Qin Yan looked at the book in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and a strange emotion quietly sprouted in his heart. The first half of the content has actually been read, and it has become quite familiar in many recalls, but when the pictures and words really came into view again, he couldn't help but think of the scene when Lin Muyao was by his side in the library that day.

Even if you feel troubled by the past that day, you can taste it in your memory, and you feel that it has a different flavor. The memories after parting, everything turned out to be beautiful. What's more, the eldest lady is indeed a righteous person, and Qin Yan is grateful to her.

This is something that has never been seen in the Bosa Gate, and it can be called moving...... No, if you uncover that somewhat vague past, I also had this thing a long, long time ago.

Jiang Yao...... I haven't mentioned it for seven or eight years. The brother who accompanied me through the first four difficult years, but betrayed me at the last moment, I don't know if he was reborn into a good family.

Thinking about it now, in fact, he can't be blamed, everything in the demon cave is just to survive, but he was too innocent to accept it back then. I can't keep my brotherhood because I'm not strong enough. Now that I think about it, I should have spared his life, no matter what, after all, there were four years of living and dying together!

However, the past cannot be traced, and the future cannot be known, and the eternal will not change. The only thing I can do is grasp the present.

With a long sigh, he flipped the pages of the book, word by word, and read it carefully. After a long time, I finally read it again. He carefully put away the book and the scroll of the Buddha statue and placed it close to his bosom. At this time, it is already the afternoon sunset, and it is time to leave behind the so-called emotion and attachment and go back to the gloomy and dark world.

Although the master did not set a date for going back, if he still lingered in the Central Plains and did not return for a long time, it would be too unknowable. Face is given to each other, since the master is very fond of this young master, this young master also has to give him a few thin noodles, right?

Worldly laughter, after all, does not belong to me. Only walking in that dark world is my true destiny!

So, all the way to the west, he was running. When he was exhausted and tired, he meditated for a while, regained his strength, and set out again. With this process, the blood and energy in the body grow little by little, until it returns to the peak of its full heyday. He worked day and night, day and night, day and night, and walked thousands of miles of barren mountains under his feet. In this way, after three days and nights, I finally saw the familiar and hideous skeletal thorn gate again, and the seven big characters written in the blood of living people on the huge stone tablet that stood tall -

"Biluo Valley, the living stop!"

Biluo Valley, a narrow and long valley, with steep cliffs on both sides and strange rocks protruding. The yellow sand on the ground is stacked, or towering like a mountain or low into a valley, undulating and undulating. Countless dim points of light, green and red, scattered in this pile of sand and stones, drifting and uncertain. From time to time, a faint howling wind kicked up a cloud of dust, revealing piles of skeletons below.

Qin Yan walked over the sand, and there was a crunching sound under his feet from time to time, which was the sound of broken bones of dead people, and the sound of the wind was chilling.

The passage is long and terrifying, but it is impossible to run through it quickly with light power. As soon as the pedestrian reaches a certain speed, or jumps above a certain limit, the Senro Hell will open up, leading you to the Netherworld forever.

The valley named after the lofty artistic conception of Biluo is the closest place to the Yellow Spring.

Even if Qin Yan was confident that his current cultivation would be able to withstand the first few waves of attacks, he would not dare to exceed the slightest rule. Biluo Valley is different from other places, if Tian Yuan dares to break through, he will die. It doesn't matter how long you can hold out, as long as you don't escape before the final fall, the outcome will be the same.

The long canyon, winding to the west, refreshes one terrifying scene after another without repeating. Strange winds blow on the face, ghosts roam, and often ghost claws stick out of the sand and pull people's ankles, which is definitely not an illusion. Normal people will fall into madness as long as they stay here for a stick of incense. And to get through this valley, even at the fastest speed close to the limit, it would take at least a full day.

Qin Yan carefully controlled his pace, far from the limit speed, and had to clean up the ghosts that jumped out to obstruct him from time to time, so it took an extraordinarily long time. From the afternoon to dusk, to midnight, to dawn, after a battle with a red light ghost, he finally escaped from this terrifying passage.

After Biluo Valley, there is the Dragon Leaping Cliff. The two cliffs face each other, the upper and lower two divine golden iron cables are connected, and the cliffs are endless abysses. The two cliffs have been filled with ecstasy and bone-eating winds for many years, and if they are blown once, their bones will collapse and their flesh will break, so they must wait until noon, when the yin qi is a little weaker, and then find the right time for the wind to stop before passing.

Of course, with Qin Yan's current cultivation, he can probably break through. But he would never do this kind of self-inflicted behavior.

He waited in the grotto for a long time, meditated for a long time, recovered some spirits, and then came to the cliff to wander. Although I don't have the idea of breaking through, I also want to try the strength of the Bone Erosion Wind, whether it is really as terrifying as the legend.

There was calm on the edge of the cliff, and the range of Gangfeng did not reach this point. Only in the center of the iron cable is the peak of the strength of the gangfeng, and even appears gray-black visible to the naked eye. Through the chaotic energy torrent, it is impossible to sense the scene on the other side of the cliff at all. Of course, Qin Yan just wanted to test on the edge, and he was never willing to show the carnival at the end of his life with his own life.

He held the rope and carefully walked forward, step by step. After four or five steps, I gradually felt it. The wind here is still very weak, but it is a little cold to the bone, and it is not much different from the cold wind in winter. Qin Yan then took a few steps forward, and gradually felt that his skin was tingling by the wind, showing a red color. If you move forward, you may have to fight with all your strength to resist, that is an extremely dangerous approach, the early morning wind is not regular, in case it is a few points stronger, won't you fall into bad luck?

However, it's always okay to just lean down and touch it with your hands!

He did so, only to feel a numbness in his hand, and hurriedly withdrew his hand like lightning, and when he put it in front of his eyes, he saw that the entire back of his hand was a dark blue color, almost unconscious, and the numb feeling was along his arm. However, the blood and qi in the body then reacted, breaking away the cold current entering the body and forcing it out of the body. And the blood veins on his hands gradually became active, and they soon recovered as before.

But that's it!

With the strength of Young Master Ben's current body, he can resist the Gangfeng seven steps away, and if he uses the Han Blood Protector again, he should be able to rush through it—but it will be very tiring and tiring!

Just as he was feeling a little proud, a strong wind suddenly blew from behind, pushing him hard, and he rushed forward a few steps unexpectedly, and suddenly fell into the section of the road where the wind was most strong.

"Damn!" He only had time to think of this thought, and his limbs and torso were frozen and numb by the wind in an instant.