The huge mountain has huge cross-shaped steps generated by natural weathering. Only when the blizzard stops slightly, these stone steps will be revealed, giving people a miraculous power.

Most people in Donghu regard this snow-capped mountain as a sacred mountain, not only because of the appearance of this snow-capped mountain, but because the grottoes of this snow-capped mountain live in many real ascetic monks.

Since the old monk walked out of this snow-capped mountain, he entered the Donghu Palace with only one person's strength, causing great changes in the Donghu. At this moment, this mountain has more extraordinary meanings in the eyes of all Donghu people.

Because the old monk returned to this mountain after killing the Donghu Emperor Yelu Zhenying. Novel: At this moment, he was still sitting at the end of the ascetic cave, motionless, and his body seemed to gradually become exactly the same as the stone venerable carved on the stone walls on both sides, and even his facial features became a little blurred in the dim light.

Li Xixing walked into the grotto from outside.

The old monk opened his eyes and smiled at the young man in Changling. Then his hand touched the purple-red bedding under him, and a golden light fell in front of Li Xixing.

This is a pure gold face, and I don’t know what kind of heaven and earth energy it condenses. There are sunlight in the darkness, and several unique runes are like tears, flowing from both cheeks to the tip of the chin. Crystal light spots flow inside these runes, just like the souls of fireflies locked in a golden cage.

Li Xixing took the mask and his eyes suddenly sterned, saying, "This is Wanyan Honghua's mask."

The old monk smiled and said, "The piece of wood that the man asked you to bring me to tell me the true meaning of my practice, which is to let me abandon the prosperity and get straight. Wanyan Honghua should be one of the people who oppose Yelu Canglang becoming the new emperor the most, so before I came back, I went to the Donghu border army and knocked him to death."

"I went to the Donghu border army and knocked him to death..."

Listening to this sentence, Li Xixing was speechless.

This sentence is simple, but in fact, countless strong men gathered in the Donghu border army, it is even more difficult than going to the Donghu Palace to kill the emperor.

"In terms of cultivation and murder, what are you ranked first in the world now?" So Li Xixing couldn't help but look at the old monk who seemed a little compassionate and cute at this moment.

"second?"

It was easier and more casual than mowing grass, but the old monk felt a little childish at this time. But after saying the second, he was inexplicably stern and said seriously: "At least you have to be third."

Li Xixing was speechless again. He looked at the mask in his hand and asked, "What's this? A gift for me?"

The old monk grinned slightly, looking a little happy, and then he earnestly said: "The most important thing in practicing cultivation is the opportunity. If you bring news, you are destined to me. And you are a very interesting Changling person. If you haven't seen each other these days, you should have refined a certain natal object. This mask is called Tianlianglei, and your natal object should also come from Tianliang. There is originally a connection between the two."

Li Xixing was stunned for a moment. He could sense that the mask in his hand contained a very powerful vitality, but he did not expect that it was also from the former Tianliang.

"I originally needed to hide my identity, and this mask is very suitable for me."

He hesitated for a moment, thanked him first, and then said, "We have entered the Tianliang ancestral land before, and the things I have refined come from the Tianliang ancestral land."

The old monk didn't seem to care about the four words "Tianliang Ancestral Land" and just said, "It's an opportunity."

"What opportunities do you want to bring to me now?" Then he looked at Li Xixing wearing a mask and asked.

"Someone is coming to find you." Li Xixing said: "The people who ask me to bring you will pass by here."

The old monk was stunned, and the light and shadow in the cave seemed to be confused in an instant. He suddenly became excited and said in a trembling voice: "Where is he now?"

Li Xixing said: "Counting the time, it's only a few hundred miles away."

"take me."

The old monk got up anxiously and stood up from the purple-red mattress.

As Li Xixing pointed out the direction, he began to go wild.

This is a terrible state of practice. There seems to be no fluctuations of vital energy between heaven and earth, or all fluctuations of vital energy are gathered in his body.

There is no strange appearance outside his body, and there is no difference between him and ordinary people walking.

However, he took a step forward and was hundreds of feet away.

Just like the distance between heaven and earth was shortened at his feet.

His eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

It was like the first time I understood the master’s teachings and the first time I felt the existence of the heaven and earth.

Even Li Xixing at this time might not be able to understand his mood.

This is indeed a feeling of a new practitioner who has just entered the practice of meeting his teacher.

Because only practitioners who have arrived in Changling in the past and have truly experienced that battle can truly understand how far that person has gone on the road of cultivation, and how terrible that person's understanding of the essence of heaven and earth and swordsmanship is.

The means of practice can be passed on, but the state of practice cannot be replaced.

So when the piece of wood that was enough to guide him to practice was passed into his hands, he already understood who the other party was.

Because he was too excited and enthusiastic, he didn't even care about the loss of his true energy in his body.

This is a terrible thing in the world of practitioners, but he did not notice it.

He just walked straight towards the direction Li Xixing pointed, until a pack of wolves and a colder aura appeared in his perception.

He felt keenly that the extremely cold aura was deliberately blooming to let him know.

He knew that the man was coming and was so excited that he could not help himself. He knelt down in the wind and snow, prostrating himself.

This practitioner, who was already invincible in Donghu, knelt deeply at the chariot dragged by the wolf pack, and the snow covered his head.

The wolves stopped, fearing and uneasy.

Ding Ning got out of the carriage and bowed to the old monk who was kneeling on the ground in the snow.

The old monk then stood up, his hair and eyebrows were covered with snow. He was inexplicably happy. He looked at Ding Ning's quiet and peaceful face like a miracle, and was surprised and praised: "I didn't expect you to be alive."

Ding Ning's appearance did not change. He looked at him and said calmly: "Life and death are difficult to define."

The old monk was stunned and then said sincerely: "This is an area that other practitioners cannot access."

Ding Ning said: "I have something to ask for you."

The old monk said very simply: "Ask every request."

"You are indeed an anomaly." Ding Ning looked at him and laughed. At this moment, the smile of his old monk also contained joy that ordinary people could not understand.

The old monk stood up as respectfully as a junior and said, "I still want to ask the master for a long time to ask him a question."

Ding Ning said: "Ask as much as possible."

The old monk said: "In Changling, you completely let go of killing. No strong man in the world can be regarded as a sword. I don't know how many stronger men are than me at that time. You just looked at me from a distance and saw my flaws, but why did I survive?"

"I just said that you are an anomaly."

Ding Ning looked at him and said seriously: "The practitioners of all dynasties gathered in Changling. They are afraid that one person is too strong and will destroy him. But you are different. You are shackles in the realm of cultivation. You really want to see the realm you cannot reach. You will die without regrets when you look at it. You have the desire to seek the Tao and ask for death. This is pure practice. If you want to see a higher realm, you will be able to see it at first, but why do you have to die here?"

"I was originally a child from an ordinary herdsman in Donghu. Because I was too poor to raise it, I was adopted by the monks. After being guided by the master, I learned about the practice and realized the vitality of heaven and earth. Then I felt the most wonderful things between heaven and earth. Only then did my life have meaning. The master took me into the mountain, raised me and let me live and practice, and you were in Changling to let me live and let me see the state I had not seen. This kind of kindness is equivalent."

The old monk looked at Ding Ning, "So I went to the master to serve him."
Chapter completed!