The ancient fierce beast meets Xiao Wuxiu

Han Yang hurried all the way, his body was exhausted to the extreme, but he dared not stop for a moment, lest he would be overtaken by people from Tianyan Sect if he was not careful.

After running wildly for half a month, there was no sign of the people from Tianyanzong chasing him, so he gradually slowed down and had time to look carefully at his position.

Han Yang, who had been eager to escape for his life, realized that he hadn't walked out of this mountain for more than half a month.The earth escape talisman seemed to take him a long way.

This place has broken away from the territory of Tianyan Sect, but it is not within the sphere of influence of any faction.Han Yang shook his completely shattered arm. The most urgent thing to do was to find a place to live and heal the crippled arm.

He looked around while walking, the more carefully he observed, the more creepy he became.The deep mountain where the sun can't penetrate is lifeless, with towering ancient trees and overgrown weeds, but it is eerily quiet, not even a bird chirping.

Han Yang quickened his steps, but paid more attention to the movement around him.

'Creak, creak' The creaking sound of feet stepping on the leaves was particularly obvious against the eerie silence.

Suddenly, Han Yang turned his head violently and looked behind him vigilantly.There was nothing but dried leaves that he had crushed.He turned around and continued to walk forward with his mouth pursed into a slit. Just now he clearly felt something behind him was peeping at him, but when he turned his head, he saw nothing.

It was getting late, Han Yang found a cave, lit a fire, and he will spend the night here tonight.

He went outside the hole, found two suitable wooden sticks, picked them up with his mouth, and planned to use them to fix his arms first.The feeling of being watched followed him all the time, and he pretended to let his guard down along the way.Pick up the stick and walk into the cave.

Both arms were broken, only using his mouth and body, Han Yang tried hard for a long time but failed to tie the wooden stick to his arms. , he lowered his head as if discouraged, but when he lowered his head halfway, he suddenly turned his head back, pretending for so long, this time he must see what is peeping at him.

Han Yang's pupils contracted, and he looked at the thing floating on the back of his head that hadn't come or avoided. It was nothing but the divine sword that hadn't been taken away. His heart was turbulent, but his face didn't show it at all.

Han Yang grabbed the Zunshen Knife, and the blade trembled slightly, as if frightened, and fell to the ground with a 'click'.

Han Yang moved in the direction of the divine sword, and sat opposite the sword.Trying to calm down, this place is full of weirdness, this divine sword is now his only reliance, and he can only block it.

"Do you know how to get out of a mountain?" His voice was a little hoarse, and his throat was a little dry because he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Zun Shendao raised the blade, and finally fell back to the ground as if he had no strength, and made a few "buzzing buzzing" sounds.

Just when Zun Shendao was raised, he instinctively stepped back a little, staring at Zun Shendao tightly.

I saw Zun Shendao buffering for a while, and then repeated the action just now, but this time it didn't fall to the ground, but stood up tremblingly, and the sword scratched the ground crookedly.

Han Yang stepped forward, only to see the words 'Dongding, Lingyuanguo' written on the ground.

He looked up, and sure enough, he saw a two-leaf grass growing on the stone wall near the top of the cave, and between the two leaves of the grass was a bright red fruit.

"You want?" Han Yang asked uncertainly.

After the Zun Shendao let out a piercing buzzing sound, it remained motionless, completely silent.

Han Yang figured out what it meant, picked up the divine sword, and struggled to climb towards the top of the cave with his upper body.The cave is purely natural and uneven. If his arms are intact, this matter will not be difficult for him at all, but when he only relies on his legs and body, things will become very difficult. Seeing that he was about to reach the place, he stood still and fell down.

When he finally lay down in front of the Lingyuan fruit, the divine knife in his mouth blurted out and stuck tightly to the vermilion bright fruit. The Lingyuan fruit quickly shriveled, and only a thin layer remained in the end. Thin peel.

With a 'swipe', Zunshen Dao cut off the grass body of Lingyuan Fruit, and the two grass leaves stuck to the knife, and then the back of Zunshen Dao stuck to Han Yang's chest, one person, one knife, one grass, slowly Fall slowly.

The Zunshen Dao that had absorbed the Lingyuan Fruit didn't look as weak as before. The blade floated in the air, circled around Han Yang for two weeks, and flew out of the cave with a 'swish'.

Han Yang was secretly startled, the artifact was indeed different, and even the spirit of the artifact had its own ideas.Seeing the divine sword flying out of the cave, he felt a little regretful, but at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. He can't control such a divine weapon now, and it might not be a good thing to leave it.

The two arms were dangling, and he had to find a way to fix them, so he squatted down and fiddled with his wooden stick.

"Tsk tsk, how stupid, do you think your two shattered arms can be healed by tying a piece of broken wood?" Han Yang, who was concentrating on fixing his arms, was startled by a cynical voice that suddenly appeared in his mind .

He raised his head and searched around to find the second person besides him.

Looking around, besides him, there is only one god sword flying back at some point in the cave.

"Oh, to say you're stupid is just flattering you, don't look for it, I said it." The cynical voice appeared in Han Yang's mind again.

Han Yang walked up to Zun Shen Dao and looked directly at the blade: "Are you talking?"

"Why did I meet such an idiot as you, who else could I have?" The jet-black Zunshen Dao circled around Han Yang, and then returned to his eyes, the blade slid down the green grass: "Here, eat it." Proud said again with a commanding tone.

Han Yang picked up two grasses on the ground, one of which he knew was the seedling of Lingyuan fruit, and the other he had never seen before. He looked at the thing in his hand hesitantly, and then at Zun Shendao, but did not make any movement.

Zun Shendao seemed to see Han Yang's defense, and flew to a corner of the cave without cutting it: "It's fine if you don't eat it, I'm too lazy to care about your shattered arm."

"I'll take it." Han Yang stuffed the two herbs into his mouth together, and a slight bitterness filled his mouth. After eating, he walked up to Zunshendao and asked with his arms still dangling: "Then Woolen cloth?"

"Of course it's cultivation, how stupid." Wielding the blade, Zun Shendao wrote a series of words on the ground: "I have a fragment of a scroll suitable for martial arts. You practice accordingly and break through the first line ( xing) can reshape the muscles and bones, and your arm is naturally no problem."

Han Yang looked at the words "Nine Elements (xing) Heavenly God Jue" on the ground, and felt vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard them.

He sat cross-legged, and quickly entered the state of meditation, "Dharma has no coming and going, no moving... All dharmas have no origin, and nowhere to go." '

Han Yang's eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body was in an air-defense state. A warm current flowed along the veins in his body, making him feel extremely comfortable. He seemed to be integrated with everything around him, and the scene in the cave was clearly visible. He could even see the divine sword spinning around him and the flowers and plants growing in the cave.

The warm current swimming in his body became more and more intense, and it was hot and painful, especially when it passed through his arms, the pain became more intense, his body became hotter and hotter, and large beads of sweat fell to the ground, Han Yang Vein jumping.

As if he felt the pain of his flesh being burned and his bones smashed, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

……

After a long period of time, the pain of bone-crushing pain finally slowed down and disappeared bit by bit.

When Han Yang opened his eyes, his body was as light as a swallow, and his arms could move freely. However, his cultivation had crossed a step, from a first-rank warrior to a third-rank warrior.

The Zunshen Saber circling around commented on Han Yang with a trembling blade: "Well, the breakthrough is not bad. Although people are a bit stupid, their understanding is not bad."

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Gong lives in Zunshen Knife~~~