Chapter 1488 Shi Xiaohu

"I made a mistake once before. I shouldn't have opened the door to transcendence for Fang Mu. This time... I won't allow it!" After a long time, the Supreme of the Ninth Sect said this with vicissitudes, with regret and sigh in his voice.

Fang Mu's death was a serious blow to the Ninth Sect. Even after the news spread, almost all the geniuses of the other eight sects breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of being covered by someone also dissipated in an instant, but... less than a hundred years later, Yan'er was like her master in the past, covering the sky again.

At this moment, Yan'er listened to the voice from the Supreme of the Ninth Sect. She closed her eyes silently. When she opened them after a while, she knelt down and didn't move, as if she would stay like this if the other party didn't allow it.

With her own persistence and her pursuit in this life, it was not begging, but it was more than begging...

To pursue the path of the master and to find the truth of the master's death, this has become her obsession, which cannot be extinguished and cannot be erased.

One month, six months, one year, three years...

Spring, summer, autumn, countless days and nights, Yan'er always knelt and could not get up, no matter who tried to persuade her, even if she was imprisoned, her persistence and determination moved countless people, and also reminded them of the figure who was more stunning than her.

Both the master and the disciple were like this.

Five years later, there was a roar, and a huge crack appeared in the sky. / , and steps were spread out in front of Yan'er.

"Thank you, Supreme." Yan'er looked haggard. After taking a deep breath, she was about to move forward, and suddenly a gentle force came and merged into her body. It swept away her fatigue. Even more advanced.

"Come back alive..." The Supreme of the Ninth Sect. He spoke softly. In five years, even he was moved by Yan'er's obsession. He knew that he could not stop the only disciple of Fang Mu.

Instead of watching Yan'er kneel down like this until the source of life withered. It is better to... let go of her hand and let her go by herself.

As the sigh of the Ninth Sect's Supreme echoed, Yan'er bowed deeply, raised her head, and looked at the crack in the sky. There was a persistent light in her eyes, and there was a strong recollection.

"Master, Yan'er is here to find you." As she took a step, she stepped on the steps and turned into a long rainbow. She ran straight to the crack in the sky and disappeared.

This year. Yan'er left. For the geniuses of the Cangmang Sect, this time they felt not that the will of covering the sky had dissipated again, but silence.

Both the master and the disciple took the path of transcendence, while they... were still fighting on the Cangmang stage. In comparison, the difference between heaven and earth made them silent.

On the path of transcendence, Yan'er walked very slowly. It was not that she didn't want to go fast, but that she couldn't do it. For Meng Hao, three years could get through a catastrophe, but Yan'er couldn't do that. She needed more time to get through a catastrophe, but her persistence did not decrease at all, but increased.

"Master, I must find your remains." Yan'er murmured in her heart as she walked forward with difficulty in the face of the strong pressure on this transcendent road. A mastiff followed her side, silently accompanying her.

Time passed, years changed, and fifteen years passed in a flash.

In the forest of the seventh continent, the boy who was born more than ten years ago has grown up and become one of the best hunters in the forests around his village. Although he is not very old, his body is very flexible. In this forest, he is running fast at this moment, holding a big bow in his hand. After half an incense stick, he suddenly stopped and shot the bow with an arrow at a very fast speed.

With a whoosh, his arrow drew a sharp energy and pierced directly into the body of a black bear more than ten feet away, penetrating at least four inches. The black bear roared in pain and ran towards the boy.

The boy's eyes flashed, and he retreated quickly and calmly, shooting arrows from time to time, each arrow piercing the black bear's body. Blood flowed and spread around, and the black bear became even more crazy. During the pursuit, the boy suddenly paused and stopped, looking coldly.

The black bear saw the boy pause,

and ran faster. When it was close to the boy, the ground under its feet suddenly collapsed, and with a bang, its whole body sank directly. The huge inertia caused the black bear's body to be directly penetrated by the many sharp wooden tips that had been arranged in the sunken deep pit.

After wailing for a few times, it became weak, and soon, the black bear was out of breath.

The boy took a deep breath, with excitement in his eyes, and carefully jumped into the trap pit. After dealing with the black bear, he roared and carried it directly, and walked along the forest towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

In the village, at home, the young man was sweating as he carried the black bear back. A middle-aged man sitting in the yard smiled. His right leg was bandaged. It was the place where the bone was broken during a hunt a few days ago. Fortunately, he was strong and found a doctor in time, so he was able to reconnect it. Although he might not be able to do it as usual in the future, it was not a big deal.

"Okay, my Shi family's little tiger can hunt bears."

The young man grinned and ran over quickly. At this moment, the door of the inner room opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out. She looked at the young man lovingly, touched the young man's head, and then glared at her husband fiercely.

"Hehe, the child is not small anymore. When I thought he was this old, he could hunt bears. As my son, Shi Hu, he can do it too." The man shrank his head and smiled innocently.

The young man also smiled at the side. He could feel the warmth of home. He was Meng Hao's third life, Shi Xiaohu.

The warmth of home continued to accompany him for another two years. His father disappeared during a winter hunting trip, and the warmth disappeared.

That night, it was as if the sky had fallen down at home. His mother did not believe that his father, the best hunter in the surrounding area, who even knew the surrounding mountains as well as his own family, would disappear. She searched for him day after day and night after night.

After still not finding him, another year passed. The boy's mother was too sad and blinded. Two years later, her mother...died.

Before she died, she grabbed Shi Xiaohu's hand and held it tightly. Her cloudy eyes seemed to be looking into the distance and whispering.

"Xiaohu, your father will not disappear..."

That day, Shi Xiaohu cried, just like when his father disappeared two years ago. From that day on, he no longer lived in the village, nor did he marry and have children. Instead, he lived in the mountains. He was looking for his father's trace.

Time passed, year after year, and year after year.

He searched all the surrounding mountains and all areas for twenty years. Finally, in the spring of that year, he found a rusty knife on the other side of the mountain. When he saw the knife, Shi Xiaohu's eyes turned red. This was his father's knife.

With the knife as a clue, he dug all the surrounding mountain soil and found a skeleton a hundred feet away from the knife.

Looking at the skeleton and the traces of continuation on the right leg bone, he knelt in front of the skeleton. This was his father who had disappeared that year.

Her mother didn't believe that his father would disappear for no reason, and he didn't believe it either. In his mind, his father, as a prey, had great ability. Even if he encountered a ferocious beast, he would not have no chance to escape. Moreover, the most ferocious beast in the nearby mountains and forests was the bear.

But there was no sign of being attacked by a beast on his father's body. The fatal part was a fracture on the spine. This was not caused by a beast, but was pierced through the body by an arrow more than 20 years ago.

Shi Xiaohu, who was good at using arrows, saw the truth at a glance.

Looking at his father's bones, Shi Xiaohu smiled. The smile was tragic, but his eyes were ruthless. He brought his father's bones back to the village and buried them next to his mother's grave. After merging them into one grave, he knelt there and murmured softly.

"Dad, I will avenge you, at any cost..."

After a long time, when Shi Xiaohu stood up, he felt cold and turned away.

Time passed, and another ten years passed in a flash. Shi Xiaohu, who had become an old man, used all his methods in these ten years and finally locked on a family in a village on the other side of the mountain that was also a prey.

The murderer who shot his father that year is not dead yet.

Shi Xiaohu didn't want to pursue the specific entanglement. He only knew one thing, killing someone, paying with his life.

That night, snowflakes fell, the sky and the earth were cold, and he went to the other party's house alone. When he walked out, he was carrying the smell of blood. He killed the old man, and when his children resisted and struggled, he simply wiped out the other party's entire family.

He was also seriously injured. While staggering, he carried a head and silently walked across the mountain to his parents' grave. He sat there, placed his head in front of the grave, drank wine, and muttered words that outsiders could not hear.

The snow was even heavier. His injuries were too serious. He had to climb over mountains and ridges. He was already exhausted. His consciousness gradually blurred. Vaguely, he seemed to see his parents again.

For a long time, in the vastness of the world, he closed his eyes and fell in front of the grave, as if he had reunited with his parents and continued the warmth of the past.

The snow covered his body, but it could not cover the soul that flew out of his eyebrows. This soul floated in the air, looked down at the grave, and sighed for a long time. In this soul, you can clearly see that the third mark gradually brightened until it was dazzling.

He clasped his fists and bowed. When he turned around, he stepped into the reincarnation.

The third life ended, and the fourth life... began.

It was at this moment that Yan'er went through the second calamity on the road to transcendence. She endured the pressure that increased tenfold, gritted her teeth, and walked forward. Her cultivation had already reached the peak of the first source. (To be continued...)

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