In the cloud mountain, there is a young man lying on the gravel. This young man has already been covered with cuts and bruises. His hair is messy and his body is covered with mud. Especially his clothes, which were stained red by blood, are torn every inch and are extremely damaged.
The conspicuous, rich and pungent smell of blood slowly spread out from his clothes, permeating the void.
The young man's name was Wang Yi. Even though he was in a coma, he still couldn't forget the painful scene in his mind.
"Old man, let me ask you for the last time where the money is?" a fierce and strong man grabbed Grandpa Wang Yi's collar and yelled.
"My old man is just an ordinary mountain man. What kind of money does he have?" Wang Yi's grandfather said with a pale face and a trembling voice.
"If you don't say yes, then this little one will be in trouble!" Another strong man pulled Wang Yi and hugged him. At the same time, Wang Yi struggled desperately, swaying his body, and shouted loudly, "Grandpa
,save me!”
Wang Yi saw that he was about to be hugged by the strong man, so he bit the strong man's arm hard. The strong man was unprepared and his arm was in pain. He immediately became furious and kicked him.
Wang Yi kicked the ground, not only that, but also picked up a sharp knife, slashed at Wang Yi and angrily shouted, "I told you to bite me!"
When Wang Yi's grandfather saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment. Without hesitation, he immediately pounced on Wang Yi. This knife carried the anger of the strong man and struck Wang Yi's grandfather's neck impartially.
, and immediately blood shot out like a fountain, spreading all over the ground.
"ah???"
The strong man frowned slightly and said with disdain, "You deserve it!"
When Wang Yi fell to the ground, he heard a "porphyry" and found that his face and clothes were stained with blood. He was extremely frightened and nervous. He turned around and saw that his grandfather had fallen on the ground.
In a pool of blood.
At this time, he was stunned, his eyes were dim, two lines of tears fell down, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale. He couldn't help but clenched his fists, couldn't help the surge in his heart, and shouted loudly
"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!"
His grandfather blocked the fatal blow for him, leaving only a scream. The knife mark on his neck, which was deep enough to see the bones, was shocking to see. At this moment, he was still twitching all over and exposed himself to Wang Yi.
With a smile, he died of anger.
This smile came from the heart, but it was also sad. The scene before his grandfather died was like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind, and he could not get rid of it no matter what.
"grandfather???"
The high-pitched shouts were full of sorrow. The sound filled the room and echoed in his heart. What awaited him was another angry knife. This knife cut from the chest to the waist. The blood flowed uncontrollably. Wang Yi's lips
His eyes turned white and his eyes were weak. He deeply remembered the face of this strong man and fell next to his grandfather???
This knife did not hit the vital point, but was caused by excessive bleeding. After an unknown period of time, Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes. After waking up, he wanted to accept the most painful blow, so he climbed into the clouds desperately.
Mountain.
According to legend, there is a powerful person living on the Yunshan Mountain, who is the legendary spiritual cultivator! He wants to become a spiritual cultivator and then take revenge! This grandfather is Wang Yi’s only relative, and Wang Yi is still a child picked up by him, so more
Value this family affection.
"Grandpa, grandpa???" Wang Yi, who was unconscious on the ground, muttered.
I don't know when there were large dark clouds in the sky. The dark clouds were gathering from all directions, and soon the sky turned gray.
With a "swish" sound, the downpour suddenly fell.
The rain hit his dusty face, and he was awakened by the rain. He felt a bit of coolness, and then he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes and opened his white eyes.
Lips, drinking this water from the sky.
Wang Yi was already exhausted, but he still wanted to move forward. His thin arms supported his scarred body, and the knife wound on his chest was still bleeding red blood. Wang Yi endured the severe pain,
Standing up unsteadily.
Hungry and cold, he picked off the leaves in front of him and ate them without even looking at them. A strong bitter taste spread in his mouth, but it was nothing. Compared with the pain in his heart, the taste was nothing.
Mention, when he thinks of his grandfather, his heart tingles, as if a sharp knife is cutting his heart.
Wang Yi raised his head and looked at the top of Yunshan Mountain and said softly, "There is still half the journey, and I will be able to reach the top of the mountain!" Although Wang Yi looked haggard, his eyes always exuded a sense of perseverance and unyielding.
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Wang Yi had already been soaked by the rain, but he didn't care. He stretched out his bloody hand. Even the nails of this hand were broken and had been covered by the soil. He had climbed for several days.
As for the injuries left behind, couldn't he feel the pain?
He is still just a young man, not a powerful person. The injuries on his body have already made him heartbroken, but who can he talk to? Who can he turn to for sympathy? There is no one, he can only silently
Endure it and look forward to the dawn when you reach the top of the mountain.
At this time, he firmly grasped a tree vine, stepped on the stone, walked against the wind, and climbed up. There was a "crash" sound, and the stone under his feet could not bear his weight and fell down.
The stone is not a rock buried in the soil but gravel!
Wang Yi's heart suddenly pounded, his face turned pale, and he fell to the sky. At this time, his hand tightly held the life-saving tree vine.
"Ah???" Wang Yi fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, the climb he just climbed was not very high. Although it was not life-threatening, there were a few bloody scratches on his palms, and the bright red blood immediately overflowed.
When he came out, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Then Wang Yi tore two pieces of cloth from his shabby clothes, wrapped the wound, and continued climbing. Repeatedly, he fell down and got up again. As long as he still had breath, he continued to move forward. Wang Yi looked extremely weak, but
But he is like a machine, tireless and painless, he only knows how to move forward??
Above the Yunshan Mountain, an old man with a vicissitudes of life had been paying attention to Wang Yi for a long time, and his eyes reflected shock.
"What can make this kid go up the mountain regardless of his life? Alas??? I haven't seen such a strong-minded person for a long time. Anyway, for the sake of our fate, if you can persist until this point, then I will allow you
Become a disciple of my Phantom Sect! But according to your speed, it will take at least a few days to go up the mountain. I wonder if you can persist till this point?"
The old man with a vicissitudes of face said to himself. After looking at Wang Yi for a moment, he stepped on the blue spiritual light and rode away in the wind. This old man is the great elder of the Phantom Sect. He has always had his own way of doing things, and his quirks are hard to figure out.
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???
"It's still a little bit close. I've already seen the top of the Yunshan Mountain! Still a little bit behind???" Wang Yi was exhausted to the extreme. It seemed as if thousands of kilograms of stones were tied up all over his body. Every move was very laborious. Now
He fell into a coma again. Now the wounds on his body had begun to erode, and he could still smell a faint stench.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Yi, who was lying in the mountain, suddenly moved his right hand, and then his whole hand slowly moved forward. From the beginning to the end, his head did not rise, and he fell on the ground like soft mud.
On the ground, it was slowly squirming like an insect.
At this time, he was still in a coma, but his body was climbing forward incredibly slowly. All of this was supported by his strong faith and determination to reach the top of the mountain.
Some disciples had already seen Wang Yi, but no one came forward to rescue him. They just watched and smiled from a distance.
"Is this??? I didn't expect that this boy actually has a spiritual reflection. Li Rong, the peripheral disciple, listens to the order! This boy will be under your control from today on. Go and save him now. If he dies, his
Because of your sin, you must not let him do any chores until he is healed! Do you understand?" The old man with a vicissitudes of face said in a dumb voice.
Li Rong specializes in controlling peripheral disciples. He is not tall but is very strong. He is full of fat, showing his blessings. When he heard the words of the great elder, his whole body trembled. He could see that Wang Yi
His life was on the line, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only nod heavily and said, "Disciple, take the order!"
At this time, his face also showed a trace of paleness. When he saw the great elder leaving, he suddenly scolded the disciples next to him and said, "Why don't you go and carry him back quickly? What are you doing in a daze? If something goes wrong with him, you guys
Don’t even think about having a good time!”
When many peripheral disciples heard this, they all looked stunned, turned pale, and immediately ran towards Wang Yi???
