

Wang Yi's grandfather was stunned when he saw this scene, and immediately pounced on Wang Yi without hesitation, this knife carried the anger of the strong man, and it happened to be impartial and slashed at Wang Yi's grandfather's neck, and immediately blood shot out like a fountain and sprinkled all over the ground.

"Ah???h

The strong man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said with disdain, "You deserve it!"

When Wang Yi, who fell to the ground, heard the sound of "porphyry", he found that his face and clothes had been stained with blood, he was extremely frightened and nervous, he turned his head to look, but found that his grandfather had fallen in a pool of blood.

At this time, he froze, his eyes were dim, two lines of tears fell, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and couldn't help the surging in his heart, shouting loudly, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!"

His grandfather blocked the fatal blow for him, leaving only a scream, and the deep bone knife marks on his neck were shocking to see, and at this moment he was still convulsing all over, showing a smile at Wang Yi, and he died of anger.

This smile is heartfelt, but it is sad, and the scene before his grandfather's death is like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind, and he can't get rid of it.

"Grandpa???"

The howling cry was full of sadness, this voice swept in the room, echoing in his heart, and what was waiting for him was another angry knife, this knife cut from the chest to the waist, the blood could not stop flowing, Wang Yi's lips were white, his eyes were weak, and he deeply recorded the face of this strong man, and fell to his grandfather's side??? This knife did not hit the vital point, but it was a faint caused by excessive bleeding, I don't know how long it took, Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, and when he woke up, he had to accept the most painful blow, so he desperately climbed Cloud Mountain.

According to legend in the world, there is a powerful person living on the top of Yunshan, that is, the legendary spiritual cultivator! He wants to become a spiritual cultivator, and then take revenge! This grandfather is Wang Yi's only relative, and Wang Yi is still a child picked up by him, so this family affection is even more important.

"Grandpa, grandpa???" Wang Yi, who was faint on the ground, muttered.

At some point, there were large dark clouds in the sky, and the dark clouds gathered from all directions, and after a while, the sky was gray.

With a "bang", the downpour suddenly came.

The rain hit his dusty face, he was awakened by the rain, he felt a little cool, and then he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, opened his white lips, and drank the water that fell from heaven.

Wang Yi was already exhausted, but he still had to move on, his thin arms supported his body full of scars, and the knife wound on his chest was still bleeding red blood, Wang Yi endured the sharp pain and staggered to his feet.

Hungry and cold, he plucked the leaves in front of him, and ate them directly without looking at them, a thick bitter taste spread in his mouth, but what is it, this taste is not worth mentioning compared to the pain in his heart, and when he thinks of his grandfather, he can't help but tingle in his heart, as if there is a sharp blade cutting his heart.

Wang Yi raised his head and looked at the top of Yunshan Mountain, and whispered, "There is still half the way, and I will be able to reach the top of the mountain!" Although Wang Yi's face was haggard, his eyes always exuded a sense of perseverance and unyieldingness.

Wang Yi had already been drenched in the rain, but he didn't care, he stretched out his bloody hand, even his nails were shattered, and it had long been covered by the dirt, this was the wound left by his climbing for several days, didn't he feel the pain?

He was only a teenager, and he was not a powerful man, and the wounds on his body had already torn his heart, but who could he confide in, and who could he ask for sympathy? There was no one, he could only endure silently, looking forward to the dawn when he reached the top of the mountain.

At this time, he firmly grasped a tree vine, stepped on the stone, went against the wind, climbed up, and there was a "bang" sound, and the stone under his feet could not bear his weight and fell, and the stone was not a rock buried in the soil but a gravel!

Wang Yi's heart suddenly chuckled, his face turned pale, and he fell to the sky, at this time his hand tightly grasped the life-saving tree vine.

"Ah???h Wang Yi fell to the ground heavily, fortunately, he had just climbed not very high, although it was not life-threatening, but there were a few more bloody scratches on his palm, and the red blood suddenly overflowed, Wang Yi clenched his teeth and endured the pain.

Then Wang Yi tore two cloths from his shabby clothes, wrapped the wounds, and continued to climb, repeatedly, fell down and got up again, as long as there was still a breath, he continued to move forward, Wang Yi looked extremely weak, but he was like a machine, tireless, painless, only forward?? On the top of Yunshan, the old man with a vicissitudes of life had already paid attention to Wang Yi for a long time, and his eyes reflected shock.

"What could have allowed this son to go up the mountain without regard for his life? Alas??? It's been a long time since I've seen such a strong-hearted person, but for the sake of you and me, if you can persist here, then the old man will allow you to become a disciple of my Phantom Spirit Sect! But at your speed, it will take at least a few days to go up the mountain, so I wonder if you can make it this far?"

The old man with a vicissitudes of life said to himself, he looked at Wang Yi for a moment and then stepped on the blue spiritual light and rode away with the wind, this old man is the great elder of this phantom sect, he has always done his own thing, and his personality is quirky and inscrutable.

???“ I'm still close to seeing the top of this cloud mountain???! Wang Yi was extremely tired, as if he was tied to thousands of pounds of stones, and every time he moved, he fell into a dizziness again, and now the injuries on his body had begun to erode, and he could faintly smell a foul smell.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yi's right hand suddenly moved in the mountains, and then the whole hand slowly moved forward, and his head was not raised until the end, falling to the ground like soft mud, but slowly squirming like an insect.

At this time, he was still in a stupor, but his body was climbing forward slowly, which was supported by his strong faith and determination to reach the top of the mountain.

Some disciples had already seen Wang Yi, but none of them came to the rescue, they just watched from afar, smiling from afar.

"It's ??? Unexpectedly, this son actually has the image of spiritual light, and the outer disciple Li Rong listens to the order! This son will be under your control from today onwards, and now go quickly to save him, if he dies is your sin, you must not let him do any chores until he is injured! Do you understand?" The old man with a vicissitudes of life said dumbly.

Li Rong is specially controlled by the outer disciples, he is not tall but very stout, his body is full of fat and flesh, full of blessings, he heard the words of the great elder, his whole body suddenly trembled, he saw that Wang Yi was dying, but he didn't dare to refute, he could only nod heavily, "The disciple takes the order!"

At this time, his face also showed a hint of paleness, and after he saw the Great Elder leaving, he suddenly angrily scolded the disciple next to him and said, "Why don't you go and carry him back quickly, what are you doing in a daze? If something goes wrong with him, don't think about it one by one!"

When the many peripheral disciples next to them heard this, they were all stunned, their faces turned pale, and they immediately ran towards Wang Yi???