Chapter 17 Twilight in the mountains

After reading these three patterns, Zhang Yuan felt haggard and tired, but he still supported them tenaciously. Patterns flashed through his consciousness, and the fierce beasts in these patterns were either rampant, or roared, or roared, or crazy, or ferocious, or docile. Their expressions are full of joy, anger, sadness, joy, sadness, fear and shock.

When the last pattern disappeared, Zhang Yuan could no longer support his tired mind and fell to the ground to rest. The soul asked, "What do you feel after watching for so long?"

Zhang Yuan said shyly, "The younger generation is stupid and doesn't feel anything, which disappoints you." The soul said, "The way of the sky is rich and profound. I can't blame you for not being able to understand it."

Zhang Yuan thanked; "Thank you for your tolerance and understanding." The soul said, "My time is running out, and the sky is definitely my pride. You must perfect it for me and don't let it be lost.

Hearing that the soul was about to perish, Zhang Yuan was reluctant to give up and secretly sad. Although he has no blood relationship with the soul, he has a short-term master-apprentice relationship.

The soul comforted; "Life and death are scattered, like floating clouds, and everything in heaven and earth is like this. Everything is predestined, and I can still take it away. Why do you have to stick to it? Your current level is too low to understand the sky decision. After you are strong, you will understand it. You must not be eager for quick success and quick benefits.

Zhang Yuan knew that this was the last words of the soul, and immediately nodded and said, "Senior, I got your transmission, and I will be your disciple from now on."

The soul smiled happily and said, "Master and apprentice are just a kind of reputation, as long as you have this heart." After talking for a long time, the soul told Zhang Yuan to say afterwards, "It's a pity to let my energy disappear. I will cut your hair and wash your marrow, strengthen your muscles and bones and expand Dantian."

Knowing that the soul uses life to achieve himself, Zhang Yuan insisted on not accept it. But he is not allowed to make the decision, and the soul goes directly into the body. Zhang Yuan felt an airflow and marched slowly along his veins.

He felt very warm and comfortable wherever the airflow passed. This feeling is like withered vegetation getting nectar and dry ocean getting the source. This feeling is like a bamboo shoot, and the earth is revived. This airflow gradually penetrated the bone marrow Dantian along the veins. When the airflow entered the bone marrow Dantian, the comfortable feeling suddenly became painful.

This kind of pain is like cramps and bone removal. The pain is unstoppable, and even the soul is trembling. I feel that the muscles and bones of the soul are changing, and Dantian is expanding. At first, he could persist, but later he rolled all over the ground and roared with his head.

"If you can't hold on, vent it. Don't force it." A weak voice sounded; "From now on, you should remember not to trust anyone, let alone let other people's souls enter your body. Don't be kind to the enemy, but don't do evil.

Zhang Yuan could no longer stand the pain, screaming and crawling all over the ground. He kept hitting his head on the ground and grabbed his five fingers deep into the soil. There has never been such pain, and there has never been such heartache. He vented, roared and screamed. Eventually, the pain exceeded his limit and made him faint.

At night, the bright moon is in the sky, the cold river is blue, the thousand peaks are silent, and the whole sky and earth seem so quiet. In the vast galaxy, the bright stars exude bright brilliance. Although the light is bright, it gives people a cold feeling. In the vast universe, people seem so small.

In the quiet forest, a teenager lies on the cold ground. The teenager looked painful, as if he had just experienced the training of life and death. No one knows whether it is fainting or sleeping, pain or fatigue. But for sure, this is loneliness, and this is helplessness.

A cold wind roared and woke up the sleeping teenager. The teenager slowly stood up and looked around blankly. Looking at the silent peaks and the bright stars, he was sad. Is it lost or melancholy, sad or mediocre?

This teenager is Zhang Yuan. When he woke up fainted, he found that he was no longer at the bottom of the clear lake. "Senior," Zhang Yuan said painfully, "you and I met by chance, but why are you so kind to me? Is the sky definitely more important than your life? Is this what you said, people do something and do something?

I think of the sentence of the soul over and over again. The secret of the sky is the pride of my life. Although I can create such a secret method, I have no regrets. Unfortunately, I didn't perfect him. You must fulfill my wish and never let the sky disappear from now on.

The sky and the earth are dark, and the route back to the sky peak can't be seen clearly. Zhang Yuan decided to wait until dawn to find his way. He may go further and further away at night. Besides, it is not safe in the forest at night. After looking for some dry wood, a blazing fire rose. The firelight lit up the dark surroundings. Sitting alone by the fire, Zhang Yuan whispered; if only the senior sister were here, on such a cool night, the bright moon was in the sky. I talked side by side with my senior sister and told each other about all kinds of things that should be. How good it would be. If life is like this, what should I ask for?

Thinking of Xu Min, a warmth of love rose in Zhang Yuan's heart. The senior sister must think I'm dead. I don't know if she will cry for me or be sad for me? If she is sad for me, I don't know if she feels guilty or not?"

Just as Zhang Yuan was thinking nonsense, a slight sound came from hundreds of meters away. Listening carefully, it turned out that a beast was approaching him.

I can hear it from such a long distance. Zhang Yuan was surprised and happy. Before, not to mention hundreds of meters, even dozens of meters could not be heard by myself. Did the senior cut my hair and wash my marrow, which made my five senses clear and improve my strength?

The beast got closer and closer to him, and Zhang Yuan said secretly, "I'm hungry, and I didn't expect you to come to my door." He stood up with a long sword and strode towards the beast. In the blurred vision, Zhang Yuan saw a beast similar to a wild boar.

The beast's blood-red eyes looked at Zhang Yuan, hesitated, and seemed to be a little timid. Zhang Yuan is no longer the teenager he used to be. Pull out the long sword and rush straight over. The beast roared, revealing its sharp teeth to attack Zhang Yuan. A sword was split, and the sword was broken and the beast died. The beast's thick body was almost split in half.

Zhang Yuan couldn't believe that if his sword was used to attack people, what would happen to his opponent? Zhang Yuan muttered to himself with excitement; not long, the smell of barbecue came out beside the blazing fire. Zhang Yuan swept the clouds like a wolf and tiger, and soon ate the strong thighs of the beast. After eating, Zhang Yuan sat boredly by the fire, waiting for the morning to come.

In the early morning, a red sun rose slowly in the sky. On the towering cloud peaks in the distance, the mountains are green and gradually reveal their clarity. The lush trees, the cold lakeside, the lush green mountains, and wisps of clouds constitute a light ink landscape painting.