"That's all there is to it?"

The hooked nose fluttered to the ground, looked at Yang Xiu, and then looked at Long San's long sword in his hand, and said suspiciously: "How could you kill Long San?" But your body is strong enough, it should be a double quenching body...... It doesn't matter, Ryuzo, that unlucky ghost, I'll take his relics, and avenge him by the way. ”

Yang Xiu's ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear anything, and he endured the severe pain and barely stretched his hand into his arms, ready to take out another top-grade fire spirit pill - at the moment, only by recovering his spiritual power could he have a chance to escape.

When he bought the Fire Spirit Pill yesterday, Yang Xiu would never have thought that he would "squander" two precious top-grade pills so quickly.

The hooked nose saw Yang Xiu's movements clearly, showing a contemptuous smile, and the long sword in his hand moved, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Yang Xiu's choked throat. Yang Xiu's eyes widened, staring at the action of the hooked nose, and pinched a fire spirit pill and a Dao talisman with both hands, ready to fight to the death!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"You dare!"

A deafening roar suddenly came from the air, rolling over the mountains and forests like thunder.

The hooked nose with an indifferent face a moment ago changed greatly when he heard the sound, and he didn't even raise his head before bending his legs and exerting his strength violently, and the person was already shooting out like an arrow from the string towards the mountain forest on the right!

Yang Xiu's ears were still buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything, but he could see the eagle's hooked nose movement clearly.

The other party rose from the ground and used all his strength, the mountains and rocks where his feet were kicking the ground were cracked, and the aura shock wave brought up quickly spread to the surroundings, and Yang Xiu, who was lying on the side, was swept up.

The last scene Yang Xiu saw was that the hooked nose of the eagle that was seven or eight feet away was overshadowed by a red light. Then Yang Xiu flew directly first by the raging spiritual power, and fainted in front of him.

The hooked nose of the eagle that was hit by the red light was silent, and by inertia it rushed forward for a while, and then fluttered like rags and fell into the snow. At this time, the hooked nose was so scorched that it could no longer see a human appearance, and had turned into a piece of charcoal.

Liu Wenzhong, who was dressed in white, fell from the flying sword, and reached out to hold Yang Xiu's wrist with a slightly relaxed expression. The two guys who came with the hooked nose were already so frightened that they knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads on the side, trembling and trembling.

"Do you know me?" asked Liu Wenzhong calmly.

The two looked at each other, their faces turned pale with fright, and they quickly replied with sincere fear: "Recognize it...... Acquaintance!"

"That's good, go back and tell the head of the Yang family that Tianshu Pavilion knows about it. ”

Liu Wenzhong turned around and picked up Yang Xiu, stepped on the flying sword, looked back at the body of the hooked nose, and said in a cold voice: "This kind of immortal cultivator with improper mental skills, it is better for your Yang family to have less contact." ”

The flying sword roared softly, and the figures of Liu Wenzhong and Yang Xiu rose against the wind, and soon disappeared above the mountain forest. The two people who knelt on the ground dared to raise their heads for a long time, looked at the empty space, and then turned their heads to look at the corpse of the eagle hook-nosed immortal cultivator, and then they collapsed weakly on the ground and wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads.

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San'in City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, especially the Tianshu Mountain in the west, the mountain is majestic, endless, and the most precipitous between the clouds and mist. This mountain is full of spiritual energy, and all kinds of rare and strange creatures emerge in endlessly.

Since ancient times, there has been a legend in the world of cultivating immortals in Tongzhou: in a hidden cave somewhere in Tianshu Mountain, there are treasures of the immortal exercises left by the ancient sages.

The grade of this exercise is extremely high, and if you get it, you can learn the ancient immortal method, and the realm of cultivating immortals is thousands of miles in a day, and it is easy to break through the bottleneck, and it is even possible to reach the realm of rebirth within a hundred years and be promoted to the immortal body!

However, not everyone can enter this spiritual holy place that everyone yearns for, because Tianshu Pavilion, one of the largest immortal cultivation sects in Tongzhou, is located on Tianshu Peak in the center of the mountain range.

On this morning, on the top of an inconspicuous hill somewhere in the Tianshu Mountains, a seven-story ancient pagoda stood quietly, and a horizontal stone plaque on the top of the tower was written in Chinese characters with the three big characters of "Thirteenth Floor".

Yang Xiu stood in the room on the top floor of the stone tower, looking out calmly through the iron railing.

Standing in this position, I could look beyond the white mist drifting between the valleys, and I could just see the Tianshu Peak that loomed ten miles away and soared into the sky. Tianshu Peak is surrounded by more than a dozen small hills, large and small, and the milky white fog flows slowly between the mountains, which makes people feel refreshed and happy at a glance.

"The wind and clouds are flowing, the spiritual mist is auspicious, and it is worthy of being a spiritual holy place. Yang Xiu sighed softly.

Every time he saw this beautiful scenery and felt the strong aura around him, Yang Xiu couldn't help but sigh once. However, looking at the fine immortal inscription engraved on the iron bar of the window, the expression on Yang Xiu's face immediately turned into a wry smile.

This is the seventh day that Yang Xiu has been locked up in the tower.

Seven days ago, Yang Xiu fainted in the mountains and forests, and was later rescued by Liu Wenzhong and returned to Tianshu Pavilion. After the other party healed Yang Xiu's injuries, he disappeared, and locked Yang Xiu in the stone tower and ignored him, as if he had completely forgotten about Yang Xiu, a little person.

But Yang Xiu knew that it was not that simple.

Killing Yang Shaotian by himself would definitely violate the door rules, and it stands to reason that anyone in the Heavenly Book Pavilion could immediately kill Yang Xiu when he saw him. But Liu Wenzhong rescued Yang Xiu and locked him up in such a place where birds don't, how did Yang Xiu think and feel that this was protecting himself in disguise.

At least for the time being, I don't want to die.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu touched the ring hanging on his chest, and his heart settled down a little.

has been imprisoned for so long, but no one has ever searched Yang Xiu's body. Except for Long San's White Deer Sword, which was taken away by Liu Wenzhong, including the Mystery Ring, the Best Fire Spirit Pill, and other loot obtained from Long San, there were many of them on his body.

After Yang Xiu recovered from his injuries, he also tried to escape secretly. However, the surroundings of this stone tower seem to be full of prohibitions, and even the iron railings of the doors and windows are engraved with strengthened immortal texts, and Yang Xiu's strength to eat milk cannot be shaken by half a point.

No wonder I'm so relieved to put myself here......

Fortunately, Yang Xiu had already turned around on the verge of death, and he did not panic all day long because he was imprisoned, but calmed down and cultivated step by step.

Tianshu Mountain has a strong aura, and it is many times better than Shanyin City, where mortals live. Yang Xiu meditated and practiced every day, and now the realm of quenching the body was completely stable, and there were faint signs of moving towards the twofold realm.

"Xianwen Mengxue" makes it clear that for immortal cultivators with average talents, the time required for the first consummation of the body is about six months to one year, and the time required for the second consummation ranges from two to five years.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the immortal cultivator successfully breaks through every bottleneck.

Counting the time spent cultivating the Spiritual Channel, it was less than two months before Yang Xiu began to cultivate immortals. Among them, there is a huge advantage of Yang Xiu's visualization of immortal text, but it is not so far ahead of ordinary people.

Then this credit can only be counted on the forging of the vein...... The effect of the middle-grade lower-level exercises is really against the sky~

Living in the stone tower for several days, someone brings food on time every day, and usually no one disturbs anyone except for the birds that fly over to visit the door, and the life is quiet.

Yang Xiu devoted himself to cultivation in this environment, and the pain caused by the loss of his relatives and the great changes around him a while ago gradually faded.

But only Yang Xiu himself knows that the wound has healed, but the pain it brings will never go away, and it will always be engraved in his heart, allowing him to go further and become stronger.

......

On this day, Yang Xiu finished his cultivation and stood upright in the room, his chest rising and falling slightly to adjust his breathing.

In addition to prolonging lifespan, the spiritual power of heaven and earth also has a miraculous nourishing effect on the human body. Yang Xiu could clearly feel that after each cultivation, both his mental state and his physical state could reach a wonderful realm, and his whole body was comfortable, and this feeling had never been experienced on earth.

Because of Aunt Liu's matter, Yang Xiu's mood has been gloomy for many days. Today's weather is bright, and the birds outside the tower are singing and fragrant, which makes Yang Xiu rarely feel a trace of joy.

Seeing the dusty walls around him, his heart suddenly moved, and he said in his heart, why don't I also leave some handwriting on the walls here?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu immediately became interested, found a small pebble in the corner, and at the same time wondered in his heart which of everyone's poems to borrow.

General Wenda's "Crossing the Zero Ding Yang"? No, it's too tragic...... I finally escaped, and now it's not suitable to talk about life and death.

Shixian's "Difficult to Walk"? This can be considered, and it is just right for the current situation......

While thinking, Yang Xiu groped around the walls, and finally found a large and flat stone brick in the corner by the window, which was just right for writing. However, when Yang Xiu brushed off the dust and cobwebs on it, his fingers felt that there seemed to be some nicks on the surface of the stone bricks.

"Huh?"

Yang Xiu was curious and brushed away the cobwebs on the surface of the stone brick, only to find that the surface of this long stone brick had already been climbed by someone and engraved a few lines of words.

Could it be that someone else was once locked up here? Yang Xiu wondered in his heart, and quickly wiped the dirt off the surface of the slate, revealing a few lines of clear handwriting.

"Jun to the gods and demons, I to the immortals

On the thirteenth floor, love is in the middle of the year

Ambition is thousands of miles away

Pitching between easy rivers

Suddenly, a dream fell red

Sit a thousand feet and look at the mortal

Do not envy the lonely crane on the platform

Only a flock of ducks and grass in the water and grass"

Because this corner was densely covered with cobwebs, Yang Xiu had not noticed it for so many days in the tower.

However, it is not accurate to say that it is a poem, it is more like someone improvised it to record the feelings in the heart. At the end of the poem, the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved with the five big characters of "ruthless and immortal", the font is arrogant and arbitrary, and the strokes are like knives, showing the writer's psychological state at that time vividly and vividly.

Yang Xiu gently touched the half-inch-deep nick with his fingers, and found that there were still a few gaps on the edge of the nick that had collapsed due to the writer's excessive strength, and there was no tremor in his heart, as if he felt the other party's sad state of mind from this intention.

What a word!

Compared with this poem, Yang Xiu was even more shocked by these Chinese characters.

This person's pen is excellent, although it is not at the level of calligraphy, but the pen has a strong personal style. Especially the five words "ruthless and not cultivating immortals" at the end almost triggered the spiritual power in Yang Xiu's body, making Yang Xiu secretly frightened.

Who is this person? Good writing alone has absolutely no such effect, could it be that it is the masterstroke left by some immortal cultivator?

"You see it. ”

Yang Xiu studied the handwriting on the wall, and suddenly a faint voice came from behind him, which startled Yang Xiu and quickly turned around. Liu Wenzhong, who was dressed in white, walked into the room at some point and looked at Yang Xiu thoughtfully.

"Big brother. Yang Xiu hurriedly saluted.

"How's the injury?" Liu Wenzhong always looked unfazed, put his hands in his sleeves, walked to Yang Xiu's side, looked at the wall and said.

"It's almost better, thank you Senior Brother for your help......" Yang Xiu looked at the young man in front of him who was bookish but immovable, and bowed down sincerely to thank him.

Liu Wenzhong put his hands behind his back and stared at Yang Xiu thoughtfully for a moment, until Yang Xiu's head began to break out in a cold sweat, and then he said leisurely: "If you are just a wicked person who is addicted to killing, I will finish you off with my own hands." But you didn't hurt the innocent, and you can find a way to save your loved ones afterwards, so it's worth saving your life. ”

Yang Xiu obediently listened to the other party's lecture and bowed his head and remained silent.

It stands to reason that Liu Wenzhong's cultivation is profound, and the two sides can't talk about much friendship. But Yang Xiu always had an inexplicable sense of closeness to Liu Wenzhong, and he was saved by the other party once, so although Liu Wenzhong's speech was not salty or light, Yang Xiu was not nervous.

At this time, the sunlight outside the house fell into the iron window, shining on Liu Wenzhong and Yang Xiu, who were standing side by side, pulling out a long shadow. Yang Xiu peeked at Liu Wenzhong beside him, and vigorously recalled the scene when Liu Wenzhong killed the eagle hook nose with one move, wanting to estimate the true strength of his senior brother.

Liu Wenzhong just looked at the poems on the wall word by word, his expression was thoughtful, and said: "Yang Xiu, do you think it is better for cultivators to break off their feelings and be devoted to cultivating immortals, or is it better to see the prosperity of the world and have a heart to be involved?"

"Forehead ......"

Yang Xiu blinked and retracted his thoughts, turned his head to look at the verses on the wall, and said: "In "Immortal Wenmengxue", it is said that immortal cultivators cut off the worries in their hearts, and it is easier to succeed when they break through the bottleneck and face the magic scene of their hearts. But I think ...... If you don't have feelings, even if you cultivate into a golden body, what's the difference between it and a piece of wood?"

Speaking of this, Yang Xiu glanced at Liu Wenzhong, and saw that the other party's expression was the same, so he had the courage to add with a smile: "If I want to say that it is really like that, then what kind of immortal do you cultivate, just 'cultivate trees', 'cultivate grass' and 'repair stones', and you won't die anyway." ”

"Thou shalt not speak in vain,"

Seeing Yang Xiu's evil smile, Liu Wenzhong frowned slightly and glanced at Yang Xiu, and said: "Today's immortal cultivation world, whether it is Ningguo or other regions in the north, tends to be ruthless to cultivate immortals, you can't talk nonsense like this." In the process of cultivating immortals, everyone will encounter bottlenecks that are difficult to overcome, so just stick to your heart. ”

Yang Xiu was stunned, he wasn't sure if the senior brother was mentioning himself, so he could only keep these words in his heart first. At this time, Liu Wenzhong turned around and left, Yang Xiu didn't have time to think about it, and finally glanced at the poem on the wall, and immediately followed.

Liu Wenzhong took Yang Xiu downstairs, and Yang Xiu saw the whole picture of the stone tower he had lived in these days for the first time.

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