The two old men playing chess, Qing waiting on the side, and the young man in the pool, this scene lasted for a full month and a half, and the final countdown to the opening of the secret realm had begun.
But Chen Tian still showed no signs of waking up, but the power surrounding him became stronger and stronger.
"The spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger." When Bo Xi Luo Zi, his hands actually trembled a little.
Chen Tian is a warrior, but within Tianchi, his spiritual power increased, which was beyond his expectation.
Hou Qing was speechless, but in his heart he was looking forward to Chen Tian's growth more and more.
"How long do you think he can stay in Tianchi?" Boxi said.
"As long as he can withstand the power of Tianchi, there's nothing wrong with staying a little longer."
"Maybe he can really surpass Junzi Sword." Qing Ye said from the side.
"If you want to be on par with Junzi Sword, you must at least reach the ninth level of respect for martial arts." Hou Qing said, it was not that he underestimated Chen Tian, but Junzi Sword was too strong.
With this son's talent, Hou Qing was just a hair away from accepting him as his direct disciple.
It's just that the darkness in his heart is not enough. He is known as the Gentleman's Sword, which is by no means a continuation. Wen Tianji is a man of great righteousness and has an innocent heart.
Therefore, Hou Qing could tell at a glance that Wen Tianji was not suitable for his own path of swordsmanship.
But Chen Tian was different. His sword was domineering and filled with the aura of destruction, and Chen Tian had something that Wentianji didn't have.
Chen Tian can definitely inherit his own sword power.
But Chen Tian gave up that opportunity, and then Qing himself was reborn, so his current goal is to work hard to train Chen Tian and make him the strongest disciple in Tianjian Mountain.
"These two people will be the future of our Tianjian Mountain." Boxi said solemnly, but he was also a little worried in his heart: "It's just that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The master of Tianjian Peak has spent all his efforts to cultivate Wentianji, so
I’m afraid that the final result will be different than we imagined.”
When two peerless geniuses met, Wen Tianji was also a direct disciple of Tianchi Sect Elder, and Chen Tian was a disciple of the Evil King.
"In this world, the strong are respected." Hou Qingzhi said this.
But the final result has been determined. No matter whether the two of them meet or not, if they meet on a narrow road, the stronger one will win.
…
at this time.
The ice and snow field is hundreds of miles away from the foot of Tianjian Mountain.
A man in gray clothes walked in the heavy snow and cold wind. Every step he took seemed extremely heavy, leaving a medium-deep footprint on the ice-condensed ground.
Behind the man, something like a white iron block hung, which looked like a shrunken coffin.
Ordinary people cannot set foot in this kind of ice and snow. Even those who have reached the realm of martial arts cannot withstand this powerful cold air.
Not to mention, walking so effortlessly.
"Help me, help me..." At this moment, a weak cry for help echoed in the ears of the man in gray robe.
The man raised his head and looked at a corner not far away. In the cold and snowy field, there was a young woman lying on the ground. The woman's legs were covered in ice and she seemed unable to move.
The man in gray quickened his pace and came to the woman's side.
"Girl, are you okay?" The voice of the man in gray was very magnetic and pleasant. He should be a young man.
The woman raised her head, with a delicate face, and a look of pain on her face: "I accidentally got lost here and fell into the snow. I didn't have any anti-cold elixir on me, and I accidentally got myself deeply trapped.
Among them, please, save me."
"This is a pill that can withstand the cold. Taking it will help you walk out of the snow." The young man took out a pill and gave it to the woman.
The woman was full of gratitude: "Thank you, thank you."
The girl took the elixir and the coldness in her legs was driven away.
The moment she stood up, her whole body was filled with the fragrance of flowers. The woman's figure became unstable and she fell into the young man's arms.
"Are you okay, girl?" The young man helped the girl up instantly.
"Maybe it's because I've been in the snow for a long time and I couldn't stand firm for a while. Brother, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do." The woman made a secret glance, her eyes full of charm.
"I have given you the anti-cold pill. You are fine now. I will return to the mountain gate now and see you again if we have the chance." The young man said.
"Shanmen, is this brother from Tianjian Mountain?" The woman was surprised.
The young man nodded: "Yes."
A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she seemed to be hesitant. This man just took out a top-quality cold-proof pill. His status must be noble, and he might be the supreme disciple of Tianjian Mountain.
Thinking of this, the woman's smile became even stronger.
"Brother, how about I walk with you in this cold and snowy land, okay?" The woman's voice was numb to the bones.
"No, I'm in a hurry." The young man seemed to have never looked at the woman seriously. He gently left her alone and went on the road alone.
The woman's eyes were stunned. She exerted her power of charm, but the man was not moved at all.
"Haha, you've been under my spell, can you still leave?" The woman's voice suddenly became sharp.
"What did you say?" The young man's expression trembled, as if he was very surprised.
"Little guy, I can only blame you for your bad luck." The woman smiled slightly, extremely evilly. Almost at the moment her voice fell, at least dozens of people appeared at the same time, completely surrounding the man.
The young man was unmoved and still took a step forward.
"Boy, if you want to cross this snow-cold mountain, hand over what you have on you." A man with a scar on his face said, and his aura turned out to be that of a semi-saint.
"You are snow mountain bandits." The young man said lightly.
"Boy, since you know the name of our snow-capped mountain bandits, then obediently hand over the contents of your ring, so that you can save your life."
"Snow mountain bandits practice by robbing others. They act ruthlessly and will never leave anyone alive." The young man said calmly.
"Aren't you afraid of death when you show off your cruelty at the foot of Tianjian Mountain?" The scarred man said solemnly. The young man knew their names, but he could still be so calm.
"Master of the Village, this boy may be a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and his status is not low." The woman said.
"Tianjian Mountain?" The faces of the snow bandits around him trembled. The disciples of Tianjian Mountain were not easy to deal with.
"What about Tianjian Mountain? Many people from Tianjian Mountain have died in our hands these days. If you hand over your things obediently, I will spare your life today."
"Brother, he has been hit by my Ecstasy. He will not be able to use his power for half an hour. Even if he is a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, he is still at our mercy." The woman from before showed a successful smile.
Hearing that this young man had been poisoned, the snow mountain bandits became even more proud.
"Let me see first, who are you, pretending to be a ghost?" The half-life strong man suddenly exerted his strength, and a force of strength came towards him, and actually blew the young man's gray clothes away.
Wearing blue and red clothes, this young man has black hair flying in the wind. His eyes are extremely clear, and they actually have blue pupils. He is an extremely handsome man, full of energy all over his body.
A peculiar temperament.
But what really surprised people was the heavy white object behind him, which was as heavy as a coffin.
"Red and blue robe."
"Tianjian Mountain, disciple of the Holy Tradition."
"Huge white coffin, blue eyes, you, you are..."
The young man suddenly raised his head, and at that moment when his blue eyes trembled slightly, the snow bandits around him felt a sense of boundless fear.
The semi-saint level expert actually showed a look of fear: "You are, Wentianji."
Gentleman's Sword, Wen Tianji!
All the snow bandits in front of them trembled just because they heard his name.
"Ask Tianji, isn't he no longer in Tianjian Mountain?"
"He is asking Tianji, boss, what to do." The snow bandits were moved. Even though they were extremely powerful, they actually showed deep fear when facing the young man in front of them.
"Snow mountain bandits bully good and fear evil, and do all kinds of evil. People and gods are outraged by what you have done. Since I met you today, I will do justice for heaven." Jun Zijian was full of righteousness, and when he spoke, a fierce and threatening aura bloomed instantly.
Just a look, but it made all the snow bandits tremble.
"No, Master Tianji, we didn't know it was you. Please let us go. We will change our ways and never dare to do it again in the future." The village leader of the Snow Mountain Bandits was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot.
Who is Junzijian?
The legend in the entire Northern Territory, although he is just a young junior, his strength is obvious to all. He is a powerful semi-saint, but he cannot muster the courage to fight with him.
"It's too late..."
"Brother, he has been poisoned by me. Don't be afraid of him. Let's go together." The woman suddenly shouted and stood up.
The man with the scar suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face: "You forced us to do this. After being hit by Ecstasy, you won't be able to use your power for half an hour. Even if you are chased by Tianjian Mountain in the future, it is better than dying now."
In your hands, brothers will kill!"
"Snowflakes are falling, snowflakes are floating, snowflakes have never remembered the present day, the sword is fluttering, the wind is rustling, and people are dying in the snow." The moment when Wen Tianji uttered the poem in his mouth, he and all the snow bandits appeared in a flash.
It seems like a replacement has occurred.
No one saw what he did, but when he glanced over, there was a bloody mark on the chests of dozens of people injured by the sword.
In the sky, it seems that his snowflakes are still echoing, his sword is fluttering, and finally his life turns into snow and withers...
Under the gate of Tianjian Mountain.
Wen Tianji stared at the snowy peaks of the clouds, and in his mind, a stunningly beautiful woman emerged: "It's been three years and I'm finally back. Are you okay?"