Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

In a mountain forest somewhere, a colorful tiger just killed an antelope. Just as he was about to enjoy it, he heard movement from the bushes in front of him.

The ferocious tiger let out a low roar, which spread in all directions and picked up scattered fallen leaves on the ground.

"Grandpa! Is this the tiger in front you are talking about?"

"Yes, grandpa was almost eaten by it before."

"Huh? It's so dangerous!"

"We must express our anger for grandpa!"

A white-haired old man in linen clothes came over, surrounded by seven dolls with small gourds on their heads. They were talking nonsense. They stared at the tiger with unkind eyes, as if they were looking at a dying prey. .

"Roar!"

Seeing so many humans, the tiger roared excitedly, flexed its muscles, and rushed towards them with all its strength. Those shining tiger claws could brutally tear apart trees.

"Beast, dare to be rampant!"

Da Wa jumped up and punched down, directly hammering the huge tiger to the ground with a trembling sound. The tiger's head was sunken and dripping with blood.

Then, after three strokes, five divided by two, a thick tiger skin was peeled off.

The eldest child carefully picked up the tiger skin and presented it to Ye Junlin like a treasure. He said with a serious expression: "Grandpa, this is for you. Keep it warm when you wear it!"

Ye Junlin smiled and said, "My eldest grandson is interested."

Next, with the escort of seven gourd boys, Ye Junlin could be said to be traveling across the mountains without any hindrance.

Although the beasts on the mountain continue to grow stronger and appear more frequently, to Ye Junlin, this is no longer an important matter.

After all, Erwa's clairvoyance and ears are like a radar that can always grasp the movements on the mountain and give early warning at the slightest sign of trouble.

If Ye Junlin has difficulty with his legs and feet, there will be a baby who is responsible for carrying him, and any steep rocks can be as smooth as walking on the ground.

2 fifty days.

Ye Junlin was attacked by a group of birds. The fourth child with a green gourd on his head reacted immediately, opened his mouth and sprayed out raging flames, cooking all the birds.

Seeing the fragrant roasted birds all over the floor, Ye Junlin showed a pleased smile and ate them unceremoniously.

3Seventy days.

A tall building rose from the ground. Relying on the infinite strength of Da Wa, Ye Junlin lived in a fortress-like building and a ready-made swimming pool. The water was sprayed by Wu Wa. Ye Junlin grew stronger and stronger and swam in the swimming pool. , and had a great time playing with the grandchildren.

5 days.

Ye Junlin stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the undulating scenery of the mountains, feeling a surge of pride in his heart. He stretched out his hand and stroked his white beard, his old face showing a bit of melancholy.

He lamented that he had fought all over the mountains and was invincible, and no wild beast could threaten him. When Ye Junlin uttered this inhuman sigh, the seven gourd boys behind him looked at each other and said "yes" in unison!

One Thousand and One Days.

Ye Junlin stood on the high city wall, feeling very safe. Wearing the skin of the tiger, the king of beasts, he held an iron sword made by his grandson. With deep eyes, he looked at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, seeming to recall the past. of prosperous years.

After all, he is able to live a good life today only because of his hard-working hands. The arduous journey behind it makes people cry...

Time flies, and the white horse passes by.

As Ye Junlin got older and older, he was so old that he could no longer walk. Every time he went out for activities, he had to be carried on his back. He saw all this great land and recalled every detail of his starting point.

1 is old.

In the spacious room, the bright candlelight flickered, and an old man with gray hair, a withered face, and a weak face was lying on the bed.

There were seven cute-looking gourd babies surrounding them, but at this moment they all looked sad, their big eyes were filled with tears, and some of them had even begun to cry.

"They're all here..." Ye Junlin looked at the familiar faces around him and tremblingly stretched out his skinny palms that were already withered and covered with age spots.

Da Wa was the first to hold Ye Junlin's hand and burst into tears, "Grandpa! Don't leave us!!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Grandpa..." Several other Calabash children cried heartbrokenly. In the eyes of Calabash children, this white-haired grandfather was their closest relative and their God.

Sadness and reluctance welled up in Ye Junlin's heart. Although he knew that this was just a virtual projection world, after getting along day and night over the years, he had already formed a deep relationship with these little guys. Now that he was leaving, he felt really sad. .

"Thank you... thank you... for accompanying me... through these years... I will miss you in the real world..."

heard.

The seven little guys cried even harder, "Grandpa, we don't want you to die!"

They thought the old man was talking nonsense.

Ye Junlin felt that the end was approaching, his eyes became calm inexplicably, and a perfect smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, his eyes became dim and dull, and his entire old body was completely lifeless.

"Wow--"

The cries in the house were deafening.

The seven gourd kids bid farewell to their amiable, hard-working and honest grandfather forever with a heavy heart.

Ye Junlin, number of days to survive...

End of life! !

Seeing this, Liu Huangshu stood frozen on the spot like a clay sculpture, his mind was like a ball of paste, and the expressions on his face were complex and changeable, experiencing surprise, astonishment, confusion, surprise, shock, etc.

He never thought that the second level would evolve to this point!

Others are frightened and hiding everywhere, but now you have cultivated your moral character and have no worries about food and drink?

To be honest, I can still barely accept what happened in the past two hundred days, but the problem is...

What the hell are those seven gourd babies at the back? ! !

Do you want it to be so bizarre?

It makes me lose face when you act like this!

Liu Huangshu found that he still underestimated Ye Junlin's luck, and he did not expect that he could achieve a comeback in such a desperate situation.

What kind of incredible feat is it to die on that terrifying mountain?

Terrible, terrible!

Liu Huangshu looked at Ye Junlin as if he was looking at a monster that had never existed before.

In the waiting area, all the testers were talking and pointing at the only container that was still lit.

"Damn it, how long has it been? Why hasn't Senior Ye come out yet?"

"No, how did he manage to survive in that kind of environment?"

"Can an ordinary old man with no cultivation qualifications really survive for so long in a mountain full of wild beasts?"

……

Li Wujie's scalp was numb, "Master, I'm afraid he's cultivating here, right? Otherwise, how could he stay there for such a long time?"

"impossible!"

Hong Chiba directly denied it. According to the setting of that kind of character, there is absolutely no such possibility.

However, he felt strange in his heart. Since that guy couldn't cultivate to immortality, how could he continue to survive in that environment?

Hong Qianye knows very well that the mountains in two hundred days will be a nightmare for mortals, and there is a possibility of death wherever you go!

"Senior Ye, how many days have you lived in there..." Xue Wuhen smiled bitterly, puzzled.

Only through personal experience can one know how difficult it is. As for Ye Junlin's delay in coming out, Xue Wuhen's previous pride and complacency had long since disappeared.

How is this done? !

At this moment, the light of the container disappeared, which meant that the trial of the last person was over.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man wearing a black robe embroidered with gold, with his hands behind his back, stepped out. His long silver-white hair was shining and fluttering in the wind.

Unlike other trialists who came out dejected or regretful, this young man's handsome and handsome face had an unprecedented sense of serenity and peace.

"Senior Ye is out!!"

The crowd was instantly in an uproar.