With just two words, a few people in the lonely defeated sky suddenly rose with murderous intent.

Mei Baijiu turned around slowly, and he could feel the bursts of killing intent coming from around him, but he ignored it, and said coldly: "If your strength is against the sky, you will be jealous of the sky, and you will definitely die." ”

Once the Nine Yin and Nine Yang are cultivated, the Heavenly Tribulation will come, although it is a rumor, but Mei Baijiu is convinced.

A feudal warrior like him, who has survived for hundreds of years, is particularly superstitious about these.

In the secret room, Yebei cut the iron chain with one knife, although there is only one knife, but it is difficult to hide its domineering strength, if you cultivate Jiuyang Jue again, you will definitely be invincible in the world.

If you are invincible, you will be jealous of the sky.

Yebei smiled indifferently and didn't care about this.

Ancient martial arts have been passed down to the present, and there are many kinds of exercises, which are indeed different from person to person, and can even affect their mind.

If Mei Baijiu has to choose Tianhe, he must have his concerns.

In other words, among all the people, Tianhe's heart is more suitable for cultivating this Nine Yang Technique.

Mei Baijiu stood with his hands in his hands, his back to the crowd, and looked up at the sky.

"A book of Jiuyang recipe has made me dominate the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect that today it will be broken."

Speaking lightly, it is difficult to hide all kinds of loneliness.

"I have been in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, but I still lost to Mei Wuyou's old thief and was imprisoned for so long."

Chu Goupi's words suddenly made Mei Baijiu angry.

"I was defenseless! into the way of the rebel. ”

In fact, how could he have thought that his own brother would kill him.

"Boy, if you don't learn, there will be no more Jiuyang Jue in the world, and the cold in your brother's body can't be suppressed.

Mei Baijiu stared at Chu Tianhe, with a faint expectation in his eyes, and three points of anger.

Jiuyang Jue, a saint-level exercise, who is not tempted?

If this is another martial artist, I am afraid that he has already knelt on the ground to worship his master, and he has broken his head.

But this one is an exception.

Yebei once taught him the Divine Punishment Technique, this guy is not good at cultivating, and now he has just touched the threshold of the second technique, let alone this Jiuyang Technique.

However, Mei Baijiu's words really made Chu Goupi tempted, not for anything else, just to suppress the cold in his brother's body.

For a while, everyone's eyes converged on Chu Tianhe, which was nothing more than an apprentice, no matter how you look at it, it is not a loss at all.

"Except for letting me recognize you as my father, I can promise you anything else." Chu Tianhe looked like a thief.

In fact, he has already made a decision in his heart, even if he kowtows to the teacher, he is willing, but he still wants to fight for it.

There was a moment of silence, and Mei Baijiu sighed.

"Alas...... Well, you just have to promise me one thing. ”

When Chu Tianhe heard this, his face immediately turned overjoyed and asked:

"What's the matter?"

"I will pass on your Jiuyang Jue, before I die, you will bring Mei Wuyou's head to see me, and after I die, you will send me to the end."

Mei Baijiu said solemnly, he had no children in his life, and accepted Chu Tianhe as an apprentice, in addition to inheriting the Jiuyang Jue, what is more important is that he hopes that after his death, someone will send him to the end.

This matter is particularly important for a feudal old man like him.

A generation of heroes, if there is no one around to die after death, there is not even a place to bury, how sad it is.

Nangong Yan and the others on the side didn't say anything, feeling that this condition was reasonable and not excessive.

However, Chu Goupi muttered, "Aren't these two things? ”

"Get out of the way, I won't teach you if I bring it into the coffin!"

Mei Baijiu's face turned pale.

The dignified saint-level exercises, the world is all coveted, and they can't be sent out.

It's almost for nothing, and it's still screaming here.

"If I don't send you to the end, where did you get the coffin."

Seeing that the other party was really angry, Chu Tianhe acquiesced in these two things.

Mei Wuyou himself is also a person who must be killed, and in addition, he can't do anything else, but he can do it to send others to the end.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely send you away when the time comes."

Chu Tianhe patted his chest and reassured.

The corners of Mei Baijiu's eyes twitched a few times, how could he hear this, but he was not happy at all.

"What's wrong, don't you believe it?"

"Wait a minute......"

Chu Tianhe ran into the cave in a puff of smoke.

Everyone was confused.

Mo about the time of a cigarette, this kid rushed all the way back, and out of nowhere came out of nowhere a suona in his hand, which was covered with dust.

I rubbed it twice on my body and squeezed it with both hands, but it was like that.

Then, it was blown on the spot.

All kinds of musical instruments, suona is king, either ascending to heaven, or worshipping the church, a thousand-year-old pipa and a thousand years of zheng, a lifetime of erhu, a suona sound, shocking the audience!

The sound of "miserable" echoed on the island, and the affectionate performance from Chu Goupi made Yebei stunned on the spot.

Mei Baijiu's face was green, and this song "Crying Seven Levels" almost didn't send him away on the spot.

"Little King Eight Lambs! Lao Tzu is not dead yet, what are you blowing! ”

Immediately after, he took off a shoe and threw it over.

"Smack!"

Impartially, it was calling on Chu Tianhe's face.

The taste from a hundred years made Chu Goupi nauseate on the spot, and he vomited more fiercely than drinking the spiritual liquid.

"You old white hair, why don't you know how to appreciate it at all."

"If you're dead and blowing, can you still hear it?"

Zhen Zhen's words made Mei Baijiu unable to refute.

With a cold face, Huo Ran got up, casually took out an elixir from the hemp leather bag beside Nangong Yan and threw it into his mouth, and in a flash, he was already in front of Chu Tianhe, carrying him towards the cave.

"Old Baimao, what are you going to do, if you kill me, but no one will blow suona for you, and send you to the end."

Chu Tianhe was carried like a little chicken, and his king-level strength did not have any ability to resist at all in front of Mei Baijiu.

A few people in the lonely defeated day clenched their swords and were about to follow, in case this old thing was plotting against them, but they were stopped by Yebei with one hand, looking at the back of an old man and a young man leaving, and said: "He won't hurt Tianhe." ”

"He is Mei Wuyou's own brother, and I'm afraid that his mind is not so simple." On the side, Qin Cheng was a little worried.

An old thing that has been imprisoned for more than a hundred years has resisted so hard and has not died until now, and the ruthlessness of his mind is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

However, in Yebei's view, the past hundred years have worn away all the anger on Mei Baijiu.

He knew that time was running out, and he chose Tianhe as the inheritor of Jiuyang Jue, and he would definitely not harm him.

With Tianhe's qualifications, if he cultivates diligently, his strength will not be weaker than that of a few people who are alone in defeat.

I just hope that this guy can be more diligent after practicing the Jiuyang Jue.

……

As the sun slowly rises, a new day officially begins.

Thousands of miles away from Blazing Island in the north, this place has long been out of the boundaries of China.

Heavy snow is everywhere, and there are glaciers and snow everywhere.

On top of an Iceland, Mei Wuyou, who had a broken arm, was brought here.