Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Gaotai Town is more than [-] miles away from Qinghe Town, even though he has achieved some success in practicing Qi Qin Jue, and ran like crazy, it took him less than half an hour to get back to the village.

Zhan Xiaoqi at the entrance of the village was leading his own old scalper to the field slowly, seeing Zhan Changsheng rushing over, he couldn't help wondering: "Brother Changsheng, why are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing the calm in the village, Zhan Changsheng felt a little more at ease, but now he felt that his hands were empty, that there was chaos just now, and he didn't know where he threw the two pheasants, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of practicing your leg strength." Zhan Changsheng smiled brightly, and walked up a side mountain, but Zhan Xiaoqi let go of the ox rope and caught up with Zhan Changsheng, "Brother Changsheng, can you teach me how to hunt?"

Zhan Changsheng looked down at him, Zhan Xiaoqi was only nine years old, he was born with a thick head and a thick brain, and at this moment a pair of black grape-like pupils were looking directly at him, full of anticipation.Zhan Changsheng couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only pat the top of his head, and said softly: "If your parents allow, I will take you up the mountain, and learn how to dig holes first, but catching some pheasants and hares is enough."

Zhan Xiaoqi immediately responded with a snappy voice, and then reluctantly took the rope and walked to the deserted beach and grass outside the village.

Zhan Changsheng went up the mountain again, and when he reached the mountainside, he suddenly felt that the things in the foreground were a little hazy, as if separated by a layer of crystal.He walked another hundred feet, and then bumped into an invisible thin curtain, making it difficult for him to advance further.

But without waiting for him to take a closer look, he felt a divine power swirl around his waist, dragging him into the thin curtain.Zhan Changsheng couldn't stop, he stumbled and fell into the grass. In an instant, there was a chaotic and noisy sound all around, and the colorful lights above his head rose and fell one after another. There were explosions, screams, and the sound of weapons clashing was deafening.

Zhan Changsheng raised his head, only to see a group of god-like figures fighting above his head, the multicolored aura dazzled his eyes, the surrounding air blew up, the trees fell to the ground, and even the top of the mountain was blown out of the soil, exposing the dark rocks inside .

After a while, he could distinguish clearly that the people who fought were divided into two groups, one group had a large number of people, and the other group was only a single person, with black shirt and long hair, swaying fiercely like a dark flame, it was Zhan Long.

The wind howled around, Zhan Changsheng was completely powerless to resist, so he had to hug a big tree with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, his waist tightened again, and being pulled by Gu Dali again, he couldn't help but fly into the air, and fell heavily on the red carpet.

Zhan Changsheng was in so much pain that his limbs were about to tear apart. Before he could get up, his back was pressed hard again, and he was trampled under his feet.A high-pitched youth's voice rose above his head, shouting: "Zhan Long, if you don't let him go, I will trample this person into a puddle of flesh."

Shocked and angry, Zhan Changsheng stood on the ground with one side, and rolled to the side vigorously, breaking free from the trampling man.The young man let out a gasp, but a black light fell from the sky and exploded in front of the young man, blasting the white stone on the red carpet into a charred black pit two feet deep.

Zhan Long hung in mid-air, proudly said: "Threatening me with the life of a mere mortal is so stupid, I'm too lazy to accompany you."

As soon as the words fell, he turned into a black light and shot up into the sky, tearing the barrier, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it was impossible to tell which direction he was fleeing.

The young man said angrily, "Hurry up!"

Then I saw a group of figures in the air suddenly blooming like fireworks, chasing towards the sky.

When the barrier was broken, the people within hundreds of miles saw several rays of light erupting suddenly on the top of the mountain, and the people were so startled that they knelt down and bowed down, thinking that it was a god descending.

Zhan Changsheng was in it, but he could see clearly that the young man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in white snow, with beautiful jade rings around his waist, handsome and dignified like a king and grandson, standing on the white stone high platform, with a ferocious expression in his eyes. It's extremely angry.

They were so startled that the beautiful maids and maidservants around knelt down and said in unison: "Young master, calm down." The tone of voice was full of fear.

Zhan Changsheng was still in shock, and he didn't want to be with this tyrannical young master, but the stone platform he was on was not a thing in the mountain, it seemed to have descended out of thin air and landed here.He only moved slightly, and the young man noticed it immediately, and looked at him coldly.Zhan Changsheng only felt a strong coercion that pierced the sky and rushed towards his face, and the chill pierced his bones, which made him unable to move.

Do you want to be buried here?Zhan Changsheng was extremely desperate, unwilling to be reconciled, he clenched his teeth and was about to struggle, but there was a person standing in front of him, and the cold air disappeared instantly.

Zhan Changsheng raised his head suddenly, only to see the snow shining in front of him, but a warrior with silver armor and silver hair stood in front of him.

The warrior clasped his fists, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Please calm down, young master."

The young man seemed to be extremely angry, but instead he was calm, standing with his hands behind his back, condescending, his voice was cold and cold, "Fu Qi, how dare you stop me?"

The warrior lowered his head even lower, "I would like to report to the young master. Before leaving, the suzerain has repeatedly told the young master to act in secret. Now that the barrier has been broken, all parties are watching. If you want to kill another ants and leak Traveling to hide is not worth the loss."

The cold air of the young young master gradually dissipated, his eyebrows frowned, and then he just waved his sleeves, Zhan Changsheng received a sudden blow in the chest, was thrown up by a strong force, and fell down under the Baishi platform involuntarily.He fell heavily, his throat was sweet, he spit out blood, and passed out.

The young master turned around and ordered: "Let's go."

Baishitai's spiritual light flickered and rose into the sky.The silver-haired warrior only looked down at the mortal in the mountain whose life and death were unknown, and moved his fingers slightly.A barely detectable spiritual light, like a firefly, passed through the white stone platform lightly and landed on the mortal's shoulder.The silver-haired warrior turned his head to serve the young master, and all the people disappeared into the sky.

I don't know how much time passed before Zhan Changsheng woke up leisurely. The waning moon was desolate, unable to illuminate the darkness in the mountain.He didn't feel how cold it was, but a warm feeling came from his shoulders.

He looked sideways, and saw a faint light on his shoulders dissipate, and the warmth gradually faded away, and even the cracking pain in his chest seemed to be relieved.

Zhan Changsheng squeezed his chest tightly, got up from the grass, stumbled back to the cave, lay on the bed, panting.

The young master almost shattered his heart and bones with a wave of his hand. If the silver armored warrior hadn't rescued him secretly, his life would be in danger now.

Those monks probably got clues from the spirit stone and followed Zhanlong.

Zhan Changsheng smiled wryly, fortunately those people wanted to hide their whereabouts, so they didn't dare to commit crimes indiscriminately; even more fortunately, his mother was cowardly and cowardly, did not dare to take Zhanlong in, which saved the people of Qinghe Village.

If that young lord acts recklessly, the whole village might not be able to withstand his blow.

The world is not benevolent, treats all things as dogs, and does not feel resentful when Zhan Changsheng has not seen him. Now that he has seen the power of the immortal cultivator, how can he be willing to just be an ant?

The chest pain gradually subsided, Zhan Changsheng peeled off his clothes and checked carefully, and he was relieved that no hidden old injuries were left.

The storage bag was still properly kept in the magic circle, Zhan Changsheng didn't dare to move it now, he just put his clothes on and lay down, and fell into a deep sleep.

For the past half month, he stayed in the mountains every night, and he had already gotten used to Zhanlong's body temperature, but now it was suddenly cold, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

That man has not recovered from his injuries, so he must have lost to the young master and his party, so it is understandable for him to flee before the battle.Even though Zhan Changsheng understood, he still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the second day, Zhan Changsheng still summoned the scroll of Qi Qin Jue first, and practiced each move for half an hour. He only went down the mountain after feeling refreshed.

Before leaving, he looked up at the mountain full of trees and broken rocks, which was a mess, but there was no sign of Zhanlong. He guessed that the man would never turn back.

Zhan Changsheng returned to the village, comforted his anxious mother and younger sister, and never mentioned the injury again.

He still insisted on practicing Qi Qin Jue every day, and several teenagers in Zhan Xiaoqi Tong Village also studied with him.

That kung fu method is more like the external kung fu moves that Zhan Changsheng saw in the Tang Dynasty. It tempers the body and strengthens the body. No wonder everyone can practice it.

Now he is more proficient in hunting, and he never forgets to read the medical books donated by Wu Langzhong.

Wu Langzhong taught him herbal medicine skills, drinking in the courtyard in his spare time, and Zhan Changsheng was by his side.

After Wu Bao'er entered the Shangqing Gate, the courtyard became much more lonely, and the old lady of the Wu family and his wife would inevitably cry when they remembered it, Wu Langzhong didn't mention it, for fear that his yearning would not be inferior to the family members.

Yang's heart disease is getting better day by day.

Some people are happy and some are worried. Time flies and never stops.

In the twinkling of an eye, winter is passing and spring is coming. There are rumors in the town that a great victory at the border, the army of the devil king retreated, and the king of Yongchang, Long Yan, was very happy and rewarded the three armies.

This news made Qinghe village full of jubilation, as if it was a new year, everyone was beaming with joy.

Yang's complexion was very good, and he cooked a table full of delicacies to celebrate, Zhan Changsheng thought to himself, as the saying goes, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.

But I heard Mrs. Yang laughing and saying: "After winning the battle at the border, the conscription will be put on hold, and my mother will feel relieved."

Zhan Changsheng just woke up, Yang is so happy, but it is for his own sake.

But he didn't know how to say it, so he could only softly call "Mother", and Ning'er parroted her tongue, and also called: "Mother."

Yang's smile was gentle, and she gently stroked the top of Ning'er's hair, "First settle your marriage, and then send Ning'er to Shangqingmen, mother will have no regrets in this life."

Zhan Changsheng said seriously: "There are no regrets in this life, it won't be too late to say it until mother hugs her grandson."

Mrs. Yang smiled happily, and the three of them, the mother and son, enjoyed themselves happily.

After lunch, Zhan Changsheng was cutting firewood in the backyard, when he suddenly heard Zhan Xiaoqi yelling through the firewood gate: "Brother Changsheng! Brother Changsheng!"

The little boy is now as tall as Zhan Changsheng's shoulders, with an excited look on his face, "Brother Changsheng, I was trapping at the back mountain yesterday, and now I'm afraid some hares will be trapping, follow me to see."

Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to go with him, and the two of them climbed halfway up the mountain, and saw a gray hare struggling endlessly under the tree.Zhan Xiaoqi cried out in joy, and hurried to untie the noose.

Zhan Changsheng's eyes twitched, seeing black smoke rising from the foot of the mountain, and faint cries.

Zhan Xiaoqi stood up with the hare in his arms, with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and Zhan Changsheng looked at each other in blank dismay.

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