In the next few days, Xiao Chen was a guest at the White Fox Village, and Leng Baihu didn't know that he was the Lord of the Desireless Heaven that many people were afraid of, pestering him every day, or practicing the "Art of Wangqi", or pulling him to play in the village, or going to hunt in the back mountain.

It's just that every time they go out hunting, they always have to follow four or five maids who know martial arts behind the two, so as not to have any accidents outside the two.

These days, Xiao Chen didn't think about the things in the cultivation world at all, only meditated on this mortal world, this night, it suddenly rained heavily, and the cold wind blew in from the window, with cold raindrops, making the candles in the house continue to flicker.

Although it is hot in the middle of summer, the White Fox Village itself is in a shady place, and this rain has added a layer of chill to the air.

Xiao Chen sat by the window, looking at the heavy rain outside, the raindrops drifted in, gradually wetting his clothes, revealing his skin, a little cool.

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the dark clouds in the sky, and the rain rained down so fast that the tiles on the houses seemed to jump.

The rain did not stop, the thunder did not stop, and the lightning seemed to tear the sky apart, like an ancient beast, about to devour everything in the world...... This cold night is getting more and more hideous!

"Boom!"

The rain became more and more urgent, gradually blurring Xiao Chen's vision, and at this moment, he seemed to have an illusion, and returned to the Xuanqing Gate, the black cloud Lianfeng Platform.

"Kill him, kill them!"

......

"Weiyang...... Weiyang ...... Nope!"

"Remember, you promised me three things? The last thing, I want you to ......."

"One day, when you see snowflakes falling all over the sky, you can still remember...... That's the girl called Weiyang......"

"Why can the sky tolerate all beings, but it can't accommodate her!"

......

"Boom!"

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

Heart...... Should he have hatred? Did he hate Qing Xuan Zhenren's palm at the beginning? Did he fall into the devil from then on?

He didn't ......

On that day, the Demon Yuan sealed in his body by Xiao Cangtian exploded, and that day he could kill many people, he could kill the Guanqi Envoy, he could kill the people of Zangfeng Valley, the people of Qinghongmen, and the people of Yuxuguan......

The person who drove him and Weiyang to a dead end, that day, he could kill ......

However, he didn't.

On the one hand, the master who taught him skills and saved his life, and on the other hand, he used his life to protect his red face, how can he achieve both?

He chose to cut off his own meridians, and then hugged Weiyang and jumped off the cliff, neither embarrassing the master nor living up to Weiyang.

If it were a different person, he might have fallen into the devil that day, and he might feel that everyone in the world owed him.

But he, no.

Even though since then, in his heart, he may have been disappointed in the so-called righteous path, but his own way has never been changed because of this.

......

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

At this time, in his heart, there was no anger, but a kind of calm, just like the surface of the Taihu Lake, no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not stir up a trace of waves in the hearts of the anglers on the shore.

If it was in the past, every time he recalled these things in the past, he would inevitably be angry in his heart, and even cause the three corpse demons to wake up, but at this moment, his heart was extremely calm, perhaps because of the mortal life since these days.

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

His aura at the moment is that he doesn't have any cultivation breath, just like this mortal world, like the old beggar who has appeared beside him several times, just like the white-bearded man in white clothes fishing on the edge of the Taihu Lake

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"Knock knock, knock knock ......"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house, followed by the voice of the cold white fox: "Brother Wuchen, are you asleep?"

Xiao Chen slowly came back to his senses, got up and went to open the door, but saw the cold white fox standing outside, holding an umbrella, but a paper fan, where could he block the wind and rain outside, his body and hair were soaked, but he was still holding a stack of bedding tightly in his hand.

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

Xiao Chen let him into the house, Leng Baihu smiled and put the futon 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 is like returning to winter, I am afraid that you will be cold at night, so I will bring you a quilt, hehe!"

Xiao Chen looked at the quilt on the table, then looked at the rain on his face, and smirked non-stop, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Thank you." ”

"Ah......h

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

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

For a while, Leng Baihu was a little incoherent, since he realized that he had never seen the other party smile, if it wasn't so close just now, he would have thought he was wrong.

"Any questions?"

Xiao Chen looked at the cold white fox, at this moment, he was no longer the Lord of the Desireless Heaven who was as cold as the lonely moon in the sky, as if he was just the young man in front of him.

"No, no......"

Leng Baihu kept shaking his hand, walked around his room again, and asked, "Then are we friends?"

"Of course. ”

Xiao Chen looked at him and said.

"Hey, hey, that's good!"

Leng Baihu smiled and asked again, "Then do you have any other friends?"

"Yes. ”

At this moment, Xiao Chen's mind recalled the time when he met Gui Si, at that time, he was still a young man who had not yet passed away, just like the current cold white fox.

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

"Well...... this"

Leng Baihu scratched his head, smiled again, leaned in front of him, and said: "That Qi Technique, I have been practicing for a few days, and I always feel a little difficult, otherwise, you still teach me some simple skills......, right?

Xiao Chen shook his head and was silent.

"Huh? Why?"

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

Xiao Chen said: "Friends return to friends, but ......"

"But what?" asked the cold white fox as he circled around him, stretched out his head, and leaned in front of him.

Xiao Chen walked to the side and said, "I don't know martial arts. ”

"Here ...... again"

When the cold white fox hung his head and was feeling lost, Xiao Chen suddenly said again: "But I can teach you a method of breathing and practicing qi." ”

"Huh?"

Leng Baihu scratched his head, looked at the floor, and muttered in a low voice: "Won't it be for me to sit there motionless, not say a word, swallow and exhale......"

"Then you don't learn or not. ”

"Learn, learn!"

"Sit down. ”

Xiao Chen asked him to sit down, and then put his fingers together, pointed at more than a dozen acupoints on his body, and said, "According to the order in which I pointed the acupoints just now, slowly introduce the internal force of the breath." ”

"Good!"

Leng Baihu immediately did so, and just like that, Xiao Chen was on the side to guide him through the cultivation method overnight, and the rain outside stopped for some time, and the sky was already bright.

"How? Do you remember everything?"

"Eun!

The cold white fox kept nodding, looking at the palms flowing with internal force at this time, although the night had passed, but instead of feeling tired, he felt that his internal qi was full, as if even his strength was much more mellow, this feeling had never been felt before, it was really magical......

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"En......"

Xiao Chen bowed his head slightly and said, "This method of breathing will be practiced every day in the future, but within thirty years, don't tell this method to others." ”

"Can't even tell my father and mother......"

"Yes. ”

"Hey...... Well said!"

The cold white fox scratched his head and smiled, stood up, Xiao Chen looked at the mountain villa outside the window where the sky was sunny after the rain, and said, "It's already dawn, and the rain has stopped, you can go back." ”

"Eun, I'll go to the kitchen and get you breakfast later!"

The cold white fox smiled and went outside, Xiao Chen looked at the disappeared back of the young man outside, and was silent, this mortal cause and effect is over......

The cultivation method he taught Leng Baihu was not a simple qi cultivation technique, but a Xuanmen cultivation method.

......

After leaving the courtyard where Xiao Chen lived, the cold white fox was in a good mood along the way, and when he walked through the corridor, he met two maids passing by, and the two maids were stunned for a moment, and then looked in the direction he came from, thinking that it was not the guest house where the dustless boy lived? Why did the young master come out of there early in the morning, and he still looked proud......

"Young Master, ...... you"

"What are you? Haven't you ever seen such a graceful, handsome and dashing young master? Get out of the way......

The cold white fox compared the swordsmanship he had used in the valley that day, and at the same time drilled through the two of them, and the two maids looked confused: "Young master, why is it strange today? It seems that he has changed his ...... person."

As the two spoke, they looked towards the courtyard where Xiao Chen lived.

"Oops!"

The green-robed maid on the left seemed to have discovered something terrible, covered her mouth and whispered: "The young master was at the dustless boy all night last night, should it be, should it be ......?"

But the more she said, the thinner her voice became, and her face seemed to be dyed red, and the purple-clothed maid next to her reacted, her face was also red, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said: "Shame on you, don't say it......"

For the next few days, the maid in the village didn't know what to whisper, but as soon as she saw the cold white fox coming out, she immediately kept silent.

As for some thin-skinned maids, they have a red face, and they don't dare to look at him, like a girl with a spring in their arms, and the cold white fox also feels weird, these dead girls, they have been strange recently, are they all crazy?

In this way, more than half a month passed, and the people sent out by Leng Qianfeng before finally sent back the flying pigeon biography this morning, and the letterhead said that they had found the legendary Sanssouci Valley.

Leng Baihu couldn't wait to tell Xiao Chen the news, Xiao Chen came to the palace, Leng Qianfeng told him that the "Sanssouci Valley" found by more than ten martial artists in Zhuang was more than 6,000 miles away from here, and there was a thick fog outside, which was really difficult for mortals to enter.

More than 6,000 miles, it is the fastest carrier pigeon, and it will fly for three days, it seems that it has been three days since those martial artists in White Fox Village found Sanssouci Valley.

"That's without further ado, Daddy, you have people prepare two fast horses, me and Brother Wuchen, let's go to Sanssouci Valley!"

Leng Baihu said excitedly, this time he also wanted to see what the Valley of Carefree that only immortals had visited in the legend was like.

"Fox, this time, you won't go, it's better to stay at home and talk more with your mother......"

At this time, I saw Mrs. Leng walking in from outside, and looking at her appearance, she would not let Leng Baihu go to Sanssouci Valley.

"Ah......h

The cold white fox scratched his head, turned around, looked at his mother who walked in from outside, and said, "But I still want to go to Sanssouci Valley to have a look, and when I come back, I have a lot of time to talk to my mother......"

"White Fox, you have never listened to your mother, this time, you should listen to your mother, okay?"

As he spoke, Mrs. Leng had already come to him, stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face, with a faint indescribable look in her eyes, and for some reason, she insisted on not letting him go to Sanssouci Valley this time.

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