Suddenly, his body fell down, and with a bang, Shi Jingtian suddenly realized that this was the sound of landing, and it seemed that he had successfully kicked the top. The heavy armor easily crushed several rocks of different sizes, and the whole person rolled to the side.

The force of the fall was not large, but the force of inertia did not diminish. I don't know how big this peak is, if it keeps rolling down like this, then even if there is heavy armor to protect it, it will inevitably break my bones if I fall off this huge stone peak.

The tumbling stone was a little dizzy, too late to look around, trying to stretch out his limbs to find balance, from rolling to sliding to increase the friction with the ground, and open his five fingers to the ground, the speed of sliding in the dust and rocks finally decreased.

I don't know why I agreed to Jin Dou to climb the boulder peak, maybe I want to know the entanglement between the green demon and the nameless, or maybe I like the heavy armor, but more I don't care about life and death, of course I know the danger in my heart, but I never thought about it.

Shi Jingtian slowly stood up at the top of the peak, and the heavy armor in front of him cut through a trench, and the earth and stone that rose up after ten fingers into the ground rose high. And when he turned his head and looked behind him, he was in a cold sweat! Only a few steps away from the edge of the mountain, the mountains in the distance had turned into piles of dirt.

I once thought about death, but I had this lifeless and loveless. But when he felt that death was so near, Shi Jingtian was still frightened, and he lost his arms and was swept into the cliff with Qin'er in his arms.

With a sigh of relief, he moved his limbs slightly, and under the protection of the heavy armor, his body was safe and sound. The thin thread wrapped around his waist did not break, and only then did he look around towards the peak.

The peak is not big, except for some stones of different sizes, there is not a single grass tree, and you can feel the wind in your ears with a helmet, it is indeed so high, and there is a strong wind blowing, and it is difficult for any plant to survive.

Empty but not empty, Shi Jingtian saw at a glance that there was a person sitting in the middle, with a simple long low wooden table in front of him, could this be the Sword Immortal?

Wearing heavy armor, he walked up to him step by step, the sun was dazzling, and when he could see the face of the person sitting clearly, he couldn't help frowning.

It was a gray-haired old man, with his eyes closed, his original appearance was long invisible, with a thin chin, shriveled lips, and a gray face that was wrapped in bones. Without a trace of flesh and water, it is like a dried corpse that has been weathered for a long time.

The robe, which was fitted, was no longer colorless, loosely wrapped around the body and full of white hair swaying back and forth in the wind, indescribably sad and lonely.

On the low table, there was a pot and a sword, and a meter-long sword, and the thick dust accumulated on it, and it was no longer possible to see the true face. Being able to die here, Shi Jingtian was sure that this should be the Sword Immortal, and it was really as Green Lotus said, dying on the top of the mountain. And it looks like it's been dead for a long time, and it won't be long before it will be gone up in smoke and dust.

Although the fingers wearing the armor were a little clumsy, Shi Jingtian still took off the helmet flexibly, and the strong mountain wind brought a chill to his face. How to say that he is also a generation of kendo peak powerhouses, and he died so lonely, he couldn't help but feel some feelings in his heart.

There was a small iron box beside him, and he stepped forward and bent over to open the lock that had long been rusted, and the mountain wind blew a small notebook, under which was an animal skin. Below are a few high-grade magic crystals and jade treasures that Shi Tiantian can't understand, which are also covered with dust, but the brilliance is still faintly emanated.

As Jin Dou thought, the place where the Sword Immortal cultivated must have treasures that he treasured. Not interested in treasures at all, Shi Jingtian simply flipped through the small book with his iron fingers. The handwriting is messy but still clear and changeable, and it should be some of the experiences that I usually practice and write down.

And there are also a lot of words written on the skin, neat and serious, as if they are afraid that people will not be able to see clearly. Shi Jingtian's whole body was covered with armor, and it was inconvenient to read it carefully, but at a cursory glance, he knew which was the suicide note of the sword immortal.

"Connecting the sky and the sea, no one disturbs it, it can be regarded as a quiet place! Before and after death, turning into dust and soil, even if a generation of peak sword immortals can leave anything!" Shi Jingtian looked at the corpse-like sword immortals, and was at a loss for a while, what are people tossing and turning in the world and experiencing so much?

Unwilling to linger on the top of the mountain, Shi Jingtian put the short sword and tea set in the iron box, put on his helmet and walked to the end of the mountain, and waved his hand at the crowd below with only a few small black dots.

Jin Dou, who had been staring at the telescope, couldn't help but shout happily when he saw Shi Jingtian standing there intact, "Great! Quick, tighten the rope, he wants to come down and wait for me to tell you!"

Dozens of people pulled the rope and waited for Jin Dou's order!

There was a cylindrical stone on the top of the mountain, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, which looked unusually strong, and the stone shook the rope around it, holding the iron box in his arms, and returned to the edge of the mountain top and beckoned.

"Put!"

It seemed to be much easier to come down than to go up, and everyone pulled the rope and put it down slowly. Shi Jingtian held the iron box and slid all the way down the mountain wall, the thick armor protecting his body from a little injury.

"Brother Shi, are you okay?" As soon as Shi Jingtian's feet landed, Jin Dou and several soldiers surrounded him.

"It's fine!"

Putting the iron box on the ground, the soldiers were busy removing Shi Jingtian's armor, Shi Jingtian was a little moved, after all, the first thing this Jin Dou cared about was not what treasures there were on the top of the mountain, but about himself first.

Jin Dou looked up and down at Shi Jingtian, who had taken off his armor, there was no scar on his body, and he couldn't help but stretch out his thumb, "Brother Shi, you are the most courageous and powerful person I have ever seen!"

Shi Jingtian smiled faintly and said nothing, took the water handed by others, and drank it in a big gulp, although it was thrilling, it also consumed a lot of physical strength.

And Jin Dou sat on the ground and opened the box. The fat fingers kept wiping the dust of the things inside, and his mouth shouted excitedly, "Wow! The sword of the sword fairy, and the cultivation experience, how much does this have to sell! The tea set made of a hundred-year-old sea beast drum, my good man! This.This is."

Jin Dou was just about to pick up the sword fairy's suicide note and read it carefully, but he didn't want to snatch it away with a big hand, and his tone didn't have the slightest leeway, "So everything is yours, but I want to see this thing first!"

Shi Jingtian took the animal skin with handwriting all over it, turned around and walked towards the house where he lived.

"That, is that sword immortal still on it?" It doesn't hurt to take a look, Jin Dou saw that Shi was about to leave, and then he suddenly remembered the situation on the top of the mountain.

"The Sword Immortal is still there, but it's long dead. Except for the ones brought down, there is nothing at the top of the boulder peak!"

Jin Dou blinked his eyes, and then began to excitedly flip through the other things in the box.

As soon as he entered the house, Shi Jingtian couldn't care about his fatigue, and couldn't wait to open the animal skin, maybe the death of the sword fairy, including all the unknown secrets of the green demon and the demon venerable, was inside!

Needless to say, when someone saw this piece of vellum paper, I was already dead! Ever since I joined forces with His Holiness to fight against Nameless, my sword flew to the peak of my cultivation, but I no longer had the ability to fly down.

I regret that I have reached a position that ordinary people can't match, but I am still not satisfied, thinking about annexing Wuling Mountain to defeat the Dharma King and become the supreme on the way to cultivation.

regretted that he was narrow-minded and couldn't tolerate the rise of the Demon Venerable Nameless, so he invited the Dharma King to kill the Nameless without distinguishing between black and white and not checking the truth.

I regretted listening to the treacherous words of the demon girl, and involuntarily decided that Nameless killed innocents indiscriminately, and it was inconvenient for the truth to use poison after losing in the war, so that the bones of the nameless death were gone. As a result, he died namelessly, and he was also poisoned and unaware of it, until he flew to the top of the boulder peak but could no longer fly down.

A person looks at the sun and the moon, without eating or drinking, and feels the gradual peeling of life in the body. Thinking all day long about how to improve my cultivation, thinking about how to grow the Sword Pavilion even more, and thinking about how to become second to none. It was only at the end of his life that he became enlightened.

There are too many emotions that come together, everyone has their own experiences and feelings, so there is a different path from anyone else.

No matter who it is, since you can see what I wrote, it must be one of the few in the Sun Death Continent. In fact, it is not only a few people who are obsessed with cultivation and have achieved great success, some have chosen to ignore the earthly incognito to reach a higher realm, and some are bent on the glory of fame.

I'm one of them, blinded all, and got the retribution I deserve. When I knew that I was poisonous, I already thought that it wouldn't be long before the Sword Pavilion and the Misty Spirit Mountain would be destroyed. However, this is just the beginning!

The green goblin is half-human and half-planted, single-handedly planning the bloody storm, but she doesn't have that strong strength. Behind him is one or several hermit masters, whose strength is far above mine, and who has refined a supernatural elixir, and the green demon is his masterpiece.

It's impossible to predict what will happen, but the ambition is already being revealed and will not stop. All I can do is to warn the world and unite to let go of our estrangement, so that we can resist all the unknowns.

After reading the sword immortal's masterpiece, Shi Jingtian couldn't calm down for a long time, the demon venerable nameless was really as Tianci said, he didn't kill innocents at all, and the sword immortal also realized before he died. The green demon poisoned the sword fairy and killed Nameless at the same time, and it seems that the Dharma King will not escape death.

"Demon Venerable Nameless!Although you died unjustly, the Sword Immortal and the Dharma King also suffered the consequences, and the Green Goblin was also torn apart by the Demon Qi, which can be regarded as a little blinding!"

However, the last few warnings of the Sword Immortal made Shi Jingtian go from unpredictable to unbelievable. I thought that the Sword Immortal Dharma King and the Nameless were already at the peak of the three classifications of swordsmanship, magic, and martial arts on the way to cultivation, but I didn't want to be outside the people, and there were mountains outside the mountains.

I remember that the Jiao who saved me on the edge of the angry sea is unheard of, but it still says that it has a stronger existence in the sea, so it doesn't seem to be without evidence.

It's just that the last few words written by the Sword Immortal are not a bit alarmist! The Green Goblin is dead, and the hundreds of black-clothed people to which he belongs have also been killed by the Red Army, what kind of storm can it set off? Even if there are hermit masters behind it, what can one person do? But having such intentions, it is not easy to conclude that there will not be a comeback!

Shi Jingtian sat there and pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed, I can reach the peak, but I am not a peak master! My own demonic qi is still uncontrollable to harm others and myself, even if there is really any calamity, what can I do!