Kimura felt like he was in a ridiculous dream, and he didn't even know that he was suddenly asleep. When he woke up, the surface of the lake was still as calm as a mirror, and the dragon seemed to have never appeared, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really thought it was a strange dream. However, when his gaze fell from the mirror-like lake, he had some doubts about whether the dragon he had seen just now and the dragon moan that made him worship were really a ridiculous dream.

He stood up as if he was lost, and suddenly there was an urge to go home, and there was something about this mysterious continent that he couldn't get used to. Now he was the only one left, and the other ninjas didn't know where, he felt very lonely, and he also knew that there were too many magical secrets hidden in this mysterious continent. He couldn't help but feel how small and helpless he was, and he had a strong desire to return to his country and to that warm home as soon as possible.

He staggered through the thick snow on the rocks by the lake, and then slowly walked down the mountain. He knew that this Tianchi Lake was not as simple as it seemed, and he faintly felt that he and the ninjas in the sect came to this Changbai Mountain for this dragon, but he had a hunch that if he didn't leave, then he would stay in this snowy mountain forever. So he decided to go down the mountain without hesitation, he couldn't complete the task of the sect, but he still felt that he had made this decision, which made his whole body relax.

"Ouch!" , Ye Yinfeng only felt a burst of pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but cry out in his mouth. The momentum of his rolling down had weakened, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and the great pain came like a tide, making him extremely painful. Luckily, he didn't hit any hard rocks as he rolled down the mountain, but on a thick layer of snow. At last he stopped, and he was blocked by a pine tree covered in snow.

He didn't know how many times he had scolded that Fuso ninja, he didn't expect that old guy to be so ruthless, and his body was even more weird. He has always been very confident in his light skills and body skills, and he actually suffered such a big loss in one round with his hometown, but he also secretly reviewed it in his heart. I can only blame myself for being too confident for all this, you must know how many strange people in the world are, although he can fight across the border, but they are all ordinary martial arts cultivators, and this Fuso ninja is not an ordinary ninja, it is a ninja who has reached the level of a great grandmaster.

Secretly making a profound review of himself in his heart, he did not forget to heal his wounds, and the old guy's true qi was also extremely weird, and the spiral strength penetrated into his chest. The old guy's remaining strength wantonly destroyed the true qi in his body, and there were almost signs of suppressing his true qi, but the Tai Halal Qi in his body was the supreme pure true qi of Taoism. As soon as he used the mantra, the Tai Halal Qi quickly swooped back towards those spiral-like forces, and soon the old guy's remaining True Qi in his chest was defeated one after another.

Although after purifying those few strange energies, and then transforming those few energies into Tai Halal Qi, Ye Yin Fengfeng only felt that he really seemed to have walked outside the ghost gate. He lay crookedly under the pine tree, with the thick snow under him, and a deep chill came from under him, making him shiver. Although the pain of the tear in his chest was not so intense, the wound in his chest could not be recovered immediately, and he relaxed his body and mind, and there was silence all around, and this silence of nature made his mind empty all at once.

Concentrating, gathering, and strengthening, this one-breath action made Ye Yinfeng gradually enter an ethereal realm, and he seemed to feel that he had become a part of this snowy mountain. The peace in his heart was incomparable, even if it was a breeze blowing, or the sound of an ice flower quietly melting into water, it was very clear to his ears. He suddenly felt a sense of relaxation, as if a shackle had broken through in his state of mind.

What he didn't know was that when he gradually entered this ethereal state, the bladeless iron sword that had been thrown aside by himself suddenly let out a tremble. The iron sword was not restrained by the true qi, nor was it held by him, and it was a foot away from him, but suddenly it moved inexplicably, although he easily caught this abnormality, but when he once again focused his whole energy on the iron sword, he found that his ethereal state suddenly disappeared.

Exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi from his mouth, Ye Yinfeng only felt that the true qi in his body seemed to be a little deeper, and the three star flowers in the dantian had already expanded to the vast star. Sanqing gave birth to three flowers, he himself didn't know whether the three star flowers in his dantian were the three flowers realm in the heart formula, he knew the same exercises, and the situation of reaching the three flowers realm would be different, and he knew these from that heart method. It's just that the Three Flowers Realm he has reached makes him faintly feel different, and as for what the difference is, he can't say for a while.

The tearing pain around his body had not completely dissipated, and he knew that it would be impossible for him to enter this good state again. Although the injury was not completely healed, it did not prevent him from moving freely, he stood up and casually picked up the iron sword that he had thrown aside, and tied the iron sword back to his back. He also secretly made up his mind in his heart, since the old guy was heading towards the top of Changbai Mountain, then he must get this one back. I received this slap for no reason, how can I take this revenge back.

He already had a new plan in his heart, and he knew that he wouldn't be so embarrassed when he met the old ninja again, and maybe he could get this revenge back. Without the planks for skiing, he could only rely on his light skills, but fortunately, his too pure and subtle qi was extremely exquisite, although it could not reach the point of doing as he pleased, but it could almost be said to be endless.

"Amitabha, it is really a blessing for a little monk to be able to meet old friends in another country."

Ye Yinfeng was suddenly a head and two big, there are not many people in this world who can make him jealous, but this little monk is definitely one. Don't look at this little monk's young age, but this little monk's cultivation is definitely not weaker than him, and it is possible to surpass him. What made Ye Yinfeng even more jealous was that he couldn't see through this little monk at all, as if this little monk was shrouded in a layer of mysterious dark clouds.

"Isn't this a master of non-discipline, and it is also an honor to be able to meet a master of non-discipline in the vast snow-capped mountains. I don't know why the master ran alone into this vast forest and snow field? Ye Yinfeng said to the little monk very politely. The two of them seemed to have forgotten the previous conflict, not like they were former enemies, but like two friends who had not seen each other for a long time, and this meeting became polite to each other.

"Where, where can Master Ye come to this vast snow-capped mountain, and the little monk can also come. Besides, the beautiful scenery of this icy and snowy land is also very good, the little monk was bored in your Central Plains, so he ran to this icy and snowy Changbai Mountain to relax. I don't know why Lord Ye came here, he won't be like a little monk who is here to enjoy the snowy scenery of the northern country. The little monk squinted his eyes and couldn't stop looking at Ye Yinfeng, and wisps of strange light shot out from his eyes from time to time.

These two people were so polite and extraordinary when they met, where was it like they were fighting in the Wuxian Temple like they had at the beginning. For the little monk's wisps of cold gaze, how could Ye Yinfeng not know what the other party was thinking, presumably the little monk saw at a glance that he was injured internally, and seemed to be still looking for an opportunity to attack him.

"A noble person who does not prescribe masters, where is there a master who does not prescribe, there is Yaxing, and he is chased here by others. You think, this place is poor and frozen, who wants to run to this hellish place, you don't know, the natives here, everyone is fierce, almost all of them are savages. If you want to enjoy some snowy scenery here, unless you have a brain problem. Ye Yinfeng snorted, he naturally wouldn't tell his true purpose for coming here.

"No wonder I don't see that Master Ye's mental state is not very good, I don't know if Master Ye's injury is serious. The little monk used to be a person, and he would be injured almost every day, and for these small injuries and pains, the little monk had some special methods that could be healed immediately. Do you want the little monk to take a look at Ye Shizhu's injury, the little monk keeps Ye Shizhu's medicine until the injury is healed. The little monk said as he grabbed Ye Yinfeng's hand.

Ye Yinfeng naturally wouldn't let this little monk's trick succeed, he retreated slightly, then stretched out his hand and bent his fingers, and a superb and sharp finger qi struck the little monk's palm. He didn't speak, but looked at the little monk with a smile, as if he had no fear.

The little monk naturally wouldn't suffer any damage because of the qi that popped out of Ye Yin's wind-curled fingers and hit the palm of his hand, but he could feel from the strength of the other party's bounce that the other party's strength was not greatly damaged because of the injury, and the pure true qi also made him very jealous. "It seems that Master Ye is fine, but the little monk is too careful." The little monk clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "But the little monk has one thing, since Master Ye has nothing to do, he might as well accompany the little monk." ”

Ye Yinfeng was stunned, he naturally knew the real purpose of this little monk coming to this Changbai Mountain, but he didn't expect this little monk to be so direct. Originally, he wanted to refuse, but he suffered a big loss just now, and this little monk is also a good help, maybe this little monk can also bring him unexpected surprises. He was naturally worried that this little monk had ulterior motives, but compared to the ninjas of the Fusang Kingdom, he still felt that this little monk was more pleasing to the eye.

At this time, the sunset is obliquely shining, wisps of blood-like sunlight shine in this blue wave like a mirror in the Tianchi Lake, the breeze blows, the lake suddenly ripples and opens a layer of red waves, from a distance, as if this mirror-like lake surface is dripping into a drop of divine blood. The drop of divine blood dyed the emerald lake into a red color. And where the sunset can't shine, it's still as blue as jade.

There are ten peaks around the Tianchi, the peaks are all overhanging, the white snow wraps the peaks, the pure white peaks are reflected on the surface of this lake, and the red and blue lake water is reflected in the distance, the scenery is indeed beautiful, people forget to return.

At this time, several people arrived on the side of the Heavenly Pond, the lone Fuso ninja Iga Nishi, and a high-crowned old man leading several Goguryeo swordsmen in gorgeous robes. Ling Tianyun and Wan Yan Yan also arrived at the shore of Tianchi Lake, Wan Yan Zhan Tian seemed to have been delayed for some time, and he also arrived with a spear in his hand to meet the setting sun. The last to arrive was Ye Yinfeng and the little monk in a bright red robe.