The red sun is scorching like fire, and the wild rice and rice are half withered and scorched.
The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son and grandson shake the fan!
In mid-June, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the world was like a huge steamer, and the heat was unbearable.
After Wang Yan returned to the mountain gate, he devoted himself to cultivation, and it was another five years in the blink of an eye.
What happened at home, except for the part of Li Shan's mother, who specially asked the master for advice, but nothing else was said.
Among the generations of disciples in Laoshan, although there are no female disciples to get started, there is still a precedent in the past, so if he really brings his wife, Laodao will also consider it as appropriate, if it is fate, it is okay to accept it.
However, he was cut off by his mother halfway, and the old man could only smile bitterly, but he had already guessed something in his heart.
Mother Li Shan usually doesn't accept apprentices easily, but now she is so forthright that she took his wife away directly. What must be the trick
It's just one of my juniors, and I can't try to speculate on God's will.
Since the other party has said something first, it is obviously not that easy for their husband and wife to reunite. Lao Dao can only comfort Wang Yan and let him pay attention to his own practice and not be affected by it.
Five years later, Wang Yan is nearing his thirties. At the age of 28, he has matured a lot, not only in appearance, but also in personality.
During this period, I also sent several letters to Lishan to ask about the lady's condition, but they all fell into disrepair.
Under the painstaking guidance of the master, and his own assiduous heart, the talent root is not bad, and now he has reached the middle stage of Qi Refining.
Without the assistance of Qihua, he is purely relying on his own cultivation. The further he goes to the later realm, the more difficult it will be. He can feel it.
It has been more than twenty years since Senior Brother Yun Zhongliu practiced, and he was able to break through to the late stage of Qi Refining and Transformation. Compared with him, he reached the middle stage of the same realm in eight years, which can be said to be extremely fast.
In the past five years, in addition to his inner alchemy practice, he has become extremely proficient in the practice of the Five Thunder Palm, and the refining of external medicinal pills is also very similar.
In retrospect, when I first started to learn alchemy, it was the destruction of a furnace of medicinal materials and a furnace of medicinal materials, and it was all money in the world!
Fortunately, Senior Brother Xun Qi comforted him and said that it was said that when Senior Brother Yun Zhongliu first started to learn alchemy, it was easy to destroy the medicinal materials.
The words reached Yun Zhongliu's ears, and he was so angry that he picked up the broom and chased Xun for more than seventy miles.
The past is unbearable, can not be generalized ah!
Regarding the practice of flying swords, during this period, combined with his advantages, the master taught him another set of swordsmanship called "Jinghong".
The big move is forty-nine, the small move is one hundred and eight, the sword is in the hand, the ever-changing, the sword is in the air, vertical and horizontal, suitable for both close combat and long-range flying sword control.
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Wang Yan has been studying hard for the past five years, and in his spare time, he will also discuss with his seniors. Practice makes perfect.
The power and speed of the Chongxiao Sword has been greatly improved compared to the past.
After five years of precipitation, the whole body has become more solid and firm.
Therefore, after obtaining the master's consent, he is going to find a good day to retreat and refine the abnormal fruit in his body, and he has been making arrangements recently.
I hope this strange fruit can bring him even more surprises.
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South of Laoshan, Ning'an County.
In the past five years, the county seat has not changed much, but in the past two weeks, the atmosphere has become a bit gloomy and depressing, not as bustling and lively as before.
There were not many pedestrians on the street. Although the doors and windows of the shops and restaurants on both sides were open, it was deserted and there were few customers.
Ning'an county government office, front yard.
The yard was neat and tidy, with three corpses lined up, one of them crouched on the ground, tinkering with tools in his hand, and examined the corpses carefully.
"How many times is this?"
On the side, the county magistrate in official uniform has a worried look on his face.
"My lord, this is the fourth time in half a month. Compared with the previous three times, the number of people killed this time is the largest. The three of them are rich businessmen in this county. They were killed in the middle of the night last night. Agreed, they were all brutally poached to death.”
A sturdy head catcher stepped forward to report.
"Alas! Four times, four murders in half a month, the cause of death is the same, the time is the same, and the murderer is so rampant, this is clearly hitting my face, Master!"
The county magistrate sighed indignantly, and then turned towards the arresting head.
"And you, what do you eat? It's been so long, I haven't even touched the shadow of the murderer. My lord, I'm better at keeping a dog than you!"
The catcher lowered his head, said nothing, and took on the scolding.
The murderer came and went without a trace, like a ghost. Although they strictly guarded and patrolled, it was in vain after all.
And the other party didn't have a specific target to start with. The only thing they knew was that the murderer was digging for men's hearts, and he committed crimes in the middle of the night. Anyone could become the soul of the murderer's claws.
There are so many people in the yamen, and it is not enough to transfer the officials who guard the city. With so many men in the county, who will the murderer of Guixiao target next time
The county magistrate in front of him is surnamed Gu. He took office for a year, and he didn't have any political achievements. Now he is still under his hands. There have been so many murders, and after the investigation, he is afraid that Wu Sha will not be guaranteed.
"Where's the Qingjiang House! It's been five or six days since the report, why haven't you sent someone down yet?"
After calming down his mind, Magistrate Gu continued to ask.
"I don't know! We reported an emergency document. It stands to reason that Fucheng should already know the news, but the post officer has not reported it yet."
The catcher respectfully responded.
"If there is no return, send someone to take a look. Life is at stake, and the case is getting bigger and bigger. By then, you and I will not be able to eat and walk around."
As soon as this statement came out, the catcher claimed that it was, and did not dare to violate it.
"My lord! My lord is not good! Someone else came to report the crime."
Just at this moment, a sergeant rushed in from the door.
"Adult! A large number of children are missing in Linjia Village outside the city. The bitter master and the villager are all waiting outside the hall now! Look..."
The officer ran in front of Magistrate Gu and knelt down on one knee to report.
"What? It's really unresolved, and it's coming up again and again. God wants to kill me and take care of someone!"
Hearing this, the county magistrate was shocked, and he was already hopeless.
The unsolved case in the county town has already forced him to be devastated and worried, and now another child has disappeared.
"Sir, why don't you go to the hall first! You can rest assured that it will be handled by the subordinates. If there are any new discoveries, how about the subordinates report to the adults as soon as possible?"
Seeing that his expression was wrong, the catcher couldn't help but say something comforting and reminding.
"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! I just blame my bad luck, Master Liang, let's go to the hall!"
The county magistrate Gu sighed helplessly, his face was like a bitter gourd, and he gave an order and walked slowly towards the lobby.