Good night talk.

It wasn't until the morning fog thinned and the sky was slightly bright that Shisanlang said goodbye to Ah Gong and prepared to return to his residence.

The goodbye was not because it was dawn, but because he confirmed that he had learned enough information that he didn't need to waste time thinking about what to do.

Thirteen Lang's character is cautious and thoughtful, once he decides that he is sure, he is tenacious and decisive in doing things, and there is no lack of vigorous wind. once made a bold statement in front of the teacher that "things are in the heart of the people", which shows that he is quite conceited about his plan, and even a little arrogant.

This kind of personality made him suffer, but it did not change his basic principle: only in the process, he became more careful and ruthless. It was only then that he truly realized that he was in a different environment than he had been in when he was a child. At that time, his life was more difficult, and his goal was relatively simple, just to survive: it was not difficult for him to survive now, but he needed to think more.

The deeper the conversation with Ah Gong, the more initiative Thirteen Lang has, and the old man's mind may not be weak, but he has to ask for others, and he can't help but be constrained by many constraints. As for Zuihou, although he has repeatedly doubted the origin of Thirteen Lang, he is already an old donkey pulling the cart, and he has to go on it if he doesn't get it, and he has no right to regret it.

The so-called secret method, that is, the cultivation technique of the fire of the sun, has been handed over to the thirteen langs, and this technique, as a unique magical power of the Burning Spirit Clan, is self-explanatory. However, when it came to Ah Gong's generation, because the cultivation of the ancestors of the past generations was getting lower and lower, the understanding of the predecessors and the like became obscure, and the cultivation was extremely difficult: and in essence, the exercises alone were actually of little use: if you could not find a source of heaven and earth fire, even if you succeeded in cultivation, your income would be very limited. At best, it was slightly stronger than the fire that monks were used to, and it was nothing remarkable.

Sending out the exercises, Ah Gong is equivalent to giving the hole cards to others, and there is no more chips to hold: so he can only let go of everything, and answer all questions to Thirteen Lang, which relieves him of many doubts.

For example, the Wind Splitting Beast, such as the rules of autumn hunting, and the characteristics of Cloud Leaving the City, etc., will bring a lot of help to Thirteen Lang's future actions.

As for what Ah Gong asked, Thirteen Lang didn't agree for Ding Dong, but just gave him a word.

"If nothing else, we'll be here for three years. ”

Hearing this, Ah Gong frowned and finally settled down.

Because he couldn't rest assured, Ding Dang, Thirteen Lang himself also had many things to deal with, and after forming a tacit understanding with each other, Thirteen Lang resigned to Ah Xuan. Before parting, he suddenly remembered something and proposed, "Take me to see Ziyi's mother." ”

When he said this, Shisanro used a commanding tone, which seemed very impolite. However, in Ah Gong's ears, it was no less than Tian Fenglunyin, and he hurriedly agreed. He was already old and refined, so he could naturally see that Thirteen Lang's gaze at Xiao Ziyi seemed to have a special meaning.

Among them, Gong Zhiguo doesn't care much, as long as he can make Thirteen Lang have something to look forward to, it will naturally add hope.

In the joy, Ah Gong couldn't help but think in his heart: "Mom?

It seems that this eight-fingered friend has an extraordinary background, and he has never heard the words he spits out unintentionally. ”

Xiao Ziyi's grandma can only be described in one word!

The shriveled hands, the shriveled body, the shriveled chest, even her head does not pass through ordinary people, as if even the skull has shrunk in, which can only be described as shriveled.

Now she can't speak, and it is difficult to even lift her hand: she can only lie in bed all the year round, staring at the roof with empty eyes, and no one can tell whether she is thinking or not thinking.

Thirteen Lang can think of what kind of price and effort Ah Gong paid in order to let this woman live to this day, and how many medicinal materials that are incomparably precious to Mujiazhai have been consumed. If he is not the grandfather of Mujiazhai, it will be difficult to achieve. ...,

The moment he saw her, Shisanro was completely stunned, and he didn't even notice that Yiyi smelled home and woke up from his deep sleep. He really couldn't imagine what kind of strong obsession and will this woman had, and how much loneliness and loneliness she endured to survive to this day.

Yiyi broke free from Thirteen Lang's arms, climbed into bed lightly, and snuggled up to her grandmother. As a child, she realized that the taste in Thirteen Lang's eyes was no longer begging him to heal Grandma.

She grabbed one of Grandma's hands... Like dry wood after more than ten years of exposure, the hand is placed on his tender little face, silent.

Grandma smelled her daughter's breath, and also smelled Grandpa and a stranger, and slowly turned her head. She no longer had much consciousness, and her eyes could not see her daughter who was prostrate in her arms, and she could only tell by her breath that there was an outsider in the room.

Her gaze, or rather, her eye sockets were straight in the direction of Thirteen Lang, and the right hand that was being held by Yi Yi moved for a moment, and it seemed to be tightened.

That's a vigilant gaze! No, a vigilant eye socket rather. Now she has no eyes to speak of, only empty eyes, which are full of death and no life.

But, Gu Ti is still there!

It was a vigilance that a mother would never lose, an instinct that she would inevitably make when faced with strangers: even if she was so sick that she had long since given up hope of survival, and she was so sick that she could not lift her hands, could not touch, could not release even a warning look, did not forget it!

Shisanro looked at her quietly and did not make a sound.

"The sacrificial vitality is extremely cruel, and there are many restrictions, because she can barely perform it because she is dependent on her mother: the old decay is limited by cultivation, and there is no haode pill to replenish her vitality"

Ah Gong's words revealed shame, and Thirteen Lang raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to say anything more. Originally, Shisanlang came here, one naturally wanted to see if Ziyi's grandma's situation was really incurable, and secondly, he wanted to see if there were any signs of deliberate arrangement when Xiao Yiyi left her grandma and met him. If there is, he will point it out to Ah Gong in some way, and warn him by the way.

After reading it at this time, he didn't have a trace of thought.

After a long time, Shisanro walked to the bed, squatted down, and said a word to the living dead.

"If Yiyi can be cured, I will heal her. Ah Gong's body shook slightly, and the woman's eyes suddenly widened, as if she wanted to see the scene in front of her, or the person who made the sound. She struggled to reach out and scrambled through the air, as if to catch some kind of hope.

Shisanro raised his hand, held her hand, and repeated, "If Yiyi can cure her, I will cure her."

The voice came directly into the woman's mind, and she heard and understood the words of Thirteen, and the woman's withered lips trembled, and several dry and hoarse wails came out of her throat. Two drops of brown liquid spilled out of the corners of her eyes, and before she could webp out, they disappeared into the wrinkles that should not have existed: it was as if the earth had cracked to the extreme, and it would never have been able to regain its vitality without being nourished by a long drizzle.

Yiyi panicked, sat up from Grandma's arms, grabbed Grandma's right hand tightly, and looked at her face in a daze, as if waiting for something to happen.

The woman raised her head with a little strength of her own strength, and her lips trembled more and more violently. Stimulated by the continuous breath sent by Thirteen Lang, he finally struggled to spit out two full syllables.

“

...... Thanks!"

"Don't thank me, you made me understand something, it's up to me. ”

Jusanro looked at the woman's face, his eyes flashed with a glint of enlightenment, and he said silently, "Xiexie!" With that, he let go of his hand.

At the same time, the woman let go of her hand.

Jusan Lang stood up, turned around, and walked outside the room. ...,

His steps were slow, but there was a certain incomprehensible perseverance and steadfastness compared to when he came.

Behind him, there was an old sigh and an immature cry.

After returning to the cave, Shisanlang walked straight into his quiet room, thought about it a few times, and seriously considered the next plans and arrangements.

The inheritance of the four-eyed old man is undoubtedly the richest, in addition to the flying ridge that is said to be refined into the body with the refining technique, the old man also has several magic weapons, although they cannot be compared with the flying ridge, but they are also extremely rare treasures. Thirteen Lang's cultivation is not enough now, so he can only put it aside first. On the contrary, it was Feiling, and after checking a few jade slips, Shisanlang finally found out what he needed, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Flying Ridge is not actually a magic weapon, but a phalanx taken from the body of some kind of spiritual object. The Treasure Refining Duel is indeed from the Demon Domain. However, it was not changed by the four-eyed old man, it came from a place called Breaking the Sky Temple. I don't know which great power felt the strength of the refining formula, and made some adjustments to it, infecting the sacrifice with essence blood, gradually realizing the assimilation with the body, and finally becoming one, making the body stronger.

No one knows where this flying edge came from, but a single stick bone is the size of a human rib, and it can at least be judged that this spirit creature is extremely large. Judging from what is recorded in the jade slip, the four-eyed old man is actually far from reaching the level of refining it: otherwise, I am afraid that his physical body is stronger than that of Thirteen Lang, far beyond his ability.

The combination of this exercise and Feiling actually provided another way of refining for Thirteen Lang.

If he could obtain the bones of other strange beasts in the future, he could use this method to try to refine his body into a mixed existence.

This process is extremely difficult, and it requires a lot of essence and blood, which is not taken by most monks.

Thirteen Lang didn't think so, he knew very well what the flesh meant to him: to get such an opportunity, naturally he should not miss it.

Among the four-eyed old man's exercises, the way of the star transformation algorithm is quite mysterious, and after a general glance, Thirteen Lang included it in the second-level cultivation goal. At present, he should focus on improving his combat power, and Thirteen Lang has his own understanding of arithmetic.

"The four-eyed old man is good at arithmetic but died in arithmetic, this kind of thing is only auxiliary at most, and there is no time to study it at present. ”

Compared with the legacy of the four purposes, what is really practical is what Zong Ming left behind. His realm is not as good as Yudan, and most of the things he uses can also be used. In addition, the Six Desires Technique also made Thirteen Lang quite interested, and he was able to attack with the help of his opponent's desires, which was particularly attractive to him, a special monk who did not rely on magic weapons to fight. Just like the supernatural power of the years he obtained before, it can be used as a means to enhance his combat power.

Neither the spirit weapon nor the spirit rune could be used easily in the environment of the Demon Domain, and the elixir was only effective for him alone, so Shisanlang focused on the supernatural exercises. After some cleaning, I gradually had a plan in my heart.

"With these magic weapons, spiritual power is basically not a problem: now that I am in the Demon Domain, I should seize the opportunity to improve my cultivation. To start cultivating, the Divine Passage Method is my weakness, and it also takes time to comprehend: in addition, I have to go to the Yin Yang Canyon to try to further integrate with the wind power. ”

"In the current situation, these are the means that can allow me to quickly improve my strength. "There's a lot to do, but it's not something he can do now.

Thinking about Ding Dong's injury, thinking about Ziyi's illness, and thinking about the Burning Spirit Clan, his gaze gradually calmed down.

"My heart is clear, my mind is pure, and my mind is clear, but the rest of my worries are difficult to solve, so why be afraid!" took out the delicate dagger in his left hand, and Shisanro slashed lightly on the stubble of the tail finger of his right hand, and the blood flowed out happily and dripped on the flying edge.

"I need liliang!