The night breeze blew a large piece of moonlight into the house. Vertex The fastest update The light and shadow in the house are mottled, dreamlike, black and white are intertwined but clearly abnormal.

Li Xuan meditated cross-legged and slowly ran his inner breath for nine hours. Ever since he learned last night that Ling Long had added the only Huitian Pill to the soup that Ling Long had given him during his coma, in addition to being full of gratitude in his heart, he was more sorry for Ling Long's heart. He could feel Ling Long's true feelings for him, but the more he did, the more uneasy he felt.

In the past few days of walking the rivers and lakes, he has deeply realized the power of the four words of involuntarily. In his opinion, the relationship between love and affection, love and difficulty, which is not like opposites and is inextricably linked, should never happen between himself and Ling Long. In fact, earlier he could perceive that Ling Long had always hidden a deep love for himself because of his love for Tang Bing, but now that Tang Bing's fragrance had disappeared, and he was in the time when he needed comfort and care the most, Ling Long naturally revealed his feelings. Leaving is disrespectful to Ling Long's affection, and it is difficult to dispel the anger of Tang Bing's murder if he takes Ling Long with him, and he doesn't want her to take risks. Tangles and contradictions are like weeds after the summer rain, growing in his heart like crazy, spreading and boundless.

Li Xuan reluctantly retracted his chaotic thoughts, and knew clearly in his mind that if he decided to avenge Tang Bing, he must be fully prepared. He mentioned his inner breath slightly, and he did feel that the inner breath was not only more mellow than before, but also had a faint sense of victory over immortals.

It seems that the Huitian Pill is indeed worthy of its reputation!

Li Xuan took a deep breath, looked at the farm tool placed in the corner of the house, turned his left hand into a palm, only lifted less than thirty percent of his internal breath, waved lightly in the air, and with a 'snort', the nine-strand grass fork forged by fine iron was cut into two by his volley palm.

He was secretly surprised, and said secretly in his heart: "If it was before, although I could break the tendons of the opponent with the thick internal breath of the empty phase marrow washing skill within two zhang, but if I want to cut the fine iron like clay, it will never be possible." ”

Li Xuan thought about it, and when he raised the internal breath, the left and right bodies were divided into yin and yang internal breath, and he spread out his two palms, and saw that his left palm was gloomy like ice, while his right palm was as red as charcoal. He was born from his heart, his qi moved freely, his palms were gently rubbed, only to hear the sound of 'bang', and the left and right palms instantly returned to normal, but when the two palms slowly separated, there was a fantastic and magnificent air mass suspended between the two palms.

The fantastic and magnificent air mass, as he absorbed it and slowly exhaled, not only changed colors, but also changed with the thirty-six martial arts moves of his palms, large or small, or retracted or bounced, flat or round. Without breathing, Li Xuan was already able to finish the thirty-six powerful martial arts exercises, and finally raised his palms slightly, and the strange and magnificent air mass flew out with a 'suddenly' sound, and when he passed the closed chai door, it actually deformed by itself, and jumped out from the crack of the door less than a finger wide.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound outside the door.

Could this be the legendary highest level of inner breath 'vaporization'?

But if you want to cultivate to such a realm, it will take as little as 50 years of cold and summer, and at most 100 years of diligent cultivation, and now I have reached this realm!

Li Xuan slowly opened the firewood door, and the moonlight became brighter and brighter like silver. The distant mountains are insignificant, the earth is boundless, and a tall locust tree with the thickness of a person outside the door fell to the ground, and it was obvious that this locust tree was smashed to the ground by the strange and magnificent air mass that it had generated.

When the bright moon is over, the heavens and the earth are already in the world of melting silver.

A bright moon hung in the boundless sky, silent, a breeze sent the fragrance of wild flowers blooming for the first time, a large piece of artemisia grass undulating with the wind, woke up a few night birds that seemed to be asleep, Li Xuan, who was in a mood, stood for a long time, staring at the big tree that was knocked to the ground by his own thick internal breath, and suddenly his heart surged with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

It is said that he should be congratulated and excited to have such miraculous skills as a young man, but for some reason, he is not even the slightest bit happy. In this chaotic and confusing rivers and lakes full of good and evil, good and evil, martial arts cannot solve everything.

He thought of Tang Bing, and then thought of Ah Ying, who was injured and left, and all the people who knew him or had a relationship with him.

Don't let those close to you be hurt anymore!

Li Xuan looked at the closed wood door of the wooden house where Ling Long was, and sighed in his heart: "I know that your heart is the same as my heart for Bing'er, but how can I let you go on an adventure with me......" Back in the house, he put on the robe that Ling Long had sewn for him earlier, took the Wushen Sword, and wrote on the table with charcoal: Jun returns to the Valley of the Medicine King, I will go from the end of the world, if he sees him again, he will definitely live up to his wishes...... After writing, he suddenly felt empty in his heart, but there was a sense of relief, when passing by the flowing fire horse, he suddenly felt that being a man and being a horse was the same, some unpredictable things were like reins, leading himself to keep walking, when he wanted to rest but couldn't stop, when he wanted to go and was firmly chained. In short, the body is involuntarily, such as walking in the waves, sometimes running in tears under the whip, and sometimes burning the most beautiful life in the vast sea of people. Or because of the suffering of birth, there is birth crying, or because of the face of thousands of sorrows, there is growth!

He stroked the flowing fire oily mane, looked at its strong and sturdy body, and couldn't help but murmur: "Ma'er, Ma'er, I hope you can take Miss Ling Long back to the Medicine King Valley safely as soon as possible, and let her live a carefree life there." He turned his back slowly, didn't dare to look back, straightened his waist, and strode to the northeast to meet the bright moon that was as round as silver and as bright as silver. The night, although it is deep, this night will not be easily erased in Li Xuan's heart.

Li Xuan took advantage of the moonlight to cross the mountains and mountains, and when the sky was slightly bright, he had already stepped on an avenue. Not far from the avenue, a newly buried lonely grave stands in the moonlight. Bing'er was lying inside, surrounded by flowers. He slowly sat down in front of the grave, leaning against the lonely grave with the smell of earth, and choked up speechlessly. Bing'er is gone, who can I tell this longing and desolation in my heart! If there is an afterlife, I meet the newborn Bing'er, can we know each other?

When the first rays of morning sunlight passed through the top of Dongshan, Li Xuan suddenly woke up. He sighed, not knowing when he would be able to come back after saying goodbye to Tang Bing, who was sleeping alone here, this time. Life and death have been separated, just wait for the next life and the next life to meet!

Perhaps only by running non-stop can the pain surging in my heart be eliminated. He ran wildly along the avenue, and saw that there were no tall trees on either side of the avenue, and that there were low bushes beside the roadside, some unknown wild flowers dancing freely in the morning light, and flocks of sparrows fluttering their wings and flying in the thin morning mist. Heaven and earth are harmonious and tranquil, and it seems that from now on, there will be no more disputes between the rivers and lakes, no more killing and death, and no more endless troubles and entanglements.

Li Xuandantian breathed inside, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and unfolded eight steps to catch the cicada and rushed forward. He had already designed a route in his heart, and he had to make sure that Zhu Yezi and A Ying were all right, so that he could fight with Li Yuan and Li Shimin with peace of mind.

At dusk the next day, he came to the town of Dahong. He remembered that Ling Long had said that Zhu Yezi and Ah Ying were left behind in a deserted garden in the south corner of Dahong Town. When I found the deserted garden and pushed open the dilapidated garden gate, there were indeed a few cleaned houses behind the desolate courtyard. Although the house was carefully cleaned, it was vandalized again. Tilted hangers, scattered new quilts, and a few broken and bent swords. There must have been a not-so-fierce fight here, and it seems that Lan Ji'an did find this place. Li Xuan felt that a heart was 'pounding', but when he looked around the four walls, a heart fell steadily.

The cobweb-covered walls were swept out of a small clean patch, on which were the fluttering words left by the bamboo leaves. Reading between the lines, Zhu Yezi first ridiculed Lan Ji for having a ghost fetus, and then laughed at him for being powerless, but he wanted to find trouble for himself. In the end, Zhu Yezi left a message telling Ling Long that they went to the Medicine King Valley first, and hoped that she could help Li Xuan rescue Tang Bing. The wind is blowing, and the warm rays of the setting sun are floating freely in the house. After reading the message on the wall, Li Xuan couldn't help laughing.

Now that Zhu Yezi and Ah Ying are safe, the stone in his heart has finally landed. has no worries and is light, thinking that there will be a vicious battle after finding Li Yuan and Li Shimin, Li Xuan is not worried but quiet. Since sorrow is a day, and happiness is also a day, why don't you make yourself happier! He left Dahong Town and walked in the direction of Taiyuan, Shanxi, hoping to find Li Yuan and Li Shimin as soon as possible, slash them, and avenge Tang Bing. The road is long, although the heart is far away, the water is long, and the fearless are not afraid. Before he knew it, Li Xuan had run out for more than 200 miles. He didn't want to stop, he had been delayed for more than half a month due to illness.

Thirsty for mountain spring water, hungry for forest fruits, so through the passing, unconsciously a few days have passed. On this day, he passed by a large market in an ancient town, went to buy horses, prepared some dry food and wine, and after asking for directions, he continued on the road. The weather was fine, but it was already a little hot at noon. He hurried his horses along the road under his feet, and was a little thirsty, when he saw in the distance five or six large willow trees supporting a tent, which was not only full of people, but also heard the sound of struck knots.

Li Xuan urged the horse to approach and saw a large shade under the willow tree. There are seven or eight tea tables randomly placed in the shade of the trees, and seven or eight men sit in front of the tea table, who are either burly or fierce or cold or laughing or indifferent. Although these men are not sitting together, they clearly know each other in their expressions. When Li Xuan saw it, his heart moved, and he vaguely felt that this was a fight between gangs in the rivers and lakes. Maybe this group of men arrived first, waiting for the other party to come, if they talked, they shook hands and made peace, otherwise, they had to have a battle between life and death. The rivers and lakes are chaotic, the interests are intertwined, and the slightest carelessness will be involved in the whirlpool of right and wrong. He wanted to get to Taiyuan as soon as possible and took revenge, but he wished, so he didn't want to mess with such a thing.

He glanced at everyone in the tea shed, and saw that it was a white-haired old man in cloth who was half-kneeling and half-squatting on the ground.

The old man's face was old, full of weather, a pair of large eyes were half covered by half-white and half-gray eyebrows about three inches long, and his slender and tall body looked rickety or because of his age, or because of half-squatting and half-kneeling.

Li Xuan saw that the old man was extremely good at singing knots, and although he was trembling with fear at this time, when the bamboo knots sounded, his expression immediately looked extremely confident. The old man closed his eyes slightly, played the bamboo beat with his left hand, and sang a melodious tune. After singing the song, a middle-aged man in white cheered, stood up, circled around the old man, and said to himself: "I heard that the bamboo gang is still worry-free, and the leader of the gang has a good hand and a good voice. ”

When the old man heard this, he said with a smile: "In the next old bone, I can't afford to be the leader of the Bamboo Gang for a long time...... Chen Yingying, look at it, if I am the leader of a gang, how can I set up a stall in this shabby place and earn hard tea money!"

The man in white surnamed Chen laughed and said, "Gang Master Shang, don't pretend to be pitiful...... he said, he looked up at Li Xuan, who was slowly approaching on horseback, and waved his hand very chicly: "Young man, this place has been chartered by my brothers, and I don't sell tea or water, you leave quickly." If you annoy you, I won't give you good fruit to eat. ”

Li Xuan saw that the old man was teased by the men, and he was angry in his heart, although he wanted to rush to Taiyuan early, but the things in front of him made it difficult for him to leave in ignorance. He smiled faintly and said: "I'm thirsty in the next hurry, I just want to beg for saliva here, and I ask the heroes to raise their noble hands............" Before the man surnamed Chen in white could speak, a young man in splendid clothes next to him shook his head, and said with a big stab: "Raise your noble hand?" Our hands are lifted by people like you who run the rivers and lakes, you leave quickly, if not, don't blame me for the ruthlessness of the sword in Xiao Sanjian's palm. ”

Xiao Sanjian said, stroking the shark sheath ancient sword on his knee, looking arrogant and ignoring anyone.

The man in white surnamed Chen heard Xiao Sanjian say this, hehe laughed a few times, and said: "Friends in the rivers and lakes know that Brother Xiao's swordsmanship is like a god, so you don't have to scare people with this." Hey, although your electric shark sword is precious, in my opinion, it is not as good as the ancient sword that this old man carries. As he spoke, the Wushen Sword on Li Xuan's back swept over, his attitude turned around, and he said with a smile: "Since this little brother is thirsty, we can't watch him faint from thirst...... Please, come and sit here. ”

Li Xuan saw that he saw the prestige of the Black God Sword he was carrying, and couldn't help but secretly say: "I'm so confused, why didn't I wrap the Black God Sword when I went out." Then he thought again: "At the beginning, I was targeted by the fake Bao Lin with the Devil May Cry Sword, so I strayed into the rivers and lakes, and now this man surnamed Chen first refused and then invited, probably because he had other intentions." The feng shui of the rivers and lakes is turning around, turning around, and this situation seems to be turning back again......" He hugged the man surnamed Chen in white and said, "I really want to thank Chen Yingxing!"

Xiao Sanjian listened to the words of the man surnamed Chen in white, turned his head to look at the black god sword that Li Xuan was carrying, and couldn't help but be surprised, a pair of eyes shot out greedy light in an instant, and his slender hand swiped on the shark scabbard, and when he wanted to stand up, he turned his head to look at the old man who had finished the fight, and saw him squatting on the ground, burying his head, with a sad face. Xiao Sanjian took a deep breath, looked around at the other men around him, and saw that they were also looking at the black god sword that Li Xuan was carrying, although they were about to move, they each endured it. He sighed secretly, don't turn his head, and ignore Li Xuan, who had already walked into the shed.

The white-clothed man surnamed Chen saw Li Xuan sitting still, paced slowly, and said, "Since the Shang Gang Master refuses to admit his identity, it is okay...... Let's just think of you as a tea seller. As he spoke, he suddenly took out a purple gold sharpening iron knife from his waist and put it on the table, and said lightly: "We have always known each other's names, but we have never met. Now that you're gathered in this place, if you don't come up with something unique to make us happy, I'm going to assume that you're the one who knows about Shen Wu's treasure land. ”

When Li Xuan heard the man surnamed Chen in white say this, he couldn't help but secretly wonder, and said in his heart: "Shen Wu is not afraid that Senior Shen will have deposited the treasures of the Heavenly God Gang in the Hidden Sword Villa, not only do I know about this, but even Li Yuan, Li Shimin, and Yu Wenhua also know about it...... Now, listening to the meaning of the words of the man surnamed Chen, he doesn't seem to know, and it seems that this matter has not been reported...... Also, why did the white-clothed man surnamed Chen think that the old man was 'Shang Wuwu' and knew about the treasure of Shen's predecessors? If this old man was really Shang Wuwu, why would he know about it...... Why have I never heard Senior Shen say that he knows a person named Shang Wuwu?"

When the old man heard this, he said helplessly: "Then how about I sing another Han Emperor Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Speech" to you?"

When the middle-aged man surnamed Chen heard this, he stroked his palms and laughed: "The words written by the emperor Lao'er must sound good." The old man nodded without worry, cleared his throat, and sang: "The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south." Lan has Xiuxi, chrysanthemum has Fang, and Huai Jiaren can't forget. The pan-building boat is in the Fen River, and the middle of the river is Yangsubo. Xiao drums and songs, joyful and sad. When is the young and strong, but the old man is ...... Xiao drums are singing and babbling, and there is a lot of joy and sorrow. When is the young and strong, but the old man is old! "Oh, babble, ......" his words are sad, and his singing voice hits people's hearts.

Li Xuan listened to his voice of vicissitudes of life, singing word by word, it really made people feel like an autumn day, and unconsciously appeared in front of him in the withering late autumn, a group of traveling geese slowly flew south, a river full of golden chrysanthemums, a painting boat swinging to my fair lady, a burst of drums tactfully raised on the water, and an infatuated son stood on the leaf boat and looked at the beautiful realm in the distance.