Ou Yibing was silent for a moment, with a wave of his hand, Jiang Daoming only felt that the cold in his body disappeared, and quickly warmed up, he coughed violently, and it took a long time to clasp his fists at Ou Hanbing and say: "Thank you for the girl's grace not to kill, I, Jiang Daoming, have always been self-righteous, and today I only know that there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people, and I am convinced." ”

Ou Xibing didn't like him, and said coldly: "I'm afraid it's unconvincing." ”

Jiang Daoming patted his chest and replied: "I am also a man, and there are legends on the rivers and lakes that the 'Thousand Faced Man' is cunning, but who is it for, what about the 'Demon Sect', and what about the gossip flower array of the 'Jiangnan Flower Palace', not all of them are lost in your hands, these two girls are outstanding in martial arts, and then get the Nine Yin True Scripture, the supreme martial arts must belong to you." ”

Ou Hanbing shook his head: "I said that there is no elixir at all, will there be any elixir without the elixir Nine Yin True Scripture?

Jiang Daoming was silent for a long time, his face was pale, and he was very depressed, now he believes it, there is really no elixir, and the Nine Yin True Scripture is just a legend, for that thing that does not exist at all, let the martial arts people and Jinyi Wei go on a killing spree, how many people have died and Yaochi platform, the big tooth that the Queen Mother of the West must have laughed off in the sky, how could human beings be so ignorant.

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoming said: "Cold Ice girl, I understand, if the girl can let me live, I will explain to the chief helm after I go back, from now on, the 'Demon Sect' will no longer be your enemy, what does the girl think." ”

"Many friends, many roads, fewer enemies and fewer walls, I, Ou Zhixiong, believe that your words are from the heart, go back and tell your chief helmsman, Mr. Xiu, killing too many people will be punished, Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, it is not something you can take for granted to be the overlord of martial arts, cold ice, send off guests." Ou Zhixiong walked over, Ou Zhixiong looked at Jiang Daoming, and his words were reasonable, Jiang Daoming pondered carefully, stood up and bowed, and said: "Ou senior, Jiang Daoming is in mind, and he will not thank him for his great kindness, so he will leave." ”

Send away the "thousand-faced man" Jiang Daoming, Ou Zhixiong they enter the deep mountains, the main peak of Lao Ye Mountain is as high as 3000 meters, and the relative height is less than 500 meters, the mountain peak is peculiar and grotesque, the cave is steep and beautiful, it is summer, the climate is cool and not hot, Zhuang Chun is full of interest all the way, come to a temple, Ou Zhixiong fixed his eyes and looked, it was written "Yaowang Temple" three big characters, in front of the ancient temple mountain gate, a row of tree trunks as thick as the giant incense was several meters high. Walk into the Jade Emperor Palace of Yaowang Temple, the statue of the Jade Emperor is molded inside, and a black tiger is made next to the corridor of the temple gate, with teeth and claws, and the spirit is vivid.

Although the courtyard is very wide, but there are few people's traces, some decay, there is a couplet on the column, the Tao Zun Si Miao has the heart to help the world, and Dezhao Zhongjing is a doctor. Ou Zhixiong nodded and said: "Senior brother, they all say that they have a heart to help the world and are dedicated to goodness, but how many good things have the people of the rivers and lakes done, competing for fame and fortune, killing each other, the Shen Mansion was destroyed, my son Ling Tian did not know life and death, "Plum Blossom Villa" was burned down, the two daughters-in-law died unexpectedly, Han Bing and Xiaofeng were lonely, and today they were chased and killed by martial arts people, and the future is not served, can Lao Ye Mountain really become a place of refuge? ”

"Beilong" Zhuang Chun also said with emotion: "Senior brother, now I have already been disheartened, our generation has gone through ups and downs, and the ambition is not there, but Han Bing They have just come of age, and the road ahead is very long, shouldn't we leave something for them, before you and I die, we must let Han Bing gain a foothold in the martial arts and become the supreme, junior brother, you can also go with peace of mind, am I right." ”

Ou Zhixiong pondered, and remembered the legacy of the ancestors in his ears: cold and cold, sharp like frost, knife like cold, grievances and hatred, the dust settles, donate his body to help the poor, and honor the ancestors.

On the Yao Pond of Kunlun Mountain, he saw the Yuxu Peak standing in the distance, with the mountains as the seat, standing in the sky. Wrapped in silver, the ice is clear and jade. It is even more lonely and arrogant, extraordinary and extraordinary, and for Ou Zhixiong, there is a mysterious attraction.

Cold ice is born, spin cold out, spin cold is a knife, a mysterious knife, the ancestor's wife used her body to turn into an auxiliary material for the alchemy treasure knife, so the knife has a soul, grievances and hatreds, endless. Ou Zhixiong's heart is full of contradictions, granddaughter Ou Hanbing is kind and loyal, but his young heart is full of trauma, first the disappearance of his father Ou Lingtian, and then the death of his mother Jiang Xueliu, "Plum Blossom Villa" was destroyed in the flames, thick smoke and tragic scenes. On the way to escape, Erniang Sun Shudie died under Lanmei's arrow in order to protect her, and saw the bloody killing with her own eyes in Yaochi in Kunlun Mountain, and the tragic scenes could not leave a shadow in her heart.

Ou Zhixiong really doesn't want to see his granddaughter become a murderous devil, but the rivers and lakes are sinister, you live and die, and the cold ice is not at the right time, so she must be allowed to improve herself in order to live better. Ou Lingtian said that he and Shen Yunhe had already decided to marry Han Bing, Shen Yixian, where are you now? Ou Zhixiong muttered softly in his mouth.