The glow of the setting sun was calm and peaceful, and the golden sunlight spread over the grass, bordering each leaf with gold.

Drilling out along the vines, the soft light shines on the face, warm, long-lost sunshine, even if it is the sunset that is about to fall, it brings a different kind of warmth to Wen Chuanting's heart.

At the bottom of the cliff, under the cover of the formation, there were only clouds and mist floating in the sky, up and down layer after layer, without a trace of sunlight. If it weren't for the purpose of recuperating from his injuries, Wen Chuanting would have jumped out of the cage-like cliff bottom.

Now I finally have the opportunity, squinting my eyes to enjoy the last afterglow of the sunset, the cold and depressed accumulated in my heart slowly melts like snow meets the morning sun, and finally there is no more of it.

"Squeak!"

The squeak of the monkey dragged Wen Chuanting out of the enjoyment, as if he was being splashed with a basin of cold water when he was steaming to the most comfortable, Wen Chuanting glared fiercely, grabbing a wooden stick with one hand and constantly dragging the corner of his clothes with the other.

"Squeak!"

is different, the language of the monkey is not within the scope of human language, even if they have been together for half a year, Wen Chuanting still can't understand what it is saying, but looking at its constantly waving monkey claws, Wen Chuanting has some guesses.

"Would you like to see the Clan?"

"Squeak!" the monkey excitedly danced hand and foot.

"It seems that I guessed correctly!" "After getting along for a long time, one person and one monkey still have a bit of a tacit understanding. At least the monkey can understand what he is talking about after half a year of training.

Training the monkey is one of the few pleasures in recuperating from the injury, a little abuse and teasing, watching the monkey scratch his ears and cheeks, and more to train the monkey to use the stick and enhance its force value.

"Then go with you, go and see, there's nothing to do anyway. Wen Chuan shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

After recuperating from his injuries and coming out of the cage-like cliff bottom, he was like a tiger who had escaped from the cage, without a loud roar to vent, it was already the limit of his inner self-control, he needed to relax and be free.

There are not many opportunities to wander around like this, and you can't let it go. He was not in a hurry to return to the Sword Pavilion, he didn't know what the situation was in the Sword Pavilion now, he disappeared silently for half a year, what kind of chaos had been brought to the Sword Pavilion and whether it had subsided? These were not within his scope of consideration.

Things have happened, everything that should have come has come, now thinking about these is just a worry, he doesn't exist in the Sword Pavilion, it won't be because he disappears, the Sword Pavilion will fall apart, if that's the case, there will be no need for the Sword Pavilion to exist.

The only thing that worries people is the feelings of Mo Weirui and Mu Yirou, will they be broken because of his disappearance?

"I hope it doesn't make a big mess. Ask Chuanting to comfort himself, inexplicably, deep in his heart, what he didn't realize was the existence of the black robe, the person who accurately found him and succeeded in the sneak attack, or that he was not ready to face the black robe, and he deceived himself and didn't want to think about it.

The monkey jumped excitedly, jumping in front of the way, not jumping on a big tree, claws grasping feet, even tail rolling, dexterous monkey body swinging forward. Ask Chuanting to put his hands behind his back, easy and pleasant, stepping on the soft grass, walking on the carpet as easily, the curved blades of grass trembled, covering the surface of the feet, and as the footsteps moved, the strong blades bounced up, stretching the bent waist.

"Squeak!"

The noisy and chaotic monkey cry came with a mournful sound, and there was a faint mixture of different beast songs.

Wen Chuanting raised his eyebrows and looked at the monkey who also heard the tragic scream, and the moment its body hanging from the branch stiffened, the monkey's face appeared hideous, and a sharp long scream, the monkey's claws competed, and the whole body was thrown out, and the body was in the air, and the stick held on the other paw had been erected.

This stick, take the most straight purlin on the nine big trees at the bottom of the cliff, the stick is one meter long, the same height as the monkey, such a long stick in the monkey only one meter high, the most flexible, short has no effect, long but can not be opened.

This is the connotation of the eyebrow stick.

The long sword on the waist of Wen Chuanting is the same material as the long stick in the monkey's hand, and it is also taken from the branches of ancient trees, and its hardness and flexibility are valued by Wen Chuanting. The material is taken from the tree, tempered and carved little by little, and imprinted into the formation, which adds to the strength of the sword and stick.

Wen Chuanting's iron long sword was damaged in the confrontation at the top of the cliff, and he usually did not prepare metal materials, and there was nothing else at the bottom of the cliff except igneous rock, so it became a helpless choice to use local materials. It can't be said to be helpless, it can only be said that current events are like this, and moreover, after tempering and carving, the sharpness of the long sword is no less than that of the steel long sword, and it is much more flexible than that.

Two huge giant eagles infinitely close to one meter hovering and diving in the low air, each dive, the strong and powerful claws must catch a monkey, the black leg bones open yellow paws, like a sharp short sword, grasping the monkey's body, must be deeply embedded in it, more than two meters wide round and blunt wings, in driving the body at the same time, like two huge fans, will be close to the monkey group of fans flying. The upper beak with a curved vertical protrusion at the end of the edge, each peck brings down a huge amount of flesh, and the hard monkey braincase cannot withstand its blow.

The monkey flew in with a long roar, and saw the monkeys being struck in all directions, and the long stick with the thick arm of the baby turned into a pale green light and shadow, and thrashed on the thick leg bones of the giant eagle in the whirring wind.

The metal-like collision sound was exchanged for a long roar of the giant eagle, the wings were violently incited, bringing a strong wind, the leaves rustled, the grass stems were bent, the giant eagle's claws were forced, and the monkey head deeply embedded in the claws was instantly squeezed, and the red and white pieces were spread on the ground, and the sharp beak pecked over.

The results of the training came out, the monkey did not dodge or dodge, the long stick in the paw was round, and it was a blow according to the carving head.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the impact, the cry of the eagle, the roar of the ape, the sound of the clanging, the beak of the eagle and the long stick collided, no less than a hundred times in the blink of an eye, the thin figure of the monkey kept retreating, and the trembling arms could barely grasp the long stick in the claws.

The giant eagle is also uncomfortable, the long beak collides with the long stick, the force is transmitted directly to the eagle head, the distance is short, it does not slow down too much, the tremor collision makes it dizzy, and the inciting wings almost stop.

Another giant eagle spotted the situation and swooped down with a screech, and the powerful impact knocked the group of standing monkeys in its path into the air, and its long beak pecked at the monkeys with sore paws with the light of death.

Seeing that the monkey was about to make close contact with the eagle beak, Wen Chuanting didn't wait any longer, the long sword on his waist jumped into his hand, and a streamer flew out, killing the giant eagle directly.

The sound of metal collision sounded again, Wen Chuanting's pupils contracted, sword intent burst out, and the wooden long sword instantly swallowed an inch of sword qi, and the sword body collapsed and carved its beak, shuttling between the giant wings.

"It's just a mortal body, relying on my body and sharp mouth, how can I strike with sword intent at the moment. Swinging the long sword, the crimson blood slipped from the wooden sword, and the back hand stabbed diagonally, and the vast sword qi penetrated the thick feathers, knocking through the other giant eagle.

The huge eagle body fell, smashed on the ground, crushed the bones of the corpse, the monkey on the ground, even if it was injured and not dead, in the area covered by the giant eagle, there was no possibility of survival, even if it died, it had to die again.