This was a long journey without a clear destination. My master took me all the way to the west.

China is a country with high in the west and low in the east. Traveling thousands of miles to the west, you will encounter many dangerous mountains and rivers, as well as uninhabited places. These deep mountains and dangerous swamps are where our masters and disciples have stayed for a long time.

We once set foot on Huashan Mountain, which is known as the most dangerous peak in the world. My master took me round and round into a deep ditch, and then pointed to a mountain with a thousand-foot wall and said that there was a disk-shaped stone on the top of the mountain.

I climbed up with my bare hands within an hour, took it off and gave it to him.

I looked up at the high mountain. It looked like the sword of the Emperor of Heaven was stuck in the earth, straight into the sky. The clouds and mist above were shrouded, and I didn't know how high it was.

How can you climb such a high mountain and back in one hour?

My master seemed to see what I was thinking, and asked me with a bluffing face - Don't you even listen to my master?!

I gritted my teeth, threw off my backpack, took off my somewhat restrictive top, and climbed up the cliff naked in the warm weather. In order to climb to the top of the mountain as quickly as possible, I gave up the climbing ropes and other auxiliary objects and relied solely on my own strength.

and agility, jumping like an ape, which is undoubtedly dangerous. If I lose my footing, I will be smashed to pieces, so I had to muster all my energy and finally completed my master's request within an hour.

When I came to my master holding the disc-like stone, I saw an obvious look of astonishment on his face, and his lips wriggled as if he was muttering - What a coincidence, there really is a disc-like stone.

Stone?

Immediately, his expression changed, and he viciously knocked the stone out of my hand, saying that it was not the stone he wanted, and asked me to climb up and look for it again.

I sighed and could only climb up again, and then...he said that this was not the stone he wanted.

So, for a whole day, I almost climbed up and down this high mountain with thousands of feet of walls. Even if my body is as strong as it is now, after being squeezed and tossed for a day, I will still be tired by the evening.

I became a dead dog. When I climbed to the top of the mountain for the last time, my limbs were as weak as noodles and I couldn't even move a finger. I lay down on the rocky beach at the top of the mountain and almost fell asleep. Then I heard the rustling.

I heard the sound of rustling footsteps and looked up, but it was my master who had reached the top at some point. He looked down at me with a smile in his eyes. He put me on his shoulders and turned around to swim leisurely along the gentle slope on the other side of the mountain.

I went down the mountain happily.

That night, my master sat next to me and applied a lot of ointment on me.

In fact, after struggling for a day, I probably understood that my master seemed to be deliberately training me, asking me to challenge my own limits to consume the remaining medicinal properties in my body.

My master also knew that I understood his intention, and he didn’t even bother to make excuses. Just after dawn the next day, he pulled me out of bed, pointed to the west and said, from now on, I will keep running.

Encountering mountains and crossing mountains, encountering water and wading through water, you can't stop and rest until every ounce of strength in your body is squeezed out.

Perhaps he had applied medicine to me last night and my muscles were no longer sore. After hearing his order, I packed my bag and started running towards the west without saying a word.

I know very well the intention of my master, which is to squeeze out my own potential and consume every bit of energy in my body. This is extremely painful. Once or twice is okay, but to persevere, I must have that steely will.

Finally, my laziness emerged uncontrollably.

That day, after I crossed a small river, I knelt down by the river, scooped up the river water and scrubbed the sweat off my face. Maybe the cool river water relaxed my tense nerves, and I suddenly felt like slacking off.

I just thought, "It's okay to take a break, right?" After thinking about it, I found a relatively clean stone and prepared to lie down and take a nap.

But just as I closed my eyes, I heard a whistling sound coming from my ears, and a bone rolled down the stone. Immediately afterwards, I heard a crisp sound of "clang", and an ancient sword slashed at my body where I had just slept.

Wherever sparks fly.

My master frowned, sneered, raised his sword and slashed at me again. Looking at his posture, there was no intention of holding back at all, he clearly wanted to slash me to death!

It was hard for me to defend myself. No matter what I said, my master would not stop. He only pursued me with his sword. I had no choice but to flee westward for my life.

Only then did my master stop chasing me, and his sneer came from behind me - Why do you think you were asked to keep climbing in Huashan that day? I just wanted to touch your foundation and see where your limits are.

, since you haven’t reached the limit, who allowed you to stop?!

So, this became the norm, and my master became the source of nightmares for me during this trip.

No matter how far I ran, no matter where I was, whenever I wanted to slack off, he would always appear in time, and without saying a word, he would slash me with his sword...

I had no choice but to run away with my head in my hands. The ability I showed that day in Huashan Mountain became a standard for my master to measure my limits...

But I have also concluded that when I really run to the point of exhaustion, my master will no longer chase me. He will appear next to me, apply medicine on me, take out a lot of food by magic, and let me

I slept comfortably, and then they picked me up early the next morning and asked me to continue running westward.

I seemed to be the proud man who ran day by day, running non-stop every day, with blue roads and tattered clothes, just like a beggar, running out of Shanxi and into Shaanxi with just one pair of legs.

The day I plunged headlong into the Qinling Mountains, my suffering seemed to have come to an end.

That night, when I was exhausted from running, my master carried me on his back and got into a somewhat dark cave. There were many, many delicacies prepared in the cave, including meat and wine. My master smiled and said to me, this paragraph

After working hard for a long time, he was very satisfied with my performance and he was so proud of me.

I asked him with a surprised look on his face, if he didn't have to run away?

My master nodded with a smile, pointed at the wine and meat and said, "Eat it, this is a reward for you. We will go out of the mountain tomorrow and return to the Zhenwu Temple!"

That was the happiest day for me in such a long time. I ate and drank with all my heart, and the wine and meat were swept away by me. Then I leaned in the cave and fell into a drowsy sleep. But not long after I slept, something came from outside.

The roar of the beast.

And, it’s definitely not just one!

I heard the roar of a leopard, the roar of a black bear, and even the cry of a jackal...

All the beasts in the Qinling Mountains seem to have come here for a meeting!

I have been in the deep mountains and forests all year round, and I naturally understand the roars of these beasts. How could I not hear that they are extremely angry at this moment?!

As for this cave...

Where is the trace of my master?!!

I touched around my body. My backpack, weapons, etc. were all gone. Even Xiao Bai, who had been following me silently during this period, disappeared without a trace!!

My face suddenly became ugly, and an ominous thought came to my mind...

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