There is no need to dwell too much on the old man's past. At worst, when the time comes, I can go back to Black Iron City and ask him directly. As the old man's great grandson, can he not tell me?

After figuring this out, Su Huai let go of Liu Canglan's hand with a bored look on his face.

Liu Canglan got up from the ground, stretched out his hands to wipe the sand and dust off his face, then broke off his mandible that was knocked crooked by the ground, and looked at Su Huai with a ghostly look.

"Little Su family..."

"Um?"

Looking at Su Huai's slightly narrowed eyes, Liu Canglan waved his hand and smiled.

"Su Huai, what kind of strength do you have, even compared to Niang Xi, I can't even resist?

You have to be at least a seventh-level Heavenly Immortal Realm, right?

I really don’t know what you grew up eating..."

Su Huai curled her lips and did not answer Liu Canglan's question. Instead, she raised her hand and touched the smooth stone wall.

At the 60,000th step, if you take another step up, the pressure will instantly increase tenfold.

Although Su Huai has ninth-level cultivation, after all, his current spiritual root level is too low, and his newly formed spiritual roots are too fragile and cannot withstand greater impacts.

If it goes further, it is very likely to be like an old man who has been ill and weak for a long time and suddenly shows off a thousand-year-old ginseng. If the deficiency is not supplemented, the result will be death.

Fortunately, although it is not the top level here, it can already touch the bottom of the Enlightenment Monument, which will have no impact on his next plan.

"Little snake?"

Su Huai tapped the ring on her finger.

"Little Snake?"

[duplicate words, disgusting heart]

"..."

The ring on her hand moved and turned into the small silver snake again, coiled between Su Huai's fingers, raising her head and spitting out tiny pink snake messages.

[Come closer and let me touch the Enlightenment Monument]

"Then I press it directly?"

【Press it】

"Did I really press it?"

【You are always bored or annoyed! Keep saying it!】

【Quickly press!】

Su Huai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, placed his right hand on the dark brown stone wall, and felt a cold touch coming from the palm of his hand.

The eyes of the little snake between the fingers were flashing red, and it opened its mouth. Its sharp snake teeth left two small holes on the stone wall like biting tofu.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic force seemed to have found a vent, rushing out from the deepest part of the stone tablet, and converged towards Su Huai's location through the holes.

"Grass!"

Sanity? How do you want me to be sane!?

They all said that nothing is enough, but when Su Huai noticed this scene, his face turned pale instantly, his little hands shook and he almost ran away.

[Look at your worthless look]

【Don't move!】

The huge energy did not explode Su Huai's body. The silver snake opened its mouth and blocked the hole, absorbing at least 99% of the energy.

And the remaining bit is just the limit that the young spiritual root in Su Huai's body can currently bear.

As the energy entered his body, Su Huai's body trembled, and his soul drifted, as if he was sent to the clouds.

At the same time, some intermittent images were poured into his sea of ​​consciousness along with the energy...

An isolated island and a small pavilion.

Four young people, three boys and one girl, sat around a small pavilion, changing glasses and talking about life.

Partly drunk and partly sincere, the four of them agreed in the pavilion that they would get together every five years to go to the pinnacle of immortality!

In the first five years, four people came together. One of them, a man and a woman, had been in love for a long time and got married. They were accused and blessed by the other two.

In the second five years, only three people came.

The path of immortality is inherently contrary to nature, contending with people, monsters, demons, and all things. Although his death in the middle makes his relatives and friends sad, there is nothing he can do about it.

Five years later, the city where the couple was located was attacked by a powerful monster.

The dark calamity fire drowned everything, and the weak human race was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire like ants. The screams of monsters were heard in the disaster, and a pair of huge horns powerfully hit the sky.

As one of the most powerful monks in the city, in order to cover the evacuation of more people, the couple had to step forward with the other strong men to face the terrifying monster like gods...

In the fourth fifth year, there was heavy snowfall. Four wine glasses were placed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, but only one person was left drinking alone.

The youth of the past has lost its youthfulness. Twenty years of time have made his handsome face covered with stubble. The boy who was originally full of bookishness is now covered with scars.

After getting drunk, he looked at the calm lake and laughed loudly, recounting to the empty seats the interesting stories he had encountered in the past five years and the secret places he had traveled to.

He said that he fell in love with a woman, but that woman was just an ordinary person. She had a warm and ordinary home and always had a carefree smile on her face.

He couldn't bear to destroy that ordinaryness. Practitioners, especially those in the world he lived in, were powerful and respected, but they also carried the responsibility of protecting Li Fang.

He may die at any time, maybe in the next five years, maybe tomorrow...

Early the next morning, the pavilion in the lake was empty, and the hustle and bustle last night seemed to be just a trance dream.

But there was a line of small words engraved on the small table where the four of them had made an agreement in high spirits and sat around talking and laughing.

"You buried your bones in the mud under the spring"

"I send this world to the world with a head full of snow..."

As expected, the last person did not wait for the next five years.

It was a magnificent battle. He was naked and stood in the air with a black stone tablet in his hand. Flames and thunder flashed around him.

Opposite him, a huge monster with ram's horns stood tall in the sky, with huge black hands that could not be seen at a glance, and a ferocious body nearly a thousand meters high that made people despair.

The monster that killed the couple in the past has become a real god in just ten years.

There are millions of people living in the city behind them. Monsters are besieging the city and cutting off all means of survival. There is no place for them to evacuate.

Despair spread wantonly.

The cultivators in the city rose into the sky one after another. In front of the monster, they didn't even have room to surrender or beg for mercy. If they couldn't escape, they had no choice but to die.

In that world, it would be a shame for a practitioner to die behind a mortal, but it would be an honor to die to protect ordinary people.

The man holding the stone tablet had a flamboyant beard, and lightning kept shooting out from his body, leaving puncture and scorch marks on the goat-horned monster.

But an attack that could destroy mountains and split seas, after being weakened layer by layer on the carapace, only caused him to pause slightly when he struck the monster, and at most he let out a roar.

The battle lasted for a long time.

Each practitioner gave up on life and death, and vented all the power in his body with red eyes. When the power was exhausted, he stirred up his body and rushed towards the area with the densest concentration of monsters, bursting out into a gorgeous fireworks.

This fearless resistance indeed delayed some time.

The people in the city were brave enough to take the iron tools and weapons at home, planning to try to pull someone into the water.

Those who are afraid of death prepare their own painless poison, or hide in what they consider to be a remote corner or a dark cellar, praying that they can escape.

Finally, the practitioners' physical strength began to be exhausted.

The man holding the stone tablet in his hand gasped and suddenly turned back to look at the flower shop in the city.

He didn't see the girl he secretly liked, but...it didn't matter anymore...

The last bit of strength in his body was mobilized, and the condensed light blade pierced not the monster's eyes, but his own eyebrows...

There, a purple thunder crystal shone brightly, wrapping his body and rushing towards the arms of the ram-horned monster.

Boom——

Fireworks are bright and life is gone.
Chapter completed!