Chapter 43: Destiny Lives By

And in another place on the mountain, Ying Hai looked at the wind Qingyang lying on the ground, his palms were inevitably pinched, his eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't move away, and his mouth muttered: "My good brother-in-law, can we not be so stubborn, why do you have to resist 'Tianwei'!"

The surrounding junior brothers and sisters were also like Ying Hai, their eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyang lying on the ground, but his eyes were still unyielding, and his gaze was so flat that his gaze penetrated the clouds and mist in the sky.

After a while, there were bursts of exclamations on the top of Taibai Mountain, looking at the changes in heaven and earth caused by the wind blowing on the "road to heaven", after a period of disbelief, it was only now reflected.

"This person is even more shocking than the mountain trembling wind caused by Wang Qifei!"

"It is said that only a true genius can cause the mighty 'Tianwei' on the 'road to heaven', I have tried to climb, but it has not caused the slightest change, there are very few people who have caused 'Tianwei' in the past hundred years, I thought that this time I could see Wang Qifei pass this pass has been an eye-opener, but I didn't expect this clear wind 'Tianwei' is even more appalling, the mountain is tilting the road, the snow is overwhelming, it is really terrible. ”

"The more tenacious the will, the more difficult this level will be, and this wind is clear and the will is beyond the strength of ordinary people, not to mention, the realm is only in the middle stage of condensation, which is even more difficult. ”

"This guy is a little unlucky, too. ”

"Unlucky?"

"Well, bad luck indeed. ”

"Do you know a sentence that the person who strengthened the 'Ascending Heavenly Road' ban for Taibai Snow Mountain once said?"

"Oh? ”

"I also saw this sentence on the clothes painting in the Taibai Shen Sword Pool after participating in the 'Ascending Heaven Road' assessment a few years ago. The words of the man in the painting were written aside, 'Fate is cruel, empty and tired.' If you want to bear its weight, you will abandon life and suffering. ’”

When someone on the top of the mountain talked about having the honor to read this sentence, the look of remembrance on his face was full of reminiscence, and someone whispered: "The person who said this is Taibai, who is the ancestor of Taibai!"

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"What's the point of shattering my body and bones, and what's the point of enduring all these pains? Even if I smash every bone in my body, even if I let me drain every drop of blood, the 'road to heaven' can't stop me, and my path of the sword begins from the mountain, how can I bury it in the mountain! On the Wawu Mountain, which bone of mine has not been broken, and which piece of flesh and blood has not been injured? The Heavenly Dao is cruel, and my fate has never been lost! My sword has not yet reached the top, how can I fall at the starting point!"

As if in response to the difficulties of the "Ascending to the Sky", he said lightly, the wind was clear and fell on the hard and cold mountain road, feeling the edges and corners of the mountain rock below him, and the coldness of the cold snow beside him, he felt that every bone in his body was shattered by this avalanche, but his eyes were not scattered, there was no fear, there was no unwillingness, it was still bland, unchanged for ten thousand years, and it did not change until death.

Feng Qingyang supported the ground with his hands indifferently, got up with difficulty, raised his hand to wipe the blood marks from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly raised his head again, looked at the sky, as if he was looking at the top of the snow-capped mountain, and said plainly: "Look at me well!"

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On the top of the mountain, Ying Haishen was afraid that Feng Qingyang's kid would be smashed stupidly by the moment just now, and watched Feng Qingyang slowly stand up, looking like he was fine, and his hanging heart was also put down, and he shouted: " This kid is really scared to death, I just stay down in the middle of the condensation, I have to come up to join in the fun, fortunately, Qing'er's girl saw it, where is this muddy boy good, his personality is as stubborn as wood, and his face is the same as wood, I haven't seen his face change, and the whole side is paralyzed, by the way, this kid just looked at the sky and muttered something, who knows how to lip talk, explain. ”

The corners of Ying Hai's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this: "Senior brother, what this Senior Brother Feng meant just now seems to be provoking the 'Heavenly Road' and let it follow?"

"Oh, I'm admitting defeat and opening up. Hmm?what!?provoke!Wait for this bastard to come up, if I don't practice with him, I won't be surnamed Ying!" Ying Hai didn't react after hearing this, and then he was stunned, and his angry appearance was a little funny and funny in front of a group of junior brothers and sisters, they all knew that Ying Hai had a good heart and was always worried about his juniors, who of these junior brothers and sisters had not been taken care of by him?

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Above the sky, you can gradually see the sunset red, and on the snowy road, it is still bright, but the cold is more abundant, and the cold wind gusts. The wind cleared away the hot sweat on his forehead, walking in this cold mountain, but he felt the heat coming from his body, his body was too tired.

The farther and farther, the heavier and heavier the walk, the speed gradually slowed down, unable to use the true qi in the body, walking very slowly and hard, but he didn't care, when he was nine years old in his previous life, he was like now, he hiked and climbed the difficult Wawu Mountain, and now he has a stronger body than then, and he has no reason to complain, that time the mountaineering let Feng Qingyang know the first truth of martial arts, as long as you insist on moving forward, no matter how slow, how around, one day you will come to the end you want, can go beyond the side dare not go, do not want to go again, anyone who gives up halfway, success is only in your thoughtsThe road to heaven is long, and the reward is a long way!

At this point in the climb, Feng Qingyang saw two companions who were also on this "road to heaven".

He looked at the two young men beside the road in front of him, one of them had a painful face on his face, he was short of breath, he was holding a long stick in one hand, and he was sitting on the ground with his leg in the other, presumably with a broken leg. The other, looking at Gao Gao, with green tendons on his head, and the spear in his hand stuck upside down on the ground, held the young man with the broken leg with his other hand, wanting to take him with him. Eyes from the other party's trembling hand spear, in the first two levels of the assessment he had seen these two people, both are very good geniuses, this way to see a lot of people, but never saw someone to help the broken leg of the person walk, it is hard to imagine that someone is willing to sacrifice their own ranking to pull people together in this difficult "road to heaven" to go down, it is even more difficult to imagine that Feng Qingyang in the first two levels of the assessment, see these two people still fight, but now they are like brothers.

The two looked at the wind not far away, and Peng Zhu, who was sitting on the ground, looked ashamed, subconsciously gritted his teeth, and was about to get up, but he was held down by a palm.

I saw Zeng Lijun grinning slightly, pulling at the green tendons, and looking at Peng Zhu with a strong smile: "If we are injured, we will not be strong, we are already firmly in the top ten, don't hold it hard, let's suppress the injury first." ”

The shame on Peng Zhu's face was even greater: "I'm sorry, Brother Zeng, I don't want to drag you down, you go first!

"What's the matter! There is no drag between brothers, you just owe me a drink!"