There's no need to dwell too much on the old man's past. If it comes to it, I can just ask him directly when I return to Black Iron City. As his favorite great-grandson, he wouldn't refuse to tell me, would he?
After realizing this, Su Hui let go of Liu Cangran's hand with a bored expression.
Liu Cangran climbed up from the ground, brushed the dust and sand from his face, corrected the jawbone that had been knocked askew by the ground, and looked at Su Hui with a ghostly expression.
"Little Su..."
"Hm?"
Seeing Su Hui's slightly narrowed eyes, Liu Cangran waved his hand and gave a sheepish smile.
"Su Hui, what kind of strength is this? Damn it, I can't even resist!
It must be at least the seventh level of heavenly immortality, right?
I really don't know what you grew up eating..."
Su Hui curled his lips, didn't answer Liu Cangran's question, and raised his hand to touch the smooth stone wall.
The sixtieth thousand steps, and the pressure would instantly increase tenfold with one more step.
Although Su Hui has a cultivation level of nine, after all, his spiritual root level is too low now, and the newly formed spiritual root is also too fragile to withstand a greater impact.
If he goes further, it is very likely that it would be like an old man with a long illness suddenly showing off a thousand-year-old ginseng, and the result of not being able to supplement is to die directly.
Fortunately, although it is not the top layer here, it has already been able to touch the bottom of the Enlightenment Stele, which has no effect on his next plan.
"Little snake?"
Su Hui knocked on the ring on his finger.
"Little snake snake?"
[Redundant words, disgusting]
"..."
The ring on his hand moved and turned into the silver snake again, coiled around Su Hui's finger, raised his head and kept spitting pink small snake's tongue.
[Get closer, let me touch the Enlightenment Stele]
"Then I'll press it directly?"
[Press it]
"I really press it?"
[Are you boring, annoying! Keep talking!]
[Press quickly!]
Su Hui's mouth slightly raised, his right hand on the dark brown stone wall, a cool touch came from the palm.
The little snake in his fingers flashed red light in the eyes, opened his mouth, and the sharp snake teeth left two small holes on the stone wall like biting tofu.
Then, a huge force as if to find an outlet, rushed out from the deepest part of the stone tablet, and gathered towards where Su Hui was through the hole.
"Grass!"
Reason? How can you let me be rational?
It has been said that the virtual cannot be supplemented. Su Hui's face turned white at the moment he noticed this scene, and his hand trembled almost to run.
[Look at your unpromising appearance]
[Don't move!]
The huge energy did not burst Su Hui's body. The silver snake opened his mouth and blocked the hole, absorbing at least 99% of the energy.
And the remaining bit is just the limit that the tender spiritual root in Su Hui's body can bear at present.
With the energy entering the body, Su Hui's body trembled, and his soul was floating, as if being sent to the clouds.
At the same time, some fragmented pictures also poured into his mind with the energy...
An isolated island, a small pavilion.
Four young people, three men and one woman, are sitting in the small pavilion, toasting and talking about life.
Three parts drunk, seven parts true feelings, the four people make an agreement in the pavilion, and they will get together every five years to go to the top of the fairy road!
The first five years, the four people arrived together, one man and one woman have already been in love for a long time, and they have become a couple, receiving the complaints and blessings of the other two.
The second five years, only three people came.
The fairy road is against the sky, competing with people, demons, demons, and all things. Although the mid-term fall makes relatives and friends sad, it is also helpless.
The third five years later, the city where the couple lived was attacked by a powerful demon.
The dark disaster fire submerged everything, the weak human race was buried in the fire like ants, the disaster echoed the roar of the demon, and a pair of huge sheep horns stood against the sky.
As one of the most powerful cultivators in the city, the couple had to stand out with a few other strong people in order to cover more people's evacuation, facing the terrifying monster like a deity...
The fourth five years, the snow was flying, and there were four wine glasses in the lake pavilion, but only one person was drinking alone.
The former teenager has faded the green, and twenty years of time has brushed the handsome face full of stubble, and the teenager who was full of scholarly spirit is now full of scars.
A big drunk, he looked at the calm lake and laughed, and told the empty seat about the interesting things he had encountered in the past five years, and the secret realm he had ventured into.
He said he liked a woman, but that woman was just a common family, with a warm and ordinary family, and always had a carefree smile on her face.
He couldn't bear to destroy that ordinary, a cultivator, especially the cultivator in the world he was in, was powerful and respected, but also carried the responsibility of protecting a side.
He might die at any time, maybe the next five years, maybe tomorrow...
The next morning, the lake pavilion was empty, and the noise of last night seemed to be just a trance dream.
But on the small table where the four people had made a promise with high spirits and talked and laughed, there was a line of small characters engraved.
"Jun buried the spring mud and bones are gone"
"I send the world full of snow..."
The last person did not wait for the next five years.
It was a magnificent war, he was bare-chested, holding a black stone tablet and standing in the air, and his body was constantly flashing flames and lightning.
And in front of him, there was a huge demon with sheep horns, and the black big hand that could not be seen at a glance, and the nearly one-kilometer high ferocious body made people despair.
The demon that killed the couple in the past has become a real deity in just ten years.
There are millions of people living in the city behind him, and the demon surrounds the city, cutting off all the ways to live, and they have no place to evacuate.
Despair, wantonly spreading.
The cultivators in the city one after another stood in the air, and in front of the demon, they didn't even have the room to surrender or plead for mercy, and they could only die if they couldn't escape.
In that world, it is a shame for cultivators to die behind ordinary people, and it is glory to die in protecting ordinary people.
The man holding the stone tablet had a long beard and hair, and the lightning was constantly shooting from his body, leaving piercing and charred marks on the sheep-horned demon.
But the attack that was enough to destroy the mountains and the sea, after being weakened by the shell layer by layer, was only slightly stopped when it hit the demon, and at most it made a roar.
The battle lasted for a long time.
The cultivators abandoned life and death, with red eyes, and vented all the power in their bodies, and when the power was exhausted, they rushed to the most dense area of the demon, blooming a dazzling fireworks.
This kind of fearless resistance did delay some time.
The people in the city, fearlessly holding the iron and weapons at home, tried to pull one down.
Those who are afraid of death are prepared with painless poison, or hide in the corners they think are remote, dark cellars, praying to escape.
Finally, the physical strength of the cultivators began to overdraw.
The man holding the stone tablet in his hand was panting, and suddenly turned his head to look at the flower shop in the city.
He didn't see the girl he secretly liked in his heart, but... it didn't matter...
The last bit of strength in the body was mobilized, and the condensed light blade stabbed not the eyes of the demon, but his own eyebrow...
There, a purple thunder crystal was shining with a bright light, wrapping his body and rushing into the arms of the sheep-horned demon.
Boom—
The fireworks are brilliant, and life is gone.
The stone tablet in the hands of the man also shattered and fell into the deep sea, falling into the sky...