The valley is quiet and tranquil, with babbling water and lush trees.

Dugu Feng held a wooden stick, his eyes slightly closed, and he felt the method of using his power when the green snake struck a blow.

Unconsciously, the sword intent became stronger, and changes were also taking place in the body.

The shallow true qi that existed in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the faint true power that was free in the blood were slowly disappearing, and they were replaced by a pure power, a pure power that existed in the blood, weak but very true

Dugu Feng swung out a stick and struck it on the trunk of the tree. With a "bang", the trunk trembled slightly, the wooden stick was bounced away, and Dugufeng only felt his wrist numb.

Needless to say, this blow failed, but Dugufeng saw hope.

The power of this blow has indeed become stronger.

After that, Dugufeng stood with a stick in his hand again, and felt the method of using his strength when the green snake struck a blow.

The stick struck the trunk a second time and was bounced off again.

With perseverance, the stick struck the trunk for the third time......

......

Every time he made a move, Dugufeng was calm and went all out.

In the face of repeated failures, he treated it indifferently and did not stop until blood oozed from the tiger's mouth.

Bandage wounds, light fires, catch fish......

A faint glow of fire reflected on his face, and a burst of warmth welled up in his heart.

The feeling is familiar.

Dugufeng looked at a pool of green water, looked at the stream, looked at the grass and trees here, and a long-sealed memory was evoked.

That year, Dugufeng was only ten years old, and Ning Xueer was only eight years old. It was also early spring, and the two of them went to the back mountain to play, intoxicated by the endless spring and couldn't extricate themselves.

Two flower butterflies are chasing and playing, so unhappy.

Ning Xue'er was chasing flowers and butterflies, and Dugu Feng was chasing Ning Xue'er, just running as much as she wanted, regardless of it.

Suddenly, Ning Xue'er stepped on the air and fell off the cliff.

"Senior brother......" Ning Xue'er exclaimed.

"Cher......" voice is heartbreaking.

Dugu Feng was desperate and jumped off the cliff.

In mid-air, Ning Xue'er looked at Dugu Feng, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.

Dugu Feng was anxious and angry, as if he was infected by Ning Xue'er, and he even smirked.

Sometimes, love is an instinct that transcends life and death.

There is a kind of emotion, which freezes eternity in an instant.

In this way, a pair of young men and women looked at each other in pairs, and innocent love instantly took root in their hearts. At this moment, they have forgotten about life and death.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

They fell into Shui Zheng one after another

There was no danger, and they were safe and sound.

The trees are lush and green, the grass is abundant, and the clear water of the pool reflects the green hills, which is quiet and silent.

They don't know how to get back.

It's getting late, and they don't want to get lost in the night, so they can only stay here.

Perhaps, they just want to quietly savor the wonderful feeling.

"Gollum!" Ning Xue'er's stomach screamed.

"Gollum!" Dugufeng's stomach also screamed.

They looked at each other and smiled without the slightest embarrassment.

Dugufeng said casually: "Xue'er, I'll catch fish, and you will make a fire." ”

"Hmm!" Ning Xue'er nodded slightly.

In the hazy night, the faint firelight reflected on his face, and a burst of warmth welled up in his heart.

......

This memory has been in the dust for a long time.

In the evening light of Lishan, Ning Xue'er left quietly, and Dugufeng's heart also died.

Some memories are not forgotten, but unwilling to touch.

The fish has been scorched, but Dugu Feng has not realized it, and tears have moistened his clothes.

The silent night, the bright moonlight, and the slight cold breeze brought a touch of comfort to the tormented people.

In the depths of Lishan, Jin Wushu, Yanshan and Meng Tian quietly hid in the trees

This was their fifth night deep into the depths of Lishan.

Dry food and water can only be eaten in the same amount, and my lips are already a little chapped.

However, they had no choice but to suffer in silence.

Unconsciously, the sunlight sprinkled on the three of them through the gaps in the leaves, warm and comfortable.

They opened their eyes, looked up, and froze.

Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees, the fragrant grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful...... The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy.

The vision is the same as what Tao Yuanming described in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", it is simply a paradise.

Surprise, yearning, and then regret.

Meng Tian asked Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Brother Yan, the Taoist Sect has a paradise, why is it not satisfied?"

Yan Shan also said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Li Jinshan is a descendant of Li Tang, and he wants to revive the majesty of the Tang Dynasty, this is his choice." ”

Meng Tian seemed to understand, and asked again: "Will the Jin army come to attack here?"

Yanshan nodded his head.

Meng Tian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Will the Jin Army let go of the innocent people here?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly.

Meng Tian thought about something, but didn't speak.

Perhaps in the near future, this paradise will be a river of blood and turn into a purgatory on earth, and the hundreds of years of operation of the Taoist Sect will be destroyed.

Yan Shan also couldn't bear it, but he wouldn't stop it. He knew that to be merciful to his enemies was to be cruel to himself. When a choice is made, there must be a price.

The golden vulture looked strange and fell into deep thought.

The three of them quietly observed this paradise, each with their own thoughts.

This hideaway is an extremely open canyon, surrounded by mountains on both sides, wide in the front and narrow in the back. On the whole, it is not suitable for large-scale marching operations. Although the front exit is wide, there are enough 300 people to hold on for half a day, and the back exit is narrow, allowing only two people to pass through.

The Golden Vulture asked Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, "Brother Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Shan also replied with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Once a foreign enemy comes to attack, this peach blossom forest is the place where he is buried." ”

The golden vulture asked again, "How can you see it?"

Yan Shan said in a deep voice: "Once a foreign enemy comes to attack, the Dao Sect will inevitably feign defeat and retreat to lure the enemy deeper. As long as the foreign enemy penetrates deep into the peach blossom forest, the Taoist Sect will inevitably send a team of dead soldiers to kill from the mountains on both sides, dividing the foreign enemy into two parts. At this time, rolling stones fell from the mountains on both sides, and thousands of arrows were fired at the same time. The foreign enemies in the peach blossom forest were attacked on all sides and were doomed to annihilation. ”

Jin Wushu nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Brother Yan has a way to crack it?"

Yan Shan Zhengse said: "If you want to attack here, you must surprise your troops and seize the opportunity." ”

Jin Wushu smiled lightly: "If this battle is under the command of Brother Yan......

Yan Shan interrupted the Golden Vulture and muttered, "In Yan Shan's heart, there is only one Wanyan general. General Wanyan is deceased, and Yanshan will no longer have anything to do with the Jin army. ”

Jin Wushu sighed slightly: "Brother Yan, why bother!"

Yan Shan smiled slightly, and said casually: "Mr. Jin, do you want to go to the back exit to have a look?"

Jin Wushu nodded slightly.

Three figures walked silently through the jungle. The turquoise clothes blend with the green hills, making it difficult to notice.

After a short time, the three of them came to the mountain at the back exit.

The back entrance is like a crack in the mountains, narrow and narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The Golden Vulture used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret to the other two soils: "There are also six groups of secret sentinels here, and the defense of the Taoist Sect is really tight!"

Yan Shan also said with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "It will be much easier to take this place than the front entrance." ”

Jin Wushu sighed lightly: "However, it is not easy for a team of people to get here quietly!"

Yan Shanyun said lightly: "Winning by surprise is a strange word." During the Three Kingdoms, if it weren't for Deng Ai smuggling into Yinping and Jiang Wei guarding the dangerous pass, the outcome of the battle between Cao Wei and Shu Han was not yet known. ”

Jin Wushu laughed at himself, his eyes shining with brilliance.

Meng Tian's eyes were as clear as water, looking at the Golden Vulture for a while, and Yan Shan for a while, and at the same time, she kept licking her chapped lips with her tongue.

Seeing this, Jin Wushu and Yan Shan couldn't help but smile.

After that, the three of them spread out and walked silently through the jungle.