Today happens to be blowing the northwest wind, and the wooden kite is soaring with the wind, but after an hour's effort, the holy figure of the Tianshan Mountains looms.

The veins of the Tianshan Mountains are thousands of zhang high, therefore, its peak is covered with snow all the year round, and it does not melt for ten thousand years, and the main peak is straight into the sky, which seems to be docked with the Heavenly Palace.

Yan Yunting didn't dare to ride the wooden kite up the mountain, so he deliberately made a big circle and landed in a leafy valley in the back mountain.

Although the top of the Tianshan Mountains is perennially windy and snowy, the foot of the mountain is full of verdancy, the towering trees are born side by side, the trickle converges into a river, under the bright spring light, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing, and the fish is leaping and the cicadas are singing.

After Yan Yunting landed, he cut down some branches and grass, and covered the wooden kite tightly.

After covering the wooden kite tightly, Yan Yunting started the road of mountaineering.

The Tianshan Mountains are a vein, the lowest peak is also thousands of zhang high, from the ridge there is a cold wind and snow all the year round, the road is rugged and difficult to walk, and there are fierce beasts and monsters blocking the road, ordinary people have long been afraid.

Yan Yunting planned to climb a low peak from the back mountain first, and then move from the low peak along the ridge to the main peak.

Since the Tianshan Sect can stand on the Tianshan Mountain for thousands of years, it must have plank roads, and if these plank roads can be found, the road up the mountain will be much easier.

It took Yan Yunting a morning to get out of the deep mountains and old forests, and then climbed up along the rugged mountain road, which was flat at first, but as the mountain became steeper, the temperature became lower, and the wind became stronger, and every breath became heavier.

In the afternoon, at sunset, Yan Yunting had climbed halfway up the mountain, and the brown mountain was no longer visible, leaving only a vast white snow.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear, which is the scenery in front of you.

Taking advantage of the sunset, Yan Yunting picked up a bundle of dry firewood, and also beat two wild fat rabbits, and found a bare big stone near the mountainside, lit a bonfire in the leeward direction, peeled off the rabbit skin and put it on his feet to keep out the cold, and grilled the rabbit meat on the fire.

After a while, the rabbit meat came out of the hot oil, and the aroma ......of the meat came to the nose.

After the ......night falls, the cold wind intensifies, and the snow drifts like cotton wool, even if the fire is burning, it is still cold.

"It's so cold halfway up the mountain, I really don't know how the group of people who live on the top of the mountain survive......" Yan Yunting rubbed his hands, sighed, drank wine, and couldn't help but add another handful of dry firewood.

Snowy days, halfway up the mountainside, around the campfire, loneliness and spirits, warmth and barbecue, from a certain state of mind, such a life has a different flavor.

Yan Yunting hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and he couldn't wait to taste the taste of a hare, so he took off a rabbit leg and just put it in his mouth and took a bite-

"Rustling ......"

There was a faint sound of footsteps in the snow.

Yan Yunting immediately became alert, deep in the mountains and old forests, cold and snowy nights, those who can haunt at this time are either beasts or spirits.

With a rabbit leg in his mouth, he slowly pulled out his gall and followed the sound against the stone, only to see that about half a mile away, a huge figure was approaching the fire, and two fluorescent green pupils were shining in the dark night.

Yan Yunting's first thought was that he was likely to meet the mountain spirit, so he hurriedly grabbed the rabbit meat on the grill and climbed to the top of the mountain.

The mountain spirit saw that Yan Yunting moved, and also accelerated his speed to chase forward, "...... and "...... of "one man and one beast", one in front of the other, in the snow that was more than three feet thick.

It must have been the smell of roasted rabbit meat that attracted this monster! Yan Yunting threw away the rabbit in his hand after thinking about it, "If you want to eat it, give it all to you, don't chase me anymore!" ”

The mountain spirit stopped in front of the rabbit's leg, lowered his head and sniffed, slapped it open, and "roared......" and chased after Yan Yunting again.

The mountain spirits and ghosts think that Ru Mao drinks blood, where will they be interested in the truth? Besides, where can a rabbit fill its belly?

In this way, Yan Yunting ran for half an hour, the more he walked up the mountain, the thicker the snow became, and he almost sank to his waist when he stepped down, and then looked at the mountain spirit, his four legs were walking like flying on the snow, and he was about to catch up with Yan Yunting.

When I got closer, I could see the appearance of the mountain spirit, the height of the giant bear, the physique of the orangutan, the fangs of the shark, the claws of the tiger, and the silver mane shining in the moonlight!

"Lao Tzu fought with you!" Yan Yunting was really exhausted, pulled out the fire gun on his waist, and aimed at the mountain spirit is a shot-

"Bang!" Gunfire echoed through the valley.

Bullet hits. The mountain spirit has a chest, but not even a single hair has fallen out, and under the absolutely thick skin, the fire gun does not work at all.

Yan Yunting gritted his teeth, since the gun doesn't work, then use the sword! Poke its eyes, cut its neck, cut its whip, and you can always find its weak spots!

The human-beast war seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and a large chunk ......of snow rolled down from the cliffs, rolling more and more, rolling bigger and bigger, and finally forming a huge torrent that swooped down with the momentum of destruction!

Avalanche!

You shouldn't have shot at all!

Yan Yunting secretly scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, turned around and slid down to the foot of the mountain, but the power of the snow tide was too great, and the entire mountainside was crumbling!

Under the absolute force of nature, Yan Yunting was like a fallen leaf drifting with the waves, and he was about to be swallowed by the heavy snow, but the soles of his feet suddenly emptied, and then, the whole person began to fall, fall, fall......

I don't know how many laps I rolled and how many walls I hit, and finally I fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

……

"Tick, tick, tick......"

The crisp sound of water droplets falling happened to splash on Yan Yunting's cheeks, and his consciousness gradually cleared up, and the pain became more and more intense.

"Hiss......" He finally woke up in complete pain, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he was in pain inside and out.

After a long pause, he barely managed to turn his body over, and it was pitch black all around, except for a glimmer of light from the hole above his head.

The entrance of the cave is at least three or four feet high from the ground, and it is a great luck that he did not fall to his death.

Yan Yunting gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the ground, with his current state, it was still a little difficult to climb out of the hole...... But at least he's alive, surviving an avalanche.

Narrowly escaped death again, Yan Yunting couldn't help laughing again, "Hahaha......"

The echo of laughter shows that this cave is not small.

It is said that if you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future, and he has escaped death so many times, the blessing should also come, right?

Yan Yunting tore off the rabbit skin tied to his leg and wrapped it around the tip of his scimitar, poured some spirits, and then lit it with a flint, and soon, a dark blue torch was made.

The firelight dispelled the darkness and illuminated the appearance of the cave—to Yan Yunting's surprise, there were several oil lamps embedded in the stone wall, and cobwebs and dust wrapped the oil lamps tightly. I don't know how long the oil lamp has been extinguished, and I don't know how many years the cave has been idle.

The sacred Tianshan Mountain has always been no shortage of popularity, and many celebrity hermits and enlightened people are willing to come to the holy mountain to retreat and cultivate, not to mention that there is a thousand-year-old sect on the mountain. Perhaps the owner of this cave is the retreat of some worldly master.

Yan Yunting scraped away the cobwebs and dust on the wall lamp, and found that there were still some clotted oil lumps in the lamp bowl, he tried to light it with a torch, but he didn't expect it to ignite directly!

Light can dispel darkness and fear, fire can bring people safety and warmth, Yan Yunting lit all the wall lamps, and the firelight instantly filled the entire cave, but the scene in front of him scared Yan Yunting a big jump - there was a "person" sitting in the center of the cave!

The "man" was dressed in a gray robe, his cloak was scattered and his back was facing Yan Yunting, his hands and feet were imprisoned by the thick iron chains at the mouth of the bowl, like "five horses divided into corpses", he sat motionless on a futon.

Could it be that this cave is a prison of imprisonment?

Yan Yunting didn't dare to take a breath, and walked forward against the wall, and when he came to the "person", he found that he had already turned into a dry bone.

"It turned out to be a dead man......" Yan Yunting let out a long breath, and then he stepped forward boldly to take a look.

Dry bones and white hair, it must have been an old man in his lifetime, and it looked like he had been dead for many years, and dusted off its body, revealing a valuable silk cloud robe, and a blood-red wrench on its thumb.

People who can wear a wrench on their thumb are either rich and noble, or they are in a high position. But why are such people imprisoned and locked in this cave?

Yan Yunting became more and more curious, so he thought about looking for clues on the dry bones, but probably because the dry bones had been abandoned for too long, his hands automatically fell apart before they touched them-

"Boom, la......" A scroll rolled out of the dry bone's chest.

Yan Yunting picked up the scroll and wiped the dust off it, it was a parchment roll, which was too old and a little rotten. He carefully opened the scroll, and the first row of titles was written in cinnabar with three large characters - "Devouring God Decision".

"God Eater ......"

Listening to the name is like a peerless secret book that is incredibly powerful.