Song Yixing sat dumbfounded with Jiang Yun in his arms, he couldn't feel the pain in his body at all at this moment, and the pain in his heart had exceeded the pain in his body several times. There is also a special fear in his heart now, he clearly feels that Jiang Yun's body is slowly getting colder, he has no choice, he can only hold Jiang Yun's body hard, this seems to be able to cool down more slowly. The sun gradually sank in the west, one day, two days Song Yixing hugged Jiang Yun like this, sitting in a daze and refusing to let go.

Jiang Ming stood upright and made a reef next to him, and he was also motionless, but he faintly had a kind of fairy wind and bone temperament, which was very sacred.

"No!" Song Yixing cried: "I don't believe it, how can there be monks in this world?"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and a hint of joy leaked from his face: "Since there are monks, there must be gods, and gods can save Yun'er, right?" Song Yixing looked at Jiang Ming and said.

Jiang Ming said lightly: "Gods, what are gods?"

Song Yixing was extremely disappointed after hearing this, and he asked, "How could it not be?"

"In the eyes of mortals, we are gods, but in fact, monks are just mortals who have some kind of power. ”

"Mortal?" Song Yixing sneered with tears in his eyes.

In his opinion, the monk is definitely beyond the realm of mortals, as can be seen from the power that the monk can control. However, he thinks that this seems to be a little worse than the immortals, so he thinks that Jiang Yun can still be saved.

Song Yixing is a person who pursues strength, and he also wants to have the power that can destroy the world, but she also thinks that Jiang Ming is so powerful, can't he also be able to protect Jiang Yun? He can't even protect his own relatives, so what's the use of having strong power? Thinking of this, he has another question, what is the use of cultivation?

Thinking of this, Song Yixing questioned Jiang Ming: "Why didn't you save Yun'er before those people made a move?"

Jiang Ming was silent at this moment, he didn't answer.

Song Yixing hugged Jiang Yun and sneered: "Hehe! The emperor is right! A very majestic name, it sounds like an extremely strong man! But what's the use? Seeing your relatives die and not come to the rescue, you are a complete coward!"

Jiang Mingren was silent, he lowered his head, and his temperament was completely different from that of killing those Yin Sect cultivators. Now he is just an old man who has lost his loved ones, an old man who has tasted the pain of a white-haired person and a black-haired person. His figure is even smaller and more rickety, and it seems that he will soon go with Jiang Yun.

Song Yixing realized that he was talking too much, and he said, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that!"

Jiang Ming took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I'm a coward!" I killed Yun'er!" After speaking, he walked over and gently stroked Jiang Yun's cheek, his face full of guilt. He said softly: "Yun'er, it's grandpa who is sorry for you, don't worry, someone will avenge you." ”

After speaking, Jiang Ming looked at Song Yixing and continued, "Are you willing to cultivate with me?"

Song Yixing had long expected that he would say this, if he had agreed without hesitation before, but now he hesitated, what is the use of cultivation, it is just to provoke more enemies, and when the time comes, not only will he be in danger, but also his relatives and friends around him will be in danger.

Thinking about this, Song Yixing said: "Forget it! What's the use of cultivating? I still have relatives and friends, and I don't want to bring danger to them!"

Jiang Ming said: "No, you have to become stronger, I want you to avenge Yun'er!"

"Hehe! You're so strong, why don't you go by yourself?" Song Yixing smiled indifferently.

"I have more important things to do. ”

Song Yixing asked: "What can be more urgent than avenging one's relatives?"

Jiang Ming sighed: "That's it, it's okay if you don't cultivate, just live a peaceful life on this island, I will put a layer of enchantment, no one can find here." But Yun'er and I looked at the wrong person!"

Song Yixing looked at Jiang Yun in his arms, his heart was like a knife, in fact, it was false to say that he didn't want revenge, he wanted to completely destroy the Yin Sect. In fact, even if Jiang Ming went to take revenge alone, he would leave a knot in his heart.

"I agree to cultivate. However, after I have cultivated, I will have to visit my hometown first. Song Yixing said.

"Good!"

Although Jiang Ming replied like this, in fact, there was one more important thing he didn't say, that is, Song Yixing couldn't go back.

At this moment, what Song Yixing had to accept was Jiang Yun's departure, but there was no way, he couldn't save Jiang Yun now, it should be said that he couldn't bring Jiang Yun back to life.

Jiang Ming looked at the back mountain, with a wave of his hand, the cliff trembled, the mountain rock collapsed, and suddenly, a cave appeared under the cliff.

This cave was carved out by Jiang Ming with great mana. Jiang Ming said to Song Yixing: "Put Yun'er in! Let her have a good place to go." ”

Song Yixing nodded a little reluctantly, and walked in with Jiang Yun in his arms, at this moment he still couldn't accept the reality that Jiang Yun had left. He walked in in a trance with Jiang Yun in his arms.

At the end of the long walkway was a stone chamber, which had just been carved out, so it was very simple, and there was only one stone bed in the middle of the empty stone chamber.

Song Yixing gently put Jiang Yun's jade body on it, he thought that he had to give Jiang Yun a warm place to live, so he found a lot of cherry blossoms to decorate it in between. Jiang Mingdao didn't stop him, let him do it.

A day later, on the Pingding Mountain, Jiang Ming and Song Yixing sat cross-legged.

Jiang Ming said solemnly: "Since you want to cultivate, you must understand what cultivation is. ”

Song Yixing also heard it quietly.

"Cultivation is a process of continuous self-strengthening. ”

Song Yixing interrupted: "Isn't that the same as practicing martial arts?"

"Let's just say that!" Jiang Ming replied, "Martial arts practice can be said to be the lowest level of cultivation, and the cultivation I am talking about is the cultivation of entering the body with the aura of heaven and earth, or comprehending the rhyme of heaven and earth, refining oneself, and achieving self-improvement." This is just an approximation, and some things are specific and subtle. You will be able to experience it in the future. ”

Song Yixing also knew that this would not be something that could be finished in two sentences. So he didn't plan to know so clearly now.

Jiang Ming said: "You said you wanted to go home, let me tell you the truth, you can't go back." ”

"What?" Song Yixing asked with some differences.

"Hehe!" Jiang Ming chuckled, "I read part of your memories and know where you came from, the world you are in is completely different from this world, the place you came from, let me tell you straight, you will never go back." ”

Song Yixing was a little surprised: "When did you read my memory?"

"Don't be surprised that you are not a monk, it is very easy for a monk to probe your memories. ”

Song Yixing suddenly had a very bad feeling, this feeling of being able to be seen through at any time is really bad.

"There are some things that I tell you are a little troublesome, so let's do it," Jiang Ming pointed at Song Yixing's eyebrows.