"Wow..."

Julius walked steadily forward on the old suspension bridge.

On the suspension bridge, the iron cables responsible for maintaining the two sides of the cliff kept swaying and colliding with the howling cold wind, making bursts of "clang" sounds.

One minute later...

"sand…"

One leg stepped in the snow on the edge of the cliff.

Within a minute, Julius braved the biting cold wind and arrived in front of this familiar temple.

He straightened his chest and clothes, stepped forward, placed the palms of his hands on the old wooden door, slowly exerted force, and with a harsh "creak" sound, he pushed open the temple door.

"Huhu~~"

The moment he pushed it away, a gust of cold wind carried a large number of crystal snowflakes and roared into the temple.

Julius looked at the deserted temple in front of him and sighed leisurely in his heart.

"Five years have passed and the master has not returned yet."

He remembered that the last time he saw his guru was in the winter of 1982.

Time has passed, and five years have passed, but the master still has not returned.

But he has found the right way, his own way.

"Clang!"

Julius entered, holding the doors on both sides with both hands, and forced them to close amidst the howling cold wind.

I simply swept away the snow in the temple and arranged a place for him to rest.

Immediately, Julius came to the kitchen in the temple. The kitchen was very spacious, with an area of ​​twenty square meters by visual inspection. In addition to a stove, there was also a large amount of dry firewood stored.

Julius had never used this stove, but he had seen his master use it.

But he himself has never used it.

There is no water source on Ambis Peak, and the snow cannot be used as drinking water. After all, the snow will carry many harmful substances when falling from the sky.

As for the guru…

Julius still clearly remembers that when he first saw his master cooking, the master fetched water from a small town at the foot of the mountain. Before the water completely froze, he carried a pole on his shoulder and carried two large wooden barrels to carry the water. Back to the temple.

It would take an average person at least three days to get from the town at the foot of the mountain to the mountainside of Ambis Peak.

But it only took less than ten minutes for the master to go back and forth.

"Crack."

Julius put down his hiking bag, took out some ingredients and pots from the bag, made a fire with dry firewood in the kitchen, and placed the pot on it.

"Click...click..."

The dagger scratched the flint, sparks flashed, and the tinder in the firewood pile ignited. A flame gradually grew and grew until it burned brightly and ignited the firewood.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Julius noticed that something seemed to be placed on the stove. Out of curiosity, he got up and came to the stove.

"This is the Guru's book."

Julius picked up an old yellow book from the stove. He remembered that this was a book placed by his master in the temple. The master would sometimes take it out and read it.

"The master has returned!?"

Thinking of this possibility, Julius perked up.

We haven't seen each other for many years, and although he is no longer what he used to be, he still has the same respect for the old monk who introduced him to the practice of spiritual practice and guided him.

"Just wait."

Julius thought that the master might have gone down the mountain, so he sat cross-legged on the ground again and waited patiently.

a long time……

I don’t know whether it was five hours or six hours.

When Julius woke up from meditation, it was already dark outside, but the guru was still nowhere to be seen.

Julius raised his wrist and watched the hands in the watch slowly rotate until the three hour hands of different lengths overlapped at the same time, pointing to twelve o'clock.

"It's time to go."

Julius decided not to wait any longer. He blew out the blazing fire in one breath, stood up and pushed the door open, stepping into the vast darkness.

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When Julius went out to practice at the top of Mount Ambis, the guru in his heart was currently on an island country thousands of miles away.

Southern region, Shiraishi Pass.

Dotted with canyons connected to steep hills or peaks, this is a very remote mountain range.

In the misty canyon, a stream winds around the mountains. The bright moonlight pours down and shines on the gravel as fine as sugar. It complements the moon reflected in the water. The stars are as bright as the Milky Way.

The mountains and rivers are connected, as if the peaks are covered with strips of starlight and jade.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the canyon.

"blow!"

In the fog, two huge black shadows flashed past, and the sea of ​​fog surged.

The next moment, a little vermilion appeared in the sea of ​​white mist.

A spiraling pillar of blazing fire passed through the canyon. The intense high temperature evaporated the surrounding dew, and a large amount of vegetation was reduced to ashes in an instant.

The blazing pillar of fire flew extremely fast and caught up with the two behemoths in an instant.

The fire pillar paused between the two behemoths. The fire pillar immediately shrank and turned into a flaming ball of light, which continued to expand towards the surroundings, blooming into a dazzling red light.

"Boom~!"

The flaming ball of light exploded violently, blowing apart the two giant shadows. They flew dozens of meters in mid-air, then fell to the ground, and still rolled hundreds of meters into the distance. There were two loud "bang" sounds.

Hitting the rock walls on both sides of the canyon.

The two giant figures were sluggish on the spot, and their already scarred bodies were at the end of their strength.

"Da... da..."

The flames dissipated, and an old monk in white robes walked out.

The old monk's white eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, his lips were trembling, and he was muttering something unknown.

What's strange is that the eyes of this old monk are completely black, with no whites or pupils, as if his eyes have been gouged out long ago, but at this time, his eyes are wide open like a normal person, which is creepy.

His arms are also covered with circles of tattoos, all of which are black circles with one front and one back.

"Humans... are just... after all..."

"Sooner or later... my clan... will replace..."

One of the giant shadows was lying on the stone wall struggling, saying the last words intermittently.

But before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he completely lost his life.

The giant shadow suddenly shrank and turned into a large mass of transparent liquid, seeping into the ground.

"Ouch~!"

Another giant figure stood up and roared in grief. The next moment, it bent its legs and tried to escape.

But just as it stood up, the white-robed old monk suddenly appeared above its head, raising his right arm high, and slapped its huge head with one palm.

"roar!!!"

The giant shadow raised its head and roared angrily. Its huge claws popped out from its fingertips and grabbed the old monk in white robes.

The giant claws wrapped around the overwhelming black thought energy, like a gate to hell, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, and shrouded the old monk.

If Yilumi saw it at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the terrifying thought energy on this huge shadow has already reached the S-level hazard level.

With this kind of concentration and quantity of telekinesis, no one can stop it except those with Nitro level telekinesis ability.

"Boom~!!!"

The moment the two sides' offensives came into contact, a large area of ​​invisible telekinesis exploded, and everything within a radius of twenty meters was instantly turned into powder.

The giant shadow controlled the dispersed huge mental energy to gather it, turning into black tigers that pounced on the old monk with their teeth and claws bared.

But even so, the old monk remained calm and composed.

Stretch your right hand forward, spread your fingers, palm upward, and a little red light will shine on your palm.
To be continued...