When Chen Lang woke up from his coma, he found that he had returned to the Xuanbing Palace, and his cultivation had broken through from the early stage of qi refining to the middle stage of qi refining. There is still a cloud of cold qi in the dantian that has not yet been refined, if it can be turned into one's own use, the cultivation can definitely go further.

He learned from the deacon elder Luo Gang that because they had not returned from hunting, the head of the family ordered a search, and finally found him in a coma for many days not far from the bamboo forest.

As for the Cold Ice Toad, after discovering the traces left by its escape, Luo Gang led several disciples in the foundation building period to chase after it and killed it together, which made Luo Gang even more puzzled that the strength of the fourth-order demon beast Cold Ice Toad in the late stage of foundation building was far from being as strong as he imagined, and it was in an extremely weak state, and it was not even as strong as the strength in the late stage of qi refining.

In addition, there was more than one cold ice toad, and the sneak attack of the other female cold ice toad caused great trouble to Luo Gang and the others, and several people worked together to only beat them into serious injuries and escaped. In the vast snow-capped mountains, it was not so easy to find a demon beast, and after searching for a few days, Luo Gang gave up his plan to find the female Ice Toad for fear of encountering other demon beasts.

In the lair of the Ice Toad, Luo Gang also found the miserable corpses of several miscellaneous disciples, who were the first few people who disappeared and unfortunately became food for the Ice Toad.

There was only one miscellaneous disciple left in the Xuanbing Palace, Chen Lang, and he became a miscellaneous deacon. But there is no one to use, and some disciples must be recruited from the village in the Heavenly Desolate Valley to come back.

After five years of traveling to this world, Chen Lang went to the village of the Heavenly Desolate Valley for the first time, how to confirm that he had the qualifications to practice He was full of curiosity, and he was also judged by the spiritual root?

It's a pity that when he crossed over, the soul of the original owner of the body had already died, and he didn't get any memories of this world.

......

In the past, Luo Mao was mainly responsible for recruiting disciples, but now that he is dead and Chen Lang has no experience, it is up to the deacon elder Luo Gang to take charge. The deacon elder Luo Gang is a good talker, and he knows everything about Chen Lang's problems, breaking Chen Lang's inherent impression of Xuanbing Palace, Luo Gang and many people in Xuanbing Palace seem to be different.

"I haven't been back to this place for over fifty years. Seeing the vague village from afar, the wrinkles at the corners of Luo Gang's eyes deepened a lot, and before he entered the village, familiar and unfamiliar houses appeared in his mind.

The houses in the village in the distance were built opposite each other, with Luojia Village on the left side of the road and Chenjia Village on the right, and two families migrated here for some reason a long time ago to form a large village of hundreds of households.

"You've experienced the observation of bones, but you don't know how to cast it, right?" Luo Gang smiled into the distance and said to Chen Lang, "Go and find all the children, and I'll show you." ”

Chen Lang nodded yes, and just as there was a movement under his feet, he heard the sound of a bucket falling, and the water from the melting snow was sprinkled on the ground.

Chen Lang and Luo Gang looked in the direction where the sound came from, and the gray-bearded old man looked at Chen Lang dumbfounded, and muttered, "Xiao Lang, is it you?

A trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Lang's eyes, listening to the tone of this old man, it seemed that he was someone who was particularly familiar with him, could it be ...... Is it the father of his predecessor?

When he crossed over, the body was covered in bruises, several ribs were broken, and the pain was so intense that he felt like he was going to die at any moment. So when he appeared in front of Luo Mao half a month later, the initiator's face was full of disbelief, in his opinion, Chen Lang's injuries were certain to die, and it was a miracle that he could survive.

Is Chen Lang's vitality really that strong?

In order to satisfy his curiosity, Luo Mao beat Chen Lang again, and afterwards Chen Lang survived with a strong will, and then ushered in a new round of abuse again.

Thinking of the inhuman torture he had endured for five years, Chen Lang felt that it was too cheap to stab Luo Mao to death with an ice pick.

When there were many thoughts, the old man walked over tremblingly, took Chen Lang's hand, and burst into tears. He was old and had a son, Chen Lang was his heart, and after entering the Xuanbing Palace, there was no news, and he thought that Chen Lang was dead.

The scars on Chen Lang's body made the old man's tears overflow, his throat choked, and he just blindly patted Chen Lang's hand and couldn't say a word.

The old man cried for a long time before he stopped his tears, and Luo Gang always looked indifferent and didn't say a word. In fact, he and the old man have been playmates since childhood, when the Xuanbing Palace recruited disciples, the old man had no talent for cultivation and became a mortal.

"Xiao Lang, since you're back, let's kowtow a few times to your mother's grave. The old man held Chen Lang's hand and was still reluctant to let go.

Hearing this, Chen Lang subconsciously glanced at Luo Gang, since the old man appeared, Luo Gang's expression was wrong, this kind attitude of the person made Chen Lang feel a feeling of hair in his heart at this moment.

The old man followed Chen Lang's line of sight, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of surprise, and he was a little unsure, "Xiao Gang, are you Xiao Gang?"

The old man stepped in front of Luo Gang and looked at it carefully, and the familiar eyebrows made him confirm his guess.

That's right, it's his childhood playmate Luo Gang.

The old man gave the expressionless Luo Gang a big hug, and said happily: "How many years have we not seen each other? Fifty years? Or sixty years?"

Without waiting for Luo Gang to respond, the old man laughed again: "I still remember that you always spun around behind my ass when you were a child, and in a blink of an eye, you have grown like this, it is better to practice, you are much younger than me, but unfortunately I have no talent for cultivation, otherwise ......"

Chen Lang quietly pulled the old man's clothes sewn from snow rabbit skin, and warned in a low voice: "Dad, don't say it again......

Calling this "Dad", Chen Lang is very unaccustomed to it, and the old man is a stranger to him. But seeing the old man die a big death, he can't help but stop it......

Luo Gang waved his hand at Chen Lang, signaling that there was no need to be nervous, he patted the old man's shoulder sadly and said, "Nobita, if you can practice, you can break the shackles of life, it's a pity, this is the sad thing about mortals, it's a pity." ”

The old man smiled, he seemed to see everything, and said indifferently: "There is nothing to pity, a long life is not necessarily a ......"

The old man's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and he opened his mouth to vomit out a large clot of blood that had congealed into ice, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground, and in an instant, his skin turned blue.

When Luo Gang patted the old man's shoulder, he hit a wisp of cold air into his body, the old man's body was mortal, where could he bear this wisp of cold, his body was seriously damaged, and he couldn't live.

"It's really a pity that a mere mortal dares to talk about the Great Road!!"