The sea is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and condensed.

In a moment, the avalanche stopped, and the valley more than 100 feet deep had disappeared.

Another day and one night passed.

"Snort", "Snort", a few crisp sounds. "Peng", a figure jumped out of the snow.

On the boundless snowfield, Dugu Xiaotian knelt with his sword, panting.

"Fortunately, I ran to a high place, and I used my sword to block a few breaths, leaving a snow cave, otherwise I would have to suffocate under the snow." Dugu smiled and said.

Before the avalanche fell, Xiaotian had already rushed to a high place for more than ninety feet. At the last moment of life and death, he used the "pine forest" sword pose to withstand a small part of the falling snow. Although he only had three breaths, he formed a snow cave more than one meter wide and seven or eight meters deep under his body, storing the fame of enlightenment.

The great avalanche is that the first thing is that the heavy snow falls from the sky and crushes people to death. Then there are people buried under the snow, unable to move, suffocating to death.

After Dugu Xiaotian fell to the bottom of the snow cave, he was already exhausted. The "Pine Forest" sword style, which was fully stimulated between life and death, instantly poured out the internal strength of the whole body.

He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the snow cave, carried the internal exercises, forgot about things and me, and slowly recovered the true strength of Hongmeng.

Ten hours later, Dugu Xiaotian stood up. At the moment of life and death, Hongmeng's true strength was fully stimulated, and the internal strength was not only restored, but also improved a lot. His Hongmeng energy has reached the peak of the seventh level.

Feeling that he was already out of breath in the snow cave at this time, Dugu Xiaotian hurriedly pulled out the Pingtian Sword, cast the "Wave" sword style, and dug upward.

It took a cup of tea to dig out more than a dozen zhang upwards, and finally broke out of the snow layer.

Dugu Xiaotian followed his memory and walked to the place where the mount was buried.

He carried the "yellow sand" sword style and kept picking the snow aside. It took him nearly three hours to finally find the horse that had been crushed and died under the snow.

He took down the tents, firewood, flints, dry food, and water from the horses. They set up a tent nearby, made firewood, ate dry food, and slept on the floor when their furs were dry.

Dugu Xiaotian woke up from a deep sleep, he only felt full of energy, and his fatigue was swept away.

He walked out of the tent, and by this time there were already stars outside the tent, and the bright moon was hanging high. Thinking of escaping death this time, I can't help but sigh.

Immediately, Dugu Xiaotian danced the Pingtian Sword and began to practice the five sword styles of breeze, drizzle, pine forest, waves, and yellow sand.

At that time, facing the avalanche in person, between life and death, his mind was extremely clear. The endless power of the moment of the avalanche was deeply engraved in his mind.

As he swung the Flat Heaven Sword, the image of the Great Avalanche resurfaced, and the blue air mass in his mind flickered a few times.

"The avalanche is indestructible, nothing is broken!" Dugu Xiaotian muttered to himself, his sword style suddenly became powerful and strong, and between swinging the sword, there was a faint "roar".

The snow is flying all over the sky, and it is magnificent, and the sky and the earth are one color. I could only see a silvery white patch, as if the whole world was decorated with silver.

After a long time, Dugu Xiaotian's long sword stood still, and there was a buzzing sound from the blade. "Avalanche" Dugu laughed loudly, and the long sword slammed into the snow in front of him. "Wow", a five-zhang long ravine, appeared on the white snow, splashing the sky with snow powder.

"This sword style should be the most powerful of my offensive moves." Dugu smiled and thought to himself. "Well, Hongmeng Jin is already in the early stage of the eighth layer, take a break and continue to hurry."

East China Sea, Changsheng Island.

The waves are rolling and the reef is full of rocks.

A beautiful girl dressed in red, holding a double sword, the sword is like the wind. Cuiyun held a long sword in his hand and couldn't help parrying.

"When, when, when" There was a rapid sword strike, the girl in red took three steps back, and Cuiyun also took a step back.

"Good!" With a coquettish shout, Leng Qingshuang was dressed in black and gauze, and walked over.

"Xiaoyue's martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds recently, and the Shadowless Light Skill and the Assassin Sword Technique have all been cultivated to an extremely high level, which is very rare!" Leng Qingshuang said happily.

"Master, I have been practicing diligently for six years, and now my internal strength has reached the seventh peak, when can I leave the island?" Li Xiaoyue wrinkled her delicate little nose and asked in a coquettish voice.

"What, do you miss your brother Xiaotian?" Leng Qingshuang asked with a smile. Hearing this, Cuiyun couldn't help but laugh.

"Master!" Li Xiaoyue lowered her cheeks and lowered her head. "I want to get out early and avenge my father!" She whispered.

"Your smiling brother is now famous all over the world, what girl doesn't love it?" Cuiyun teased. "First punished King Shen, and then defeated the 'first person in the capital' Zhang Shouren, and became the world-famous 'laughing sky' at the age of sixteen, what a great young hero!"

"Okay, Cuiyun, don't be poor!" Leng Qingshuang's expression was grim.

Leng Qingshuang said slowly: "The great general Li Ji's martial arts are unfathomable, and he has obtained the correct understanding of the Nine Yin True Scriptures over the years, and his martial arts may have broken through the ninth level of the Nine Yin internal strength. In addition, he is a master under him, and his son 'Li Tianba' is a leader of the younger generation. ”

"Xiaoyue, you must not be impulsive, after finding Dugu Xiaotian, you need to think about it in the long run, and then make revenge plans!"

"When your internal strength breaks through the eightfold, Cuiyun will leave the island with you. You first rendezvous with Wuji, and then find Dugu Xiaotian and take revenge together. Leng Qingshuang said in a deep voice.

"Okay, Xiao Yue must hurry up the practice and strive to break through the internal strength eightfold as soon as possible!" Li Xiaoyue's eyes lit up and said firmly.

Leng Qingshuang looked at Li Xiaoyue's bright eyes, sighed softly, and left the coast.

Hubei, Wudang Mountain, everyone is vegetarian.

It has been more than 20 days since Tianhong Zhenren passed away, and the disciples of the Wudang Sect wear linen and filial piety, and many disciples still have sad faces.

During this period, the major factions of the martial arts sent people to come to condole, and Song Qingfeng received them one by one.

On this day, at the Zhenwu Palace, Wudang Liujie and Song Shuling gathered here to discuss important matters.

"Shuling, how have you been entering the realm in the past few days?" Song Qingfeng asked with a solemn face.

"Dad, my internal strength has broken through the ninth level, and now the inner strength of Taiji in the dantian is full. The mid-stage true strength of the ninth layer of the Taishang Master will take two to three years before it can be gradually transported to all the points of the body every day. Song Shuling replied respectfully.

"Senior brother, Shuling has broken through to the Ninefold, and with you, Wudang has two masters in the early stage of the Ninefold Ninefold Internal Strength in the world. Isn't it enough to fend off foreign enemies? Zhou Yunbi asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Song Qingfeng sighed lightly, "Thirty years ago, the heads of the five major factions, three of them had nine levels of internal strength, and two of them were eightfold consummation, and they fought against Ujicuo, and both of them were defeated. At that time, the cultivation of Na Ujicuo should have reached the middle stage of the Nine Levels of Internal Strength. ”

Speaking of this, Song Qingfeng paused, "Now that Ujicuo is coming to Middle-earth again, his martial arts will inevitably be even stronger, and I am afraid that he has reached the late stage of the Nine Layers of Internal Strength." ”

"Although Shuling's talent is high, with the cultivation of the early stage of the Ninefold Ninefold with internal strength, she can fight with the middle stage of the Ninefold. Even so, coupled with my cultivation in the early stage of the Nine Folds of Internal Strength, it was still difficult to resist the Immeasurable Dharma King. ”

Speaking of this, Song Qingfeng then asked: "Shuling, how did the Taishang Master pass on your 'True Martial Seven Interception Formation', how did you practice?" ”

"The child has been practicing in the past few days!" Song Shuling said respectfully.

At this moment, "dang, dang, dang", three distant bells rang in a row from the bottom of the mountain, and the bells continued to echo in the mountains.

When everyone in the hall heard the three bells, they were all shocked. Ordinary sects come and go, just a bell rings. The bell rang three times, and it was a very powerful visitor.

After half of the incense, Mingyue, the greeting Taoist at the foot of the mountain, hurried to ask for a meeting.

"Mingyue, what's the alarm? Who came down from the mountain? Song Qingfeng asked.

Daoist Mingyue is over fifty years old this year, and his face is wrinkled.

He took a long breath, "The head of Qiqi, the masters of the three kingdoms of Wusizang, Turpan and Tianzhu under the mountain are all here, saying that they want to go up the mountain to learn from my Wudang!" ”