Over the years, the valley has been cold and dry, but there is no change of seasons.

Xiao Fan picks fruits and fishes every day, the true qi in his body does not swell, but he also lives freely, he plays with the monkey when he has nothing to do, the yellow-haired little monkey will come to eat and drink on time every time he opens the stove, sometimes he brings some unknown fruits, sometimes he takes one or two trunk branches and leaves, but the branches with engraved words have never been brought.

On this day, Xiao Fan forked a white fish again, thinking of the practice of calling the flower chicken, so he found a few leaves to wrap the white fish, and then wrapped it in wet mud, and roasted it for a long time on the charcoal fire, and when the aroma overflowed from the mud, it was knocked open, and the little monkey was already obediently waiting beside him.

It was already extremely familiar with Xiao Fan, and without waiting for Xiao Fan to start, he yelled and tore off the fish and ate it.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Hey, aren't you too hot?"

The little monkey chirped and gestured, continued to gnaw, and threw Xiao Fan a dry leaf.

This leaf is dry and yellow, but there is no meaning of decay, the surface is full of holes, Xiao Fan took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and suddenly looked down to see that the light passed through the small holes to form a few big characters, and a few sentences of mental summary.

Xiao Fan was very curious, if the first lettering branch was a coincidence, it was not accidental to have two in a row, where did these things come from? He picked up the leaves and shook them in front of the little monkey's eyes, the little monkey stared and chirped and didn't know what to say, Xiao Fan patiently asked over and over again, "Leaves.... Where did it come from?" and so on dozens of times, after all, it is a beast, and it is impossible to understand anything more than the instinct to eat and drink.

Xiao Fan had an idea, raised the leaves above his head, and danced with his hands, the little monkey really understood, turned in a circle, and pointed to the direction of the halfway point of the snow peak.

Now it's Xiao Fan's turn to stare, the snow peak is towering into the clouds, even if it is halfway up the mountain, it is not easy to climb, and there is an abyss under the slightest difference, how can he still live?

Xiao Fan was hesitant, he thought to himself, what if I really find the lower half of the Xuan Sutra, I am not trapped in this valley surrounded by steep peaks on all sides, and I can't get out.

Thinking of this, I don't force it anymore, the years in the valley are growing, Xiao Fan picks wild fruits every day, catches some snow chicken squirrels to make delicious, but also carefree, free, the little monkey still has to come to eat every meal, a long year, actually brought a lot of lettering things, Xiao Fan read those light words when he was idle, but the true qi in the body has never swelled again in a year, and I don't know if it is caused by the environment of the valley itself, or the mental method of the east and west sentences has played a role.

On this day, Xiao Fan was dealing with the two grouseways he caught, the yellow monkey suddenly chirped and screamed, Xiao Fan listened to its tone very anxious, followed the reputation, only to see a colorful snake out of nowhere, spitting out letters, with a round head, half of his body standing upright on the treetops staring at the little monkey.

Xiao Fan hurriedly rushed over, the monkey saw him coming, went down, jumped into his arms, the big snake followed and pounced, Xiao Fan didn't have time to think about it, he jumped hard, and jumped up four or five feet high.

The big snake pounced in the air, naturally unwilling, raised his head and was about to look for prey, Xiao Fan fell from the sky and grabbed seven inches, pinched his hand hard, and the snake fell softly.

"Huh?" Xiao Fan exclaimed, "Just now.... How did you jump so high?"

He didn't know that the mental method had already been practiced by him for three or four years in the past year, but it was caused by the potential between life and death, Xiao Fan stood and kicked hard, and flew up five or six feet.

Xiao Fan was really happy now, even so, it seemed that it was not impossible to be halfway up the snowy mountain...