The moonlight is cold, sprinkled with cold moonlight, shrouded in the heaven and earth, which seems to tell the thousands of years of infatuation and sorrow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everything in the mountains was dyed with a layer of silver frost, and it was like a light lear, and there was an almost illusory feeling.

It makes people feel cold for no reason.

Maybe it's because this white jade plate hanging in the sky has been the carrier of so many sorrows since ancient times, and even the myths and legends about her are closely associated with the word sadness, Chang'e ran to the moon, leaving Hou Yi alone in the boundless night sky alone looking at the silver moon ring, where there was his beloved woman, was she also looking at him at that time?

The mountain at night is like a creeping giant beast, breathing quietly, swallowing the cold moonlight, looking closely, there are four small shadows slowly moving on the back of this giant beast, and behind each of them is a stretched shadow.

The hunting tiger walked in the front, the steel fork in his hand was gone, and he walked towards the familiar village, but his eyes kept drifting to the figure on his side.

A white-fronted tiger with a body length of nearly five meters was walking in the air, to be exact, it was moved forward by the figure under him, and the young man's arm was raised diagonally forward, holding the steel fork nearly two meters long in his hand.

The boy lifted the tiger, and the moonlight sprinkled down, leaving a tiger-like and robust shadow behind him.

Chen Mengqi and Hua Lu followed quietly behind, looking at the towering figure, they suddenly felt an indescribable tallness, and their right arm was raised, as if they were lifting the whole world.

"Uncle Li, are we almost there?"

Lin Fan asked casually, his raised right arm did not tremble in the slightest, and a trace of golden spiritual power was faintly flowing on the steel fork that he held in his hand, if it weren't for the support of this layer of spiritual power, this steel fork made of stainless steel would have been crushed by the weight of the tiger's thousands of catties.

"That's it ahead!"

Li Quan smiled, stretched out his finger and pointed ahead, and couldn't help but glance sideways at the tiger above Lin Fan, this is not to mention a few thousand catties of things just held up by him, and he walked a mountain road close to five miles, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed it if he was killed, there would be someone with such innate divine power.

Lin Fan nodded when he heard this, to be honest, holding such a big thing along the way, his right arm also felt a little sore, but that's all, he didn't expect it to be so easy, and after a closer look, he found that his physical strength had advanced a small step again, and it had reached the level of the middle stage of the Hundred Refining Realm.

Of course, there is a reason for absorbing the dragon bloodline given by Ao Xuan, and the tempering of the demon's spiritual power all the time also occupies a large reason.

On the way to cultivating the Dao, what is cultivated is not only a simple Tao, but also occupies a very important part of the tempering of the physical body. Although it is said that the physical body is a stinky skin that imprisons the soul, the physical body still plays a crucial role, and no one dares to abandon this stinky skin easily.

Although the monk's soul has no body and will not be subject to many confinements and restrictions, in the final analysis, it is just a cloud of mysterious energy, if you lose the "container" of the physical body for a long time, there will inevitably be many sequelae, not to mention the natural decline of the divine soul, many obstacles on the path of cultivation, just a high-level monk talks about a major historical problem - the heavenly tribulation, is enough to give you a headache.

It's just a mass of divine souls, and in the face of this heavenly tribulation that the heavens have descended on cultivators, without the buffer of the body of the body, I'm afraid that the soul will be split and scattered in a few photos.

Therefore, although some cultivation methods do not attach importance to the tempering of the physical body, they will still leave a realm specifically for improving the strength of the physical body, no matter how big or small. It may not be the name "Hundred Refinements", but its essence is the same.

And "Chaotic Ancient Demon Decision" has left a large realm specifically for it, which shows that the creator of this method attaches great importance to tempering the physical body, or it can be said that the Hundred Refining Realm is just a small reminder to cultivators, this realm runs through the whole path of cultivation, not to mention a hundred refinements, it is a thousand refinements, ten thousand refinements, ten million refinements are not too much.

After walking a few more steps, turning a small undulating hill, a light suddenly broke into the sight of several people. The red and yellow colors of a hundred points swayed in this endless darkness, as if they would be extinguished at any time, but they stubbornly emitted their own light and brightness, reminding the people who returned late that this was their warm home.

A real home will always be open to some people, whether you are a wanderer who has been away for many years, or a thief who has killed countless people.

"It's here!" Chen Mengqi said softly, and the cold voice drifted far away with the gentle night breeze.

As the fire-like light gets closer and closer, a warm feeling comes to the face, and even the cold wind blows on the body with a warmth, which is the power of people.

The village is not very large, with only a few hundred households, and most of the people still have oil lamps in their homes, shining through the papier-mâché windows.

Li Quan led Lin Fan and the three of them to the grain field outside the village, pointed to the flat ground, and said, "Lin Fan, you can put this big insect here! Be quiet, don't disturb the villagers!"

Along the way, the two had exchanged names.

Lin Fan nodded, his arm slowly descended, quietly put down the huge tiger corpse, and returned the steel fork in his hand to Li Quan, who took it, inspected it, and showed a slightly puzzled expression, this is just an ordinary artifact, can it really pick up thousands of catties of things?

But now is not the time to think about this, Li Quan walked in front and led the three of them towards his house, not far from this grain field, a courtyard was covered with several huts, but only the central one was lit, and the rest were shrouded in darkness.

Li Quan leaned the steel fork and bow and arrow into the corner of the wall, pushed the door in, and a bright spot suddenly hit, Lin Fan only felt that his eyes were slightly uncomfortable with this sudden light, and he heard a sweet cry in his ears: "Dad, you're back!"

"Hmm!"

Li Quan answered, dusted off his body, and took off the waterproof coat outside and put it on the hanger on the side.

"Huh...... Daddy, who is this!" The owner of the voice seemed a little surprised.

Lin Fan only felt that his voice was as sweet as a yellow oriole singing, and when he looked up, he saw a delicate girl with bright eyebrows and apricot eyes standing not far from Li Quan, looking at them curiously.

The girl looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a head full of green silk tucked back in a bun, and a hairpin with a leaf hanging on her head, which swayed back and forth as she spoke.

And she was holding a pair of needles and threads in her hand, and she seemed to be doing a pair of embroidery, which was halfway done, and the image of a bird was faintly visible.

Before Li Quan could speak, the girl came straight to Lin Fan and the three of them, her apricot eyes widened, she pouted and looked at Lin Fan carefully, her eyes turned to Chen Mengqi but she paused obviously, and then looked at Hualu, who looked innocent and cute, and said with a smile: "They are so strangely dressed!"