Today I hold the world

In the dark dream, the sky and the earth are gray and white, and the endless snow-capped mountains are endless, and there are countless ice picks under the feet. Every time you take a step, you have to endure the pain of the sharp ice picks piercing the soles of your feet. The feeling goes deep into the bone marrow , I want to break free from this dream, but I can't get rid of it no matter what.

After crossing a snow mountain, and another snow mountain, Zhong Ziyan doesn't know how long he walked, it seems to be ten years...20 years...30 years...

There is no difference between sunrise and sunset. As time goes by, he gradually becomes an iceman. He wears a pair of ice spikes on his feet. Where the shoes meet the soles of his feet, there are white bones. No blood has flowed out. up.

Life is fragile. In front of the world, a random landslide, tsunami, or source of plague poison can end thousands of lives.

Life is also tenacious, even if there is only a little strength left, try to break free from Yama's chains.

Zhong Ziyan knew that he was going to die now, but he didn't want to die, but he was really out of strength.

At the foot of the last snow-capped mountain, hundreds of blood corpses frozen into ice coffins stood dead silent in the huge ice dungeon.

When I was young, I heard from Ah Weng that when you die, you can see your closest relatives, and they will drag you to another world to live a new life.

If it is really like what is said in the story, what appeared in front of me at this moment should be the father with a serious face and a Confucian robe, the kind and kind grandfather, and the mother who can no longer remember her face.

But at this moment, the blood corpses in ice coffins whose faces cannot be seen clearly exude a terrifying breath of death. Zhong Ziyan suspects that they are his relatives, but he dare not approach them. He is about to run out of strength in his last breath. Do you want to rush over to see clearly? ?

Crush it!

Jumping up and rushing forward, the faces inside those ice coffins became clearer and clearer. Zhong Ziyan saw his grandfather Zhong Tianmo, looking at him kindly with a pair of wise eyes. The surrounding ice coffins gradually melted, and the breath of death disappeared. One by one, the family members moved forward to greet each other.

Zhong Ziyan burst into tears, "Father, grandpa, Yan'er is here~" The whisper drifted through his heart weakly.

In the dream, the whole world gradually collapsed, and the sky and the earth were dark. At the last moment of resignation, there was only a deafening whale cry:

"Hey~Wow~"

Zhong Ziyan opened his eyes in fright, bounced up half of his body, and looked around.

Ancestor Tao in the scarlet Taoist robe stroked his beard and smiled, Liang Yu was crying at the gate of the cave, and Jiang Yuzhou, whose hair was messy and pale, knelt on the ground. What's going on?

The old man Liang Yu rushed over, crying and laughing on his stomach, "Young master, you are awake~"

Zhong Ziyan touched his breastbone, he still felt icy cold, but there was no piercing pain, a small whale swimming above his head, he was very happy.

Her throat was hoarse, and she forced herself to ask, "Old Ancestor, ah, Senior Brother Jiang, how long have I... slept?"

Looking at his skinny arms, touching his face with his hands, his eye sockets are sunken, and his outline is completely covered by bones, Zhong Ziyan can guess without looking in the mirror that he probably only has a few bones left.

Tao Fangyin laughed loudly, "This dream probably took decades, right?"

Jiang Yuzhou held Zhong Ziyan's palm, and tears rolled down his eyes, "Brother, you've been lying down for four months! Teach me to worry day and night, and I can't sleep or eat~"

"Four months!" Zhong Ziyan was shocked.

Tao Fangyin stroked Zhong Ziyan to lie down with a gentle aura, "Don't panic, since you're awake, you can rest in peace, the most difficult time is over, don't care about this moment~"

Zhong Ziyan lay down quietly, his ups and downs in the heart gradually stabilized.

******

In seven days, with the spiritual food nourishing his body, Zhong Ziyan, who was originally haggard, gradually became a normal person. Although he was still thin, he was no longer the same as when he just woke up.

In the early morning, the autumn wind is bleak.

Zhong Ziyan stayed in the bed and paced in his own cave, his body functions gradually recovered, his legs and feet were naturally aura, his palms made a formula, and the spiritual power in his body was circulated and casted. A small flame appeared on his finger, and the fire condensation technique was performed easily.

Liang Yu hunched over and asked happily, "Master, are you almost recovered?"

"En!" Zhong Ziyan replied with a clear voice, speaking calmly and forcefully.

Liang Yu sat on the wooden bench, staring at Zhong Ziyan's body.

"Ahhh, you've worked hard these few days, and you're not too tired to let other senior brothers take care of me~" Zhong Ziyan returned to the couch and said to Liang Yu.

Liang Yu's wrinkled face was dotted with old people, and he smiled lovingly: "Young people are not careful enough, I can't worry about it."

Zhong Ziyan laughed and thought to himself, Ah Om has always been a martial art, and I haven't seen how careful it is before, but this time I actually despise others.

Looking at Liang Yu again, Zhong Ziyan sighed in his heart, "Ah, I'm really old~"

Liang Yu sat for a while, then got up and walked out of the cave, "Master, I'll bring you breakfast~"

"Ah, my health is fine, let's go together!" Zhong Ziyan put on a black robe, walked out of the cave with Liang Yu, and walked towards Wuwei Pavilion.

Along the way, Zhong Ziyan recalled in his mind what Old Ancestor Tao and Brother Jiang Yuzhou had told him in the past few days.

A few months ago, the jackal led many monsters to attack the mountain gate, mainly to avenge Qi Bi. He has the imprint of resentment that has eaten jackal cubs on his body, and that imprint of resentment is the unique destiny of monsters like [Bone Jackal] With talent, the female jackal that is connected with it can naturally sense the murderer.

That Qi Bi is also a poor man, Guo Jiuyou of the Monster Hunting League captured his grandson and threatened his life to force him to submit.

At the beginning, he was only asked to pass on some recent situations in Chilongmen from time to time, but in the end, for some reason, he gave the order to kill Zhong Ziyan.

In the past few months, Tao Fangyin has been going to fight Guo Jiuyou every half a month, but he can't get out, and Zhao Liangcai is always on the side to persuade him. Except for the first time he was seriously injured, the remaining times Yue Dou returns without success every time.

Tao Fangyin didn't understand why the majestic Golden Core targeted a little monk who was practicing Qi at the third level, and Zhong Ziyan himself didn't understand why, why should he kill someone who had no grievances in the past and no hatred in the present?

What was smeared on the broken sword was the venom of the third-order spiritual creature [Frost Prisoner Corpse Grass], which caused the poisoned person to fall into a deep state of mind, and the power of ice engulfed the spirit veins all over his body, and quickly disappeared.

Zhong Ziyan shook his head all the way, completely unable to understand why that Guo surnamed Jin Dan wanted to kill him.

When he came to Wuwei Pavilion, Fatty Chu saw that the master came in person, and quickly took out the spiritual food that he had prepared, "Is the master better?"

Zhong Ziyan smiled and nodded, "It's nothing serious!"

After Fatty Chu brought up the spiritual food, he asked Liang Yu what he wanted to eat, Liang Yu shook his head and said no.

Fatty Chu poured Liang Yu tea, invited him to drink, and stood aside quietly, looking at Zhong Ziyan with his big fleshy face.

Zhong Ziyan took the Lingzhu chopsticks, and just about to do it, he put the Lingzhu chopsticks on the table again, "Hey, so many things have happened in the past few months, but the changes are too fast!"