Ji Wenming took out a few gems from his backpack and handed them to Fan Hei as a reward for sending the letter, Fan Hei Yan smiled and refused: "Little brother, you also underestimate my Qing man, I came to report the news just to see that you are pleasing to the eye, in order to reward you for the kindness of a jar of wine, but not for these money and treasures, you keep it for yourself, I will rest assured that the news is delivered!"

Ji Wenming held the gems in the air, these stones were all obtained by him from the underground world, they were exquisite and valuable, but he didn't expect that a country man who chopped wood, fished and hunted was not greedy for money, he did underestimate others, he retracted his hand embarrassedly, saluted again and said: "Brother Fan is loved, and the little brother is born!"

Seeing Ji Wenming saluting himself, Fan Hei said with a black hair: "Little brother don't have to be polite, since you have prepared in your heart, I won't come in vain, say goodbye, I hope Qingshan will always be there, and there will be a period in the future!"

Others risked their lives to report the news, of course Ji Wenming couldn't repay it, he received the kindness of people lightly, he had an idea, and said: "Brother Fan, stay here, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, it just so happens that I have prepared here, it is better to eat and leave." ”

Fan Hei covered his stomach and smiled bitterly: "In order to find you, don't dare to stay, let alone breakfast, I haven't eaten that dinner yesterday, only a stomach of water." ”

Ji Wenming took Fan Hei's hand, and jumped all the way back to the mountainside where he lived, where he found a clean cave and cleared out a few clean rooms, one is to cultivate and digest the knowledge taught by his father, especially the water control strategy. The second is to wait for the golden cicada, he absorbs the true fire of the sun at the altar, and his skills are improving day by day in the past few days, but it is not yet the time to complete the success. The third is to take care of the feathering place of several elder brothers, in the past few days, every time he explores the crypt with his divine thoughts, he will find that the physical consciousness of his brothers has changed, so he refuses to leave in order to protect their safety.

Fan Hei was the first guest to come here, Ji Wen ordered to take out the searched beast meat and wild fruits for him to eat, and said casually: "Brother Fan, I have a kung fu for sleeping, and I feel very useful to visit recently, are you willing to learn?"

Fan Hei is envious of those capable swordsmen on weekdays, but unfortunately his own qualifications are limited, he has no opportunity to contact advanced martial arts, he can only stay in the mountains and be a wilderness hunter, and now he heard that Ji Wenming has a kung fu for sleeping, and he can't help but laugh and say: "The kung fu used to sleep is useless to me, I eat and sleep fragrantly, if it is the kung fu used to drink, I want to learn!"

Hearing that Fan Hei disliked the kung fu used to sleep, Ji Wenming felt that he was really temperamental, straight-tempered, and couldn't help but say: "Don't underestimate my kung fu, I haven't understood it, but a few days ago my father translated it and taught it to me, saying that it is very beneficial, I thought about it carefully for a few days, and found that it has a wonderful use, what is the benefit of listening to it first!"

Fan Hei Beard listened to it while eating and drinking, and only listened to Ji Wenming say: "This kung fu can be cultivated by sleeping, without delaying the usual time, and in the process of cultivation, the aura is quenched, the body is naturally strong and strong, and it also has the divine effect of immortality, if you love to drink, maybe you can drink for hundreds of years!"

Fan Hei thought for a while, "Drink more wine for hundreds of years, that's a good thing!" So he smiled: "My brain is not easy to use, and I am most tired of memorizing and literacy, is it difficult for you to do this kung fu?"

Ji Wenming nodded and said: "It's hard to say, it's not difficult to say, it's not difficult, since Brother Fan is interested, I'll give you a rough explanation!"

The Longmian Heart Sutra was taken by Ji Wenming and had no time to watch, even if he wanted to read it, he didn't recognize so many words, but fortunately, Ji Mian was by his side, and he got along day and night these days, and he thought that the Dragon Mian Heart Sutra would be helpful to his father, so he took it out and gave it to him to read it.

He is a monk in the realm of the Yuan Fetus, of course, his vision is more than that of Xi Wenming, and he has already understood the mystery of this sutra after carefully figuring out it, this exercise is to help people cultivate their divine sense, the advantage is that they do not need to spend their muscles and bones, as long as they choose a quiet place to sleep, they can be improved, the disadvantage is that this dream does not know the spring, autumn, winter and summer, maybe they will sleep to death, so only the naturally sacred dragon clan will choose such a cultivation method.

However, with the foundation realm of his youngest son Ji Wenming, it may also be helpful to cultivate, so Uncle Kun taught the Dragon Sleep Heart Sutra to Ji Wenming by the way, so that he also has one more shortcut to cultivation.

According to his father, he didn't dare to be careless, so he used it as a practice when he was sleeping, and even in his spare night, at the beginning of his sleep, he would carefully recite the scriptures with his divine thoughts, and recite them to several brothers underground.

Now, teaching this technique to Fan Hei Hair again, Xi Wenming is simply familiar with it.

Fan Hei only felt that he was suddenly sleepy, unconsciously holding a deer leg and falling asleep, and when he woke up again, he had returned to the woods on the edge of the village, everything he had experienced in the past three days was like a dream, the only clear thing was the posture and breathing essentials in his sleep, and then he quietly followed the practice, and sure enough, he achieved great things and achieved a great thing, which will be expressed later.

And said that Ji Wenming taught Fan the Black Bearded Dragon Mian Heart Sutra with the secret kung fu of divine thought, and then sent it back to the foot of the mountain, and by the way, he investigated the new Dongyi swordsman, and found that in three days, hundreds of people had gathered here, and these guys had a grasp of his strength and a lot of experience after many battles with Ji Wenming.

At this time, several swordsmen on the talent list organized to stop all the weaker kung fu strength, as a reserve force, and do a good job of logistical assistance, only those on the list can gather in one place, form dozens of squads, and go to Yushan to explore the traces of Ji Wenming.

Among these people, Ji Wenming really has two old acquaintances, it is the mandarin duck swordsman Hong Jianfei and Yan Ruxue husband and wife, these two swords are combined, and the power is doubled, so they are arranged to become the leader of a team.

Although Ji Wenming broke the siege of Dongyi swordsmen last time, it was in the thick fog, and with the help of Ji Jin Cicada, it was a very fluke, and now, although Yushan is foggy, but Ji Jin Cicada is trapped in the Tianhuo formation, and he is alone, although he is not afraid of the other party's large number of people, but for the sleep of his brother and father, he has to plan early!

Ji Wenming did not disturb these people, turned around and quietly went back to the mountain, and moved out of the hiding house on the same day, and came to the altar instead.

He chose to deal with the enemy here, firstly, because he could avoid the resting place of his brothers, so that the enemy had no time to take care of him, secondly, he was close to the golden cicada here, and he could get three points of arm help, and secondly, close to the Tianhuo altar of the Zhurong clan, if the trend was not good, he could also hide in the altar, thinking that those Dongyi swordsmen did not have the kung fu to fight the fire, I am afraid that they could only watch themselves leave!