Chapter 0152 Hidden Heaven

"My God, is there really a sky here?" Zhou Tong suddenly shouted in surprise.

Cher looked at him and said, "Of course there is, but it may not be like the legend of Jianghu."

Zhuo Bufan curiously asked about Zhou Tonglai. It turned out that Zhou Tong had practiced martial arts since he was a child. His master was a well-known foreign practitioner in the world. He once talked about Tianshan and the sky in a chat with friends. Legend has it that this is a place where immortals live. The mortals who worship immortals are also excellent martial arts. They are not just martial arts people. The sacred place in China has some mythical colors. It's easy to find, but few people can enter the sky. The consequences of rushing in are very serious. I have never heard of anyone who can break in and retreat without the permission of the owner. Over the years, I don't know how many good hands have lost their sight of Tianshan. Therefore, over time, this place has become a forbidden place for martial arts, which has become a matter of occasional gossip.

A flower looked at it silently for a long time and didn't know what it was thinking. Her expression was calm but her chest was undulating. Obviously, he should have heard of this place.

Not long, a canoe came silently on the lake in the distance. The boat was very small. On it, an old man with a long wooden pole gently scratched the mirror-like water surface, as if he was afraid of disturbing the beautiful lake.

"Snow girl, why did you come back so soon?" The boat was near the lake. The old man didn't seem to see everyone, but only asked Xue'er's kindness. The old man's face is really like a fairy in the mountain, but his behavior is like an old boatman who has rowed a boat for most of his life.

"Pear, I have something important to do, so I came back halfway. By the way, they are all my friends. I'm going to take them to the master. Could you please take us there?" Xue'er said in a negotiated tone.

The woodcutter looked embarrassed and said, "Woman, you don't know the rules, so it's difficult for me to do this."

The boat stopped by the lake, but the old man refused to agree, which made a flower that had never seen his bottom a little impatient.

"You old man, you are just a ferryman, why do you make it so difficult for me to wait? Don't nag like this, let me wait to get on the boat!" At this time, a flower showed the prestige of the boss for many years.

"Huh?" The old man looked at Xue'er, who waved his hand to a flower with a smile, looked at the flower a few times, looked strangely, and said, "Little girl, who are you? It's so good at a young age.

"Well, little doll, your skills are also good, or, let's make a comparison. Why don't you cross over to us if you lose?" Yi Hua said without giving in.

"Little doll? You, do you call me a little doll?" The old man said angrily with his beard and staring eyes.

"To tell the truth, maybe you still have to call my aunt, hee hee." A branch of flowers said old-fashionedly, and in the end, he showed the appearance of his little daughter's family and laughed. He was really stunned by Zhuo Fan, who knew the details.

"Wow, I'm not respected, wait for my old woodcutter to teach you a lesson." With that, the wooden pole in his hand shook, and a small piece of wood broke out of nowhere, and hit a flower's shoulder with a sharp roar. The old man is really good at it, and he is quite measured.

A slender hand moved slightly, and a little silver light flashed. The small piece of wood suddenly condensed in the air and did not retreat, and then fell straight down. On top, an embroidered needle was faintly visible.

"Good kung fu!" Laoqiao is a man of personality and stretched out his thumb to praise him.

"It's impolite not to come and go!" With the interruption of a flower, a few silver rays were hit out in a row.

"Wow~", the old woodcutter didn't expect to hit a flower. He was in a hurry to avoid a few times, but one went straight to his chest. At present, he roared. The embroidery needle that could approach his chest seemed to be hit by invisible power and changed direction. Even so, But he also wiped the old man's shoulder and flew over. The old man stepped down and with a click, he actually broke the horizontal rail baffle at the bottom of the wooden boat.

"Protect your body!" A flower exclaimed, but stopped a handful of embroidered needles in her hand.

The old man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, saw a handful of embroidered needles in a flower's hand, and quickly called out, "My mother, what kind of kung fu are you doing? You are simply my nemesis."

A flower laughed, put away the embroidery needle in his hand and said, "After the old man, I didn't expect that you were here. You lost, let's get on the boat." His embroidery needle is exactly the nemesis of this kind of energy. However, this old man's kung fu is quite powerful. He is also a hero in the world.

The old man heard the words of a flower, looked at the tip of the tail of an embroidered needle on the wooden pole in his hand, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky. I thought the sky outside the world was the ultimate, but it turned out that there was still a sky outside the sky. Hahaha, okay, get on the boat. However, the boat is small and the old man is old and weak, but he can't bring so many people.

Hearing this, Xueer was very surprised and couldn't help looking at another flower. Everyone first placed the small bells. Zhuo Fanfan, Xue'er and a flower all got on the boat. When Zhou Tong came up, it was full. At present, the boat slowly turned around and went to the north bank, and those guards naturally stayed on the south bank to wait. They all carried a few days of dry food and did not have to worry about it.

Along the way, the old woodcutter and Yizhihua actually stopped talking, kept silent about what had happened just now, and no longer tested the origin and identity of the other party. Zhuo Wufan knew that these Jianghu people had their rules for their actions. Although they were curious, they could also restrain their nature.

Not to mention himself, this old man is a man with a temperament. He looked at the look of a flower and nodded, "No wonder he came to seek medical treatment. Such an internal injury can only be cured here."

After listening to the old man's words, Zhuo Fan was even more relieved. He had some knowledge of modern medicine. The so-called internal injury is estimated to be internal bleeding caused by visceral damage. It is also a very troublesome thing in modern society. Surgery is certain. I don't know how to treat it in ancient times. At present, I am looking forward to it. Come on.

The lake was not small, and it took about half an hour to fall to the other side. As the distance approached, the hazy pavilion on the other side gradually became clear.

I saw a long and spacious stone step straight up to a hundred feet from the shore. At the end of the stone steps, a pavilion exposed a clue, and a large cave was cut out on the mountain, and then it was connected out with the wood that can be seen everywhere here. I'm afraid there are dozens of buildings, and the staggered between them complement each other and echo the natural scenery. Indescribable harmony and nature are really a good place.