Chapter 3

I don't know when that layer of golden light wrapped around murongyu's body like a silkworm chrysalis has disappeared. However, murongyu, who was in a coma, still didn't wake up.

Heavy snow, white snow falling from the sky. Gradually, murongyu's body was buried by snowflakes. After a long time, the snow on the platform which was shocked by murongyu's fall accumulated again, burying murongyu on the ground.

Murongyu is in a coma, his coat is broken, and he is buried by ice and snow! If there were no miracle, he would have been sleeping all his life.

As time goes by, I don't know when it will be dark and bright. Murongyu has been sleeping all day and night on the platform above the cliff.

Is murongyu dead?

All of a sudden, the thick snow suddenly vibrated. Then a voice came from under the snow.

"Why? I'm not dead yet? Where am I? What weighs me so much? "

I don't know when murongyu has recovered his consciousness. The first time, he woke up. However, when he woke up, he found that he was almost breathless now.

When his eyes opened, he saw nothing.

"What the hell." Murongyu struggled a little, then pushed his hands up fiercely.

Bang!

Just as murongyu pushed his hands out, he suddenly felt a heat rush out from between his hands. Then, he saw an amazing scene

Those things in front of him were all vulnerable to be pushed out by him. At this time, he also saw clearly that what he had pushed out was the thick snow.

After Murong Yu had no snow left, he stood up and looked confused.

"Where is this? Didn't I get kicked off the cliff by Murong Ling? Am I not dead? " Murongyu said to himself, a fierce killing opportunity flashed in his eyes.

At the thought of Murong Ling's two brothers and sisters, Murong Yu gnashes his teeth. I have nothing in common with the two brothers and sisters. But I don't know why, but the brother and sister always torture themselves.

Over the years, Murong Yu has been tortured by Murong Ling. If not for Murong Yu's tenacious nature, he would have been killed by the two of them.

"Sooner or later, I will kill you two in person to repay my years of inhuman torture!" Murongyu said with gnashing teeth.

But soon, he began to laugh bitterly. He is just a waste. He has no status and can't practice martial arts.

Murong Ling and his wife are the geniuses of Murong family. Why should they take revenge?

Revenge!

Murongyu's eyes show hatred.

"No, I was kicked off the cliff. Why didn't I die? Just now, how did I push away the snow heap with that great power? What are the two heat streams of the arm? Is it the legendary internal power? Is it true that this time I was kicked off the cliff, and it was a blessing in disguise that I inadvertently ate what natural resources and treasures? "

Thinking of this, murongyu's eyes are full of excitement!

"Ah

But, soon, he exclaimed. Because he found that he was on this platform, not on the world, not on the ground, even if he had an adventure, so what? If you can't leave here, you will starve all the time.

"If only I were like those who cultivate immortals. I'm flying clouds, moving mountains and reclaiming sea. It's just an idea to leave here."

Murong Yu suddenly sighed.

The so-called cultivator of immortals is the cultivator of the true world. These practitioners are very powerful. It is said that they can step on the earth, carry mountains on their shoulders and the sky above their heads. They are very powerful. I don't know how many times stronger than these secular warriors.

"No food, sooner or later you will starve to death. In severe winter, it's so cold that sooner or later I will die of cold. " Murongyu sat on a protruding stone on the platform and said to himself with a sad face.

Looking into the snow-white world, Murong Yu's hands clasped. However, with such a hug, he was startled again.

He found out that the injury on his body didn't hurt. What's more, he didn't feel cold!

"No, I must have been thrown. Something's wrong with me. I didn't feel so cold. Strange, I don't feel hungry either. All the scars on my body are gone. " Murongyu jumped up with a look of shock."It's over. Am I really dead? This is the hell? It is said that only the state of the soul, will not feel cold, heat, hunger Murongyu jumped up and down on the platform, feeling a little frightened.

"Don't jump around, boy. You're not dead."

All of a sudden, a voice suddenly sounded in murongyu's ear.

"Who, who is it?" Murongyu was scared to death. See him long winded everywhere to see the speaker.

"Don't look. You can't see me. Do you want to know who I am? Did you see the place where you were lying before? Do you see that picture on the ground The voice continued to ring in murongyu's ear.

"Who are you?" Murong Yu tried to calm himself down and asked. In the process, he saw the scroll.

"You go and pick up the scroll, and then you can see me." The voice continued.

"You don't want to murder, do you? I know that some people in the world will give up. Do you want to give up? " Murongyu's mind suddenly flashed such a word that he had overheard before.

"Boy, if I hadn't saved you, you would have died. Moreover, if I want to give up, I will give up long ago, and I have to wait for you to wake up? As far as your constitution is concerned, I don't want to give it to me. " The man spoke without reserve.

Murongyu laughed like a self mockery: "yes, I'm just a waste."

While speaking, Murong Yu strode forward and picked up the picture directly.

This is a slightly yellowish picture. There are some mountains, rivers, cities and so on in it. Murong Yu didn't look at it carefully... In fact, he couldn't understand it.

"How can I see you?" Murong Yu asked.

"Concentrate, use your mind to explore the picture, and then you can see me." Said the voice.

Murong Yu clenched his teeth. Without any hesitation, he concentrated on the painting.

Boom!

At the moment when Murong Yu's spirit came into contact with the painting, he felt a great pulling force and wrapped himself up in an instant. Then the scene changed, and he appeared in a strange space.

"Boy, what's up? I didn't lie to you, did I? " A voice came from murongyu. He looked forward, but saw a young man about twenty years old looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"Are you talking to me?" Murong Yu looked at each other for a long time, then jumped out of this sentence.

The young man faltered and didn't nearly fall to the ground: "it's not me talking to you. Do you think it's the ghost talking to you?"

"Who are you? Where am I now? Where the hell am I? What happened? " Murongyu spoke very quickly and asked all his questions.

"Here is the world in the scroll, the scroll you just saw. As for me? You may call me a Hetu Luoshu, which you call an instrument Young people, that is, Hetu Luoshu said.

Hetu Luoshu!

This picture scroll turned out to be the Hetu Luoshu. It turned out to be the first wonderful book in the world that Lu Feng and Lin Yu were fighting for.

"Qi Ling?"

On hearing these two words, murongyu's eyes showed a blazing light. He knows the magic. Only the magic weapons of those who practice the truth can appear.

And a magic weapon or magic weapon, as long as there is a spirit, it is the powerful magic weapon and magic weapon of the machine!

"Are you really an instrument? So, do you have any skills of an immortal? Is there any magic pill that can change my constitution and let me practice martial arts? " Murong Yu's eyes were shining, and he said a series of words like a continuous ball.

"Who am I? I'm the most wonderful book in the world? I have nothing? I even tell you that there are so many magic pills in this space. " He Tu Luo Shu said with some pride.

"Can you give me some? I want to practice martial arts, too! I don't want to be a waste anymore Murongyu looked at the river with a look of hope and said.

"Sorry, no way." He Tu Luo Shu shakes his head and says firmly.

Murong Yu was disappointed: "you are too stingy."

"Boy, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that those things are too advanced. Even if it's given to you, you can't digest it. It will explode and die directly. The spirit will die, and the dead can't die any more. "

"Well, as a powerful spirit, can you help me improve my constitution. I've never been able to practice martial arts. I'm a waste. "Speaking of this, murongyu said with a low look. Although he has been carrying the title of waste for more than ten years and has been used to all kinds of ridicule, he is only a teenager after all.

Who doesn't want to have a powerful body? What's more, people like murongyu have no status. He is more eager to become strong to change his destiny

"Boy, haven't you found that you are not afraid of cold and hunger, and your body has great power?" Hetu stares at murongyu, which means that he hates iron but not steel.

Murong Yu embarrassed to disturb the head: "I just want to ask this question. But can I hope to get rid of this waste constitution? "

"You're not rubbish! It's chaos Hetu said aloud word by word.