Chapter Seventy-Seven:

The snow fell heavily for two days, and Zhang Jin also stayed in Xiaonan Mountain for two days.

Although Grandpa Zhang tried his best to say that the reason why he was allowed to come out to practice overnight on a snowy day was so that he could use the aura in the early snow to condense his cultivation. But Zhang Jin still knows that Grandpa Zhang's ultimate goal is just to be afraid that his daughter will come to the bottom of the matter of Xiao Nanshan and implicate him while thinking about his grandson.

Actually, Zhang Jin thinks, aren't you usually so dragged? If you really don't like your daughter's nagging, your old man can directly kick people out, why do you abuse your grandson? Isn't your grandson a human being?

Sure enough, as the village said, the men in their family are all female over male. The three brothers were the ones who picked it up. Look at the night when his eldest sister came back, his father drank three bowls of heart, his face was red, and he was still unsatisfied, as if his eldest sister was not going to divorce but found a wishful husband to marry. I just didn't put two red firecrackers at the door to announce the whole village.

However, it is true that the power of the first snow is not covered. After Zhang Jin took advantage of the purpose of surveying Xiaonan Mountain and the grievance of being kicked out of the house in the middle of the night, he went directly to the depths of Xiaonan Mountain to cultivate, and found that the spirit of the first snow mentioned in the original inheritance really existed. The cultivation obtained from working hard in the county town for a month before, it is not as good as a few minutes now.

In just two days, his cultivation actually went from the original eighth layer of qi training to the peak of the ninth layer of qi training. It only takes one opportunity to enter the tenth layer of Qi refining.

Although the ninth layer of Qi cultivation and the eighth layer of Qi cultivation are only one level apart, they are two different levels, corresponding to the four levels of the so-called Qi refining stage cultivator in the lineage, that is, he has successfully entered the late stage of Qi refining.

The middle and late stages of this Qi Refining are not just literally different, just like the ninth and eighth layers, there is a difference in nature.

At least Zhang Jin could clearly feel that the true spirit qi in his body seemed to have become thicker. It's as if the smoke that was light has turned into a fog with a thick layer of water vapor. In time, when all these gases liquefy into water, it will be time for him to build the foundation!

If it is really true to what the inheritance says, if he succeeds in building the foundation, then his age will increase from the original Heavenly Dao predetermined by the Heavenly Dao, the hundred-year-old Heavenly Dao lifespan of ordinary people, to the two-hundred-hundred-year-old Heavenly Dao lifespan, without getting old!

Uh! Thinking too far ahead. If that's the case, it is estimated that others will think that he is an old monster! If he is not careful, he may be dragged by the state to dissect him, as some of his classmates said.

Of course, only time knows how many years a person can live. Whoever can predict when he is seventeen or eighteen years old that he will live to be two hundred and fifty years old in the future, others will definitely directly treat you as two hundred and five and do not need to be considered.

Zhang Jin flipped the hare meat that was roasting in his hand, and looked up at the outside of his makeshift main house.

The heavy snow outside was still falling, but the aura in the air didn't know what was going on, and it was no longer as rich as when he first entered the mountain.

"A little more. Zhang Jin glanced down at his watch, and then fell on the almost roasted rabbit in front of him, to be honest, two days of wild life, he fell in love a little, and he didn't want to go out to school.

"It's so fragrant!" Zhang Jin was thinking about the rabbit in his hand that was replaced with the rabbit outside and the rabbit in the space, whether to leave half of it back for the eldest and third to taste, when an exclamation came from outside the door.

Zhang Jin jumped up from the ground in an instant, and at the same time as he stood up, two old men with white beards and white hair appeared at the door, dressed in ancient costumes.

Ghosts, monsters!

No, it's supposed to be people.

Seeing the two of them, Zhang Jin's mind first thought of the ghosts that the old men and ladies in the village liked to general, and then he rationally used his medical knowledge to judge.

"This rabbit meat is so aura!" The two old men who came uninvited, as if they didn't notice the young man who was eyeing them in the house, stared at Zhang Jin's hand about the roast, estimated to be five or six catties of rabbit meat, and their saliva almost didn't flow down.

Zhang Jin felt as if he could see the cultivation of these two old men, and according to the analysis of the inheritance professor, the cultivation of these two people was probably about the fifth layer. But when the other party strode into his bamboo house, he still unconsciously took two steps back.

Didn't grandpa say that the third layer of qi refining is very good? Zhang Jin slandered in his heart.

However, Grandpa Zhang's sentence 'people become old and fine', when they see the ancient martial arts and ancient medicine family come out, as long as they are old, they should not fight easily, but Zhang Jin is completely executed.

Just asked him to use the rabbit produced in the space in his hand in exchange for time to escape, but he was still very unwilling.

"Haha, little doll, don't be stingy?" Among the two old men, one of the two old men, a little fatter, licked his lips and salivated, "Give me and half of the rabbit meat in your hand, well, my old man doesn't bully people, we can exchange." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Another old man with a slightly thin figure said with a pitiful face, "Little doll, you should have pity on me and my brother, and we will share half of the monkey wine you have with you." ”

Monkey wine?

Zhang Jin's heart trembled, he had heard of this thing, and he was fortunate to taste it. It was treasured by his grandfather.

Zhang Jin's little expression, many times it is the same for thousands of years, but the two old men on the opposite side don't know, when they look at Zhang Jin's expressionless face, they think that the other party is unwilling. Immediately anxious!

This urgency will naturally move, and they have developed a bad habit over the years, that is, if they can't get it, they will grab it.

It's just that what the two twin old men didn't expect was that the young man in front of them, who they couldn't see through, really had two hits, and they actually didn't succeed in sneak attacking.

Zhang Jin didn't expect that the two old men who looked so harmonious would suddenly make a move. Instinctively dodged, and was able to dodge the simultaneous attack of the two old men.

"Hey, little doll, there's a couple of them. No wonder you dare to stay alone in the mountains on a snowy day. Hey, hey, our twins haven't faced each other in almost a century. Well, little doll, how about we make a bet?"

"......" Zhang Jin didn't speak, just looked at each other tightly.

The slightly fatter old man grinned and said, "We are good people, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and we also account for the word eating and drinking, hehe, so, how about we bet on the rabbit meat in your hand?" As he spoke, he took out the wine bags on himself and his brother, and opened them for Zhang Jin to verify.

Zhang Jin is now very sensitive to aura, although the other party has opened it for a short time, he still feels the rich aura in the wine.

"This monkey wine is no ordinary monkey wine. The other party said.

Zhang Jin agrees with this in her heart. Because he did feel that the wine he had brought out was different from what he had drunk before.

"It's top-notch, and in our house, it's only for those who have something to do. Well, be qualified to bet on your rabbit meat. ”

The aura of the other party's monkey wine is comparable to the aura on his own rabbit meat.

Thinking of the face of his grandfather drinking monkey wine, his intoxicated face, and the 'ruthlessness' of driving himself out of the door on a snowy day, Zhang Jin felt that he should bring something better back to covet the other party.

"Good. Zhang Jin nodded, "You can go up together." But we can't fight here, let's go outside. ”

"You're not as strong as a pigsty here. The slightly thinner old man teased, "Let's fight here, we don't dare, we won't be buried alive if we are not careful." ”

Zhang Jin's face was crimson, he built this bamboo house purely to have a cover when making barbecue. With a strong aura, he didn't have time to waste building a house. Otherwise, when his grandfather found out about this side in the future, he would definitely chase him around the village ten times with a broom.

Zhang Jin put the barbecue on a thick bamboo, and made a little poisonous defense around it. Just in case the other party has a back hand.

The appearance of serious anti-thief made the two old men dumbfounded, and muttered in their hearts: "Sure enough, it is the grandson of Zhang Laowei." At a young age, he was so thoughtful that he didn't leave any space for others. ”

Although it was a bet and intended to gamble, no one on either side said anything to the point.

Zhang Jin didn't expect that they knew what the other party meant.

As for how to start, how to fight?

Well, Zhang Jin didn't try it at all. And the other party, the other party walked out of the bamboo house directly and started fighting, and the straight posture caught people off guard.

Even if Zhang Jin experienced a sneak attack by the other party, he was a little speechless and angry, two old bastards with no rules.

Fortunately, his Zhang Jin's skill is directly twice as high as that of the other party, and it is not so easy for the other party to succeed in a simple sneak attack.

"Hey, boy, yes, yes! When the fat old man came to the outside of the bamboo house, he felt like a fish in water, and his body slipped out like a loach when he spoke, avoiding Zhang Jin's counterattack.

The thinner old man stabbed the fat old man without reservation when Zhang Jin was dealing with the fat old man.

Zhang Jin keenly felt a slight killing intent, and his body disappeared in front of the thin old man's eyes like a fired arrow.

When the thin old man found that he had lost his goal and looked up again, the three bamboo leaves that Zhang Jin had prepared shot at him like three sharp knives.

The thin old man instinctively used the bamboo sword in his hand to block it, and soon found that his bamboo sword couldn't stop others at all. had to use a milk weapon to flee in danger.

Zhang Jin saw the bag that suddenly arched in the snow, and the thin old man who disappeared, and thought of the kung fu mentioned in this inheritance.

Didn't it mean that the art of retreat was stolen by the islanders back then? Later, no one in the ancient Chinese martial arts world knew this kind of martial art anymore. As for the island country, people have evolved this kind of exercise and created elusive ninjas.

Could it be that these two old men are from the island?

"Brother, what are you doing?" The fat old man, who was just about to come back and prepare to continue the attack, was dumbfounded when he saw his brother who had already escaped far away.

Zhang Jin heard the fat old man's Mandarin with a thick Shu accent, and felt that these two people should not be islanders lurking in China.

"Give him the wine, this kid is not simple, he is more skilled than us. Mr. Zhang lied to us. The skinny old man shouted from afar.

"Wouldn't it?" the fat old man continued to look at Zhang Jin dumbfounded, and then muttered, "Didn't your grandfather say that you are the third layer of Qi cultivation?

Grandpa? What grandpa? Zhang Jin heard that the other party should know his family.

It's just that his grandfather shouldn't know anyone from the ancient martial arts world.

Seeing Zhang Jin's puzzled face, the fat old man patted his head and said, "Oh, I forgot that Zhang Lao Wei is just a girl, you should be his grandson." ”

Grandpa?

"Alright, I'll give you the wine. The fat old man threw the bamboo sword he had prepared in his hand to the ground, took out two wine bags and threw them to Zhang Jin, and said without looking back after throwing them away, "Go back and tell your grandfather, we will come to him for a drink next time." After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice, "I won't come next time, Zhang Lao Wei can teach a little monster to come out as a lonely person." It doesn't make sense, and tens of thousands of people in our family can't produce a genius. Hmph!"

And that's the end of it?

When the fat old man completely disappeared into the bamboo forest, Zhang Jin reacted.

It's just that how does he feel that this contest is anticlimactic? There is no sense of accomplishment in winning. It's as if he has just relaxed, and his whole body has just loosened, and the other party has withdrawn. It's too, too ......

Zhang Jin had a feeling of being speechless, no, speechless.

When one of the bags of monkey wine was opened, a rich and pure aura came from the wine bag.

Zhang Jin took a bowl from the space with some cleanliness, poured half a bowl for himself, and drank it in one gulp.

Zhang Jin wanted to say, but he just ...... Head, good ...... Dizzy!

So comfortable!

Zhang Jin felt very embarrassed and a little scared, but looking at the person holding him, he didn't feel disgusted at all.

Obviously, when it was the first time, he even thought about death.

"Are you comfortable?" whispered softly in his ear from the man holding him, and the hot and humid breath stimulated him with a tingle.

The crisp numb made Zhang Jin couldn't help but make a comfortable sound, and then the man smiled evilly: "It seems that it is really comfortable." ”

The sudden acceleration of "no ......" made Zhang Jin a little unbearable.

I don't know how my grandfather's voice sounded in my ears, is my grandfather here?

Grandpa is outside? No, he'll be discovered.

"Ahh

"Bang!" A crisp and irritating sound of a slap touching the skin woke up Zhang Jin in his sleep.

Zhang Jin opened his eyes suddenly, just in front of Grandpa Zhang's smiling face, and Dongfang Yao's worried expression.

What's going on?

"Awake?" asked Grandpa Zhang with a smile.

Zhang Jin didn't dare to speak, especially when he felt cold somewhere in the bed, which made him instantly conscious.

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