"Hey, hey, that's a good thing. The Queen Mother wiped the corners of her eyes, and a smile returned to her face, but there was still deep reluctance in her eyes.

"Then I'm leaving, father, mother, you take care of yourself. ”

As soon as he said that, Zhang Fan raised his feet and left, he didn't dare to show his reluctance, nor did he dare to say Zhang Heng's threatening words, because he knew that if he did, his family would fight for the lives of the whole family to protect him.

"Don't forget to go home. ”

Walked to the door, Wang Lei's dull words sounded in his ears, at this moment he could no longer control his emotions, tears flowed out, Zhang Fan answered loudly, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and ran all the way to the entrance of the village without looking back.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Zhang Heng didn't ask much, only said, "Let's go." ”

Zhang Heng is now a cultivator of the tenth layer of the body, with the internal strength of the tenth layer of the body, he took Zhang Fan to gallop all the way, although the speed is not very fast, but it is also many times faster than Zhang Fan's full-speed running, which greatly opened Zhang Fan's eyes, and also strengthened his determination to cultivate martial arts.

Zhang Heng took Zhang Fan and ran all the way south from Hefu Village, until he finally arrived at Moshan Lake, the headquarters of Zhenwumen, in the evening.

Zhang Fan looked at the beautiful scenery reflected in the light of the setting sun on the surface of the lake, and was deeply fascinated, until Zhang Heng said, "I will see such a beautiful scenery every day in the future, let's go." ”

Moshan Lake was formerly known as Black Mountain Lake, the whole mountain is pitch black, even with the lake water seems to be black, later people from other places heard about this mountain, they have come to watch, more literary Confucianism renamed this mountain Moshan, the lake was renamed Mohu, of course, since Zhenwumen occupied this place, ordinary people can not enter to watch the wonders of this place.

Moshan Lake is the most dangerous place in Qingzhou, the mountain is not big, the lake is not big, but the mountain is in the lake, you must take a boat to go up the mountain, there are seven peaks on the lake that is not big, each peak has only one road to go, the peaks are connected by a rope bridge, the boats in the lake are all controlled by the Zhenwumen, the boaters in each place are equipped with stunts, the main peak of which is "Broken Soul Peak" It is even more sinister, not only the mountain road is extremely steep, ordinary people can not climb at all, even people with internal strength, it is difficult to go up without a certain level of kung fu, and this road is surrounded by secret posts, it is an excellent place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Zhang Heng took Zhang Fan to the lake, took out a leaf from his arms and put it in his mouth, and an indescribable sound came out, the sound was not loud, but the spread was extremely wide, and after a while, a boat came out of the lake.

The boat slowly stopped at the lake, and the person holding the boat was a middle-aged man with a cold face with a hat, this person saw Zhang Heng by the lake, his expression changed, and he glanced at Zhang Fan who was standing next to him, his cold face turned into a smile, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, why did you arrive so early, you are the first of our senior brothers." ”

Zhang Heng said an expressionless "um", and this person looked at Zhang Fan who was standing aside, "This is the nephew, and sure enough, he is a talent......

"I was the first to arrive?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhang's martial arts are strong........."

"Well, in that case, send us up the mountain. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang. ”

The man who was holding the boat along the way kept patting Zhang Heng's ass, but Zhang Heng looked unreasonable.

After getting off the boat, Zhang Heng took Zhang Fan to the main peak and stopped: "Next, you come up by yourself, everyone who is a beginner must climb this mountain by themselves, and those who can't climb up can only be an outer disciple, and only those who climb up by their own strength are qualified to be the inner disciples of my true martial arts." ”

Zhang Fan nodded, Zhang Heng saw this, his body flashed, and he disappeared.

The road to Broken Soul Peak is extremely steep, Zhang Fan didn't care about it at first, after all, he was a child in the mountains, and he didn't do less things like climbing mountains and trees, until Zhang Heng left, he looked at this peak and gasped.

There is almost no road in the whole mountain, there are strange rocks everywhere, try to take a step, step on a very small mountain rock in the peak body, make a slight effort, find that you can bear your own weight, and then work hard with one foot, both hands just climb up, he is strong, and he can pull his body up effortlessly with one hand, otherwise this physical exertion alone is enough for him to bear.

Just climb up step by step, there are not many places on the peak body that can be borrowed, and some places will be broken when touched, of course, there are also a lot of sharp stone chips, very sharp, less than a cup of tea, Zhang Fan's hands are already scarred, elbows, His knees, and even his cloth shoes, had been torn, and the flesh inside had been cut in many places, and it kept bleeding, even if the wounds were not big, but the pain superimposed together was not at all something that ordinary people could bear, if he hadn't felt any wheezing sensation until now, he would have fallen down long ago.

Just every time he climbed, his skin was pierced by the pain of a needle, and at the same time, he had to carefully test whether the mountain stone could borrow strength, the physical exertion was nothing to Zhang Fan, but the pain and extremely tense nerves made him feel unbearable.

It was already dark now, and Zhang Fan had only climbed halfway to the peak, and the blood from the wounds on his body had already stained his limbs, and in the moonlight, he looked like a bloody man.

The wound was hot and painful, and he frowned, when he grabbed a mountain stone with one hand, suddenly the mountain stone shattered, and Zhang Fan's whole person fell down instantly, in the crisis, Zhang Fan's eyes were like eagles, his pupils shrank sharply, and he suddenly pulled out his double knives, and inserted them horizontally into the peak body, and his feet stepped on the knife surface so steadily.

"Huh" exhaled deeply, the situation just now frightened his heart "thump", he rubbed the part of his heart, waited until the heartbeat became normal, and once again focused on the top of the mountain, and continued to climb.

In the east, the sky has begun to appear white, and the sun has slowly risen, marking the beginning of a new day.

At this time, Zhang Fan was able to climb to the top of the peak, his body was full of cracks, and the blood that flowed out had scarred, even if he was so powerful, he was constantly wheezing, and the physical exertion was not the most serious, the most serious was the mental exertion, which was the most tired in his life.

After a few breaths, Zhang Fan found that there were two people standing in front of him, one was the white-bearded old man, and the other was Zhang Heng, who was standing behind the old man with his hands bent.

At this time, the old man suddenly said: "Zhang Heng, you have completed a good task, this kid's physique, strength, and mind are all very good, especially perseverance, which is even more rare, and he is a good seedling for practicing martial arts." ”

"It's all the master's teaching, and the disciples don't dare to take credit. Zhang Heng said respectfully on the side, and at the same time bent down a little.

"Haha, you kid is really slippery, you found the apprentice, what does it have to do with me. The old man touched his goatee and said with a smile.

"Master's martial arts are strong, and the reason why the disciple can find such a good seedling must be thanks to the master's blessing, how can you say that it doesn't matter. Zhang Heng said with a serious face on the side, as if telling the truth.

"Okay, okay, your task completion is very good, I will report to the door master, you settle this kid first, and then come to me to receive the reward after the placement is completed." The old man waved his hand slightly, glanced at Zhang Fan and said to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and at the same time he said: "Disciple obeys, Zhang Fan, don't come to see the ancestor soon." ”

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he immediately understood that this was Zhang Heng's master, that is, Yang Tian, the left protector of the door, who was in charge of the gang's elixir distribution, without the slightest hesitation, and did not care about the physical pain, Zhang Fan bowed his head and bowed, and at the same time said in his mouth: "Zhang Fan, the sixth generation disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, pays a visit to the ancestor, and wishes the ancestor blessings such as the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan." ”

Yang Tianle's eyes narrowed, he kept touching his goatee, and said in his mouth: "Okay, okay, get up, come to the ancestor for a while to receive a little Yuan Dan, which can be regarded as a meeting gift for the apprentice." ”

Zhang Heng on the side heard this, his eyes showed a trace of jealousy, although Zhang Fan didn't know what this "Xiao Yuan Dan" was, but when he saw Zhang Heng's flashing gaze, he also understood in his heart that it must be an extremely precious thing, and then kowtowed and thanked him, said a lot of sycophants, and patted Yang Tian to touch his goatee.

After a while, Yang Tian left, Zhang Heng took Zhang Fan as instructed, walked slowly along the woods at the top of the peak, and suddenly stopped and looked at Zhang Fan who was following him.

"Do you know what Xiao Yuan Dan is. Zhang Heng asked.

"The disciple doesn't know, but it must be an extremely precious thing, such a precious thing, it is too wasteful to use it on the disciple, and it is complementary to the master, and when the disciple gets the Xiao Yuan Dan, he will immediately use it to honor the master. ”

After Zhang Fan said this, his heart was dripping blood, but there was no expression on his face, and he said calmly.

"It's not good, I haven't given you anything yet, so you gave me such a thing, no, I can't ask for it. Zhang Heng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and then he said seriously.

Zhang Fan scolded secretly in his heart, but he still said with a touched face: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, and please ask the master to fulfill the disciple's filial piety, otherwise the disciple will not be able to sleep at night and will be tormented in his heart." ”

Zhang Heng said awe-inspiringly: "How can this be, if others in the door know, wouldn't it be said that I blackmailed my apprentice!"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, and at the same time scolded in his heart, what an old dog! He wanted to be a watchman and also wanted to set up a memorial arch! But the look of emotion on his face instantly turned to a serious color, and at the same time he said in his mouth: "How can this be! This matter is between me and the master, how can others know about it? Doesn't that make people say that the disciple has a deliberate intention to be pretentious! The disciple does not want to covet those false names, but only wants to accompany the master all his life and listen to the master's teachings for many years. ”

Zhang Heng pretended to excuse himself a few times, and finally "reluctantly" accepted Zhang Fan's filial piety.

got a great benefit, Zhang Heng was expressionless, but the joy revealed in his eyes betrayed his true thoughts, Zhang Fan secretly scolded in his heart for a while, and then comforted himself, people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, and sooner or later one day this old dog will spit it out.

Zhang Heng took him to turn left and right, and finally came to a courtyard.

Push open the courtyard door, a fragrance of herbs came, took a deep breath, suddenly made Zhang Fan's tired spirit lifted, take a closer look, the whole yard is full of unspeakable medicinal herbs, trees, and a few small animals appear from time to time, there is a small house behind the yard, the house is connected with more than a dozen large and small houses around a circle, and in the middle of the circle are two attics, Zhang Fan carefully observed, the interval between several houses connected is not large, that is to say, what is happening here, the courtyard next to it can be heard, and at the same time there is only one way to come here, and the other places are vertical peaksThere is no other way to get in.

"This is a circle, our half circle here is the Medicine Valley, and the half circle behind you is the Punishment Valley, except for being sick and injured, or someone in the sect has completed the task, someone will come to our Medicine Valley when the pill reward is issued, and no outsiders will come to disturb the rest of the time, as for the two attics in the middle, one is the medicine refining room, the other is the Martial Secret Pavilion, the left protector lives in the medicine refining room, and there are four elders taking turns to take care of it, as for the Martial Secret Pavilion, the right protector is in the shape of a horse, and there are also four elders in turn sitting in the face, you don't want to break in, so many elders in the door are not vegetarians。 ”

Zhang Fan nodded again and again when he heard this, and at the same time regarded the two attics in the center as an extremely dangerous place, and made up his mind that unless he was summoned, even if he walked normally, he would avoid walking.

"You can rest here first, I will live next to the alchemy pharmacy, and after you are done, you will go to the alchemy pharmacy to visit your ancestor. When he said that he was visiting his ancestor, Zhang Heng was stunned.

"Master rest assured, disciple knows. Zhang Fan said another word of assurance, Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction, and threw a small bottle into Zhang Fan's hand, "The inside is healing powder, apply it to the injured places on the body, and the effect will be fast." As soon as the words landed, Zhang Hengtou didn't reply, and went out step by step and turned away.

Open the bottle, there was a stream of green powder inside, and there was a cool smell, Zhang Fan followed the method Zhang Heng said, and applied all the injuries on his body with healing, and suddenly, the hot wounds began to become cool.

"Huh" exhaled deeply, at this time Zhang Fan's spirit was extremely tired, climbing all night in a row, extremely nervous spirit, coping with Zhang Heng's mind, all of which had already made him not want to think about anything anymore, pushed open the door of the house, fell on a wooden bed in the room, and fell asleep so deeply.

When he woke up, Zhang Fan only felt that his spirit was indescribably good, and at the same time, the wounds on his body began to scar, and there was a feeling of itching, which was a manifestation of the body to return to normal, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, this healing wound is really a good thing.

There was a sound of "coo~~~" in his stomach, from yesterday to now, Zhang Fan has not eaten a little, the feeling of hunger in his stomach makes him want to eat the door, quickly open the door of the house, and run to the yard.

As soon as he opened the courtyard door, he found Zhang Heng standing at the door, Zhang Fan was shocked, but naturally bent down and saluted, "Meet Master." ”