Chapter 298: Source

The wooden house that the grandfather and grandson built in the lush forest in the west was under the ground, as they said, there was not much dust left in it, and there was a magic circle on the top to support it, covering the bushes and grasses, if it wasn't for someone to guide it, Qin Xuan wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

After settling Qin Xuan, the two left in a hurry, Qin Xuan waved goodbye, the noise outside the mountains and forests was completely isolated, and the green air of the trees made Qin Xuan feel like he had returned to the time in the ancient jungle in a trance, leaning on the side of the bed, and gradually fell into memories.

"Eh, eh!" Qin Xuan suddenly found that his body was stiff, unable to hold on to the wooden bed, and fell straight down, hitting the ground with a bang.

"It's over, more than a quarter of an hour without moving my body, and the power of those intractable bloodlines will clump together and turn me into the living dead. Fortunately, when he hit the ground just now, Qin Xuan regained a little mobility and supported himself to get up, Qin Xuan smiled bitterly, and struggled to keep his whole body moving, looking as if he was squirming in place, and his posture was very slow.

"Uninteresting. Thinking of this, Qin Xuan shook his head, walked to the corner of the room, picked up a few pieces of wood, aimed at a growth ring on the wall and threw it, while laboriously moving left and right, while throwing, the effect was always unsatisfactory, and a few times, the wooden block fell to the ground before it was thrown.

After throwing it, he picked up the wooden blocks scattered everywhere and continued to the next round, the cracks in the walls of the wooden house were inlaid with this fragment of lighting stone, Qin Xuan's throwing action was already numb, but his body became more flexible.

The sweat stains on the ground were connected, and the scenes of being punished for chopping wood every day in the Tianyun Gate of the Mixed World Domain couldn't help but be remembered, thinking about the scene when he first met Mu Qingxuan, that touch of softness still made Qin Xuan's heart beat faster.

After resting for a while, Qin Xuan remembered the wine, but the sea of knowledge was already congested, and a trace of spiritual power could not be urged, and the storage ring became an ornament.

"Oh no, after becoming an ordinary person, it's hard to even live. Qin Xuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and continued to throw, even if it was late at night, he couldn't rest, he could only keep moving his whole body muscles and bones, smoothing out the congestion in his body.

The seven-day Downtown Festival came to an end with a flick of a finger, and traders and cultivators from all over Qianyuan all left the western forest far away, which was originally a quiet place, and the Downtown Festival was just a triennial passerby.

"Whoa--"

The neighing of horses and beasts and the sound of caravans could faintly enter the underground wooden house, and through the ventilation holes left overhead, one could see groups of cultivators passing through the dense forest.

Qin Xuan had been active in the wooden house for ten days in a row, and now he used wooden blocks to throw the core of the annual ring, and he could occasionally hit it within five meters, which was a remarkable achievement.

Qin Xuan quietly underwent some changes in the past ten days, and from the outside, he was more restrained.

The wind was blowing in the dense forest, the thunderstorm was brewing, and the wind was raging in the middle of the night, Qin Xuan finished practicing a round of throwing, and walked to the edge of the wooden house near the ventilation hole to breathe in the humid air outside.

"Drive!"

As soon as he rode in the dust, Qin Xuan's gaze suddenly tightened, and when the thunder and lightning crossed the sky, he could clearly see that the person who came was a lean man in black, but he was carrying a long-haired woman in white in his hand.

The man jumped off his mount, sighed, threw the woman in the bushes, and muttered, "No wonder others, your identity, is destined to end like this." I've known each other for many years, and I've been merciful with that palm, if you still can't hold on, it's destiny...."

The man jumped on Pegasus and rode away.

The thunder and lightning pierced the air, the sound was deafening, the sound of crackling raindrops sounded in the dense forest, the mountain breeze was slightly cool, and the woman's white clothes were blown to the sound of hunting.

"Oops-" Just looking at the situation outside, Qin Xuan didn't move his muscles and bones for a long time, and fell to the ground again, his face down, very embarrassed.

The place where she fell was very close to the air vent, and the woman who was curled up above her suddenly became a spirit, her eyes widened, her lower abdomen was severely damaged, her internal organs were damaged, her veins were torn, and she knew what was going on in the outside world from beginning to end, including what she heard from the man before.

Suddenly, she heard that there seemed to be movement on the ground below her body, and the woman said in shock: "Who.... Who's ..... below"

Qin Xuan struggled to get up, and after moving his muscles and bones, he hesitated again and again, and when he saw the woman mistakenly preparing to lean on the rock beside him, Qin Xuan could no longer continue to be quiet, the rock was the center of the entire wooden house, which was originally covered by bushes, but when the hateful Pegasus beast passed by, it kicked the bushes aside.

"Girl!" Qin Xuan shouted late, the woman leaned on it tiredly, the surrounding formation barrier quietly changed, the phantom array briefly failed, the woman suddenly saw the wooden house underground, opened her mouth, but spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"That's it. Qin Xuan frowned, dragged the woman down, and touched a few points on the wall with difficulty, the formation was restored as before, there was no water, and there was no elixir, in the face of the seriously injured woman, Qin Xuan searched all the corners and crevices of the room, and finally found a small partial head shovel, although the shovel was rusty, it could be seen that the material was extraordinary, and it should be something used by the grandfather and grandson.

The heavy rain poured, the formation protected the safety of the wooden house, in the dense forest under the lightning and thunder, Qin Xuan walked out of the wooden house, walking slowly with a partial head shovel, the air around him was a little cold, which affected the blood rushing in Qin Xuan's body, after Qin Xuan found out that it was not good, he could only maintain this dancing posture to let the body emit heat and resist the cold from the surface of the body.

"Knotted grass. ”

The spirit master of the tenth order of the Dan Dao collected the third-grade medicinal materials, withstood the wind and rain, and excavated hard, after a thunderclap shook the sky, Qin Xuan suddenly felt the peace from his heart, wiped the rain on his face, stuffed the herbs into the placket, and continued to look for traces of the herbs in the mountains and forests.

On a rainy night, the monsters in the forest are quietly crouching in the cave, and from time to time you can hear the hearty laughter of humans outside, as long as you hear it once, you will not want to eat this human again, because the laughter ripples with real happiness, like a clear mountain breeze can convey a sense of clarity.

Qin Xuan walked out of a range of several miles, collected four or five medicinal herbs, and with a simple smile, stood in the open space under the thunderstorm in the dense forest, held the head shovel with his inflexible palm, and carved a word on the ground: source.

After carving, Qin Xuan swept his soaked clothes and turned to leave, he didn't see that since the word was engraved, the raindrops in mid-air never fell on the font again, this is a kind of enlightenment that has never appeared in heaven and earth!