The sky was clear and the wind was warm. Linghu Heng got up to read after practicing as usual, while Wu Zhen was practicing swordplay as usual. Linghu Heng also admired Wu Zhen, and he did whatever the old Taoist told him to do.
, you can call it as many times as you want, no more, no less. Linghu Heng always said that Wu Zhen was stubborn, but Wu Zhen was not annoyed and just laughed about it. Linghu Heng couldn't do anything to him, but
After the old Taoist priest ordered it, Linghu Heng would also finish it. It just depends on his mood whether he should do more or less.
Unknowingly, the time was almost noon, and Linghu Heng also put down the "Wenlin Lu". It was not that he didn't want to read it, but that all the books in the small bamboo house had been read by Linghu Heng since then, and
So much knowledge has been completely engraved in Linghu Heng's mind, including poems and songs, secrets of cultivation, elixirs and artifacts, etc. This is all due to Linghu Heng's abnormal memory. From this point of view, those pairs of
The pair of pupils that consume abnormal spiritual energy are not useless, at least Linghu Heng now has a true photographic memory.
Linghu Heng had nothing to do, so he stood up and walked out of the room, walking into the depths of the bamboo forest to relax his mind that had been immersed in cultivation. Although the bamboo forest was pleasant, it lacked new ideas. After looking at it for a long time, it would naturally make him tired.
People are tired of aesthetic appreciation, let alone Linghu Heng, a child who is less than twelve years old! Linghu Heng was not in the mood to appreciate the green bamboos and green grassland, and walked straight to the small pool. After a while, Linghu Heng
When he came to the small pool and saw the crane still playing there, Linghu Heng became childlike, picked up a few small stones and threw them over. He thought he would hit the target, but he didn't expect the crane's wings to flap.
The small stone flew straight back, much faster than when Linghu Heng threw it, and the sound of breaking through the air was also very fast. Linghu Heng's eyes were sharp, and he rolled on the ground dangerously between lightning and flint.
, I could barely avoid the rushing pebbles, but my clothes were inevitably stained with water stains and mud, making me very embarrassed. After dodging, Linghu Heng heard two more muffled "puff" sounds in his ears.
There was a loud noise, and when he turned around, he saw that the small stone was embedded in the ground, three feet deep! Linghu Heng stood up in anger and shock, and looked at the cranes that seemed harmless to humans and animals, only to see the one that fought back.
The crane flapped its wings a few times and raised its head high, as if it was disdainful of Linghu Heng. Linghu Heng was angered and thought to himself: "This flat-haired beast is too arrogant!"
How did Linghu Heng know that these cranes were alien species from heaven and earth, and their strength was comparable to that of the late-stage pill-forming stage. If they fought at high altitudes, even the masters of the Nascent Soul stage would be helpless against him, because their speed was too fast! And Lao
The master of the Taoist priest, who is also Linghu Heng's ancestor, spent a lot of hard work to tame such rare and rare beasts. He cannot use them as mounts yet and needs to serve them like an uncle. And Ling Ling
Hu Heng had only been practicing for two years and wanted to provoke them, so he was fearless. Fortunately, the crane didn't take him seriously, otherwise Ling Hu Heng would have suffered a big loss today.
After Linghu Heng was bored, he patted the dust on his body without interest, but he looked embarrassed. Just when Linghu Heng wanted to walk back, the crane made a clear cry, and Linghu Heng was heartbroken.
He thought that the crane was going to seek justice from him. He stared at the crane not far away and clenched his fists as if facing a formidable enemy. Unexpectedly, the crane was obviously not targeting Linghu Heng, but looking behind Linghu Heng.
, it was obvious that an outsider was here.
Linghu Heng also sensed something was wrong, and listened attentively, and sure enough, there was a faint sound of conversation not far away. Linghu Heng had been practicing for two years after all, and he also vaguely heard the content of the conversation: "...
Junior sister, look, this is the Green Bamboo Forest. I said there is nothing interesting, so you have to come." Then a slightly childish female voice said: "I haven't even finished reading, who knows!" Another voice said: "
Junior sister, my uncle, the Silent Master, doesn't like outsiders to disturb us. I think we should leave. If he is discovered, we will be in trouble if he tells the master!" "Humph, you are all cowards!"
When he said this, Linghu Heng could already see the people clearly. The person in front of the group of people turned out to be Yang Zhishuang, whom he had not seen for two years! At that moment, Linghu Heng's brain short-circuited and he did not think about it.
How did they come to this green bamboo forest and what was their purpose? Linghu Heng just thought in his heart: "It's her, it's really her!"
Just when Linghu Heng was in a daze, Yang Zhishuang and the others arrived not far from the small water pool. Seeing Linghu Hengju dazed there, the older boy shouted: "Hey, who are you? Why are you blocking us?"
The way to go?”
Linghu Heng looked at Yang Zhishuang blankly and didn't answer. Yang Zhishuang was a little angry when she saw Linghu Heng looking at her: "Idiot, people are asking you questions!"
Linghu Heng came back to his senses and said blankly: "What are you asking me?" Yang Zhishuang became even more angry, her cheeks bulged up, and she said with a cute charm, "Who are you and why?
You want to block us!" Linghu Heng repeated blankly: "Who am I? Who am I? I am Linghu Heng! Why are you blocking your way? Why?" In fact, Linghu Heng was thinking: "
Why is she angry? However, she looks good when she is angry!"
The boy saw Linghu Heng's stupid look and laughed: "I know, that silly boy likes the junior sister!" After hearing this, Yang Zhishuang's face turned red and she said: "Damn idiot
!" Seeing that Yang Zhishuang was unhappy, the boy was willing to take the lead and stepped forward and said, "If you don't get out of the way, I won't be polite!" However, Linghu Heng didn't care what he said, his mind was on Yang Zhishuang.
The boy was naturally upset. Seeing that Linghu Heng didn't answer, he felt angry and pulled back his posture and said, "Boy, watch your move!" After saying that, he waved his palms to hit Linghu Heng.
Linghu Heng was still thinking about what was on his mind when his eyes suddenly went dark and a palm shadow came towards him. He instinctively ducked back and barely avoided the palm. Linghu Heng withdrew his mind, his face became cold and he said:
"What a thief, how dare you break into the green bamboo forest without permission, and how dare you hurt someone!"
The boy said: "You kid, it seems you are going to make trouble for us! Let's see what you do!" Linghu Heng calmed down and carefully looked at the person in front of him. His cultivation level was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he was so awesome.
The ground keeps pressing forward, and Linghu Heng is not a good person. There is no reason not to fight back when being beaten! Although he has never learned boxing, he can still cope with it. After all, his cultivation level is there. In the middle stage of foundation building, compared with the early stage of foundation building, the realm is different.
The gap cannot be made up by two or three punches and kicks. Sure enough, after a dozen or so moves, Linghu Heng became more and more smooth, and the previous disadvantages were recovered one by one. This time it was the boy's turn to be in a hurry. After a few more rounds
, Linghu Heng had a flash of inspiration, his eyes accurately found the boy's flaw, and punched the boy hard in the chest. The boy was knocked back several steps, and he knelt on the ground unable to get up.
Yang Zhishuang became even more angry when she saw her slender hand raised, and a bright light shone on Linghu Heng. Linghu Heng was careless and was caught in the middle of the quilt, and was unable to move. Yang Zhishuang's pretty face turned cold and said: "Let's go together Come on!" Needless to say, the remaining little boys rushed forward, pushed Linghu Heng to the ground and gave him a beating. Linghu Heng struggled hard, but it was in vain. You know, Yang Zhishuang's cultivation at this time had already reached It was in the later stage of foundation building that he learned the "Spiritual Binding" move. Although it was only a very simple move, it was not something that Linghu Heng could break free from. No, Linghu Heng was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen after a while. Linghu Heng was also arrogant, endured the pain, and refused to cry for mercy. After all, it is the nature of a child, and he does not know whether to live or die. Anyway, Yang Zhishuang's anger has not subsided, so she will not cry out. Linghu Heng has been hit no matter how many times. He was punched and kicked many times, but he still did not cry out in pain. He only said in his heart: "Today's revenge will be repaid tenfold in the future!"
For a quarter of an hour, the group of little boys didn't feel tired, and were still beating Linghu Heng with punches and kicks. Yang Zhishuang also began to feel that something was wrong, and was about to shout stop, but he didn't know that the crane over there couldn't stand it. The crane that was originally thrown by Linghu Heng with stones roared loudly and flapped its wings. In an instant, it was in front of the group of people. With an involuntary flap of its wings, the group of little boys and Yang Zhishuang were all beaten. A strong wind blew a few meters away, but Linghu Heng was the only one still lying on the ground. Yang Zhishuang didn't expect the crane to be so powerful. He bit his silver teeth, got up and said, "Let's go, this flat-haired beast is very powerful." !" The group of little boys looked at the majestic crane with fear in their eyes and followed Yang Zhishuang back.
Linghu Heng's whole body was sore at this moment, and he almost fainted. He relied on his obsession to maintain his consciousness. Now that the danger was gone, Linghu Heng couldn't hold on any longer. His eyelids sank, and he fainted.
I don’t know how long it took, but Linghu Heng woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dark! Before Linghu Heng could react, he heard the sound of a crane in his ears. Linghu Heng turned around with difficulty to look. He went there, but the crane was still standing by his side. Seeing him wake up, it seemed to chirp happily. Linghu Heng struggled to stand up, touched the feathers of the crane, and said, "Brother He, thank you very much." !”
The crane also pushed his head against Linghu Heng. Although he didn't use any force, Linghu Heng still almost fell down. Linghu Heng smiled bitterly, facing his body, his pupils flashed a bright red, and the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Look! Xianhe was stunned and looked at it as if this was extremely magical, but for Linghu Heng, this was already a normal thing. After a while, the scars on his body were gone, and Linghu Heng’s injuries also recovered, but the look on his face The bruises and bruises cannot be eliminated.
After Linghu Heng said goodbye to the crane, he slowly walked back to the bamboo house. Wu Zhen saw that his face was so seriously injured, so he quickly got him medicine and asked with concern: "Junior brother, who beat you like this?"
Linghu Heng sneered and said: "I was bitten by a few wild dogs!" Wu Zhen was stunned and said: "Where did the wild dogs come from in Qingzhu Forest?" Linghu Heng sneered coldly and said: "Not only are there, but there are also few!"
Wu Zhen was an honest man. He didn't know why, so he had to help Linghu Heng apply the medicine with dull questions. Linghu Heng didn't care about the pain, and thought in his heart: "Just wait for me! I will avenge this revenge!" Linghu Heng wanted to The target of revenge is not Yang Zhishuang, but the group of boys. Linghu Heng has already remembered each of them firmly. If this revenge is not avenged, Linghu Heng will no longer be Linghu Heng! (To be continued)