Zhang Qian didn't know how long he had been flying in the air in a daze, the layer of wind shaped like a silkworm cocoon greatly blocked the tearing and friction of the outside air on his body, and also made him unable to see the outside situation clearly, only feeling that his flight route was not a straight line, and it was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

It seemed that he was trying his best to shake off something, and his body was about to fall apart after tossing.

If it weren't for the changes in the giant acupoints now, which made the food in the abdomen digested, I am afraid that it would have been vomited at this time, but the hunger in the abdomen was accompanied by a huge force that penetrated the lungs, and it was another uncomfortable feeling, as if the stomach and intestines were sticky and stumbled back and forth in the abdominal cavity.

From the night until the rising sun, through the vague wind layer, you can already see the faint light of the sky.

Zhang Qian felt that the speed seemed to have slowed down, and then the whole body lost its support, the wind layer that wrapped the body suddenly broke, and the whole person was a few feet in the air, although the morning light was not dazzling, but the pupils had been immersed in the dark for a long time, and suddenly saw the sun, which still made him see a flower in front of him, and the low city a few miles away looked unusually blurry, lying in the mountains, like a dirt fence, it seemed to be Qingyang County.

"After flying like this all night, I should have left Shuzhou at this speed, why is it still next to Qingyang County!" Zhang Qian's heart flashed with a trace of doubt, but before he could think about it clearly, the whole person had lost his inertia and fell from a high altitude.

Last night's torrential rain poured, the ground was poured into mud, a lot of cushioning and falling force, but it was not injured, but after turning over, his body was stained with mud, he didn't care, he patted casually, and then turned his head to look at the direction of Gumiao Village, just a hundred miles away, where can he see, the slightly warm sunlight fell on his face, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Now living here, although the vision does not make him feel strange and depressed, everything that happened last night is also like a dream, but Zhang Qian clearly knows that he may have nothing to do with the past days, but he doesn't know how his father is now, whether he is alive or dead? He also has many doubts in his heart that have not been solved, but this is not important, at least for now, the important thing is how to live, this is the top priority.

The hunger in his stomach hit him, and he slowly withdrew his thoughts from the confusion, and his eyes gradually returned to calm.

Zhang Qian stretched out his hand and rubbed it carefully on his body for a while, his slightly frowning brows gradually eased, the ten taels of consultation money obtained from practicing medicine in the Yang family yesterday were still on his body, and the ten taels of silver were enough for a small family to spend for a year, enough for him to survive this difficulty, he thought about it for a while, and then went to the city.

On the third pole of the day, Qingyang County is gradually becoming lively.

Shuzhou is located in the southwest, the business is naturally not as prosperous as the Xuyang area, and Qingyang County is only a remote city in Shuzhou, so there is not much floating population all year round, and there is only one inn in the county town of Nuoda, called Yangchun Inn, which means Yangchun white snow.

And this business can also be described as sunny spring and white snow, which is so light that the guy can't keep his spirits up.

The guy was holding a towel on his elbow, and was leaning on the counter and dozing, when he suddenly heard a sound of even footsteps on the ladder, and quickly woke up, and looked up, the man was wearing a snow-white Confucian shirt, although it was not as expensive as the young masters in the city who wore gold and jade, but there was a kind of bearing between the demeanors, which made people dare not slack off.

Yesterday, I stayed in this store and directly chartered the best A-shaped room in the inn for two months.

The guy untied the towel on his arm, cleanly wiped out the best table by the window, and then put on a smiling face, hurriedly greeted him, and asked earnestly: "Young Master Yang, are you satisfied with your rest last night, what are you going to eat?"

This person is naturally Yang Jiye, who sold his family's floating wealth and lived temporarily in Qingyang County.

"A bowl of goat's milk, then a fish stew, and two light and delicious side dishes. Yang Jiye commanded, and then crossed his hands on the edge of the table, thought carefully, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, although he has not yet formally practiced, but he has already begun to control his diet, his Yang family has received a small Weishan outer disciples, knowing that these cultivators can be said to be extremely particular in their diet, not tired of being fine.

The first step on the path of cultivation is to refine oneself and build a foundation, so that the sick qi is free and the qi and blood are full, and then the essence can be nourished.

The whole process is mainly based on breathing and breathing, supplemented by dietary regulation.

The first realm as long as the body is free of disease, and the age is appropriate, most people can do it, but the people in the world have a lot of brute strength, but if you let him exercise vigorously and still not breathe, it will be difficult for some strong people, but people who practice the art of breathing and breathing can do it.

If you want to conserve energy, the correct practice is naturally essential, but adjusting your diet is also the most important.

Yang Jiye's heart to seek the Tao is very firm, and he naturally attaches great importance to these, several dishes are warm and replenishing, which is extremely beneficial to the body, and even garlic, mustard, which he likes to eat on weekdays, let the store no longer put it, which can be regarded as quitting the desire of the tongue.

However, after a while, a few kinds of food were multiplied, and Yang Jiye ate slowly.

At this moment, a few officials in soap clothes came in a hurry, led by the county lieutenant, after entering the inn, they looked left and right, and saw Yang Jiye sitting by the window, and opened the greeting guy who came forward, and then sat down opposite the table, and said with a strange expression: "Early this morning, I sent seven or eight catchers to catch people in that ancient temple village, but guess what? Yang Gongzi, you can't guess if you kill him!"

"So you didn't catch anyone?" Yang Jiye frowned slightly and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing his tone, the county lieutenant hurriedly explained: "It's not that no one was caught, but that the person is dead." ”

"Dead?" Yang Jiye's pupils erupted with a cold light, hoping that it wasn't for these officials who didn't take it lightly and ruined his big things.

The few catchers on the side looked gloomy, and their boots were still stained with thick mud, obviously it was not easy to run around in the morning, and they stepped forward and said: "This thing is strange enough, last night the ancient temple village dragon turned over, and the whole mountain collapsed, and it just so happened that it was unfortunate that you said that Langzhong lived on that mountain." ”

"Earthquake...... The mountains have collapsed?" Rao is Yang Jiye has a calm heart, and he still feels incredible when he hears this.

But he also knew that these catchers categorically did not dare to deceive him with such an easy-to-debunk lie, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart, and he had worked hard to achieve such a vain blindness.

The few catchers were a little big when they heard it, and said with a bitter face: "My Yang Gongzi, the whole mountain has collapsed, there are not hundreds of people to dig it, how can you find the corpse?" But the doctor Ling Zun's Na Langzhong must be dead, I heard the people in the surrounding villages say that the mountain collapsed at night, and the whole family is sleeping in the house, how can I run in time, a hundred zhang high mountain, there is not even a single grass left, but it is really scary." ”

"How can this be?" Yang Jiye gradually believed in his heart, but he couldn't understand why things were so strange, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The county lieutenant saw that his face was strange, and said casually: "Since this Langzhong is dead, it can be regarded as retribution, Yang Gongzi should look away, although this person said that he died of Ling Zun, but if he really wants to report to the state capital, at most he will sentence a thorn to the army, but he will not be beheaded." ”

This person naturally didn't know what Yang Jiye had in mind, and now that this kind of thing is happening, in his opinion, it can be regarded as the best of both worlds.

Even if he gave this bitter master an explanation, it also saved him some trouble.

"Yang Gongzi mourns, if there is nothing else, I still have something to do, so I will go first. The county lieutenant said.

Yang Jiye's anger gradually subsided, feeling that this matter is also not beautiful, it is useless to force it, and he does not want to work hard for it anymore, seeing that the county lieutenant wants to leave, he got up to send it off, and touched a piece of silver and threw it into his hand, as a few hard money to catch fast, he is about to leave this Qingyang County, everything in the world has nothing to do with him, and this move is naturally not to tie up with the official who is in charge of the security of a county, but a habit.

Seeing those people walking away, Yang Jiye turned around and sat back by the window.

was about to pick up chopsticks to eat, but suddenly saw a familiar figure on the noodle stall across the street, although wearing a jacket, but did not escape his gaze, the original gloomy look became stunned for a moment, and then returned to calm, quietly called the guy in the store, and ordered a few words.

When Zhang Qian entered the county seat of Qingyang, it was still morning, so he found a street noodle stall and ate something.

Then he found an apprentice in a crude medicine shop in the city, the pharmacy shopkeeper was very picky, the salary of 300 wen a month, not including three meals a day, naturally no one cared, but provided a place to live, Zhang Qian readily agreed, one to save the cost of the guest house, and the other to have a hidden identity, if you wander around the county all day with nothing to do, it will always arouse suspicion, and it is a long-term solution at present.

For everything that happened yesterday, although Zhang Qian remembered it vividly, although he didn't understand it very well, he was also a little shocked.

However, at this time, he maintained his usual calmness, as if nothing had happened, Zhang Qian had survived alone since he was a child, what kind of difficulties had never been encountered, he had long been accustomed to this kind of ups and downs, and not being surprised was the first element of surviving in danger.

In the morning, in order to save time and deal with his identity, he only ate a bowl of noodles in this shop, and his chest was attached to his back before two hours of hunger, so he also had a lesson from the past, and at this time he sat down and asked the boss to give three catties of cooked beef, and ate it with a bowl of noodles in a sea of slices, and even drank the soup together, and the boss kept looking back.

He even served him a bowl of soup, for fear of choking.

"Cut me another two pounds of beef. Zhang Qian pushed the empty bowl on the table away and wiped the grease on his lips, but he felt that he was not full.

As soon as he said this, the owner of the noodle stall below stumbled, almost didn't throw the spoon in the pot, Zhang Qian came back to his senses, looked at the pile of empty bowls on the table, and carefully calculated, his food was also amazing, and quickly added: "Wrap it, this is for my shopkeeper." ”

"Okay, wait a minute. The noodle stall owner looked a little more normal and went to the side to get busy.

Zhang Qian sat on the bench, closed his eyes and recuperated, but one hand was lightly placed on the left side of half an inch below his umbilicus, only to feel that his fingertips seemed to be pressed on a tumbling sack, which seemed to hide a fierce beast, and the digestion ability of his stomach and intestines was more than ten times stronger than before.

The stomach digests food, turns it into the subtleties of grains and spreads throughout the body, maintaining the consumption of the body's operation.

As long as a person lives for a day, this process will not be interrupted for a moment, but it is very subtle, but it is difficult for ordinary people to feel, but Zhang Qian can clearly feel at this time that a surging force spreads from his abdomen, filling every corner of his body.

"The five grains are the source of the strength of the human body, no matter how exquisite the martial arts in the world are, but they must always be able to eat, but the body's ability to digest and bear is limited, although my father's intention is simple, but at present, it is a great help for me, and cultivating the art of the abyss will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. ”

Zhang Qian pondered secretly in his heart, and suddenly thought of the meaning of the word "Daoyuan", and seemed to have an understanding.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him, accompanied by the collision of iron chains, a group of catchers in soap-colored official clothes swarmed, Zhang Qian glanced sideways slightly, but saw that those people's eyes fell on him, obviously coming at himself, he was slightly startled, and the secret was not good, but in an instant, he returned to normal, Shi Shiran stood up and arched his hand politely to those officials.

"The person sitting on it is Zhang Qian of Gumiao Village, who diagnosed Master Yang Yongfu in Lushui Town on the twenty-seventh day of the first month of the seventeenth year of Daozong?"

The officials did not appreciate it, and before he could reply, they untied the shackles from their waists and surrounded them.

"Yang Yongfu?" Zhang Qian was slightly stunned, and then understood a trace of mystery, even if he didn't know the cause and effect, but he also knew that this matter must be that Yang Jiye was the obstruction, after last night's change, he left this little thing behind, but at this time it caused such trouble, his thoughts in his heart flowed quickly, thinking of a way to deal with it, "This Yang Jiye can instigate the government to arrest me, it won't be without reason, could it be that Yang Yongfu is dead? What a wolf with ruthless ambitions!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian's heart was full of murderous intent.

Then he seemed to feel something, and his eyes were horizontal, and he fell on the window on the second floor of the Yangchun Inn, which was Yang Jiye!

"It's really a blessing, and the disaster is not a one-way street!" Zhang Qianxin secretly said unlucky, and in a moment he saw his current situation clearly, if he fell into the hands of this Yang Jiye, he was afraid that there would be more than one prison disaster, and most of his life would not be guaranteed.

And he is not a timid person, he never drags mud and water before life and death.