The morning after a rainstorm is always beautiful, and the sound of birdsong plays a concerto in the quiet mountain forest, and the rainstorm washes everything clean, and even the dilapidated temples are rejuvenated as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched comfortably towards Chaoyang, squinted slightly, stretched out his hand to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, and yawned, this sleep was extremely deep, etc., Zhang Sanfeng felt as if something was wrong, and got up.

The situation last night was vivid, he remembered, in this broken temple, he was almost killed by a punch by a person named Wan Huatong, he was seriously injured, Zhang Sanfeng touched the right chest that was still faintly painful, except for a slight pain, the ribs were fine, according to the impression he had before he fell into a coma, at least several ribs were broken, what was going on? Zhang Sanfeng pinched himself hard, it was not a dream that he was not dead, so how to explain all this?

The rich aroma of wild vegetable soup wafted on the tip of Zhang Sanfeng's nose, Zhang Sanfeng looked at it, Hu Chen was practicing at one end of the broken temple, and the little tail was busy preparing breakfast on the side, everything was as usual. The air after the rainstorm is extremely fresh, what about the group of fierce people in the rivers and lakes last night? Zhang Sanfeng looked around, where are there other people, the slope looks extremely neat, it doesn't look like there are traces of a fight at all, Zhang Sanfeng slapped himself hard, and once again made sure that he was indeed not in a dream.

The crisp slapping sound was clearly audible in the quiet broken temple, and Hu Chen and Little Tail heard the movement and found that Zhang Sanfeng had woken up. The little tail ran over excitedly, hugged Zhang Sanfeng without speaking, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and rubbed the little tail's fluffy hair, Hu Chen stopped practicing and walked quickly to Zhang Sanfeng, looked up and down and then opened his mouth and laughed happily.

Zhang Sanfeng cleared his throat, pulled away the little tail and took a closer look, the little tail's dark little face was slightly pale, his clothes were a little dirty, and nothing else was unusual.

Hu Chen also signaled that he was fine, Zhang Sanfeng scratched his head and couldn't help but wonder: "What about the group of Jianghu people last night? Did you get hurt Little Tail? What about the group of Jianghu people last night? How could they let you go after I fainted? What happened to my injury?" Zhang Sanfeng was full of questions that needed to be explained.

Hu Chen glanced at the little tail, slapped his head on the head and rolled his eyes left and right and smiled: "Oh, you said that the group of people yesterday, they left last night, and then another person came, seeing that you were seriously injured, he cured you, the man bragged that he was a miracle doctor, and said that after his healing, you will be able to jump alive today, I don't believe it with Little Tail, I didn't expect you to be really good today, I and Little Tail were not polite to him at the time, it seems that he is to blame, and I must apologize to him next time I meet him." ”

Zhang Sanfeng didn't believe it, just like the group of people in the rivers and lakes yesterday, the knives all cut into his neck, and he almost beat him to death without saying a word, can he let go of Hu Chen and the little tail so well? What kind of miracle doctor can completely heal the broken ribs overnight, leaving only some muscle soreness?

Zhang Sanfeng didn't believe it at all, turned his head to look at the little tail, the little tail nodded vigorously, Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Hu Chen and sat down and said: "Don't want to lie to me, hurry up and explain honestly, what's going on?"

Hu Chen glanced at the little tail, the little tail pursed his lips and was expressionless, Hu Chen secretly complained in his heart, so he had to continue to make up: "Ah, the person who beat you still wanted to kill us, and the face of me and the little tail was white, thinking that he was really going to die here, that person saw that we were children, and he might not be a threat to him, and felt that you were dead again, and then left in a hurry, and then came to the miracle doctor, and the rest was told to you just now." ”

Hu Chen looked at Zhang Sanfeng's increasingly unkind eyes and hurriedly said: "What I said is true, I don't believe you asked Little Tail, I'm okay, Little Tail's frightened face is still white now." Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and looked at the little tail like a chicken pecking rice, breathed a sigh of relief, and put his mind at ease.

Hu Chen didn't really know what was going on, he only saw the little tail flying in the air, as if it was very fierce, and then he fell asleep inexplicably, and when he woke up, the little tail viciously warned him not to talk nonsense, and if Zhang Sanfeng asked for a while, let him make up a story casually. Hu Chen's face was reluctant, he didn't want to deceive Zhang Sanfeng, as for last night's incident, he also asked several times, but Little Tail refused to say, and when he asked in a hurry, Little Tail looked like he was about to beat someone, so Hu Chen had to give up.

Packing up and starting again, Zhang Sanfeng only felt refreshed, no matter what he saw, he had never felt so clear, he could even see the fluttering wings of a flying insect on the side of the road, Zhang Sanfeng was very puzzled when his eyes became so good? Zhang Sanfeng was lucky to breathe, or to cultivate the inner realm, was it because of the punch or the unknown divine doctor who rescued him? Could it be like in martial arts novels, he was blessed by a punch to open the second pulse of Ren Du and open his mind? It doesn't make sense, if he wants to have this benefit, he has to thank the "kaleidoscope" for a few more punches.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know at all that his injuries were even more serious than he expected, and if he hadn't avoided the vital point of his heart at the critical moment, it would have been difficult for the gods to save him. In order to save him, Little Tail did not hesitate to sacrifice his life, and gave him the purest demon yuan, so that the injury could be recovered overnight, you must know that the root of the demon clan is the demon element, the more deeply cultivated the demon clan, the stronger the demon element, which is why the demon clan generally has a strong longevity recovery ability.

After this battle, Zhang Sanfeng became more aware of the lack of combat strength of the three of them, and he had encountered so many things just a short distance from Qingyuan County, and the road ahead was long, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but worry about whether he could safely escort Hu Chen to his destination. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's mind, didn't the old man in the dream leave him a set of cultivation exercises? How could he forget this stubble, according to the old immortal, this set of exercises can be cultivated to a high place and directly become an immortal, Zhang Sanfeng doesn't care about this, he can only become an immortal after cultivation, and now it is the most important thing to improve the combat effectiveness of the three people.

Zhang Sanfeng remembered what the sloppy Taoist Lu Chunyang once said about the seven realms of qi training, resting, concentrating, royalty, knotting, devotion, dissolving void, and naturalization. The method of entering the Gathering Breath Realm has also been known, and Lu Chunyang has also said that the cultivation qualifications of the three of them are extremely good, and it is not difficult for the three of them to come to this exercise.

Zhang Sanfeng also hesitated whether this set of exercises would have an adverse impact on them in the future, and after thinking about it again, he still felt that it should be fine, if the old immortals really wanted to do it, where would they use such a big circle, it is estimated that they can destroy them as long as they move their fingers, why bother with this effort?

Ruixue is a good year, the cold plum branches are pretty, the late spring is early, and the red candle shines on the new peach. Huaizhong Town, Shuijing Village, in the sound of firecrackers, the lights are colorful, to welcome Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole land is covered in silver, this year's snow is a little late, whether it is morning or night, as long as it snows, the harvest of the next year will not be bad.

The villagers took to the streets to congratulate each other, and a group of children happily surrounded the slightly older one to order a cannon fight in the snow, the child's face was scared and mixed with excited expressions, the cannon battle sounded, the children scattered in all directions, and the laughter like silver bells spread throughout the village.

Tu Shu was dressed in snow-white Daao, slowly walking on the familiar path of the past, an ancestral hall has been re-erected on the ruins of the Yifan Pavilion, a farewell year, but it seems that a long time has passed, everything has changed, those noises are too far away from her, there is no grandfather in Shuijing Village, there is nothing worthy of her nostalgia.

After Tu Shu and Hu Qingyun separated, they traveled to many places, and finally chose to return to Huaizhong Town, this sad place she didn't want to come again, but she still remembered the agreement they had made, and she wanted to wait for him.

Tu Shu wandered aimlessly in Shuijing Village, surrounded by a lively crowd celebrating the New Year, Tu Shu floated by like a ghost, the joy of others had nothing to do with her, she was like a passerby, just to pay tribute to the dead and the past.

The demon girl who killed her grandfather is dead, and Tu Shu can't find anyone who should be responsible for her grandfather's death, and the sect behind the demon girl is still Wang Daoquan, who planned all this? She is just a martial artist who has just stepped into the realm of cultivation, how can she find these behemoths to take revenge, those sects can crush her to death like ants. Or is it because of Hu Qingyun? Grandpa risked his life to save the person, and he was willing to come, but Tu Shu didn't want Grandpa to be uneasy.

Someone found Tu Shu and greeted loudly: "Miss Shu, it turns out that you are here, I said that the inn can't find you, and you also like to walk in the snow to enjoy the scenery?" It is said that there was a great battle here, with heavy casualties, and the Qianhuan Sect was destroyed here, did Miss Shu also come to admire the demeanor of those predecessors?"

The voice is warm and good, and the owner of the voice has a good face, with red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips and slightly curved lips, with clear contours, wearing bright yellow big ao, bright eyes and teeth, and a gentle smile.

Tu Shu was taken aback, and then said: "It turned out to be Huang Gongzi, Tu Shu is a woman, and he doesn't care about these fights and killings." It's just a passing path, the son wants to enjoy the scenery, Tu Shu won't bother, and leave!"

Huang Shuang, who claimed to be a native of Taizhou, Qingyuan County, got acquainted with Tu Shu when he was practicing medicine in Dongxiang County. Tu Shu ignored it, and then returned to Huai Zhong Panhuan, expecting that this Huang Gongzi would leave on his own soon if he was interested, but he never thought that Huang Shuang's patience was really amazing.

Huang Shuang watched Tu Shu leave with a gloomy face, looking at the snow scene and suddenly losing interest, how can the beautiful scenery be more pleasing to the eye than a beauty. He had already inquired clearly, there was originally a medical fan hall here, the owner of the hall was named Tu Xinfan, who died in that war, and heard that there was a granddaughter named Tu Shu who was left behind.

Huang Shuang folded a branch of cold plum, sniffed it gently, the flowers bloomed and could be folded, and the things he Huang Shuang fancied had not escaped his palm. Huang Shuang smiled slightly, stepping on the snow, the scenery is picturesque, if you add the lady folding plum in this painting, it must be more moving.