Hearing that familiar laughter, Lingchen didn't have time to react, lowered his head, but suddenly saw a golden fist piercing through his chest, and countless cracks with brilliant golden light spread from the fist penetration, almost crawling all over his entire body that was still merging.

The familiar voice leaned close to his ear, chuckling and whispering to him.

"Master, this time, it's finally not the wedding dress I made for you. ”

"The apprentice has always been very afraid, very afraid, very afraid that one day even my little life will be taken away by you, Master. ”

"Now...... I finally don't have to be afraid. ”

The clear voice sighed long behind his ears, full of emotion, praise and relief.

Lingchen's whole body trembled violently, as if he wanted to break free from that fist, but the golden light on that fist spread countless golden lines throughout his body like life, and even spread across his face and neck, freezing him in place.

"Master, you don't have to try to break free. The Golden Light Mantra is a medium-grade secret technique, and you can't learn it if you don't have such a high talent as me. With the body that you don't have at the peak of the Yi Erda Sutra now, it is impossible to break free. ”

The Lingchen Immortal's eyes were red and stared directly at the wind and snow in front of him, but he couldn't even turn his head to look at the rebel who killed the master behind him, only a muddy and insignificant muffled sound rolling in his throat.

"Master, you don't have to talk so hard anymore, what you want to say, in fact, the disciples can know. ”

"You want to ask me why I didn't die, why I stayed here waiting for you. You may still think about luck in your heart, this rebel has always been dull and careless, maybe he will accidentally let you go this time. ”

Yi Yi, who has always been like an incompetent silent man, said sarcastically in his ear at this time, and the corners of his mouth raised like a cunning and smug fox.

"I am the disciple who has followed you for the longest time, of course I know that Master, you must be hiding a trick to save your life, and besides, Master, you pretend to be dead and pretend to be so vivid, you can still live even if your body is broken. As a disciple, although I am not as profound as my master, it is still possible to pretend to be dead and deceive a woman from a pseudo-eleventh floor. ”

"Finally, Master, don't worry. I'm not going to be like that silly boy who just split your body in half with a sword. According to my relationship with Master, I have to at least crush your bones and scatter your ashes to be worthy of Master's teachings for so many years!"

Yi Yi's smiling voice seemed to carry a chill deeper than the heavy snow around him.

His golden right fist that passed through the body of the Lingchen Immortal slowly rotated, and at this moment, those golden lines completely spread and covered the entire body of the Lingchen Immortal.

Yi Yi suddenly shook his fist.

Countless dazzling golden lights cut and bloomed from every inch of the skin on the Lingchen Immortal's body, and Lingchen was unable to move his body from beginning to end, and when he said a word, the body that was still half waxy was shocked into countless pieces.

Yi Yi lowered his body, carefully picked out the smallest fragment from those fragments, held it in the palm of his hand, and then strode away.

But a moment later, he returned.

On the snowy wilderness, an extremely huge fire was lit, and Yi Yi stood in front of the fire, his eyes staring at the dazzling firelight, until the two bodies of the Lingchen Immortal were completely burned clean in the firelight, and he closed his eyes.

He lay on his back on all fours on the snow, accompanied by a fire, and the remains of his brother and master who had lived with him for many years were burned in the fire, but he was a little ridiculous...... I felt the peace and relaxation that I hadn't felt for a long time.

He felt the only piece of wax corpse clenched in his hand.

If that old ghost didn't deceive people, this should be a piece, and he could find the clue of the first-level bounty of the Duty Division - the Martial Artist of the Twelve Floors of the Broken Martial Dao.

With his own Wheel Sea realm, past exploits, and this valuable clue, he should be able to take over the old ghost in charge of the Canglan County General Duty Division.

That should be in exchange for a new few years of quiet days.

But how many days can this kind of quiet day be pure and pure? The old ghost has also been forced to be extremely difficult by the high-ranking monks all these years.

What about the sea of wheels? There is a Tongyuan on it, a spirit on the Tongyuan, a spirit on the sky, and a heaven on the spirit...... It is a dangerous path with no end to the layers of exploitation.

It's desperate, it's hard to climb, but you have to climb because if you don't climb you risk losing everything.

"The heyday of the era, the unprecedented era of cultivating immortals, the world of great contention. The Great Controversy. Yi Yi closed his eyes and repeated the last word softly.

Lying in the blizzard, he was soon covered in snow, and the raging fire next to him had burned out, leaving only the ashes that were billowing with green smoke.

......

The topography of Longling is indeed as the old beggar said in the conversation, the terrain is extremely steep and complex, especially in the cold winter of heavy snow, Ye Mingke raised his eyes and looked around, feeling that the world was all white, and he couldn't distinguish the direction at all.

But the old beggar who walked in front and the woman with a heavy sword walked extremely fast, and Ye Mingke needed to run with all his strength to be able to barely follow the two of them.

Without the two of them stopping to make their way, they found a way to climb over a snowy ridge in the seemingly identical snow.

Often Ye Mingke felt that there was no road ahead, and there were almost mountains rising from the ground to block all space, but as the old beggar and Liu Xi walked, they could always find gaps in the peaks, and some gaps were just a glimmer of heaven between the confrontation between the two peaks, and they couldn't be found at all if they didn't get close.

Sometimes they don't walk on the ground at all, but go around the ground, walking in the intricate and winding caves underground, which are very deep and wide, and some of the cave walls are shining with colorful luster, as beautiful as a fairyland.

Ye Mingke, who had seen so many strange landforms for the first time, even though his body was very tired from the trek, still widened his eyes and curiously admired these scenery that was impossible to see in the town.

On the first day, they traveled hundreds of miles, penetrating the uninhabited mountains.

At night, the old beggar and the woman took the lead in stopping in a valley, and Ye Mingke, who was carrying Qiaoqiao on his back, also stopped with them. The two groups lit two fires at a distance of more than ten feet.

The night was silent, and the two groups of people who had eaten the food watched the fire in silence. In the deep mountains of winter, all beasts are extinct, except for the crackling sound of flames, so quiet that even a needle can be heard.

"Boy, if I teach you martial arts, will you learn it?"

In the silence, the old beggar suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ye Mingkedao, who was more than ten feet away.

"If I agree, will my predecessors want me to promise to bear the burden of the world?" Ye Mingke raised his eyes and said slowly.

"Of course. The old beggar's voice was filled with anger.

"That kid can't learn. Because I didn't dare say yes. I can't afford that burden. ”

Ye Mingke looked at the old beggar's angry pupils, but he still shook his head firmly, and said solemnly.

He still remembered what Jian Jiu had told him, keeping promises, not only must you keep your promises, but also don't make promises lightly. Especially things you might not be able to do on your own.

He didn't have the ability, nor the thought, to take on such a heavy load. Then don't give anyone false hope from beginning to end.

"Hmph. No guts, no responsibility. ”

The old beggar turned his head angrily, but quickly turned to look at Ye Mingke and said coldly.

"Then if I hit you, do you dare to fight back?"

"Don't dare. The senior has a kindness to me, how dare the kid offend?" Ye Mingke was a little surprised, but replied calmly.

"Hmph, don't you dare, then you don't dare to fight back, do you dare to hide?"

"Live up to the hopes of the seniors, if the seniors think that beating me can dissipate their anger, the kid is willing to be punished. Ye Mingke said with a serious gaze.

"Oh, then I want to beat you to death directly? How dare you?" The old beggar looked at Ye Mingke angrily, and the momentum surging on his body was unexpectedly full of killing intent.

Ye Mingke's skin felt the approach of the killing intent, and he couldn't help but tense his whole body, and his clear and bright pupils looked at the old beggar, and said equally seriously.

"Ming Ke is very heavy and can't leave his life here. Moreover, a man is born between heaven and earth, and there is no reason for him to be killed. ”

"Then I'd like to see if you're a man?"

Before the old beggar's words fell, the bonfire in front of Ye Mingke suddenly exploded into a brilliant flame, and the old beggar's punch had already blown away the flames in front of Ye Mingke, and the pupils reflecting the fire in Ye Mingke's body continued to expand.

"Bang"

Ye Mingke crossed his hands and resisted the old beggar's punch with all his might, but he was still hit backwards by this punch and penetrated dozens of feet of wind and snow.

He stared at the ashes scattered in the sky and the unburned bonfire, the old beggar stepped forward, straight in front of him, maintaining a quaint fist fight, punching forward.

Ye Mingke just saw clearly, "bang" The old beggar had already stepped through the wind and snow again, and another punch was directly forced in front of Ye Mingke.

It's just that this time the punch is different from the last time, it is bottom-up, and the punch is a hook.

Along with the sharp fist, there was also a cold killing intent, which made Ye Mingke's whole body tremble with cold hair, he opened his spiritual eyes, and pressed down with both hands to resist this sharp punch, but he was still forced to jump up and retreat by the fist.

What's more, when the old beggar punched, Aru was on his back, and Ye Mingke quickly took out the cloth rope in the air and tied Aru firmly to himself.

"Boom"

Ye Mingke fell on the snow, his legs bowed slightly, raised his eyes to look at the old beggar in front of him, and said coldly: "If the seniors make a move, just come to me alone, don't hurt the child." ”

"You want to protect people, but do you have the strength?"

The old beggar did not pause, rushed across the snow, his body jumped slightly, and a punch fell from above, and the fist collapsed.

Although Ye Mingke's spiritual eye could clearly capture the trajectory of the old beggar's punch, even if he couldn't prevent the old beggar, it was not a simple fist with much strength, and he was knocked back again and again in the wind and snow.

Ye Mingke didn't dare to stay any longer, and relied on his instinctive fighting instinct and strong physique to shoot with all his might.

Because the cold killing intent on the old beggar forced him to go all out instinctively, and because he was carrying it, he didn't want her to be hurt in the slightest.

But the old beggar didn't use more strength than Ye Mingke, and with a few simple and quaint boxing fights in the heavy snow, Ye Mingke had almost no strength to fight back, and it was extremely difficult to support.

Having always fought only by instinct, it was the first time that he had seen the power of skill so deeply.