The only sullen thing is Iron Scale, this time his Sanyang Sect suffered heavy casualties, but Li Longji just named him Sanyangsan,

In Wangwu Mountain, Li Longji once said to him that if the major events were successful in the future, he would make the Sanyang Sect the state religion, and Tie Liang was the leader of the Protector Sect, but now he didn't even mention it.

Iron Scale didn't dare to ask Li Longji, so he had to spend a lot of money to find a way to see Gao Lishi cheekily. Gao Lishi said: "In this incident, in addition to killing a few of Webster's minions, what else have you done?"

asked you to chase and kill the Golden Silkworm Sect, not only did you let the Golden Silkworm Sect escape, but you were also seriously injured, this time His Royal Highness remembered your hard work, and deliberately handed Wei into your hands, just to ask you to make a great contribution, so that you can be crowned in the future,

But you actually let her drop her bag and escape, Your Highness has always had clear rewards and punishments, and you yourself don't want to ask Your Highness how to promote you? You were beaten by Guo Yuanzhen in the Flying Cavalry Camp, and this matter has become a joke in Chang'an.

What do you dare to say about the Protector Sect Master? What a thick cheek!" Iron Scale was scolded by Gao Lishi so much that he held his breath and took the remnants of the defeated army to Wangwu Mountain, and obediently became a Sanyang Sanren.

This Sanyang Taoist Temple was built under the supervision of Gao Lishi, presumably Gao Lishi made a lot of money in the project, and the Taoist temple was built very different from the drawings depicted. From a distance, it was not much bigger than the City God Temple, and Iron Scale screamed in his heart, and he could only swallow his anger.

Li Chongyuan has been wandering in the mountains for more than two months, and that day Lan Wutong helped him jump off the cliff, and the moment he entered the water, he fainted.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the sunset on the horizon, and after he had passed out, his body was washed up by the river, and he struggled to get up from the broken water and trees, and staggered into the woods. Desperately shouting the name of the blue sycamore,

But except for the frightened flight of the forest birds, no answer was heard. Lan Wutong is dead? Lan Wutong is dead! He suddenly felt extreme sadness, when his father was beheaded, he felt hatred, when Afu Agui was killed, he felt anger, and when Lin Qingli abandoned him. He felt disheartened;

But at this moment, he felt a painful sadness. When he was in the Tianshan Mountains, he had already decided to shed only blood and not tears in the future, but tears flowed down like a river that opened the floodgates. Looking at the remnant sun on the horizon like blood,

He yelled as hard as he could, "Oh my God, why don't you take me, why don't you leave the Sycamore, that damn me!"

He cried and roared, and then fell asleep in the bleak night, and when the first rays of the morning sun shone on him, he awoke, but he did not want to move, he just wanted to die quietly like this,

One day. For two days, he lay like a zombie in the jungle. I don't know how long it took, a green snake crawled out of the bushes, the green snake swam back and forth on his left, as if waiting for an opportunity to bite off a piece of meat, Li Chongyuan was stunned,

Anyway, it makes no difference if you want to die, starve to death, or be bitten by a snake. Just as the green snake was tempting to get closer to him. Two gray squirrels walked by, and the green snake clearly preferred rat meat. Immediately turn around and swim towards the gray squirrel,

A gray squirrel immediately fled, but the gray squirrel behind it couldn't escape, and was bitten and swallowed by a green snake! Desperately biting the tail of the green snake, when the green snake turned around and bit the gray squirrel, the gray squirrel immediately turned around and fled.

As soon as the green snake turned around, the gray squirrel came running and bit its tail again. After doing this more than a dozen times, the green snake was exhausted from being harassed, and finally opened its mouth and turned around, spitting out the gray squirrel that had just swallowed its stomach.

He slowly retreated into the woods. When the gray squirrel saw the green snake far away, he ran over, the rat's whiskers trembled, and he kept sniffing the rat corpse, chirping and wailing, and it took a long time to stagger away with the rat corpse.

Li Chongyuan sighed like an enlightenment: "The rats still know how to preserve the body of their lover, but I only care about giving up on myself. Even if the blue sycamore is dead,

I will find her body, and I will bury her alive, so that she may be free from the worms and ants. is worthy of her. He was so weak that as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

In the dark, he heard an ethereal singing voice in the distance, it seemed that the woman was singing in Miao language, and in a trance, it was like the blue plane tree singing on the road that day, he dreamed of laughing and galloping with Lin Qingli and the blue plane tree in the mountains.

The warm sunlight gently shone on the body. I couldn't help but smile, but tears flowed down the corners of my eyes. When I woke up, the real and illusory song was still lingering in my ears, but it was gradually fading away.

Until nothingness. Whether it is a dream or a reality, Li Chongyuan can't say clearly, and he doesn't dare to think about it carefully, he is afraid that after he really thinks about it, his heart will not be able to stand it. He forced himself to believe that the blue sycamore was still alive,

Even if she had indeed gone, her soul must still be watching him.

He suddenly had the confidence to live, he wanted to live, not for himself,—— for Lan Wutong.

He struggled to reach out his hand, grabbed the white-flowered, round waxy worm from the rotten dead leaves under him, stuffed it into his mouth, and desperately swallowed it with vomit. You can only stand up after eating, and finally accumulate enough strength,

He staggered to his feet. Step into the depths of the forest. Walk in the direction of the song in the dream.

In the dense forest, he digs up insects for food, which are disgusting but nutritious, and occasionally picks up some birds' eggs to satisfy his hunger. After a few days, I recovered a lot of strength.

He insists on pranayama on his knees every day, hoping to recover a little true qi, but the dantian is always empty, whether it is the mixed yuan gong or the Shura gong, there is no trace of it, he has practiced the inner strength for many years, and he is very proficient in the meridians and qi points of the human body, whether he admits it or not, he already knows,

His dantian has been completely destroyed by Xuanyi's splitting palm, and he can no longer practice the inner family exercises. However, at this time, he has accepted the reality, it is impossible for him to become a hero again, and his goal is just to survive, so he is not very depressed. began to abandon the inner strength of the mind,

Concentrate on practicing wind and thunder palms and other boxing techniques. In the world, martial arts are divided into internal and external, the inner family emphasizes the inner strength, and the outer family emphasizes the strong muscles and bones. Without internal strength, if you can make your body strong and strong,

Although you can't become a master, you can protect yourself in case of any danger. However, this wind and thunder palm is actually an internal martial art that drives the palm method with internal force.

Now his internal strength has been lost, so not only does he not have the slightest strength but also his speed is extremely slow, and it is not good to use it against the enemy, but it can only be used to move his muscles and bones and exercise his body. (To be continued......)