He Chong's skills have returned to the previous level, but it may still not be enough to participate in the martial arts competition. Later, the head of Miao brought him a letter, and Tie Dixian said that his physical foundation was not very good, relatively weak, and even if he recovered to his previous skills, it would be difficult to give full play to it, otherwise he would be injured, and the more he practiced, the more serious the injury.

Zuo Tianyang saw that He Chong was weak in his exercises, and said to him: "Brother, how can you say this kung fu, it's either that it's not good, or it's too low." ”

Qi Rongjie said: "I've worked very hard, his previous skills should be relatively poor, otherwise how could he practice so hard, he still looks very pitiful." ”

Xiao Zhentao said: "It seems that this time it is unreliable, and I still want to win, everyone has face, or ......."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Tianyang stopped them and said, "Okay, okay, don't say that, everyone wants to play well, and you can't lose confidence if you lose." Let him on. ”

The other two didn't say anything. He Chong muttered in his heart while practicing, and after listening to their words, his heart was already cold. After the three of them left, he sat on the stool in the courtyard in a daze, and slowly began to cry, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with this martial arts competition, although he was not as active as Zuo Tianyang and Xiao Zhentao, but the impulse of young people also existed in him, and he also wanted to have a good performance.

Shen Peng told him that don't think too much about this martial arts competition, just do your best.

Now that he has heard so many unpleasant words, he is also anxious and anxious, thinking about how to defeat his opponent and achieve a good ranking. But everyone had already told him that he couldn't do it, and He Chong was now more suspicious than confident in himself.

He Chong couldn't practice anymore, he walked out of the yard alone, this time he went out from the front door, the last time he was poisoned was from the back door, and he still has a psychological shadow. He didn't want to think so much, wandering around the mountain path alone. The fresh mountain breeze made him feel better.

"Ah, brother, hanging out here?"

He Chong looked up and saw that it was Lu Wanjin and Bao Junhao and others. "Why are you here?"

Lu Wanjin said excitedly: "Martial arts competition, martial arts competition, this is our time to show our ability, let the head and uncles know how strong we are." He glared and looked at He Chong, but He Chong didn't react.

Lu Wanjin said: "Brother, what's wrong? Why didn't you react at all to such a good thing?"

He Chong looked left and right, thought about it for a while, and still didn't say a word.

Bao Junhao said: "Brother, what's wrong? Seeing that you don't have any energy at all, how can you win?"

"Oh, by the way, I remember, your kung fu is not good, is it?" Lu Wanjin suddenly remembered why He Chong went to Xifeng.

Asking this question made He Chong speechless, it was indeed not good, Lu Wanjin suddenly broke his mind and made him even more sad.

Bao Junhao also wanted to encourage him, but Lu Wanjin hurriedly said: "Hey, brother, don't care, it's every year, don't worry, maybe you'll win next time." ”

He Chong made the number of people useless, he couldn't stand it, and the inner torment made his face hot and cold. Fortunately, Lu Wanjin is not a person who has fallen into a well, and when he was embarrassed, he called a few other people away and asked He Chong to be quiet for a while.

However, now He Chong is even more depressed, he is in a bad mood, and he walks along the path alone, no matter how good the scenery is, no matter how cool the wind is, he can't blow away the sorrow in his heart. In addition to his lack of kung fu, he is uncomfortable mainly because he wants to go to heaven, Gan Rong said at the beginning that if he wants to go to heaven, he has to practice kung fu on the ground well, with the speed he has improved now, it is very difficult to defeat his peers, and he doesn't know when he will be able to go to heaven.

Walking, walking, he found himself turning onto a path that few people walked, and he had already reached the end, standing at the end of the path, looking at the surrounding mountains and scenery, he felt that he also had no way out. The mountain wind blows gustingly, but it can't blow away my feelings of guilt, inferiority, and fear.

He took a step forward, and one accidentally slipped down.

On this day, until the evening, Shen Peng didn't wait for him to return to Xifeng. Shen Peng was a little worried, he didn't know what was going to happen, he mobilized all his disciples and searched all over the mountain, but he couldn't find it. Master Miao was also alarmed, and the four major disciples and their apprentices also followed to look for it, and they searched everywhere they could, but they still didn't see He Chong's shadow.

After Master Miao found out, he was very anxious, and promised He Xiong to take good care of He Chong, except for the recent poisoning, he performed well. From time to time, the head of Miao wrote He Chong's experience and progress on the mountain into letters and passed them on to He Xiong, so that He Xiong was also happy. At this time, he didn't know how to explain to He Xiong. For He Chong, he didn't sleep all night.

Zuo Tianyang and Lu Wanjin were also very anxious, constantly looking on both sides of the road He Chong might have walked, and also went to the small waterfall where he was poisoned in the back mountain, but when it was dark, they didn't find him, so they had to go back first.

What about He Chong? Is he really dead? Actually, he is not. He Chong fell and was blocked by a tree growing on the cliff, and did not fall into the abyss. It's just that his head touched the trunk of the tree, and he fainted at that time, and he never woke up.

When he woke up again, it was already the middle of the night, and the cool wind on the mountain became cold, and he was awakened by the cold. It was dark all around, there was no light, He Chong groped and hugged the trunk of the tree, straightened and didn't dare to move, and thought for a long time before he figured out that he had fallen, and said in his heart, why am I so unlucky, it's already difficult, and I encountered this kind of unlucky thing, am I born to be an unlucky guy, I can't do anything?

At this time, a cold wind hit, making him stagger on the trunk, he clung to the trunk, gritted his teeth and thought, I must hold on, don't think too much, when the day dawns someone will come to save me, unless...... He didn't dare to think about it.

It was freezing all night, and at dawn the next day, it was even colder, and he didn't sleep, and it was even colder at this point, and he couldn't stand it, so he was relieved, and his hands and feet were disobedient, and he let go of the trunk, and he slipped into the abyss, and he didn't even have the kung fu to shout for help.

At dawn, the disciples, under the arrangement of the head of Miao, searched the whole mountain again, hoping to find He Chong.

After looking for three days, everyone had no energy, and where they could find it, all the disciples took turns to look for him countless times, but they couldn't find him, and at this time there were rumors that he was eaten by the goblin, because last time the Iron Flute Immortal said that he had eliminated the monster, they thought that He Chong was eliminated by the monster's accomplices. It is also said that he accidentally fell to his death on the mountain, and it is also said that he could not win the tournament and hid himself. There are all kinds of things. Master Miao never believed these rumors, and asked the disciples to stop talking about it, seeing that it was hopeless to find He Chong, he still left some disciples to look for it, and all the other disciples went back to practice. Shen Peng asked the disciples to go back to Xifeng and find it alone.

He Chong was not as lucky as hanging on the tree when he fell this time. When he woke up again, he saw himself floating on the edge of a pool, covered in wounds and unable to move. There was also blood on his forehead. He never thought that he would have so much blood left, and he was extremely sad.

He looked around, and it was a natural basin, and the waterhole was the deepest depression in the basin. The surrounding mountains are lush with vegetation, dense trees and grass like woven cloth, where the moisture is difficult to disperse, forming a white mist, and the wind outside is also difficult to blow in, and the damp moisture wraps him, which is very uncomfortable.

The edge of the basin was full of stone walls, there was no way out at all, there was no road outside the passage, he thought that Shen Peng and they would definitely not think that he could fall into such a place. He didn't know what to do, he just moved his body and his body was in severe pain, both legs were injured, maybe the bones were broken, he gritted his teeth and moved his body, and the beads of sweat kept falling, and finally he left the waterhole and let himself stick to the stone wall.

The water here came from nowhere, he thought, maybe there would be an outlet. But the surrounding stone walls are very smooth, and there is not a single spring, which is certainly not from the mountain.

He Chong saw that there was no way out, he was anxious and angry, and began to regret it again, and said in his heart, if only he hadn't been fooled by Gan Rong at the beginning, he wouldn't stay in the mountains, there were flat land everywhere at home, and this kind of thing would happen there. It's disgusting that I can't die and can't live now. Now it hurts so much that he can't shout if he wants to, and his mouth hurts. How can this be?