Fan Xin suddenly felt a surge of Qi from his Dantian. With the Qi in his palms, everything was spinning. He sat cross-legged on the bluestone, with his eyes closed tightly and his breathing steady. The air flow around the body surges, as if it is integrated with the heaven and earth. He silently recited the mysterious formula in his heart, guiding the true energy in his body to flow through his meridians. With each cycle, his aura became thicker and thicker, and the strength in his body continued to grow.
As time passed, his body gradually emitted a faint light, which was a manifestation of the concentration of true energy. His hands began to form various strange handprints, and each change in the handprints triggered a surge of true energy. The true energy stimulated the vitality, like gorgeous lotus blossoms blooming in his hands.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes. He punched out, causing rocks to fly, and a stone suddenly cracked from the middle, and the whole stone sank more than a foot deep into the ground. Immediately, the true energy flowed back, attached to the legs, just like a gust of wind. In an instant, it had disappeared on the top of the mountain, and only the sound of the body breaking through the wind and the afterimage of the body passing quickly could be heard.
Jin Wushuang put one foot on the ground and stepped on the stone leisurely with the other. Seeing Fan Xin's fast footwork, there were only a few afterimages wherever he passed. He said in his mouth: "Little guy, you have made some progress!"
As he spoke, he silently recited a mantra, and the sword box on his back flashed a colorful ray of light, and a sharp sword came out. Go to Fan Xin.
Seeing the sharp sword flying towards him, Fan Xin directed his vitality to his legs, and his speed was several times faster. The leaves behind him were rolled up, and the dust covered his figure.
When the dust slowly cleared, Fan Xin was already panting and lying on the ground without wanting to move.
Jin Wushuang also put away his sword and folded his hands in front of his chest.
"Brother Jin, I have made some progress!"
Fan Xin gasped.
Jin Wushuang just snorted.
Fan Xinyi pursed his lips: "Jin Wushuang! I won't play with you anymore. I have a face all day long, as if I've been beaten by frost. It's not fun!"
After that, he climbed up Get up and go down the mountain in a hurry.
The sun shines through the clouds and falls on the top of the mountain, reflecting a golden hue. The entire top of the mountain seems to be covered in a golden gauze. A pine tree was swaying its needles slightly, and the unknown wildflowers on the ground were also swaying their heads, as if a breeze was blowing.
But the grass under Jin Wushuang's feet seemed to be suppressed by a cold air and did not move at all. The robe on his body fell smoothly without any movement. Seeing Fan Xin leaving, he smiled slightly, stood up, held the sword box on his back, and ducked away, leaving only the top of the mountain covered with weeds.
Deep in the clouds and mist, on a cliff, there are green trees and dotted with exotic flowers and plants. There is a vaguely quiet cave.
Inside the cave, the stone walls are as smooth as a mirror, and a clear spring flows inside the cave. The ceiling of the cave shone with a strange light, illuminating the entire space. A man in a white robe, with long hair like a waterfall, flowing naturally, with his back toSaid Narcissus: "This order, you go and take a look!"
Narcissus smiled mischievously: "Wuyingzhi, then I have something to play with this time."
< p> Turning around and about to leave, the deep voice behind her became the voice of a girl like a silver bell: "Go and come back quickly!"Narcissus turned his head, wearing a black tights and long hair shawl, The graceful figure disappeared into the depths of the cave.
Narcissus curled his lips and muttered: "Old monster!"
Narcissus walked out of the secret room of the cave, and various fragrant dishes were already placed on the hall table. Everyone gathered around the table, making fun of Fan Xin.
Fan Xin walked around in a circle, handing out chopsticks to each person.
"Brother Tudun, sister Mu Waner. Huo Pengfei, brother Huo, Jin Wushuang..."
Tudun teased, "Fan Xin, why don't you call Jin Wushuang eldest brother?"
Jin Wushuang sat as cold as ice, not even glancing at Fan Xin, always holding his hands on his chest.
Fan Xin glanced at Jin Wushuang and circled around the table again.
"Jin Wushuang, a cold-faced person. Jin Wushuang, a cold-faced person."
Seeing Narcissus coming over, Fan Xin pulled a chair for Narcissus. He ran over and grabbed her clothes.
"Sister Narcissus, you are here. We can eat now!"
Mu Waner pulled Fan Xin to sit on a chair.
"Xin'er, come here! Don't run around while eating, otherwise, Brother Huo will get angry."
Huo Pengfei made a sound and just started eating.
"Brother Tudun! Has the Valley Master's meal been delivered?"
Tudun was on duty today, and he nodded.
"If the owner of the valley doesn't want to eat together in the future, please tell me earlier and don't keep us waiting!"
Narcissus muttered as he ate.
Fan Xin didn't care about this and just served vegetables to Narcissus and Mu Waner.
"Brother Pengfei, it's your turn tomorrow to do Xin'er's training."
Mu Waner is always worried about Fan Xin. Fan Xin's talent is pretty good and he can't delay practicing for even one day.
Huo Pengfei stared.
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"When you practice skills, you must also cultivate your moral character. You start to cause trouble at a young age, hum!"
Huo Pengfei's voice made the plates on the table clink!
Fan Xin also hid in Mu Wan'er's arms.
Mu Waner stroked Fan Xin's hair distressedly.
"I think Xin'er did the right thing. He drew his sword to help when the road was rough!"
Mu Dun secretly gave Fan Xin a thumbs up.
After hearing Wan'er's words, Narcissus couldn't help laughing and made a face at Fan Xin.
Huo Pengfei was scolded by Wan'er and was about to get angry when he saw everyone turning towards Fan Xin. He glanced at everyone sideways and said, "Just spoil him!"
Narcissus didn't look at anyone's face. He looked at Fan Xin and said with a smile: "Little guy, give me the tool you use to vomit blood." Look!"
Fan Xin rolled his eyes and his face turned red.
"It's all wasted. I'll finish it later and give you one!"
Narcissus pretended to ignore him, turned her head and snorted.
Jin Wushuang looked at the quarrel on the table, glanced at Fan Xin coldly, and murmured in his heart.
"It's all because of you, little guy! You can't even let others eat in peace!"
Put down the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the hall.
After finishing the meal, Huo Pengfei put down the bowl and chopsticks, but he was still not calm. He pointed at Fan Xin and said: "Little ancestor! Let's cause more trouble in the future. This time it's not enough. Next time, it will be bigger. Let's see who can still do it." Protect you!"
After saying that, he left the table, glared at Fan Xin, and whispered: "I'll wait for you to practice at the top of the mountain, huh! Let's see how I deal with you!"
Fan Xin looked at Mu Waner pretending to be horrified.
"Sister Wan'er, look at him..."
Narcissus doesn't think it's a big deal.
"Little guy, it's exciting this time, haha..."
Mu Waner hugged Fan Xin.
"It's okay, there's Sister Wan'er here! Who dares to touch a hair on my new son."
Tudun couldn't help laughing in a low voice.
Narcissus also stood up and teased Fan Xin.
"Xin'er, your props are ready, let me play with them for two days!"
Fan Xin smiled mischievously: "Sister Narcissus, are you going to pretend to vomit blood?"
Tudun couldn't bear it any longer, and with a puff, the rice spurted onto the table. Hahahahaha.
After eating, Fan Xin sang a song and helped Mu Dun clear away the dishes.
Seeing that they were alone, Tudun asked Fan Xin with a smile: "What else can your prop do besides vomiting blood?"
Fan Xin pouted.
"I want you to take care of it!"
Tudun laughed again.
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Night enveloped the land, and everything was completely silent. A wide and elegant courtyard was silent under the night. The dim candlelight fell through the window lattice into the courtyard, illuminating the exquisite rockery and sparkling pond in the courtyard.
Walking three or four steps up the stone steps beside the pond, a lush forest comes into view. The green trees are like a green barrier, isolating the hustle and bustle of the outside world. Under the shelter of this green shade, rows of neat and uniform rooms are looming. In front of the doors of these rooms stand large, thick and straight redwood pillars, which seem to be the pillars supporting the entire courtyard.
Each door is carefully carved and engraved with various exquisite patterns: there are delicate flowers, dancing butterflies, and lifelike birds... They look even more mysterious under the moonlight. And charming. Occasionally, a maid would retreat from the room and hurried towards the depths of the yard. The patrolling house slaves would greet her and then go their separate ways.
This is the backyard of An Ziyao's mansion. Many of An Ziyao's wives and concubines live here. As the night gets deeper, the surrounding hustle and bustle during the day begins to become silent here, leaving only the spreading The light aroma of fat.
In a room in the corner, a woman's cry could be faintly heard. Two sturdy men stood at the door. When they heard the sound in the room, they covered their mouths and smiled evilly.