A thatched hut, an old monarch shrine, and a pillar of incense.

A wooden bed, a clay teapot, a paper window.

Lying on the bed was Zhao Ran, covered with a torn quilt with an unknown number of patches.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhao Ran turned over and got up. He looked at the room in front of him in a daze, and then began to examine himself.

The mana in the sea of qi has been restored as before, only the front chest and back are a little faintly painful, that is where the old monk Guangzhen was injured, just because of the protection of the fire law robe, and did not suffer fatal trauma, now it is very good.

In retrospect, when it was really dangerous, if it was delayed for a few moments, his qi sea would probably be directly broken by the Guangzhen Phaseless Water Barrier. Although there is a bitter ginseng fruit that can repair the sea of qi, it is really unknown whether it can be restored to its original state and whether it can ensure that the realm does not fall.

He was wearing his own middle coat, and the Taoist clothes he usually wore outside were neatly stacked next to the bed, and it looked like he had been washed by pulp.

Zhao Ran's heart suddenly suddenly, and he hurriedly checked the storage wrench, the wrench was still there, everything in it was not missing, and the mutton fat jade box containing the fire magic robe was quietly placed in a corner of the space.

When the jade box was opened, the Lihuo Law Divine Robe was lying in it, but the light was dim, and it was recuperating on its own.

Zhao Ran let out a sigh of relief, this Fire Law Divine Robe is one of the three treasures of Huayun Pavilion, if it is damaged, I really don't know how to deal with it.

Then I took out the set of array disks in the wrench, and found that there were also some problems, the luster on each sub-array disk was extremely dim, and there were three faintly visible cracks among them, which were obviously temporarily unusable, and I needed to go back to Elder Yan to repair them.

Zhao Ran copied at the center of his eyebrows, and a few flying talismans fell into his palm.

The first one is the flying talisman of the Oriental Rite: Come back, don't take risks easily.

Zhao Ran was silent, this was the reply he sent to Dongfang Lifei Fu on the way to Zheer Mountain, but he didn't know why he saw it at this moment.

Next up is the butcher and the rich man's.

The butcher asked: Zhao Zhiran, did you escape?

Rich Lord Shen asked: Zhao Zhiran, I have contacted the butcher, what happened to you?

After looking at it, Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to be able to escape, but I don't know what happened to Chang Wanzhen, and he doesn't have his contact information for flying talismans, what should I do?

After thinking about it, he still had to ask the butcher and the rich man Shen, so he sent a talisman to the past. After a while, the reply of the two arrived: Chang Wanzhen is dead.

Zhao Ran was stunned for a long time, and sent a talisman again: What are you going to do next?

The two replied: "Ready to go home, we just came out of the Jade Emperor Pavilion and answered Dongfang Li's inquiry. This time I escaped death, I don't plan to play anymore, my cultivation is too low, it's not safe to play, go back and break a Jindan mage first.

Zhao Ran smiled helplessly, these two finally knew that they were afraid. It's just that Jindan is so easy to break? So I replied: I wish you two an early breakthrough!

Then it was Dongfang Li's: Where are you? How are you now? Are you injured? Presumably Dongfang Li has received the news.

Zhao Ran sighed, and didn't know how to talk to Dongfang Li for a while.

Further down, it is the flying talisman of the second senior brother Yu Zhichuan, and there are too many contents in it, some of the little things that happened in the various schools of Huayun Pavilion, his own comments, and who he has contacted recently, are all among them.

There was only one piece of news that aroused Zhao Ran's interest - Zhumeng was in retreat again, and he wanted to impact the yellow crown.

Zhao Ran pinched his fingers and calculated, Zhumeng was the Huayun Pavilion that Jiajing entered in the fourteenth year, worshiped under the door of Master Qiqiao Lin Liang, Jiajing entered the Taoist realm in the fifteenth year, and Jiajing entered the Yushi realm at the end of the eighteenth year, and it has been more than two years now.

It's only been a year since he entered the yellow crown, is this about to be caught up by him?

Zhao Ran got out of bed, put on the Taoist clothes, pushed the door out, and saw that there was a bright spring outside, under the sun, it was a small farm yard surrounded by a fence, and he was in a wing house by the east, and there was a main house due north, and a stove room opposite and west.

There are a few reed chickens in the yard, cooing and looking down to catch insects.

There was no one in the courtyard, and through the half-man-high fence wall, I saw a three-acre rice field outside, and seedlings had just been planted in the field. A small stream flows next to the rice paddies. Surrounded by rolling hills, lush and peaceful.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of "bleating" sheep, and saw an old Taoist holding a long branch, driving more than ten goats to turn around the foot of the mountain, looking over here.

This old man looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, his face was full of wrinkles, but he was very vigorous in his movements. Dressed as a peasant, his trousers and sleeves were all rolled up, and he dragged a pair of slit straw sandals. If it weren't for the Taoist bun on his head and a scarf, Zhao Ran wouldn't have been able to tell that this was a Taoist at all.

"Little Taoist, are you awake?" The old man who was herding sheep came over and made a joke at Zhao Ran, so Zhao Ran confirmed that this person was really a Taoist, but he didn't know if there was a Taoist or not, whether he was a naturalized Taoist priest. However, seeing that he is farming and herding sheep, most of them are a little hanging.

Could it be that he is a fireworker who has resigned? What is the identity of the old man, Zhao Ran does not want to ask too much, and he does not care, so he returns the salute: "You old merciful! What is your old noble surname?"

The old man smiled: "My surname is Feng, you can call me the head of the wind channel if you want, or call me the old man Feng, you can do it." As he spoke, he herded the sheep into the yard.

Zhao Ran asked: "Senior Feng, you must have saved me, right?"

Feng Laodao picked up a wooden bucket and went out to fetch water by the stream, Zhao Ran hurriedly took another wooden bucket and followed over to help.

"The trail chief has been lying down for three whole days, and when I found you, I happened to float past my door along this peach blossom stream, so I hooked it up. Here is the lower reaches of Hechuan, more than 100 miles north along the stream, it is the arrow furnace, if it continues to the east along the stream, it is Ya'an. ”

Zhao Ran hurriedly said: "Senior Feng, I accidentally fell into the river while riding a donkey, have you ever seen my donkey?"

Feng Laodao shook his head: "I didn't see it, I only saw yourself." ”

Continuously lifting water to fill up the big stone tank in the yard, Feng Lao Dao said again: "The little road chief has not entered the water and rice for a few days, presumably he is hungry, don't be busy, you go into the house to rest, Lao Dao, I will get you something to eat." ”

Feng Laodao went to the yard to catch a fat chicken, stewed a big pot of chicken soup for Zhao Ran, fished two fish from Peach Blossom Creek, cooked a bowl of wild vegetables, put two large bowls of rice, and immediately set up a table in the small courtyard, looking at the green mountains and green waters, listening to the roosters and sheep, and eating beautifully.

Lao Dao broke a grass stalk from his feet, and said while picking his teeth: "Where did Xiaodao come from?"

Zhao Ran poured a big bowl of wild tea, smacked his mouth, and rubbed his stomach with satisfaction: "This meal is really fragrant! Xiaodao is a Taoist priest from Wuji Courtyard in Guyang County, surnamed Zhao, and his name is Zhiran. ”

Feng Laodao nodded: "Why did you come here?"

I reported my name, this old way is still indifferent, Zhao Ran thought that most of them were a long time ago, so he didn't want to say anything more, just said: "Come to Ya'an on a trip and do something." ”

"Is the trail chief in a hurry to go back?"

"Uh...... OK...... What do you have to say?"

Feng Laodao pointed to a paddy field opposite the stream: "I still have more than one acre of land there that has not been planted, does the trail chief have time to help?"

Seeing that the spring ploughing was about to pass, he couldn't miss the farming time, so Zhao Ran took up his old business, pulled up his trouser legs and went to the field. Although he has Dao Techniques in his body, but at this moment, for some reason, he can't afford to use Dao Techniques at all, but instead he has planted seedlings one by one.

The two of them worked together and filled the seedlings before dusk. Looking at the neat seedlings in the field, Zhao Ran suddenly felt refreshed!

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