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The breeze blows, the morning light pours, and the beginning of a sunny day.

Yang Fanhai stood shirtless in a field of weeds, stairs, holding a black spear, and constantly making assassinations forward.

This is the most basic movement in shooting skills and one of the most he has practiced over the years.

He once felt that he had practiced these basic movements well and there was no need to continue. He just practiced moves such as the Owlhead Shooter.

However, this proposal was a whip from Master Feng’s fishing rod, and strict orders were made by Yang Fanhai. Without his permission, 80% of his energy would be devoted to the practice of basic shooting skills every day.

It is not just a simple exercise. Every time you repeat the movement, you are not allowed to use internal strength. You can only use the purest strength of the body. According to Master Feng, this can help you better understand the force you exert every time.

Although Master Feng is no longer around, this habit has been maintained.

After practicing for a long time in the morning, a figure emerged from the grass and rushed towards Yang Fanhai.

"Brother, you're eating!"

He was wearing a big red jacket and his cheeks were red. He was the third sister. The doctor's medicine was very effective. After a few days of rest, the two little guys had completely recovered.

Seeing the third sister who was holding her legs, Yang Fanhai inserted a black spear on the ground, put on his clothes, and then picked her up and walked towards the camp.

Smoke rose from the road in the distance, and the refugees were already preparing to eat.

Princess Jinglu was standing next to the carriage and was giving instructions. When she saw Yang Fanhai coming back, she looked at him and smiled slightly, nodded: "Thank you these days, prepare for it, we are going to set off."

The day after the battle with the big snake, seeing that Princess Jinglu was in a dilemma for the refugee situation here, Yang Fanhai and Mr. Mu led their group to Panshan again.

The snake did not appear again, and the two successfully joined forces to hunt and kill a large number of prey and sent it back to the camp. After several consecutive days, although the food was not worry-free from now on, it was enough for the people to eat for a month.

Having been delayed for a lot of time here, Princess Jinglu decided to set off and left a captain to lead the group of people to a relatively safe town to resettle, which should be safe.

Because Princess Jinglu's next stop was Cuiwei Mountain, Yang Fanhai decided to go with her.

After hesitating for a moment, Princess Jinglu asked again: "Are you... really going to become a disciple of Cuiweishan?"

From her position, she naturally hopes that Yang Fanhai can go to the front line to join the army. But things cannot be forced, and it can only be decided by Yang Fanhai himself.

"I don't know yet!" Yang Fanhai shook his head, put down the third sister in his arms, and then said, "I'll go and see it first."

Going to Cuiwei Mountain is not an impulse, but a decision after careful consideration.

The person who abducted his parents was unknown, but there was no doubt that he must be a practitioner and had extraordinary strength.

Before, he thought that since his mother was a princess, he would just look for his country one by one. But after talking to Princess Jinglu, he suddenly realized that this was an unrealistic thing.

No one knows how many countries there are in this world, after all, it is not just China’s China, but also islands outside China’s China.

Pure searching cannot solve the problem. You must find a way to enter the world of cultivation to facilitate your behavior. Cuiwei Mountain is a good start.

On the other hand, Master Feng has a personality that is not about his own affairs. If something happens, he may help, but it is his family who will be in trouble. It is really hard to predict whether he will help.

My second brother was sick in the past and he thought about asking Master Feng for treatment, but he was directly rejected. Therefore, he scolded himself without explaining the reason.

If Master Feng doesn’t help, he will not be able to stay in the winding mountain and must go out to search. Once he leaves, his younger brother and sister will become a problem.

It is impossible for him to take the two of them, nor can he leave them alone. Master Feng will never accept that he would throw the two little guys to him for care. The best way to resettle them is to find a sect and let them enter the school so that they can have no worries. Cuiwei Mountain should also be a suitable place to go.

The corn that Princess Jinglu brought with her car had already been eaten. The breakfast was pure broth, and some wild vegetables dug out were added, but the quantity was very small.

After the food was found, the refugees recovered a lot, all of whom were skillful. The internal organs, the skins... were not spared at all, and they were all in the broth.

Before the soup arrived, it smelled so fragrant that it made people intoxicated.

After eating, Princess Jinglu held her third sister into the carriage.

"Set out!" Captain Huangfu gave the order, and the carriage began to march forward.

"Thank you, the princess!"

"Thank you for saving your life!"

"May God bless the princess with a long and healthy life..."

“…”

All the refugees knelt on the ground and thanked and blessed loudly. No one unified dispatch, and they said their own things, which was very messy. But the true friendship in the scene and words made Yang Fanhai feel wild, as if something was shocked in his heart.

Is this the feeling of being a good person? Yang Fanhai is a little confused. He has never had such an experience, but he just feels that this feeling of making people's hair stand upside down is very good.

These refugees are all thanking the princess for saving them from the brink of death. They don’t know what the future will be, but at least, they are still alive and filled with their stomachs at this moment.

On the way forward, Yang Fanhai carried a rattan frame on his back and followed the carriage with a black spear in his hand. The second brother sat in the frame and kept looking around. It had been several days since he woke up, but he was always curious about the world outside the mountain.

The curtain in front of the carriage window was lifted, revealing the third sister's face and Princess Jinglu.

"Second brother, are you really not coming up? It's very comfortable!" The third sister looked at the second brother in the rattan box and smiled exaggeratedly.

The second brother turned his head aside and snorted: "Don't go up!"

Children always forget things quickly. A few days ago, they were yelling to ask their parents for their parents. After a few days, they fell seriously ill again. After recovering, the third sister became smart and weird like a mountain, and she pestered her second brother to be naughty.

The second brother, who was educated since childhood, could only endure it hard. Although he wanted to ride a carriage, after watching the third sister get in, he still rationally chose to stay away from this little witch.

"Isn't it really coming up? There is a blanket of animal skin on it, it's soft!" the third sister shouted loudly again.

The second brother's eyes were slightly moved, but he still shook his head: "A man is a real man, if he can't say anything, he won't go up. Men don't ride in a carriage. Men should move forward with their feet on the ground."

This is not taught by Yang Fanhai, but by the soldiers.

Although they fought one battle, these soldiers were very impressed by Yang Fanhai's ability, especially those who participated in the battle with the big snake, who admired him even more. If it weren't for Yang Fanhai, even if Mr. Mu could win in the end in the battle, not to mention others, I'm afraid even the princess would not survive.

Many soldiers are interested in making friends with Yang Fanhai, but Yang Fanhai has lived in the mountains for a long time and is not very good at dealing with strangers. Apart from Princess Jinglu, even Captain Huangfu and Mr. Mu have never said a few words, which makes people feel cold and difficult to get close to.

However, these soldiers were very enthusiastic about his second brother, often told him some battlefield stories and taught him some so-called men to do.

Seeing the second brother say this, the third sister immediately laughed and said, "Second brother is so awesome. Then why do you still have to carry your elder brother and not walk by yourself?"

"You..." The second brother was angry, but could not refute.

Yang Fanhai knocked on the window with a black spear, waited for a look at the third sister and said, "Be honest on it, don't cause trouble for the princess."

It’s not that he wanted to spoil his second brother, but the journey was very long and his second brother had never practiced martial arts. A five or six-year-old child was really not suitable for long-distance walking.

"Cloud!" The third sister didn't dare to joke with this serious elder brother, so she quickly put down the curtains and shrank them back.

Following the carriage step by step, the place where the aurora was released that night was getting closer and closer, and Yang Fanhai's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Cuiwei Mountain, the place where the immortals live, should look like? It’s indescribable that Yang Fanhai was actually a little fascinated.

When learning art in Misty Valley, at the beginning, everything was difficult, just like stances. If you can only hold yourself for half a quarter of an hour, you will be unable to continue.

At that time, Master Feng seemed not as strict as he is now. In order to make himself persist, he would tell himself some immortal myths to divert his attention.

From Pangu to the battle of the dragon and the phoenix, to the battle of Taoist demons, to the battle of lichs.

The stories of immortals are always full of unimaginable fantasy plots.

Pangu, Taoist ancestor, Donghuang Taiyi... The heroes of every era made Yang Fanhai infinitely fascinated. How energetic should such a person be?

Especially thinking about how happy it would be if one day I could fly in the sky.

Cuiwei Mountain ahead is where immortals live. I don’t know if I can learn how to fly.

When I thought about the relaxed and happy feeling, I suddenly felt my thoughts retracted by another thing.

The immortal must have high requirements for accepting disciples. If the battles are fought one after another, ordinary people cannot fill their stomachs. How can they enter the immortal mountain?

Those invited should be disciples of aristocratic families, and even people as noble as Princess Jinglu, I don’t know how to get the people from Cuiweishan to accept their younger brothers and sisters.

Do you ask Princess Jinglu for help?

After looking at the carriage beside him, she could hear the laughter of Princess Jinglu and the third sister inside. Yang Fanhai still denied this idea.

He doesn't want to ask for help, and he always feels that what he owe will be a very troublesome thing.

Scattered thoughts lingered, and as the ruts on the road grew longer and longer, leading to the distance.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, Cuiwei Mountain has appeared at the end of its sight.

The mountains are covered with green clothes, surrounded by white mist, and the huge mountain is looming, as if there is a secret realm full of treasures hidden in it, which makes people fascinated.

In a vague way, you can see figures leaping in the mountains, floating in the air, which makes Yang Fanhai suddenly think of a question.
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