The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

In the next few days, Xiao Chen was a guest at Baihu Manor, but Leng Baihu didn't know that he was the Lord of Wuyu Tian that many people were afraid of. He came to pester him every day, or practice "Wang Qi". "Shu", or forcefully drag him to play on the farm, or go hunting in the back mountains.

It's just that every time they go hunting, there are always four or five maids who know martial arts behind them to prevent them from having any accidents outside.

These days, Xiao Chen doesn't think about anything in the world of cultivation. He only concentrates on the ordinary world. That night, it suddenly started raining heavily. The cold wind blew in from the window, bringing with it icy raindrops, making the candles in the house dim. The fire kept flickering.

Although it is hot in the middle of summer, Baihu Village itself is in a cool place. With the rain, there is an extra layer of chill in the air. ❊✾

Xiao Chen sat by the window, looking out at the pouring rain at night. The raindrops drifted in and gradually wetted his clothes, leaving a slight chill on his skin.

"Boom——"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the dark clouds in the sky, and the raindrops fell rapidly, making the tiles on the house seem to jump.

The heavy rain continues, the thunder continues, and the lightning seems to tear the sky apart, like an ancient ferocious beast that is about to devour everything in the world... This cold night is getting more and more ferocious!

"Boom!"

The rain fell harder and harder, gradually blurring Xiao Chen's vision. At this moment, he seemed to have an illusion and returned to Xuanqingmen, the dark cloud-covered Peak Tower.

"Kill him, kill them!"

…

"Weiyang...Weiyang...no!"

"Do you still remember the three things you promised me? The last thing, I want you to..."

"If one day, when you see the snowflakes falling from the sky, you can still think of...that girl named Weiyang..."

"Why can the sky accommodate all living beings, but not her!"

…

"Boom!"

The thunder in the sky became more and more urgent, and everything in front of me seemed to have returned to the day of the Lianfengtai trial...

Is there... hatred in your heart? Did he hate Master Qingxuan's palm back then? Will he become a demon from now on?

He didn't...

That day, the demonic energy sealed by Xiao Cangtian exploded in his body. He could kill many people that day, he could kill the chess watcher, he could kill the people from Zangfeng Valley, the people from Qinghong Sect, and the people from Yuxu Temple. …

He could kill anyone who forced him and Weiyang to a dead end on that day...

But, he didn't.

On one side is the master who taught him skills and saved his life, and on the other side is the beauty who protects him with her life. How can he have both?

He chose to cut off one of his meridians, then hugged Weiyang and jumped off the cliff, neither embarrassing his master nor letting Weiyang down.

If it were another person, he might have been possessed by the devil that day, and he might have felt that everyone in the world owed him.

But he didn't.

Even though he may have been completely disappointed with the so-called right path since then, his own path has never changed because of this.

…

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and lightnings pierced the night sky one after another. The raindrops fell on Xiao Chen's face, which was a bit cold.

But at this time, there was no anger in his heart, but a kind of calmness. Just like the surface of Taihu Lake, no matter how heavy the rain fell, it could not stir up any waves in the hearts of the people fishing on the shore.

If it were in the past, whenever he recalled these things in the past, he would definitely feel angry in his heart, and even cause the Three Corpse Demons to wake up. But at this moment, his heart was actually extremely calm, perhaps because of the mortal life these days. Life.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to suddenly realize something in his heart. It was like a flash of lightning. Although it was only for a moment, it illuminated the endless green mountains one after another in the darkness.

His aura at this moment did not have any aura of cultivation, just like a man in this mortal world, like the old beggar who appeared next to him several times, like the white-bearded old man in coir raincoat fishing on the edge of Taihu Lake.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong..."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by Leng Baihu's voice: "Brother Wuchen, are you asleep?"

Xiao Chen slowly came to his senses, got up and went to open the door, only to see Leng Baihu standing outside, holding an umbrella, but a paper fan could not block the strong wind and rain outside. His body and hair were soaked. , but still holding a stack of quilts tightly in his hands.

"It's late at night, what are you doing?"

Xiao Chen let him in. Leng Baihu smiled and put the bedding on the table, wiped the rain on his face, and said with a smile, "The weather in Xishu is like this. When it rains at night, it will be like winter again. I'm afraid If it’s cold at night, I’ll bring you a quilt, hehe!”

Xiao Chen looked at the quilt on the table, then at him who was still smiling silly with his face covered with rain, and suddenly smiled softly, "Thank you.

"ah……"

Leng Baihu was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Chen asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, no, no, no, no... No, no, were you laughing just now?"

For a moment, Leng Baihu was a little incoherent. He had never seen the other person smile since he met her. If he hadn't been so close just now, he would have thought he had seen it wrong.

"Any questions?"

Xiao Chen looked at Leng Baihu. At this moment, he was no longer the Lord of Wuyu Heaven who was as cold as the lonely moon in the sky. He seemed to be just the young man in front of him.

"no no……"

Leng Baihu kept waving his hands and walked around his room again, asking, "Are we friends then?"

"certainly."

Xiao Chen looked at him and said.

"Hey! That's good!"

Leng Baihu chuckled and asked, "Do you have any other friends?"

"have."

At this moment, Xiao Chen recalled in his mind the time when he met Gui Sique. At that time, he was still a young man who had not yet lived, just like Leng Baihu now.

"Do you have any more questions?" Xiao Chen looked at him and said.

"Well..."

Leng Baihu scratched his head, chuckled again, came up to him and said, "I have been practicing the art of looking at qi for a few days, but I always find it a bit difficult. Otherwise, why don't you teach me some simpler skills? For example, , like that day, the ability to use it in a fight..."

Xiao Chen shook his head and remained silent.

"Ah? Why?"

Leng Baihu looked at him in surprise, "But didn't you just say that we are friends..."

Xiao Chen said, "Friends are friends, but..."

"But what?" Leng Baihu circled around him, stretched his head, and asked in front of him.

Xiao Chen walked aside and said, "I don't know martial arts."

"Here we go again..."

Leng Baihu was dejected, and when he was feeling lost, Xiao Chen suddenly said, "But I can teach you a method of breathing and practicing Qi."

"ah?"

Leng Baihu scratched his head, looked at the floor, and murmured in a low voice, "You're not going to make me sit there motionless and silent again, just swallow my breath..."

"Then you don't want to learn."

"study!"

"Sit down."

Xiao Chen asked him to sit down, then used two fingers to tap on more than a dozen acupuncture points on his body, and said, "Slowly introduce the inner energy of the breath in the order I just tapped the acupoints."

"good!"

Leng Baihu immediately did as he was told, and just like that, Xiao Chen guided him in his cultivation methods all night long. The rain outside didn't know when it stopped, and it was already dawn.

"How? Do you remember everything?"

"Yeah! Remember!"

Leng Baihu kept nodding his head, looking at the palms with internal energy flowing at this time. Although the night had passed, he not only did not feel tired, but felt that his internal energy was full, as if his skills were much mellow. This feeling had never been felt before. It's really good and magical...

"kindness……"

Xiao Chen nodded slightly and said, "This breathing and breathing method will be practiced every day from now on, but within thirty years, do not tell others about this method."

"Can't you even tell your father and mother..."

"Yes."

"Hehe... that's easy to say!"

Leng Baihu scratched his head and smiled, then stood up. Xiao Chen looked out the window at the villa where the sky was sunny after the rain, and said, "It's already dawn and the rain has stopped. You can go back."

"Yeah! I'll go to the kitchen to get you breakfast later!"

Leng Baihu chuckled and went outside. Xiao Chen looked at the disappearing figure of the young man outside and remained silent. Let this end of this worldly relationship...

The breath-taking cultivation method he taught Leng Baihu was not a simple Qi training technique, but a Xuanmen cultivation method.

…

After leaving the courtyard where Xiao Chen lived, Leng Baihu was in a good mood along the way. As he walked through the corridor, he met two maids passing by. The two maids were stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction he came from, wondering where he was. Isn't it the guest house where Mr. Wuchen lives? Why did the young master come out of there so early in the morning with such a proud look on his face...

"Master, you..."

"What are you? Have you never seen such a suave, handsome young master? Get out of the way quickly..."

Leng Baihu gestured at the sword skills he used in the valley on that famous day, while sneaking between the two of them. The two maids looked confused, "Why is the young master acting so weird today? He seems to have changed." …”

While the two were talking, they looked towards the yard where Xiao Chen lived.

"oops!"

The maid in green clothes on the left seemed to have discovered something terrible. She covered her mouth and whispered, "The young master was at Mr. Wuchen's place all night last night. Could it be, could it be..."

But the further she spoke, the softer her voice became, and her face seemed to be stained with a layer of blush. The purple-shang maid next to her reacted, her face also turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hand, "You're so embarrassed, don't say it anymore." …”

In the next few days, the maids in the village were whispering something, but as soon as they saw Leng Baihu coming out, they immediately fell silent.

As for some of the thin-skinned maids, their faces were red and they didn't dare to look at him, like a girl in Huaichun. Leng Baihu also felt that something was strange. These dead girls have been acting strangely recently. Could it be that all of them were acting strangely? Are you crazy?

More than half a month passed like this, and the people sent out by Leng Qianfeng finally sent back a letter from Fei Ge this morning. The letter stated that they had found the legendary Worry-free Valley.

Leng Baihu couldn't wait to tell Xiao Chen the news. Xiao Chen came to the palace, and Leng Qianfeng told him that the "Worry-free Valley" found by more than ten martial artists in the village was more than six thousand miles away from here, and There is a thick fog outside, making it difficult for mortals to enter.

Over six thousand miles, even the fastest homing pigeon would take three days to fly. It seemed that it had been three days since the martial arts masters from Baihu Village found Wuyou Valley.

"It's not too late. Dad, please ask someone to prepare two fast horses. Brother Wuchen and I will rush to Wuyou Valley right now!"

Leng Baihu said excitedly, this time he also wanted to see what the legendary Valley of Worry, which only immortals could visit, was like.

"Hu'er, why don't you go this time? Why don't you stay at home and talk to your wife more..."

At this time, Mrs. Leng came in from outside. Judging from her appearance, she would not let Leng Baihu go to Wuyou Valley.

"ah……"

Leng Baihu scratched his head, turned around, looked at his mother who came in from outside, and said, "But I still want to visit Wuyou Valley. When I come back, I will have plenty of time to talk to my mother..."

"Bai Hu, you never listen to your mother. This time, just listen to your mother, okay?"

When he spoke, Mrs. Leng had already come to him, stretched out her hand and caressed his face gently, with an unspeakable look in her eyes. For some unknown reason, she insisted on not letting him go to the Worry-free Valley this time.