The rivers and lakes are so big that they are everywhere.

People walking on the rivers and lakes, if their heads are still firmly on their necks, they must have something extraordinary, or they are very skilled, what conspiracies, muddy crises, they don't care, a pair of iron fists smash open the south wall in front of them, and push the opponents in the world, otherwise, the first thing is to have a pair of eyes bright, and the feet can stand still, knowing who can provoke and who can't.

The second is to be able to keep your heart and hold on to the rapids.

The former can be sheltered, and the latter is enough to survive.

Xuan Jizi held the right hand of the dust trembling a little, silently reciting the golden words passed down by the ancestor in his heart, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

The northern part of the county is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, making the county of the forgotten immortal and the Tianyang County in the north isolated, I don't know why, the black bear in this mountain is three points larger than the bears in other counties, both in size and strength, especially the black bear near the winter, the bear paw pat, even if it is a strong bull, the spine will be smashed by a palm.

And the young man in front of him strangled a black bear unconscious......

Eas, my mother!

Xuan Jizi grinned, and Zhao Yuanwai, who had been eating and drinking by himself for several months, was looking at him with a smile, but on that heroic face, he saw two points of coldness. The thoughts in his heart were racing, knowing that he was lured by profit and entered the path of Zhao Yuanwai, and there were only three roads in front of him at this time.

If you go to fight with the young man, you will definitely lose the battle immediately, you will lose face, and the Zhao Mansion will not be able to stay, if you refuse, Zhao Yuanwai will not have a seizure at this time, but he will lose his majesty in front of the young master, and he will inevitably be counted in the future......

It's not to fight, it's not to fight.

The old Taoist priest was ruthless, gritted his teeth, and said: "The young man is good at skills, the skill of fists and feet, and the method of moving his body, the poor Taoist has already seen it...... is a friend, and after seeing this mastery, the poor Dao is already happy in his heart, and he has no heart to compete for victory. ”

"Besides, with such a young hero accompanying the young master, Poor Dao can leave today with peace of mind."

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and Zhao Xiujie's eyes were already wide, and he shouted in disbelief:

"Master, you want to go?!"

"Why? Is it because you don't have enough respect for you during this time? ”

The Taoist face trembled, and he glanced at Zhao Yuanwai, who seemed to be smiling, pretending to be a fairy wind and bones, and said peacefully:

"Idiot, the poor road is an idle cloud and wild crane, I have been with you for several months, my fate is over, it's time to leave."

"But ......"

Zhao Xiujie was about to say something, but his father raised his hand to stop him, and the brocade-clothed man stroked his hair and said:

"Xiu Jie, this is the cultivation of the Dao Master, are you going to break your master's Dao?"

The young man opened his mouth and couldn't speak, Zhao Yuanwai looked up at the Taoist priest with a smile, and said:

"Since the Dao Chief's intention to go has been decided, it is inconvenient for me to keep it."

"Ah Zheng, prepare a hundred taels of silver for the Taoist Master of Xuanjizi to use as a coil, after all, the rivers and lakes are far away from now on, and I am afraid that it will be rare to meet again in this life."

Nalux hugged his fists in response, Xuanjizi was first shaken by a hundred taels of silver, and then the rare reunion of the four words made a chill rise up his spine, raised his eyes and looked at the five 'masters' who were stunned because he was leaving, and then a little proud, and there were two sneers in his heart.

A bunch of fools, if they don't leave at this time, he will rest every day and say that he will be entangled in a hundred or two plates, for fear that he will not be beaten out with a stick.

Those people didn't know it, and one of the strong men laughed and said: "Little brother, now that guy who wants to fight you is no longer here, we don't plan to find you elsewhere, we just want to make friends with you." ”

Wang Anfeng glanced at him and said softly:

"How about making friends with martial arts?"

The strong man's laughter stopped abruptly, and the young man had already jumped down from the bear's back, and first clasped his fists and saluted, and then said:

"If you want to buy trees, please come back tomorrow."

Say no more, although it is not rude, but it is also light and peaceful, so that these old oilmen can't speak, the right arm is forced, the chain is tight, and the black bear is pulled towards his own courtyard, although the bear is unconscious, but the residual power is still unbearable, everyone in front of them have made way to get out of the way, only the tall wrestler has the same face as usual, smiled at Wang Anfeng, and saluted his chin.

His posture and demeanor were different from those of Fang Cai, and when the young man was far away, he whispered to the people in front of him:

“…… The kid saw it. ”

There was a smile in his voice, and the brocade-clothed man bowed his head slightly, and said:

"Since you have the skill in your body, it is natural to see the ability of these wine bags and rice bags."

"Just ......"

His voice paused slightly, and he looked sideways at the young man who was staring at Wang Anfeng's back with wide eyes, and said with a slight headache:

"It's just that how to make him accept Xiujie is a troublesome ......"

Lux was slightly stunned, then chuckled lightly, and echoed:

"It's really troublesome."

Wang Anfeng dragged the bear back to his courtyard, and according to what Mr. Ying said, he gently put the words 'go to practice' written by the latter on the black bear's back, returned to the door, and returned to the Shaolin Temple through the Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Not long after Wang Anfeng left, the black bear who pretended to be unconscious opened his eyes, shook his body slightly, and the paper that had already dispersed the sword intent fell lightly, supported himself on all fours, shook slightly, and finally let out a low roaring sound.

It reigns in the mountains, and has never experienced such aggrievedness.

It instinctively wants to tear and kill to vent its anger, and in this 'woodland', the smell of food can be heard everywhere.

With another low roar, the black bear turned around and walked outside with heavy steps, but at this moment, it suddenly felt a threat, and turned its head with a low roar, and saw a cyan steed shaking its mane and golden eyes, looking at it coldly.

Outside the gate, there was a sudden sound of stumbling footsteps, which came from nowhere, which made the black bear's heart tremble, and he turned around sharply and hid in the corner, and roared towards the door, which was empty, but an old palm gently grasped the top of its head, and there seemed to be a flash of thunder in front of him.

As soon as the body shrank, there was a piano sound in the north, melodious and warm, but it made its mane rise all over its body, and a strong man also appeared at the door at the next moment.

"Yo, brother."

Liqi Dao frowned and said, "Wang Hongyi? What are you doing kid? ”

"It's not like you've never seen a bear...... Come and take a look. ”

“…… Then what are you doing with a pig-killing knife? ”

"This ...... Hahahaha......"

The owner of the Wang Pavilion was slightly stunned, and then hid the bright pig-killing knife in his hand behind him, and laughed dryly, the black bear listened to the sound of the piano in his ears, only to feel his heart beating, and the old man with the smell of wine beside him was careless, slapping and slapping on the bear's face, and the horse stared at a pair of golden vertical pupils, and his front feet couldn't help but tread on the ground, and even the man in front of him who didn't feel any threat, the heroic smile on his face made his heart tremble.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

With a low roar, the black bear bared its sharp fangs, shook its muscles, struggled to its feet, and slowly walked forward in a guarded posture.

Stopping in the middle of the courtyard, the thin old man behind him got up, the strange tone in his ears slowly raised, the horse neighed, the smile on the man's face became more and more bright and simple, and the black bear's hair trembled slightly in the wind, just as he stood on the top of the mountains and forests back then, overlooking the trembling beasts.

Then, he slowly lay on the ground.

"Roar...... Woo~"

Shaolin Temple.

Lone Feng is still the same, and the Zen sound Sanskrit sings to wash the hearts of mortals, but Wang Anfeng is no longer two people, but three people. In the center of Yuan Ci and Mr. Win, an old man with a hunched back was looking at him happily.

"Old man, Wu Changqing, the Medicine King Valley."