In the southern part of Huaxia and in the 100,000 mountains, there are dense primeval forests everywhere, jackals, tigers, leopards, insects, snakes, and poisonous Gu, which are intimidating, and even the mountain people who survive at the foot of the mountains do not dare to enter the depths of the jungle.

The roar of the beast echoed through the valley, and a South China leopard appeared in the forest, constantly running in the jungle, and behind it came the sound of human laughter, and a young man in his twenties appeared behind it.

Soon caught up behind the South China leopard, and when running side by side, he also stretched out his hand to touch the leopard's head, but unfortunately this beast didn't have any intention of resisting, so he turned around and ran in a different direction.

The other jackals, tigers and leopards passing by, when they saw the young man, quietly turned around and ran away with their tails between their legs, and there was still a little bit of a beast there, even the most grumpy brown bear.

Half an hour passed, and the South China leopard could no longer run, and as soon as he lay on the ground and closed his eyes, he began to play dead, and he couldn't get up even if the young man teased him.

took out a roasted pheasant from the backpack and put it in the mouth of the South China leopard, and suddenly the South China leopard, who was still weak just now, immediately opened his eyes, looked at the humans around him, and began to enjoy his own deliciousness.

The man did not leave, but began to meditate beside it until the South China leopard had finished eating its food and recovered its body, then pushed its head against the man, and its body disappeared into the jungle.

Looking at the clothes on his body, in the past two years, he has worn more clothes than in the past twenty years, he spit out a turbid breath, opened his mouth and roared, and the fierce beasts within a radius of ten miles couldn't help but shudder and look around vigilantly.

In the depths of the mountain, there is a secluded place, on the inconspicuous hillside, there is an inconspicuous dojo, but from the records in the dojo, it seems that it has been passed down for more than 800 years, and the legend is the only inheritance of Wen Tianxiang, a famous minister in the Southern Song Dynasty.

The hill can already be seen in the distance, but it is still more than ten miles, and there is already an old voice in the ears of the young man: "Xiaoliang, it's time for lunch."

The young man is Wu Liang, who was carried out of Z City by his father two years ago, ran thousands of miles away, came to the 100,000 mountains, and found his ancestor, who is also his father's master, Yunxing Zhenren, and the tenth generation of righteous people.

With his profound cultivation and unpredictable medical skills, in just half a year, Wu Liang has completely recovered, and in the following time, he followed his ancestor to practice in the 100,000 mountains and became the twelfth generation of the righteous qi gate.

With the help of his ancestor, more than a year has passed, and Wu Liang has completely reached the peak of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, which is much stronger than Feng Tang two years ago.

That is, in this more than a year, Wu Liang, who had nothing to do, practiced, and went to the forest to find the beasts to race, at the beginning, there were still some beasts with some ideas, but half a year later, within a radius of 100 miles, Wu Liang was the king of beasts, and everywhere he went, the beasts were full of rumors.

The clear sound of the eagle sounded in the air, and the white eagle, which was nearly one meter high, pierced down in the air, and stayed firmly on Wu Liang's shoulder, and the iron hook-like eagle beak rubbed Wu Liang's face, very intimate.

patted the head of the white eagle, and raised his hand into the air, the white eagle took off and flew in the direction of the gym, Wu Liang also ran in the forest quickly, a little more flexible than a monkey.

When he returned to the hall, the white eagle was already standing on the ancient tree at the door, looking at Wu Liang's eyes a little proud, which made Wu Liang feel a little speechless, these guys were suspected of becoming a jing.

There was a white leopard lying lazily at the door, seeing that Wu Liang was coming, he hurriedly lay on his back and gave it a tickle, no different from a big cat, Wu Liang walked over and scratched.

Hearing the voice of the ancestor inside, it was the first time in two years that he saw a guest coming: "The ancestor, I'm back" In the loud voice, Wu Liang pushed the door open.

On the left side of the quaint table, there was an old man in a black Taoist robe, full of silver threads, who was Wu Liang's ancestor Yunxing Zhenren, who was said to be over one hundred and fifty years old, and his strength was unfathomable.

Across from him sat a monk in a gray monk's robe, who had no hair, but a gray beard and eyebrows, and was not much younger than his master.

"This is Master Huaiyuan of the Hanging Temple, a friend of the ancestor for more than 100 years" Seeing Wu Liang enter the door, the cloud-shaped real person introduced the great monk in front of him to Wu Liang.

"I've seen Master Huaiyuan" Wu Liang folded his hands and bowed respectfully.

When he saw Wu Liang, Huaiyuan Shengsheng's eyes lit up, and he felt the long breath on Wu Liang's body, and nodded frequently: "Congratulations to the successor of Daoyou, the poor monk has no gift this time, and this string of hand beads will be given to Xiaoyou" said and took down a string of beads from his wrist.

The purple-red material, because it is played with from time to time, has become full of charm, Wu Liang seems to know that it is not a mortal thing, it is estimated that it is the kind of thing that money can't buy at all, and his eyes can't help but look at Shizu.

"Take it, the things that the great monk has brought for hundreds of years are also a treasure, remember to carry them with you, the evil spirit is difficult to get close to" The cloud-shaped Taoist was afraid that Wu Liang would not know that it was a treasure, and deliberately emphasized a few words, Wu Liang put it away, and brought it on his left wrist in front of the two elders.

Simply asked something about Wu Liang, when the holy monk Huaiyuan knew that it was Wu Liangcai's son, he was even more fond of it, if it wasn't for the cloud-shaped Taoist master's quick start, this would be his apprentice.

"Xiao Liang, you have been practicing here for two years, and now your strength is about to enter the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, and there are few low-handed hands in the secular world, but I am righteous and martial arts is to cultivate the mind, remember not to help the abuse, when the time comes, the anger will attack the heart, the gods will be difficult to save, practice a kneel in perseverance, and must not be slack" The words of the ancestor made Wu Liang understand, it seems that the time has come for him to go down the mountain, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

The cloud-shaped real person and the Huaiyuan Holy Monk naturally could afford it, and with a slight wave of their sleeves, Wu Liang felt a strong force, and his body stood up involuntarily, and he had no power to resist at all.

"Shizu and Huaiyuan went to travel the world, tell your father and your Shibo Mo to worry, they will naturally return when the time comes, you should go down the mountain today." said that the cloud-shaped real person was also a little reluctant to speak, but there was always a difference.

Bidding farewell to the ancestor and the holy monk, Wu Liang carried his backpack on his back, left the gym without looking back, walked out of more than ten miles in one breath before stopping, looked back at the direction of the gym, stayed for more than ten minutes, and then took a new step.

The white eagle above his head kept chirping to show Wu Liang the way, and the white leopard behind him reluctantly gave him a ride, until he was a hundred miles away, and disappeared into the forest step by step, maybe he was tickling himself when he left.

The highway was just ahead, and Wu Liang's heart couldn't help but feel excited, he was finally back after two years

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