There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, but this separation came too quickly.

Zhang Ling turned the sentimentality of parting into strength, and he crossed several mountains without resting until it was dark, and only after dark did he find a place to shelter from the rain and settle down, and after cleaning up, Zhang Ling put down the old man who was drinking, planning to rest for one night and make plans the next day.

It was dark, and the moon in the sky was bright, probably because there were no stars.

A kind of beauty that is only self-respecting.

The howl of the beast from time to time echoed throughout the mountain, Zhang Ling did not dare to rest in the cave, lying alone on the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, looking at the moon in the sky, Wei Fatzi was not around, suddenly there was a sense of loneliness, although he had been marching for many years, he thought that he had already been accustomed to this loneliness, and he couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly, he began to feel a little homesick at the moment.

"What a Bright Moon"

I don't know when, the old man has woken up, and sat opposite Zhang Ling, leaning on the stone wall like Zhang Ling and looking at the moon in the sky!

"Old man, are you awake?" Zhang Ling did not fluctuate much.

"Well, boy, where do you want to go next?" the old man adjusted, still very weak.

"Hmm, go to the Ying Palace," Zhang Ling replied quickly

"Hey, boy, it's still me, it's okay to be a dead fat man, there's nothing to be a king in Youzhou at all" The old man said disdainfully

"Hey, don't you believe it, this jade pendant" Zhang Ling took out the jade pendant again and shook it

"Phew, you stinky boy, when I'm old and confused, I've been in Youzhou for a few years, and there is no Ying Wangfu at all" The old man glared

Zhang Ling shrugged, squeezed out a reluctant smile, and said, "I can't fool you, there is really no Ying Wangfu, this jade pendant is my trophy on the battlefield, it looks good, so I left it until now, I didn't expect it to come in handy"

Yaoyao, the old man of the wine, sighed and said, "Your trick is really not clever"

"At least I deceived the fat man, hehe"

"That fat man is as fat as a pig, but he is as fine as a monkey, he just doesn't want to be a burden to you," the old man exhaled

"I hope he can return to the Medicine King Valley safely," Zhang Ling looked at the moon and said

"Don't worry, that guy is not like a short-lived person, but think more about yourself, when you look back, it's really that time, you remember that life matters, I've lived for decades and lived enough, you're still young" The old man also looked at the moon and said slowly

"What I promised, I will definitely do" Zhang Ling's eyes were firm

Looking at the other party's serious expression, the old man was noncommittal, and then asked

"So what do you want to do next?"

"I want to bypass that river!" Zhang Ling said lightly

"Hahaha...... Ahem"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and he couldn't breathe a little when he laughed!

Zhang Ling did not speak.

"This river runs through the whole of Daluan, if we want to bypass it, we have to pass through Xilie and Shangyang"

"I know!"

looked at Zhang Ling with a serious expression. The old man also fell silent.

At this moment, the boy's stubbornness is very similar to that person!

The old man looked up at the sky.

Silent!

Quiescence!

After a long time, the old man got up and went back to lie down and sleep

"Tomorrow, we will go south, and there will be a temple about three days away, which will save us from safety."

"Temple?"

"Unkeiji Temple"

Talking about wine, the old man went back to the cave and lay down!

Zhang Ling didn't ask too much, but meditated at the entrance of the cave.

Day 2.

The sky was bright. There was a heavy fog in the mountains.

Zhang Ling got up and used the old man's gourd to collect some dew.

When he came back, he looked at the old man who was still sleeping in the cave, and Zhang Ling didn't bother.

Zhang Ling, who had rested for a night, recovered his spirits. At this time, he was full of energy and practiced boxing outside the entrance of the cave.

"It's nice to be young"

I don't know when the old man had woken up, half-lying down and watching Zhang Ling play boxing, beating the tiger and the tiger. Looking at the vigor of the dragon, the old man couldn't help but say with envy

Zhang Ling stopped embarrassedly and said, "It's okay to get up, just exercise casually"

As he spoke, he stretched his shoulders and bowed his waist. I felt a little ashamed of playing a big axe in front of Luban, so as to cover it up.

The old man got up and walked up to Zhang Ling and said, "The inner boxing method says: for people one out of ten, for seven or eight out of ten, so the focus is on self-cultivation, and the set of boxing you just played, wide open and closed, the end is extremely strong, but it lacks some aura, resulting in falling inferior."

said that he learned the number of ways Zhang Ling had just boxed and played a set, but the old man was weak and did not show the fierceness of his fists, but it gave people a sense of softness.

Zhang Ling knew that it was the old man who was pointing him out, a serious observer.

When the old man had finished drinking, he stopped and asked, "How is it?"

Zhang Ling was puzzled, "What you fight and what I fight look like the same boxing, but there are two feelings, I fight fiercely, without a trace of softness, while you fight without a trace of fierceness, it is completely a sense of weakness, but you can feel a flexibility"

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "The perception is not bad, what I say to you is the flexibility of the boxing, the outer boxing pays attention to strength and speed, that is, the strength and speed are strong, the speed is fast, the reaction is agile, and the changes are varied, but the inner boxing pays attention to softness, the intention is not forceful, four or two dial a thousand catties, pay attention to static braking, overcome rigidity with softness, fight slow with fast, and fight hard with soft, so don't blindly be strong, rigidity and softness are the best boxing methods"

Zhang Ling thoughtfully imitated the old man's technique just now, as if he had an understanding.

The old man drank the water in the gourd, and said secretly, "This kid has a bit of understanding, although he can't compare to the roots of the talented, but with this perseverance, he may not be able to achieve something."

Zhang Ling practiced for another half an hour, and when the fog cleared a little, the two of them simply cleaned up and rushed to Yunxi Temple.

......

They did this for three days.

Although he carried the old man with wine on his back along the way, he gained a lot, not only the guidance of the old man, but also the rush along the way, which made Zhang Ling's weak internal force condense.

To the south, it was already flat, and after walking for three days, it had already left the mountain range, and there was no cave to settle in.

Looking at the darkening sky, Zhang Ling said in his heart

"We've been heading south for three days, so I guess those killers won't be chasing after us."

The old man's body and bones became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't stop trembling because of the burning that day, so Zhang Ling had to go to the town to find a doctor to grab some medicine.

However, he still underestimated the power of the Nine Killing Palace.

The silent night seems noisy at the moment.

A signal arrow hissed through the night sky. Rising high into the air, it gradually loses its strength, and then bursts in the air, leaving a sparkling fire. Prolonged.

The signal of the Nine Killings Temple!

All the way south without looking back.

Zhang Ling carried the old man with wine on his back and ran wildly all the way.

The old man naturally understands what is happening!

The village behind him, farther and farther away.

Zhang Ling ran too fast, wanting to take advantage of the night to escape the pursuit.

In this way, I ran all the way for twenty or thirty miles. There is a faint white fish belly in the east.

It's almost dawn.

Losing the shelter of the night, Zhang Ling didn't dare to stay, and after a short rest, he began to run out again.

The killers of the Nine Killing Palace, after seeing the signal arrow, quickly gathered and moved closer to the method of the signal arrow.