Chapter Seventy-Seven: Determination (Seeking Collection)
Seventy-seventh
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Ning Xue and the three of them were extremely anxious, looking at Nie Fan who was meditating on the mountain peak, and every minute they waited, the anxiety in their hearts increased.
"Ning Xue, you can't wait like this any longer." The three of them ate more than a dozen fruits, which was considered to have eaten lunch, Zhao Hecheng glanced at Nie Fan, who was still motionless on the mountain peak, and turned his head to look at Ning Xuedao.
Ning Xue was also anxious in her heart, but looking at Nie Fan, she didn't know why she had a strange sense of security in her heart, she was calm and said calmly: "Wait a little longer." β
Zhao Hecheng frowned and frowned, looked at Ning Xue seriously and said, "Ning Xue, we can't wait any longer, if it goes on like this, we won't be able to go back to the city after dark, and it will be difficult for helicopters to find this place at night." β
"I think it's better to ask Nie Fan's opinion." Guo Hanxiang was worried that Ning Xue didn't know Nie Fan's ability, so he hurriedly interjected and said.
Zhao Hecheng swept Guo Hanxiang with cold eyes, his heart turned sharply, and he looked at Ning Xue and said: "Ning Xue, every extra minute of Yanmei is more dangerous, we can't spend it here like this......"
Ning Xue forcibly suppressed the anxiety in her heart, looked at Nie Fan, and said softly, "Wait." β
Zhao Hecheng wanted to say more, but Ning Xue was already leaning against the rock and closed her eyes gently.
Zhao Hecheng's face twitched slightly, a cold color flashed on his face, he glanced at Guo Hanxiang, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked up at Nie Fan, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Guo Hanxiang watched Zhao Hecheng leave, looked at Ning Xue again, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged again, and meditated.
Still unable to re-enter that state, he gradually calmed down, and sat still.
Nie Fan on the mountain peak, the cold wind blew, his hair was flying, his clothes were sassy, and there was no expression on his face.
The sun gradually moved westward from the south, the light changed, and Nie Fan's shadow gradually lengthened unconsciously.
Jiutian's eyes were shining, his expression was majestic, standing on the boulder, looking down the mountain, like a general who was proud of the world.
Ning Xue was also tired, leaning against the stone wall, and actually fell asleep.
Guo Hanxiang calmed down in his heart, sat upright, and continued to practice the family heirloom exercises, the true qi that could not run no matter what was possible before, was able to run slowly in his body at this moment, although he still couldn't complete Zhou Tian, but he was overjoyed!
He has been regarded as a waste by his family since he was a child, he can't cultivate ancient martial arts, and can only cultivate in business, but he didn't expect that he would make such a big progress after only sitting with Nie Fan for a while!
He was extremely excited in his heart, and he was naturally very grateful to Nie Fan.
Zhao Hecheng didn't go far from the peak, he stood not far from the foot of the mountain, looking at the gravel path in front of him, his eyes were cold and flickering.
He struggled with whether to leave alone and go back to the city alone.
All kinds of difficulties and dangers were constantly replaying in front of his eyes, ten beasts died in front of the cave last night, and Hao Yanmei's sudden disappearance was entangled in his heart.
Zhao Hecheng hesitated, it was always too dangerous for him to go back alone, but it was also unpredictable to stay here, so he couldn't make up his mind.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhao Hecheng's face changed slightly, and not far from him, a black shadow flashed.
Zhao Hecheng's heart jumped violently, his face turned slightly pale, his body was straight, and his eyes were fixed on the place where the black shadow disappeared.
The black shadow did not appear again, but Zhao Hecheng's heart involuntarily accelerated its beating, his face twitched slightly, but he still cautiously stepped back, turned around in a few steps, and walked quickly towards the mountain.
Zhao Hecheng walked halfway up the mountain, turned around and saw that there was nothing behind him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down, and walked towards the mountain as calmly as possible.
When he arrived not far from the peak, he saw that Ning Xue and Guo Hanxiang were both closed, he was angry in his heart, his face was cold, he looked up, the sun had gone down a lot, and he was destined to be unable to leave today, and then looked at Nie Fan, who was still motionless on the peak, with an indifferent expression, and sat down cross-legged.
Nie Fan sat cross-legged on the highest part of the mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun slowly sprinkled all over the sky, his shadow gradually lengthened, and he didn't know which corner of the mountain he was in.
"Whew~" It wasn't until the sun was almost halfway down that Nie Fan slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.
His eyes were bright, cold and bright, and he glanced at the three people not far away, and Nie Fan looked inward to check his body.
Although his body has improved greatly after a day of meditation, he still doesn't know how long it will take for him to fully recover, who has almost been seriously injured.
As soon as Jiutian in the distance saw Nie Fan wake up, he immediately spread his wings and flew towards him, his eyes were bright.
"Catch a pheasant for me." Nie Fan looked at it with a smile, except for his arms, he was still uncomfortable.
Chirp~
Nine Heavens screamed, spread its wings upward, like lightning flashes, and rushed towards the highest and densest forest.
The screams of the Nine Heavens immediately woke up Ning Xue, Guo Hanxiang, and Zhao Hecheng, and the three of them looked up, and when they saw Nie Fan waking up, they all immediately stood up and rushed up.
Nie Fan looked at the faces of the three people who rushed up, plus there was one person missing, his eyes were slightly different, and his expression did not move.
Ning Xue walked in front of Nie Fan, her face could not hide her anxiety, looking at Nie Fan's expression as calm as possible, pursed her lips lightly, and said, "Senior, Yanmei was captured by the professor. β
Nie Fan was stunned for a moment, and then there was something thoughtful in his eyes, thinking that the professor was a puppet, Nie Fan's expression suddenly showed a hint of understanding, and he looked at Ning Xue and said, "Don't worry, he's coming for me." β
"Rushing at you?" Ning Xue was stunned, she was also a very smart woman, and she nodded lightly with a pretty face. Since it was for Nie Fan, it meant that Hao Yanmei would not be in danger, and the heart she was carrying was instantly put back.
Nie Fan didn't care if they understood it or not, he looked at Guo Hanxiang and said, "Carry me back." β
When Guo Hanxiang heard this, he hurriedly said, "Yes." β
Guo Hanxiang walked over, put Nie Fan on his back carefully, and walked down the mountain.
Zhao Hecheng didn't say anything, his expression was calm, and he occasionally looked at Nie Fan with a hint of a smile.
Guo Hanxiang carried Nie Fan on his back and walked down the mountain, hesitated for a long time in his heart, and still asked: "Senior, why can I enter that state when I meditate before, but not later?" β
"You don't need to call me senior," Nie Fan looked up at Jiutian flying with a huge pheasant in his mouth in the sky, and said, "I'm about the same age as you." It's like if you just drank a bucket of water and let you drink it, what would you do? β
Guo Hanxiang lowered his head as he walked, and thought, "Oh, that is to say, I have to finish digesting before I can continue to meditate......"
"It's not stupid," Nie Fan lay on his back and said, "When my injuries are healed, I will wash your scriptures and cut the marrow, and then you will be able to cultivate smoothly." β
When Guo Hanxiang heard this, his body couldn't help shaking, and his excited voice trembled, "Thank you, senior." β
Nie Fan was unmoved, looked at the nine heavens that flew over, and said, "Call me Nie Fan." β