Han Mu was in front of the chicken pen, and after inspecting it several times, she brought a few logs before leaving with confidence.

Tang Xi returned to the stove, puzzled, what was it, there would be such a speed, a pheasant disappeared quickly, and it was still broad daylight. Tang Xi looked at the burning flames, and suddenly remembered the words of the fifth uncle. The fifth uncle once said that the beasts in the mountains are most afraid of burning flames.

Tang Xi told Han's mother his idea, and Han's mother could only have the attitude of giving it a try and lit a fire around the livestock. For several days, whether it was day or night, the backyard of Han's house would be lit with flames. It seems that as Tang Xi said, there are no more chickens and ducks in the backyard of the Han family.

Han's mother told the villagers about this possible method, and almost all the villagers in Taoyuan Village lit burning torches by the corrals. Since then, there has been no mysterious disappearance of domestic animals for several years. And Tang Xi also canceled the ban because of this.

Unconsciously, months have passed, and Tang Xi's image seems to have returned to the appearance of just arriving in Taoyuan Village, and he is treated with courtesy. Among them, Zhao San, in particular, showed an endless sense of Tang Xi. In the past few months, Tang Xi was bored, and followed Han Ningzhu to learn the Luoxia Divine Sword, to be exact, only three days of cultivation, Tang Xi mastered the essence of the Luoxia Divine Sword.

If it is matched with the internal strength of Xuanyin Jue, Tang Xi may have become a generation of masters. Tang Xi did not show half a point, but continued to keep a low profile. Han Ningzhu's swordsmanship has also improved a lot, and occasionally Tang Xi doesn't use internal strength, so it is difficult to live three rounds with Han Ningzhu. Tang Xi dismantled the move and retreated, and seemed to be dodging all the time.

Tang Xi's life is the same as before, he cultivates the Xuanyin Technique every night, refining the dark blood in his body, just for a year, Tang Xi's speed is much faster, and occasionally he can refine two traces of blood in one night. When Tang Xi was not very satisfied, Tang Xi knew that this was the limit now.

In addition to cultivating the Xuanyin Mind Method, Xuanyin refers to Tang Xi also beginning to cultivate. This note is because the last time Tianchi Boy appeared, he told him what to pay attention to when cultivating. With the mental method as a supplement, the cultivation of the Xuanyin Finger is of course much faster. It's just that this fingering consumes too much of the dantian's qi, and Tang Xi can't do it like a Tianchi boy at present, with a stroke of his fingers, the boulder splits.

Tang Xi was not in a hurry, and chose to cultivate slowly. Besides, Tang Xi's cultivation of this Xuanyin Technique is completely to dissolve the dark blood in his body, as for the Xuanyin Finger, in Tang Xi's opinion, it is just a casual play.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, unconsciously, it has been ten years since Tang Xi came to Taoyuan Village, and Tang Xi at this time is not as before. His yellow face was replaced by a smooth and white complexion, and his jet-black hair was draped down. Under the sword-like eyebrows, the eyes are as bright as the stars. Under the high bridge of the nose, a thin lip is slightly upturned, adding a bit of handsomeness. A gray coarse cloth coat wrapped around the sturdy body, but it could not wrap the strong arms.

Today's Tang Xi has become the labor force of the Han family, and he is carrying wheat stalks back to the Han family at the moment. When he met the villagers, Tang Xi would always call out politely.

In the past ten years, Taoyuan Village has remained the same, as if it had been restored to when Tang Xi first came. The peach blossom forest around Mingjing Lake is full of fresh peach blossoms under the careful cultivation of the villagers. It's just that no one in the peach blossom forest at this time uses peach blossom drunk to fertilize, maybe it was because of the lesson last time, or maybe it was the wine residue that brewed the peach blossom fragrance, which had other uses.

The difference is that in every household in Taoyuan Village, next to the captive livestock, you can see burning torches, burning day and night.

Tang Xi poured the wheat stalks on his back into the courtyard and walked into the hall. I saw that in the hall, a woman who was no more than eighteen years old, with a pink shirt tightly wrapped around her bumpy body, a red silk scarf tied on her slender hair, a beautiful and round face, as white as jasper, under two crescent eyebrows, a pair of black eyes like pearls, was looking at Tang Xi who walked into the hall. Under the bridge of the delicate nose, the thin little lips show a smile.

"Aren't you tired!" Han Ningzhu poured out a cup of tea from the table, walked lightly, walked to Tang Xi and handed it over. Then he picked the wheat stalks from Tang Xi's hair and said softly.

Tang Xi drank the tea in one gulp and shook his head.

Han's mother walked out of the kitchen and smiled at Tang Xi, as if she was her own child. Over the years, Han's mother has changed as before.

Over the years, Tang Xi has been very satisfied here, and Tang Xi never thought that he would have a home here.

"Tang Xi, my mother and I are leaving, do you want to go with us?" asked Han Ningzhu at the dinner table.

Tang Xi was not surprised after hearing this, this was the common choice of Han Ningzhu and Han Mu. Tang Xi also wanted to go out, but the Tianchi boy didn't seem to want to let him go.

"Little sister, the old liar probably won't let me leave. If I had the chance, I would definitely go to you. Tang Xi, as before, called Han Ningzhu "Little Sister." "It seems to have become a habit.

"Auntie, when are you going to leave, do you want me to go find the old liar to send you out?" Tang Xi looked at Han Mu with starry eyes and asked.

As soon as he talked about Tianchi Boy, Tang Xi's face was full of resentment. For example, today, the pond boy has returned to his previous appearance, and he doesn't know what exercises to practice at the bottom of the lake all day long. Every day he closes his eyes and is silent, like a dead man. If it weren't for the ice bed at the bottom of the lake, Tang Xi probably wouldn't have been willing to go to the bottom of the lake.

"At the end of this month, we will leave, and then you will say to your seniors and send us out of the village. Han's mother put down the dishes and chopsticks and said.

Tang Xi knew that they were leaving, but he didn't want to leave so early. Tang Xi's face showed reluctance.

At night, Tang Xi returned to the bottom of the lake and told the Tianchi boy about Han's mother's departure, but the Tianchi boy nodded and didn't speak again.

Tang Xi sat on the ice bed and cultivated this Xuanyin technique. In the past ten years, Tang Xi has been able to quickly refine dark blood, which is completely the function of a cold ice bed. The cold qi emitted by the cold ice bed is the qi of the supreme yin, and for Tang Xi, who is of the supreme yin bloodline, it can not only suppress the poisonous blood in the body, but also increase the cultivation speed.

Tang Xi went from being able to refine only a trace of dark blood in one night, but now he can refine ten drops, all because of the effect of the suppression of poisonous blood by the cold ice bed.

Xuan Yin pointed out that for Tang Xi, it is now considered a big achievement. The blood was refined, making Tang Xi's dantian qi even stronger. According to the words of Tianchi Tongzi, at this time, Tang Xi already had the strength of a Jiazi year. Coupled with the Xuanyin Finger, this kind of superior martial arts, Tang Xi has become a new generation of masters.

Tang Xi has never fought in actual combat, and he doesn't know how powerful he is. At most, he dismantled Han Ningzhu, and he didn't dare to use the Xuanyin finger inside, Tang Xi was afraid that he would hurt Han Ningzhu by mistake.

At dawn the next day, Tang Xi came to Han's house.

I saw that in the courtyard, Han Ningzhu was holding a bamboo stick, playing with the Luoxia Divine Sword. At this moment, Tang Xi was fascinated, as if he remembered the scene he dreamed of at the bottom of the lake ten years ago.