Chen Chu turned around slowly, his eyes carefully distinguished the soul of each person, and finally swept out with a sword, and the heads of the mountain bandits at the scene flew up like rape flowers, and blood rained down!

White Bird Mountain, there is only one way to go up and down the mountain, other places are cliffs, nine deaths, the mountain bandits panicked, overturned the brazier, panicked, fell down the mountain and died several ......

The Sword of Finality dragged slowly on the ground.

Every time it streaked a cold light in the air, a human head hit the ground.

The mountain bandits had long lost the courage to fight, and they were crowded and wanted to escape, but Chen Chu was walking behind, the speed was not fast, and they could cut people......

This night.

The fire of Shiratori Mountain soared into the sky, black smoke reached into the sky, and the night sky could be seen red for dozens of miles.

The next day, at the foot of the mountain, the three women who were tied up the mountain knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The fairy is very kind, and the folk girl can't repay it, I hope to follow the fairy to be a maid who brings tea and water......"

Chen Qiqi looked at the three frightened women, whose husbands and fathers were both businessmen, who had been killed by the White Bird Village, and now they were the only ones left, and it was inevitable that they would panic about the future. He groaned for a while, took out three runes and handed them to the three women: "This is the Yang Fire Talisman, pinch the talisman head, feel the fingertips heat, and shout 'Go' to spew out raging fire from the talisman!"

Poor Dao Xianyun Yehe is used to being alone, these three runes you take self-defense, each can be used three times, and when you run out, it will turn into ashes, remember, you must not use it unless you have to......"

The women knew that they really couldn't stay, so they kowtowed three times, and when they raised their heads again, there was no trace of Chen Chu.

On the mountain road, Chen Chu changed into a new set of clothes, threw the bloody clothes on the side of the road at will, and walked towards the sky with a fish belly, he took out a fruit full of aura from the bag sent by Bai Wuchang and gnawed on it, his muscles and veins were cold, as if ice water was flowing in his veins.

Black Bean smelled the smell and poked his head out of his pocket and meowed twice.

Chen Chu smiled, cut a small piece with a knife and handed it over, this kitten is also knowledgeable, and after licking a few times, he began to gobble it up......

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the head of the black bean: "The life span of cats is very short, we don't know how long we can stay together, but with you by our side, cultivating immortals is not too lonely......"

Heidou seemed to understand Chen Chuchu's words, and was unconvinced, and gently bit his palm, leaving a shallow trace, and hissed twice, indicating that he didn't like to hear it.

Chen Chuchu laughed and said: "You are a little bit of a grudge, even if I said the wrong thing, now there are strong enemies inside and outside the world, and I may not be able to say before I die." ”

Heidou curled up his body in his pocket, rubbed it hard, and made a clipping sound, as if he apologized to Chen Chuchu......

In the following time, Chen Qiqi searched for treasure land to cultivate according to Yan Yangzi's scroll, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly pushed forward to the cultivation realm......

Cultivating immortals has no nails.

Baiyun Canggou, when he came back to his senses, ten years passed.

Chen came out of the hidden cave of a mountain, came to a river, looked at the people reflected in the water, couldn't help but smile, and held the river water with both hands to clean up.

The Taoist robe he wore when he cultivated was also stained with dust.

Black Bean jumped out of his pocket, it was a cat that was not afraid of water, paddling happily, and caught a crab to show off, but soon the crab caught his nose and screamed in pain......

The growth rate of this cat seems to be very slow, ten years have passed, and it is only a little bigger, I don't know if it is the reason for eating the treasure of heaven and earth, or the long-term follow-up of absorbing the aura by his side, in short, it can live for a long time, and it is also what Chen Chu wants. After ten years of getting along, the cat has become smarter and smarter, can understand what he says, and can even do small things.

This is the world of chatting.

There are so many things that become essences, and it doesn't seem too much for cats to be smart......

After ten years of practice, it's time to enter the WTO and take a look at the red dust.

Chen Chu changed into a clean robe, habitually stuffed black beans into his pocket, and walked in a random direction, unconsciously walking to a village.

The village is not small.

Looking at the number of houses, there are at least more than 400 people.

Chen Chuchu didn't know where he should go, and to what extent the so-called heart refining should go, but he only knew that the aura of heaven and earth was gradually thinning as Bai Wuchang said.

He walked into the village, it was the morning, many people carried hoes and walked out, one of them saw Chen Chuchu's dress, his face flashed with panic, and he hurriedly hugged his fists and said respectfully: "The Taoist chief came to our Zhangjia Village, but the Taoist temple needs incense?" ”

In the ten years on the mountain, Chen's initial face has not changed much, but his beard has grown a lot......

He didn't know what the villager was flustered about, and he was a little confused: "The poor road has traveled here, and there is no Taoist temple, if it is convenient for the owner, just give some gruel and dry food." ”

The aura of heaven and earth was incorporated into the body, at the beginning of ten days, then two months, then half a year, another year, five years, he had reached the point of Bigu, it had been five years since the last time he ate, and there was no hunger in his stomach. But the smoke in the chimneys of every house in the village emits a faint smell, and I still want to try it.

The person who spoke to Chen Qiqi was an old man in his fifties, and when he heard that it was a Taoist priest from other places, the horror in his eyes dissipated a lot.

He handed the hoe to the man next to him: "Ah Zhuang, take the hoe to the mountain, I will use it later when I go up the mountain to hoe, don't lose it, I will take this Taoist chief to the house to sit first......"

There were five or six men who came out with the old man, probably because of the long time in the mountains, the wind and the sun, the skin was as dark as bronze, the body was dry and thin, and there seemed to be a trace of fear of Chen Chuchu, only the old man was talking at the head and tail, they just stood there without saying a word.

Chen Chuchu followed the old man to a bungalow, there was a small fence yard at the door to plant some vegetables, there was a twenty-five or sixteen-looking woman watering vegetables, she saw the old man with a Taoist priest walked in, his hand shook, and the scoop used to water vegetables fell to the ground, she picked it up in a panic and quickly stood aside.

The old man smiled awkwardly at Chen Chuchu, looked at the woman and said, "Alan, give the Taoist a pot of porridge and two plates of fresh vegetables." ”

The woman lowered her head and snorted, and hurried to the house......

Chen Chuchu's mind was full of question marks, and after a brief communication, he learned that the old man's name was Zhang Fengshou, and the village called him Lao Fengshou, living with his son and daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law of the old harvest quickly cooked the porridge, and there were two plates of stewed vegetables, but there was no oil to be seen, more like it was stewed directly in plain water.

Chen Qiqi sat down at the table, picked up a wooden spoon and drank a mouthful of gruel, and then picked up chopsticks and put the green vegetables in his mouth, it was really stewed cabbage in white water...... He could hear the sound of the old harvest daughter-in-law scraping the rice jar with a spoon, even if the days were so hard, he still cooked this bowl of "gruel" that was not thin, and the hospitality was touching......

(End of chapter)