Chen Changsheng ran wildly all the way, his boots and the mountain road were shattered, and he went away with smoke and dust, but in a moment, he had already come to the mountainside.

He didn't know how far he was from the Tianchi at the top of the Cold Mountain Peak, he only knew that he should hurry up and run as far as possible.

But the next moment, he stopped, because he sensed that something was wrong.

He felt the stone beads get hot.

Suddenly there was thunder in the mountains, it was the sound of hundreds of stones being forcibly driven and breaking through the air?

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the cliff collapsing.

The sound got closer and closer, and the stone beads turned into the Heavenly Book Tablet became hotter and hotter, and even became a little hot.

Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared.

Something came into his eyes, or more accurately, into his eyes.

It was a seal, and I don't know what stone it was carved from, so I couldn't see anything unusual.

Stone seals sway gently in the wind.

The seal is tied around a person's waist.

It's that middle-aged scholar.

Then, Chen Changsheng saw the hundreds of heavenly stones that came with the middle-aged scholar.

Overwhelming and imposing, it was an extraordinary thing that limited his speed and tried to trap him, but it seemed to be like that seal, it became his ornament.

This is a mountain cliff, and there is a shallow pit that has been dug out for some year, and the stone pit is full of moss.

Chen Changsheng was under the cliff, and the middle-aged scholar was on the cliff, only dozens of zhang apart.

"You humans love to do this kind of cocooning thing the most. ”

The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said calmly: "I don't know if the Heavenly Stone Great Array is a bureau to seal the mountain, I only know that this will seal you in this mountain." ”

Chen Changsheng didn't answer because it didn't make sense.

There was no despair in his heart, or because it was meaningless.

His divine consciousness fell on the black stone bead, preparing to enter the Zhou Garden for temporary refuge.

He didn't know if the middle-aged scholar had the ability to directly break through the spatial barrier of Zhou Yuan - if he and Xu Yourong's original inference was right, this person had infiltrated Zhou Garden, then it was not safe for him to enter Zhou Yuan in front of the other party. But behind him is a cliff, and he has entered a desperate situation, so he has to try.

To his shock, or rather to his surprise, he was unable to enter the Zhou Garden through the black stone.

Nothing had changed, and he was still in front of the cliff of the Cold Mountain.

I don't know if it's because the Cold Mountain Heavenly Stone Great Array seals off all the space, or if the middle-aged scholar is strong enough to influence the laws of space at a close enough distance.

In short, he failed to enter Zhou Yuan and lost his last resort.

But he still didn't despair.

He raised the Innocent Sword, held the Tibetan edge sheath, and looked at the middle-aged scholar with a calm expression.

It was an enemy he couldn't defeat, but so what?

The middle-aged scholar's eyes showed an approving look and said, "You should know my purpose." ”

Chen Changsheng nodded.

The middle-aged scholar said: "I will eat you slowly with a heart that cherishes talents." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "I will leave the mountain magic sword for the last time, I will also burn the jade, Su Li's predecessor passed me a burning sword, I can burn myself to ashes." ”

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Ready to threaten me with death?" Although the fresh prey will taste better, I don't mind showing some mercy and killing you first. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "But you haven't killed me. ”

Yes, if the middle-aged scholar was really determined to kill him, whether he had a yellow paper umbrella, a thousand miles button, or that letter or not, he would already be dead.

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said expressionlessly: "In front of me, it is not so easy to die. ”

"I want to try. ”

In Xunyang City, when Wang Po faced Zhu Luo, he said these four words, and he wanted to try to see if he could stab Zhu Luo with a sword. Today in Hanshan, Chen Changsheng also said these four words, he wanted to try if he could burn himself to ashes before the other party.

Ten thousand swords whispered in their sheaths, ready for the final charge, the envelope clenched in their hands, ready to release the last sword at any moment.

True Yuan struggled to flow through the broken meridians, and the ocean of divine consciousness gave rise to a storm in preparation for the final burn.

He was really calm when it came to making this decision.

Of course, it is inevitable that there will be some reluctance.

He still has a lot of work to do.

......

......

Time passed slowly, the sword was still not unsheathed, he was not burning, he was still alive.

Not because the middle-aged scholar controlled his body, but because two people appeared in front of the cliff.

Two men walked out of the green vines on the cliffside.

One person was full of white hair, and his expression was a little nervous, especially when he looked at the middle-aged scholar, his eyes were full of fear. The other person had vicissitudes on his face, but he couldn't tell his age, he was wearing ordinary clothes, and his expression was very calm, as if he was just a tourist looking for scenery.

But he is certainly not an ordinary person.

Because when he appeared in the field, the middle-aged scholar no longer looked at Chen Changsheng, but at him.

Previously, on the banks of the mountain road stream, whether it was Liu Qing or Xiao De, or the old man Tianji's Cold Mountain Heavenly Stone Array, they couldn't really remove the middle-aged scholar's gaze towards Chen Changsheng, because the purpose of his departure from the Snow Old City after a thousand years was Chen Changsheng.

For middle-aged scholars, no one is more important than Chen Changsheng.

However, when he looked at the tourist-looking man, he looked so seriously.

The landscape on his face suddenly blurred, and then disappeared without a trace, revealing his true image.

Is this respect or vigilance? Is there anyone in the world who deserves his respect? Who needs his vigilance? Tianhai, Pope, or the White Emperor?

No, the tourist-looking man was obviously not one of the three saints.

But for the middle-aged scholar, he was far more worthy of his respect and vigilance than the three saints.

The cold wind whistled among the cliffs, and the night sky gradually cracked under the tearing of thousands of heavenly stones, still dim, and even a little miserable.

No one spoke for a long time, and the atmosphere between the cliffs seemed very eerie.

The middle-aged scholar and the tourist-looking man looked at each other silently, and gradually wind and thunder accumulated at the intersection of sights, and then gradually faded away, like flowing clouds.

Chen Changsheng knew that the situation had finally ushered in a turning point, just because of that tourist-like man, but who was this person?

He couldn't think of anyone in the world who could make a middle-aged scholar pay so much attention to him that he could temporarily let himself go, except for the Holy Empress Niangniang, His Majesty the Pope, and the White Emperor.

I don't know how long it took, the middle-aged scholar finally spoke, his voice was extremely emotional, and it could even be said to be sentimental: "You really didn't die." ”

The man smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty is not dead, how could I die." ”

The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said with pity: "But he still died after all." ”