The heavy eyelids, after some struggle, finally opened slowly, and the scene of the eyes gradually became clearer.

What imprinted into Lu Qingshan's eyes was a yellowed tent roof.

Looking at the dirty and dilapidated canopy, the memories of before he fell unconscious flooded back.

Doji was extracted, and in the case of serious injuries, he also used Zhentian as a recharge.

Even with Lethe's life power, his state only went from terrible to not so bad.

So after he forcibly cut off his Dao base, he passed out uncontrollably.

Lu Qingshan struggled and slowly supported his body with his arms to sit up.

After sitting up, he meditated and contemplated, and his mind sank into the dantian.

His Yuan Ying was still sitting in the dantian, but at this time, his divine light was dim, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, and there was no power coming out.

Since he had cut off the Dao Foundation, he had to reshape the Dao Foundation from the Qi Refining Realm.

Before Dao Ji reshaped, he was a mortal who had lost all his cultivation.

However, although Xiu Wei was lost, his realm was still there.

Therefore, this path of re-cultivating the path is naturally much easier than the first practice.

Because until his cultivation is restored to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, his cultivation will not encounter any bottlenecks.

"It's really back to before liberation......" Lu Qingshan felt the situation in his body, and said with emotion: "Take this opportunity to shape a real flawless Dao foundation." ”

He ruthlessly cut off his Dao foundation, just to make amends.

Fortunately, he found the problem early.

If he cultivates to the sixth or seventh realm, only to discover the problem of the Dao Foundation, then if he wants to reshape the Dao Foundation, the price will really be too great.

And it is definitely not easy to completely withdraw one's Dao foundation from one's body intact.

Fortunately, the supernatural powers of this mountain ghost are strong enough.

In this way, the mountain ghost actually helped him and helped him find out his problems in advance.

What a good ghost.

Lu Qingshan sighed.

In his dantian, in addition to the dimmed Yuan Infant, there was actually a shallow layer of dark green spiritual power.

It was the power of the mountains and seas, and it had not been completely squandered by him.

The remaining part of the power of the mountains and seas is equivalent to the spiritual power of the monks of the late Jindan period.

But this is a one-time thing, and there is no way to recover it after using it, so you have to save some of it before you can cultivate your spiritual power.

Lu Qingshan withdrew from the dantian with a heart, his brows were slightly locked, and only then did he begin to notice his situation, "Where is this?" ”

At this moment? The tent curtain that was put down? Someone lifted it open.

Lu Qingshan looked at the door curtain.

It wasn't until two figures, one tall and one thin, appeared in his sight that he let down his guard.

"Childe? Are you awake? "The tall figure? It was Qin Yitian who saw Lu Qingshan come to his senses? His face was full of joy.

The thin figure is a little girl? Yellow face and thin muscles? In his eyes, there is also joy, but also mixed with a hint of timidity.

Did you accept him a piece of 'moon cake' before and tell him all the news of Lei Gongchi? A little girl from the 'sheep' tribe.

So to speak? I should be in the 'sheep' tribe by now.

Lu Qingshan reacted quickly.

Under Lu Qingshan's gaze, Yang Qing'er panicked at first, and rubbed the corners of her clothes with her left hand uneasily, but she still mustered up the courage to hold the worn-out pottery bowl in her hand? handed it to Lu Qingshan, and said timidly: "You are seriously injured?" Drink this will get better soon......"

Lu Qingshan glanced at the pottery bowl handed over by Yang Qing'er, and there was some green paste liquid in the bowl? A foul smell came to my face.

As if she was afraid that Lu Qingshan would dislike her, Yang Qing'er hurriedly added, "What if the men in the tribe are injured?" It's all about drinking a bowl of 'Tibetan medicine', and you can recover quickly. ”

"This is the herb that Qing'er picked up by climbing the rock wall of the canyon herself? Then boil out the medicine," Qin Yitian said: "Childe, you have been in a coma for three days. ”

"Worries you." Lu Qingshan understood and said softly to Qin Yitian.

Then he smiled kindly at Yang Qing'er, took the bowl of so-called 'Tibetan medicine', and drank it dry.

He turned the pottery bowl upside down and shook it at Yang Qing'er, indicating that he had drunk not a drop left.

Yang Qing'er smiled with a hint of shyness.

"My name is Yang Qing'er." Yang Qing'er cautiously looked at Lu Qingshan, and then whispered.

"My name is Lu Qingshan, I don't know what is going on, why am I here?" Lu Qingshan showed a gentle smile at the little girl.

"When I went to pick food for Yang'er, I met Sister Yitian carrying you covered in blood on her back and came out of it......" Yang Qing'er said that it was naturally Lei Gongchi, "I saw that you were so seriously injured, so I quickly brought you back......"

"But......." Yang Qing'er paused, and said carefully: "Patriarch Grandpa saw your injuries and said that you used to be a monk, but now your cultivation seems to be completely ruined, I'm afraid it ......"

Lu Qingshan was noncommittal, but he didn't explain either.

Bang Bang Bang!

Outside the tent, there was a sudden sound of bells, mixed with faint cheers.

Yang Qing'er's face also showed a hint of joy at this time.

"It should be that the hunting team has come back, it seems that there is something to gain, this time there is meat to eat, if there is meat to eat, your body can recover a little faster," Yang Qing'er was extremely satisfied, and asked expectantly: "Do you want to go out and have a look?" ”

"yes, okay." Lu Qingshan nodded with a smile, and then staggered to his feet.

He is not a big muscle bully of physical cultivation, but he used to be a Yuanying cultivator, and his physical fitness is naturally much better than ordinary people.

After a short rest, although his whole body was still covered with a thick layer of scabs, he had already regained his ability to move.

Qin Yitian hurriedly stepped forward to hold Lu Qingshan's arm, and although Yang Qing'er was shy, she also walked over to help him.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and what caught Lu Qingshan's eyes was a team of men in sheepskin clothes, carrying a huge piece of meat, returning triumphantly.

It seems to have been quite a successful hunt.

For a small and poor tribe like the 'sheep' tribe, there is no such complicated way of cooking food as frying and frying.

One is that there is not so much exquisiteness, and the other is that there is no so-called seasoning.

They just cut the meat into fist-sized pieces and threw them into a huge iron pot.

Before long, the smell of meat spread throughout the small camp.

Yes, the 'sheep' tribe still belongs to the primitive system of big pot rice, where those who eat eat together, and those who don't eat starve together.

Yang Qing'er helped Lu Qingshan, looking at the cauldron that was boiling and boiling, and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

For the children of the 'sheep' tribe, who are extremely poor in material resources, nothing beats eating.

In front of the cauldron, all the people in the tribe were queuing up with bowls, and there were women in charge of the spoons.

Women and children get a piece of meat, and adult men get two pieces.

"Let's go and get in line." Lu Qingshan rubbed Yang Qing'er's messy hair and said with a smile.

The little girl was already hungry, but she insisted on helping Lu Qingshan.

"But......" Yang Qing'er hesitated.

"It's okay, isn't this Sister Yitian supporting me." Lu Qingshan said.

Yang Qing'er was relieved and hurriedly joined the team.

After all, he was still a child.

An old man came over with two pottery bowls and handed them to Qin Yitian and Lu Qingshan.

There were two pieces of meat in the bowl, and there were hard naan torn and soaked in it.

"I'm the patriarch of this tribe." The sheep patriarch introduced himself.

This is a body cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the old man and saw his cultivation.

He did not refuse the kindness of the sheep patriarch and took the pottery bowl.

This bowl of broth, which is already a feast for the clansmen of the 'Yang' tribe, is not delicious in Lu Qingshan's opinion, after all, except for some wild vegetables, no other condiments and spices are added, and it is really light.

And those hard naan, even if they are torn and soaked in the soup, they are still hard to swallow.

However, Lu Qingshan still drank all the broth.

"Your guest is probably not a local." The sheep patriarch asked, a smile on his wrinkled face.

"From the East." Lu Qingshan means the Eastern Regions.

But the sheep patriarch obviously didn't think of going so far, so he just nodded as if he didn't understand, "That's indeed a very far place." ”

"Your guest is seriously injured, do you want to recuperate here for a while?" The Yang patriarch didn't ask Lu Qingshan what was going on here, nor did he ask how he was injured.

It's a kind of wisdom that has been brewed over time.

Lu Qingshan thought for a while, and finally nodded, "It's quiet and remote here, and it really takes time to recover from my injuries, if I can, I also hope to recuperate here for a few more days, but I don't know if it will trouble the sheep patriarch?" ”

The sheep patriarch smiled: "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome." ”

.......

The sheep patriarch set up a tent for Lu Qingshan as a residence, and Lu Qingshan stayed in the 'sheep' tribe temporarily.

Except for children under the age of four or five, there are no idlers in the 'sheep' tribe, and even Yang Qing'er has to go around picking weeds during the day and feeding them to the meat sheep raised by the tribe.

It is only in the evening that the people of the tribe have some time for themselves.

It's night.

Lu Qingshan sat in front of the bonfire, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Qing'er cautiously sat beside Lu Qingshan, a little embarrassed.

"Mr. ......"

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Qing'er's eyes were full of anticipation, and she asked timidly, "Can you tell me about the outside world?" ”

"Things outside......" Lu Qingshan looked at Yang Qing'er with interest, and said slowly: "The outside world is very big, there are fox fairies, water monsters, river gods, dragon kings in the sea, cultivators seeking immortality on land, and sword cultivators who slash through the Nine Heavens with a sword, refining a flying sword, killing enemies for thousands of miles, or practicing one-handed sword skills, vertical and horizontal......"

Lu Qingshan followed the little girl's thoughts, and told her a few swordsman stories.

"Swordsman ......" Yang Qing'er's eyes flashed with starlight, "Kill the enemy for thousands of miles, and look at the ......"

"Sir is also a sword cultivator, right?" Yang Qing'er asked suddenly.

"Why do you say that?" Lu Qingshan was stunned.

"It just feels, it feels like Mr. should be." Yang Qing'er pinched the corners of her clothes, thought about it, and said like this.

"You guessed it right." Lu Qingshan rubbed Yang Qing'er's head, and suddenly became interested, "Do you want to learn?" ”

"Huh?"

"The means of sword cultivation."

"Huh?!" Yang Qing'er was a little excited and a little hesitant, "Can I learn?" But the patriarch grandfather said that I am weak and not suitable for cultivation......"

"That's the way of physical cultivation," Lu Qingshan didn't explain the difference between the cultivation system and the little girl, but just smiled: "The path of sword cultivation is different from physical cultivation, it only looks at the cultivator's spirituality to the sword, not the flesh and blood. ”

"I want to learn!" Yang Qing'er looked at Lu Qingshan, and there was a divine light in her dark eyes, which was extremely bright.

Lu Qingshan laughed heartily, picked up a wooden stick from the ground next to him, and as if nothing happened, the wooden stick was provoked and shook slightly, like two swords stabbing out.

Then, he threw the wooden stick to Yang Qing'er, "Try it." ”

The little girl was shy by nature, but she also mustered up the courage to hold a wooden stick and imitate Lu Qingshan's movements just now.

Whew.

The wind broke through, although the strength was weak, but Yang Qing'er, who had just watched Lu Qingshan's demonstration once, could be regarded as playing a good game, which made Lu Qingshan a little surprised.

After a while, Yang Qing'er put down the wooden stick in her hand out of breath.

She said that she was frail, and it was true.

"Tired?" Lu Qingshan said with a smile.

Yang Qing'er nodded, but she was very excited.

"When you're tired, go back and rest."

"Well," Yang Qing'er nodded heavily, and then advised: "Sir, remember to rest early, your injuries are not healed yet, you need to rest more." ”

"Okay." Lu Qingshan responded.

Yang Qing'er held a wooden stick, as if she was holding some treasure, and walked towards her tent in pieces.

As if remembering something, Yang Qing'er raised her head and glanced in the direction of Lei Gongchi, "Lei Gongchi has not had a big thunderstorm for many days, could it be that Lei Gong is asleep again?" ”

She remembered that from the first time she saw Lu Qingshan, in the next seven or eight days, the thunder that broke out two or three times that day suddenly stopped erupting.

After pondering for a while, the little girl who couldn't figure out about it didn't think much about it.

Lei Gong's affairs, where is her turn to worry about?

The other side.

Lu Qingshan was also looking in the direction of Lei Gongchi, thinking about something.

"Childe, it seems that the thunder is about to disappear." Qin Yitian sat beside Lu Qingshan and said in a deep voice.

"Indeed," Lu Qingshan nodded, "The reason for the appearance of Lei Gongchi is the birth of the Lei Treasure Tree.

As soon as the Thunder Treasure Tree disappears, it won't exist for long in Thunder, and it is estimated that by tomorrow, this Thunder Gong Pond, which has existed for 10,000 years, will completely disappear. ”

.......

Lu Qingshan stayed in the 'sheep' tribe for another three days.

The monk's strong physical fitness, coupled with the assistance of the elixir, in just ten days, all his external injuries have been healed.

The scabbed scar fell off, revealing new skin, crystal clear as jade.

"It's almost time to leave." Lu Qingshan muttered.

Suddenly, Lu Qingshan felt a slight tremor on the ground under his feet, and the vibration was still expanding.

It was as if there were thousands of troops charging.

Boom Boom!

Heaven and earth exploded like thunder.

But the thunder pond that was born with thunder had completely disappeared two days ago.

Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and he hurriedly mobilized the small amount of sea power remaining in his body, suspended in the air, and looked in the direction from a high place where the thunder came from.

The canyon he is in now has a structure like a gourd.

The 'sheep' tribe is located at the mouth of the gourd in the canyon.

It is said to be a canyon, but the area is actually very large, and it is only large compared to a mountain range.

And now, in the desert outside the canyon, there are thousands of sand wolves rushing towards the mouth of the gourd, rolling up bursts of yellow sand, like a sandstorm.

Wherever the lamb goes, a wicked wolf will go with him.

It was a herd of sand wolves lurking near the sheep tribe.

After the Raw Thunder Treasure Tree turned into powder, and the thunder of Lei Gongchi gradually dissipated, the deterrent power that made the sand wolf demon jealous and did not dare to enter the canyon finally disappeared.

The coveting of the 'sheep' tribesmen in the canyon, as well as the intuition that there seemed to be treasures in the canyon, made these greedy sand wolf demons finally can't help it, and they poured out of their nests and rushed towards the canyon.

Lu Qingshan looked back at the canyon.

The 'sheep' tribesmen, who had gradually realized the cause of the earthquake, were already in despair at this time.

This is an extremely terrifying wave of medium-sized demon tides.

A demon tide of this scale, in Mogao, except for the powerful nine clans, no tribe can resist it.

Hundreds of households, the number of people is not more than a thousand, but it is a 'sheep' tribe that has existed for an unknown amount of time, if nothing else, today, it will disappear forever in the mouth of the sand wolf demon tide.

"The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake are on the land!" The elders of the sheep clan were in tears, and their hearts were sad.

The killing machine of the earth burst out, and the monster appeared.

This is the earth trying to destroy their tribe, how do they want to live?