At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Taoyuan County, fifty miles northeast.

Black Dragon Pond!
To the east, looking from afar, you can see green mountains leaning against each other, which are the majestic and towering Snow Mountain Range.

When he came to this place in his previous life, Niu Dingtian only knew the route but not its name. Now it seems that the Lingquan Cave was in this mountain.

It’s a pity that the green mountains are still there, but the beautiful woman is no longer there. The companionship of the beauty in the previous life has been replaced by loneliness in this life.

With inexplicable emotions, Niu Dingtian recalled the route he had taken in the past while riding Black Rose, reining in slowly and heading eastward.

In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the sky is covered with clouds, and a man and a horse walk to the foot of the mountain.

Looking around and looking up, the mountains are tall and steep, and the road becomes narrower as we go forward. Soon, the deep ravine path that was only wide enough for one person to pass appears between the two peaks.

"Black Rose, oh Black Rose, wait for me here obediently. If you meet a stranger, be smart and don't let him ride you."

After getting off the horse, Niu Dingtian stroked Black Rose's mane affectionately, and without tying the reins, he took a gourd from the horse's back and walked up the mountain carrying it.

As we went up the mountain, the place was quiet, covered with bushes and thorns. It was obvious that no outsider had set foot here for a long time.

Niu Dingtian wielded his sword to clear a smooth path. When they climbed over the mountain and reached the familiar waterfall, the moon was obscured by clouds and the light faded, and it was already a deep night.

"Ok?"

"Is this really a wasted trip?"

At this moment, looking at the waterfall in front of him like a giant dragon rushing down, and sniffing the moist water vapor blowing towards his face, Niu Dingtian couldn't help but have a hint of doubt in his eyes.

As soon as he reached halfway up the mountain, he noticed something unusual.

Once upon a time, there was an inexplicable aura here. The higher you went, the more strange and subtle fragrance you could smell, attracting your inner breath.

But now, apart from the same terrain and scenery, I no longer smell that strange smell along the way.

"Could it be because the breathing method has disappeared?" Niu Dingtian muttered to himself.

As this thought came to his mind, he looked up in the faint moonlight, and the vague outline of the cliff came into view.

“We should be able to get up there!”

Niu Dingtian stood by the water with his hands behind his back, pondered for a while, and suddenly took a step forward.

When he took this step, ripples like water waves suddenly appeared under his feet. Amid the loud bang, the whole person soared into the sky like a crane.

Seeing that he was about to fall when his momentum slowed down to the eighth point of the cliff, Niu Dingtian cursed inwardly, suddenly drew out his sword, and inserted it into the cliff with a swish. After using the force, his figure soared into the sky and disappeared into the night in a flash.

"This……"

At the top of the waterfall, beside the stream, Niu Dingtian held the knife in one hand, looked around, his eyes full of shock.

At this moment, the mountain breeze was blowing, the clouds were floating, and the moonlight was flickering, but the outline of the mountain could still be vaguely seen.

Not far away, an area that should have been surrounded by mountains on three sides seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, with only a stream winding and extending with no end in sight.

Coming back to his senses, Niu Dingtian reached out and pinched his cheek hard.

"hiss--"

It hurts! At this moment, although it was night, he was not dreaming.

"how come?"

“Could it be the movement of the earth’s crust?”

"But whose crustal movement only changes a small piece of mountain and is so abrupt?"

Niu Dingtian felt a little dizzy, so he quickly used his skills to move forward along the stream.

Even if it was the movement of the earth's crust, he had never heard of such a big change in more than a hundred years.

But if it is not the same time and space, why is the terrain and route outside exactly the same, except for this area missing?
Compared to the scene before him, he would rather not have found the Black Dragon Pond and the waterfall than to doubt his life like this.

Half an hour later——

The clouds dispersed, the moonlight suddenly became stronger, and the snow-capped mountains were covered with silver light. The mountain breeze blew past, making rustling sounds, like the whispers of mountain flowers and plants.

As Niu Dingtian returned along the stream, his dejected look told us that the harvest was not satisfactory. And that was indeed the case, the road ahead was smooth and there were no more obstacles.

He followed the stream and flew for more than thirty miles before he found a small stream at the foot of a mountain. It was the source of the waterfall, but there was nothing unusual about it.

"Why is this happening?"

Niu Dingtian frowned and slowly walked to the edge of the waterfall. He looked down and had a panoramic view of the river below.

He had fought fiercely with the old monk here, freezing several miles and sucking all the water dry, but at this moment, he felt an indescribable confusion in his mind.

That's how people are.

Whenever there is an unreasonable personal doubt, it will always linger in the mind and cannot be shaken off, and it seems that even other things that you care about are not important anymore.

Niu Dingtian stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, thinking deeply for half the night. Until late at night, when he felt nervous, he lay down on a huge rock and fell asleep.

……

It seemed like a long time.

Smelling the faint fragrance, Niu Dingtian opened his eyes in a daze.

The soft sunlight was a little dazzling. He squinted his eyes slightly, looking for the fragrance, but couldn't help feeling dazed.

"Miss?"

"Qian'er?"

"Why are you here?"

Wherever you look, there is white mist hanging over the stream, and green willows on both sides of the river are swaying in the water, as emerald as jade. In addition, mountain flowers are blooming everywhere, creating a beautiful scene.

But Niu Dingtian had no time to appreciate such charming scenery. Not far away from him, his wife Chen Jiner and bodyguard Niu Qianer were standing by the stream, looking at him gently.

"Am I dreaming?" Niu Dingtian was extremely surprised. He wanted to pinch his cheek again, but he felt his body go limp and weak.

"Am I really dreaming?"

He gave up quickly. Even if he was dreaming, he had to dream it for a while longer.

"Have you forgotten us, sir?"

Chen Jiner smiled slightly, her beautiful face remained the same, her white sleeves fluttering in the wind, she looked like a real person.

Behind her, Niu Qian'er was wearing emerald green clothes, still with her hair in a bun, and her beautiful eyes contained a hint of tenderness.

The beauty seemed to be right in front of him. Niu Dingtian was dazed again. Hearing this, he quickly shook his head and said, "I haven't forgotten, I miss you every day!"

Chen Jin'er couldn't help but smile, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "Would my husband be willing to come back to find us?"

Niu Dingtian was stunned when he heard this.

He wanted to get up, but his body was still weak. Even though he knew that what he saw was probably just a dream, he still said without hesitation:

"I am willing! As long as we find a way to go back, my husband will definitely go back to look for you!"

"Will you keep searching?"

"meeting!"

Niu Dingtian nodded firmly.

Chen Jiner had a satisfied smile on her jade face, and her voice was a little ethereal: "It's time for me to go, my husband, take care. I'll let Qian'er stay with you for a while."

As she spoke, her figure gradually faded until it disappeared.

"Madam! Madam!" Niu Dingtian shouted hurriedly, but there was no response from any side.

"The owner of the village..."

Qian'er spoke in a soft voice, her cheeks gradually flushed, and she slowly walked over.

Just as Niu Dingtian was stunned, a rich virgin fragrance wafted towards him, and the emerald green clothes slowly slipped off, revealing her snow-white and smooth skin, and a pair of round and plump teardrop-shaped breasts.

"Qian'er you..."

Niu Dingtian's breathing became heavier, and his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed.

Obviously, he was having a wet dream.

But when a couple reunites after a long separation, how can the wife just disappear and let someone else take her place? The wife arranged it, and her delicate body is right in front of me, how can I refuse?

Niu Dingtian couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to stroke it gently, but his body still felt light and weak.

"I...I'm coming..."

Qian'er gently took off her hairpin, and her jet-black hair fell like a waterfall. Her voice trembled, her cheeks were flushed as if she was drunk, and she seemed to hear the sound of her heartbeat as fast as a war drum in her ears.

Seeing the soft hand caressing him, Niu Dingtian sighed softly and felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

What if he didn't find the spiritual spring water? As long as he had this romantic encounter in his dream and they met, he felt it was worth it.

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes and lay quietly on the boulder.

……

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Niu Dingtian's mind was dazed and in a daze, the soft body in his arms seemed to be gone.

But he could also feel a soft and moist tongue licking his cheeks, his neck, and even his mouth affectionately.

So salty!
Niu Dingtian smacked his lips and forced his eyes open. The next moment, he saw a big pink tongue licking his face.

"Black Rose?" Niu Dingtian's face turned dark and he quickly turned over and dodged.

Black Rose licked nothing and snorted, with a look of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"No! Why am I here?"

Niu Dingtian just stood up and suddenly froze in place. He looked down and saw that the gourd and Shura knife hanging on his waist were still there.

"That dream..."

Thinking of the beautiful dream last night, Niu Dingtian's heart trembled. If an ordinary person sent him back, he would not be completely unaware.

"Wait until I come back, and don't run around!"

After stroking the black rose and leaving a few words in a hurry, Niu Dingtian rushed up the mountain along the narrow path at a rapid speed.

"Miss!"

"Where are you?"

"Qian'er!"

"Miss!"

……

On this day, thunder-like shouts continued to ring out in the valley, echoing among the vast mountains.

At first, Niu Dingtian was just surprised and suspicious, but when he saw the bloodstains on the boulder, he was so excited that he kept shouting all day long.

night--

At the turn of the You and Xu periods, the night becomes dark.

On the quiet path, the only sound was the occasional chirping of nightingales in the distance and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

Looking at the exhausted figure slowly emerging in the twilight, Black Rose, who had been waiting all day, tapped the horse's hooves lightly, walked forward, and touched his arm affectionately.

Niu Dingtian felt warm in his heart. He reached out to take off the wine jug from the horse's back and took a big gulp of the wine. The burning pain in his throat made his mind clear.

"Thank you!" Niu Dingtian sighed and gently stroked the horse's face.

After a day of fruitless searching, he gradually calmed down.

What he saw yesterday was far beyond his understanding. If it was true, it was beyond the capability of ordinary people.

perhaps……

There is some Taoist formation on the mountain that is blocking the view.

But why did Niangzi and Qian'er appear? Niu Dingtian was puzzled.

Or,
Is everything just an illusion?
In the following period, although the search was still fruitless, Niu Dingtian was still reluctant to leave, as he was afraid that he would really miss the reunion.

So, he simply built a hut here and lived there. In addition to practicing martial arts every day, he tried to explore the mountains from all directions, trying to find anything strange.

So far away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, summer has gone and spring has come, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Different from the calmness of the mountains.

In the outside world, over the past six months, Niu Dingtian's name has become as famous as thunder in a calm lake, causing a complete sensation in the world.

He fought fiercely with Murong Fu, competed with Master Xuan Bei, killed Elder Xu of the Beggars' Sect, cut off Bai Shijing's left ear, and unexpectedly defeated the three strongest forces in the martial arts world.

Not only that, when this man was competing with Master Xuan Bei, he was suspected to have used the Murong family's unique martial arts, the Fighting Stars Shifting, which was witnessed by many people in the martial arts world.

The use of the Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms at the Dazhi branch of the Beggar Gang was also personally confirmed by law enforcement elder Bai Shijing and the branch leader Quan Guanqing.

As soon as the news came out, Murong Fu, who was far away in Yanziwu, smashed a table and ordered everyone to find Niu Dingtian's whereabouts.

How could an outsider use his family's unique skills? Moreover, the other party was proficient in both Beggars' Sect and Shaolin martial arts. Taking all these into consideration, he even suspected that this person was a hidden man raised by his deceased father, the real crown prince!
After all, there are not many forces that have collected the martial arts of hundreds of schools, and his Murong family happens to be one of them, but there is definitely no other one who possesses the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi!

And on the other side,
The leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng, was also not feeling well.

Not only did the gang elder die, but the gang's martial arts were also leaked. You have to know that this was not some miscellaneous martial arts, and he was the only one in the entire gang who was qualified to practice it.

Although he advocated a detailed investigation into the cause of Elder Xu's death before questioning him, Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing instigated their disciples to question him about the crime of passing on martial arts to outsiders. Under pressure, he had to go out temporarily and look for Niu Dingtian's whereabouts to prove his innocence.

This world of martial arts seems to contain turbulent undercurrents, ready to erupt at any time.

half a month later.

Another thunderclap, Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple was attacked and killed in the Shenjie Temple in Liangzhou, killed by his famous skill, the Great Weituo Pestle!

The Shaolin monk who was competing with others in internal strength in Taoyuan County a few months ago ended up like this in the blink of an eye.

Before Shaolin Temple could make a public statement, three days later, another shocking piece of news swept the entire martial arts world in one day:

Ma Dayuan, deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, was found dead in his home in Luoyang. He also died from his own unique skill of throat-locking and grappling!
It seems that the world is going to be in chaos.

……

Xuefeng Mountain, western foothills.

The cliffs are high and the fog has dissipated, the spring breeze is gentle, the flowers are lush and the stones are moist, the clouds are delicate and the smoke is light, and the sky looks like water.

"drive!"

All you could hear were the sound of horses' hooves and the neighing of horses. A group of martial artists, wearing weapons and riding lightly on horses, were galloping wildly, splashing mud on the road, and heading towards the narrow mountain stream ahead.

On the high slope, there is a thatched hut and a stable.

"it's here!"

When the leader saw the building ahead, he immediately pulled the reins of his horse, waved his hand and shouted:

"Surround them quickly!"

"Don't let him get away!"

Hearing the call, more than a hundred riders, holding knives, swords, awls, and sticks, quickly spread out on their horses and surrounded the high slope ahead.

"The Shennong Clan, Beggars' Clan, Funiu Sect, Qingcheng Sect, and Qin Family Village are here, why doesn't Young Hero Niu come out to see them?"

The person who was shouting was a thin old man with a goatee and an arrogant look. He was Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang.

On his left and right were Yao Bodang, the leader of Qinjiazhai, Sima Lin, the head of Qingcheng Sect, Guo Yanzhi, the eldest disciple of Funiu Sect, and his uncle Cui Baiquan, as well as a seven-bag disciple from the Dazhi branch of the Beggar Gang.

Seeing that no one responded from the thatched cottage and only the horses in the stable were snorting, Sikong Xuan's face gradually became gloomy, and he winked at the people around him.

Seeing this, the people around all looked hesitant, held the reins and did not move, without immediately expressing their opinions.

After all, the other party has a bad reputation. Although I was lucky enough to find this place first, I'm afraid no one except the real owner would be willing to be the first to do so.

Then, several people looked towards the seven-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang.

...(End of chapter)