The autumn wind blew, the sea rushed, and the two swords were pushed up by the waves.

Yang Hejiu waved his hand at the sea and bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Dean He." ”

There are only so many top powerhouses in this world, and the top one is He San. So even if he didn't see anyone, he thought that no one could do the picture just now except for He San.

In addition to the realm of heaven and man, except for He three years.

Like Lin Pinggui, this is Yang Hejiu's self-confidence, although he consumes a lot, he also has enough confidence in the two swords just now.

And after Lin Pinggui threw that punch at the west gate of Sifang City, he began to think that He Sanxian had appeared, also because of self-confidence.

It's not that no one in the world can stop that punch, these two swords, but they all believe that it is impossible to be stopped so easily.

The moths put out the fire and there was a burning sound.

If the two of them were moths, then only He Sannian would be the scorching fire, and the moths would not have a trace of crackling sound from the terrifying high temperature.

In fact, since He Sannian became the only powerhouse in this world, he has never made a move, and no one-man battle with thousands of troops has been heard in the ears of the world. Most people also don't know much about his strength, and people agree with his strength just because he is the only one.

There is a big difference between one and the only one, even if it is Bi Siqian, as long as he is a great cultivator of the Upper Three Realms, he can be called one of the top powerhouses in this world, even if he has just stepped into the ranks of the Upper Three Realms for a short time.

And there is only that one, and there is no second one in the world.

For example, Wangshu Building, for example, Ji Dongli. The world can't find the second Wangshu Tower, and the second Sword Saint can't be found.

But these are all recognized by the world, but He Sannian does not need these so-called recognitions at all.

Yang Hejiu couldn't see what was going on, because it happened inside the young man's body, his perception could no longer penetrate into it, and the two were only one step apart, but it seemed to be a world apart.

Xu Changan's perception is much clearer.

Even so, he couldn't confirm whether the two water columns just now had touched him, they looked extremely real and incomparably illusory, this feeling was very conflicting, and Xu Changan was now a little skeptical that he had a dream.

But the constant pain in his body was telling him that it was not a dream.

It's real, it's more real than real gold.

He must have died, and he had heard from the adults in the city that some were destined to go to hell when they died.

Although I don't know what kind of horror hell is, there are always unclear explanations in the various books I have been exposed to since I was a child, and all the explanations tell the teenager only two words, that is, pain.

The experiences in the city taught the boy that there is no such pain in the world, and that this pain should not belong to the world.

It was painful to go to hell, so he thought he must have been to hell by now.

The physical pain and mental pain are mixed together to bring suffering to the teenager.

It hurts, it hurts.

Tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes, he didn't understand why he ended up in hell, but he really couldn't hold on.

The fear of death in his heart had just been filled by the dazzling bright moon, and he originally thought that he was fearless.

But that bright moon has long since fled, and even those fears are unwilling to return to themselves, and now all that is left is pain.

Yang Hejiu came to Xu Changan and stretched out his left hand, but found that he couldn't get in at all, as if there was an invisible barrier separating each other.

The separation of this line is like the separation of yin and yang.

It's so strong!

Yang Hejiu stretched out his right hand and looked down at the only index finger.

No more hesitation, stab forward in an instant!

The clothes shook and fluttered, and the black hair, which was unusually neat even after the battle just now, instantly spread back.

The index finger began to bleed, and an imperceptible crack appeared in the invisible barrier, a gap the size of a needle in the sea.

But for the young man, Yang Hejiu's action is very important, his expression is no longer so painful, and it is quiet.

The embankment of thousands of miles collapsed in the anthill, this is not a levee, and Yang Hejiu is not the circle of termites.

A helpless sigh sounded between heaven and earth, and Yang Hejiu couldn't hear where the voice came from. I only knew that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and that index finger began to tremble slightly.

Xu Changan is no longer like falling into hell, he seems to have come to a bare grassland, walking on the barren land, and there is an equally bare mountain in front of him that is slowly pouring down unstoppably.

All of this is a reminder to the teenager that it should still be autumn.

The falling rocks kept hitting the ground under his feet, like meteors falling, and the young man closed his eyes when he saw this, and quickly squatted down with his head in his hands to protect his important parts.

No one would be willing to be stoned to death.

After a long time, he realized that there was no pain from his imagination, and there was no strong squeezing sensation from his head being squashed, his limbs being crushed and then smashed deep into the dirt.

He first opened his eyes, looked down at his body, and saw that there was no harm, and then slowly stood up, looking at the image in disbelief.

The falling rocks quickly pierced his body and struck the ground.

Dream?

He clearly saw that the ground under his feet was beginning to be full of holes, and every hole was a real injury in the young man's body, but he couldn't feel it.

The wild grass on the ground was smashed deep into the ground, and the grass roots were unwilling to burn. The boulder that pressed against the barren grass disappeared in an instant, leaving only the shocking devastation.

After the boulder disappeared, the huge pit began to have the sound of water, the young man lay on the edge of the pit and looked inside carefully, only to find that it was not water, but blood, Xu Changan's own blood, he knew that these sores were wounds inside his body.

It's just a rockfall, but what if the whole mountain falls?

Even the powerhouses of the Heavenly and Human Realm would face the risk of being seriously injured and falling into the realm, so Yang Hejiu would thank him for the shot just now.

The price of this is too great, as the Dean of the Spirit Academy said, this time, there is no more Divine Journey Realm in the world.

But the injury has already been caused, even if it is really He San's help Xu Changan to hold the mountain, the old injuries caused by these falling rocks will make this young man unable to move anymore, this problem Xu Changan is not clear, but Yang Hejiu is very clear, but the most important thing now is to save his life first.

The person who wanted to make a move thought the same way.

Xu Changan clearly remembered that when he was in the city before, he had heard that Mr. Storyteller had said that there was an unknown mountain as a pillar supporting the sky, and when the pillar fell, the sky fell.

The exaggerated words in the mouth of the storyteller can always fool some children to give up the money they used to buy sugar gourds to ask for the next breakdown.

Looking at the storyteller's spittle, his teeth and claws, it was as if he had gone up and hit the pillar of heaven, which seemed very real to the ignorant teenagers.

But Xu Chang'an has never believed in these, the reason is very simple, since you said that the pillar of heaven fell, why didn't the sky fall?

It was only now that Xu Changan had to believe it.

Although the mountain in his body is not used to support the sky, if he is knocked down, it is no less than the sky falling for an individual, and there are still tall people on top of the sky when the sky falls, and if the mountain collapses, he has to carry it himself, how can he not bear it?

What else?

The biggest disaster is that the sky is falling, and when Xu Changan was desperate, there seemed to be an extra pillar in his body.

It was as if a pillar had fallen from the sky and stabbed into the mountain!

Throughout!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and all this happened extremely real, so that the boy gradually began to believe that it was true.

The successive changes are simply unacceptable to a teenager, first suspecting that he has come to hell, and then feeling as if he is having an extremely real dream, and now he actually finds out that all this Tema is real?!

Being able to react quickly was completely the last time Bi Siqian shot at him, he had seen that mountain.

Although the mountain in front of him was a little bald compared to that time, the shape still hadn't changed much, as Lin Pinggui and Bi Siqian said, the mountain in his body was too tall.

It's so big that after all this time, it still maintains its general appearance.

Xu Changan found that he was a little unstable on his feet, and there was no pain, and his heart instantly began to be filled with fear.

Although he was afraid, he didn't think about fleeing quickly, and his small body ran towards the mountain with his small body facing the falling rocks above his head, trying to use his weak strength to hold on to the mountain.

The autumn wind began to blow, not that the boy saw that the wind blew the surrounding grass, the whole land was barren, and the cold autumn wind could not blow the grass roots that were smashed into the ground and were silently burning, but the boy really felt that the autumn wind was blowing towards him.

Xu Changan's forward movement stopped instantly, since he couldn't feel the pain, why could he feel the existence of the autumn wind?

Suddenly, the boy rolled on the ground with his stomach clutched, and the moment before the autumn wind blew, he felt as if a stream of blood had sprayed on his face, and he was sure that it was not his own blood.

The autumn wind blew on his body like a knife, burrowed into his bones, and peeled off the bone marrow inch by inch, but he still insisted on standing up, trembling step by step towards the mountain.

Because he now knows he's alive.

There are so many things he can do to live, he can catch more fish, he can find people to exchange those fish for some copper plates, and then he can use the savings that he has slowly saved up to exchange for bigger fishing nets, and he can catch bigger fish in exchange for more money.

After he has enough savings, he can also go to the capital, go to his own Lao Tzu and ask him why he ran away alone, he can also ask the name of the girl in red, and even take the black sword to Chang'an City to determine whether his real surname is Li.

But these are secondary.

There are many things that can be done in life, and the first thing to do is to live first.