Looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, still gritting his teeth and supporting the ground, the old man's turbid eyes showed a hint of melancholy.

The old man actually knew very well in his heart that from the restraints he felt in the style of Fenghui that Su Qianjue used this time, he knew that he could no longer keep this young man in the same realm...

But he still suppressed the most proud disciple of his life without hesitation. This kid, even Feng Hui had learned it for him. If he gave it to him for a few more decades, wouldn't he be able to go to heaven?

But the more this happens, the more he wants to leave this extremely talented disciple on the mountain. This world is not as simple as a young boy. Sometimes, extraordinary talent is not necessarily a good thing. On the contrary, the old man's eyes are a great horror between life and death!

Central Plains, this richest land, is a dream-seeking place that makes countless warriors in the world look forward to it and make them famous all over the world. However, it is also the place that the old man is most afraid of entering! For that world, people like the old man... the world cannot tolerate...

The thoughts in his heart flew around. The old man looked at the boy in front of him whose veins were bulging with distorted face due to terrifying pressure, and sighed softly, and the pressure on the boy became heavier.

Su Qianjue was in the center of pressure, feeling the increasing pressure. The terrifying air pressure kept squeezing his body. The pores on his skin gradually oozed out of blood because they could not bear the huge pressure. At this time, he was already on the verge of collapse.

"I'll listen to my teacher, it's better to wait a few more years. The third brother of the Qi family is lucky and there should be no problem. It doesn't matter whether he does that or not, it's just a false reputation."

The old man is still making his last efforts, even though the firmness in the boy's eyes has never retreated.

Children, wait for a little more time to be a teacher, and you can be a teacher... The old man who has lived for countless years feels that time has passed so slowly for the first time, but the little children of that year are close to each other.

"I don't believe in the so-called luck, I only believe in the sword in my hand. I owe him a life!" The boy raised his head with difficulty and looked at the old man with bloodshot eyes.

"And that thing must be done! This is a promise to someone who has passed away because of me, and I do not want to break my trust."

"Master may have reasons and difficulties to prevent his disciples from going down the mountain, but he also has reasons to go down the mountain, but please help me."

In front of the old man, the young man bowed his head, and the situation was the same as before...

Is everything really fate and no one can do it? It's just that, at worst, I can just do it again.

Su Qianjue knelt in front of the old man, and the pressure around him began to slowly dissipate. An old and powerful hand gently stroked the heavenly spirit in his head. The gentle and vast inner breath ran down from the heavenly spirit throughout his body. The injuries he suffered were completely cured in an instant.

Master... The boy raised his head and looked at the old man, who also looked down at him.

"It's just a teacher. You can be a teacher back then. Your talent is amazing and you're even half a point better than me back then. You may not be sure to escape."

"Escape....get out?!"

"So surprised? Why can you just escape?" The old man chuckled, with a hint of powerlessness.

"Even if you are a teacher, you will escape..." said the old man.

"What exactly does Central Plains have?" Su Qianjue's eyes were frightened and confused.

"It's not the time when you should know it completely. You just need to remember that you want to truly reach the heavenly ears. When you break the heavenly realm, you must be in the Central Plains."

The sixth realm of martial arts - refining the body and qi, feeling the thoughts and thoughts, leaving the spirit and returning to the mystery - listening to the sky!

"Why must it be in the Central Plains?" Su Qianjue discovered that when the old man said this, his expression was solemn and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Because... you only have a chance to choose when you break through the Central Plains." The old man looked up at the sky, his pupils flashing inexplicable colors.

"Disciple, remember." Su Qianjue slowly stood up from the ground and replied.

He didn't ask the old man what kind of choice it was, because he felt that the old man didn't want to tell him too much now, so he simply stopped asking. And he thought that he might be able to detect this time with Zhongyuan and his team.

"By the way, if you go to Central Plains, if you meet a peerless genius who is not at all inferior to you, you might as well make a good relationship. How do you say that? Everyone is getting firewood and fire~hehe~" the old man suddenly said playfully.

At this time, all the martial arts geniuses far above the Central Plains felt a chill on their backs at the same time...

"Oh, there is another very important thing!" Su Qianjue looked inquiring when he heard this, "I want to eat Diao tonight. Remember to use a smoothie to brush the skin, otherwise it will be too hard and I can't bite it when I get old..." The latter heard the corner of his mouth twitching, and nodded helplessly and went to find the Diao that needed to be polished with a smoothie to eat...

The old man stood alone in the snow, raised his head and looked quietly at the blue sky above his head. His deep eyes seemed to reach the deepest part of the sky...

The reason why I didn't tell Su Qianjue everything now is because the truth behind it is too shocked to everyone, and... some things cannot even be mentioned too clearly, too clearly... will be heard!

As for how scary it was? A light whispered, and a strange curve appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth. I wonder if it was considered a fight between the two most noble people in the world?!

One is growing up slowly, the other is growing up slowly. One is unwilling to grow up soon, and the other is disgusting himself for growing up too slowly.

The old man thought to himself, but he couldn't help but smile with his head tilted. There is an old saying that goes - the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit.

As the laughter on the mountain resounded louder and louder throughout the mountains, the wooden house on the top of the mountain was so vivid... the profitable fisherman!

That night, under the eaves of the wooden house on the top of the peak, a cluster of bonfires slowly ignited a ball of flames, and the fire emitted was particularly dazzling on the extreme northern snowy area covered by darkness. In front of the bonfire, two old and young sat close together, holding a slender wooden stick in their hands, and were skewed with clean fur on the stick. However, after a while, the burnt aroma of flesh filled the entire eaves. After a meal, the two lay on the bench and looked quietly at the deep night sky, and did not speak to each other.

"Can I really do that..." the boy lay down, his eyes looking at the starry sky, his lips moved slightly, and he murmured to himself.

When the old man beside him heard this, he stretched his waist comfortably and narrowed his eyes.

"It's just the Central Plains, you can."

“The Central Plains are very big….”

"It's useless." The old man said indifferently, as if he was not entangled, he returned to his naughty appearance.

"But I still can't take your move."

"The person who can borrow a trick from me will not be in the Central Plains."

"Why?"

"They dare not go in." The old man raised a smile on his lips, then paused again, and said, "I dare not either."

"so.....?"

"So it's just that - those who can cure you don't have time to care about you, those who can slap you to death will not dare to go in." After saying that, the old man stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, patted the boy's shoulder with his broad and thick palms.

"So go be bold and be a kid, believe me, you are really strong in this vast land of the Central Plains." After saying that, the old man blinked at the young man cunningly and walked into the house.

The cold wind in the snow-capped mountains in the middle of the night was howling, and everything was quiet. The bonfire under the eaves became more vigorous with the help of the cold wind, and the brilliance in the young man's pupils became more dazzling.

If the older monsters don’t come out, the younger ones will rely on their own abilities. Give me some time to fight together when the older ones come!

Little sister, believe me, I will definitely use my eyes to be Ling Jueding and see the highest scenery for you!

Brother, I wish you good health, wait for me...
Chapter completed!