Another spring and Autumn period passed, and the aftermath of the collapse of the Shang state gradually dissipated.

Qingyang has been searching for it for three years, but there is no trace of Li Yi, Fang Xuexue, or even any information about the five hospitals.

But he gave up.

Li Yi's life and death are uncertain. Qin Meng's body is missing. Xia Xiaoxiao is missing. Even Fang Xuexue has evaporated from the world.

Three years later, everything is dead in the world, and people don't even mention it.

At this time, deep in a mountain, the sound of thunder rises and falls, and the terrible breath fluctuates like a tsunami.

The disciples of the holy land are fighting, and several Taifu Jing are killing a golden beast.

The giant beast's attack power is not high, but its defense is particularly amazing. Until now, it has never drawn a wound on its body, which is suffocating.

Finally, the golden beast chose to escape. After a long cry, it turned into a beam of light and galloped away.

Behind it, a group of Holy Land strongmen were stunned and speechless. How could a giant beast run so fast?

After the battle, the golden beast did not enter the deeper part of the mountain and could not be traced. The strong man in the holy land had to turn around and go.

Soon after, a young man came here with a white horse. He stayed here for several hours and finally left.

A few days later, a message came to Licheng, which caused another storm.

It is said that in the ice of the wild land, a floating corpse was seen. It seems that it belonged to Li Yi, a disciple of the Fifth Academy. The corpse was fragmented and lifeless.

"Dead, dead can't die any more."

"From then on, there will be no more demons in the world."

"Is he dead after all? Ha ha

Some people are happy, others are worried, more indifference. Perhaps for many people, Li Yi's life and death have little to do with them.

If you have to say that it has to have a relationship, it may be that there is less fun and less topic to chat about.

Finally, a large number of march towards the edge of the ice.

Soon after, more powerful people came here, and the Hao family came with the king's magic weapons, with no hidden intention of killing.

At this time, on the top of the nine peaks, a large number of powerful Holy Land gathered here, and dense disciples stood at the bottom.

The scene was quiet and silent.

All the people around, dignified, with wrinkled foreheads, were staring at a huge black sword in the middle.

The sword fell from the sky one day ago. At that time, some powerful people in the Holy Land recognized the origin of the sword. It was the weapon of the black swordsman Li Yi.

Even more frightening is that no one can pull it up.

It has been three years since the end of the war, but now, the weapons of the black swordsman have fallen from the sky. The strange incident has aroused the reaction of the whole holy land.

Half an hour later, the LORD came out of the gate and went up to meet the black sword. He wanted to pull it out, but the sword was as calm as Mount Tai and could not be pulled out at all.

"Block the news." The LORD left only one word and left.

As for the sudden fall of the sword, there are different versions in the holy land. Some say that their God King is still alive, while others say that their fight has not stopped. Three years later, the God King of the five courts has lost.

As time went by, half a month passed in the blink of an eye. In the ice, news about the body of Li Yi, a disciple of the Fifth Academy, gradually faded down.

In June, the weather was fine and the sky was clear.

At this time, there are sudden snowflakes falling down in the sky. Strangely, the sun is bright and the atmosphere is very hot, but it is snowing between the heaven and the earth.

This snow covered a small area, mainly concentrated in the Licheng generation, within a radius of hundreds of miles.

People were thrilled, and soon realized what, as the saying goes, there must be grievances in June!

The appearance of snow caused a panic in zhanzhou in the south. Finally, people's eyes fell on the holy land, and at the same time, they recalled what had happened in the past three years.

Including bodies that appeared in glaciers not long ago.

"Is it possible that Li Yi, a disciple of the Fifth Academy, is still alive?"

"In June, there must be grievances. Is this the God who is lamenting for that pulse?"

"Impossible, God wants to wipe the devil and then quickly. How can he show mercy to them?"

"Wrong, wrong, maybe we all think wrong, but it may have nothing to do with that vein?" It's hard to be calm when people are talking.

The snow fell and melted.

On the ancient road, two figures came slowly, walking in front of a young man with an ax on his back.

At this time, to see the snow, the young man was stunned for a moment, frowned tightly, and whispered: "autumn Li?"

Behind him, Xia Wuhou hurriedly came up and asked, "master? What are you talking about? "

The boy shook his head: "nothing."

Xia Wu Hou took a deep breath and said, "there must be grievances in the frost of June. I'm afraid the holy land will be in great difficulty."Hearing the speech, the young man stopped: "is the June frost? Why do you say that? "

Xia Wuhou:

It is not only a folk saying, but also has another meaning in the world of practice, which represents the coming of catastrophe.

And the snow covered area is the area of Licheng stretching for hundreds of miles, in which there are only two holy places, and there are no other forces.

So, this catastrophe should have something to do with the two holy places.

After listening to an explanation, the young man nodded again and again and suddenly realized: "so it is."

Xia Wu Hou looked inexplicable and whispered: "the holy land should have died away."

"Do you hate the holy land

Xia Wuhou said: "hate."

The young man added, "but you have to admit that the holy land has great achievements."

The latter was silent and did not refute the statement.

They left far away and finally disappeared on the ancient road.

The snow, still falling, seems endless.

In a short period of half a month, I don't know how many people gathered in Licheng area. Countless practitioners and strong people came from afar to witness the heavy snow curtain.

In this time, Zheng Zimu and Ning Xiaoqian also came back from the wild land. Seeing such a heavy snow, they were obviously stunned.

Ning Xiaoqian picked up her head and looked at the sky for a long time.

Zheng Zimu came to one side and asked, "what are you thinking?"

Ning Xiaoqian stopped and said, "I'm thinking, are we wrong?"

Zheng Zimu was silent.

She added: "the holy land is the holy land after all. The root of all order and the beginning of the inheritance of ten thousand dharmas, if it is really destroyed, it will be a disaster for the whole southern zhanzhou."

Zheng Zimu shook his head and looked at her closely: "one holy land has disappeared, and another will be born. But if he falls, there will be no such pulse between heaven and earth."

There is no pity or friendship between the two sides. Zheng Zimu's life and death for Li Yi is more based on the safety of zhanzhou in the south.

If the holy land is lost, there will be a holy land.

But if Li Yi falls, will the holy land still be a holy land?

This is more like a rule that can not be broken or explained. The relationship between the two sides is like the force of the five elements, which can generate and suppress each other. There is a certain truth in both of them.

Rather small Qian looked at him: "perhaps, you are right."