Somewhere in the forest, a colorful tiger had just bitten an antelope to death, and was about to feast on it, when he heard movement in the bushes ahead.

The tiger let out a low tiger roar, which spread in all directions, rolling up scattered leaves on the ground.

"Grandpa! Are you talking about the tiger in front of you? ”

"That's right, grandpa was almost eaten by it before."

"Huh? It's so dangerous! ”

"We have to vent our evil anger for Grandpa!"

A white-haired old man in sackcloth walked over, surrounded by seven dolls with small gourds on their heads, and they were talking nonsense, staring at the tiger with unkind eyes, as if they were looking at a dying prey.

"Roar!"

Seeing so many human beings, the tiger roared excitedly, mobilized all its muscles, and flew over with all its strength, and its shiny tiger claws could brutally tear apart trees.

"Brute, dare to be rampant!"

The big baby jumped up and smashed it down with a punch, directly hammering the huge tiger on the ground with a trembling sound, and the tiger's head was dented and dripping with blood.

Then, three times five divided by two, a thick tiger skin was stripped off.

The eldest baby carefully grabbed the tiger skin and presented it in front of Ye Junlin as if offering a treasure, and said with a serious expression: "Grandpa, this is for you, usually wear it warmly!" ”

Ye Junlin stroked his palm and smiled, "My eldest grandson has a heart." ”

Next, with the escort of seven gourd babies, Ye Junlin can be said to be rampant in the mountains, unimpeded.

Although the beasts on the mountain also continued to strengthen, appearing more and more frequently, for Ye Junlin, this was already an inconsequential matter.

After all, there are two children's clairvoyant ears, as if they are radars, they can always grasp the movements on the mountain, and they can give early warning at the slightest hint of wind and grass.

If Ye Junlin's legs and feet are inconvenient, and the big baby is responsible for carrying him, any steep mountain rock can be as flat as he walks.

Day 250.

Ye Junlin was attacked by a group of birds, and the four babies with the green gourd on their heads immediately reacted, opening their mouths to spew out raging flames, burning all the birds in this group.

Looking at the fragrant roast birds all over the ground, Ye Junlin showed a pleased smile and ate it unceremoniously.

Three hundred and seventy days.

Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, relying on the infinite strength of the big baby, Ye Junlin lives in a fortress-like building, and there is a ready-made swimming pool, the water is taken from the five babies sprayed out, Ye Junlin is old and strong, swim in the pool, and have fun with a few grandchildren.

Five hundred days.

Ye Junlin stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the scene of the ups and downs of the mountains, his heart surged with pride, he stretched out his hand and stroked his white beard, his old face was a little melancholy.

sighed that he had beaten all over the mountains without an invincible opponent, and no beast could threaten him, and when Ye Junlin let out this inhuman emotion, the seven gourd babies behind him looked at each other like a moment, and they all said "yes"!

The first thousand and one days.

Ye Junlin stood on the high city wall, full of security, wearing the skin of the tiger of the king of beasts, holding the iron sword created by his grandson, his eyes were deep, looking at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, as if recalling the eventful years in the past.

After all, he can live a good life today, all thanks to his hard-working hands, and the hard process behind this will make people cry......

Time flies, and the white horse passes through the gap.

As Ye Junlin gets older and older, he is so old that he can't even walk, so that every time he comes out for activities, he relies on the big baby's back, sees all the beautiful rivers and mountains, and recalls bits and pieces.

The hundredth year old.

In the spacious room, the flickering candle flame flickered, and an old man with gray hair, a withered face, and weak breath lay on the bed.

There are seven cute-looking gourd babies around them, but at this moment, they all have sad faces, their big eyes are flashing with tears, and some have even begun to sob.

"All, it's all there......" Ye Junlin looked at the familiar faces around him, and trembled and stretched out his thin palm that had long been shriveled and covered with old age spots.

Dawa took the lead in holding Ye Junlin's hand, and burst into tears, "Grandpa! Don't leave us!! ”

"Woo...... Grandpa ...... "A few other gourd babies cried heartbreakingly, in the eyes of the gourd babies, this white-haired old man is their dearest person, their heaven."

Ye Junlin's heart swelled with sadness and reluctance, although he knew that this was just a virtual projection world, but after getting along with each other day and night all these years, he had already formed a deep relationship with these little guys, and now he was leaving, and he was really sad in his heart.

"Thank you...... Thank you...... Stay with me...... Spend all these years...... I'm in the real world...... You're going to miss your ......."

Hear the words.

The seven little ones cried even harder, "Grandpa, we don't want you to die!" ”

They thought the old man was talking nonsense.

Ye Junlin felt that the deadline was approaching, his eyes became inexplicably calm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, his eyes dimmed, and his entire old body was completely lifeless.

"Wow-"

The crying inside the house was deafening.

With a heavy heart, the seven gourd babies bid farewell to their amiable, hard-working and simple grandfather forever.

Ye Junlin, how many days to live......

Die in one's bed!!

Seeing this, Liu Huangshu froze in place like a clay sculpture, his mind was like a mess of paste, the expression on his face was complex and changeable, and he experienced surprise, stunned, confused, surprised, shocked, and so on.

He never thought that the second level would evolve to such a point!

Others are frightened and hidden, but you have become self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking?

To be reasonable, what happened in the first 200 days can actually be reluctantly accepted by me, but the problem is......

What the hell are those seven gourd babies in the back?!!

Don't you want to be so bizarre?

You are so nonsense, it makes me very shameless!

Liu Huangshu found that he still underestimated Ye Junlin's luck, but he didn't expect to be able to achieve a turnaround in that desperate situation.

To be able to die on that terrifying mountain, what kind of feat is this?

Terrible, terrible!

Liu Huangshu looked at Ye Junlin's eyes, as if he was looking at a monster that had never existed before.

In the waiting field, all the trialists were talking, pointing at the only container that was still lit.

"Damn, how long has it been? Why hasn't Senior Ye come out yet? ”

"No, how did he manage to survive in that environment?"

"Can an ordinary old man with no cultivation qualifications really survive for so long in a mountain full of beasts?"

……

Li Wuzai's scalp was numb, "I'm afraid Shizun isn't cultivating immortals inside, right?" Otherwise, how could it be possible to stay that long. ”

"Impossible!"

Red Chiba directly denied it, according to the setting of that kind of character, there is absolutely no such possibility.

It's just that he felt unbelievable in his heart, since that guy couldn't cultivate immortals, how could he continue to survive in that environment?

Red Chiba knows that the mountain after two hundred days is simply a nightmare for mortals, and there is a possibility of death wherever you go!

"Senior Ye, how many days have you lived in it......" Xue Wuxian smiled bitterly, puzzled.

Only personal experience can know how difficult it is, and for Ye Junlin not coming out for a long time, the pride and pride that Xue Wuxian had before have long been gone.

How the hell is that?!

At this moment, the light of the container disappears, which means that the trial of the last person is over.

In front of everyone's eyes, the young man in a black robe embroidered with gold and hands behind his back stepped out, his long silver-white hair was crystal clear and fluttering in the wind.

Unlike the other trialists who came out with their heads hung down or regretted, this young man's handsome face at this time had an unprecedented sense of tranquility and peace.

"Senior Ye is out!!"

The crowd was in an uproar.