Chapter Thirty-Three: A Wild Village and a Wild Temple
At noon, Wang Feng returned home from the Yanbin Building. When he saw his parents, whom he had not seen for more than two months, he couldn't help being surprised. He saw his parents, who were several decades younger, surrounding a vaguely familiar face.
The boy was talking excitedly about something.
With a look of surprise on his face, Wang Feng walked forward and greeted his parents. Seeing his son with a look of surprise on his face, both parents were happy.
Uncle Wang said to Wang Feng: "Feng'er, do you still remember Hairen who went with you to deliver the offerings and then stayed in Cangyun Cave? It was he who made my parents become like this." After hearing what his father said, his face was filled with emotion.
The surprised Wang Feng was completely relieved, because he knew that in front of these "gods" of cultivation, incredible things would happen.
As a business manager outside Cangyundong Secular Hall, Wang Feng knew a lot about Nan Hairen's deeds. He was often proud to know a brother like Nan Hairen. Although he had not seen Nan Hairen once in so many years, he
He knew that Nan Hairen would not forget him. Based on the fact that he had only been in contact with Nan Hairen for more than half a month, he knew that Nan Hairen was a kind-hearted person, and he was a person who should repay the kindness of a drop of water with a spring of spring.
host.
Wang Feng stepped forward and said to Nan Hairen: "Hai Ren, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years. You have grown taller and become an adult. I have heard many stories about you at the Yanbin Tower. I am very happy to have a brother like you.
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Nanhai Rendao: "Brother Wang, if you didn't introduce me to the store eight years ago and take me to hand over the offerings, I wouldn't be here today. Thank you very much."
Aunt Wang rolled her eyes at Wang Feng and interjected: "Hai Ren, don't be polite to your brother Wang. If you hadn't been blessed with this fate, it would be useless to pay a hundred offerings. Your brother Wang has been in trouble for years.
More than ten times, I haven’t even considered him as a registered disciple."
"Mom, your eyes are healed too! Could it be that it was also treated by Hairen?" Wang Feng said in surprise after seeing his mother's bright eyes.
Aunt Wang said gratefully: "Feng'er, it was Hairen who cured my mother's eyes. By the way, he also gave your father and I a 'Rejuvenation Pill' each, which made my father and mother more than twenty years younger. It looks like
It won't be a problem to live for a few more decades. Now your father and I both feel refreshed and full of energy."
Wang Feng turned around and bowed deeply to Nan Hairen and said, "Thank you so much, dear brother, for making my mother see the light of day again, and my two elders to be young again. I will never forget this."
Nan Hairen glanced at Wang Feng and said: "Brother Wang, if you want to practice cultivation now, it's indeed a bit late, but I have a simple technique that you can try to practice. If you can persist in practicing, you will definitely prolong your life. I have some here
Take this 'Rejuvenation Pill', brother, please take it later, and I'll work hard to nurse you back. I believe there won't be any risk of illness, brother, within a hundred years."
After hearing this, Wang Feng's eyes were full of hope and he said: "Thank you very much, dear brother. I will practice diligently and strive to become a registered disciple, so that I can live outside Cangyun Cave for so many years in vain."
Next, Nan Hairen taught Wang Feng a set of introductory self-cultivation exercises - Spring and Autumn Gong. He also ordered him to take a 'Rejuvenation Pill' and used the exercises to help him regulate his body.
Nan Hairen has just finished teaching the exercises.
There was a rapid "dong dong" knock on the door of Uncle Wang's house. As soon as Uncle Wang opened the door, he saw a young man in green clothes walking in from the outside. When he saw Wang Feng, he hurriedly saluted and said: "Manager Wang, you
Come back to the Yanbin Building quickly, something happened to Manager Huang!" Wang Feng, who had just finished his work, was shocked in his heart and said: "Zhuzi, don't be anxious. Tell me slowly, what happened to Manager Huang?"
Zhuzi said: "Manager Wang, Manager Huang and a large team of people went to hand over the offerings for this quarter a few days ago. I didn't want to be injured by a monster while camping at the ruined temple in Yinfeng Ridge a hundred miles away last night. Now I have been unconscious. Hurry up.
Let’s go back and take a look.”
When Nan Hairen heard that it was Yinfeng Ridge again, he was moved in his heart. Could it be that "afterimage" doing something strange? He glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi and said: "Brother, the Yinfeng Ridge you are talking about is Yinfeng Ridge a hundred miles away in the southeast."
ridge."
The young man in green clothes said Zhuzhu: "That's right. Have you been there too, sir? It was a good place for hunting in the past few years, but in recent years there have been monsters there, and fewer people go there. Even if you have to pass by there,
Usually, more than ten people must unite to pass. You see, even with more than ten people together, something happened to Manager Huang. This monster is too rampant. I think we should really ask the magician from this hall to come out and subdue the monster.
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Wang Feng left home at the urging of the young man in green, Zhu Zhu, and returned to the Yanbin Building.
Nan Hairen also made up a reason and told Uncle Wang that he wanted to go out for a walk. Then he rushed towards Yinfeng Ridge a hundred miles southeast with his sword. After a while, he arrived at the sky above Yinfeng Ridge. Nan Hairen used the "Yin Yang Zhengtian Jue" to divide
I used my spiritual consciousness to explore the ground. This time my spiritual exploration was much wider than last night.
Suddenly Nan Hairen felt that there was a small village with more than a dozen families located in a depression on the mountainside five miles east of Yinfengling. There was a small temple in the village. Nan Hairen took a look at the direction and flew towards the small village.
When I got closer, I saw that this small mountain village had become a typical deserted village. The houses in the village were dilapidated and there was no one left. I walked around the village alone for a while and gained nothing.
Nan Hairen walked to the temple in the village. When he entered the main hall, he saw spider webs crisscrossing the hall, and dust on the altar table. The statues of gods enshrined in the main hall had collapsed, and the surrounding walls were riddled with holes, making it impossible to distinguish them.
It has lost its original color, and it seems that it has not been seen for a long time.
However, there is a one-foot square area a few feet away from the gate that is relatively clean and has faint traces of people sitting there. It seems that this is the place where Manager Huang and his team of Yanbin Tower rested last night.
Nan Hairen used his consciousness to explore around the temple, and found that his consciousness encountered an obstacle when he encountered a wall at the back of the temple. Nan Hairen curiously walked to the back hall, but as soon as he entered the back hall, Nan Hairen felt a headache.
I felt dizzy for a while, and after practicing the "Yin Yang Zhengtian Jue", my symptoms were relieved.
Nan Hairen took a few more steps forward, a warning signal suddenly occurred in his heart, and the sword spirit in his mind also sent a dangerous signal to Nan Hairen.
Nan Hairen felt something was not good, and immediately turned around to return to the original road, but found that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Things that were clear just now seemed to be covered with a fine veil in an instant, becoming shadowy and ethereal.
A strong cold wind blew from all directions, and at the same time an invisible murderous aura pressed towards him from all directions.
Nan Hairen hurriedly took out the Demon-Slaying Demon-Slaying Lock from his bracelet, used the Yin-Yang Zhengtian Jue to sacrifice the Demon-Slaying Demon-Slaying Lock to protect his body.
Oh no, I'm trapped in the formation! Nan Hairen thought to himself.