The night is as cold as water, and only in such a night can we see how pure and immaculate the clear river is. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The stars scattered all over the sky are reflected in this long river, as if the entire starry sky can be contained by this river that is not too long and not too wide.

Next to such a pure and immaculate river, there is a dilapidated ancient temple, the ancient temple is also a lonely temple, there are only dense jungles on the left and right, these deep jungles make the ancient temple add a lot of antiquity and transcendence of the world, but also completely isolate it from the world, unable to participate in the love, hatred, joy, anger and sorrow of the world.

There are only a few yellow oil lamps still burning in the ancient temple, and under the monotonous Buddha statue, under the two bronze lotus ancient lamps, an ugly-looking monk is dressed in gray and sits cross-legged. His hands seemed very free, neither striking the wooden fish nor turning the beads.

The flame on the lotus lamp shook suddenly, and the black wooden door creaked and was pushed open.

The woodcutter who was chopping wood walked in with two loads of firewood on his back, unceremoniously occupied a corner of the ancient temple, took out a piece of multigrain bun and a small piece of dried meat from his bosom and chewed it.

The sound of eating and drinking did not seem to affect the silence of this ancient temple in the slightest, as if it had merged with the night.

"You're here!" said the ugly monk at last.

The woodcutter shook the crumbs off his body, gathered them all in his palm, and swallowed them in one gulp, before he replied, "Uncle Shi, you are looking for me, how can I not come?"

"Oh!" the ugly-faced monk replied lightly, and did not say anything more for a while. It was as if he didn't take the initiative to invite him, but the woodcutter himself came over with nothing to do.

The woodcutter took a sip of the turbid wine in the bamboo tube, belched contentedly, and patted his belly.

"The preparation is complete, and everything will come to an end... ”

The woodcutter sighed: "No matter what the result is, I only hope you don't make too much trouble, even if there is a Northern Heavenly King who collapses the heavens and makes up for the earth, the Northern Song Dynasty will not be able to bear one more Ten Thousand Immortal Tombs." What's more... ”

"Don't worry! not this time!" the ugly-faced monk folded his hands and nodded. The inexplicable meaning in his eyes rotated.

"Go ahead, and do as I tell you." ”

The end of the world, even in the middle of the night, is still full of people and brightly lit.

In the specially separated training ground, young martial artists were sweating and practicing their respective martial arts.

At this time, in the core hall of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, on the originally vacant main seat, there was a middle-aged man who was unkempt and even a little shabby.

This man was the woodcutter.

There are two rows of nineteen seats below, and the people in each seat are wearing costumes, the colors of the costumes are different, and the patterns on the clothes are also different. This represents their respective status and name, and is their most cherished face.

"Grandpa, calling you back this time is a major event related to our Ends of the World. "The first person on the lower left, wearing a purple robe, with a one-horned and three-legged dragon tattooed on the purple robe, he is the Heavenly King of the End of the World Pavilion Li Changho, and the biggest one in the World End Pavilion is him on weekdays.

"If you're talking about the Seven Treasures Ring of the God Operator, and you want to merge the three sects and get back to freedom, then don't speak. I can't handle this little thing well, so I just wipe my neck. "The woodcutter patted the chair, one foot on the chair, the other dangling, without any image.

Lee Chang-ho said with a smile: "We don't object to the merger of the three sects. Even if the god operator withstands the pressure of Shaolin and the beggar gang, and re-establishes himself and breaks his life, he is afraid that he will not be able to stay. With the group of people in Drum Mountain now, we don't care about it. At that time, it will be difficult to say who will have the final say in the new free faction. ”

"I'm waiting for grandpa to come back, but what I want to say is... ”

"Li Qiushui..."

"Is this true?"

"It's true! I can take you to see her right now, but she's not in a good state right now, and she's either dead or alive. We can't figure it out, so we call back our grandfather, and I want you to decide. Lee Chang-ho said.

"Lead the way!"

Just behind the Tianya Sea Pavilion, on a huge lake, in a circular water prison composed of turquoise water, a woman in white with a cloak of hair was sealed. She fiercely tore at the water prison with her claws, and the water prison was constantly torn open one by one. Around the lake, there were dozens of martial artists of the Law Realm who turned pale and tried their best to maintain the formation.

"How long have you been sealing her like this?" asked the woodcutter.

Li Changho said: "It's been ten days, and in ten days, we have seven masters of the Law Seal King who have been broken into the dantian, and more than thirty innate masters have been killed by the true qi she shoots. We can only hold out for a maximum of fifteen days. You must find a way to wake up Concubine Xia within fifteen days, otherwise... you will have to kill her. ”

Back then, Li Yuanhao once plundered the Central Plains and collected a lot of wealth and resources, all of which he hid in a hidden place, this secret place, and now only this Concubine Xia knows. If she dies, not only will we be deprived of this treasure, but there is no hope of recovery. The woodcutter vetoed.

"With my help, I can maintain the water prison array for three months. But it won't work for a long time! The power exerted in that way will exceed the upper limit, and the Northern Heavenly King will no longer sit idly by. The woodcutter said

"Then Grandpa has a way?" asked Lee Chang-ho in surprise.

"I don't, but there is a man who must have a way!" said the woodcutter.

"Who?" asked Lee Chang-ho quickly and urgently.

"Tianshan Tong!" said the woodcutter.

"Tianshan Tong's grandmother, will she save Concubine Xia? And Tianshan Tong's whereabouts are mysterious, I'm afraid it's hard to find... Lee Chang-ho said.

The woodcutter said: "The world doesn't know, don't we know that we are descendants of the Xia Kingdom? The dispute between the concubine and the grandmother Tong ended as early as a thousand years. Now I can't say that there are still some friendships among the same family. For the sake of the great cause, it is also appropriate to take some risks. And... I also know where Tianshan Tong's grandmother is now. ”

"Please show grandpa too!" said Lee Chang-ho hurriedly.

"Kunlun!"

Soon, a team composed of an internal and external integration, five law phases, more than 30 condensations, and hundreds of innate formations marched towards Kunlun, went through dangers, broke into Kunlun, and went to find the whereabouts of Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

It is also ingenious, although this team of people has repeatedly adventured after entering Kunlun. Even the only powerhouse of internal and external unity died on the road, only one of the five law phases remained, only three of the thirty or so condensation forms remained, and the innate members were even more dead. But he continued to be chased by fierce beasts and strange beasts, approaching the place where Tianshan Tong's grandmother was hiding in the cave.

On this day, Gu Chuanxia happened to come out of the cave, and wanted to come out to relax a little, looking for the feeling of 'I am the only one', and I saw a group of four people running towards him in embarrassment, and an ancient fierce bird named Crazy Bird was chasing behind him.

It is a descendant of the phoenix, dressed in colorful colors, very strange, in this Kunlun Mountain, even if it is an ordinary master of internal and external integration, it is not its opponent.

(To be continued.) )