Tong Fei rushed out of the Lingxian Pavilion, but Zhan Lu's figure was missing, but he could vaguely feel the direction in which Zhan Lu had fled. It seemed that he went out of the city to the east, without delay, and chased after him. Unfolded the escape technique, and I don't know how many miles I ran. I only know that the mountains in front of me are steep, the ravines are clustered, and there is a mountain peak in the distance that only tops the sky, and the mountain is steep, like a sword edge. On the top of the mountain, the clouds and the sun are shining.

Tong Fei chased here, suddenly lost his direction, only felt that Zhan Lu was nearby, Tong Fei flew around this place, and roughly knew that Zhan Lu was here. But it is impossible to find an accurate trace of it.

It is difficult to see people in a radius of 100 miles, only lush dense forests. But it's strange, it seems that the aura here is very strong, even no less than the Dao Sheng Forest.

Tong Fei thought to himself: As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there is a fairy, and if the water is not deep, there is a dragon, and the spirit is, since the aura of this mountain and forest is so strong, there must be a strange beast or hermit here. It's better to go down and search carefully, and you can find it if you can't say it.

So Tong Fei collected the retreat technique and landed in a valley, because this is the center of the aura. Outside the crisp bamboo forest, there is a pool of clear springs, the water is shining, reflecting the sunset, a little phosphorescence, Tong Fei does not feel refreshed, and the anxiety and fatigue in his heart are also suddenly smoky. So he walked along the edge of the pool.

"Hey, young man!" Tong Fei suddenly heard someone calling, and followed the voice, but saw an old woman sitting on the cliff on the side of the road.

Tong Fei smiled and said, "Grandma, did you call me?"

"Yes, can you do me a favor!" said the old woman, pointing to the firewood scattered around her. Tong Fei suddenly understood that it must be that this old woman was old and frail, and she couldn't carry firewood.

Tong Fei readily agreed: "Do you always want me to help you clean up these firewood?"

"Yes, yes, alas, I'm old, I can't carry firewood!"

"Okay, grandma, wait, I'll come up. Tong Fei originally wanted to fly up, but he was afraid that he would show his skills in front of mortals and frighten people, so he stepped on the rocks and climbed the ridge, and then came to the old woman.

The firewood was scattered in the grass, and Tong Fei said while cleaning it up: "Grandma, why did you come out to collect firewood by yourself, what about your son and grandson?"

The old woman sighed and said, "My son and grandson are there, and they all flew away!"

"Flew away?" Tong Fei was stunned for a moment, but smiled and said, "Oh, are you going out?"

The old woman snorted, but seemed to urge Tong Fei to say: "You are also cleaning up too slowly, hurry up, the sun is going to set!"

Tong Fei said in his heart: "This old woman's temper is really not small" and immediately smiled: "Okay, the old lady promises not to delay!" While speaking, Tong Fei picked up a large bundle of firewood, and felt that it was enough for this old woman to use for a while, so he found vines to tie up. was about to carry it, but the old woman who listened to it said: "Not enough, not enough, pick up a little more!"

Tong Fei then helped him pick up another bundle, but he heard the old woman say again: "Too little, too little!"

Tong Fei thought to himself that it was probably because this old woman had finally found a helper and wanted to prepare more. So he picked up two more large bundles. After cleaning up, he said to the old woman: "Grandma, have you seen enough, if it is not enough, I will help you pick up some more." ”

The old woman bowed her head slightly and said, "Well, let's leave it at all for now." You help me pick out the hut in front of me. He pointed in the right direction, and then walked away unceremoniously.

Tong Fei felt that this old woman was really interesting, shook his head and smiled, thinking that it was really not easy to take such four large bundles of firewood in one trip. If you cast a spell, I'm afraid it will scare her. Now that you're gone, it's time to move mountains.

The so-called mountain-moving technique, also known as the vigorous technique, belongs to the earth-moving spell. Even huge rocks can jump and walk like flying. For the foundation building monks, this method is not difficult. But in the eyes of ordinary mortals, he can become a god!

At this moment, suddenly the voice of the old woman came from a distance: "Young man, hurry up, I'm almost home! Don't rub it off!" Tong Fei didn't raise his head, and replied, "It's here!"

Immediately let go of his pace and walked briskly in the direction pointed by the old woman. Tong Fei was confident that he would be able to catch up soon, but after walking for a long time, it was estimated that he had only walked more than ten miles, and his legs and feet were a little numb, and he only felt that the firewood was getting heavier and heavier, as if the mountains were pressing on his shoulders.

When I looked up, I didn't see the hut that the old woman said.

Just as he was hesitating any longer, he heard the voice of the old woman in the distance: "Hurry up, young man, my hearth will be extinguished! It will be dark in a while!"

Tong Fei promised: "It'll be fine right away!"

In my heart, I wondered, what happened to me today? Isn't it just four bundles of firewood, how is it like four mountains, how is it like a mountain road of more than ten miles, how is it like a journey of thousands of miles. It's just an ordinary woodcutter, and I guess I'm already there at this time, am I really inferior to a mortal? Or am I regressing in cultivation?

No, you can't lose the face of the immortal cultivators. If people knew that my Tong Fei couldn't even handle four bundles of firewood, then he wouldn't laugh and lose his teeth!

Tong Fei gritted his teeth and used his strength to feed, and continued to move forward. But the more he walked, the heavier the burden became, and he even suspected that he was carrying not firewood, but gold bricks, which were even a hundred times heavier than gold bricks. In the end, even the power of the Yuan Spirit was used, and he barely continued to walk for a mile or two.

Finally saw the hut, Tong Fei was already soaked with sweat, it was the first time in more than ten years of cultivating immortals that he had worked so hard, and the total mountain road was less than twenty miles, and it was only four bundles of firewood.

When it was time to put down the firewood, the sun had just set over the ridge. "Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm really useless......" Tong Fei felt for the first time that he had really learned the spell.

The old woman looked at Tong Fei, who was full of men, and said with a smile: "Young man, you are already good, my unfortunate son only brought me back a bundle, and my grandson only brought back half a bundle, and he didn't come back until midnight." ”

Tong Fei said in his heart: "I'm not bad?" Tong Fei almost suspected that this old woman was a hermit master in the mountains, this was a test for me. But seeing that the old woman does not have a trace of aura in her body, she is an ordinary mortal.

Tong Fei was surprised.

"Young man, are you hungry? You must be hungry! I made bread on the pan, and you fell asleep when you had eaten. We mountain people, rest when the sun goes down, and work when the sun comes out. ”

The old woman sat by the hearth and chattered, Tong Fei touched his belly and really cooed, since he cultivated the valley back then, he rarely felt hungry, especially after advancing to the middle stage of foundation building, as long as he swallowed the spirit every day, meditated and pranayama, he would soon be able to recover his physical strength, and he didn't need to eat and drink at all.

But it's strange today, it's like this**. Tong Fei immediately thanked the old woman, picked up the cake on the pot table and chewed it.

"Slow down, young man, there's water in that bowl, don't choke!"

Tong Fei took a look, and sure enough, there was a bowl of water poured on the pot table, and he took a few sips. The flame of the hearth reflected the old woman's face, Tong Fei suddenly had an indescribable warmth and cordiality, his nose was sore, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Is it delicious?" said the old woman with a smile.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Tong Fei lowered his head and stuffed all the cakes in his hand into his mouth.

"Have you eaten enough, go to sleep when you are full, I only have haystacks in this house, and I have already laid them for you!"

Tong Fei nodded, looked around, and sure enough, in the corner of the hut, there was a flat dry grass mat. Not only was it caused by emotions but also really sleepy, Tong Fei fell asleep when he lay down.

The night breeze howled outside, but inside the house was very warm. Tong Fei had a long dream. In my dream, I seem to be the descendant of this family. I have a grandfather, a grandmother, a father and a mother, and a lot of brothers and sisters. Tong Fei smiled sweetly in his sleep.

The old woman sat next to Tong Fei, gently brushed Tong Fei's messy hair, looked at Tong Fei lovingly, and sighed: "Child, it seems that you have really suffered a lot. After finishing, he sighed again: "But who made you a man? A man will eventually go all directions!" said that, a clear tear was left from her eye socket, dripping on Tong Fei's eyebrows. The seven flowers on Tong Fei's eyebrows flickered, and then disappeared faintly, as if with that tear, completely penetrated into his life.

The night wind rose, followed by heavy rain. But the fire in the hearth was burning, and the room was as warm as spring. The old woman looked through the window lattice, staring at the starry sky outside the thatched hut, as if she had turned into a statue of a god, motionless to protect Tong Fei, and not let the wind and rain disturb his sweet dreams.

The morning sun shone on Tong Fei's body, and the crisp birdsong woke up the sleeping Tong Fei. This sleep, Tong Fei felt very relaxed, it seemed that he had never had the most beautiful sleep in his life! He felt comfortable all over, not only was his mana and physical strength fully recovered, but he was much stronger than before from Zifu to Yuanluo.

He rubbed his eyes, but found himself sleeping in the grass, with no huts around him. What's even more strange is that all sides are drenched in heavy rain, but the place where he sleeps is dry, and there is not even dew.

In front of a clear pool, exuding a dense aura, four nights everywhere unknown spirit flowers, blooming very delicate, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Near his feet, a cobblestone was half-buried in the earth, and Tong Fei noticed that several ancient runes were engraved on it - "Huazhu Ancient Realm"

Could it be that last night's old woman was a fairy, I don't know who that senior is?

Tong Fei thought about it for a long time and finally had no clue, he had never heard of this Huazhu Ancient Realm. Finally, he thought to himself, maybe he was a hermit.

So he knelt down and bowed three times to the round stone, and muttered, "Thank you seniors for your kindness and care." ”