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Luoxia Mountain.

Ye Hong walked up the mountain with the sword on his back.

He asked almost everyone in the village for more than six months, but no one knew the location of Shouyang Mountain, and most of them had never heard of Shouyang Mountain.

Meng Guchuan got him a lot of ganoderma lucidum and ginseng one after another, but most of them were too old and had almost no aura.He could only meditate every day, not daring to slack off in the slightest. After more than six months, he managed to recover a little bit, and he was finally able to move freely a dozen or so days ago.

He wanted to leave immediately, but occasionally he followed Meng Guchuan up the mountain and found that the concentration of spiritual energy on the mountain was much higher than that at the bottom. Although it was still far inferior to the realm of cultivation, he was still very pleasantly surprised.

If he leaves at this time, first of all he has to inquire about the location of Shouyang Mountain. Because he is injured, he may not be able to move fast enough. It is better to heal his injury before leaving. After he has made up his mind, he will go up the mountain every day. Gu Chuan has a sword hut on the mountain, and he heals his wounds in it.

On the way, he met Xiaodou from the Li family in the village, and he greeted him with a smile.

Xiaodou likes this good-looking brother very much, and every time he sees him, he will pounce on him: "Brother, brother, are you going to the mountains again?"

Ye Hong hugged him and scratched his nose: "Yes, why are you alone?"

Xiaodou kept shaking his arm: "I'm going to deliver eggs to Aunt Song, brother, I also want to go to the mountains to play, brother, why don't you take me there."

Ye Hong smiled wryly in his heart, and came again.Xiaodou has long wanted to go to the mountain to play, but he is still young, and there are wild beasts on the mountain, adults will definitely not feel at ease.

Ye Hong put him down, knelt down and looked at him, and said, "Xiaodou, you are still young, you will go when you grow up, okay?"

Xiaodou pursed her lips: "I'm not young, I'm seven years old. You're just like Dad, not fun, not fun." Xiaodou made a face at Ye Hong and ran to the village.

Ye Hong smiled and shook his head, stood up and continued walking up the mountain.

Six months ago, he would never have imagined that one day he would get along with ordinary people like this.

In the realm of comprehension, the weak eat the strong, and high-level monks regard low-level monks as ants, let alone mortals.In the eyes of monks, mortal life is like worthless, not worth mentioning.But the way of heaven has its own rules, and no monk dares to risk the disgrace of the world and make waves in the mortal world.

Ye Hong walked up the mountain step by step. In the silent mountain forest, only the chirping of birds could be heard. The sudden increase in the concentration of spiritual energy made him feel comfortable all over.He was in a happy mood. At this time, the innocent words of children, the sound of young people reading books, and the earnest exhortations of old people seemed to ring in his ears one after another. The lives of these mortals are so ordinary, but so happy.After in-depth contact with these mortals, he can no longer regard them as worthless, and he has to respect those fresh lives.He had a vague feeling that the value of any life in this world could neither be measured by length nor by strength, but since this was the case, why did monks pursue greater strength?

He was a little confused. Familiar faces appeared in front of his eyes one by one from the brothers, master, great elder, Shen Junru, Rong Jin of Tianjianmen, and the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated.No matter what other people are doing, his daily hard work is for the glory of Tianjianmen, for the joy and excitement of fighting, and for exploring the true meaning of the sword, and these are all worth his whole life.

His mood suddenly brightened, and the lightsaber was infected by him, trembling slightly in the scabbard, making a buzzing sound of joy.

The spiritual power in his body circulated automatically, and the wandering spiritual energy gradually gathered towards him. After a while, a small vortex appeared above his head, and his body was continuously washed by the gathered spiritual energy. After about half an hour, he His body had already recovered to its peak state, and when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, he whistled several times, and darted across the forest, startling a mountain bird.

Ye Hong soon arrived outside the sword hut.

Meng Guchuan sensed his arrival, but as if he didn't notice it, he still stood on the spot and practiced his sword.

Speaking of Meng Guchuan's sword practice, it can't help but make people puzzled.Regardless of whether it is windy or raining, he wields his sword a thousand times a day. In the eyes of others, it is a waste of too much time.

Ye Hong is this "bystander". He watched it for more than ten days, and today he was in a good mood, and he lost his composure and said, "Brother Meng, you are wasting your time wielding your sword every day. Why don't you spend this time on exploring the way of the sword?" above?"

Meng Guchuan acted as if he hadn't heard it, his posture didn't change, and he continued to swing the sword again and again until it reached a thousand strokes.

He turned around, but instead of answering Ye Hong's question, he asked, "Are you leaving?"

Ye Hong nodded and said: "Yes, my injuries are all healed, and I'm going to find my teacher."

Meng Guchuan smiled slightly: "You have rented my house for six months and thirteen days, and it's time to pay the rent today."

The joy in Ye Hong's heart disappeared instantly, and he said in embarrassment: "I am penniless, you..."

Meng Guchuan said: "I know, so you only need to do one thing for me."

Ye Hong breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, tell me."

Meng Guchuan lowered his wrist slightly, and the sharp light reflected from the tip of the sword, making his face white, but he had a smile on his face: "Tomorrow I'm going to Dongling County for an appointment, you go with me, take my Bring back his ashes and bury them next to the tomb behind the sword hut."

Ye Hong's eyes widened, his face was so stiff and ugly: "What kind of agreement is this, how do you know that you will... be your enemy?"

Meng Guchuan shook his head and said, "It's an unfulfilled wish. You don't need to ask too many questions, just do what I tell you, and it's considered...repaying my life-saving grace."

Ye Hong opened his mouth several times, and finally said in a low voice: "Okay."

Barren Mountains.

After Rong Jin bid farewell to Grandson Zhong, the first thing he went to was Wanli Manghuang Mountain.

Along the way, he repeatedly recalled the scene when Ye Hong disappeared, and when he thought of the obstacles he and Ling Yangzi encountered when they rushed forward again, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

How similar this is to the protective barrier created when the teleportation array is activated!

Ye Hong fell into the pool of blood, but according to the news from Tianjianmen, his life was safe for the time being.Tianjianmen sent many people to search for Ye Hong, but there was no clue. Maybe it was because Ye Hong was no longer in this area, so he was probably transported to an unknown place by the blood pool.Rong Jin was worried, the monster was sucked into the blood pool with Ye Hong, and he didn't know if it was teleported together with Ye Hong.Although the monster had been wounded by the joint efforts of the two of them, monsters have always been different from monks. If there is still power left, it will be unimaginable. He must find Ye Hong as soon as possible.

If Qingyao hadn't fallen asleep, maybe he would be provided with some secret techniques for searching.But last time Qingyao exhausted a lot to help him, and now he is sleeping. He has nothing in his hands that could possibly contact Ye Hong, so he can only go to Manghuang Mountain to have a look.

There might be a Heavenly Sword Sect, but... Rong Jin's eyes suddenly became murderous. If it wasn't for the Heavenly Sword Sect being Ye Hong's sect, with his vengeful nature, he would definitely not let go of this sect that plotted his life. It is absolutely impossible to have any contact with Tianjianmen anymore.

He gradually went deep into the barren mountain, carefully avoiding monsters on the road, sometimes it was inevitable to bump into them, it was a fierce battle, the battle made him grow extremely fast, and in addition, he already had enough spiritual power in his body after the previous few months of cultivation, He only had to break through the last obstacle, so it didn't take long for him to break through the barrier of the early stage of Golden Core and successfully advance to the middle stage of Golden Core.

Leaving aside the difficult journey, today he finally found the place where Ye Hong disappeared. However, after searching the surroundings carefully, he did not find anything unusual.But he didn't want to leave, and expanded the scope to continue the search, hoping to find some clues.

After a few days, he found that there were high-ranking monks entering the mountain one after another. Relying on his excellent concealment skills, he quietly followed one of the teams. Great turmoil, they are here to explore the traces of monsters.

Rong Jin thought of the battle between immortals and demons that Qing Yao had mentioned, and thought of the secret between his brows, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Monsters, demons.

He silently recited it several times in his heart, and quietly walked away from that team.