Chen Changan was stunned on the spot, naturally it was not because of Li Wenjing's means to ride the wind, as a monk with the posture of the six veins, the first three realms were almost as simple as eating and drinking.

It turned out that when Li Wenjing left, he said a sentence with the unique means of a monk, "Don't tell anyone about your talent!"

When Chen Changan heard this, he wanted to ask something more, and Li Wenjing had already followed the monk away. But what does it mean not to tell anyone about your talent? And what is your own talent, is it your "wind control" talent or is it original? But you don't have any talent in the first place?

The young man was on the wall, and he couldn't figure out what it meant, so he could only secretly ask Xiao Nannan, but fortunately, the Qingshan Sect monk allowed the four of them two days to say goodbye to their families after selecting their disciples.

The boy patted the dust on his buttocks, his pulse fluctuated, and the runes on his chest instantly condensed, although the boy was not able to resist the wind, but with the help of the power of the wind, the speed of the journey was greatly improved, and he returned to the courtyard after a while.

The old man was still sitting on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, shaking his head slightly, using Lao Tzu's talent to rush like this, it was really a tyrannical thing, but the old man didn't say anything, closed his eyes and continued to repair his injuries.

Although he had been recuperating from his injuries in this courtyard for nearly half a month, and had also scavenged a lot of medicinal materials from Jin Lin Mountain, his physical injuries had almost been repaired, but because he had been chased and killed by those five Nine Vein Masters before, he Yuan Tiansui forcibly broke the mirror in desperation, which caused the foundation of cultivation to be damaged, and he didn't know how many years it would be to recover to the peak again.

After the boy returned to the courtyard, he also did it cross-legged, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to wash the veins, the previous high realm of the little girl still gave the boy a big blow, since the talent was not enough, he could only fly the stupid bird first.

For a practitioner, half a day of meditation is nothing more than the blink of an eye.

The young man glanced at the old man who was already asleep, sneaked up, and groped for the little girl's house, at this time there were no pedestrians on the streets of the village, but the boy was still cautious, and walked to the locust tree where the little girl was often staying and stopped, how to wake up the little girl was a problem.

"Brother, brother, are you here to find me?" It turned out that the little girl had already climbed on top of the locust tree.

When the young man heard the voice of the little girl, he quickly looked up, and suddenly lowered his head with a red face, and the little girl fell from the locust tree in the wind, and her skirt fluttered. The young man was still muttering in his heart: "Chen Changan, you didn't see anything!"

Xiao Nannan didn't seem to notice the young man's embarrassment, just laughed.

The young man glanced at Xiao Nan Nan and found that Xiao Nan seemed to be a little different from what he had seen before, but he couldn't say the specifics, just the changes brought about by Juemai. Then the young man thought of the scene just now, and coughed a few times before he spoke: "Nannan, what did you mean when you said before that I shouldn't tell anyone about my talent?"

Xiao Nannan suddenly put away her smile, beckoned to Chen Changan, and motioned for him to stretch his ears over, Chen Changan squatted down and turned his head a little unnaturally.

Xiao Nannan also slowly leaned her head over, and said softly: "Because your talent is unique, if you didn't let me see the clues on the wall, I wouldn't have been able to see it, it's the legendary ......."

"Nannan, why are you still outside so late, come back with me!" Before Xiao Nannan's words were finished, she was interrupted by a woman from Li's mansion, and without saying a word, she pulled Xiao Nannan back.

Only the boy was left messy under the locust tree, just a few words, and I didn't tell me all of this? The boy was distressed for a long time before he cleaned up his mood. The talent of wind control in his chest was instantly activated, and he controlled the airflow to push himself backwards, but he stopped after a few steps.

Because of a cyan robe, the Qingshan Sect Immortal, who had no earthly fireworks at all, appeared in front of the young man silently. The young man knew that he had no ability to resist this monk, so he also stood in place, wanting to withdraw the talent of "wind control". But for no reason, I thought of what Xiao Nannan reminded me before, so I kept the veins in my chest and the runes did not disperse.

After a while, the young man saw that the great monk in front of him did not speak, so he took the initiative to clench his fists and said, "I don't know what the immortal master has to tell him?"

The Qingshan Sect monk took out a folding fan out of nowhere, fanned it gently, and said, "There has never been any major incident, but I am curious why I didn't stand up and follow me to the Qingshan Sect before, which is much stronger than being a mountain field cultivator, even if it is just a miscellaneous disciple." ”

The young man was unmoved, and said softly: "Thank you Immortal Master for taking a fancy to me, just with my qualifications, it's just a waste of Qingshan Sect's resources." ”

The monk put away the folding fan, gently tapped it in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "In the past, my family was also in full swing, but because of some wrong things, a great monk wiped out my family with a wave of his sleeve, and I was the only one who survived, although the family did not act badly, but it was not to be wiped out." ”

The boy did not know why the monk had spoken of this, so he remained silent and waited for the monk's next words.

Sure enough, the monk paused for a moment and continued to speak: "In order to take revenge, I have tried my best to cultivate, but I am still thousands of miles away from that great monk, and that person's talent is 'wind control'! Boy, you are not guilty, but you should not be this talent......

The young man woke up suddenly, this monk was going to kill him Chen Chang'an! The aura in the veins suddenly accelerated, and a gust of wind lifted the young man and quickly retreated, but the young man who had just stepped into cultivation was the opponent of the great monk of the Qingshan Sect.

No matter how the boy escaped, it was as if he had crashed into the green-shirted monk, and Chen Changan, who was grabbed by someone's head, seemed to have been immobilized, and the surrounding air squeezed the boy in place and couldn't move.

The green-shirted monk's expression, which was originally not contaminated with the fireworks of the world, became a little hideous, and he opened his mouth and leaned into the young man's ear and said, "You won't die, but the talent will be returned to God!"

The monk slammed his palm on the young man's dantian, and the powerful force broke into the body, twisting the young man's dantian into a mess. The pain instantly drilled into the young man's heart, and the aura that had been accumulated for a long time leaked out in an instant, and his perception of the wind was also lost at that moment.

The young man knew that the dantian had been shattered, as if he had been slapped back to its original form, if it was impossible to say that there was no disappointment and pain, the young man stared at the monk in front of him viciously, without saying a word.

The green-shirted monk looked at the young man's eyes and sneered, how similar is it to himself back then, how about sparing your life?

Losing the squeeze of the surrounding air, the boy fell to the ground in an instant, hugged the position of the dantian, and tried to sense the existence of the aura again, but the aura accumulated in the dantian was like a deflated ball, and it couldn't stop leaking at all. In just a few breaths, there was not the slightest aura in the dantian.

The young man couldn't perceive the aura in the space, so he turned back into a mortal at once from a little monk, and his current physique was even inferior to that of ordinary people. Chen Changan struggled to stand up, looked at the direction in which the green-shirted monk left, and said in his heart As long as I, Chen Changan, am still alive, one day, I will stand in front of you again.

Walking back to his yard step by step, usually a few minutes away, Chen Changan actually spent a night, as if the aura that had slipped away from the dantian was not only the accumulated aura, but also the vitality that could not be actually perceived.

In the end, the boy couldn't stand firmly, and after falling in the corner, he still struggled to crawl forward, only a few hundred steps away from the gate of his yard, how could he feel that he couldn't climb it?

The young man felt more and more heavy in his head, and was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, when an old man suddenly appeared in the young man's eyes, and the young man could no longer hold that breath and fainted in place.

The old man was seriously injured and had not recovered, and the monks of the Qingshan Sect came to the village, in order to prevent the news from leaking and being noticed by the people who were chasing him, he put away all his perception and concentrated on healing.

The old man took the young man back to the house, and just at a glance he noticed the situation in the young man's dantian, which was dilapidated and his breath of life was also leaking, obviously he was forcibly interrupted by the monk, and he thought that only the monk of the Qingshan Sect could do this.

If it weren't for Lao Tzu's apprentice, Lao Tzu would have gone over and killed you right now!

The old man used his means to stop the leakage of the young man's breath of life, but the dantian was damaged and cut off the road to eternal life, which was indeed a little difficult to do, and more serious was that if it was a problem with the young man's state of mind, if there was a crack, it would be more difficult than repairing the dantian.

Chen Changan opened his eyes and looked at the familiar roof, knowing that he was extremely weak now, but he still forcibly sat up, looked at the old man in front of him in a daze, opened his mouth and smiled, and said, "It's okay!"

The old man knew that the young man was holding on, and was a little worried about his state of mind, but he didn't expect the young man to continue: "It's just that I went back to the same place again, there is nothing to be disappointed, I am already lucky that I am still alive, master don't worry, one day, I will stand in front of the monk again and return all this to him." ”

The old man was silent for a moment, and said: "Speaking of which, the root of this matter lies in me, when the old man was young and vigorous, when he was wandering the rivers and lakes, he met a Zheng family, which relied on murder and arson to make a living, and specially deceived foreign monks, and killed monks to take treasure in the name of recruiting elders. ”

"I smashed the ancestral ancestral hall with a sleeve in a fit of anger and killed everyone in that family, but there was a kid who was not at home at the time and escaped, and that person was the Qingshan Sect monk who came to the village earlier, Zheng Fuguang. The reason he moved you is because you are as talented as the old man. ”

The young man listened to the old man tell the truth of the matter before he understood, why did the dignified Qingshan Sect monk abolish him, a person who had just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and then the young man thought of something and asked, "Master, you have already gone to find that Zheng Fuguang?"

The old man saw that the young man's eyes were still clear and he had no complaints, so he nodded and said, "Yes, the old man has already looked for him, but I haven't touched him at all, and this person will be left to you to solve it yourself in the future!"

Then the old man looked at Chen Changan a little strangely and asked, "You don't blame the old man?"

The young man smiled, but he seemed to pull the injury at the dantian, and then grinned and said, "How can I blame the master? If I have great supernatural powers like the master, and I see the Zheng family acting like this, I can't say that I am also doing this, how can I blame the master for today's events." ”

The old man nodded and didn't speak, although you don't blame me for this apprentice, but the old man is ashamed in his heart!