Zhao Zhijing said goodbye to the Iron Palm Gang at Tiezhang Peak, and rushed all the way to Zhongnan Mountain, and after a few days, Zhao Zhijing saw his home in this world, Zhongnan Mountain. Zhongnan Mountain is still so beautiful, even if the people in the world are experiencing pain and suffering, it is still so handsome, it will not change because of the prosperity of the world, and will not wither its beauty because of the suffering of the world. Zhongnanshan has always been a bystander, like an immortal who has achieved success in cultivating and is not affected by external objects, detached from the emotions that people have, Zhao Zhijing knows that no matter how he practices, he cannot abandon his emotions, and he is still a mortal.

Zhao Zhijing was wearing the uniform clothes of the disciples of Zhongnan Quanzhen at this time, although it seemed a little abrupt, but the moment he stepped on Zhongnan Mountain, Zhao Zhijing's heart also rose a warm feeling, this is home, although there is also sadness and pain, but here is always happy in the majority, here is a warm harbor, here will no longer be anxious for his own safety, not worried about who will kill himself desperately, Zhao Zhijing only felt that his heart was relaxed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed a smile, Zhao Zhijing tidied up his clothes a little, straightened the hair crown on his head and walked quickly into Chongyang Palace。

The next day, Zhao Zhijing, who slept peacefully in Chongyang Palace, was really in the back mountain at this time, wearing a white robe, the Peng bird embroidery pattern on the white robe seemed to be about to take off, and the eyes that flashed a little golden light in the sun had a touch of innate nobility, as well as the charm of hating the sky, which was also Zhao Zhijing's will, for a person who loves martial arts, it is a painful thing for the world to limit the prosperity of martial arts. Zhao Zhijing called a few pheasants at random, the branches picked up in the mountains were burning, and a pheasant on the fire was about to be roasted, and the skin and flesh were golden brown at this time, and the drops were roasted to golden brown under the roasting of the hot fire, and the oil juice seeped out of the pheasant's body, and the drops made a sound on the fire that was still burning.

In the ancient tomb, Li Mochou, who had long since finished his retreat, was really stabilizing his realm in the stone room and learning the second part of the mental method of the ******** that his master had just taught, and at this moment, Li Mochou's crystal nose twitched, and a familiar smell came from the air. Li Mochou smelled it carefully, and confirmed that it was his favorite smell of roast chicken, and only the person he missed the most made it, and he went to find him after he got out of the customs, but he was no longer in Zhongnan Mountain, and when he smelled this familiar smell, he thought it was him and came back, and he was waiting for himself on the other side of the ancient tomb!

A little girl who was about four or five years old in the same tomb also smelled the fragrance of roast chicken in the air at this time, reached out and touched her stomach and felt a burst of hunger, tilted her head and thought: "What is this smell, I seem to have smelled it vaguely before, but I don't know what the fragrance is, I think it will be delicious." Immediately stood up from the futon he was sitting on, and quickly ran out of the stone room just to collide with Li Mochou who came out of the stone room at this time, the little girl reached out and grabbed the corner of Li Mochou's clothes and said loudly: "Senior sister, senior sister, I smell a good smell, I think it will be delicious, and now my stomach is also hungry, senior sister will take me to find it, okay?" The ancient tomb was originally deserted, except for Li Mochou, only this little girl was a young person, not to mention that Li Mochou at this time was no longer a child, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, there was a girl who did not conceive spring, Li Mochou naturally couldn't bear the loneliness of the ancient tomb, and sometimes when she secretly left the ancient tomb alone, it was still this little girl who helped her to cover, and Li Mochou treated this little girl with a taste of eldest sister like a mother, and the relationship between the two was naturally very good. Li Mochou stretched out his hand and touched the head of the little girl in front of him, the little girl felt a warm breath coming from the top of her head, closed her eyes comfortably, and showed a satisfied smile on her white little face, Li Mochou looked at the ancient tomb There was no longer a figure, "I think my master is still in retreat, as for Grandma Sun, I don't know where I am at this time, I think I want to take care of the funny donkey, and I shouldn't be discovered by others when I go out." After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and took the little hand with baby fat, and walked quickly to the door of the ancient tomb.

Zhao Zhijing in the forest looked at the pheasant that was already good, and put the rosewood sword he carried with him casually, holding his cheek in one hand and thinking: "I went to the Iron Palm Gang after I got out of the customs, and I came back here to roast the pheasant at this time, if Mo Chou was nearby, she should have smelled the fragrance of this pheasant, and she should have come here at this time! Why is there no trace, is something wrong?" Then I thought that the current head of the ancient tomb was a person of the same generation as his master Wang Chuyi, and he was the one who inherited Lin Chaoying's martial arts, which was much stronger than the seven who only learned one or two of their masters, and this was a forbidden place for Quanzhen, so naturally no one would come here, so there would be no accidents. Shaking his head, he thought: "No, this Nizi, I know that I left Zhongnan Mountain after I got out of the customs, so go find myself, no, I have to go and see" Then Zhao Zhijing picked up the rosewood sword placed beside him, and walked towards the ancient tomb with it. After walking nearly dozens of steps, I saw two women in white clothes walking quickly with a smile and a smile, the younger one was only four or five years old, looking at the pink carved jade is cute, as for the big one, isn't it Li Mochou who he misses!

Zhao Zhijing stood on the ground with a smile and quietly watched the two of them in the distance continue to approach, at this time Li Mochou raised his head and saw that Zhao Zhijing was quietly looking at him, his cheeks flushed with a thick red, and he took the pink little hand and sped up and walked over.

In the forest, Zhao Zhijing, Li Mochou and the little girl were sitting around the fire, the tongue of fire burning in the fire was licking and eating the pheasants on the shelf, and the pheasants were exuding bursts of rich fragrance at this time, Zhao Zhijing looked at the two people who were staring at the roast chicken in the fire with their eyes, and couldn't help but sigh that it was really a mold portrayal, are the people in the ancient tomb so fond of eating, regardless of the fact that they were really adding seasonings to the roast chicken in their hands, they laughed out loud. Li Mochou heard Zhao Zhijing's laughter, and his face showed a touch of shyness, but the little girl next to him didn't know that she looked at the two of them blankly: "Senior sister, what is this brother laughing at" Li Mochou rolled his eyes at Zhao Zhijing after hearing this, and said to the little girl: "Long'er, let's ignore him" Zhao Zhijing heard Li Mochou's words and added his own conjecture, and thought: "This little girl who is pink must be the little dragon girl, who would have thought that the future goddess would be such a greedy person when she was a child, it is the world that is full of wonders." ”