The reason why Su Zimo did not leave Pingyang Town immediately was because he had to wait for Zhou Dingyun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If Zhou Dingyun returns to Pingyang Town and can't find Su Zimo, he will definitely shift the target to the Su family.

The edict of the Son of Heaven has a great deterrent effect on the vassal states, and it may not be useful for qi practitioners, not to mention the disciples of Bixia Palace, one of the five major sects.

Zhou Dingyun is not dead, and Su Zimo is not at ease to leave.

As Su Zimo said to Zhou Dingyun, from the moment I let you go, I knew that you would come back.

It's just that Su Zimo doesn't know when Zhou Dingyun will come back.

But he was willing to wait, Xu because he was not worried about Zhou Dingyun, and Xu because of his nostalgia and dependence on that mansion, the cultivation ground, and someone.

This is half a year.

In the past six months, Su Zimo did not rush to cultivate the fourth chapter of the Twelve Demon Canons of the Great Wilderness, but continued to cultivate the first three chapters of body quenching, easy tendons, and bone forging, strengthening the physical body, and continuing to refine the sealed essence of the Red Flame Fruit in his body.

Su Zimo's realm has improved significantly, and the first three articles are close to Dacheng.

In his spare time, Su Zimo also trains archery in the training ground.

Being able to pierce the heart with more than a dozen arrows is also the result of half a year of hard practice in archery.

After killing Zhou Dingyun, Su Zimo no longer had any reason to stay in Pingyang Town, but he felt a little inexplicably lost in his heart.

Su Zimo returned to the mansion and stood at the door, looking at the peach tree not far away, his eyes were confused, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time.

The dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight was like water, and the peach blossoms were falling, just like that night two years ago, but the Yiren were not there.

Su Zimo recalled a poem he once read, in this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were red, the human face was gone, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze.

When he was a teenager, Su Zimo didn't understand the artistic conception of these four poems.

And now, Su Zimo is nineteen years old, and the youth has gradually disappeared from his face, and he finally realizes the melancholy of being a person.

Su Zimo can never forget that it was that night, when he was most frustrated, confused, and helpless, that a woman stood in the falling peach blossoms and took him into practice.

Su Zimo smiled, stretched out his hands, and slowly closed the door of the mansion.

The closed door locked not only this mansion, but also an incomparably precious memory of Su Zimo.

Only when you reunite with that person will this door of memory open.

Su Zimo was looking forward to that day.

After a long time, when the night receded, Su Zimo took a deep breath, his eyes returned to clarity, he took out a map of animal skins from his arms, carefully distinguished them, and strode in one direction.

Behind him, a ray of light broke through the mist.

The sun is rising.

A new day begins.

......

In the southwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a region that is extremely famous nearby.

There is a heavy fog shrouded here all the year round, and from a distance, it seems to be wrapped in countless unpredictable clouds, ethereal and dusty, not like the world.

Someone with good deeds breaks into the fog and wants to find out, and it won't be long before they're back where they are.

Over time, the nearby villagers also realized that this was a place where immortals lived, and mortals could not approach it.

Every year, in the thick fog, there will be a few days, you can faintly see a section of mountain peaks, towering into the clouds, majestic atmosphere.

At this time, the nearby villagers will kneel in the direction of the mountain peak, praying for good weather and good health this year.

On this day, a scholar in a green shirt came here.

It is not accurate to say that he is a scholar.

This person looks delicate, but he has a long knife tied around his waist and a blood-colored bow on his shoulder, and this dress is quite unusual.

This scholar in green shirts is not an outsider, it is Su Zimo who left Pingyang Town.

Ji Yaoxue guessed correctly, Su Zimo really wanted to worship the Ethereal Peak.

On the one hand, the Ethereal Peak looks mysterious in Ji Yaoxue's eyes, and there must be something extraordinary.

On the other hand, Ethereal Peak is the closest to Yan Kingdom, and if something happens, Su Zimo can also rush back as soon as possible.

It's just that on the map, the Ethereal Peak is only marked with an approximate location, and Su Zimo came here and was in the fog, but he couldn't find the location of the Ethereal Peak.

Su Zimo walked for a day, and walked back to the same place several times, without a clue.

In this fog, the line of sight was blocked, the visibility was extremely low, and with Su Zimo's eyesight, he could only see a position ten meters away.

It's like a labyrinth, going around in the fog but not finding an exit.

"Quirky. ”

Su Zimo returned to his place, looked at the fog not far in front of him, frowned and pondered.

Ji Yaoxue once said to him that if you want to enter the Ethereal Peak, it is much more difficult than other sects, not only depends on whether a person has a spiritual root, the level of the spiritual root, and other levels, even many high-level qi practitioners cannot worship it.

However, this is also where Ethereal Peak attracts Su Zimo.

If it is like Bixia Palace, recruiting disciples only depends on the quality of the spiritual root, such a sect is not surprising in Su Zimo's eyes.

"It seems that if you want to worship the Ethereal Peak, it really takes a lot of effort. ”

Su Zimo vaguely guessed that the fog in front of him might be the first level to worship the Ethereal Peak.

If you can't pass this level, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the real Ethereal Peak, let alone worship the sect.

Seeing that it was getting late, Su Zimo planned to find a place to rest for the night, think about how to break the situation, and make plans tomorrow morning.

The fog in front of you must be famous, and a tendon is definitely not the way.

There is a small village not far from here, where women are preparing dinner, strong men are returning from chopping wood, hunters are carrying their prey home, two old men are squatting at the entrance of the village, playing with a chessboard in front of them, and children are chasing and playing in the village.

A scene of joy.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo felt a burst of warmth, smiled, and walked quickly towards the village.

"Uncle, in Xia Su Zimo, Yan Guoren, there is no place to stay tonight, I wonder if I can spend the night here?" Su Zimo came to the entrance of the village, looked at the two old men who were playing against each other, bowed down and asked.

The two old men seemed to be immersed in the game and could not be distracted.

Su Zimo coughed lightly and asked again.

The two old men still did not speak, each holding a chess piece, staring intently at the chessboard, occasionally dropping a piece, with a solemn expression.

Su Zimo was a little embarrassed.

The two old men did not respond, and Su Zimo rushed into the village, looking a little impolite.

Su Zimo smiled and was about to turn around and leave.

With his ability, with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the paving, he can spend the night anywhere.

The reason why I wanted to live in this village was just because in this village, Su Zimo felt the long-lost fireworks in the world, which was very warm.

Su Zimo was about to leave, when his gaze inadvertently fell on the chessboard of the two old men, and gradually froze.

This game of chess is very intense, the two sides are in a stalemate, every time you lose a piece, the slightest mistake, you will lose the whole game.

Su Zimo thought that there was nothing to do, so it was better to watch this game of chess before leaving, so he stood aside and watched the game.