Time flows like water, in a blink of an eye, it is half a year, the fragrance is still in the evening in front of the lonely grave behind the secret realm of the feather forest, sometimes it is the old man like the father-in-law of the land to come to incense, sometimes it is the girl in green who comes to incense. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for who is buried in the grave, the girl in green no longer has the initial curiosity, but only says that this is the benefactor in her grandmother's mouth, so the girl in green is still grateful to the owner of the tomb, and prays that the owner of the tomb can be reborn in a quiet and wealthy family, and live a happy life.

At the same time, in the martial arts cave on the mountain road more than ten miles away from the Yulin Secret Realm, Yang Heng's heart was like stopping water, and he kept cultivating the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill, and his martial arts cultivation gradually improved from a first-grade martial artist to a nearly third-grade martial artist.

During this period, the True Martial Sword had five attacks, and Yang Heng survived it again and again, perhaps because of the relationship between the colorful beads, Yang Heng's cultivation did not regress, which was like a gift from God to Yang Heng, and he was very grateful to Su Xiong in his heart.

Therefore, Yang Heng often goes to the bamboo forest below Qiuwu Cave, although Su Xiong has never been there, Yang Heng has never given up, and still goes to the bamboo forest from time to time.

On this day, Yang Heng happened to go to the bamboo forest again, Su Xiong still did not appear, sighed lightly, and was about to return to Qiuwu Cave, when he suddenly remembered that now is the most tender season for Izumo mushrooms.

The Izumo Cliff is located 500 meters above the Qiuwu Cave, just above the sea of clouds, and it looks like a mountain emerging from the sea of clouds, hence the name Izumo Cliff.

There is a kind of fresh mushroom growing on the Izumo Cliff, the root is in the sea of clouds, but the umbrella is above the sea of clouds, so Yang Heng calls it Izumo mushroom, the most delicious, that is, Li Changling, who has almost no desire, can't resist the deliciousness of Izumo mushroom, and occasionally tells Yang Heng to come.

Therefore, Yang Heng knew that there were such delicious foods in the world, but if the Izumo mushroom was so delicious, Yang Heng would not taste it much every time, because Yang Heng found that he and Li Changling were far more than the two of them who liked the deliciousness of Izumo mushrooms...

When you come to the Izumo Cliff, the sea of clouds has just not reached the instep, and there is a vast white sea of clouds around you, looking like you are walking in the sea of clouds, and if you are not careful, you may step on the air and fall into the abyss under the sea of clouds.

Yang Heng didn't dare to be careless, while constantly using his feet to test whether it was hard ground under the sea of clouds, while picking those Izumo mushrooms that emerged from the sea of clouds from time to time, as crystal clear as white marble, and after a while, he picked more than ten Izumo mushrooms the size of half a fist.

"These should be enough!" Putting all the Izumo mushrooms in his clothes, Yang Heng nodded with satisfaction, and went down the hazy sea of clouds along the original road, and came to a steep slope with strange rocks, and was about to continue going down the mountain, when he suddenly saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in white emerging from the strange stone pile on the side.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Neither of them expected to meet a figure here, and they each said lightly in surprise, and in an instant, the girl in white lowered her eyelids, nodded lightly towards Yang Heng, carried a bamboo basket into the sea of clouds, and went straight to Izumo Cliff, it seems that she also went to Izumo Mushroom.

Yang Heng also hurriedly nodded lightly towards the girl in white, and then immediately turned his gaze, not daring to look at the girl in white again, at a time when feudal etiquette was very strong, there was a saying that men and women were not kissed, staring at a strange girl was a very rude behavior.

Therefore, Yang Heng waited until he could no longer hear the footsteps of the girl in white, before he glanced back and muttered: "Master once said that there are many righteous path seniors living in seclusion on Mount Huashan, and the evil demons dare not come, and the talented girl must be a disciple of a certain righteous path senior, fortunately, I have not been rude." ”

Thinking like this, Yang Heng breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to go down the mountain and return to Qiuwu Cave with more than ten Izumo mushrooms, when someone suddenly sighed softly on a two-person high stone pillar on the side.

Yang Heng looked towards the source of the sound, and saw an old man standing on the stone pillar with a straight back, crane hair and a childish face, not a monk or a vulgar man, looking directly at the true martial arts sword on his back, obviously having recognized the origin of the real martial arts sword.

Yang Heng didn't care either, he just thought that this was also a righteous senior who lived in seclusion in Qingling Peak, and bowed to the old man and said, "Senior!"

The old man just stared at the true martial arts sword on Yang Heng's back, without saying a word, and he didn't know if he heard it, Yang Heng had to bow down again and say, "Junior, retire!"

After speaking, Yang Heng waited for a while, the old man still did not respond, Yang Heng had to leave on his own, only after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing behind him, and suddenly felt that it was not good, and he was just about to perform light skills to avoid it, the vest had been pointed at by someone, and his hands and feet suddenly did not obey the call.

Then, he felt a light on his back, but it was the real martial sword that was pulled out, and Yang Heng's heart immediately felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and the five flavors were mixed.

The True Martial Sword is one of the top ten artifacts, and it is Li Changling's personal inheritance, and it was taken away by someone at this time, Yang Heng should have been anxious, but the torture of Yang Heng by the True Martial Sword over the years has made the position of the True Martial Sword in Yang Heng's heart very delicate.

On the one hand, Yang Heng was anxious, and on the other hand, Yang Heng was a little relieved, these two diametrically opposed emotions were entangled in Yang Heng's heart.

After a while, Yang Heng's respect for Li Changling finally took over, and he just wanted to ask why the person pulled out the True Martial Sword, but he felt a sinking on his back, and the True Martial Sword was put back on his back.

The old man who was not a monk or a monk walked up and down in front of Yang Heng, looked Yang Heng up and down for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Junior, what is your relationship with Li Changling of the Huashan Sect, why do you have his true martial sword?"

Yang Heng was stunned when he heard this, kept rolling his eyes to look at the old man in front of him, and said in his heart: "This old man looks weird, and I don't know what his origin is? Is it a demon or an evil? But his martial arts are by no means general, my Huashan faction's martial arts must be hidden from him, if he lies, it will make people laugh..."

At this time, the old man saw Yang Heng's eyes rolling slightly, thinking that Yang Heng was doing something crooked, and said disdainfully: "Junior, don't think about lying, the old man's fiery eyes can see you thoroughly, you can't hide the Huashan martial arts in your body from the old man, or invite it truthfully, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and skin!"

Yang Heng smiled slightly bitterly in his heart, and said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the juniors are the disciples of Huashan, the teacher's surname is Li, the elder is the elder, and the lower tomb, I don't know what the predecessor is, and what does it have to do with the teacher?"

"What's going on and down?" The old man stared at a pair of electric eyes, thinking that Yang Hengfang was fooling him, but he immediately understood, and said with a smile: "Li Changling is Li Changling!

Oh, I see, you are his apprentice, so you don't dare to call him by name, in fact, what's so terrible about this? I and my master and ancestor are all brothers, and they are just as happy. ”