Zhao Yun suddenly encountered extreme heat under extreme cold. Every inch of his frozen flesh and blood seemed to have been ruthlessly smashed by a sledgehammer that blotted out the sky and covered the earth. In an instant, he was torn into pieces. Only a lonely soul was left in endless torment in the raging fire.
Zhao Yun's disdainful laughter was heard from within the Boundless Profound Fire. "No matter how cold or hot you become, I will not be frightened. If you really have the ability, then do it a thousand times or ten thousand times more! "
His body could indeed be frozen, cracked, burned, and shattered, but his willpower could not be defeated!
A disdainful smile, an indestructible soul, an undefeatable lofty sentiments, and a willpower that could never be lost. Even though the Profound Fire became more and more intense, Zhao Yun, who had calmed down, did not even let out a miserable cry. There was only unswerving determination on his face.
"Oh, I have underestimated you. But don't you feel that the gains do not make up for the losses by risking your life like this just to repair your broken meridians? Without cultivation, you can still live a carefree life. But if you persist in going about things the wrong way, not only will you not be able to reach the top of Cliff Mountain, you will also never be able to reincarnate! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine Heavens Profound Fire changed again. It actually transformed into numerous beautiful faces that flew around Zhao Yun. They were Ling Ye Lai's eyes, Zhang Miao's light eyebrows, Madame Haitang's red lips, and Hu Qing and her sister's soft and gentle words. "Zhao Yun, you are bent on seeking death. Do you really not care about us at all? If you die, we will be in so much pain that we wish we were dead. Could it be that you have the heart to make us follow you to the underworld? Don't force yourself to climb. Come back, come back … "
Voice after voice, sentence after sentence, affectionate and sentimental, transformed into countless sentimental cries that entangled Zhao Yun's mind without any explanation, tearing apart his remaining consciousness.
Zhao Yun only smiled.
Because, he understood the choice in the depths of his heart.
At this point, climbing Cliff Mountain was no longer just to obtain the Sunset Color Flower to recover his True Qi, but also to prove himself and challenge himself.
Rock climbing refined one's heart, tempering one's will. If one was able to successfully pass through it, the precious comprehension they would gain would not be inferior to an ultimate battle with a peak expert.
"I should be thankful that there is such a dangerous challenge on the path of the sword. I can fail, I can die, but I can never accept the failure of my will, the death of my spirit. Therefore, I will never retreat! "
A strand of obsession was like a stubborn cactus in a dry desert. No matter how the wind blew or the sun shone, no matter how time passed, it lived its own life in the vast Dead Sea.
After a long time …
The crying stopped abruptly, and the Mystic Flame was extinguished. The bone-chilling lake water suddenly became restless.
After that, Zhao Yun's burnt body instantly recovered. There was no longer any lake in front of him, only the increasingly steep and rugged rock wall.
"I have finally passed the trial of the Nine Heavens Obsidian Flame!"
Zhao Yun had no time to feel the joy of her mind and body being connected again. She first looked for the figure of the Cui Shuhua. Although he knew that the Cui Shuhua had made up her mind, he still could not be at ease.
Clouds and mist lingered, and the celestial beauty disappeared. Zhao Yun was shocked, "Could it be that the Cui Shuhua … No way. She has a great ambition to help the world, just like how I am firm in swordsmanship. How could she not withstand the illusory test of the Nine Heavens Obsidian Flame? Could it be that she is still behind? "
With this thought, he slowed down his climbing pace and listened attentively to the movement behind him, "I believe that the Cui Shuhua will catch up as soon as possible."
Zhao Yun was now on the sixty thousand feet high cliff. Although he felt exhausted, he did not dare to stop for a moment. As long as he relaxed, as long as he took a breath, the taut string of his will would collapse, and all his efforts would be for naught.
About half an hour later, Zhao Yun suddenly felt a wisp of delicate fragrance seeping into his heart. Instantly, he beamed with joy and instantly turned around to look. Sure enough, he saw a white dress slowly but steadily floating up.
Zhao Yun could not help but feel excited, and his eyes were filled with endless admiration.
Although it was just a gaze, the Cui Shuhua received the greatest encouragement.
It was encouragement from a confidant!
"Although this medical path is difficult, I will never give up. The road is long, and I will search from top to bottom!"
Gradually, Zhao Yun and the Cui Shuhua were walking side by side again.
Zhao Yun was not alone, and neither was the Cui Shuhua.
The world was originally filled with the obsessions of people with lofty ideals and benevolent ideals. Although they were faint, they were bright, and they existed for eternity.
As long as they were willing to persevere, as long as they dared to persevere!
Finally, the two of them climbed to eighty thousand feet. They were only eight thousand feet away from the top of the cliff, and the final test was impatiently revealing its ferocious fangs.
The steep rock wall was covered with sharp rock knives. They were dark and gloomy, and no one was allowed to get close. Weren't these the real fangs?
If one insisted on climbing, it was equivalent to taking the initiative to accept the punishment of being hacked into pieces.
"The first two tests only tested the willpower, but the third test returns the willpower to the body. Even if the willpower can withstand it, the body can't. The cliff is indeed worthy of being one of the ten great mystical mountains of the Immortal Grove! "
Zhao Yun reached forward without hesitation. She took the initiative to stab her left hand into the sharp rock knife, and her knee bone fell into the cruel sea of bitterness.
Blood flowed instantly, but Zhao Yun's expression did not change, and she did not shout.
The corners of the Cui Shuhua's mouth curled up, and she also pushed her jade-white palm towards the rock knife. This was her path.
At the moment when the jade-white palm was about to reach, a strong wind suddenly attacked, and then this delicate palm was snatched onto Zhao Yun's right hand.
High up in the sky, breathing was difficult, and it was already impossible to communicate with words. The Cui Shuhua's eyes revealed surprise, and her bewildered gaze fell on Zhao Yun's eyes. She actually could not guess Zhao Yun's meaning.
Zhao Yun's eyes revealed unquestionable firmness. She seemed to be smiling calmly, and also seemed to be pleading earnestly, "Believe me!"
The Cui Shuhua was stunned. Suddenly, she felt her body become light. Her entire body was pulled into Zhao Yun's arms by her right hand, and she was held horizontally in front of her chest.
In an instant, the Cui Shuhua's bewildered gaze turned into trembling eyebrows, into a shocked heart, and into tears.
She did not know how the exhausted Zhao Yun still had the strength to carry her. How could she hold her firmly with only one hand?
Zhao Yun did not know either.
He only knew that the Cui Shuhua was a woman, and she was also a benevolent healer.
Women always had to be protected, and healers always had to be loved and respected.
He would never allow Cui Shuhua's blood to flow on the cliff, and he would not allow that pair of jade-white flawless palms to be covered with a scar.
The last time he climbed the cliff, he relied on Cui Shuhua to catch him, and he accidentally fell off the cliff to save his life.
"This time, it's my turn to save you!"
"This time, I won't fall again!"
The fragrance of Cui Shuhua's body filled his nose, and Zhao Yun's heroic spirit increased. He focused his mind, and without hesitation, he used one hand and two legs to climb up.
His palm was pierced by the Heartless Rock Saber, and his legs were cut bare by the Heartless Rock Saber. They were riddled with holes, and his flesh was badly mutilated. Zhao Yun did not even look human anymore.
However, the pain could not disturb Zhao Yun's heart.
His firm steps never had the thought of retreating in panic.
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