After going back, his interest continued unabated, and "Huhu" practiced martial arts, and suddenly thought of something. The jar of liquid that has been sealed for many years is taken out of the hole, the lid of the altar is sealed intact, and it smells like wine after opening, and its color is yellow, but it is clear and there are no impurities. Although he had never touched liquor, he smelled the aroma of wine, presumably Senior Huang would not treasure poison, so he picked it up and took a sip.

"Ah~huh~" The spicy was slightly bitter, and then I felt that my throat and even an esophagus were hot, and I almost choked. I felt that it was difficult to swallow anymore, and the aftertaste was actually sweet, which was quite useful. So I took another sip, this time mentally prepared so I didn't feel unpleasant. Take another sip and it feels okay! Liu Weifeng thought that the liquor might taste like this, and it should be a good wine that has been preserved in the cellar for many years.

He came to the coffin of Huang Shang and said, "Senior Huang, I drank your Tibetan wine today, and I toast you with a bowl!" After saying that, he sprinkled an arc in front of the coffin with wine, and then continued to drink himself, with dried meat and wild fruits. Drinking wine is to celebrate happiness, at first drinking for the sake of drinking, and slowly tasting the aroma of the wine is drinking for the sake of incense, until most of the jar is drunk. I don't know if it's drunk, so I fell asleep after practicing martial arts for a while while I was drunk.

……

Suddenly, half a year later, it was a harsh winter, and the mountains and forests disappeared again. Liu Weifeng left the mountain in the off-season according to his own plan.

He is already proficient in martial arts, and other stone carvings have already done their best, but Huang Shang's inscription "When you can go out of the mountain when you stomp on the stone like mud in Qingyin, destroy the stone carvings inside and outside, don't be troubled by treachery" has not yet been followed, not that the fire has not arrived, but it is reluctant.

At this time, he used his swordsmanship, and his strength was as strong as he could, and he could cut stones like earth. Although the skill is far inferior to Huangshang, it is still easy to carve a few crooked words on the stone wall with a sword, and it is even more easy to use the "Qingyin" sword.

After staying here for a year and a half, although the conditions were difficult, I enjoyed practicing and hunting every day, thanking myself for the hardships that allowed me to grow, and learned advanced martial arts and jungle survival methods.

The day before I decided to leave, I read all the stone carvings inside and outside the cave carefully to leave no regrets. When he packed up his luggage and some dried meat and took them to the outside of the cave, he found that there were not many belongings, only two animal skins were newly purchased.

He held the "Qingyin" sword in his hand, and began to wield the sword flower wantonly from the hole in the hole, the sword wave was like a wave, and the flying stones splashed all over for a while, and the stone carvings were cut off one after another, and the hole was "呲呲呲" ...... "whoosh"...... The sound is constant, like a factory floor. The gravel fell to the ground and stirred up a thick dust fog, and he couldn't breathe, so he continued to work with his eyes squinted and completed the double cave stone carvings with the true meridian closed qigong method. Then go out of the hole to sweep the secrets of the various sects and the gossip characters outside the hole, and the low stone carvings are up and down with swords, such as chopping melons and chopping vegetables; From high places, they will apply what they have learned, sometimes flying to the wall, sometimes volleying in the air, and the air is surging...... The kung fu of a meal outside the cave is also completed.

He rested for a while, entered the cave after the dust and mist in the cave settled clearly, wiped the ordinary iron sword with hay, walked to the coffin and knelt down, and said loudly: "Senior Huang, thank you for your companionship and teaching for many days, the boy wants to say goodbye, everything has been obeyed, I hope you can still dominate the world in heaven, and I pray for you here." Thank you for the gift, this iron sword will continue to accompany you. After saying that, he got up and lifted the corner of the coffin lid vigorously, slowly reached out and put the iron sword into the side of the dry bone, and after returning to the coffin, he put his hands together three times. On the wall of the cave next to the coffin, it was engraved that "Liu Weifeng is buried in Huangshang, there is no property and treasure to accompany the burial, please don't blaspheme when you come"

Liu Weifeng admired his prank, the strength was ruthless enough, and the stone wall was basically relatively flat, and there were almost no words to read. Once upon a time, the inside and outside of this cave was also full of neat stone carvings, which condensed the hard work of Huangshang's predecessors for several years, but was destroyed by his own hands, it was a pity, but it was his last will. Think about it from another angle, if the mountain is opened in a few years, this place will be discovered sooner or later, everyone will become a peerless martial artist, and the world will not be chaotic? So there is a certain justification for destruction.

It's just that the stone foam debris destroyed the original neatness inside and outside the cave, and it looks particularly messy, so I picked up two large thin stone chips, divided them into brooms and dustpans, and cleaned them up little by little to the edge of the south cliff.

Without the tools at hand, the clean-up work lasted for more than an hour, and a long pile of rubble was piled up along the edge of the south cliff, which he had planned to use to test his palm power, and had practiced against the mountain wall and the big trees before. He stood more than a meter away from the stone pile, and his luck gathered in his palms, and he quickly hit the flat.

"Smack! …… ......"Under the power of his palm in the air, the rocks exploded, and then rolled down the mountain. He then moved the footwork "Smack!" Syllable! Syllable! ......" There was a combo of blows, and the pile of stones gradually leveled the ground.

After several tosses, it has been delayed for a long time, and there is still a stone gate that has not been sealed, so I have to stay for another day. First do some cave sealing planning, and then pace at will, and finally enjoy the winter scenery of this mountain col, nostalgia for this place where you have lived for a year and a half.

The mountains near and far are still undulating, the bald trees and snow are scattered, the scenery is so familiar, here to witness the change of the four seasons, leaving is imminent, and it seems very strange, strange as if it has never been there. The north wind howled from the bottom of the valley, and the mountains and forests responded with "whirring", an inexplicable tragedy. Liu Weifeng has always been lonely, and at this moment he feels as lonely as when he came......

He dealt with it indiscriminately all night, got up at dawn to seal the hole, he moved the door of the cave, this door was designed to be plugged from the inside out, he slightly trimmed the back edge, changed it to be able to embed it from the outside, plugged the seams with gravel chips and clay, and flattened it with a sword, which seemed to be no different from the previous camouflage, and it was even more difficult to find after years and months.

He finally took the step out of the mountain.

No matter how deep the mountain is, how far the road is, or whether it can get out of the mountain smoothly, there is no turning back.

He began to shuttle through the white mountains and forests, although there was snow in many places, but the obstacles were clear at a glance, much smoother than in other seasons, and he was accustomed to such road conditions for hunting.

He has been in this deep mountain for a year and a half, and he is familiar with it for more than 20 miles, but he has never seen the edge of this mountain and the mountains outside the mountain from any direction, so he doesn't know the way out of the mountain at all. He made up his mind to go in only one direction: East!

Sleeping in the open air, going up and down the mountain, no matter how difficult and dangerous, even if he climbed over the frozen cliffs, he persistently followed the "east" direction known by the compass, and only in this way could he go out. Roast some jerky when you are hungry, eat snow when you are thirsty, rest on a big tree when you are tired, wrap yourself in animal skins, and keep your luck against the cold.

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Finally, in the evening three days later, there was a long-lost noise!

His ear power is extraordinary, this voice should be miles away, he was afraid of hearing it wrong, so he carefully calmed down and listened, sure enough! Someone's voice!!

He was already a little tired, but at this moment, he was excited to revive with full blood, and rushed away with all his strength.

After two more hills, a familiar landscape appeared in the distance. A small city! Mankind! Out of the mountains!! He excitedly flipped two heels, and shouted at the mountain behind him: "Come out!" I'm out!! …… Roar! Roar! ...... "As if to vent all the depression of the past few days, I have long forgotten the fatigue of running, and I have thrown away all the dried meat I have left, thinking about a good meal for a while."