Yunhai Peak, one of the seven veins of Ziyang Mountain.

At the foot of the peak, in the meadow facing the mountain and the stream, there is a lonely grave that is half new and half old.

There was a man crawling in front of the grave, crying like an abandoned baby.

After a lot of hardships, suffering, and several life and death wanderings, what I finally saw was such a lonely grave.

The heart is like a knife.

Death is like an abyss.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to raise but does not wait, this pain of losing a loved one is simply higher than the sky and wider than the sea.

The wind whistling, like crying.

In front of the grave, the white-haired young man called his mother non-stop.

On the banks of the stream, two men and a woman stood silent.

The look in the eyes of the girl with superb chess skills is complicated, she has no father and no mother since she was a child, she was raised by the master, the master is also a father and a mother to her, if something happens to the master one day, will she be so heartbroken?

A person who is not even afraid of death will cry like a child, helpless and desperate to arouse pity, presumably to the point of sadness.

Tang San sighed heavily, looked at a short and fat middle-aged man beside him, and said, "Hall Master Liu, what the hell is going on?"

The short and fat middle-aged man is the fat man surnamed Liu that Jing Han is looking for.

The identity of this person is the hall master of the Guarding Hall at the outer gate of Yunhai Peak in Ziyang Mountain, and his name is Liu Qilu.

Liu Qilu saluted Tang San in awe and said, " Brother Tang called me Liu Qilu, this matter is also a long story, about two years ago, I went down the mountain to visit friends, passing by a mortal town, met this son, was shocked by the demon on this son, and followed to find out, so I witnessed this son was possessed by the monster, and did something to kill people and dig out the heart, although the person who was killed also had a way to die, but I was afraid that the monster would continue to do trouble, so I shot to kill, but the monster was not simple, there was also a late cultivation of the Dan realm, I didn't notice it for a while, it escaped, this son was also taken away by the monster, in the process of chasing, I found an old woman, the old woman has been the monster soul, the three souls and seven spirits lost half, I see that chasing the demon is hopeless, and the old woman had compassion, and took her back to the mountain, although I tried my best to help, but helpless not to understand the ghost way, there is a weak heart, the old woman in the return to the light, remember the flesh and blood of her own life, I see its pity, so it will be buried here, the course of the matter, roughly like this. ”

The girl with superb chess skills is named Mu Yansheng, and muttered at this time: "Pity the hearts of parents in the world, and pity the hearts of filial sons in the world." ”

Tang San sighed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Jing Han is an amazing person. If it is someone else, I am afraid that when I am taken away by the monster, I will already be scared to death, where is the courage and perseverance to find a way to escape from the demon mountain, after a lot of hardships, hundreds of thousands of miles to find my mother here. I, Tang San, sigh to myself. ”

Mu Yansheng, like Tang San, already knew about Jing Han's experience, and he also nodded silently at this time.

The thrilling experience of Jing Han is too shocking and too thrilling.

Even a distraction realm powerhouse may not be able to persevere, and Jing Han is only a mid-stage Tengyun realm. Although there were a lot of unfortunate and extraordinary encounters during the period, Jing Han's bravery, strength, and unyielding fearless spirit were indeed enough to make countless people sigh to themselves.

Liu Qilu didn't know Jing Han's past experience, he only knew that Jing Han was the trialist of the Lingshan Disciple Trial, and at this time, he had been exceptionally promoted to the Lingshan Disciple, and was favored by the first Chaosheng of the Hidden Sword Peak, this kind of glory was enough to make him envious, and at the same time, it also reflected from the side that Jing Han's extraordinary potential.

He glanced at the white-haired figure in front of the lonely grave, and said in a low voice: "Great sorrow hurts God, do you want to persuade you?"

Mu Yansheng frowned slightly, and said lightly: "If you have something, just go." ”

Liu Qilu's face changed, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Mu misunderstood, I don't mean anything else, I'm just worried about Jing Han." ”

He was older than Tang San and Mu Yansheng, and he had no choice but to cultivate lower than the two, so he could only call the two senior brothers and sisters.

Coupled with the relationship between Mu Yansheng and Guan Chaosheng, he was even more offended.

Mu Yansheng obviously didn't look at Liu Qilu very much, and snorted.

Liu Qilu's heart sank, and he secretly scolded himself for being stupid and offending Mu Yansheng, and he would be sad in the future. Although Mu Yansheng is a disciple of Tibetan Sword Peak, her name is loud throughout Ziyang Mountain, and there are her admirers and followers among the seven veins, once those people know that he Liu Qilu makes her unhappy, I am afraid that his fat position as the hall master of the outer gate of Yunhai Peak will not be able to keep.

But at this time, he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of adding fuel to the fire.

Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly rescued the scene and said, "Liu Qilu, you go back first, it's okay to have me and my senior sister watching Jing Han here." ”

Liu Qilu was like being amnestied, cast a grateful glance at Tang San, and retreated.

Tang San looked at Liu Qilu's gray back and left, turned back to Mu Yansheng and smiled, "Look at you scared him." ”

Mu Yansheng snorted: "Who let him talk and ruin the fun." ”

Tang San looked at the white-haired young man who was crying for the grave, sighed lightly, and said, "Actually, Liu Qilu is not wrong, the great sorrow is damaged, I hope that Jing Han can mourn and change smoothly and tide over the difficulties." ”

Mu Yansheng squinted his eyes, his voice was not high, but he was full of confidence, and said, "He will." ”

Tang San nodded and said, "The winds and waves have been crossed, Jing Han is not a person with a fragile mind. ”

Mu Yansheng shook his head and said, "I don't mean this. ”

Tang San frowned, and was about to ask what Mu Yansheng meant, but he felt an incomparably strong anger rising up to the sky, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and turned his head to look at the white-haired young man who was crying for the grave.

Mu Yansheng suddenly pulled Tang San and ran away.

Tang San hurriedly asked, "What are you running?" Jing Han needs someone to accompany him the most at this time, if he does something irrational, it will be troublesome. ”

Mu Yansheng turned his head and glared at him, "Stupid!"

Tang San frowned and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

Mu Yansheng said impatiently: "You'll know later." ”

Tang San pressed his temperament and waited patiently for the meeting, then he heard bursts of roars coming from behind, hysterical and heartbreaking, like a wounded beast, but with a heart-wrenching desolation and sadness.

"Alas......"

At this time, he didn't know how to express the emotions in his heart except for a sigh.

——

One morning three days later.

Lakeside thatched hut courtyard.

Mu Yansheng was busy in the kitchen, the old man was feeding the chickens under the fence, and Tang San was not there.

Jing Han walked in from the outside, and the first thing he said was: Where is the demon?

The old man raised his head, looked at this young man who was originally gray-haired and seemed to be even older in a few days, and asked, "Are you going to kill the demon?"

Jing Han didn't say a word, but his eyes were like torches.

The old man understood, but beckoned and said, "Come and help me feed the chickens." ”

Jing Han stood still.

The old man was not angry, he looked down at the few chickens that were swallowing chicken food, and said, "If you think that killing demons can vent your anger, you should go to Bai Qian and kill her to take revenge, but, can you kill her?"

Jing Han was silent.

Mu Yansheng came out of the kitchen and said to Jing Han: "In the past few days, I have specially inquired for you, Bai Qian entered the Tiangang battlefield a year ago, and her cultivation has broken through to the early stage of the Distraction Realm, and her strength is stronger than that of Sima Fujian you met in the trial ground." ”

Jing Han pursed his lips, and the blazing light in his eyes slowly weakened.

He took a step, walked up to the old man, grabbed the chicken food, and fed the chickens.

The old man said earnestly: "My generation of monks, it's right to be obedient, so the old man doesn't object to you killing the demon for revenge, but you are now a disciple of the Lingshan of Ziyang Mountain who the old man has been promoted to the top of the mountain, and the old man doesn't want to watch you die in vain, to put it mildly, I just don't want you to tarnish the prestige of Ziyang Mountain." Every Lingshan disciple may be the guardian of Lingshan, representing a Lingshan, the old man's words today may be selfish, but I hope you understand what the identity of Lingshan disciple should abide by. ”

"You may want to say that you can't even protect your mother, so how can you protect a spiritual mountain. But this is exactly what the old man wants to tell you, scholars take it as their responsibility to help the world, and their family and country affairs are small, so my generation of monks is to protect the common people as their own responsibility, and the survival of a spiritual mountain and a cave is still a small matter, not to mention personal grievances and hatred?"

"Since you are a scholar, you should know that there is no home under the war, and now your hatred for Bai Qian can be regarded as a war between the human race and the demon race. ”

"You have seen the cruelty of the cultivation world along the way, only with strong strength can you have the right to speak, you have the qualification to live, and you can seek justice from all injustices. ”

Hearing this, Jing Han was silent for a long time.

He was indeed carried away by hatred because of his mother's death.

With his current cultivation and strength, let alone killing Bai Qian, he is not even qualified to enter the Tiangang battlefield.

Becoming stronger is the most important thing he should do at the moment.

The old man noticed the changes in Jing Han's body, his eyes showed a look of relief, and said: "The Lingshan disciple trial will have results today, and then you can start the cultivation of the Lingshan disciples with others, with your talent, the old man believes that you will grow up soon, and when you have the strength to truly stand alone, no one will stop you when you make any decisions." ”

Jing Han took a deep breath, and the emotions filled with anger slowly calmed down, and said, "The teachings of the seniors are remembered by the juniors. ”

The old man nodded and said, "You can be conscious, the old man is very pleased, the old man really hopes that you can grow up quickly to cope with the upcoming great changes in the world." ”

Jing Han's heart moved, and he thought of the opening of the Three Realms Mountain.

At that point, the real cruelty will be.

In the face of the invasion of demons and demons, how many homes will be destroyed, how many flesh and blood will be separated, and how many lives will be destroyed.

After a while, the food is fragrant.

Mu Yansheng is not only superb in chess, but also first-class in cooking, I really can't understand that a monk like her who has advanced cultivation would be so happy with the work of ordinary people, and she can also be proficient, it is simply incredible.

The three of them sat in the small courtyard, eating fragrant meals, just like ordinary people.