After Lu Yi finished thinking in his mind, he stopped resisting and allowed the old monk's energy to wrap him up and roll him into the old monk's hands.

The old monk stretched out his hands and grabbed Lu Yi. He immediately smiled and the wrinkles on his face stretched out like chrysanthemums.

"Hey, I told you to run away, I told you to run away! Why don't you run away now? You are still a little too young to escape from the hands of my monk, Ciyuan, haha!"

The old monk looked at Lu Yidao with a smile, his expression was like that of an old naughty boy, unconventional. Then, the old monk put it in the khaki shoulder bag. He jumped ten feet away and walked towards the north.

Lu Qingyun washed the dirt off his body and went ashore. When he came to the shore, he was ready to wash off his clothes. Squatting by the cold pool, Lu Qingyun looked at the reflection in the water and was stunned. He saw only the dirt on his body.

The skin is as white as jade, rosy in the white, and shining brightly.

At this time, if Lu Qingyun walks to the street, those women will definitely be envious when they see Lu Qingyun's skin. If they are bolder, they might even come up and ask Lu Qingyun how he maintains his skin.

How come you have such fair skin.

After a while, Lu Qingyun came to his senses. He couldn't figure out why his skin suddenly became so white.

"Could it be that the fruit just now was really a treasure of heaven and earth? It cleansed my muscles and cut my marrow, so that's why my skin turned out like this?"

Lu Qingyun, who couldn't figure it out, suddenly had such an idea in his heart. Then, Lu Qingyun shook his head and said secretly: "How can it be so easy to find treasures of heaven and earth? It's a blessing that I didn't die today.

Forget it, if you become white, just become white, it’s not a bad thing anyway.”

With this thought, Lu Qingyun stopped thinking about why he suddenly turned white and concentrated on washing the clothes on his hands.

It was not until many years later that Lu Qingyun realized that what he had swallowed that day was really the legendary treasure. As for why Lu Qingyun felt that all his internal organs were burned after taking it, Lu Qingyun at that time was completely just an ordinary person.

If you place the treasures of heaven and earth in front of you, they will be more powerful than the poison that penetrates the intestines.

After washing the clothes, Lu Qingyun casually hung them on the sunny branches beside the cold pool to dry. With nothing to do, Lu Qingyun sat on the big stone next to the cold pool and did the five-heart pose.

I started practicing the breathing technique taught to me by Lu Yi.

This breathing method is a breathing method that Lu Yi uses instinctively by combining his best standing posture. In Chinese martial arts, one breath is practiced internally and the muscles, bones and skin are practiced externally. This breathing method is what is called in Chinese martial arts.

'Practice one breath within' can increase the energy and strength in the human body to a greater extent.

As soon as Lu Qingyun took a breath and thought, he felt a cyclone rotating in the Dantian of his lower abdomen. As Lu Qingyun breathed, the cyclone gradually began to stir, spurting out streams of hot air and traveling to all parts of the body. Lu Qingyun suddenly felt

I felt warm all over my body and felt indescribably comfortable, and I almost screamed.

That cyclone was the medicinal power left over from Lu Qingyun's consumption of the small red fruit.

Under the heat, Lu Qingyun couldn't help but relax. Gradually, Lu Qingyun forgot about himself, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to control his breathing. The body began to breathe naturally, and the heat in the body flowed faster.

Already.

At the same time, Huang Mao's men, Ji Feo, Lu Mao, Er Leng, Xiao Qiang and others, also led a group of people into the mountains, carrying machetes, looking for traces of Lu Qingyun.

"md, this bastard is really good at running. mlgbd, it's really hard to find him when he comes to this barren mountain."

Lu Mao cut off a vine in front of him and cursed in his mouth.

"Fuck, if I find him, I'll chop him into pieces!"

After searching for a long time, they still couldn't find Lu Qingyun. The gangsters were getting a little impatient. One gangster immediately threw the knife to the side and shouted, obviously very angry.

The sword flashed past, and the gangster behind the knife suddenly shrank his neck. The sword flashed over his head, and with a "dou" sound, it was nailed into the tree diagonally opposite.

"Nmd, you bastard, do you know that you almost hit me on the head? You are looking for death!"

After touching his cold head and finding that nothing was wrong, the gangster immediately started yelling and cursing. As he spoke, he rushed over and punched and kicked the gangster who was throwing the knife.

The other gangsters didn't stop the fight, they all looked at it with smiles. Anyway, the matter had nothing to do with them. Besides, anyone who was suddenly almost killed would be like him. So he could only let him go first.

Let him vent his anger, so as not to draw out his sword and strike.

"Okay, stop arguing, tmd, business is more important. Don't tmd keep making trouble for me!"

After a while, Lu Mao saw that the gangster's hair was really bad, and he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

Seeing that the two people stopped and stopped fighting under his words. Lu Mao nodded quite satisfied with the two people's obedience, and then said: "Xiao Fei, hurry up and pick up your knife for me. Don't

TM was thrown away, do you know?"

"knew!"

Xiao Fei replied and walked to the tree dejectedly, preparing to pull out his machete.

"Brother Green, look, it's that kid!"

Xiao Fei took out the machete and casually glanced down the mountain. He immediately saw the figure at the cold pool. After a closer look, he saw that it was Lu Qingyun, the kid he was looking for with more than a dozen people. Xiao Fei immediately shouted.

"Grass, there is really no place to look for after wearing straw sandals. That person is at the small pond of Hantan!" Seeing Lu Qingyun's figure, Lu Mao was overjoyed and recited a poem.

"Brother Lu Mao, what a poem!"

Several other gangsters heard Lu Mao's little poem and quickly took pictures.

"Okay sister, don't you know what level I'm at? Stop whining, kill me and chop this kid into pieces!"

When Lu Mao saw the flattering expressions of those people, he immediately cursed. After saying that, he took the gangsters and ran down separately, preparing to make dumplings for Lu Qingyun, leaving him with no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

Lu Qingyun suddenly felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but shudder. As if something bad had happened, he suddenly woke up from his practice. When he opened his eyes, he saw only a dozen gangster-looking people.

Carrying a machete, he came towards him from the mountainside.

"not good!"

Lu Qingyun screamed secretly, quickly put away the clothes hanging on the branches and held them in his arms.
Chapter completed!