At this moment, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and a cute boy of seven or eight years old jumped out. Seeing two strangers, the boy stopped, looked at them curiously, and suddenly seemed to remember something, he stood up straight, bowed to the two and said, "The two guests are polite, are you here to visit my father?"

Looking at the little boy like a little adult, Xiao Ziyang had a familiar feeling. yes, wasn't that what I was like when I was a kid?

Xiao Ziyang shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm just here to remember an old man who once lived here. ”

Looking at the little boy's observant appearance, Xiao Ziyang asked, "Your father must be a scholar, right?"

When the little boy heard this, he immediately nodded vigorously, and puffed up his chest high, and said, "Well, my father is a talent." I want to be a showman in the future. ”

Xiao Ziyang smiled slightly, turned over his hand and took out a jade pendant, handed it to the little boy, and said: "This Wenchang is only worn by the master of Xiucai, I will give him to you today as a meeting gift, remember what you said, you must be admitted to Xiucai in the future." ”

This jade pendant is actually a medium-grade magic weapon, which is Xiao Ziyang's practice when he first learned to refine the weapon, this jade pendant can automatically release a shield equivalent to a second-level spell when the owner is in crisis, and automatically protect the master. After the spiritual power is exhausted, you can rely on the magic circle on the jade pendant to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and regenerate spells.

When Xiao Ziyang made this jade pendant, he was quite ingenious, considering that this jade pendant can also be used by mortals, he deliberately made the appearance of the jade pendant rough, making its jade look very ordinary.

Children don't know the good or the bad. Someone gave him something, so he was naturally very happy and took the jade pendant. After thanking the two of them, they went happily.

Seeing the child leave, Xiao Ziyang led Lei Xiaolin out of the village and walked towards the distant mountains.

On the slopes, the trail has long been flooded by shrubs. Xiao Ziyang followed his long and clear memory, and as he walked, he cast spells to open the way.

The parents' tombs have been completely covered by artemisia grass and shrubs. Xiao Ziyang waved his hand lightly, and the artemisia grass and shrubs were pulled up one after another by the invisible hand, revealing the grave below.

back then. With the help of his father-in-law, the tomb was built very strongly, and at this time it still remained roughly the same as it was, but on the bluestone of the tomb. It was already covered with black-green moss.

Xiao Ziyang opened his mouth and spewed out purple firelight. Flying around the tomb, the bushes and grass were reduced to ashes wherever the fire swept through. After a while, a clearing of seven or eight zhang square was cleared around the tomb.

Xiao Ziyang lit the incense candles and paper money bought in Hengshi Town in front of the grave, and put the tribute on the table. Then he knelt silently in front of the grave, quietly falling into the memory.

Xiao Ziyang knelt silently like this, the paper money and incense candles had burned out, and the sky was gradually darkening. Xiao Ziyang, who was caught in the memory, didn't seem to have an idea of the passage of time. This is bitter for Lei Xiaolin, who was kneeling with Xiao Ziyang.

Xiao Ziyang was awakened by the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. He looked back in surprise, and it turned out that Lei Xiaolin had already knelt behind him. Looking at the rising sun on the mountain in the distance, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

With Xiao Ziyang's extremely powerful body, even if he knelt for a year and a half, it would not be a problem, but Lei Xiaolin's body was already weak after a month of hard escape, and it could withstand such a long kneeling.

He had no choice but to kowtow nine times to his parents' graves, and the light rolled up the thunder and roared in the forest, leaving Hengshi Town.

Xiao Ziyang took Lei Xiaolin, who was very weak and began to have a fever, to Beicang City, the county town of Shanuchi County, and took him to the largest inn in the city, personally prescribed two prescriptions, and cooked medicinal food for him.

When it comes to understanding the human body, a monk with divine thoughts is probably more sophisticated than any famous doctor in the world. Cultivation itself is the development of the human body, so monks can be said to be the most suitable people in this world to become doctors, as long as they are proficient in pharmacology, they can immediately become a generation of famous doctors.

When Xiao Ziyang practiced the art of purple jade qi training, he dealt with drugs almost every day for several years, and he was also proficient in pharmacology. Although he had not studied alchemy, he had dabbled in it. Therefore, although Xiao Ziyang has never seen a doctor, he is more clever than any famous doctor in the world.

Under Xiao Ziyang's careful conditioning and care, in just five days, Lei Xiaolin recovered as before.

Taking advantage of these five days of hard work, Xiao Ziyang carefully studied the Lei family's family martial arts "Bull Demon Forging Bones".

Based on the "Purple Jade Physical Training Technique" and Lei Xiaolin's physical characteristics, he made drastic improvements to this secret book. In addition, some of the prescriptions, medicinal diet preparation methods, and massage techniques of the acupoints in the purple jade shengyan body training technique were excerpted into the improved exercises.

This set of exercises created for Lei Xiaolin's body measurement was named "Purple Thunder Forging Bone" by Xiao Ziyang, if Lei Xiaolin worked hard enough and understood enough, then the speed at which he cultivated this set of exercises would not be inferior to Xiao Ziyang's practice of "Purple Jade Smoke".

Of course, after this set of exercises is practiced, it will never have the terrifying effect of Ziyu's physical training, but within three or five years, the effect of making a third-rate foreign martial artist cultivate from the outside to the inside, give birth to innate true qi, and become a top master, is absolutely appalling.

After Lei Xiaolin recovered his body, Xiao Ziyang bought a Zhuangzi and hundreds of acres of land outside Beicang City, settled him, left him "Purple Thunder Forging Bone" and "Martial Arts", made an appointment with him, and came to see him again after half a year, after which Xiao Ziyang left Beicang City.

Leaving Beicang City, Xiao Ziyang fledged and flew towards the Taifu Mountains in the north.

Snow Tiger is a kind of strange beast, the so-called strange beast, that is, a beast that has the characteristics of certain demon beasts, but is not a real demon beast.

The odds of an alien beast becoming a monster beast are much higher than that of ordinary beasts. Of course, it was naturally nothing compared to those innate demon beasts.

The Snow Tiger is slightly larger than the average tiger, but its strength is several times greater than that of a bear of its size, and its agility is far greater than that of the bobcat, which is known for its dexterity.

As a strange beast, although the lifespan of the snow tiger is longer than that of ordinary beasts, it generally does not exceed a hundred years.

Although the two snow tiger cubs of Zhilu Dao are long gone, Xiao Ziyang still plans to go to the mountains to have a look.

The days when he got along with the two tiger cubs were one of the few happy days when Xiao Ziyang was full of happiness in those days when he had a deep hatred.

Every day, I feel the improvement of my own strength like flying, and I tease two beautiful and cute little snow tigers in my spare time. If it weren't for the blood revenge of his parents, Xiao Ziyang really wanted to die in the mountains and forests.

After leaving his hometown in Ganbei, Xiao Ziyang has been running around, busy all day long, either being calculated by others or calculating others, and never has a chance to come back. It seems that in the blink of an eye, it is more than 300 years.

Over the years, he has never forgotten the two little ones, and he can't help but smile faintly whenever he thinks of their cute and delicate appearance.

Now that he has returned to Ganbei, he naturally can't help but want to go and see it.

Entering Taifu Mountain, Xiao Ziyang slowed down, observing the mountains below and identifying the direction. After all, three hundred years have passed, and even the memories of the monks who have never forgotten them are a little blurred.

Xiao Ziyang flew back and forth in the mountain three times before finally finding the stone mountain where he was hiding.

Falling in front of the mountain crevice, looking at the scenery in front of him that had hardly changed from three hundred years ago, thinking that the two cute little snow tigers had turned into a pei of loess, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt in his heart that immortality didn't seem to be as beautiful as he imagined.

Xiao Ziyang walked slowly into the crack of the mountain, without human interference, three hundred years is just a moment for nature, there is almost no change in the crack of the mountain, except for the firewood door he made back then, the wooden beam used to hang dried meat on the top of the cave, which has decayed, everything else is the same, and even the position of the stones on the ground has not changed.

Xiao Ziyang stroked the wooden beam that had broken and collapsed due to decay, and fell into memories again, and two tiger cubs seemed to appear in front of him, with a low whine of flattering excitement from their throats, surrounding his feet, biting and playing.

In the past few days, Xiao Ziyang has probably spent more time in memories than in the past three hundred years combined, but he has not restrained himself, this kind of memory can make him see his own heart more clearly, see his fragility, and see the flaws in his heart, only by seeing clearly can he make up for it.

Just when Xiao Ziyang fell into a deep memory, and a warm smile appeared on his face unconsciously, a strange and familiar tiger roar came into his ears, making his face show a trace of confusion, I don't know if this whistling sound came from his ears or the memories in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a closer and more shocking tiger roar pulled Xiao Ziyang back to reality from his memories. The familiarity of the tiger's roar puzzled him, and he turned and walked out of the crevice.

What appeared in front of Xiao Ziyang's eyes was a behemoth, it was nearly two zhang long and seven feet tall, almost the same height as Xiao Ziyang. The snow-white and shiny fur makes it look noble and mysterious.

It is impossible for an ordinary snow tiger to grow so big, Xiao Ziyang's eyes flashed with purple light, and sure enough, the snow tiger on the opposite side has advanced into a demon beast, and it is a third-level demon beast. This is very rare among demon beasts that have advanced from beasts or alien beasts.

The chance of a strange beast advancing into a demon beast is one in a hundred, and the chance of a beast advancing to a demon beast is ten times lower than the chance of a human being having a spiritual root.

After they become demon beasts, the chance of advancing again is ten times lower than the chance of beasts advancing to demon beasts. Therefore, the probability of appearing this kind of third-level demon beast that had advanced from ordinary beasts three times in a row was no higher than the chance of appearing a heavenly spirit root among humans.

The giant snow tiger on the opposite side saw someone coming out of the crack in the mountain, and first roared angrily at Xiao Ziyang, but then, its giant eyes showed confusion, staring at Xiao Ziyang tightly, revealing a thoughtful look. (To be continued......)