Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 150 Changjiu
Big, broad and broad, refined and deep, above the master, he is the grand master of martial arts!People in the world respect it as: Absolutely!

And the most essential gap between this master and Wujue is the true meaning of martial arts.

Xu Zhuzi, the last head of the Xiaoyao School, once said before his death: "Martial arts are dead, but people are alive!"

This is pointing out the fourth way of life for his disciples!
Martial arts are dead, but people are alive. People's will is above martial arts. Controlling martial arts with mind is the true meaning of martial arts!

Fang Yanming succeeded, subdued the two rampaging horses in his body, not only saved his life, healed his injuries, but also opened up a road to the sky for his own martial arts path...

"Cousin, you are so warm!"

Little Huang Rong, who was curled up in her cousin's arms, smiled brightly, because she felt a warmth that she had never felt before.

The previous dialect stated that although the body temperature is not as cold as ice, it is not far from it, and it is far lower than the body temperature of ordinary people.

"Rong'er likes it? From then on, cousin will hug you like this every day!" Rubbing his cousin's little head, Fang Yanming smiled slightly.

"Okay, okay!"

The little head was nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and Xiao Huangrong's big eyes were curved, and her smile was crescent-shaped, very cute.

After a long while, Xu felt a little bored. She yawned, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked puzzledly: "Cousin, why are you still here? I watch it every day, it's been four years, no Tired?"

Squeezing her soft face, Fang Yanming smiled and said, "Rong'er tired? Then let's go back..."

"it is good!"

Before the words were finished, Fang Yanming jumped and landed on the beach, relaxed and freehand.Immediately, the footsteps are light, mysterious and mysterious, and the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes rotate with each step.

"Well…"

It was the first time that she felt Lingbo's microsteps, and Xiao Huangrong seemed a little stunned, her eyes were wide open, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the inner island.

"Rong'er, you're back to your senses!"

"Eh?"

Biting a finger in her mouth, Xiao Huang Rong let out a small snort, and when she looked up, she saw her cousin winking, with a joking look on her face.

"Is my cousin good?"

"Um…"

The one who answered the dialect was the little head that was connected like a chicken pecking rice.

"Want to learn?"

"miss you!"

Little Huang Rong jumped three feet high, a pair of small hands tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, she seemed extremely excited.

"Learn what to learn! Come in and read!"

Before she was happy for a while, her head shrugged.It turned out that it was Feng Heng who pushed the door and came out, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"cousin…"

Holding her mouth shut, her little nose twitching, and her big eyes ready to cry, little Huang Rong pretended to be pitiful, wanting her cousin to intercede for her.

Look at the cousin, then look at the aunt, Fang Yanming was about to speak, but was suppressed by Feng Heng's eyes, and he could only spread his hands, helpless.

"Ming'er, don't think that now that you've recovered from your injuries and recovered your martial arts, my aunt can't control you anymore! Rong'er, come here!"

"Auntie, what are you talking about..."

With a helpless smile, he gave his cousin a helpless look, and Fang Yanming retreated.

Without a helper, the little girl could only temporarily succumb to her mother's power, with a bitter face, and followed Feng Heng to the room to practice calligraphy.

"Rong'er, listen to mother, practice calligraphy well, but don't imitate your cousin! Your cousin's calligraphy... Dip a chicken's paw with pen and ink, and then throw a handful of rice on the paper, it is better than him Write well!"

"This one?"

"Mother can still lie to you..."

"Okay! Rong'er listens to mother, practice calligraphy well, and when you finish writing, go and laugh at your cousin!"

The mother and daughter murmured, Feng Heng immediately coaxed little Huang Rong into a smile, and even couldn't wait to practice calligraphy.

"Oh, my little slander, my aunt has finished pouring it out. In the future, Rong'er, I don't know how long you will laugh at me..."

Shaking his head, he walked away helplessly.Only dialect Ming Hurt the world reached!

"Forget it, go and see what little uncle is doing!"

Walking, the scenery changed, and after a while, he came to the foot of a mountain.

This mountain looks like a thumb popping out of the palm, like a sword stuck upside down on the coast.Standing solitary peaks, chopping with knives and axes, cliffs and cliffs, and blowing sea breeze.This is the Flip Finger Peak!
Under Pinzhi Peak, a waterfall cascades down from the top of the mountain.The thunder-like roar and the passionate sound of the flowing water one after another, so majestic.Look at the rushing waves again, like a white dragon turning over, rolling in, the end is magnificent and magnificent, which makes people's hearts surge.

Next to the waterfall, there is a two-story bamboo building, elegant and grand, antique, which makes people feel the beauty of nature when they look at it.

"Little uncle!"

Before he opened his mouth to call for the door, he saw Huang Yaoshi pushing the door and coming out with a smile.

"Minger, how do you feel?"

"It's never been better!"

Patting his chest, brightening his muscles, Fang Yanming indicated that he is doing great now.

"Not bad!"

With a smile in the corner of Huang Yaoshi's eyes, he nodded approvingly.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, he asked: "Ming'er, have you thought about your next journey? But you are going to practice the Nine Yins?"

Before the words fell, Fang Yanming returned without thinking: "Little uncle, you are going to test me, right! I have already thought about it!"

Taking a step forward, his body shape was slightly wrong, Fang Yanming raised his head and looked up at the sky, and continued to speak: "Now I have merged the two internal forces in my body into one furnace, and the shackles have been completely removed! Besides, I will break the first layer and be arrested." , where can I drill into another layer?"

Fang Yanming turned around, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a look of course.Huang Yaoshi met his nephew's eyes, they were clear and clear, resolute and resolute, his spirit was high and shining brightly.

"Good, good... good!"

Knowing his ambition, Huang Yaoshi clapped his hands and praised him, perhaps he was too excited, his face flushed a little.

"Then you have thought about how to create an inner strength method that belongs to you alone? Tell me, little uncle will check with you!"

"Of course I'm reading!"

Fang Yanming blurted out, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Huang Chang cultivated the Longevity Dao Cang, and the Nine Yins began to be completed. I don't think my talent is weaker than anyone else! If he can do it, I can do it too!"

The sound is loud and deafening, the young man is in high spirits, quite uninhibited and bold compared with the God of Heaven.

"it is good!"

There was another round of applause, and Huang Yaoshi was very happy. He patted his nephew on the shoulder and urged him impatiently, "Go! Then go!"

"My little aunt, please ask my little uncle to persuade me a lot."

"Um…"

Nodding his head heavily, Huang Yaoshi touched the head of his nephew who was almost on his shoulder, and said with a look of relief and reluctance: "My son has grown up, so he should spread his wings and fly high!"

Dialect smiled brightly.

"Yes! Uncle, I have grown up..."

After sending his nephew out, Huang Yaoshi waved his hands away and said, "Tomorrow, little uncle will not send you off... Although your injury is healed now, my little uncle has to deduce it, and it can be regarded as a gift for myself. An explanation."

"Ok!"

He gave him a big smile, and was about to turn around, seeming to remember something, Fang Yanming seemed hesitant to speak.

"Just do what you want! You've grown up, so don't worry too much! If you really have any troubles that can't be solved, just come back, with your aunt and uncle here..."

Nodding his head, Fang Yanming looked into Huang Yaoshi's eyes and said seriously: "Okay! Uncle, I will bring back my brothers and sisters!"

As if his words were not right, Huang Yaoshi was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then, a touch of sentimentality fleetingly appeared on his face.Slightly waving his hands, he said, "As you wish..."

Huang Yaoshi talked about revenge, but the dialect clearly talked about seeking relatives.Bloody feuds cannot be shared with each other, Huang Yaoshi is no different from ordinary people in this respect, he respects the dead.Life is gone and it is irretrievable. Compared with revenge, Fang Yanming wants to protect the living relatives and friends first. He has compassion for the stranger.

Boom, Boom, Boom!Fang Yanming strode forward without turning back a step, he could feel Huang Yaoshi's eyes, sending himself to the distance with blessings and expectations!
After leaving Snap Finger Peak, Fang Yanming came to Peach Blossom Pond.

The peach tree is curved and in various poses, and the pale pink buds climbed up the branches at some point, and they were ashamed to greet them.Green smoke curls up, lingering on the calm water, like a fairyland on earth, so beautiful.

Sitting down on a big bluestone, his eyes stared straight at the calm water, as if he was thinking about something, and he was in a daze.

"Second Brother, Third Sister, I will bring you back..."

The voice was ethereal and far away, echoing in the Peach Blossom Pond, it should have engraved the scenery in his heart, and the dialect left without looking back.

Passing through the peach grove, in just three or two steps, it suddenly becomes clear.

Taking a closer look, a quaint thatched hut is in front of you. Beside the thatched hut, there are flat fields in a patchwork pattern, crystal clear and green, dotted with gratifying herbs.Take a deep breath, bursts of medicinal fragrance come to the nostrils, making people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Staring at the thatched cottage for a long time, Fang Yanming became a little crazy for a while.It should be looking forward to, the next moment someone pushed the door out, and shouted to himself with a bitter face: "Xiao Qi..."

This is his wish, but he believes that it will eventually become a reality.After seeing enough, he left.

He came to the Martial Arts Field again. Li Yi and Duan Siqi are competing in the Martial Arts Field at this time. It's so lively when you come and go!

Although Fang Yanming's eyes fell on them, judging from his expression, it could be seen that he was not looking at them.

His mind pierced through time, and his eyes focused on a young man dressed in green, who was proud but still warm.

The moment Fang Yanming fell into memory, Li Yi and Duan Siqi stopped fighting.Without speaking or moving, they just accompanied him quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Yanming smiled slightly, waved his hands and said, "Lao Li, Lao Duan, I'm sorry to bother you, you guys go on, buddies slip away first..."

"The shadow of the peach blossoms falls to the sword, and the tide of the blue sea presses the jade flute!"

Fingers whirled on the smooth stone carvings, and the dialect's bright eyes flickered.That is, envy, expectation, yearning and self-confidence!
Peach Forest Array, Qingyin Cave, seaside reefs, and Dialect Ming all walked quietly.Walking through this small island that raised him, grew up with him, and is full of laughter.

Finally, before coming to a delicate room.Seeming to be very hesitant, he stood on the steps in front of the door for a long time, neither moving nor speaking, just standing like this.

At some point, the host and guests on the island quietly leaned out, and their eyes were all focused on the young man in front of the door.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet, as if he couldn't bear to break the scene, there was not even a sound of the wind.

"Mother! Why are you crying?"

A childish and innocent voice suddenly sounded, filled with panic.Tongyan Wuji is the best way to break the silence!

With a creak, the door swung open.

"Cousin, you are here! Great! Mother is crying!"

Seeing the savior, Xiao Huang Rong, who was still in a panic, clapped her hands and laughed instantly.

"Mother...Mother! Cousin is here to see you!"

thump, thump, stepping on her short legs, dragging her absent-minded cousin, Xiao Huang Rong was extremely happy.In her few memories, every time mother cried and her cousin appeared, mother would laugh.Her happiness is justified.

However, the silence between the two erased the joy.

With her fingers in her hands, she looked at her cousin, and then at her mother, her little face was full of doubts.Because the scene in front of her was completely different from what she remembered.

"cousin…"

Little Huang Rong was a little scared, so she tugged at the corner of her cousin's clothes.

"Rong'er, cousin and mother have something to say, go out and play by yourself!"

Patting her little head lightly, Fang Yanming smiled and pouted to signal the door.

"Oh…"

After replying rather dullly, she turned her head and walked away, even closing the door very sensiblely.

"Auntie..."

Looking at each other, looking at my aunt with tears in the corners of her eyes, Fang Yanming didn't know what to say.

As usual, Feng Heng brushed away his frowning brows, brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and straightened his messy clothes.

"You're such an adult, yet you're so sloppy...it's so ugly..."

"Auntie..."

Fang Yanming opened his mouth again, but stopped talking.

"Going out! Listen more, think more, watch more! Be kind to others, and don't do anything if you can..."

Holding his nephew's cheeks with both hands, the smile on Feng Heng's face was extremely gentle.

"When it's cold, put on more clothes. Don't just rely on your martial arts skills to ignore it. You suffered such a serious injury earlier, so you should take the medicine with you, take it on time, and don't leave any root cause!"

"Auntie..."

Suddenly felt a mass of warm softness in his arms, Fang Yanming only felt the corners of his eyes dry, and his mouth was very bitter.

"Wear this bag close to your body. When you go out, you can't lose money. You are still growing up, so you have to eat on time. My son is so tall and handsome. If it is too low, it will be unattractive..."

Feng Heng's words were very plain, but every word and every sentence hit people's hearts directly. Fang Yanming only felt dull, as if unknown emotions were about to overflow from the bottom of his heart.

"Auntie..."

"My son has grown up, don't cry..."

I saw two white and slender fingers pointing at the corners of the boy's red eyes.

It seemed that she had talked too much, Feng Heng's lips were a little chapped and white, but she still babbled unconsciously.

"My son has grown up, he should have a word!"

"Yes... listen to my aunt"

Looking at each other, Fang Yanming felt the reluctance and blessing in his aunt's heart.

"Changjiu. I often go home and have a look! Changjiu, Changjiu!"

(End of this chapter)