A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Jia Chongsheng's mouth, and a large amount of rain washed over his cheeks, like countless winding water snakes, shining with a strange light under the lights.
He was still standing on the top of the cliff, overlooking the bottom, as if enjoying the fatigue of the prey's struggle. Zhi Shou actually sprang out of the cave, quickly grabbed the branches and vines, climbed down, and tried to climb from the other side along the dark bottom of the cliff.
Climb over one side of the mountain wall and escape from here.
"Even if you are an evil exterminator, you are still a mortal. How can you escape from the hands of the mountain god?" Jia Yi sneered.
"This scene is a bit familiar. I seem to have seen it before." Jia Ren looked at Zhi Kaizhen, who was running exhausted in the wind and rain, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Everything is in circulation. There is nothing new under the sun." Jia Chongsheng glanced at Kong Haolie who staggered out of the grotto, with a hint of sharp sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "For thousands of years, the jade on the earth has been
People resisted the gods who descended from the sky, and the cycle continued endlessly. The beautiful women were slaughtered again and again, played with again and again, and the results of failure were repeated again and again, and the race was almost extinct. What is the meaning of such resistance?" p>
Jia Yi murmured: "Only when we become part of God can we escape from our tragic fate and become the victorious party. People and things that fail are destined to perish and have no meaning."
"It is meaningful to survive, and survival is everything." Jia Ren readily agreed.
The mountain wind howled and the heavy rain whipped, Zhikari tried his best to climb over the cliff on the other side, passed through the swaying trees, and ran away into the distance with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The wind and rain were swaying all around, and it was almost impossible to discern the direction. When he looked back, Shenri Villa was hidden in the depths of the night, as if he had disappeared. In the darkness, something invisible seemed to be extending, slowly seeping into his body.
However, the light from the glazed sphere in Jiang Palace turned around and was driven out.
He didn't know how long he had been running, but Zhikarizhen gradually felt that his legs were weak and exhausted, but he was still wandering in the mountains and couldn't find a way out. He found a high and wide rock and hid under it to take shelter from the rain. Unknowingly,
I feel tired both physically and mentally, and I feel sleepy and sleepy.
Kong Zhen's physical body is far inferior to his original sword body. If it weren't for his almost Hedao mental strength, he would have been unable to hold on long ago. At the same time, the glazed ball in Jiang Palace was also slowly rotating, emitting
It shines with strange brilliance, constantly dispelling the gloomy coldness that corrodes the body.
Zakari felt vaguely that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it. At some point, the storm stopped inexplicably.
"Look up, Kong Zhen, you loser is lazy again!" With a roar, Kong Haolie strode over, raised his long and thick withered vine whip, and whipped towards Zhikarizhen.
Zhikari was really surprised. Kong Haolie seemed to suddenly appear out of the dark night, appearing without warning. He subconsciously ducked sideways, and there was a loud "snap", and the vine whip hit the rock, shattering into pieces.
Stone fragments flew out and hit Zhikarizhen's body, causing a few small blood marks and a dull pain.
Zhikarizhen came to his senses immediately. He ran away all the way and even forgot about Kong Haolie. Even the impression of Shenri Villa became blurry.
That memory of mine is gradually fading away.
Could it be that he was influenced by the mountain god? Zhikarima was frightened. Is this the reason why Kongzhen’s memory of this place is blank? The power of evil spirits has enveloped this mountain, or the mountains are evil spirits. As long as you are in it
, will be continuously eroded until the spiritual world becomes narrow, dark, and void, and eventually loses oneself, just like those people in the villa?
"Evil spirits are everywhere in this world. No matter how you hide or escape, it's all useless. Do you know it, you weakling?" Kong Haolie roared with an angry look on his face, swinging his vine whip and lashing Zhikarizhen hard.
, "Are you a descendant of my Kong clan? You can only pee like a horse all day long, and you can't even practice the ancestral Tribulation Sutra!"
Zhikarizhen's eyes flashed, and the Gray Tribulation Sword jumped out of the middle Dantian. The gray shadow of the sword passed by quickly, cutting the vine whip into two.
"Have you mastered the Tribulation of Ash Sutra? Are you already a New Moon-level monk?" Kong Haolie couldn't help but stared at the ash-like sword shadow in surprise and joy, "The magical power you visualized is actually a sword! What a coincidence.
Quite, the Ashes of Tribulation Sutra that my ancestor of the Kong family received back then was also in the shape of a sword. Is this the manifestation of my ancestor of the Kong family?" He was very excited, and then he thought, could it be that the magical treasure started to work?
"Yes, I succeeded by luck." Zhikarizhen looked at Kong Haolie without any expression. It was obvious that the other party had also lost a memory, as if he had gone back to the time when Zhikarizhen possessed Kongzhen for the first time, and what he said was also the same.
Similar in the past.
"However, you are just a New Moon cultivator now, and it's not time to be complacent yet! For evil spirits, cultivators are more delicious prey and interesting dolls..." Kong Haolie's face straightened, and he scolded Zhi Shou again.
Zhen Yitong took off the bag he was carrying, took out two black dry buns and handed them to him, "Keep going, don't dawdle!"
Zhikarizhen hesitated for a moment, took the steamed bun, and walked forward with Kong Haolie. The mountains on all sides were vast and changeable, with dense vines blocking the paths and dangerous rocks surrounding them. They climbed for most of the day, but still could not get out of the mountains. "Damn it, why can't you always get out?" Kong Haolie impatiently kicked up and kicked the short camphor blocking the way.
Zhikarizhen took a look at the camphor tree that was broken into two parts, and his heart sank slightly. Next, it will rain. If what he expected is true, Kong Haolie will take him into the mountain temple to avoid the rain...
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"I remember that the mountain road when we came here is over there." Zhikarizhen had a change of thought, called Kong Haolie, and pointed in another direction.
"Are you sure?" Kong Haolie stopped and looked at him doubtfully.
"I'm sure. Look, there is a path on the edge of the cliff there. We can go down directly." Zhikari Zhen said confidently, and turned around without waiting for Kong Haolie to question. If Kong Haolie is allowed to lead the way, it will inevitably happen.
Lead them to the mountain temple.
This kid has become a cultivator, and he is quite impressive. Kong Haolie hesitated for a moment, did not object, and followed Zhikarizhen.
More than half an hour later, with lightning and thunder, strong wind and rain, a dilapidated mountain temple appeared in their sight.
Zhikarizhen's heart suddenly sank.
Is this an illusion, or is it the immortality and evil power of the mountain god? No matter where they flee, no matter how they escape, there is always a mountain temple waiting for them in this mountain?
"Let's go to that ruined temple to take shelter from the rain, and then we'll start our journey tomorrow morning. Be careful, I always feel like something's wrong." Kong Haolie said uneasily, wiped the rain from his forehead, and strode towards the mountain temple. The evil mountain god would not let them escape. Zhikarizhen stared at Kong Haolie's back with a gloomy and uncertain expression. How many times had Kongzhen and his son entered the mountain temple?