Chapter 60

three days later, Yi Heng appeared at the gate of the mountain. Looking at the gradually closing clouds, Yi Heng sighed.

Two years later, I came out again, but now I don't know how many times more powerful than when I went down the mountain for the first time.

Facing the rising sun, overlooking the mountains.

The Taoist robe swayed in the mountain wind, and the shadow of a symmetrical figure of about seven feet on the ground seemed to move with the wind.

The solid round face has become thin, the scars on the face have already disappeared under the application of healing elixir, and the light of dark eyes under the thick eyebrows appears calm and confident.

The clouds are floating at the foot, and from a distance, there is a feeling of dust.

But then a strange cry broke the fairyland.

After listening to his strange voice, he jumped to the foot of the mountain and flew away, just as he had been.

After leaving the mountain gate and going out of the mountain, I found that the four seasons inside the gate were like spring, but I didn't realize that it was snowing outside the mountain.

At a glance, the sky and the earth are white.

Yi Heng had a little bit of aura, he did not feel cold, chose the direction, and flew away.

A month later, a long no foot on the path, both sides of the Bush weeds have covered the path.

A Taoist priest walked slowly along the path.

The snow was still floating, but this did not affect the Taoist's walking.

Along the way, the Taoist's face became more and more sad.

This is Yi Heng after he went down the mountain. He came here as if driven by his soul. His grief came from nowhere.

Suddenly, he stopped walking and looked at the bushes under the path on his left.

That night, I was so desperate that I slipped here and rolled in the Bush for several times. I even fainted with fright.

That night, when the soul crossed the alien world, he passed through here and entered his mind in the bush. By chance, he took the house and was reborn.

For a moment, he seemed to return to the past, his mind was in a trance.

Looking up at the front, a forest of weeds appeared.

What about home? Where are your parents and sisters?

He could not help stepping into the weed forest.

On the ground, the ruins of brick debris gradually increased, frequently stepping on the white bone issued the sound of brushing.

But he walked more and more quickly, as if to go home along the familiar road, in the sparse forest, left and right turn.

It ended up in a place.

In front of him, only half of the collapsed wall was left, and everything was covered by the snow covered weeds, but he could still tell where his room was.

Tears came naturally, and he suddenly fell on his knees.

Close your eyes and you'll see what happened when you were a child.

"Dad, is your injury still painful? Don't cry, mother. Heng'er will protect you and fight many wild animals when he grows up. "

"Well, my mother won't cry. Our heng'er is the best."

"Sister, come on, there are a lot of wild vegetables here."

"Little brother, walk slowly, don't fall, wait for elder sister!"

...

kneeling Yi Heng seems not to know the gravel under the knee, forgetting the pain.

"Heng'er, run fast, don't look back, remember not to turn back."

Panicked, he ran out of the village along the path, only to hear a cry of killing coming into his ears. He was scared and rolled into the coma of the bush.

When I woke up, I finally looked back at the village.

Manzhuang fire and killing shouts are printed into the mind, and the time and place are overlapped here.

Kneeling Yi Heng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind and collapsed on the ground.

Purple house, face like easy Heng villain sitting upright, chaos in a burst of rolling, a translucent villain slowly appeared.

Fuzzy facial features with a sad color, but then toward the small man sitting upright floating, to the side, it seems that there are some reluctant to give up.

The villain sitting upright can't wait. With a move, the translucent villain floats into his small body and merges with him.

The villain sitting upright kept holding the decision. After a while, his body became bigger and bigger, as if he had eaten some tonic. His facial features showed a happy expression.

Early in the morning, the snow stopped, and the small trees began to chirp out for food.

Yi Heng, who fell on the ground, suddenly moved and then opened his eyes.

First, he kneaded his head with both hands, then sat up and was surprised to see his wet clothes.

"Where am I? Wasn't it still on the path yesterday? How did you get here? This should be the location of yijiazhuang? " He looked around in disbelief.

"How can I sleep here? Shouldn't you wake up at the time of Mao? "

Numerous questions came up, but no one could answer them.

Holding back the confusion, he stood up and stretched out a big stretch.Suddenly, I feel that the spirit is much better than before. It seems that I have gained freedom. I don't always feel pressure in my soul as before.

"If you don't understand, it's time to go to work. It's a long way from here."

Along the way he came, he flew away again, gradually drifting away, until he disappeared in the sky, leaving only this piece of ruins that no one can remember from now on.

To his surprise, he was not urged by his soul since that night.

"Is there something wrong with the gossip tray again?"

Entering the purple mansion, the first feeling is to find that the villain has increased a lot.

If we say that it was 30% bigger than the beginning, now it is more than half as big as before.

The facial features are much clearer than before. It looks like a miniature version of Yi Heng.

"What's going on?" Yi Heng feels a little surprised.

What happened that night?

But then, he was only surprised, and his soul was strong again. This is a great good thing. He practiced faster and cast faster.

With a happy mood to see the floating in the purple mansion Bagua plate, there is no change, delicate and thick, or so mysterious.

"I want to hold it in my hand and have a closer look at it. What is this gossip dish? How can I get it out?"

Just thought of here, purple mansion that villain small hand a wave, Bagua plate disappeared.

Yi Heng, sitting in the cave, is surprised to see the eight trigrams plate floating in front of him.

"That's really something to take out."

He reached out his hands and stroked the Bagua dish the size of a palm.

The pattern of yin and Yang in the middle is so clear, and the eight characters around the edge are so familiar that heaven and earth shake Gen and Li Kan duxun.

Feeling the cold, he was overjoyed and knew that he would be able to go further on the road of Xiuxian. Maybe he could wait for that day.

To live to the day of a previous life, to see your parents.

This is the purpose of cultivating immortals.

"The Bagua plate must be a artifact. It is clear that it can warn and gather aura, but it would be better if it could attack and defend." He thought of it in vain.

But all need the support of the soul, think of the soul, it is better to try.

The villain in the purple mansion runs the skill, and a soul power flows into the Bagua plate along the small hand, and then waves his hand.

Yi Heng in the cave saw that the eight trigrams disk flew forward, aiming at a big stone a hundred Zhang away.