Yang Jun opened his eyes amid the chirping of birds. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He was afraid of being frightened by the bright light, so he didn't dare to open his eyes suddenly, and tentatively lifted his eyelids, and what he saw was a slightly white sky.

When I listened to it again, in addition to the sound of chirping, there was also the sound of flowing water, which was soft and soft, like a cheerful music.

The endless sound of birdsong and flowing water, and the cool morning breeze made Yang Jun gradually sober up. But the pain in his chest was like pressing a big stone, and he could barely breathe.

Yang Jun was sore, unable to lift up any strength, and his muscles and bones were painful, but his ears and eyes were still smart.

Seeing a touch of green in the mountains, Yang Jun's eyes also had a little more freshness.

"I'm not dead yet." It was like a handful of sand in my throat, it was very dry, and my voice was difficult.

has only lived for less than 18 years, and Yang Jun cherishes his life very much. Seeing that he escaped by luck today, even though he was sore all over, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Said to himself: Yang Jun, if you don't die, you kid will have a blessing.

The Dajin River is fast and the waves are high, and the beaches and reefs are scattered, and it is really lucky to be able to pick up a life.

The first thing Yang Jun did when he came to his senses was to observe his situation.

He lay on his back, and the first thing that caught his eye was the peaks on either side, and he knew that he was on the beach of a valley with the sound of water flowing under him.

The autumn morning was already slightly cool, and the waterside was even cooler, not to mention that one of his legs was still soaked in the water.

Sensing that his hands and feet were cold and his viscera was congested, Yang Jun sat up with a sigh of relief.

The ropes that were originally tied to the legs have long since disappeared, and even the trouser legs have been scraped and tattered by the reef in the river.

Yang Jun suddenly saw that his left leg was purple and black, and suddenly remembered that he had been hit by Cheng Xu's poisonous needle before falling into the water.

"dog thief, grandpa, I'll kill you!"

scolded once, and then used his internal strength to secretly regulate his breath.

A stream of hot air rose from the dantian, went up to the spiritual platform, and went down to the center. The blood begins from the heart, reaching the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The body gradually warmed up, the five organs were dredged, and before Yang Jun could recover in one breath, he was hit by a sudden pain.

The calf is numb, itchy and painful, and it rushes straight to the heart along the meridians. This pain, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow, made Yang Jun almost lose his mind.

He tumbled to the riverbank, and felt his heart beat like a drum, almost jumping out of his chest, his temples were tense like a full bowstring, and his skull was about to burst.

Yang Jun clenched his teeth tightly, he didn't know if his limbs were twitching, he only felt that his body was hot and cold.

Suddenly, it seemed to be exposed to the scorching sun, the blood was boiling, and suddenly it was like falling into an ice cave, and the limbs were stiff.

"Non-...... Non-green ...... Rule...... Zehuang ...... "The muscles in his cheeks tensed, and he trembled and used his remaining mind to recite the mental method.

The pain hit from time to time, and his spirit hovered between extreme cold and heat, and Yang Jun struggled to spit out word after word from his throat.

His face was covered with sweat, which had condensed into frost in the extreme cold. Over and over again, his clothes were already soaked.

"Neither green nor yellow, neither large nor small, neither short nor long, neither curved nor straight, neither soft nor rigid, neither thick nor thin, neither round nor square. Unpredictable, mixed with yin and yang. Big world, down to the finest. The system is right, and the system is crazy. If you are pure, you will live, and if you are turbid, you will die. Shine on the eight tables, and secretly lose one. But it can be lonely and life is normal. Forever do nothing, and his body will prosper. ”

Until he was finally able to recite a Heart Sutra in its entirety, Yang Jun was exhausted to the extreme, and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Although the feeling of heat and cold was greatly reduced, his whole body seemed to be fished out of water, his hair was drenched, and sweat kept dripping down the ends of his hair.

The eyelids lifted slightly, and before they could be opened, they were stung by the influx of sweat.

Yang Jun raised his hand and wiped his sweat.

The bright sunlight shone into his eyes, and Yang Jun's sore eyes were once again poisoned by the sun.

He lay down on the riverbank, spread out on all fours, letting the sun dry his clothes.

In a daze, thinking back to the previous situation, he suddenly woke up.

Cheng Xu's poisonous needle was poisonous, and he fell into the water, and the autumn water was cold, and the cold temporarily imprisoned the poison on his legs.

I regulated my breath just now, in order to dredge the meridians so that I could detoxify, but I didn't expect that the needle poison would gush out and pour directly into the internal organs.

The spread of the poisonous gas is wide and the depth of the invasion is more ferocious than the upward movement of the poisonous gas just after the poisoning needle.

Chu Ke had the experience of poisoning in Xuantianmen, and Yang Jun also came according to Chu Ke's solution, but he never thought that the poison under Cheng Shu was different from the poison of those cordyceps, birds, and beasts on Ling Chu Mountain.

It's really careless! Yang Jun was saddened.

He was lucky enough to escape from the surging river, and was poisoned into his internal organs, deep into the bone marrow, and now he is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious, Yang Jundun felt disheartened.

He lay down gloomily, recalling his and Chu Ke's short life in his mind, and his heart was filled with emotion. Together, he and Chu Ke are only in their early thirties, and they really haven't lived enough!

The surrounding empty mountains are lonely, the rivers are turbulent, and Yang Junshentai is empty.

I want to be alone in another world, alone, and Chu Ke is also alone, but the two have a bit of fate.

His head and neck were crooked, and three feet in front of him was the reeds on the bank of the river.

The valley is warm and humid, and even though it is autumn, the reeds are still full of life and greenery.

Yang Jun looked boredly at a spider that was webting on a reed leaf.

The spider seemed to have just caught a prey and was hurrying to mend its webs.

Spider is an architect with profound aesthetic attainments. The silk is extremely tough, and the web is also constructed with extremely sophisticated mathematical formulas.

Yang Jun watched without blinking his eyes as the spider spun silk while methodically building the beautiful trap that was almost transparent.

When the sun shines, the cobwebs shine with sparkling brilliance.

Except for the pictures in the book, Yang Jun has never looked closely at a spider's web, let alone a spider's web from beginning to end.

He couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the spider was not in a hurry or impatient, and thought that this spider seemed to have a bit of a master's demeanor.

Suddenly, I remembered that I was full of ambition two days ago, and vowed to get ahead, and I was ashamed.

Yang Jun, Yang Jun, aren't you determined to soar and become famous all over the world, why are you so depressed now?

The spider has only been in this square inch all its life, but it can not be arrogant or impatient, step by step, waiting for the prey to be caught, and even the slightest little thing is done to the extreme.

Do you only want to be rich and prominent after becoming famous, but you can't even get past this setback in front of you?

If your life is not guaranteed, what kind of hegemony and fame can you talk about?

Cheng Xu bullied you and humiliated you, have you ever taken revenge?

After asking himself three times, Yang Jun suddenly became enlightened: he was just poisoned by a poisonous needle, and he had not yet died of poison. Since there is still a breath of air, there is still room to turn around!

Thinking that he had said that even if he was at the end of the road, he would open a mountain and split rocks to get out of a road to heaven, but just now he was depressed, and even almost gave up on himself, Yang Jun felt ashamed.

He turned his head and saw that the spider was fighting with a flying insect that had fallen into the net, and suddenly smiled: Brother Spider, thank you for your enlightenment!