After Jiang Feng said goodbye to his mother, after thinking about it, he felt that since he had obtained all the exercises of "Sanyuan Zhou Tiangong", he simply practiced again. After all, the rivers and lakes are sinister www.biquge.info and the battle between cultivators is a one-trick judgment of life and death, and the weak losers basically have no other way but to disappear. So he went back to the Bell Peak and went into retreat.

This retreat is six months, which is thirteen or fourteen years if you count the time in the cave. During the retreat, except when Huo Xinlan was ripe, he went to Zhu Rongfeng to alchemy, and the rest of the time he was doing penance in the cave mansion. More than ten years of penance in this cave have greatly improved Jiang Feng's mind and cultivation. In the past ten years, with the help of the ferocious medicinal power of the eight Flame Pills, he has broken through the fifth layer of the Qi Condensation Stage and the sixth layer of the Qi Condensation Stage in a row, and he is only one step away from entering the advanced stage of the Qi Condensation Stage. But when his cultivation reached this point, Jiang Feng found two helpless problems.

First, the medicinal properties of this Burning Pill seem to have decreased a lot, or my body seems to be tired of it and no longer absorbs it. Jiang Feng pondered afterwards that it might be that he had been staring at a pill for a long time, and his body was numb to it. Second, Jiang Feng found that he had been cultivating in Covering Zhong Peak for a long time, and the aura of heaven and earth around him seemed to have become much thinner, after all, there was no decent spiritual vein in this Habitat Spirit Mountain, and only some of the spiritual qi scattered between heaven and earth could withstand the long-term devouring of this painting scroll. And the white light point that was absorbed before is now almost gone, without the white light point and the red light point, the growth of the fire heart orchid has completely stopped, in fact, the fire heart orchid has only matured once in this decade, it is precisely because of the lack of this mysterious light point. Jiang Feng thought that this Qiling Mountain was completely unsuitable for cultivation, and he was really about to set off.

When Jiang Feng left Qiling Mountain, it was already August when the flowers were in full bloom, and when he thought of the cold spring when he first entered the mountain, and remembered the tempering of more than ten years of cultivation in different lives, Jiang Feng also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. However, at this time, in addition to cultivating to the Great Advancement, some of the middle-level Five Elements Exercises were also very proficient. The mid-level Five Elements Techniques, such as the Earth Dungeon Technique, the Ice Pick Technique, the Wind Binding Technique, the Water Cover Technique, the Fire Cover Technique, the Ice Shield Technique, the Wind Wall Technique, and so on, made up for Jiang Feng's lack of defensive spells, making his strength increase sharply.

The mighty river flows, rolling eastward, and this river has a very beautiful name, called the Huanhua River. On both sides of the river there are two rows of red maple trees, each one several people tall, and their leaves are as red as fire. The river breeze blows, and the red leaves fall into the river, embellished with the mighty river water, floating and sinking, and really deserves the word "raccoon". It's September, it's early autumn, and the weeds on the roadside are just starting to turn yellow.

This is a small village on the banks of the Huanhua River, a wild Watanabe. The village is not large, with only about a dozen families. There are two large willow trees at the head of the village. At this moment, there are a few bamboo poles tied next to the big willow tree, and a large piece of oil canvas is lifted to form a pergola, under which there are three or four tables and a dozen or so stools, which are the people who come and go on this wild ferry.

Today, the shed is a bit lively, and the children of the village and the passing merchants are standing still because there is a storyteller telling a story. The storyteller was in his sixties, and a gray cloth robe had already been washed white, and the patches on the cuffs and placket also showed that this brother was also from a poor family.

I only heard him touch the two pear blossom planks a few times, and the rattle in his left hand shook for a while. Singing: "The peach blossoms have no owner to open on their own, and the smoke of gunsmoke is vast with carrier pigeons." The palace is dilapidated and encloses the patio, and the next life will not vote for the emperor's family. ”

The storyteller knocked the wooden board a few times, and then said: "This seven-character poem is about our Jingyang Weinan general Li Tianyi raising troops to commit crimes. This Weinan general was originally the generalissimo of our Jingyang soldiers and horses, he has been guarding southern Xinjiang for decades, and he doesn't want to be Taoguang and obscure, so he secretly recruits troops and horses. Three years ago, he led his troops to rebel, and it was also this wolf who was so powerful that he had no opponent all the way and took Jingdu directly. Pity this strongman fighting for the world, and the common people suffer. After the war, every household that used to be good has become a dilapidated place with broken walls and tiles. Jing Du was also burned clean by this Li Tianyi. Poor palace maids and our Majesty's family, escaped to death, our emperor was captured alive by this wolf, Li Tianyi said in front of everyone, His Majesty was changed by demons, but the poor emperor was thrown directly into the Dan furnace before he could distinguish it, and a fire was burned. It's miserable... Miserable... Miserable!

Our Majesty has five princes and an only daughter, and on the day of the shattering of Jingdu, the emperor sent the most mysterious iron-blooded pavilion Yanyun Cavalry in Jingdu to escort the princes to break through. It's a pity that Li Tianyi has already calculated, and he doesn't know where to invite monks with advanced Taoism, these monks have great powers, and our masters in the command have turned into powder. Only His Majesty's beloved daughter, escorted by a mysterious and loyal servant, broke through the siege and has been incognito ever since. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, now Li Tianyi has ascended to the great treasure, coquettish and extravagant, and even supports a group of demons, believing in the evil art of collecting yin and supplementing yang, and Che Xuefu! It's really godless. ”

The storyteller took a sip of tea and said: "All the officials, as the saying goes: don't deceive people, there are gods in your head. If you still do evil and have no retribution, the murderers of the world will eat people. ”

The storyteller patted the two pear blossom planks for a while, and held out a plate. Some of the villagers took out a penny or two, put it on a wooden plate, and in an instant they got one or two copper coins. The storyteller begged table by table, nodding his head in thanks. When he walked to the side of a big man in red next to the big willow tree, suddenly the big man took out a large ingot of silver from the package and put it on the wooden plate. This silver is a genuine official ingot, a full hundred taels, and the wooden plate in the hands of the storyteller sinks down.

The storyteller was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "This strong man, how can this make the little old man just a mountain village man, just with a cheap mouth, he eats with a mouthful, and he doesn't dare to be worthy of such a big reward as a strong man." ”

The red-clothed man just smiled slightly, only to see him gently touch the steel knife in his hand, and suddenly his eyes were like lightning, staring straight into the storyteller's eyes and saying: "Zhang Hanlin, you are too modest, you are a scholar who said that Duan Shu only charges a hundred taels of silver, you are really wronged by you!"

The storyteller was so frightened by this sudden turn that he took several steps back, and the copper plates and silver in the wooden plate were scattered all over the ground. His eyes widened, and he pointed to the big man and said, "Who are you!"

The red-clothed man stood up slightly, holding a steel knife in his left hand, picked up a bowl of residual wine on the table with his right hand, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp, only to see him say coldly: "Zhang Hanlin, that day Jingdu said goodbye, you have been hiding for three years, and in the past three years, our brothers have gone to heaven and earth, and I don't know how much suffering we have suffered." Your Majesty said that if you can't find the princess this year, you want our heads. You see, why don't you and the princess go back to Beijing with me!" After speaking, his eyes also glanced at a young man outside the pergola.

There is no reason that the storyteller does not understand at this time. I saw him overturn a table and yell at the young man outside the shed: "Young master, go away, leave me alone!" After speaking, he rushed forward desperately, hugged the big man, and refused to let go. It's a pity that this storyteller is a person who reads books, and he has no power to tie the chicken, and the big man's shoulders are only slightly divided, and he immediately breaks away from his hands. The big man's right hand stood up like a knife and slashed the storyteller's shoulder, only to hear the sound of bones shattering, and the storyteller screamed and immediately collapsed to the ground.

The young man outside the shed, hearing the storyteller's screams, immediately turned around and shouted, "Teacher......!"

The storyteller, who was paralyzed on the ground, had all the muscles and bones in his left shoulder broken at the moment, and one left arm was limp at his side. I saw that he still didn't give up, hugged the big man's right leg with one right arm, and yelled at the young man: "Young master, run, don't let me die in vain!"

The young man hid his face and cried bitterly, shouted out to the teacher in tears, turned around and ran straight to the ferry. It's a pity that he hasn't run a few steps before he sees a figure in front of him flickering, and two men suddenly flashed out. The two men said gloomily: "The princess is running there, I will take the princess back to the palace on the orders of His Majesty." We are all people with small families, and I hope that the princess will have mercy and fulfill us!" After saying that, the man's fingers popped out like lightning, and he grabbed the young man's veins, and the young man only felt that his right hand was numb, and in an instant the right half of his body lost consciousness, and the person immediately collapsed to the ground.

When the storyteller saw this, he knew that the general trend had gone, and tears rained down for a while. I saw him shouting at the sky: "Lord, Zhang Yizhi has a heavy trust, I'm sorry for you!" After speaking, he bit down the thigh of the big man.

The big man was bitten painfully, and he was fierce for a while. roared angrily: "Old horseman, you are looking for death!" With that, his right hand was bent like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed it fiercely according to the storyteller's heavenly spirit cover.

This sudden change had already frightened the tea guests in the pergola and the surrounding villagers into scattering, and the steel claws of the big man were already on the top of the storyteller's roof, and the next moment he was afraid that his brains would be splattered and blood splattered ten steps. It is really "a poor loyal minister who sacrifices his life to protect the Lord, and does not lower the wicked to be cruel and monstrous."

Hearing a scream, the two men who restrained the boy couldn't believe their eyes. I thought it was the result of being captured, but now it is the man in red holding a hand without a palm, shouting heartbreakingly, one hand was cut off by Qi Gen, and the blood flowed from the broken wrist.

Immediately afterward, somehow, two winds suddenly rose in the pergola, which was originally sunny and windless. The two winds came out of nothing, but they seemed to have spirituality, and one by one rolled straight towards the two big men beside the young man. Before the two men could react, they were stopped in mid-air by these two evil winds. The poor two men were also frightened by this change and struggled desperately. But the more they struggled, the tighter the wind bound, and gradually it became like a steel hoop, and the two of them could no longer speak.