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At the bottom of the valley under the Tiger Leaping Cliff, the forest is luxuriant, and the fallen leaves over the years have made the ground area a thick layer of vegetation. The mist lingers at the bottom of the valley, the morning breeze blows, and the new sun shines the transparent light of water obliquely from the dense branches and leaves on this benevolent and vast land, paving a faint and mottled golden light, gilding the world with a touch of bleak color.

The wind in the valley is cold, Fanxiang lies quietly on the thick vegetation on the ground, I don't know how long it took, I woke up quietly, wanted to sit up, but felt unbearable pain in my chest, I couldn't help but "wow", vomited a mouthful of blood. After these few days, the arrow wound on the left shoulder and the whip wound on the whole body have gradually improved, and the samadhi true fire in the body is still strongly locking his seven gods, so that the true qi of the dantian cannot flow smoothly, but after being bombarded by the huge two external forces in the chest and abdomen, it seems that it is not as sluggish as before, but there is a little connection, so that he can feel the warmth of the dantian breath.

"Am I dead? What am I? Where am I?" Fan Xiang looked around blankly, in a daze, vaguely remembering that he was shot down by a ghost officer at the bottom of the Tiger Leaping Cliff, and then, he lost consciousness, "Not good, Uncle Mo, what about Little Cherry?" Fan Xiang suddenly woke up, looked up at the top of the Tiger Leaping Cliff, but where could he see through the dense forest branches and leaves. In desperation, Siwang was in the surrounding space, but it was a lush forest, and a few small birds were already flying among the green and slippery leaves, looking for insects, chirping, but the silence in the forest appeared.

He calmed his mind, sat cross-legged on the grass, and meditated on the mind taught by the Master's "Transmission of the Heart Sutra" - "But the breeze on the river, and the bright moon in the mountains, the sound of the ears, the color of the eyes, the inexhaustible use of the Creator, is the endless hiding of the Creator, and I and the Son are suitable for it." The bottom of his heart gradually turned clear, the dantian was warm and warm, and the feeling of disgust gradually disappeared, so he picked up the broken knife from the ground, looked at the hand broken knife with a handle and blade only more than two feet, and then casually put his hand on his waist, covered his chest, slowly stood up, and walked towards the forest.

In the morning in the forest, the air is exceptionally fresh, and the branches of the trees are hung with green and reddish wild fruits, and the dewdrops on them are crystal clear, reflecting the light of the sun, and the dewdrops slowly gather, and finally they can not bear their own weight, so they fall to the ground, moistening everything on the ground .......

Fan Xiang picked a few wild fruits casually, walked while eating, and walked slowly towards the depths of the forest. I don't know how long I walked, but the sun on the top of the trees had become very hot, and the trees in the valley were getting thinner and thinner.

His seven spirits were locked by the true fire of samadhi, and he was seriously injured, so he was like a mortal in another world, walking not too fast, taking a breath, cheering up, and thinking, "I am seriously injured now, let's find out if there is anyone alive first." I just don't know what this place is, and if anyone comes, just ask. He wanted to cry out for help, but he thought: "That's fine, I'm walking alone in this valley forest, if I die, that's fine, if I can survive, this wound can be healed, and I can finally survive the disaster, if I can know the whereabouts of Nalan in the next life, then it would be better." So he walked quietly in the depths of the woods, and did not think of him.

After walking and stopping like this, I walked for two days, and when I was bored, I just picked some wild fruits to satisfy my hunger. In the past two days, my heart has been silent, just thinking: "From now on, I will only have one person in the world, I have left the teacher, Nalan is gone, Uncle Mo and Xiao Cherry are gone, and where should I go." ”

On the evening of the third day, he lay quietly against the trunk of a tree, his heart was at a loss, and he felt that his left shoulder was not as painful as it had been at the beginning, and his strength had regained somewhat.

In the silence, I suddenly heard a few wolf howls in the distance, followed by the wolf howls getting closer and closer, and jumped between leaps, as if fighting with the prey they were chasing.

Fan Xiang stared at the place where the sound came from, and saw a person staggering towards him, and three or five wild wolves behind him howled all the way to chase after him. The man was holding a firewood knife, and from time to time he turned around and slashed, but the wild wolves cooperated very tightly, and when they jumped, the speed was very exquisite, and there was no room for fire, as if they deliberately caused the man to swing the knife and slash, so as to exhaust the man's physical strength. The man stumbled, sheltered by the trees, and circled with the wolves. The wolves cooperated very tacitly, swooping left and right, so that every blow of the man was in vain.

The man was heard screaming loudly, and was thrown to the ground by a wild wolf. Fan Xiang no longer hesitated, picked up a palm-sized stone, threw it far away, and hit a vicious wolf in the head, the evil wolf rolled on the ground, hissed, and stopped moving. Fan Xiang shouted, "Come here!" The remaining few wild wolves heard the human voice, abandoned the man, and flew to it, circled around Fan Xiang a few times in front of him, paused for a moment, raised his head and howled a few times, pounced on him and bit it.

Fan Xiang's physical strength has recovered a lot at this time, holding half of the Xuanbing Flame Broken Knife, holding a knife flower in mid-air, accumulating strength in his right arm, unfolding the electromagnetic wind-breaking knife method, sliding down and stepping forward, swinging the hand interrupting knife obliquely, facing the few evil wolves to draw a plasma blue flame knife flower, the knife flower passed over, and the three wild wolves who pounced on it separated their heads and died on the ground. When the other wolf saw this, he raised his head and howled, turned and fled into the depths of the valley forest.

Fan Xiang put away the broken knife, fixed his mind, and heard the man close to the left, groaning to himself, and asked, "This big brother, have you bitten the evil wolf very well?"

The man said, "I...... I...... Ouch...... I...... I ......" Holding the ground with both hands, he trembled and wanted to stand up, but with an oops, he fell to the ground again and again, and was silent for a long time.

"Big brother, are you okay. ”

After a while, the man was in better spirits, struggled to climb a short distance, and said, "I am ...... It is the farmers in this vicinity, who followed the neighbors to this deep valley to hide from the military disaster, today, today I want to go back to see if the people who killed a thousand knives are gone, no, I didn't expect to meet the wolf ...... "panting and struggling to crawl, crawling for a while, stopping for a while, crawling to the place where Fan Xiangzhang is permitted, "ah" sound, lying on the ground, never moving again.

There was a few feet between the two, and Fan Xiang hurriedly ran over. He lifted the farmer up and held him tightly in the middle of his man, and after a while the man woke up slowly. Fan Xiang saw that there were tooth marks on the back and chest of the farmer, thinking that he had bitten the wild wolf hard, but fortunately it did not hurt the vital point. He was trying to figure out how to find some healing herbs when he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the whistle of someone. The sound of hooves approached, and two large green horses, which were very divine horses, galloped over, and immediately sat two red-clothed armor soldiers, holding scimitars, with fierce eyebrows. One of them cried out, "Here are a few dead wolves, and two two-legged sheep." He dismounted, looked at the knife on the wolf's body, and said curiously: "Who is so powerful that he can kill these wolves with a knife!" The other man rode his horse, and when he came to Fanxiang, he was about to cut it down with his knife. Fan Xiang saw that the clothes and armor of the two were stained with blood, and knew that they were devil soldiers, so she didn't say anything, jumped up, waved her broken knife, and cut the soldier off the horse. When the other man saw that Fan Xiang had slashed the soldier under his horse in a matter of ups and downs, he was terrified, and did not want to linger here any longer, so he hurriedly turned over and jumped on the horse, and shouted, "The thief and lamb are so powerful." "Pull the horse's head, and wait for it to gallop westward.

Fanxiang Na allowed the devil soldier to leave safely, and then stabilized his mind, Dantian gathered a breath, jumped in front of the horse's head with an arrow, and blocked the way. When the sergeant saw this, he also galloped over with his sword, and shouted, "Look for death!"

Fan Xiang stood up straight, met the broken knife, and slashed out with another knife. Unfold the plum folding knife method at will, with the magical powers learned by Fanxiang, even if the seven gods are locked now, and the serious injuries have not yet recovered, as long as they are half recovered, the kung fu is also extraordinary, how can a few ordinary men in the other world compete with each other. I saw the cold light pass by, and the sergeant was already in a different place. Fanxiang gasped, and there was a pain from the arrow wound in her shoulder. He took a deep breath, walked to the corpse of the sergeant, took out the gold sore medicine used by the two sergeants, tore off the sergeant's robe, and bandaged the wounds on the peasant and his own body with gold sore medicine. He found some dry food from the corpse of the devil sergeant and distributed it to the villagers.

The villager relieved himself a little at this time, and thanked Fan Xiang, "This little brother, why are you here alone?"

"I was chased and killed by a group of devil soldiers a few days ago, and I fell from the tiger jumping cliff above to the bottom of this valley. ...... I wonder if this eldest brother knows Uncle Mo in Mojia Village?"

"Oh, I know you, in the past few days, the surviving neighbors of Sili and Eight Townships have been rumoring that a young guest of Uncle Mo's house used a broken knife more than a foot long to hack to death more than ten devil soldiers, it turned out to be you. Well done, lad. ”

"Big brother, you've won the prize. ...... I just don't know how Uncle Mo and his family are doing now?"

"Alas, I pity Uncle Mo's family. The villager sighed and said, "Uncle Mo was killed on the spot, and Mo Huwa and his sister Xiao Cherry were captured as two-legged sheep by the devil soldiers and imprisoned in the barracks of the devil soldiers." I heard that a few days earlier, those devil soldiers had gone west with the captive people, goods, and goods. ”

When Fanxiang heard this, she was silent and silent.

The valley floor is deep and grassy, and the temperature is very cold in the middle of the night. Then he stood up, gathered some wood, and made a fire. Seeing that the body temperature of the dead wolf around him had not yet cooled down, he lifted a half-truncated knife and cut off a wolf leg, set up a fire to debone and barbecue, and shared the food with the farmers in that township. His physical strength gradually recovered, and the arrow wounds and whip wounds on his body also reduced the pain, so he sat down cross-legged, and according to the secrets of the mind contained in the Heart Sutra, he transferred the dantian breath, in order to use the divine power in the body to compete with the true fire of Samadhi, and so on and so forth, day by day.

On the morning of the second day, his strength had grown, and the arrow wound on his left shoulder seemed to have some scabs. He cut some wolf meat and roasted it over the fire. He pulled the two big green horses, rode one horse, and gave one to the farmer. Seeing that the farmer's strength had gradually recovered, he said to the farmer, "Big brother, let's say goodbye." ”

"Little brother, where are you going? Many of our neighbors want to see you!"

"Big brother, I'm going to save Little Cherry and Tiger Baby. Their family is kind to me, I said to protect the little cherry, I can't be untrustworthy. Now that they have been taken captive by the devil soldiers, I have to go and get their brother and sister back. ...... Big brother, let's say goodbye to all the folks for me, thank you, big brother. I'm going to go to them. ”

"Well, take care all the way, if you don't find it, you can all come back, young man. ”

The villager looked at the direction in which Fanxiang had left and sighed softly.