Mount Ananda, in the middle of a snow-covered jungle.

A huge stag with a red body and a head with branches was licking the ice on the rocks with its head down.

The stag is nearly five meters tall and more than eight meters long, with strong muscles and tight fur covered with faint white moire.

It was emitting a wave of heat from it.

Just get closer, and the snow and ice around you have already begun to melt.

Before the goose feather snow fell to the ground, it was evaporated by the stag's furnace-like heat, turned into curling white smoke, and flew into the air.

The huge male stag, which is more than eight meters long, walks in the cloud jungle, with an elegant posture and an indifferent gaze, which looks sacred and abnormal.

Hiss!

But right now.

The quiet and sacred atmosphere was shattered by the sudden sound of breaking through the air.

The stag that was drinking the snow with his head down looked up sharply, looking around, and before it could react.

The clouds roll.

A large hand covered with snow-white bone armor suddenly pierced out of it.

Firmly grasping the slender neck of the buck, the five fingers as thick as copper pillars were forced.

The stag struggled violently, spitting flames from its mouth and nose and letting out a panicked wail, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not escape from the confinement of the big hand.

Click.

The palm of the hand is pressed again.

The stag's neck was broken like a branch.

The moire on its body gradually dimmed, and the bright light in its pupils disappeared.

Call!

Heavy breathing.

Su Heng's huge figure more than four meters tall gradually emerged from the clouds, his body was covered with a layer of heavy white bone armor, like a demon wandering in the wilderness.

"It's a bit of strength."

Su Heng looked down at the red buck in a little surprise.

He crouched on the ground, stretched out his large hand, and threw the stag's body away, removing a heart the size of a basin.

Nor chewing.

Just open your mouth, tilt your head and swallow it all.

Putting the carcass of the red stag aside, Su Heng continued to search for it in this mountain forest.

With the assistance of the heavy pupil, coupled with the improvement brought about by dozens of blood refining, Su Heng's five senses had already improved to an almost inhuman level, and he had already found what he wanted in less than tea time.

Under a dead black ancient tree.

In the white snow, only one place was blank, and there was no snow cover.

On the dry and hard ground, seven or eight crimson weeds grew tenaciously, and the heat of the flame radiated from the blades of grass, even causing the air to twist slightly.

"The legendary Xuanyang Grass, that's right."

Su Heng showed a happy look on his face, and directly dug out the whole piece of Xuanyang Grass with the black soil below.

Then swallow it in one gulp.

Once the Xuanyang grass leaves the ground where it grows, the medicinal properties will begin to be lost.

In this way, the essence of it can be completely preserved. As for a little dirt, it was really nothing to Su Heng.

Now the times are in turmoil.

Some poor families can eat the soil in order to fill their stomachs.

Not to mention a martial artist with a strong physique like Su Heng.

Boom!

With the undulation of the Adam's apple.

The hot Xuanyang grass mixed with the earthy smell of dirt was swallowed by Su Heng in one gulp.

Su Heng's face gradually turned red, and he felt that he didn't feel like he was swallowing some kind of herb, but swallowing a mouthful of red-hot soldering iron. The hot sensation ran down the throat and spread to the lower abdomen before it exploded.

Rao is Su Heng's physique is amazing.

In the process, he actually suffered some injuries.

His throat became hoarse, and he was a little speechless.

"Whew!"

Su Heng plucked a large handful of snow from the canopy, raised his head and swallowed it, only then did he feel a little more comfortable in his throat.

"The medicinal power of Xuanyang Grass is really worthy of its name, but how much it will help the cultivation of the daily recipe still needs to be verified... I'm not in a hurry now, I'll talk about it when I get back first. ”

Tear off a large piece of flesh from the stag's body and take it on his body as dry food on the road.

Su Heng immediately dodged and left from Ananda Mountain.

……

The clock ticked into the evening.

Su Heng ran out of the mountain road for more than 100 kilometers in one go, and a dilapidated land temple stood in front of him in the dead mountain forest.

The heavy snowfall for many days had stopped at this time.

But there was still a thick layer of leaden ash clouds in the sky, obscuring the sunlight, and the surrounding environment was dim, and the roar of a beast could be heard in the snow in the distance, which sounded incomparably penetrating.

Su Heng was not afraid of these beasts that went out to hunt at night.

But after running all day straight, I also felt hungry in my stomach.

"It's good to take a rest in the old temple now."

He has been thinking about how to improve his strength as soon as possible these days and face the grandmaster. But I couldn't think of any exact way, and I was depressed.

Now I go out and go on a trip, after running all the way.

The originally depressed thoughts were much more relaxed.

Strange to say.

Su Heng carried a stag thigh in his hand and ran in the ice and snow for most of the day.

But now, the flesh and blood on this thigh is still fresh, and there are still subtle blood seeping out of the muscles, fresh as if it has just been cut from the stag, without the slightest frost and freezing.

Come to the abandoned Land Temple.

A majestic statue holding a copper whip suddenly appeared in front of him.

Unfortunately, it seems that because of his age, the head of the idol fell to the ground, covered with dust, and it was completely unrecognizable.

The land temple is also a dilapidated scene, with dust and cobwebs everywhere in the corners, and some messy debris and even sun-dried feces.

Su Heng didn't ask for much.

He first supported his stove with stones, then chopped off the head of the idol and lit a bonfire.

Slice the stag's thigh meat into slices with its bony claws and place it on a blazing red bonfire, where the melted fat slumps into a sweet and greasy aroma that makes your fingers flutter with a snorting sound.

Remove the spices you bring with you and sprinkle a little over the sliced roast.

Less than half an hour.

A good dinner has already been prepared.

Call!

A cold wind blew outside the land temple.

The heavy snow, which had just lasted for a short time, fell again one after another.

Su Heng was just about to get up and close the door of the temple, but before he could think about it, he looked down and saw a bad old man with a thin figure and a shabby robe appear in front of him.

The man was thin-looking, with half-gray and half-gray dry hair tied into a bun at the back of his head.

The gray robe was patched, and it looked dusty, but there was no trace of wetness.

When the old Taoist priest saw Su Heng, he didn't feel afraid.

With a smile on his face, after looking up and down, he spoke: "The young man is so good, it's cold outside, can you let the bad old man hide in the temple." ”

"Absolutely."

Su Heng groaned slightly, and turned his body sideways to dodge.

In such bad weather, the old man wore a thin robe and hurried outside, and he looked like his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Even if you think with your toes, you are definitely a very rare master.

Click!

The old Taoist priest looked familiar.

He closed the door of the Land Temple with his backhand, and sat cross-legged opposite Su Heng.

He took a dry pancake from his bosom and baked it on the fire, tore it open with his fingers like chicken feet, and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, the old Taoist priest looked at the stag meat that Su Heng put on the stone.

Although Su Heng protects food, he is not a hard-hearted person.

Being looked at like this by the old Taoist priest, he felt a little furious in his heart, so he took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to come and eat?" ”

"Since the young man took the initiative to invite..."

The old Taoist priest rubbed his hands, looked at the venison on the stone stove with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm not welcome to that bad old man." ”

The old Taoist priest in front of him was as thin as a bamboo pole.

But I didn't think about it, but the amount of food was amazing.

Like a whirlwind of clouds, large pieces of roasted venison were swept away and swallowed by the old Taoist priest.

Su Heng's fingers hung in the air, looking at the bare thigh bones on his hands, tilting his head, and looking at the old Taoist priest in front of him speechlessly.

The old Taoist priest didn't know it, stretched his waist, touched his belly and sighed, "It's been a long time since I've eaten such a delicious meal, thank you Shaoxia for your hospitality." ”

"It's just..."

The old Taoist priest blinked.

took out a worn-out porcelain bowl full of cracks from his arms and handed it to Su Heng.

"I eat too much and I am too tired, so I have to drink some water to moisten my throat." The old Taoist priest said politely: "On the northeast side of Xiaoquan Mountain, there is a hot spring called Longyin, the spring water tastes sweet and sweet, and it does not freeze all year round, can you bother the young man to help you go?" ”

You old guy don't want to make an inch... Su Heng couldn't stand it a little by this old Taoist.

But when he saw the eyes of the old Taoist, his original anger cooled down instantly.

The old Taoist's pupils were dark, constantly spinning, like a whirlpool devouring souls.

Su Heng calmed down.

He thought about it for a while, and nodded slightly stiffly: "It's okay." ”

He stretched out his hand to take the old porcelain bowl in the old Taoist priest's hand, and as soon as he started it, he noticed that the porcelain bowl was unusual.

This porcelain bowl, I don't know what material it is made of, is hard to the touch, but it is light and fluttering like a cloud, without the slightest weight, which is extremely weird.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

Su Heng got up and walked towards the door.

When he was about to leave the mountain temple, the old and melodious voice of the old Taoist priest came from behind him again.

"If the spring freezes, don't come back. Besides, there are gods three feet above the head, and there is such a thing as using a god statue to make a fire, Xiaoyou still don't have to do it again in the future, if the immortals above don't like it, hehehe, it's not good after all. ”

Su Heng didn't reply.

The tall figure disappeared into the snow curtain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Su Heng raised his hand and shook off the snow on his shoulders.

After running wildly, he had come to the hot spring of Xiaoquan Mountain Longyin that the old Taoist priest said.

In front of me, in the midst of the earthy yellow mountain col lined with rocks, pale white spring water gushed out from the cracks in the stones, and gathered into a waterhole of more than 100 square meters on the sunken ground.

White mist curls over the waterhole, and heat waves roll.

Just getting close to it makes people feel comfortable, making this spring water look extraordinary.

"What was the origin of that old Taoist priest just now?" Su Heng recalled the details of what happened in the mountain temple, his brows furrowed, and his heart was full of doubts, "However, now that the hot spring in the waterhole is rolling and there is no freezing, will I have to go back again later?" ”

Su Heng was a little entangled.

"Forget it, let's taste the spring water first!"

He put these questions aside, came to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and scooped water from the hot spring with the porcelain bowl that the old Taoist priest had given him.

I never thought about it.

Laugh at!

The porcelain bowl in his hand and the spring water just touched.

It dispersed in an instant, turning into a dark and cold mist.

The fog rolled like tidal waves, sweeping in all directions.

With a clattering sound, a thick black ice cube appeared on the surface of the water, quickly twisting and spreading, and it took a few breaths to freeze the spring.

"What the hell!?"

Su Heng got up suddenly, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

I was so stunned that I almost forgot to breathe.

"The porcelain bowl just now seems to be condensed with strength, no wonder I didn't feel the slightest weight when I touched it just now..."The more Su Heng thought about it, the more he felt the horror of the old Taoist's methods, "This part of the strength, after being out of the body for so long, can still exert such a miraculous power." How terrifying would it be if this man did it with all his might? ”

"Which grandmaster in Yunzhou Mansion is this, why don't I have any impression at all!?"

Su Heng felt that his mind was in chaos.

In Yunzhou Mansion, there is a martial arts gold list that circulates abroad. It contains information about the grandmasters and top martial artists, but its credibility is questionable. At least, as far as Su Heng knew.

There is no information on the martial arts gold list, the old man Mo, the hidden grandmaster.

Moreover, the description of Liu Qingqing, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, is not appropriate at all.

In the description of the martial arts gold list, Liu Qingqing is a two-meter man with a swallow jaw and a tiger neck, and his image is very different from his own image. I don't know what Liu Qingqing thought in his heart when he saw the martial arts gold list.

"The water in Yunzhou Mansion is still deep..."Su Heng sighed.

He realized that the Taoist master was obviously warning himself not to return, could it be that he might encounter some calamity?

Su Heng's thoughts were chaotic, but he didn't have the idea of going back to see if he died. After lingering by the waterhole for a while, Su Heng made a big circle, set off again, and rushed back in the direction of Qixian.

……

Abandoned mountain temple.

The old Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the ground, scratching his dirty soles with one hand and cleaning the remaining flesh from his teeth with the other.

Bang!

After Su Heng left, it didn't take long.

With a cold wind blowing, the door opens.

In the snow.

Two burly figures appeared in the middle of the doorway.

The former walks with an extraordinary bearing. The latter has gray hair and a sharp gaze. It was Chu Tianhu and Jian Jiuzhou.

Jian Jiuzhou followed behind Chu Tianhu, looked twice at the mountain temple, and suddenly showed an unbelievable look on his face, and said incredulously: "Pure Yangzi, it's been more than a hundred years, I didn't expect you, an old immortal, to be still alive!?" ”

"You say that I am immortal when I am old, if I die in front of you, wouldn't it be very shameless."

was scolded for not dying.

The sloppy Taoist was not annoyed, and pulled out a dark red shredded shredded flesh from between his teeth, and flicked his fingers into the flames.

The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his voice was getting a little colder, blending with the wind and snow outside, "Say, two, from the barren mountains and mountains, what's the matter with me, this bad old man?" ”

(End of chapter)