The land of Qinzhou, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and the famous mountain Cuifeng of the Hengduan Mountains in the north is hidden in the clouds and mist all the year round, which is the Yunxiao Peak. Even if the literati and artists travel the world, in the face of such a poetic and picturesque scene, they can only look at the plum to quench their thirst, sigh from afar, and dare not sing in person.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared under the Yunxiao Peak, dressed in a purple and red light robe, with a simple black gauze crown on his head, his feet were green and cloudy, his face was square, and his facial features were as profound as an axe and knife, revealing a resolute color. It was the square-faced man who followed Di Yunting that Chen An had seen in the weird town.

But now, there is lightning and thunder in his eyes, like a storm brewing, his body has the potential to stand up to the sky and the earth, and his temperament is ethereal and lofty, like a god looking down on the mortal world from a supreme perspective, not like a mortal, and no longer the mediocre image before.

He stepped on the steep rocks and walked up, not choosing to fly directly. Whatever the purpose, just such an act shows that his trip is full of respect and sincerity.

Walk above the clouds, has reached the top of the cloud peak, the field of vision in front of you suddenly opens, the peak is not craggy as imagined, but a flat, there are countless buildings on it, comparable to the city, the golden and brilliant place, and there is still victory. In the meantime, the palace is orderly and solemn, the pavilions and pavilions are all wonderful, and the carved corridors and water pavilions reflect each other.

This immortal mansion-like atmosphere is exactly where the mountain gate of the world's largest faction, the Yuntian Sect, is located.

"The visitor stopped. The disciple of Shoushan, who was dressed in a pale cyan warrior uniform, had already seen the square-faced man walking here, and hurriedly greeted him, neither humble nor arrogant in his words, and he was not cowardly because he felt the terrifying strength of the other party, which was the confidence of the first sect disciple in the world.

The square-faced man was not arrogant, and said sincerely and seriously: "Please pass through, Nie Haifeng asks to see Grandpa Zhenguo, and thank you for your previous support." ”

"It turned out to be the god of war. A look of surprise flashed on the face of the disciple guarding the mountain, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, this is the respect that the heavenly immortal power should have, and it has nothing to do with the sect.

After saluting, he still raised his head and said: "The ancestor has left the sect to travel far away, and when he left, he said that he and the royal cause and effect have been over, and there is no longer a town in the world, so the Yuntian Sect is old." If the god of war comes to be a guest, I will send you to greet him, if it is a door-to-door thanks, then please go back, this is the last cause and effect without thanks. ”

A hint of gloom flashed on Nie Haifeng's square face, earlier the Seventh Emperor Emperor Yunting had said that the Duke of Zhenguo was already vacillating between the family and the sect, and asking him to make a move this time was likely to exhaust the last favor of the imperial family, and forever lose the blessing of this legendary figure who almost single-handedly pushed the Great Qiandi Emperor's family to the top of the Central Plains.

He was supposed to hide and hide his alchemy body and do it quietly, but the Central Dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, and it really needed some behavior to deter the Quartet. Therefore, it is inevitable to ask Zhen Guogong to take action.

Now the Duke of Zhenguo will no longer interfere in the internal affairs of the Central Dynasty, and the only one who the Seven Princes can rely on is himself. Of course, this is a public heart, selfishly he almost grew up listening to the legend of Zhen Guogong, if he can work with this legendary predecessor, in the same camp, and listen to his teachings from time to time, what a beautiful thing.

Pity...... Nie Haifeng sighed lightly, no longer had extravagant hopes, turned around and left, this time to go back is the time to turn the tide and display his ambitions.

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Chen An walked in his own medicine field, picked some astragalus wolfberries, and with the pheasants he had just hunted in the morning, concocted a pot of medicinal food that nourished blood and qi, and waited for Li Guang to come back.

Pingzegou has a village school, simply teach the children here to read, and martial arts enlightenment, this is still Wen Jing's initiative, he is a person who has seen the world, and feels that only by strengthening the body can he better survive in this bitter cold land in the north, so he said that the more learned people in the village formed a village school to seek benefits for his hometown.

Originally, Chen An could teach Li Guang by himself, but now he is inexplicably depressed when he encounters words such as "master and apprentice" and "professor", and he himself knows that his methods are all yin things, which are not conducive to the physical and mental development of children, so he will not go out and be a Jianghu Langzhong in the village with peace of mind.

The change in the sky three days ago did not have a big impact on the villagers of Pingtaekgou, or they have become accustomed to it. In the early years, when Daqian was still strong, he often went to war with the grassland. The Ten Thousand Miles Cold Plain is located at the junction of the Central Plains Grassland and Ice Plains, the land of the four battles, the great supernatural powers often fight, and it is normal for a celestial phenomenon to change or something.

It is only in recent years that the balance of forces has made it difficult for everyone to live a peaceful life. Therefore, there is something to worry about, but it just makes the villagers more curious and has more tea after dinner.

The only person affected was Chen An, he had a better understanding of the place where he was, and he was really sure that he was no longer in the Great Zhou, or this was really a prosperous place for overseas martial arts, and he didn't know if he could meet Nangong Yao and other people who went to sea to seek immortals.

It has been more than half a year since he was brought into Pingzegou by Mrs. Shen on that day, and he also lived here with peace of mind, and his medical skills were immediately recognized by the locals under the promotion of Mrs. Shen, and with the help of the villagers, he built a thatched hut at the entrance of the village, and also opened two acres of medicinal fields behind the thatched hut. The land here is vast and sparsely populated, most of the land is barren, there is no problem of more circles and more occupations, and with his identity as the only Langzhong in ten miles and eight townships, even if he occupies more, the villagers will take it for granted, who does not have a headache and brain fever, can be treated nearby, without spending a lot of money, going to Shangyuan County, it is simply a blessing from God.

Therefore, Chen An quickly gained a foothold here, integrated into the place, and lived the life of an idyllic house.

The only fly in the ointment is that his true qi has not shown any signs of recovery.

After his life settled down, he tried to store qi, supplemented by medicinal materials, but the true qi that could be refined did not know what was wrong, most of it escaped, only a small part remained, so that half a year passed, and his qi path cultivation was only the first to enter the true qi, and there was still a lot of distance from Zhou Tian's consummation, let alone enlightenment. Of course, his acupoints are opened early, but the true qi collapses, and the acupoints are self-closed, once the accumulation is enough, there is no bottleneck at all, and the achievements can be broken through. It's just that with his current gas storage speed, he doesn't know if he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Just thinking about it, it was noon, Li Guang came back a little more than the previous night, with a lot of mud spots on his clothes, and a corner of the wrinkles, looking at Chen An's eyes to dodge.

Chen An frowned slightly, Xiaoguang couldn't speak, it was predictable to be bullied in the village school, it was human nature to bully the weak, otherwise how could someone say that human nature is evil. He didn't say much about it, just let go of his body and said, "Go wash it, let's come to eat, today I was lucky to hit a pheasant and made you a pot of chicken soup." ”

Li Guang walked into the house with his head down and sat down, Chen An sat opposite him, and the two ate silently. After a long time, Chen An spoke: "If you don't want to go to the village to learn, just stay at home, and the eldest brother can also teach you." ”

When Li Guang was sent to the village to study, Chen An thought that his personality was not suitable for being a teacher, and the people he taught were all radical, and Lu Wen was an example. But looking at Li Guang's appearance now, it is better to teach yourself.

When Li Guang heard this, his eyes showed a look of surprise and he nodded fiercely.

Chen An smiled rarely, picked out the two chicken legs, and sandwiched them into the Li Guang bowl: "Eat quickly, I have to sift the medicine in the afternoon, and I will go and talk to Uncle Wen in the evening." ”

This meal was warm, and after a short rest, Chen An took Li Guang to sort the medicinal herbs that had just been collected from the mountains. Some are placed in flat frames to dry, some are ground into powder for later use, some are implanted in medicinal fields, and some are kept for personal use.

There is no shortage of precious medicinal materials in it, such as ginseng, Shou Wu and the like, and there are many in hundreds or even thousands of years. These may be priceless in the Central Plains, but in the North, they may be the silver coins of an iron pot and a kitchen knife. The people of the Northland are in good health, and at most they have a headache and brain fever, and they don't need these. Chen An worked hard to collect it, so that it was for Li Guang's qi refining purposes.

As for himself, whether it was hard cultivation or the assistance of medicinal herbs, they were all about the same, the same turtle speed.

Li Guang has been familiar with these medicinal materials for most of the past half a year, and he can help Chen An a lot.

The two picked and sorted out, and soon an afternoon passed.

After dinner, Chen An went to Wenjing's house and told him about Li Guang. After solving this matter, the night was already deep, Chen An came home, went to bed immediately, and the day passed like this.

The next day, smelling the rooster and dancing, Chen An really began to teach Li Guang the basic skills, this kind of teaching is not only morning exercises, but also in the mountain climbing and medicine collection, in the acres of labor; in the afternoon, it is about the study of medicinal materials, and the care of the medicine fields. Then in the evening, eat, hang out, and sleep. Occasionally, I would see a patient or two.

Life is monotonous but warm, Chen An is lying on the kang, thinking about the current life, although this day is hard, but everywhere is leisure, everywhere is leisurely, there are no rivers and lakes, no disputes, no pain, and Xiaoguang by his side, isn't this what he has been pursuing, swords, swords, and shadows, and asked Wu Feng may not be what he wants at all, or it is good to live so simply. Thoughts were mixed, hazy, thinking and thinking, sleepiness struck, and with the peaceful moonlight, he fell into a deep sleep. For the first time, I slept so sweetly and so peacefully.

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On the cold plains, the wind and snow are still there, and the moonlight does not appear at all, even if it can be sunny here, it is only occasionally, and the endless wind and ice and snow are the main colors here.

But it was such a Jedi situation in the world, but there was a man in blue clothes walking around, he was a young man, of medium height, young and handsome, and often with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as kind and warm as his own brother.

If he was walking under the shade of the willows on the shore of the lake in spring, it would be appropriate, but the current situation is really full of disobedience.

The storm and snow roared and raged, filling the whole heaven and earth, the snow was waist-high underground, and the roads were rugged, and all kinds of things seemed to completely annihilate this blue color. But this cyan has a strong sense of existence, no matter how fierce the wind and snow are, it can't be shaken in the slightest.

It's as if he is the hero of this snowstorm scroll, and everything else is in the background, just to set off his existence. If he is not there, the existence of heaven and earth will lose its proper meaning.

The man in Tsing Yi kept walking, it seemed to be slow and fast, and after a while, he walked into a small town, which was ruined and broken, full of demon corpses, which had long been abandoned, and it was the strange town that Chen An had passed by before.

He stopped, raised his right hand, and used his hand as a chip to pinch his fingers to solve. After a moment or three, he put down his right hand and said to himself in confusion: "It's strange, how can this be the result?"

"No, let's go and see for yourself, it's a blessing or a curse, and you can't avoid it. With a decision, he did not hesitate and set off straight to the south. Looking in that direction, it seems to be Uehara Prefecture.