"Boom!"

On the top of the snow-roofed ice rock, Ji's clear body suddenly writhed strangely, and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly due to pain.

Mr. Big's eyes flashed, and he whispered, "Tang Yu, Hugh is going to hurt this child!" The two fingers of his right hand curled up and pinched the seal, and then pressed towards Ji Cheng's eyebrows.

Ji's clear eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of originally dark eyes glowed with a strange dark red blood, blazing and rich to pierce Mr. Big's eyes.

"Duh!" Mr. Big snorted, and the magic seal turned in front of him, and a cloud of blood mist came out of it.

Seeing this, Lin Yin's sword eyebrows were raised, and he was eager to try it on the side.

"Don't move. Mr. Big stopped Lin Yin, stared at Ji Cheng's face and said, "Brother Tang, we haven't seen each other for thirty years, right?"

Tang Yu's voice came out of Ji Cheng's clear mouth and said: "Since the farewell of the Ten Holy Wars in Taigu Mountain, the sky and the south have flickered for thirty years, do you still remember the old man?"

Mr. Big looked at Ji's clear eyebrows, and his expression softened and said, "More Brother Tang to fulfill this child." ”

Tang Yu said without appreciation: "Why does the old man need you to thank him, it's just a whim." Your cultivation seems to have faded a lot compared to the Ten Holy Wars, so you haven't recovered from that battle yet?

Mr. Big bowed slightly and said: "I'm ashamed to say that I was disturbed, and I only retreated back when I arrived at Biluochuan." ”

Tang Yu chuckled and said, "You stay in the ice field all the year round, are you unwilling?"

Mr. Big said lightly: "Could it be that Brother Tang is really willing?"

Tang Yu was silent for a long time, and said: "On that day, I joined forces with Bei Laiyin and Baishi Zhenren to cross the Biluo River and reach the Immortal Land, but we encountered a necromantic storm and sank into the sand. The old man desperately broke through with the help of Bei Laiyin and Shiraishi Zhenren, and relied on the protection of the anti-heavenly wheel to escape a wisp of remnant soul. ”

Mr. Big said movingly: "It turns out that there is really an immortal land!"

Tang Yu sneered: "What if there is? If you can't get through, it will be empty after all." ”

The two of them were silent in unison, each thoughtful.

After a long time, Tang Yu said: "We saw a white tower in the Immortal Land, maybe it was the legendary ferry port to the other side. It's a pity that in the process of approaching the White Tower, he encountered a necromantic storm and had no chance to enter the tower to investigate. ”

Mr. Big took a deep look and said, "Thank you." ”

"Your cultivation and wisdom have always been admired, and you are much more clever than us just by planning and then taking this step. I hope you can enter the White Tower, and forget it, but the unfulfilled wish of your old friend. ”

Mr. Big nodded and said, "If I can enter the White Tower, I should sing a long song for Brother Tang, Brother Bei, and Baishi Zhenren." ”

Tang Yu laughed and said: "You don't have to sing, you can burn some paper money to feel warm." ”

He glanced at Lin Yin, and then said, "Brother Yu, you have accepted two good apprentices. ”

Mr. Big smiled indifferently and said: "The torch is passed down from generation to generation, so that he can travel far away without worrying." ”

Tang Yu sighed: "Why didn't I think of these when I left? Bei Laiyin thought of it, and left his life's learning under the heart of Beihai Wanzhangbo, waiting for the mantle to be passed on. ”

Mr. Big's expression moved, and he ordered: "Lin Yin, haven't you thanked Mr. Tang yet?"

Tang Yu said "hey" and said: "Okay, you Yu Tianzhi, the old man's unintentional words have become a blessing for your disciples, and everything on your plate has become a dish." Maybe I should borrow flowers to offer Buddha-"

He stretched out his right index finger and gently touched Lin Yin's eyebrows: "Little baby, the old man Daibei brother accepts you as the heir to the mantle." When you have cultivated to the realm of the sea and waves, you can go to Beihai to follow the map and receive the inheritance of the Sword Master!"

Lin Yin's heart was blessed, and he knelt on his knees and bowed respectfully to Tang Yu three times and nine times.

Tang Yu laughed loudly, and Mr. Big saw that the blood in Ji Cheng's eyes was gradually dissipating, and sighed: "Brother Tang, are you leaving?"

Tang Yu laughed endlessly and said: "When you go, when you go—an autumn wind comes without a trace, and it is already full of golden cinnamon branches!"

Mr. Big nodded, took out a jade flute from his cuff and put it to his lips and blew it slowly.

The sound of the flute was faint and faint above the empty and lonely snowy field, Tang Yu sang with a smile: "The way of heaven is slim, there is no door, my heart is not dead, my soul is not endless, the sky is not bright, the night is not young." The sky is not bright, the night is not ......"

The blood in his eyes slowly disappeared indifferently, and only the sound of the flute echoed in the lonely vicissitudes of life, Ji Chengcheng closed his eyes and slept peacefully, but the corners of his lips were condensed with a smile that was different from the past.

Mr. Big was in tears, another old man was gone, and the sound of the flute turned desolate and heartbroken.

For a long time, for a long time, the sound of the flute stopped.

Mr. Big tidied up his clothes and bowed to Tang Yu to the ground, and said, "Brother Tang, let's go, you and I will meet over there!"

Lin Yin's eyes were a little wet, and he felt the feelings of the sage for the first time.

They are a group of people standing at the peak of the Metaverse, conceited and talented, but they have all experienced disasters.

Whether it is good or evil, there is always a strong heart.

And at this moment, Ji Chengche, who has the heart of a holy dragon, is also gradually waking up.

It was as if a fire had just been turned to ashes in his chest, with a faint burning pain.

Inexplicably, Xiao Qiankun was much brighter than before he fell unconscious, and over the dark and dreary sea, wisps of faint clouds flickered with a faint dark red light.

- Is your knowledge of the sky lit up?

Ji Chengche was stunned, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his witch Dao cultivation had actually crossed the two realms of enlightenment and psychic and reached the realm of cloud patterns, and the spiritual consciousness that moved a little bit in his mind spread out from the small Qiankun, spreading through his body to a radius of five zhang.

"Grandpa Tang!" he opened his eyes in shock, only to see that there was no one around, only Lin Yin in the distance was still practicing drawing his sword again and again.

Tang Yu is gone, and he can no longer see the strange old man with a strange and changeable temperament in his dreams.

At the age of eight, for the first time in life, life and death in the real sense of parting, only the chic and detachment of the departed person were experienced. met in a hurry, and parted in a hurry, leaving only the kindness of the sea, and he never had the slightest repayment, and he never even called the master sincerely.

For no reason, Ji Chengche felt extremely uncomfortable.

Under the influence of his mood, the little Qiankun in his body seemed to have become gloomy, and the Black Sea was restless and the clouds were dancing wildly, and he couldn't feel the afternoon sun.

There was a sudden commotion at the bottom of the mountain, and a large southern caravan had arrived in the village of the Nightfire Clan.

This caravan numbered more than 300 men, carrying a large number of abundant supplies from the south, such as tea, spices, spirits, porcelain, cloth and silverware, herbs and salt, etc., and even the necessary materials for casting various weapons and equipment.

Twice a year, the caravan passes through the Nightfire Tribe, and each time it arrives like a grand festival, when the village's men, women, and children alike are in high spirits and linger at the bazaar set up at the entrance of the village.

Ji Chengche saw from afar that the merchants were wearing the Hanfu they were familiar with, and his legs couldn't help but run over.

After leaving Tiandu City for nearly a year, he has grown taller, but I don't know if my father is okay?

At this time, I heard a young and melodious voice like a lark cheering in surprise: "Mother-in-law, there is really a dragon here!"

Ji Chengche followed the prestige, only to see a little girl smiling like a flower, with her eyes cut water, wearing a silver jacket like a porcelain doll, jumping up the ice ladder happily, and the silver bells on her crystal clear wrists jingled like a cold spring, awakening the vitality of the snow top.

Behind the little girl, there was an old woman with a jade cane, her face was very ugly, but when she looked at the girl, her eyes were full of love.

"Beware of the snowfall, these dragons don't allow the living. ”

The old woman in black glanced at Ji Chengche and Lin Yin on the other side, and then turned her gaze back to the girl.

The little girl stopped and said coquettishly, "Mother-in-law, I want to touch the dragons and make sure not to play tricks on them." ”

The old woman in black smiled bitterly and said, "You girl, are these dragons their own snake cultivators?"

Having said that, she still walked towards Feng Han, who was perched on the shore of the lake, and admonished: "Mother-in-law, try to make this golden mosasauron obedient, and you must not come over when you stand aside." ”

Feng Han raised his head vigilantly to look at the old woman in black, and let out a low roar in his throat.

The old woman in black looked as usual, but her steps were getting slower and slower, the jade staff in her hand pointed diagonally at Feng Han, and a series of obscure spells were whispered in her mouth.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a boy with a long knife at his waist and a wooden stick rushed out like a bison, blocking between the old woman in black and Feng Han.

The old woman in black was stunned, stopped chanting the spell and put away the jade staff, and said, "Little baby, you don't have to worry. I'm not going to hurt this golden mossasaur, just let the snow fall and touch it. ”

Lin Yin stood still and said coldly: "It's my friend, not anyone's pet!"

The old woman in black frowned, her temperament has always been the same, and even Da Wuzhu has to sell a little face. Who knew that it was rare to talk softly, and this wild boy of the dragon clan didn't appreciate it.

But at this moment, the other party is just a teenage child, and secondly, he brought his granddaughter to the North Wilderness for a living, and it is not suitable to have conflicts with the local natives, so he smiled and said: "Little baby, what is your name?"

Lin Yin was about to answer, when he suddenly saw the eyes of the old woman in black burst out with two clusters of blue light.

His mind "buzzed", as if he was drunk, painful and uncomfortable, groggy as if about to explode.

At the last moment, Ji Chengche suddenly stepped forward, pushed Lin Yin away, and glared at the old woman in black and said, "Stinky old woman, it's not shameful to bully the small!"

The blue light in the eyes of the old woman in black pierced into Ji Cheng's clear eyes, and she seemed to sink into the sea without responding.

Looking at this boy who was a little smaller than the previous little bison, his eyes were clear and his expression was angry, as if he was controlled by the slightest influence.

Ji Chengche saw the old woman in black with a look of surprise on her face, and deliberately scared her: "What's so great about your 'Biluo Soul Pupil', do you want me to teach you how to cultivate the 'Huangquan Ghost Eye'?"

The face of the old woman in black has changed greatly, since the former witch saint Tang Yu went to Beihai, many witch Taoist mastery has also been lost, Huangquan ghost is one of them, where did this milky little hairy child know about it?

The old woman in black's eyes flashed with blue light, and she was ready to grab Ji Chengche and ask for an understanding!