The moonlight is bright and clean, and the soft and hazy moonlight flows, quiet and peaceful.

In the cliff, Lin Huang followed the vines and slid all the way to the bottom of the cliff. The moonlight is like a gathered beam of light, sprinkled down the cliff, reflecting the mist of the cliff waterfall, which is particularly ethereal.

Poof!

Lin Huang fell into the deep pool at the bottom of the cliff, and the icy water made him shiver.

When the forest wilderness climbed out of the deep pool, carefully looked at the four directions, the bright moon above the head was in the sky, the cliff on the side poured thousands of torrents, and the soaring mist swirled in the air, forming a scene of a white dragon crossing the river.

Not far behind Lin Huang was an inconspicuous thatched hut, reflecting the bright moonlight, with a few wisps of cooking smoke rising from the bright moonlight......

There are two plots of land next to the thatched house.

A vegetable garden.

The other is surrounded by many chickens, ducks and geese, which make quacking noises in the middle of the night.

On the pillar in front of the thatched house, an old cow covered in pitch black was tethered, eating grass quietly.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, moonlight, thatched huts, vegetable gardens, old cows, waterfalls...... In the rare and dangerous Qinglong Mountain Range, is there such a leisurely place?

Looking for the candlelight of the thatched hut, Lin Huang gradually approached, and then pushed open the dilapidated door.

The room was filled with a rising mist, with the intoxicating aroma of wine and the sound of thick soup boiling.

"Rare guest, sit down and eat by yourself!"

The man's voice behind the fog was hoarse and rough, and he didn't seem to be interested in paying attention to the stranger.

Lin Huang looked puzzled, and saw the man's figure clearly through the fog, unkempt, sideburns like frost, rolled trousers, and some dirt on his body.

With chopsticks in his right hand, he stirred a few times in the hot pot, and held a wine glass in his left hand, taking a sip from time to time. The whole person looked a little tired, but there was an obsessive spirit in his eyes.

Because he's reading a book.

"Uncle, I'm really interested!"

Lin Huang glanced at the book that the middle-aged man was reading, his expression was strange, the painting on the book was simply fragrant to the bone, with charming eyes and a bewitching carcass......

Frightened, Lin Huang couldn't help but look at it twice!

"What does the hairy boy know", the middle-aged man snorted twice, "I am exploring the human body structure of a martial artist, I think I Xiao Yishan also practiced martial arts back then, and I know the importance of understanding the human body structure for a martial artist!"

Lin Huang opened his mouth, speechless.

How could he talk about such a thing so freshly and unconventionally?

Shameless!

"Look at it, there is too much meat on this chest, it's not good, it's not good, it destroys the beauty, I'm afraid this pinch is going to explode", Xiao Yishan put down the wine jug, reached out and pinched it twice in the air, with an endless aftertaste on his face.

"This leg is not bad, it can kill people at a glance!"

Lin Huang was dumbfounded, this man who looked like a cropper was an old rascal!

"Senior, you have been living at the bottom of this Qianzhang cliff?"

Lin Huang asked, he always felt that the people who could live in the Qinglong Mountain Range were a little extraordinary.

"Otherwise, you will accompany me?"

Xiao Yishan pursed his lips and snatched the meat under Lin Huang's chopsticks.

"That's still forget it, I'm afraid it's not safe to live here with my seniors", Lin Huang smiled awkwardly.

"What's unsafe, I've lived at the bottom of this cliff for more than ten years, it's fine", Xiao Yishan smiled indifferently, but when he saw Lin Huang's strange eyes, he scratched his head and scolded:

"What do you think, stinky boy, I said that reading these books is research, research...... Even if Lao Tzu is interested in the old black bull at the door, he can't look down on you."

Xiao Yishan was angry, and his voice was surprisingly loud, "Lao Tzu is an elegant person, look at this room, which thing is not elegant!"

Lin Huang turned his head and glanced at the room, and nodded approvingly.

In this thatched house, it is really shabby and pitiful, with a bed and a pot.

A dust-stained tablet without words.

The only things that can be called elegant are probably the two paintings on the wall.

Lin Huang recognized one of them for a long time, and finally recognized that the painting was a woman.

The other, much more recognizable, shows a young man in a coarse linen coat and a large bald bird flying through the air. Well...... There was also a large rusty iron knife hanging from his waist.

"Amazing, this is all painted by me, if I hadn't gone astray back then and practiced martial arts, I think I could also become a generation of painting saints."

Xiao Yishan said proudly, and took two sips of wine with satisfaction.

"The predecessors are extraordinary!"

Lin Huang praised shamelessly.

"It's all a little bit of hobby, since I don't practice martial arts, I read books and paint every day, and recite poems to make pairs, which can be regarded as a great chic and romantic in the world...... If you don't believe me, I'll write you a poem right away!"

"Listen up!"

Lin Huang saw Xiao Yishan's look of anticipation, and he was happy to flatter.

"Then you can listen well, just make a poem at this moment, this situation and this scene", Xiao Yishan cleared his throat, looked at the faint candlelight and stone pot in the room, and said:

"A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red. ”

Xiao Yishan paused for a moment, looked at Lin Huang with an expectant look, then smiled with satisfaction, picked up chopsticks and took out an earthworm from the stone pot, and said:

"If you allow Lao Tzu to ascend to the immortal day, cook the dragon with your hands!"

"Good!"

Lin Huang shouted, his eyes almost showing a look of adoration, this rotten poem that Xiao Yishan didn't know where to put together, could still be so proud.

"Thinking about it this way, the martial arts realm of the predecessors is also extremely high!"

Lin Huang asked tentatively.

"Of course, it's all up to the sky", Xiao Yishan looked proud, "I think I haven't retired back then, as soon as I raise my hand, thousands of troops are afraid like dog......s;

Xiao Yishan couldn't make it up anymore, so he changed his form, "I still remember that before I retired, someone said that I Xiao Yishan monopolized the world for three points, I don't know how many points I can take after many years?"

"Alas, don't sleep, boy, I'll tell you about it again. I think about the battle when I retired from the world, that guy, that formation, more than 30,000 people chased me, but I carried a machete, and cut back and forth dozens of times!"

"Hey, stinky boy, are you listening, you dare to fall asleep, you don't worship me at all, you ......"

......

The next morning, it was a little cold. Xiao Yishan opened his eyes in a daze, he drank too much wine last night, and his head hurt a little.

Stumbling open the door, the oncoming coolness made Xiao Yishan sober up a lot, and vaguely only heard the sound of plopping in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw Lin Huang get up from the cold pool and climb to the big stone pier under the waterfall, and was so impacted by the Qianzhang Waterfall that he couldn't move.

It's like a big turtle!

In less than ten breaths, Lin Huang was washed down the stone pier. Then I climbed up the stone pier with difficulty, and so on...... This state of forest famine has lasted for an hour.

When he fell into the cold pool last night, Lin Huang felt that this waterfall that was rushing down from thousands of feet might have a great effect on him refining his body and cultivating Donkey Kong.

Sure enough.

The waterfall descends from the high cliff of thousands of feet, the water is as thick as a mountain, and the water carries the chill in the depths of the Qinglong Mountain Range, which is cold and piercing, and penetrates into the bone marrow.

The waterfall that roars down is like a big hammer of ice, tempering the flesh of the forest again and again.

"Immortal ......"

Looking at the forest barren under the waterfall, like ants struggling in the water, climbing up the big stone pier again and again, unyielding, revealing an unparalleled firmness in the ordinary, Xiao Yishan was suddenly stunned, and muttered in distraction.

Today's scene of Lin Huang under the cliff seems to have inadvertently awakened the dusty memories in Xiao Yishan's mind......

Just like the scene under the cliff back then.

He thought of his disciple named Qin Changsheng, the disciple who knelt in the wind and snow for three months for him to apprentice, and then practiced under the waterfall day after day, year after year.

"Senior, Changsheng has the revenge of killing his father and the hatred of humiliating his mother, even if my qualifications are poor, I vow to step into the martial arts in this life. Even if it takes ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years to get revenge...... Please also take me as an apprentice!"

Xiao Yishan turned his head, looked at the forest barren under the waterfall, and then turned his head to look at the wall in the room, and his eyes fell on the portrait of the young man.

The disciple back then, in order to take revenge, spent ten years at the bottom of the cliff and practiced swords for ten years.

But his qualifications are surprisingly poor.

It's so bad that I haven't condensed the Xuanhai for ten years!

It was so bad that every time Qin Changsheng saw him, he buried his head deeply, his face was full of shame, and he didn't even dare to look up at him, nor did he dare to call himself a master when there were outsiders.

"Master, I break through...... Failed again. ”

"Division...... Uncle Xiao, Uncle Wang, your tea is ready. ”

"Master, the disciple will not take revenge, you expel me from the master's door, the master's reputation is like covering the sky and the moon, there can't be a disciple like me!"

......

Looking at the forest barren under the waterfall, Xiao Yishan looked stunned, how similar the appearance of the forest barren under the waterfall now was similar to Qin Changsheng at the beginning.

The same unyielding, the same stubbornness!

......

"Lin boy, your lying posture is not right, like a thousand-year-old king!"

Xiao Yishan walked over and sneered.

Lin Huang looked at Xiao Yishan's voice, and accidentally, he fell into the water with a thud, causing Xiao Yishan to laugh.

"Lin boy, do you still remember the moonlit night spring palace diagram that the two of you studied on your knees, and remember that there is a posture called the old tree rooting, don't you try!"

Xiao Yishan pointed.

Lin Huang looked at Xiao Yishan with a black face.

Who's with you!

Who studies with you!

What is the root of an old tree!

Then Lin Huang sat firmly on the big stone pier, letting the Qianzhang Waterfall go down, and was never washed away by the waterfall. That posture is seventy percent similar to that of an old tree.

"The kid is not bad, I'll find you another one to read in the evening, and learn more", Xiao Yishan praised.

Lin Huang's face was full of helplessness.

"Lin boy, you are not right, your body should relax and enjoy it, and feel the baptism of the waterfall", Xiao Yishan taught again, "In your position, it is difficult to let the vitality in the waterfall be incorporated into the Xuanhai!"

Lin Huang frowned, and after thinking for a while, he tried it according to what Xiao Yishan said......

"Lin boy, you are a pig, don't you know that holding the sky with both palms can accelerate the circulation of the Yuan Qi in your body?"

"Why are you so stupid, the Xuanhai hasn't boiled yet, how can the flow of vitality into the meridians have an impact, I don't know what the angry sea is churning, and the rivers are mighty?"

......

Under the waterfall, Lin Huang closed his eyes and concentrated on his meditation, quietly cultivating. Xiao Yishan chattered endlessly, belittleing Lin Huang to the point of being useless.

After a long day of noise, it is estimated that my mouth is dry, and I finally quieted down.

But after a while, Lin Huang saw the latter take out a worn-out guqin from the thatched hut, and the sound of the piano sounded, it was just...

Thousands of mountain birds fly away.

Thousands of people are gone.

Ten miles in a radius, no living mouth!

At the end of this day, Lin Huang already had the urge to kill Xiao Yishan.

"Lin boy, this thing you baked is really good, I didn't waste my two big fat geese", in the middle of the night, Xiao Yishan and Lin Huang set up a fire outside the thatched hut.

"The right to cook will be given to you in the future".

Xiao Yishan said boldly, as if he had let Lin Huang take a big advantage.

Lin Huang shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to evaluate Xiao Yishan in his heart, this seemingly ordinary crop man, even if he had the Tianyuan realm.

Why is it so narcissistic?

Aren't the people who live in seclusion all peerless?

Shouldn't it be like a fairy?

Why are you an old rascal!