"Do you also know that Lu Dao is afraid? In the ruined temple, aren't you talking about being justified, that it is meaningful to die, and that it is dignified to live?"

Yan Xinghui was puzzled when he heard this, he didn't expect the tiger to be able to speak, he pondered for a while, and couldn't think of a reason, "How do you know what I said in the broken temple, what is your relationship with the white-eyed old man, and what are you?"

"Ignorant mortals, I told you, and you don't understand. I'll be honest with you, I'm a high-level spirit beast wind civet cat, not a tiger monster. And the white-eyed old man in your mouth is my master. The beaver snorted and spoke.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the pet raised by the white-eyed old man, so it's easy to say, you followed me all the way. Now, what are you doing in front of me?" Yan Xinghui figured out what was going on and relaxed.

"He who has come to harvest your life, I see that you speak wildly, and you do not know how thick the heavens are. Knowing that illness comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. I will give you a chance if you return along the road and take back what you said, and I will spare your life. The civet cat looked at the kid in front of him playfully, and waited for the next step.

"It's impossible, the eldest husband is a talker, a mouthful of foam and a nail, how can you change it casually if you say it. Yan Xinghui didn't think about it, and blurted out.

"Then you chose to die?" the civet cat seemed impatient, and his tone became much heavier.

"It's not that I'm going to die. It's that I can't say what I think against my heart, even if I say it, how I do it. Yan Xinghui clenched his twin swords, guarding against the attack of the wind civet cat.

"Okay, I gave you a chance, this is your own death, then you can't blame me. As soon as the words landed, he rushed towards Yan Xinghui.

Seeing this, Yan Xinghui hurriedly ran the Drifting Rain footwork, intending to avoid the culling of the civet cat.

The speed of just a mortal is no match for a spirit beast, and the beaver cat is known for its speed. Between the calcium carbide sparks, Yan Xinghui was grabbed by the front paws of the beaver cat, and then thrown out of the way.

With a "bang", Yan Xinghui was thrown heavily to the ground, and with a sharp pain, his whole body seemed to fall apart, unable to move.

The civet cat walked over slowly: "How is it? Now, do you still want to die?"

"You dead cat, if I let Lao Tzu come out alive, I will definitely skin you alive and eat your flesh alive. Yan Xinghui's whole body was in pain, so he had to grit his teeth and pop out the above words. Immediately after, a mountain-sized tiger claw appeared in his field of vision, pressing towards his deep mountain.

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Yan Xinghui only felt that the heavy feeling of suffocation on his chest lasted for a while, and after a breath, the infinite sense of fear spread throughout his body, and he only felt that blood was flowing everywhere in his eyes, mouth, and nostrils, and his vitality passed with the passage of time, and then he saw his soul separated from his body, floating, drifting, and drifting all the way to the underworld.

There was a person sitting on the top of the Yama Hall of the Difu, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be an old man with white eyebrows!

Yan Xinghui was stunned, am I not dead, why did I see the white-eyed old man again?

Just as he was in doubt, the white-eyed old man turned around and said, "You are indeed dead, on the way to seek medicine!

It turned out that he was really dead! Yan Xinghui couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and looked at the white-eyed old man in front of him hatefully and said, "Regret, of course I regret it." I regret that I didn't practice my skills and killed your cat, I only hate myself, I believe in you wolf in sheep's clothing, I only hate ....... ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the white-eyed old man wave his hand, and he flew into the sky like a missile!

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When he woke up, it was already dark. There was a bonfire set up next to it, and it was crackling.

And next to the campfire, the civet cat crouched on the side. When he woke up, the beaver cat looked over with appreciation in his eyes: "You're really not afraid of death, well, yes, you have a lot of affection for that little girl." Okay, after tonight, I'll take you with me tomorrow. ”

Yan Xinghui ignored it, checked his body, and after confirming that he was not dead, he lay down on the side. I don't know what it's going to do.,I don't know that I just fell for the magic of a raccoon cat just now.。

The next morning, the civet cat woke him from his sleep. Yan Xinghui had no choice but to go on the road with it.

The civet cat led the way while clearing the barricades on both sides, and even then, the speed was not slow at all.

Seeing this, Yan Xinghui was not convinced, and used his internal force to speed up his pace and keep up, only to see that the civet cat was still walking unhurriedly in front, and the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther.

The road behind is getting more and more difficult to walk, even if there is a civet cat in front of the roadblock to clear the roadblocks, but the mountain is high and the road is steep, and the tired Yan Xinghui is out of breath, no wonder this place is called 'Tianxue Mountain', it is really more difficult than climbing to the sky, even if there is no attack from wild beasts, you have to walk and lie down.

In this way, they stopped and stopped, and reached the nineteenth peak at noon on the tenth day, and because of the civet cat, there were no wild beasts to attack along the way, and even if there were, they were glared at by the eyes of the civet cat, and ran away in fright.

When he reached the foot of the nineteenth peak, the beaver cat got out of the way and let him pass.

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It is said that it is the nineteenth peak, but in fact there is a large basin between it and the twentieth peak. Because of their high terrain, they are covered with ice and snow all year round, and they cannot see their original appearance. As the melting snow and ice flow into the basin, a glacial lake is formed here.

It is difficult for people with low lung capacity to stay in this kind of place for ten days and half a month. So basically no one comes here, regardless of hunters and herb pickers.

Due to the high and steep mountain and the fact that the mountain was covered with ice and snow, Yan Xinghui had a very difficult climb all the way, feeling cold at first, but after climbing, he became hot all over.

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When Yan Xinghui was struggling to climb the mountain, a scene of praying mantis catching cicadas was staged on the peak.

I saw a place on the top of the peak, a sudden white light flashed, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face appeared out of thin air. As soon as the scarred face appeared, he glanced around the peak and saw polar bears all over the ground, and his thick eyebrows furrowed. In the afterglow, he saw the Soul Fixing Snow Lotus beside the Polar Bear King, Scarface ran over happily, and ended the life of the polar bear with a knife, just when he went to get the medicine, a civet cat appeared out of thin air next to him, and the civet cat couldn't help but say, and grabbed Scarface's neck. Scarface didn't have time to dodge, and a column of blood popped out of his throat, then his eyes rolled and he lay unconscious on the ground.

The wind civet cat casually flipped over the corpse and said to himself: "It turns out that he is just a foundation building period monk, how does he know about this ancient teleportation array? Could it be that something happened on the other side of the open sea? I will wait for a while, if there is still someone teleporting from here." ”

Minute by minute, and no one appeared here, the beaver cat thought thoughtfully, and disappeared without a trace.

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I finally climbed the nineteenth peak.

Standing on the top of the peak, looking at it, a piece of Bai Kaikai in front of you, a vast glacial lake is displayed in front of you, and there are still snowflakes on the ice. Above the glacial lake, piles of white objects moved from time to time, and due to the low visibility, it was not clear to see.

After Yan Xinghui glanced at the surrounding environment, he planned to find a white object to understand the situation and know himself and his opponent.

He tiptoed towards the nearest white object on his left. Not long ago, what appeared in front of me was a monster similar to a polar bear (let's call it a polar bear).

As soon as Yan Xinghui wanted to turn back to find a favorable terrain, the polar bear spotted him.

The polar bear's huge paws slapped against the ice, and the bear screamed and rushed over.

Yan Xinghui stood still, his feet formed lunges, and he played a "yin and yang" starting style, just waiting for the polar bear to attack.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, the polar bear rushed to it, raised its huge left bear paw and slapped it fiercely.

Yan Xinghui didn't dare to go straight to the front, his right foot retreated, his upper body tilted back, avoiding the blow, and then the sword in his left hand stabbed straight forward, the polar bear couldn't brake, and it was too late to avoid this blow.

The tip of the sword stabbed into the left neck without hesitation. Only a piercing grinding sound was heard, and a beautiful blood flower splashed from the tip of the sword, and the drops scattered on the ice ground, instantly solidifying. However, judging from the feel, the skin of this polar bear is thick enough, and it takes seven layers of strength to achieve this effect.

The polar bear was in pain, his black eyes were red, he roared, and regardless of the pain in his back, he ran frantically in the direction of Yan Xinghui.

Yan Xinghui looked at the angry polar bear in front of him carefully, and his feet retreated from time to time. As the saying goes: those who rush are afraid of the flute, those who are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of not dying. This bear in front of me is deadly.

Fight and retreat.