The child returned along the canyon, and had no words all the way back to the lake. The child was surprised. The originally endless lake water has now formed a thick layer of ice, turning into a huge ice rink, reaching straight to the opposite shore and vaguely disappeared. The entire lake was covered with a very cold air.

"Even the lake water is frozen," the child said in surprise, looking up at the other side of the shore with concern, thinking: "I don't know if there is good, it would be bad if it is the same." He was anxious and did not dare to stay for too long. He quickly stepped on the ice and ran to the other side. About half an hour later, the scenery on the other side was vividly seen again, and it appeared a silvery white. The child was anxious: "This place is so cold, I don't know if the monsters are good, may they resist such coldness." He couldn't help but speed up his pace

The child ran faster and faster, and felt full of energy without any sign of collapse. The child thought, "I feel today, different from the usual." From a distance, a purple shadow sped across the lake.

Finally arrived at the shore, I saw a layer of shiny ice hanging on the trees, flowers, plants, and rock walls. There was no sound. The child was stunned. His eyes turned from the top of the tree to the ground. He saw that various monsters instantly turned into ice sculptures, with different shapes, lying on the ground, and he was about to fly up and want the child to appreciate it without any intention, screaming that all monsters became like this, how could the wolf king be lucky

I was very hurried and quickly passed through the woods. The child prayed in his heart, hoping that the wolf king would have nothing to do, and the wind was coming from his feet. The trees on both sides passed by.

Suddenly, the child stopped and saw a large area of ​​trees in front of him disappeared, as if a meteorite was smashed to the ground, forming a huge round pit. The child was standing on the edge of the pit, looking at the strange scene in front of him, the child thought to himself: "Why is there an extra big pit here? It is related to the sudden cold." His eyes couldn't help but gather in the center of the pit, where a huge black sword was inserted. The child was a little surprised and slowly approached.

Most of the sword body of the great sword was inserted into the rock, and the whole body was black and rusty. The sword body was wide and thick, about one person tall. Only the blunt blades on both sides could be seen as a sword. What's even more strange is that this giant sword had no hilt. The child turned around the sword body and was surprised. There was a black bag tied to the sword body. The child took off the bag. The moment his hand touched the sword body, a purple light instantly spread from the sword body.

"What a familiar feeling." The child held the sword with his hands and exclaimed: "Why is the purple light on this sword so similar to the purple light on my body?" The child suddenly thought that at the bottom of the lake that day, a gorgeous purple light killed the huge monster, saved his life and disappeared. He felt familiar at that time. Could it be this sword?

The child ignored the purple light and quickly spread the bag. The bag was a very soft animal skin with fur on the outside and very smooth inside. There was a large piece of handwriting written on the inside, and every word was blood-black. The child read:

"My son, I regretted my father deeply, did many wrong things in my life, and was eventually harmed by a traitor. I had to throw my son into the valley......"

"Twisted into the valley...my son..." The child looked up in surprise and said, "This is for me, dad!" The child cried out in pain, and suddenly felt his hands and feet tremble slightly, and his eyes were filled with tears. He lived in the valley for more than ten years, but today he learned about his news and read it urgently:

"...Dad injected his cultivation into this sword, and put a little thought on his son. In times of crisis, I hope God can open my eyes and protect my son and leave my lifeline. When I get this sword, if I find this sword, I can open my spiritual consciousness, know the etiquette of the world, know the way of dealing with the world, distinguish it from monsters, and be like ordinary people..."

The child suddenly realized, "No wonder I suddenly spoke. It turned out that my father had already arranged all this. I think my father must have expected that I would think I was a wolf, so I put all my thoughts in the sword. When I find it, I will know who I am." The child looked at it hurriedly, and his handwriting was already a little sloppy.

"... Dad has known his life for a while. If I had read this book, Dad has passed away for more than ten years. Don't be sad. Don't know your father's name or seek revenge for your father... " "Dad!" The child said in pain: "It turns out that you have passed away, but why don't you say who harmed you so that your child can know." The animal skin continued to write: "... If a child lives in the valley for more than ten years, he will be lonely. Dad is really heartbroken. Dad leaves a set of methods to control the air for his son. I refer to this method to practice.

After leaving this valley and going to the outside world, I find a pastoral paradise to enjoy the youth, hoping that my child can forgive my father..." The handwriting in the beast scroll was already very sloppy, and the child held back his tears and continued to read: "... Dad is about to be exhausted, so he should not say much. The following is the key to the air control technique. With the child's qualifications, it will be easy to understand..." The child looked outside the valley and said firmly and painfully: "The worldly affairs outside the world have nothing to do with me, but I must find out the cause of my father's death." He held the beast scroll and continued to read:

"...The way to control the air, control the qi with your heart, transform into the qi, step on the sword and step on the clouds, and walk thousands of miles..." The last thing in the volume is about luck and control the thoughts, the key points of leaping into the air and step on the clouds. The handwriting becomes more and more sloppy as it reaches the end. When the last word is unrecognizable, the child has already understood the general idea and remembered it in his heart.

After watching it in one breath, the child took a deep breath, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Dad has left some cultivation on me, and learn the method of controlling the air. It's not difficult. It seems that I can leave this valley today." After the child finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud "squeak" sound from the side. The monkey was holding the child's tiger skirt, with a sad expression on his face. I thought it was because he heard the child's words and knew that he was leaving the valley.

The child said to the monkey: "Little monkey, I want to go outside to find the cause of my father's death, find out the murderer who killed my father. If I don't avenge, I will be a son." The child stopped and said: "Looking at the handwriting on the scroll, it was already unclear. I thought that my father was exhausted at the time, and the word was obviously written in blood. My father didn't know the situation in the valley, so he threw me down. The situation at that time was also very dangerous, and it was probably forced into a dead end by the enemy."

The child pulled out the big sword and started heavy. The child thought to himself: "This sword has no handle, and it is very inconvenient to carry it, but this is something left by my father. It should be kept properly." The child flipped the sword up and down and looked at it, and there was no abnormality. He thought to himself: "This sword is so powerful that it can easily kill the monster. Now it looks extremely ordinary. Is it really as my father said that it will show strength in my time of danger?" The big sword is really not easy to carry. The child looked around and had to take a vine from a tree, tied the giant sword to his back, immediately adding a lot of mighty momentum. The child suddenly felt that he had become a hero.

"The Way to Control the Air" the child said softly, then pulled up the monkey and flew up, stepped onto the top of the tree and flew towards the cliff. The silver peak was trampled without seeing any swaying. The child thought: "This valley suddenly became cold, I think my mother was frozen, so I'll say goodbye this time." Thinking of the life in the valley for more than ten years, the wolf king's care for him was vividly in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Thinking of the life in the valley for more than ten years, the wolf king's care for him was vivid in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

The cliff in the distance was already visible. Next to the cave under the cliff, the huge body of the wolf king stood. The wolf king squatted at the entrance of the cave, looking at the other side of the lake, motionless, but at this time the whole body was covered with ice. The child fell in front of him, looking at the wolf king, and suddenly knelt down and said, "Look at the direction where I was looking at, it was the place where I was in trouble. It seemed that when I was unconscious, the cold was raided here."

The child looked up at the wolf king. The wolf king's eyes were full of worry and concern. The child said, "Mom, I'm leaving. I'm going outside the valley to find the cause of my father's death. I'm leaving." The child stood up. He wanted to get close to the wolf king. He didn't dare to get close. He knew that as long as he approached, the ice layer around the demon wolf would be dissolved. The child pulled the monkey back slowly, and gradually the figure of the demon wolf retreated out of sight.

In the woods, the child pulled the monkey to his side and gently touched its head. The monkey's eyes were full of sadness. It could feel what was going to happen. The child threw his hand gently, and the monkey slowly flew towards a tree in a strong energy. In the air, the monkey did not move. But after leaving the child, a layer of ice was immediately attached to the body. The monkey fell steadily on a branch and turned into an ice monkey, but his eyes were still quietly looking at the child.

The child's eyes were slightly wet and whispered to the surroundings: "One day, this place will definitely be warm again, and you will all wake up again. At that time, no one will make trouble."

The child looked back and said, "Mom, I'm leaving." He looked at the monkey on the tree and said, "Little Monkey, I'm leaving." He moved his body, jumped onto the top of the tree, and strode with force, and then ran up the cliff. The scenery at the bottom of the valley became blurry. On the extremely steep cliff, the child was carrying a black giant sword, and his movements were like the wind, and he was as flexible as he could, and he flew out of the valley.
Chapter completed!