Time passed like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

The vast mountains are still as calm as before, but the deserted village has changed dramatically, just because there is one more person.

An outsider.

Originally, the people in the deserted village were extremely xenophobic, and they didn't say anything because of the prestige of the village chief, but as time passed, the men, women, and children in the village gradually accepted Ling Xian, and they accepted it from the heart, and it could even be said to be respectful.

No way, Ling Xian is too pleasing.

In just two months, he turned the deserted village upside down.

First of all, Ling Xian cured the tiger's arms with the Endless Life Pill, and then took the initiative to go out hunting, improving the food of the whole village, in the past, it was almost difficult for people in the village to eat meat, even if they could eat it, it was also exchanged for human life, but now, every household can eat fresh and delicious meat at every meal, and almost everyone has gained several pounds.

What's more, Ling Xian taught some relatively superficial Dharma decisions to the people of the deserted village, and taught them how to practice and how to fight hand in hand, which was simply a great creation for the villagers whose cultivation was generally low!

What is the most important thing in the world of cultivating immortals?

Strength!

With strength, there is the capital to survive, especially for the people in the deserted villages, living in the vast mountains full of dangers, what they crave most is strength!

And Ling Xian satisfied the desires of the people of the deserted village, and naturally won their kindness and respect.

Although those Dharma Decisions were very superficial in Ling Xian's eyes, in the eyes of the villagers, they were called Supreme Divine Scriptures, and they were many times better than the incomplete Law Decisions they had practiced before!

Therefore, the men, women, and children in the deserted village were all grateful to Ling Xian and loved him.

Especially the naughty naughty boy who usually loves Ling Xian the most, because he will often tell these children about the outside world, those fascinating wonderful, arouse the children's strong curiosity, sometimes, when Ling Xian sits under the tree to speak, some adults can't help but come over to listen to two sentences, and then look forward to the day when they can spread their wings and experience all kinds of beauty in the outside world.

In addition, Ling Xian's strength is strong and his cultivation is superb, but he does not have a trace of domineering, but he is very approachable and polite to everyone in the village.

For the people in the village, Ling Xian was like an angel sent by the heavens, helping them improve their lives and strength, so that they could better survive in this vast mountain range full of dangers.

When she was a child, she often listened to her grandfather tell some fairy tales about princesses and princes, and she had fantasized more than once in her heart about what her prince charming would look like.

But over the years, there has been no shortage of suitors around her, but she has never felt tempted.

Until that day, that second of kissing.

She knew that her prince charming was coming.

Although the boy was neither riding a white horse nor a prince, she knew very well that he was the one she was looking for.

Therefore, in the past two months, the happiest person in the deserted village is Suzi, every day is very beautiful, very fulfilling, it seems that as long as you see the gentle young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth, all the troubles will dissipate like a cloud of smoke.

She would be worried when she saw him out hunting.

She would be relieved to see him return safely.

She would be sad to see him frowning.

She would be delighted to see him smiling.

Everything about him has nothing to do with her, but it has a lot to do with her.

However, the girl's feelings are always poetry, and while Su Zi feels happy, she will also suffer from losses and gains, and she wants to confess to Ling Xian bravely and reveal her heart, but she is also afraid of being rejected by Ling Xian, and she will fall into an embarrassing situation and be in a dilemma.

"Well, what should I do......"

Su Zi sat on the boulder at the gate of the deserted village, like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to return home, waiting for Ling Xian to come back.

She lowered her head, frowned her eyebrows, and dragged her cheeks with small hands, staring at the ground in a daze, not knowing what choice to make.

At this moment, the sun is setting, it is already evening, and the pale red afterglow is sprinkled on the bricks and tiles in the deserted village, giving this peaceful village a beautiful coat.

The old people are chatting, remembering the stupid things they did when they were young and frivolous, the men are cultivating, seizing all the time to improve their cultivation and protect the people they care about, the women are working, washing today's dirty clothes, preparing tonight's meal, and the children are playing, gathering in groups of three or five, frolicking and mischievous, showing the innocence and liveliness that this age should have.

The village chief sat at the door of his house, looking at his little granddaughter who was stunned, a trace of complexity flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and he sighed lightly: "This girl, I finally met the person I like, but Ling Xian, this child, is definitely not a thing in the pool, I am afraid that sooner or later one day he will leave here, return to his original world, stretch his wings to his heart's content, and soar for nine days." ”

However, when he thought that although Ling Xian was powerful, he was still far from getting out of the Vast Mountain Range, the old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, a smile flashed on his wrinkled old face, and he said to himself: "Fortunately, he can't get out of the Vast Mountain Range now, Su Zi still has a chance, if he can tie his heart, his people will naturally not leave." ”

"Ling Xian, this kid has a strong cultivation, good conduct, and a handsome person, and his bearing is also extraordinary, he is indeed a perfect match for Su Zi, if I can hand over Su Zi to him, I will be relieved. The old man muttered to himself, just as he spoke, and a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Since half a year ago, he has known that his body is getting worse day by day, and there is no time to live.

For the death that will come sooner or later, the old man is very open, and he has no fear before dying, nor does he have a memory of the rolling red dust, only an inseparable concern, a concern for Suzi.

Although strictly speaking, Su Zi has no blood relationship with him, but in the past fifteen years, the old man has already regarded Su Zi as his own granddaughter, and now that he is about to die, he naturally can't rest assured that this only relative is not at ease.

Therefore, in the past six months, the old man has been talking about Su Zi's marriage, hoping to find someone for her who can be entrusted for life, but unfortunately, Su Zi can't look down on any of those candidates he thinks are good.

Ling Xian's appearance made the old man see a glimmer of hope, and after two months of careful observation, Ling Xian made him feel very satisfied whether it was his appearance, cultivation, or conduct, thinking that this young man was a good match who could take care of Su Zi's life.

The most important thing is that Su Zi likes Ling Xian very much.

All external factors are not as good as liking these two words.

With a like, a good match, it becomes a perfect match.

It's just that the old man can see that although Ling Xian seems to be gentle and an obedient child, he is very stubborn in his heart, and he will definitely not change the things he believes in easily, so he is very worried that one day, Ling Xian will leave the deserted village, leave the vast mountains, and return to his original world.

"Alas, I hope that this girl Suzi can be brave and tie Ling Xian's heart, otherwise, even if he knows that he can't get out of the vast mountain range, I'm afraid, he will have to fight hard. The old man sighed softly, and looked at Su Zi with pity in his eyes.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the village.

"Ling Xian is back, wait, what's he dragging behind?"

"Oh my God, I read that right, it turned out to be a three-eyed golden lion!"

"My dear mother, Ling Xian is so powerful that he actually killed a three-eyed golden lion comparable to an eight-rank demon beast!"

First the children were shocked, then the men, and finally the whole village was shocked, and they were all stunned, looking at the young man walking slowly in front of them, and their faces were full of incredulity.

That's the three-eyed golden lion, the pinnacle demon beast of the ninth grade, and a powerful demon beast that can fight with the eighth-grade demon!

With just one demon beast, it can kill the entire village, but at this moment, it was actually killed by the seemingly weak young man in front of him and brought back, which was like a big earthquake, impacting everyone's body and mind.

Under the sunset, Ling Xian's white clothes were like snow, his black hair was like ink, there was a smile on his delicate face, bathed in a light red light, step by step, leisurely walking towards the village.

In his hand he grasped an arm-thick iron chain, and at the other end of the chain was a huge lion with a golden body and a vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows.

It is the three-eyed golden lion that swept the realm of the nine grades.

However, the powerful demon beast that was originally majestic was like a dead dog at this moment, being dragged back to the village by Ling Xian step by step, and was about to become the food of the villagers.

In the morning, he went out hunting, and after easily killing dozens of demon beasts, he felt bored, so he planned to find a powerful demon beast and have a hearty battle.

After searching for a day, he finally found the three-eyed golden lion that could barely fight with him, and as a result, naturally needless to say, although the three-eyed golden lion was the pinnacle demon beast in the nine ranks, and could fight with the eighth-rank demon, but in Ling Xian's hands, he only lasted ten rounds before he was killed by him.

Originally, Ling Xian planned to look for some more powerful demon beasts and enjoy the thrill of the battle, but seeing that the sun was setting and it was getting late, he was afraid that the villagers would be worried, so he came back with the corpse of the three-eyed golden lion.

"Suzi, I'm back. ”

Looking at Su Zi, who was obviously waiting for her at the entrance of the village, the corners of Ling Xian's mouth curled up slightly, and she touched her little head.

Su Zi smiled, seeing that Ling Xian not only returned safely, but also brought back a powerful three-eyed golden lion, a hanging heart finally fell to the ground, but before she could speak, a group of excited villagers had already surrounded Ling Xian, gossiping and talking.

"Ling Xian, you are too ruthless, enough to slaughter the three-eyed golden lion in our deserted village, and you actually killed it!"

"Incredible, I always thought that Ling Xian was very powerful, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated you. ”

"Haha, it looks like I can have a big meal in the evening, I haven't tasted anything like the three-eyed golden lion in my life. ”

A group of people surrounded Ling Xian, their faces still having a shocked expression, and their excitement was beyond words.

Especially the naughty children were the most excited, if it weren't for the adults pulling them, I'm afraid they would have pounced on Ling Xian by now to express their excitement and excitement.

Even the village chief, who was usually steady, was not calm, and hurriedly came to the corpse of the three-eyed golden lion, looking at the criss-crossing scars on its body, a trace of essence flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"One, two, three......" The old man counted the scars on the corpse, and with each count, the shock on his face became a little stronger, and when he finished counting the scars on the three-eyed golden lion, he suddenly gasped, and the old face was full of disbelief.

"Ten Paths...... There were only ten scars, that is to say, Ling Xian only made ten moves, and then he killed it!"