Li Ji actually likes Yunhu City very much, it has nothing to do with the customs, what he likes is the vigorous and upward vitality of the young sword cultivators in this place, in this regard, Xuanyuan is not as good as Yunding, in Kunshan, the sword cultivators are more rigorous, more iron-blooded, and more devouring.

It is difficult to find one person among the thousands of sword cultivators in Yunding, but fortunately, Li Ji can also use the identity of Gu Yanzi to find people through the disciples of the shops in Yunhu to ward off evil spirits, and besides, Bai Shuang is no longer the high-spirited senior brother of Yunding at the beginning.

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In a dilapidated manor on the outskirts of Yunhu City, the white frost independent courtyard is as lonely as snow.

This manor is his last family property in the mortal world, and the rest, which can be sold and sold, has been turned into resources to impact the golden pill;

His footprints are all over the Thousand Islands, he accepts all the tasks that can earn spirit stones, and he participates in the excavation of all possible treasures, even so, without the support of the sect, he is still far from the resources needed to impact the Jindan, once upon a time, when he was infinitely beautiful, how could he have thought that he would fall to such a point one day!

The seed Gu who had high hopes for him suddenly died in that inexplicable Gu disaster, and he lost his last support because of the disaster of the pond fish, and now he is not only a problem of insufficient resources, but the most important thing is confidence, three consecutive failures have made him afraid of rushing through the normal path.

He can hold on to it until now and not give up, it is already considered determined, but he doesn't know how long he can hold on, he is one hundred and sixty years old this year, and it has been less than thirty years since the centrifugal monk's body began to decline, in these thirty years, does he still have a chance?

He knew that his current state of mind was very problematic, he hated, hated everyone, especially those who were once close to his fellow disciples, no one cared about him, most people regarded him as a stepping stone to build confidence; every time he returned to his own residence in Shanmen, there was always an endless provocation and sword fighting of the so-called rising star, and after defeating him, he did not forget to satirize his cowardly performance in Xuanyuan.

He really wanted to shout angrily, it was Li Ji! It was a blue sky crow! How much better could anyone be than him under the circumstances at that time? Is it a shame to retreat under the sword of a blue sky crow?

His problem is not in strength, but in confidence, too many setbacks have made his heart messy, he is not effective in fighting, he has no intention in cultivation, and he can't rush to the realm!

And all of this was rewarded to him by the supreme glory that had been given to him! What did he do wrong to let his master treat him like this, and not even give him a way to advance?

Not only is it just a master, but even Tiandao is full of hatred, he has fallen to the point of cultivating Gu and begging for pills, but Tiandao has made a big joke with him, and he even took back his heart Gu inexplicably, this thief, God, didn't even give him the chance to fall?

"The teacher is unfair! Heaven is unfair! Even if I die as a ghost, I will never let you go!"

White Frost roared in his throat, his eyes were blood-red, and his recent mood was becoming more and more unstable.

"Why don't you say that Xuanyuan Li is unfair? You must know that the beginning of your disaster is in Xuanyuan!"

A faint voice came from the side, Bai Shuang's heart was shocked, and he suddenly turned around, and found that dozens of feet away, in the hazy night, a young man in a suit was looking at him, this face had appeared countless times in the white frost dream, like a nightmare, through every day he fell from the altar.

"Li Ji! you dare to come!"

The white frost's beard was all open, and the flying sword stabbed at Li Ji like raindrops, as if he wanted to vent his decades of resentment in this rain of swords.

Li Ji stood still, letting the sword rain fall on his body, as if this was simply the spring rain, the flying sword of the heart-moving monk did not have any sword intent, and he couldn't even wear through his three-layer sword clothes, saying that the spring rain was a flying sword that exaggerated the white frost, at least, the spring rain could still drip on his body.

White frost is almost crazy, completely ignoring the huge disparity in strength, the huge sword roar shook the four fields, and all kinds of secret techniques in Yunding were used like a tide; don't worry that anyone will pay attention here, in Yunhu City, more than seventy percent of the ten monks are sword cultivators, and there are all kinds of sword fights for various reasons anytime and anywhere, at the same time as the white frost comes out of the sword, there are nearly 100 sword roars in Yunhu City, who will care about the movement of a dilapidated manor on the outskirts of the city?

A moment passed, and the mana of the White Frost Divine Soul after the outbreak was exhausted, his expression was exhausted, sweating like rain, he was paralyzed on the ground, crying and roaring bitterly, like a lone wolf in the wilderness,

There is nothing more desperate than being so weak in front of the enemy, not even hurting the other party's hair, not even seeing or touching the other party's back!

Li Ji's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, this is not worthy of sympathy, a monk like Bai Shuang, without the blow that Li Ji gave him in Xuanyuan, there would be other ups and downs waiting for him, since he didn't dare to stand up and roar after the death of his master, such a result was already doomed.

But then again, if he is really determined, he can't live now, the way of heaven is so cruel, either die or live cowardly, how to choose?

What disappointed Li Ji was that the current white frost obviously did not have a Gu in his body, otherwise he would not be disappointed to this point, which means that it is very likely that Hanjiang did not appear again.

"Didn't you plant Gu? Could it be that this still doesn't give you confidence?" Li Ji still asked.

Bai Shuang smiled miserably, "Gu? It's long gone, and it's been taken back by Heavenly Dao...... This thief is also working against me!"

Li Ji seduced: "Planting again, why don't you continue to plant? Don't you know how to find the person who planted the Gu?"

Bai Shuang looked at Li Ji and smiled weirdly,

"You're here to investigate the Gu Dao monks, right? What do you think I'm going to tell you based on our relationship?"

Shook his head again, "Forget it, in fact, my hatred for you is more like fear, and now, there are even more ...... What you said about Gu Dao, I have long been disconnected, the contact has disappeared without a trace, and no one has ever looked for me again, so I can't help you, believe it or not!

It's funny, my black history, the master doesn't know, but you, Xuanyuan's opponent, know everything about it, I'm very strange, I can't even look down on the master now, is there any value in making Xuanyuan pay attention?"

Li Jiding looked at him fixedly, "You are dissatisfied with Yunding! This is not good, without Yunding, you are afraid that you are nothing!"

Bai Shuang laughed, "I'm nothing anymore, what else is Yunding not Yunding? I want to be loyal to Bai Shuang, they are either ?someone or?"

Li Ji said softly: "Maybe, I can help you?"