(This book is on the shelves today, and I don't know if anyone has read it, after all, the way of telling the story needs to be improved.) Looking forward to your support and supervision to make this book better and better. ）

Chen Song stayed on the snowy plateau for seven days, and the triangular circle pattern returned to the sea of knowledge before leaving! The combination of Shennong's hundred skills and light and shadow was used to cross thousands of miles in one day.

Three days later, they came to the vast grassland! Along the way, they stopped and stopped, and the direction was not up to Chen Song! The triangular circle pattern was very sensitive to the rays of light between heaven and earth! Sometimes it took half a month to stay in one place before leaving. However, encouraged by the fact that the triangle circle pattern is about to advance, there is no such hurry!

And Chen Chan and others in the farmer's house have nothing to do. The farmer was called out by his wife to do carpentry work and build a piece of furniture! So the three women took the golden retriever and practiced with the little greyhound every day.

Three months later, the little greyhound successfully advanced to the realm of ground-level demon beasts. Crossing between the mountains, there was no figure in sight, only a light and shadow shaking in the void. So the next day, early in the morning, the little greyhound rushed into the back mountain.

Chen Chan woke up Feng Yaoyu Xudao and followed her into the back mountain. This time the little greyhound is ready to challenge the wind. Fengya was three hundred miles away from Fengwa Village, where the farmer was located, and the hurricane there was very strong. They are morning, dusk and midnight. Three times a day, the wind is devastating.

At the pass between the two mountains of the wind, there is a small hill. It's just that this little hill is full of bare blue veined stony rocks, which the local people call the Wind Stone! Since the little greyhound came back, the farmer took everyone here once, and it was noon, and when I was having a good time, suddenly a hurricane came. The four people and two dogs were scraped and fell to the ground ten miles away, and everyone was standing on the town wind stone to play.

It was also at that time that the farmer told everyone that in fact, it was not called Zhenfeng Stone, but Qingxuanshi. At that time, when he went up the mountain to cut wood, he brought a pot of water and ran to the top of the mountain to sharpen his wood cutting knife. This stone is very hard, just grind it two or three times!

Rushing out from the wind and crossing three mountains, it is Gaowa Village. The farmer's wife, Wang Qin, is a native of Gaowa Village. Chen Chan of Gaowa Village and the others went to the village once with a little greyhound and a golden retriever, and the village was relatively large, with about 1,500 households.

The three of them stood with a little greyhound with a golden retriever, in a small groove in the blue stone. This small hollow is not big, about a meter deep, and the size of half a house. After standing for half an hour, the hurricane hit on time.

The little greyhound raised his head and let out a wolf roar! But the voice leaked out like a dog's barking sound, and Chen Chan angrily reprimanded: "You howl a ghost! A wolf is not like a wolf, and a dog is not like a dog! It is already at the level of a ground-level demon beast! You can't even control a voice, you are really a waste dog!"

At this time, the golden retriever said: "I release a little divine luster energy, after you absorb it, don't rush to swallow it in your stomach, but take this divine luster energy in your mouth, and slowly let it spread automatically into your stomach." This will improve the vocal cords in your throat and make your voice a little better, no longer this unpleasant voice where wolves don't look like wolves and dogs don't look like dogs!"

Suddenly, the entire concave was filled with a rich divine luster energy. The little greyhound opened its mouth wide, and its belly gently opened and sucked, and these divine luster energies were like smoke, slowly wandering towards the little greyhound's belly!

After half a month of improvement, it can finally be a perfect howling wolf sound, or it can be a pure dog barking sound. At noon, just as the three of them and two dogs were meditating and having an epiphany, a seventy-year-old woman carried a basket with several very common herbs in it!

When he was close to Qingxuanshi, he suddenly had a demon wind again without warning. Blow down the seventy-year-old woman ten miles away. Immediately afterwards, even Chen Chan and Feng Yao, as well as the people of Yuxu Dao, were all blown ten miles away by the hurricane. Little greyhounds and golden retrievers are no exception.

Of course, the golden retriever appeared in the form of a yellow dog, and naturally it had to be scraped more than ten miles away. Even if it's acting, you have to act enough.

Chen Chan got up as soon as possible, helped the old woman up, and said, "Grandma, did you fall and hurt yourself?"

"Alas, we're used to this place, and legend has it that there are monsters in this mountain. I often have demonic winds, and I can't count how many times I've fallen in my life!"

Chen Chan also replied with great feelings: "Yes, this wind is also very problematic, but nature has its own mysterious reasons, and it is not something that we mortals can decipher." This answer can only be answered when some big scientist is interested in studying it. ”

The old woman glanced at a few people and said, "Aren't you from Gaowa Village?"

"We're from Fengwa Village!"

"Oh!"

Then, the old woman got up and said, "The mountain road is not easy to walk, I still walk slowly, so I won't play with you!"

Until the old woman walked for half an hour, she couldn't see the old woman anymore. The three girls had already returned to the hollow on the blue stone. After another hour, Feng Yao was still a little worried and said, "Hell! There is an old woman for no reason, and I always feel that there is a problem." I think it's better for us to come less, our cultivation realm has been sealed, if a powerful demon cultivator really comes out, we will only be abused! The point is that we are afraid that our lives will not be guaranteed?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the blue stones of the small hill shook violently like an earthquake. Frightened, the three people and two dogs lay tightly in the hollow, and the golden retriever released a faint divine luster, enveloping everyone. It took a quarter of an hour or so before it stabilized.

Since then, the three of them have never gone to play in Qingxuanshi. has been wandering around the back mountains of Fengwa Village, but the crisis has never stopped paying attention to them from the beginning to the end. It's just that the three of them don't know.

One afternoon a month later, the sky was covered with dark clouds. In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth was like night, and a bolt of lightning fell directly in the middle of Chen Chan and the others.

Bang!

An earth-shattering thunder resounded on the little greyhound's body, shaking Chen Chan, Feng Yao, and Yuxu Daoren dizzy. Immediately after that, as if they had been hit by some kind of energy, the three of them and the two dogs lost consciousness! At the moment before losing consciousness, the Yuxu Daoist roared angrily: "We have been calculated in the end! If there is a chance, we must send the two of you out." Otherwise, Chen Song will dial my skin when he comes!"

"There's no time! I can't stand it!"

The voice of the golden retriever sounded in the minds of the three of them! Then the three of them and the two dogs were completely unconscious! Then, a downpour came against the trend. In the back mountain of Fengwa Village, it caused a huge flash flood and mudslide to erupt!

The rain that rolled down from the sky landed on the surface, and in an instant, it converged into rivers, lakes and seas, destroying more than half of the forests in the back mountains, and the tall mountains were stiffly washed away by the heavy rain.

The farmer, who was originally entangled by his master and did carpentry work in a villager's house, rushed in in an instant, in the monstrous rain!

The farmer's wife, Wang Qin, wanted to stop him behind and wait for the rain to stop, but before he could speak, he was gone.

The farmer holds a woodcutter in his hand and slashes down at the rolling mudslide. It's just that the newly covered rainwater and silt are split at the moment, and I don't feel the breath of life.

The farmer waved his woodcutter uncontrollably, slashing down the mud all over the ground. I just couldn't find the corpses of the three people and two dogs, and while waving the firewood knife, I cried and shouted: "There's no reason! Even if the realm cultivation of Chen Chan Fengyao and the Jade Void Daoist is sealed, just like ordinary people, but the realm of the little greyhound is already the realm of Xuan-level demon beasts!"

While everyone was sheltering from the rain at home, a pair of eyes stared coldly at the farmer, but at this moment the farmer was completely indifferent to the surrounding environment. At this moment, I just want to turn over all the mudslides and mud in the mountains, even if these three people and two dogs die, we must find the bodies. Otherwise, once Chen Song has passed the assessment and verification of the Great Dao of Earth Heaven and Earth, even if he suppresses the realm cultivation, he will not be good.

The farmer has become a clay man, and he is still desperately wielding a firewood knife, desperately looking for Chen Chan, Feng Yao and Yuxu Daoren. Even if the three of them were scattered by a sudden mudslide, there was no reason why they couldn't find one!

The rain of the downpour has not abated. It rained for a whole day and a night before the rain stopped. But everything in Fengwa Village has changed drastically, with the top rocks falling and the freshly turned yellow soil everywhere. The trees had fallen and had been completely sealed, all the way out and into the mountains.

The farmer did not close his eyes for seven days and seven nights, and lay exhausted in the muddy water. Although the rain has stopped, it has been a continuous drizzle for the past seven days. The mudslide that slowly washes down is about to drown the farmer!

At this time, Wang Qin led the villagers into the mountain where the flash flood broke out, and rescued the farmer from the flood.

For the next half month, the drizzle never stopped. The farmer was also unconscious in a coma with a high fever and was never awake. Sometimes crying, sometimes laughing like a madman. The whole village of Fengwa said that the farmer had gone crazy!

On the twenty-eighth day after the downpour, the drizzle finally stopped! What was rare was that the sun showed a new face! The moment the sun came out, the farmer who was in a coma also got up and walked out of the house!

Wang Qin, the teacher, grabbed the farmer's arm and said, "Your high fever has not subsided, and people cannot be resurrected after death!

The farmer slapped the master in the face with a backhand, and roared angrily, "If you hadn't asked me to do this damn carpentry work, what would have happened?

Wang Qin said with tears in her eyes: "I know you're sad! But you can't blame me! The three of them and two dogs live together for half a year, they eat and drink me, and I'm a widow, do you ask them for a penny?"

The farmer's eyes were red and he said, "Don't you tell me that you have given away all the prey that the little greyhound and the yellow dog have brought back!

"Farmer! You! Your master and old prince have always treated you like a son! Today, you have come to settle accounts with your master for a few dead outsiders!"

Wang Qin crossed his hands on his hips and roared angrily: "Farmer, let me tell you, yes! I took out the prey that the little greyhound and the yellow dog brought back for money! And the price is not cheap. But so what? They are always outsiders, and I am your teacher! None of them are your wives, they are just ordinary friends!"

"Is it necessary for you to treat your master like this? It's not just a relative or a friend! If you want to blame them, you also blame them for their bad fate! When they encounter this rare mudslide and flash flood, this is the destiny that they will die here! As your teacher, I have also been slapped by you, and your anger should be dissipated!"

At this time, the gossiping neighbors also followed suit and said: "Yes, farmer! This mudslide and flash flood is not your master's fault! If you slap her, don't blame your master! Now it's just a matter of finding a way to explain it to your future friend!"

The farmer slammed the door and left angrily!