On this day, the weather was clear and the wind was warm, so that Hu Heng got up to read after finishing his cultivation as usual, and Wu Zhen was practicing his sword as always. Ling Huheng also admired Wu Zhen, he would do what the old Taoist priest told him to do, as many times as he was called, no more and no less. Linghu Heng always said that Wu Zhen was dead, and Wu Zhen was not annoyed, but just smiled. Ling Hu Heng couldn't do anything about him, but the old Taoist priest ordered him to do it, and Ling Hu Heng would finish it, but it all depended on his mood to do more or less.

Unconsciously, the time was almost noon, and Ling Hu Heng also put down the "Wenlin Lu", not that he didn't want to read it, but that the books in the small bamboo house had been read by Ling Hu Heng since then, and so much knowledge had been completely engraved in Ling Hu Heng's mind, including poems and songs, secret stories of cultivation, elixir artifacts, etc., all thanks to Ling Hu Heng's perverted memory. From this point of view, those pair of eyes that consume abnormal spiritual power are not useless, at least Ling Hu Heng is now truly unforgettable.

Ling Hu Heng had nothing to do, got up and walked out of the door, and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, so that his heart, which had been immersed in cultivation, could relax. Although the scenery of the bamboo forest is pleasant, it lacks novelty, and it will naturally make people aesthetically tired after watching it for a long time, not to mention that Ling Hu Heng is a child who is not yet twelve years old! Ling Hu Heng is not in the mood to appreciate the green bamboo and green grassland, and walks straight to the small pool. Not long after, Ling Hu Heng came to the small pool, and seeing that the crane was still playing there, Ling Hu Heng was childlike, picked up a few small stones and threw them over. I thought it would be thrown, but I didn't expect that the crane's wings fanned, and the small stone flew straight back, and the strength was much faster than when Ling Huheng threw it out, and the sound of breaking the air was also very urgent. Ling Hu Heng's eyes were sharp, and he rolled on the ground dangerously between the electric light and flint, so that he could avoid the urgent small stones, but his clothes inevitably got water stains and mud everywhere, so he was not a wolf. After dodging over, Ling Hu Heng's ears heard two more muffled sounds of "poof", and when he turned his head, he saw that the small stone was actually embedded in the ground, three feet deep! Ling Hu Heng stood up in anger and shock, and looked at the cranes that seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, only to see that the crane that fought back fluttered its wings a few times, and raised its head high, as if it was disdainful of Ling Hu Heng. Ling Hu Heng was enraged, and thought to himself: "This flat-haired beast is too blind!"

How did Ling Hu Heng know that these cranes were alien species of heaven and earth, and their strength was comparable to that of the late stage of the Jiedan, if they fought at high altitudes, even the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage would be helpless against him, because their speed was too fast! And the master of the old Taoist priest, that is, the ancestor of Ling Hu Heng, it was also the time that he had worked hard to subdue such spiritual and exotic beasts, and he could not use them as mounts, so he needed to serve like an uncle. And Ling Hu Heng wanted to provoke them after two years of cultivation, which can be regarded as fearless. Fortunately, the crane didn't take him seriously, otherwise Ling Hu Heng would have to make a big deal today.

After Ling Huheng was bored, he patted the dust on his body with little interest, but no matter how he looked at it, he was a wolf. Just when Linghu Heng wanted to go back, the crane made a clear sound, Linghu Heng's heart tightened, thinking that the crane was going to seek justice from him, his eyes stared at the crane not far away, his fists clenched, as if facing a great enemy. Who would have thought that the crane was obviously not aimed at Ling Huheng, but looked behind Ling Huheng, and it was clear that an outsider was coming.

Ling Huheng also noticed that something was wrong, and listened attentively, and sure enough, there was a faint sound of conversation not far away. Ling Huheng has also been cultivating for two years, and he also faintly heard the content of the conversation: "Little junior sister, look, this is the green bamboo forest, I said that there is nothing fun, you have to come." Then a slightly naïve female voice said, "I haven't finished reading it, who knows!" Another voice said: "Little junior sister, Uncle Silent doesn't like outsiders to disturb him, I think we should go, if we are discovered, he will sue Master Sù We will be miserable!" "Hmph, you are all cowards!"

When he said this, Ling Huheng could already see people clearly, and the person in front of that group of people was Yang Zhishuang, who he hadn't seen for two years! At that moment, Ling Huheng's brain was short-circuited, and he didn't think about how they came to this green bamboo forest and what their purpose was. Ling Huheng just thought in his heart: "It's her, it's really her!"

Just when Linghu Heng was stunned, Yang Zhishuang and the others also came to the small waterhole not far away, and saw Linghu Heng in a daze, and the older boy shouted: "Hey, who are you, why are you blocking our way?"

Ling Huheng looked at Yang Zhishuang blankly, and did not answer. Yang Zhishuang saw that Ling Huheng had been looking at her, and she was also a little annoyed: "Idiot, people are asking you!"

Ling Huheng came back to his senses at this time, and said in a daze: "What do you want to ask me?" Yang Zhishuang was even more annoyed, his cheeks were bulging, and he looked quite cute, and said: "Who are you, why are you blocking us!" Ling Huheng repeated in a daze: "Who am I? Who am I? I am Ling Huheng! Why are you blocking your way, why?" In fact, Ling Huheng was thinking: "Why is she angry? However, she is also very beautiful when she is angry!"

The boy saw Ling Huheng's stupid appearance, and laughed: "I know, that stupid boy likes the little junior sister!" Yang Zhishuang listened, his face turned red, and his mouth said: "Damn nerd!" The boy saw that Yang Zhishuang was unhappy, and he was willing to be the first bird, and stepped forward and said: "If you don't get out of the way, I'm welcome!" But Ling Huheng didn't care what he said, his mind was on Yang Zhishuang. The boy was naturally unhappy, seeing that Ling Huheng didn't answer, he was angry, pulled out of the stance, and said, "Boy, look at the move!" After speaking, he waved his palms and called Ling Huheng.

Ling Huheng was still thinking about his thoughts, when he saw that it suddenly went dark in front of him, and a palm shadow attacked, and he instinctively flashed back, and he could avoid that palm. Ling Hu Heng retracted his mind, his face turned cold, and he said: "Good thief, dare to trespass into the green bamboo forest, and dare to hurt people!"

The boy said: "You kid, it seems that you want to get along with us! Look at the move!" Ling Hu Heng calmed down, carefully looked at the person in front of him, cultivation is not in the early stage of foundation building, but the bull fork coaxed again and again, Ling Hu Heng is not good at stubble, how can there be a reason to not fight back! Although he has not learned boxing and kicking, he can also deal with it, after all, cultivation is there, the gap between the middle stage of foundation building and the early stage of foundation building, the gap in the realm cannot be made up by two or three moves. Sure enough, after more than a dozen moves, Ling Hu Heng fought more and more smoothly, and the previous disadvantages were reversed one by one, and this time it was the boy's turn to be in a hurry. A few more rounds later, Ling Hu Heng had a flash of inspiration, his eyes accurately found the boy's flaw, and punched the boy in the chest, and the boy was knocked back several steps, kneeling on the ground and unable to get up.

Yang Zhishuang was even more angry when she saw it, and as soon as she raised her slender hand, a bright light shrouded Ling Hu Heng, who carelessly didn't check the middle of the cover, and couldn't move. Yang Zhishuang's face was cold, and he said, "Let's go together!" The remaining little boys didn't need to say much, they rushed up and pressed Ling Huheng to the ground to the ground to be a fat beating. Ling Hu Heng struggled hard, but it was also in vain, you must know that Yang Zhishuang's cultivation at this time was already in the late stage of foundation building, and he learned this trick "spiritual power binding", although it was only a very superficial move, but it was not something that Ling Hu Heng could break free. No, after a while, Hu Heng was beaten and his nose and face were swollen. Ling Huheng was also arrogant, endured the pain, and refused to shout forgiveness. In the end, it is a child's heart, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, anyway, Yang Zhishuang's anger has not disappeared, she will not shout to stop, Ling Huheng no longer knows how many punches he has been hit, how many kicks he has struck, but he still does not cry out in pain, he only said in his heart: "Today's hatred, ten times the next day!"

After a quarter of an hour's effort, the group of little boys didn't feel tired, and they were still beating Ling Huheng with punches and kicks. Yang Zhishuang also began to feel that something was wrong, and just wanted to shout to stop, but he didn't know that the crane over there couldn't stand it. Originally, the crane that was thrown by Ling Hu Heng with a stone, with a clear roar, fluttered his wings, and came to the front of the group of people in an instant, and couldn't help but say that the wings were fanned, and the group of little boys and Yang Zhishuang were fanned a few meters away by a strong wind, only Ling Hu Heng was still lying on the ground. Yang Zhishuang didn't expect the crane to be so powerful, the silver teeth bited, got up and said, "Let's go, this flat-haired beast is very powerful!" The group of little boys all looked at the majestic crane with fear in their eyes, and walked back after Yang Zhishuang.

Ling Hu Heng was sore at the moment, almost fainted, and it was all because of an obsession to maintain his consciousness, but at this moment the danger was gone, but Ling Hu Heng couldn't hold on, his eyelids sank, and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Hu Heng woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dark! Before Ling Hu Heng could react, he heard a crane chirping in his ears, and Ling Hu Heng turned his head with difficulty, but it was the crane that was still standing by his side, watching him wake up, as if he was chirping happily. Ling Huheng struggled to stand up, touched the feathers of the crane, and said, "Brother Crane, thank you!"

The crane also put his head on Ling Hu Heng, although he didn't use any force, Ling Hu Heng still wanted to fall. Ling Hu Heng smiled bitterly, facing his body, his eyes flashed a bright red, and the injuries on his body were actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye! The immortal crane was also stunned on the side, as if this was incomparably magical, but for Ling Hu Heng, this was already used to it. After a while, the scars on his body were gone, and Ling Hu Heng's injuries were also recovered, but the bruises and purples on his face could not be eliminated.

After Ling Hu Heng said goodbye to the crane, he slowly walked back to the bamboo house. Wu Zhen saw that his face was injured so badly, so he hurriedly took him medicine, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, who beat you like this?"

Ling Hu Heng sneered and said, "I was bitten by a few wild dogs!" Wu Zhen was stunned for a moment and said, "Where did the wild dogs come from in the green bamboo forest?" Ling Hu Heng sneered and said, "Not only that, but there are quite a few!"

Wu Zhen is an honest man, he doesn't know why, so he has to help Ling Huheng with medicine. Ling Hu Heng didn't care about the pain, and thought in his heart: "You wait for me! I will take revenge on this revenge!" Ling Hu Heng wants to take revenge on Yang Zhishuang, but on that group of boys, Ling Hu Heng has firmly remembered each of them, if this revenge is not avenged, Ling Hu Heng will not be Ling Hu Heng!