"I made a mistake once and shouldn't have opened the door to transcendence for Fang Mu. This time... I won't allow it!" After a long time, the Supreme of the Ninth Sect said this with vicissitudes of life, with regret and a sigh in his voice.

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Fang Mu's death was a serious blow to the Ninth Sect. Even after the news spread, almost all the geniuses of the other eight sects breathed a long sigh of relief.

The feeling of being covered by someone's head also dissipated in an instant, but... less than a hundred years later, Yan'er's place was once again covered with the sky just like her master did back then.

At this moment, Yan'er listened to the voice from the Ninth Sect Supreme. She closed her eyes in silence. When she opened them after a moment, she knelt down and remained motionless. It seemed that if the other party did not allow it, she would continue to do so.

With my own persistence and my pursuit in this life, I am not begging, but it is more than begging...

To pursue the master's path and to find the truth about his master's death has become her obsession, which cannot be extinguished, but cannot be erased.

One month, six months, one year, three years...

In the spring, summer and autumn, countless days and nights, Yan'er could not kneel down. No matter who tried to persuade her or even imprison her, her persistence and her determination moved countless people and at the same time reminded them of those days.

That figure was even more stunning than her.

Both master and disciple are like this.

Five years later, there was a loud roar, a huge crack appeared in the sky, and steps spread out in front of Yan'er.

"Thank you, Supreme Lord." Yan'er looked haggard. After taking a deep breath, she was about to move forward when a soft force suddenly came. After integrating into her body, she swept away her fatigue and even became more energetic.

"Alive...come back." The Supreme of the Ninth Sect spoke softly. In five years, even he was moved by Yan'er's obsession. He understood that he could not stop Fang Mu's only disciple.

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Instead of watching Yan'er kneel down like this until the source of her life withers, it's better to... let go of her hand and let her go on her own.

When the sigh of the Ninth Sect Supreme echoed, Yan'er bowed deeply and raised her head. She looked at the cracks in the sky, with persistence and intense recollection in her eyes.

"Master, Yan'er is here to look for you." As she stepped forward, she stepped on the steps and turned into a rainbow, heading straight towards the crack in the sky and disappearing.

This year, Yan'er left. For the geniuses of the Cangmang Sect, what they felt this time was not that the intention to cover the sky disappeared again, but silence.

Both the master and the disciple have taken the path of transcendence, but they... are still fighting for each other on the vast platform. Such comparisons, the difference between clouds and mud, make them silent.

On the road to transcendence, Yan'er walks very slowly. It's not that she doesn't want to go fast, but she can't do it. For Meng Hao, three years can pass through a disaster, but Yan'er can't do this here. She needs to be more

It took a lot of time to get through the disaster, but her persistence not only did not reduce it at all, but actually increased it.

"Master, I must find your remains." Yan'er murmured in her heart as she faced the strong pressure and arduously moved forward on the road to transcendence. A mastiff dog followed beside her.

Accompany silently.

Time passes, years change, and fifteen years flash forward.

In the mountains and forests of the Seventh Continent, the boy who was born more than ten years ago has grown up and become one of the best hunters in the mountains and forests around his village. Although he is young, his body is extremely flexible.

Inside, he was running fast at the moment, holding a big bow in his hand. After half a stick of incense, he suddenly stopped and started shooting the bow with an arrow at a very fast speed.

With a whoosh, his arrow drew a sharp line of energy and directly penetrated into the body of a black bear more than ten feet away, penetrating at least four inches. The black bear felt pain, roared, and ran towards the boy.

The young man's eyes flashed, and he quickly retreated calmly. Sometimes he fired his bow and arrows, and the arrows pierced into the body of the black bear. Blood flowed down and spread around. At the same time, the black bear became even more frantic. During the pursuit, the young man suddenly stepped forward.

After a pause, he stopped and looked coldly.

Seeing the boy pause, the black bear ran faster and faster. Just as it was approaching the boy, the ground suddenly collapsed under its feet. With a bang, the whole body sank directly. The huge inertial force caused the black bear's body to be crushed in an instant.

Many sharp wooden points that had been placed in the deep pit directly penetrated the body.

After wailing a few times, it weakened and soon the black bear lost its breath.

The young man took a deep breath, with excitement in his eyes, and carefully jumped down into the deep pit of the trap. After handling the black bear, he roared and directly picked it up, walking along the forest towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

In the village, at home, the young man was sweating. When he carried the black bear back, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the yard with a smile on his face. His right leg was bandaged. It was from a hunting trip a few days ago.

Fortunately, he was strong and found a doctor in time, and then he reconnected it. Although he may not be able to function as usual in the future, it is not a serious problem.

"Okay, my little tiger cub from the Shi family can hunt bears."

The young man grinned and ran over quickly. At this moment, the door of the inner room opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out. She looked at the young man dotingly, touched the back of his head, and gave her husband a fierce look.

"Ahem, the child is not young anymore. I thought that when he was this old, he could hunt bears. As my son, Shi Hu, he can naturally do it." The big man shrank his head and smiled naively.

The young man beside him also smiled. He could feel the warmth of home. He was Meng Hao's third incarnation, Shi Xiaohu.

It was just the warmth at home that continued to accompany him for two more years. His father disappeared during a winter hunting, and this warmth disappeared.

That night, it was as if the sky in the family had collapsed. His mother did not believe that the young man's father was missing. The best hunters in the surrounding areas even knew the surrounding mountains as well as if his father, who was just like his own family, would go missing. Looking for

Day after day, night after night.

After still not being found, another year passed. The boy's mother was so sad that she became blind. Two years later, her mother... passed away.

Before she died, she grabbed Shi Xiaohu's hand and held it tightly. Her cloudy eyes seemed to be looking into the distance and murmuring.

"Xiaohu, your father will not disappear..."

That day, Shi Xiaohu cried, just like he did two years ago when his father disappeared. From that day on, he no longer lived in the village, nor did he marry a wife and have children, but lived in the mountains. He was looking for traces of his father.

Time passes, year after year, year after year.

He searched all the surrounding mountains and all areas for twenty years. Finally in the spring of that year, he found a rusty knife on the other side of the mountain. After seeing this

Shi Xiaohu's eyes turned red at the moment he cut the knife. This was his father's knife.

Using the knife as a clue, he dug through the surrounding mountain soil and found a skeleton a hundred feet away from the knife.

Looking at the skeleton and the continued traces on the right leg bone, he knelt down in front of the skeleton. This was his father who disappeared that year.

Her mother did not believe that his father would disappear for no reason, and he did not believe that in his mind, as a prey, his father was extremely capable. Even if he encountered a ferocious beast, he would not be without a chance to escape, and nearby

In the mountains and forests, the most ferocious thing is the bear.

But there were no signs of being attacked by wild beasts on my father's body. The fatal part was a fracture in his spine. This was not caused by wild beasts, but by an arrow that penetrated his body more than 20 years ago.

Shi Xiaohu, who was good at using arrows, could tell the truth at a glance.

Looking at his father's bones, Shi Xiaohu smiled. The smile was cruel, but his eyes were ruthless. He brought his father's bones back to the village and buried them next to his mother's grave, and merged them into a tomb.

, he knelt there and murmured softly.

"Dad, I will avenge you, no matter the cost..."

After a long time, when Shi Xiaohu stood up, his body became colder and he turned around and left.

Time flies, and another ten years have passed, and Shi Xiaohu has become an old man. In these ten years, he used all his methods to finally lock in a village on the other side of the mountain where he was also prey.

, a family there.

The murderer who shot his father was not dead yet.

Shi Xiaohu didn't want to pursue the specific entanglement. He only knew one thing: kill someone and pay for your life.

That night, snowflakes were falling and the sky was freezing. He went to the other party's house alone. When he walked out, he had the smell of blood on his body. He killed the old man. When his children resisted and struggled, he simply killed the whole family of the other party.

And he was also seriously injured. When he was staggering, he carried a head and walked silently across the mountain to his parents' grave. He sat there, placed his head in front of the grave, and drank wine.

, murmuring words that outsiders cannot hear.

The snow was getting heavier, his injuries were too severe, and he had to climb mountains and ridges again. His fuel was exhausted, and he gradually became blurred. He vaguely seemed to see his parents again.

For a long time, in the vastness of heaven and earth, he closed his eyes and fell in front of the grave, as if he was reunited with his parents again and renewed the warmth of the past.

The snow covered his body, but it could not cover the soul flying out of his eyebrows. This soul was floating in the air. He looked down at the grave and sighed for a long time. In this soul, you can clearly see that the third

Each mark gradually became brighter until it was brilliant.

He cupped his fists and bowed, and when he turned around, he stepped into reincarnation.

The third life ends, and the fourth life... begins.

It was also at this moment, on the road to transcendence, that Yan'er passed through the second calamity. She gritted her teeth and walked forward with the pressure increased tenfold. Her cultivation level had also reached the first level.
Chapter completed!