The sky above the sea of ​​clouds rumbled, from north to south, endlessly, as if thunder was roaring.

A meteor fell.

A shocking sound broke out on the cliff of a barren mountain at the southern end of Dongshengzhou, and countless gravels collapsed and flew around.

At the foot of the barren mountain, there is an ordinary small village with few smoke from cooking, living in groups of three or five living in the world.

As a huge rock fell down on the mountain, smashing the village gate of the small village, the strong men hunting on the mountain, middle-aged women chatting about family matters in the house, and groups of young children gathered at the entrance of the village.

In less than a moment, two completely different sounds came from the crowd.

One is that the young people advocated the initiative to go up the mountain to explore the truth.

The other is the older generation's attitude of keeping a deaf ear and indifferent attitude.

"If you don't look carefully, if you wait a few days later, the whole village will be flooded by stone streams."

"I'm confused, this kind of formation may be a battle for food from strange beasts in the mountains, or an immortal in the sky responds to the Dharma. If you enter the mountains at will, your life will be difficult to protect."

"Old man Chen, when people get old, they have to obey their old age. They will stay at home soon. Who can be scared to death when they are scared to death when they are alive?"

"Silly! I'm afraid you will anger the gods and let our village continue to be implicated."

Just as everyone was arguing, a tender and pure voice started to sound.

"I don't think it's necessary to go."

The villagers were stunned and their eyes fell on a boy.

The little boy had big eyes and thick eyebrows, not handsome, but it seemed to contain vitality, making people happy.

The village chief Old Man Chen bent over slightly and said kindly: "Why?"

The boy in a fur coat blinked, pointed to the mountain and said, "Because someone is here."

....

A young man in a black shirt appeared in the sight of the villagers.

Until he arrived at the village gate, the villagers seemed to have not come back to their senses.

The little boy looked at the guy in front of him carefully and found it very strange.

For example, his clothes were very dark, but they were shiny and shiny, without any dust. For example, his eyes were very deep, which made him feel a little scared, but the strangest thing was his face, which was strangely white, without a trace of blood, like glass.

"I don't know what the hell is here... what's the price?"

Old man Chen bent down and asked carefully.

The top of the mountain exploded before, and it felt like the sky collapsed and the earth was broken in everyone's ears. At this moment, the man in front of him came down from the top of the mountain again, and even a fool knew that it would be related.

Lu Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "I want to stay here temporarily... fifty days."

The boy only thought this person was even more strange. If an ordinary person stayed there, he would say a few days, dozens of days, or months, but how could he say it in such detail?

Old Man Chen was slightly stunned and said, "Of course, I can, but I am afraid that the hospitality will be inadequate and neglected the immortal."

Lu Chen shook his head slightly, thought for a while, and then said, "I won't treat you badly."

Lu Chen looked at the huge rock blocking the village gate, waved his hand gently, and the stone weighing hundreds of kilograms drifted into the distance like willow catkins in the wind.

Seeing this scene, the villagers were shocked and looked even more respectful.

The boy opened his mouth and thought to himself that he was really another god.

.....

Lu Chen lived in a tiled tile house at the end of the village, with a small fence in front of the door, and the grass was green.

There are many white clouds and breezes in the deep mountains, green and clear air.

Such a god came to the village, and countless people were a little curious when they were in awe.

There are countless sights all day long or intentionally or unintentionally floating towards the tile house. Unfortunately, this immortal seems to be extremely withdrawn. Since entering the tile house, the door has never been opened.

No one dares to disturb.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, the little boy who once spoke at the village gate.

Every morning, he would knock on the door on time, not get a response, nor be angry, and leave obediently, but he would do the last time the next morning.

Until one time, he really successfully walked into the small tile house, everyone began to worry, for fear that he would anger the immortal if he accidentally got angry.

But before a few minutes had passed, the little boy walked out with a confused look on his face.

Countless people surrounded them.

"What did the immortal say to you?"

Village chief Old Man Chen said anxiously.

The little boy scratched his head and said, "The immortal asked me what I was going to do?"

Old Man Chen whispered: "What did you say?"

The little boy replied honestly: "I said I wouldn't do anything, I just wanted to see the gods."

"Then?"

"The immortal asked me what my name was again."

"how do you say?"

"I said my name is Shuqian."

......

In the dim house, Lu Chen sat cross-legged on the wooden board. He closed his eyes and pinched his fingers slightly, as if he was calculating something.

After a moment, a faint smell of blood came out.

A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Lu Chen's mouth.

He wiped it with his hands casually, then opened his eyes and murmured: "It turned out that he had been killed by someone and had been killed for three thousand miles."

The tone seemed plain and a little emotional.

A few days ago, Dao Kuilin Zizhu's sword knocked him out of Ruyang City and flew in the air for a long time.

Even after these days of cultivation, the remaining cold sword aura was still surging wildly in his body.

If it weren't for suppressing it with his own sword intent, even if he blocked the shocking sword, he would have suffered endless torture in the days to come.

"Squeak."

The wooden door was pushed open again.

There were some unique fruits from the mountains in front of the tree and sent in.

He saw the blood in front of Lu Chen and said in surprise: "God, you vomited blood."

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Sitting on the bench in front of the tree, his hands on his chin.

These days, I often send some fruits, and I am no longer so reserved.

"God, have you flew down from the sky?"

It seemed too silent, and the tree finally asked the question that had been hidden in my heart for a long time.

Lu Chen said without any concealment, "I was knocked away by someone and fell here."

The tree widened his eyes and said with some concern: "What should I do?"

Lu Chen said calmly: "Of course, the injury is healed and then chopped back."

In front of the tree, he seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Chen's wave.

"go out."

"oh."

In front of the tree, he pushed open the door and left here.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the ground was scarlet.

His injuries were very serious. Even if he barely suppressed his injuries, his body was extremely weak.

But despite this, the boy's expression was still as plain as ever, and there was a faint sword intent in his eyes.

.....

The years are long in the mountains.

The days passed in a calm and unpredictable way.

On the tenth day, Lu Chen finally opened the door and walked out of the house.

The mountain wind blows, it is cold and sobering.

In front of the tree, he happily introduced various parts of the village.

Lu Chen went to the mountain and brought back countless dead wild animals.

The meat is enough for a medium-sized village to store grain for a whole year, and the villagers are all happy.

The rhythm seems to have returned to the leisurely time I once had at Luoyang Peak.

Land is awake when the sun rises and sleeps when the sun sets.

One evening.

Lu Chen enjoyed the cool air outside the tiled house.

He took a sword in front of the tree and walked over.
Chapter completed!