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Whoosh!

Wind and snow hit, white flower precipitation on the earth, as if put on a thick cotton padded jacket.

Seeing Li Yi's silence and silence, the golden beast was quiet and looked at him with blinking eyes.

Also do not know after a long time, Li Yi sober up, mouth a Yang, facing the wind and snow quickly forward: "big head, keep up."

Oh!

The golden beast got excited, pounded his chest, and then ran away.

One man, one animal, one after another, ran wildly in the mountains in the face of the wind and snow. After a full hour of running, Li Yi's pace stopped.

He came to the top of a mountain and stood still here. His white hair was confused with the snow. His clothes were almost wet by the snow. Standing here, looking down, he slightly closed his eyes and raised his mouth. Suddenly, he had a feeling of soaring between heaven and earth.

It's freedom, freedom and debauchery.

The golden beast also came to see him and learned from him. He opened his hands and closed his eyes to feel the wind and snow, but it did not feel like Li Yi.

Ah!

Li Yi yelled.

Roar!

The golden beast roared.

"I am the black swordsman, the invincible swordsman."

"My way, my life, only I can control it."

"I want to be invincible. I want no more criticism in this world."

"I want the people I want to live forever."

Li Yi yelled, open-minded. At this moment, he completely ignored the pressure of facing the Holy Land and all kinds of hatred. He only remembered that he was a black swordsman.

The most ancient vein, powerful swordsman, invincible existence.

As a black swordsman, he should be proud.

Ah ah ah!

The golden beast has a kind of learning, can't speak, but has been ah ah non-stop, waving thick hands, lovely appearance, can not help laughing.

Roar!

At this time, in the mountains, a roar came out, is a powerful fierce beast.

Seeing this, Li Yi smiles. He jumps down directly. The golden beast behind him is shocked and tearful. It runs fast and well, but it can't fly!

Soon, a man and a beast ran again.

This night, only for them.

Until dawn, Li Yi returned to the town, he came to a noodle shop to wait.

Not long, Qin Meng also came. After seeing Li Yi from a distance, he was stunned for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "early."

Li Yi blinked and took out that ancient mirror from his arms: "this is back to you."

Qin Meng shook his head: "you want to keep it! Maybe it can still be used. "

Li Yi said, "I can't use it."

The latter pauses and stares at him. He always feels that Li Yi today is different from yesterday's, but he can't say it again. This time, he didn't refuse.

Half an hour later, the owner of the noodle shop opened the door and both of them walked in.

It didn't take long for two bowls of noodles to be served. They were hot and full of air aroma.

After swallowing a mouthful of foam, Li Yi couldn't help murmuring: "who says that practitioners must build a valley? The man who said that must be a fool. "

Qin Meng said with a smile, "it makes sense."

Li Yi said again: "this time, you don't want to come. I'll handle it myself." With Zhong Liangshan in, and the spirit pulse, it's no more than a dead net.

But if Qin and Meng follow him, once the war starts, he can't take care of them.

As for the attitude of the calligrapher, he did not consider it.

Qin Meng hung his head to eat noodles, vaguely living in his mouth: "I'll go to see the teacher and set up a monument by the way."

Li Yi nodded: "good."

Two years ago, because they were afraid that the strongmen of the holy land would come, they did not even dare to put up a monument on the tomb of the president. If they do not, they may not have a chance in the future.

The Kung Fu of a bowl of noodles is not very long. After checking out, they leave together.

About half an hour later, they came to the mountain. At this moment, there was snow everywhere and the grave was covered.

The two men began to clean up the snow, and then took the stone, carved a large horizontal character, and erected the stone tablet in front of the tomb.

After finishing all the work, the two stood still. Qin Meng first said, "you may go..." The heart silently continued to say, the back of the matter to me, if you die, even if the exhaustion of life, elder martial brother also want to revenge for you.

Li Yi shrugged: "take good care of younger martial sister Chen, I have promised old Chen."

Qin Meng nodded: "good."

Li Yi said again, "come and see the teacher when you are free."

Qin Meng said with a smile, "of course."

Li Yi raised her head, looked at the wind and snow, deeply spit out a turbid gas, also in the heart wants to say the words, forcefully pinched off.

There's nothing to say. It's not life or death. Maybe Yuheng mountain is destroyed?No more words, he turned away, the figure went farther and farther, and finally disappeared in the wind and snow.

At this time, the sky a glow spread from the roll, the Book Saint came.

Li Yi subconsciously stops and looks up into the sky.

When the painting was spread out, the figure in white appeared. He said, "are you ready?"

Li Yi touched his arms, took the talisman, and looked at the bag of heaven and earth. What should be left was left. The black sword was hanging behind him. Everything was ready.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept down Li Yi's body, which immediately turned into a beam of light and shot into the distance.

Different from Yaoguang lake, Yuheng mountain is located in a place composed of nine huge peaks. From a distance, the nine peaks lead directly to the sky and are majestic.

The mountains are connected and juxtaposed, and there is more dense and winding in the depression. The immortal air is transpiration, which shows a kind of vast and sacred weather.

Yuheng mountain is also guarded by Fuzhen, so the snow does not invade, and the interior is still vigorous and peaceful.

When the scroll came to the foot of Yuheng mountain, the man in white came out of it. Li Yi followed closely. This was the first time that he had such close contact with the living God King.

The calligrapher gave him a very mysterious and ethereal feeling. Under careful feeling, this man had no life fluctuation, only the light power of law was diffused.

What's more strange is that he can't see the face of the calligrapher clearly.

Dang!

The sound of Mu Chen's bell is long and resounding. It seems that the ancient bell has awakened all things. At this moment, Li Yi has a feeling that under the sound of the bell, the soul of Yuheng mountain has been awakened.

It's not like a holy land, but a god beast that sleeps and sleeps forever.

The calligrapher stopped and Li Yi stopped.

Then, a succession of young disciples came out, including men and women, of different ages. They were confused, eccentric, indifferent, indifferent, and so on. They looked at the calligrapher and Li Yi.

Li Yi took a deep breath and couldn't help saying, "why don't we just go up there?"

The calligrapher replied, "courtesy." He talks about etiquette, how can he throw it away?

Hearing the speech, Li Yi was speechless.

Dang!

It is also a bell ring, simple atmosphere, like the voice of fairies, wash people's mood, get rid of all kinds of thoughts.

At the foot of the nine peaks, more and more young disciples gathered. Their eyes also noticed here and began to gather towards this position.

The author of a fairy grass said: flowers to flowers, thank you!