Zhang Fan finally woke up and tried his best to suck the drops of water in his mouth.

On that day, he ran out of the Mochizuki sect in a mad manner, and then began to wander, and after three months of confusion, he finally collapsed here, but the extreme physical fatigue, hunger and thirst also made him sober. It's just that he has been wandering for three months, not drinking or eating, and his body has reached the verge of collapse. Fortunately, a beautiful girl gave him water at this time.

He looked at the other party deeply a few times, remembered the other party's face, and repaid it later. Then Zhang Fan lay quietly on a mound, silently exercising pranayama, waiting for his body to recover a little. He could barely move, like a living dead, and only the slightest gasp for breath to be heard would make him know he was alive.

Finally, after a long time of adjusting the incense sticks in his hard work, a trace of warmth rose from the dantian and slowly flowed through his almost dry meridians, and he finally had hope for life.

Time is passing, Zhang Fan is not in a hurry, and now he has no eagerness for time. At sunset, he slowly struggled to get up from the mound. Only then did I find out that this was actually a cemetery.

Zhang Fan looked around, surrounded by verdant trees, birdsong, and animals shuttling between the mountains and forests from time to time. Zhang Fan didn't dare to delay, his body was extremely weak at this time, and he should find a place to stay as soon as possible without knowing if there were any beasts in this place.

There is a road in the distance, which is the direction of the girl's return in the early morning, and if you think about it, you should be able to get out of the cemetery, and you can find people by walking on the main road.

Zhang Fan walked forward with difficulty, and it was not painful for a pair of muddy feet to step on the branches and leaves of the woods.

Walking in Lixu, before leaving the cemetery, a small stream appeared in front of it, about four feet wide, less than a foot deep, there were fish in the stream, the fish body was slender, there was white phosphorus, very similar to silver carp.

Zhang Fan, who was covered with dirt, was the son of a family, and he didn't like the dirt on his body, and when he saw that there was a stream, he bathed and freshened up, and then laboriously cleaned his clothes. Then put on the washed wet clothes and continue to walk barefoot along the trail down the mountain.

Just when he was exhausted, a wooden house appeared on the side of the road down the mountain, Zhang Fan hurriedly went, and he was very happy, this place was suitable for him to spend the night to recover his body.

A wooden house, in which there is no one in it, there are cooking utensils in it, but there is dust, apparently it has not been used for many days. Zhang Fan entered the house to rest for a while, and then found a wooden barrel, poured the stream water from the creek on the road, poured it into the pot, and then used a fire sickle to light the fire, and then used a wooden basin to bring the fish outside the house to clean it.

When the fish soup in the pot is thick, put the coarse salt in the salt shaker on the stove, and then stew for a while, directly with a wooden spoon in the bowl, a pot of salty and fragrant silver carp soup is slowly eaten by him.

It's just that Zhang Fan didn't clean the stove, under the madness of three months, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he urgently needed to recuperate.

The early morning sun shone through the wooden planks on Zhang Fan's face, and his face was full of tears. The breeze at night did not bring him good dreams, and the sorrow of leaving home came to a dream. In the dream, he returned to his hometown.

still remembers that spring, he and his wife Xiaolou met for the first time. The yellow skirt is plain and the makeup is light, the jade hairpin is hanging obliquely and the lotus step is light, where the heart is moving, the heart is strong, the rivers and lakes have been ten years, and the capital is farewell with a smile. From now on, the sword should not move, the fields will be diligent, the bamboo forest will play music, the peach blossoms will leak in the busy spring, and the rivers and lakes will laugh and talk.

I still remember that the bright moon was there at that time, and I returned from the clouds. I still remember that people about after dusk, the moon on the willow tops. I still remember that the candles in the west window were cut together, and Bashan listened to the night rain. I still remember that the river moon is moving and the spring breeze is warm, and the children are crying in the middle of the lake at the beginning. I still remember that the bamboo forest creek sits on the stones, and the breeze blows on the face to talk about agriculture and mulberry.

At that time, the days were so pleasant, there was the love of parents, the love of husband and wife, and the children around their knees, but I didn't know when I would be able to go back.

Finally, a wolf howl woke Zhang Fan from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the cabin, the gentle whispers of his wife in the dream, the pure teaching of his parents, and the knees of his children all left him.

Zhang Fan sighed again, turned over and sat up, and felt the condition of his body. His body had been devastated for three months, and he was so damaged that he was afraid that he would not be able to recover in a few days, and it seemed that he would need to stay here for a little longer.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan looked at the wooden house again, the wooden house was not big, only the size of a zhang, but the cooking utensils were complete. There is a stream behind the house, there are wild beasts in the mountains, and the hut is in the cemetery, so no one will come to disturb it, it will be a particularly clean place, but there is not much salt, and I am afraid that I need to find some in recent days, but in a few days, I think my body can recover seventy or eighty.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan went to the creek again to catch a few silver carp, boiled fish soup, and put in some brown rice that had been found yesterday, and he ate a meal full of fragrant silver carp rice.

After eating, Zhang Fan cleaned the cooking utensils again, and then sat on the low couch to sort out his thoughts and think about his future cultivation. This world is mainly based on cultivation, but it requires cultivation qualifications, and if you don't have cultivation qualifications or have low cultivation qualifications, you can take the path of refining your body if you endure hardships. Because of the relationship between Qin Qiong and his inheritance beads, Zhang Fan is no stranger to the way of refining the body, and even understands it very well.

At that moment, Zhang Fan picked up the body refining technique practiced by Qin Qiong in the Qin Qiong inheritance bead, this skill is called "Forging Bone Technique", and the name of the exercise is even ordinary, but since Qin Qiong can cultivate the Yi Jin Realm, it will not be easy to come to this exercise.

It was only when Zhang Fan discovered the exercise as soon as he picked it up, and he found that he was extremely familiar with this exercise. When the luck exercise, his internal strength also followed, slowly invading the body, and in a moment, he had entered the ordinary realm. Zhang Fan had to be pleasantly surprised, being able to enter the ordinary realm indicated that his path of physical cultivation had begun. Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, feeling that his strength was at least three percent greater than before, and he shook his fist again, feeling that the skin defense on his arm had also increased a lot, "Forging Body Technique" is indeed extraordinary, just cultivating to the ordinary realm has such an effect.

It's just that when the refining body reaches the realm of the Tong Pulse, the internal force runs in the meridians and consumes a lot, and it has reached the edge of exhaustion. Zhang Fan had to stop the cultivation of the "Body Forging Technique" and meditate to restore his internal strength.

The noon sun shone on the wooden house, Zhang Fan sorted out the memory of the exercises in his mind while pranayama, and the inheritance bead was not only a kind of body refining technique in the "Body Forging Technique", but also some body refining skills, explosive exercises. Suddenly, Zhang Fan found an exercise in the depths of his mind, called "Mochizuki Daodian", Zhang Fan was sure that he must not have seen it in the inheritance bead before.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan vaguely remembered that when he left the Moon Sect Square, Situ Nan released a ray of light and disappeared on himself, could it be him. And this exercise is called "Mochizuki Taoist Canon", with the word "Wangyue", and the only one who can be involved with Mochizuki is the Mochizuki Sect.

It's just that why Situ Nan gave himself, he was already crazy at that time. was driven crazy by Situ Nan's behavior, and he still doesn't understand why Situ Nan and them did this. Sooner or later, I have to go back to Situ Nan to ask for an understanding, but at this time, I should try to increase my strength as much as possible, maybe cultivating the "Mochizuki Dao Canon" is also a choice, thinking of this, Zhang Fan once again sank his mind into his thoughts and began to comprehend the "Mochizuki Treasure Book".

To be continued...