The gentle breeze blew slowly, making Lou Jinchen's thoughts seem to fly to the moon high in the sky.

Seeing the moon and thinking about his hometown, although he told himself in his heart that his parents did not need to worry about him, he knew very well that his parents must be uncomfortable. He only hoped to see him fighting here this month with these people who were no longer human.

, not to be seen by parents through the moon.

People can struggle in the mud by themselves, but they don’t want their loved ones to see this.

Lou Jinchen looked for the living people among them. Several women were still alive. They knelt down in disheveled clothes and sobbed, while some kept thanking them.

He asked everyone to get dressed and tidy up, while he began to search himself, and found several spell books. Although they were all heretical, they could also increase his knowledge.

Then he untied the hunter from the tree and buried it with the corpses of several victims. The few living women also followed him silently, digging the ground with wood. It took a lot of effort to dig out a big

Make a pit and bury several people side by side.

"You suffer together here, so let's be buried here together. If there is an afterlife, you can also support each other!" Lou Jinchen sighed. He didn't know if there was reincarnation in this world, but being able to be reincarnated is always a blessing to the deceased.

A good wish.

For the others, Lou Jinchen didn't bury them at all. The green mountains had their own purification ability. The wild beasts in the mountains would eat them, and the vegetation could also eat them.

He put the sword in his belt and picked up the lantern placed on the stone.

With three women, he was looking for the way back in the forest. He was very tired. He was so tired that he could no longer crawl away. He didn't feel tired during the battle. He even felt that he had endless magic power, but when he stopped, he realized that he was actually exhausted.

, and dug a few holes to bury a few people, so they were a little wobbly when walking, and the same was true for the three women who followed him. They all trudged in silence in the mountains.

They looked for the mountain roads taken by some wild animals and hunters, and then walked on the paths washed out by the mountains and rivers, walking unsteadily.

In that dense forest, there are unknown eyes peeping, wild beasts, or ghosts, steep mountains, or those kinds of immortals. When these things see the scene of Lou Jinchen killing with one sword, they will definitely spread this scene to everyone.

However, they also saw that Lou Jinchen was at the end of his strength and wanted to seize his body or devour his soul, but they suddenly felt a sense of terror and a feeling of heart palpitations.

His eyes fell on the lamp held by Lou Jinchen, and he saw that the light was dim and covered with colored glass. He was not afraid of the mountain wind, but he vaguely seemed to see a person sitting cross-legged in the lamp.

There, if you look carefully, you can't see anything. The lights are still on, but no one dares to make a sneak attack.

If someone can look from a high place, he will see a lone lamp walking through the green mountains at night, swaying in the night wind and waves, looming, the world is silent, and the crescent moon in the sky seems to be afraid that the light cannot help him.

Light the way forward and follow closely.

In the early morning, the sun breaks through the clouds and fog and shines on the sky and earth.

Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding had already gotten up and found that the water tank in the kitchen and the water tank outside in the yard were empty. They immediately understood that Lou Jinchen had not returned yet.

They immediately came to Lou Jinchen's room and found that the hunter was still sleeping on the bed. They couldn't help but worry. They saw Lou Jinchen leave and knew that he was going to save the hunter's uncle, so they immediately ran towards the viewer's room.

Go and shout: "Master of the temple, Master of the temple, senior brother has not come back yet."

While they were shouting, they banged the door of the viewer's room.

There was a sigh in the room, and the door opened from the inside. The viewer stood there, looking at the two boys, and sighed in his heart again.

The two boys looked at the viewer's silent expression, and their expressions changed in vain. They came here because they were worried about Lou Jinchen's safety, but now seeing the viewer's appearance, they felt that Lou Jinchen might have been killed.

"Wow!" Shang Gui'an cried suddenly. He had been suppressing all the unspeakable grievances since his mother's death. He had seen Lou Jinchen's efforts and set him as an example in his heart.

, in his opinion, Lou Jinchen was so outstanding. His family was destroyed by a disaster, and he devoted himself to Huo Ling Temple alone. With hard work, he learned the Dharma successfully in a short time.

However, he still died, and he thought that he might also die like this. After his death, his body would be thrown into the wilderness, and no one in his family might remember it, so he was filled with sadness and cried bitterly.

Deng Ding, who was standing next to him, heard Shang Guiding cry and looked very unhappy. He asked: "Guanzhu, shall we go find our senior brother?"

"Alas!" The viewer sighed: "Lou Jinchen is fine."

What he sighed was that his two preliminary disciples cared so much about Lou Jinchen. Could it be that the Taoist temple he built was just for Lou Jinchen? He took him as a registered disciple and kidnapped his two disciples.

After Shang Gui'an heard that Lou Jinchen was okay, his crying suddenly changed, becoming less sad and more happy.

Just then, a voice shouted: "Where are you guys, come and boil the water. I've brought back the wild boar I hunted."

Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding ran to the courtyard to take a look. Lou Jinchen had returned, covered in blood, with a black sheath sword stuck on his waist, a lamp on his waist, and a black sword weighing more than a hundred kilograms.

The wild boar lay at his feet.

Behind him were three embarrassed women.

"Senior brother, you are injured." Shang Gui'an asked with tears in his eyes.

"No, I'm fine. Really, look." After Lou Jinchen finished speaking, he turned around twice and took off the lamp and sword from his waist. When he saw the viewer coming over, he immediately handed the lamp to the viewer.

, the temple owner looked at him, then looked at the wild boar on the ground, and said: "When you have a rest, come to my room and teach you the sword-refining formula."

After saying that, he turned around and went back. He felt that he should consider recruiting one or two more boys. These two boys were already more close to Lou Jinchen than they respected him, but he was not angry at all. He knew very well that he had been there all day long.

Practicing in the room, Lou Jinchen spent time with him day and night, explaining to them the secrets of cultivation. It was normal to be close to them. If this could not get their closeness and love, then he would consider these two boys instead.

On this day, with the help of the hunter, the two boys washed and skinned the wild boar, divided some meat for the hunter to take back, and kept some fresh meat for eating, while the rest was salted and dried.

Meat, Huo Ling Guan was suddenly filled with the aroma of air-dried meat. Some meat and wild vegetable leaves were cooked in the porridge that I ate every day, and there was an additional steamed air-dried meat in the rice. Although it was still monotonous, it was not like before.

Indifferent.

The three women stayed in Huo Ling Temple for two days. After recovering some energy, they left in tears.

Every now and then, Lou Jinchen would go into the mountains to hunt down some fresh wild animals and bring them back to eat.

He went to the city to buy some seasonal vegetable seeds, opened a piece of land on a flat place by the stream near the Taoist temple, and planted the seeds, so that he would have vegetables to eat in the future.

After killing the people in Granny Du's valley that day, everything became quiet, and Huo Ling Guan became famous and established in this area.

As summer passed and autumn came, the scorching heat was still there during the day, but at night, the temperature dropped quickly. Lou Jinchen was lying on a recliner that the young hunter had given him.

His name is Liang Wu, and he learned hunting from his uncle before. After his uncle died, he wanted to raise his grandma as a gift, and his aunt remarried, so he was still raising his niece. As for his own father who went hunting in the mountains with his uncle in the early years, he was unable to come out.

, he himself was brought up by his uncle.

My grandfather also died in the mountains that year, so he decided not to hunt anymore, but to learn to be a bamboo craftsman, and he made the bamboo deck chair and delivered it to him.

Lou Jinchen did not reject his kindness, but was very happy to be able to sit on this recliner at night from summer to autumn, looking at the stars and the moon in the sky, blowing the mountain breeze, and feeling the faint chirping of birds coming from the mountains. This was also

It was a pleasant thing, and seeing Lou Jinchen happy, Liang Wu was also happy, because he felt that he had done something meaningful to Lou Jinchen.

Yesterday, Lou Jinchen went to Ji's School to inquire, but Master Ji still had not come back. A month ago, he went to Ji's School to listen to the Dharma, but by then Master Ji had already taken his disciples to study in Fucheng.

Shang Gui'an and Deng Ding have not yet started, and are still in the stage of meditation, but now they can persist in tranquility for a long time.

At this time, he already understood that it was not normal for him to be able to refine Qi overnight.

These days, he was summarizing, recalling the battle that night. A sudden flash of inspiration was not the norm, but a person who was good at summarizing could turn his sudden flash of inspiration into his normal ability.

In addition, he meditates on yin and yang every day. He feels that as long as the feeling of yin and yang deepens, the power of the sword in his hand will naturally increase. What's more, the sword refining skills taught by the master are a guide to refining swords.

Dharma, which says that the best thing for refining swords is the two qi of yin and yang.

So while he was practicing, he used taiyin and sun essence fire to refine the sword in his hand. This kind of purification can actually be said to let his thoughts of Dharma penetrate into it. At that time, the sword will be like a part of the body, and the sword will move with his thoughts.

In the past two months, I have felt that the alloy sword in my hand has a little more resonance. Although it is very weak, it is a happy thing. At this time, his sword was unsheathed and lying on the low table next to him, and as the building approached,

Chen's breath, the moonlight on the sword flows.

There is a fire in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, which attracts the surrounding mosquitoes to throw themselves into it, so Lou Jin and the two children who are lying here to enjoy the cool will not be bitten by moths.

Of course, the two boys did not have a recliner. Liang Wu originally wanted to buy another recliner, but Lou Jinchen refused because he knew that Liang Wu needed to support his family now, and a recliner would already take him several days of effort.

The two boys were sitting under the eaves of the corridor, closing their eyes and meditating.

Lou Jinchen asked them to think about the thing they are most afraid of today. If they think about the same thing day and night, maybe they can get used to it. Once they get used to it, they won't care so much and can subdue this delusion.

"It's so peaceful." Lou Jinchen lay there and looked at the stars in the sky, his heart was so peaceful that his thoughts in the sea of ​​air seemed not as good as a mirror.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in his ears.

"Taoist, Taoist..."

Lou Jinchen opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a person lying there on the wall of the courtyard. The head that stuck out was a bit triangular, which looked very much like the one in a certain cartoon in Lou Jinchen's mind.

Female snake demon.

With just one glance, Lou Jinchen woke up, but he didn't move and just responded with his gaze.

"Taoist Priest, I am the Bai family of Baiyan Cave on the bank of Biyan Lake. I came here today to invite the Taoist Priest to attend our gathering of immortals in the mountains."

Lou Jinchen looked at this woman with a triangular head. He obviously didn't see his mouth move, and there was no obvious sound coming from him, but the sound was transmitted into his heart, as if it was transmitted through his eyes.

"Did I feel this sound? Instead of hearing it with my physical ears?" Lou Jinchen was suddenly confused. The two boys next to him were still sitting there and did not hear the words of the triangular-headed woman at all.

An interest arose in his heart. What he was interested in was not to attend some inexplicable gathering of immortals. He wanted to come to some kind of gathering of immortals in the mountains. It couldn't be any fairy family, it could only be the monsters in the mountains.

How the sound he was interested in was transmitted.

Sound is an open method, it is emitted and transmitted through the air, and everything that can be heard can be heard.

So this sound is only heard by yourself, what is the principle?

Sound transmission in martial arts novels? Condensing sounds into lines and transmitting them into the ears of a designated person?

Lou Jinchen felt that he couldn't do it, so what did the other party do?

He thought for a moment and felt that this might be a precise transmission of consciousness, but Lou Jinchen couldn't figure out the specific details for the moment.

However, he did not feel any dangerous hostility, so he stood up, came not far from the courtyard wall, and said, "What kind of spell is this that can be transmitted directly to my heart?"

"Taoist Master Rong, this magic is called the sound transmission of the mind. It was taught by an expert. Without the permission of the expert, I can't say too much." The woman with the triangular head was lying on the wall of the courtyard, Lou Jinchen
To be continued...