Hearing the strange noise, several hundred-year-old monks who were practicing in the back mountain woke up and immediately took people to check around the woodlands in the mountains.

When he saw that it was all the people who fell out of the people brought in by He Zhixing before, he did not hesitate to beckon everyone to rescue them: "Amitabha, it was He Shi and their people who came out, I didn't expect it to be such an embarrassed appearance, I hope my Buddha is merciful, they are all fine......!" ”

Soon everyone joined the rescue ranks, fortunately found that no one died, most of them were either unconscious or seriously injured, including He Zhixing, all the more than 20 people who went in before were rescued, and all of them were placed next to the Maocao Hall where the hundred-year-old abbot cultivated.

After He Zhixing woke up, he found the hundred-year-old monk and Yufang who had woken up before, and also saw the other brothers and sisters who had not woken up in a coma, and asked them who were looking at him, "Ah, we came out?" Seniors, did you save us? Yufang, how are the other siblings doing? ”

The hundred-year-old monk next to him nodded, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good, good, good, the donor will be blessed if he does not die...... ”

After speaking, he picked up the Buddha beads hanging on his chest, and then left slowly, leaving Yufang and the others a chance to speak.

Yufang said: "Zhixing, they are all fine, except for the seriously injured and comatose brothers and sisters who have not woken up, none of our people have died, it is a blessing in misfortune, you can recuperate with peace of mind, with us......"

He Zhixing glanced to the side, and saw that the brothers and sisters who woke up also joined the ranks of rescuing and bandaging the wounds, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll breathe first, and then I'll help everyone heal ...... when I recover my strength later!" ”

"Hmm! ”

Yufang and the others saw He Zhixing sit cross-legged and breathe, and then walked away to help the other brothers and sisters who had not woken up yet.

Soon, He Zhixing woke up after pranayama, stood up, took out gold and silver needles from the Qiankun bag, and quickly helped rescue the brothers and sisters who did not wake up and the brothers and sisters who were seriously injured.

In the case of He Zhixing's gold and silver needles and the wood carving little beauty entering the aura and other stimulation and nourishment, soon, more than 20 people woke up one after another, and the injuries were healed without hindrance, and everyone was able to walk around with their injuries.

But this has already made the hundred-year-old abbot monk present, as well as the children and grandchildren of Shaolin monks such as Tieshou Zhang, stunned, and such a rapid medical treatment method has to make them completely admire and be amazed by geniuses.

This quick miracle repair, from serious injuries to silver needles and the ingenious bridge aura healing of woodcarved beauties to repair the body, had to make them feel better than any miracle doctor who had been handed down from generation to generation.

This is simply a miracle of martial arts medicine.

The hundred-year-old old abbot wanted to ask He Zhixing the reason, but he was interrupted by He Zhixing and shook his head with a smile to say that he had nothing to say.

After all, this belongs to He Zhixing's own exclusive privacy, and it is not fun to say it, and it is better to keep it mysterious.

The old abbot asked how they came out, He Zhixing passed the test in a fool, saying that he had encountered a super beast and flew out, and the old abbot also believed it and stopped asking.

After discussing some Buddhist things and Buddhist skills with the old abbot for a long time, He Zhixing said goodbye and left, left the mountain gate of Nanhua Temple, and walked home with his brothers and sisters.

Wen Shao, I haven't been back for several years, how are you, wives? Li family sisters, my wife and father-in-law, how are you? Son, are you okay? Daddy is coming back.

After Shaocheng, walking in the familiar carriage avenue under their feet, they rented horses and carriages and drove all the way to Wenshao Road.

Looking at the familiar road under my feet, the scene in front of me is a mixture of joy and sorrow, home - for this word, I have not had a concept for a long time, cough ...... When I left at the beginning, I have come back now, and I am even more at a loss.

Some people say that home is a safe haven, and He Zhixing, a child who has no parental care since childhood, grew up under the care of his grandfather, he remembered his grandfather in another situation before he crossed over, and he remembered his wife and children in another situation, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The hero has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place, and he has not touched the tight nerve in his heart.

The nostalgia written by Ba Jin's pen expresses the voices of many people, and He Zhixing's realm at this moment is roughly the same, with strong nostalgia and strong thoughts.

Three times under the Pingshan Hall, half a life in the sound of fingers. I haven't seen the old fairy for ten years, and the dragon and snake are flying on the wall. If you want to hang the article too much, you still sing the spring breeze of willows. Hugh said that everything turned empty, and when it did not turn its head, it was a dream. Wen Shao, I'm here, wives, fathers-in-law, sons, I'm back......

He Zhixing shouted in his heart.

Yufang and the others also stopped, silently accompanying the sentimental beside them.

After a day of running, I finally arrived at Wenshao Town, and the wives, brothers, sisters, and fathers-in-law who had already heard the wind were waiting for them at the intersection of the village.

Seeing He Zhixing's return, they all cheered warmly and were full of joy.

It's finally back...... After two or three years of waiting, everyone's expectation turned into joy. He Zhixing can be said to have gained a lot this time, and the team is getting wider and bigger, basically the dragon and tiger division of the Hurricane team, and all the heroes and high-rollers are gathered here.

The Kunlun faction's Yao Xizi and others were also placed in Lijiazhai.

He Zhixing released Xiao Qiaoer and other two unconscious people in the coffin and personally helped them treat, the two beauties are both comatose and similar strange diseases, and they have to take their time every day to recuperate with gold acupuncture points.

In addition, there are butterfly beauties and her senior sister who brought back two beauties, this time it can be said that it is He Zhixing's beauty base camp.

Seven days later, Xiao Qiao'er woke up, everything was a strange environment, and the first thing she woke up was to ask: "Where is Yulang?" Where's my Gyokuro? ”

Crazy all the way, and soon under the instructions of Yufang and the others, Xiao Qiaoer found He Zhixing, who was alchemy with Lingding, and saw He Zhixing who was alchemy in the alchemy room.

Xiao Qiao'er was still able to know the severity, and silently watched He Zhixing wait for him to refine this furnace of elixir, just looking at the familiar face and figure that was somewhat similar to Yulang, she couldn't help but silently watch her beloved cry, and shouted silently in her heart: "Yulang, my Yulang hasn't left me...... Gyokuro, I'm ...... Woke up...... Gyokuro ......"

Xiao Qiao'er has been standing firmly and looking at He Zhixing, for a long, long time......

He Zhixing is concentrating on alchemy at the moment......

A beautiful woman in ancient costume was quietly crying and watching his beloved Lang Jun alchemy beside the Danhuo, and the two of them formed a picture, quite harmonious