The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"Old He, do you know where the Worry-free Valley is?"

Leng Baihu thought about it and seemed to have never heard of this place, so he asked He Chengying who was driving outside.

After a while, He Chengying's voice came from outside, "Little friend...are you going to Worry-free Valley?"

"Does sir know?" Xiao Chen asked him while sitting in the car.

"this……"

Outside, He Chengying hesitated for a while and then said, "About a sixty years ago, when I was still young, I heard my grandfather talk about the rumors about Wuyou Valley..." At this point, he stopped, as if he was stuck for a while. In meditation.

"Oh?" ♦

Xiao Chen concentrated his attention and said to him, "I would like to hear the details."

Leng Baihu was also listening carefully in the carriage. After a while, he heard He Chengying outside continue to say, "At that time, I often heard my grandfather say that there is a great abyss at the end of Western Shu. Every time after dusk, the sun sets from there. To the north, there is a deep valley called "Wuyou". Legend has it that in ancient times, an immortal passed by there and saw that the mountains and rivers were extraordinary. In order to prevent the spiritual power from leaking out, he set up a formation there. From then on, Wuyou The valley disappeared from the eyes of the world. Every thousand years, it only appears once every thousand years when the worry-free flowers in the valley bloom and the spiritual power of the formation temporarily dissipates..."

After listening to what he said, Leng Baihu also became interested and asked, "Old He, why have I never heard you tell me about these things before? Could it be that there really are gods in this world..."

The last sentence seemed to be talking to himself. Outside the carriage, He Chengying said with a smile, "These are the stories my grandfather told me when I was young. How can I take them seriously..."

"Sir, what do you mean, sir, you can't find the Worry-free Valley at all on weekdays?"

At this moment, Xiao Chen asked again. Leng Baihu looked at him and saw that he looked serious at this time. He didn't look like he was joking. Could it be that he took the legend that Lao He just told seriously?

"this……"

He Chengying seemed a little hesitant, smiled bitterly, and said, "These are what my grandfather told me when I was a child. Their authenticity needs to be verified, but..."

"But what?"

Leng Baihu couldn't wait to ask. He seemed to be quite interested in the rumors about these gods and demons.

"But..." At this moment, He Chengying's tone seemed to have become serious, "Seventeen years ago..."

"Seventeen years ago? Wasn't that the year I was born?"

Leng Baihu interrupted him again, and He Chengying nodded, "Yes, it was the year the young master was born. It snowed heavily, and it kept falling for several months. Until one night, dozens of strange lights suddenly appeared in the sky toward the northwest. They chased in the same direction and disturbed the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers. The heavy snow stopped that night. Later I found out that that night, many Taoist cultivators passed by with their swords, heading in the direction of Wuyou Valley. However, But he never came out again..."

"Xuanmen, people who cultivate immortality..."

Hearing this, Leng Baihu couldn't help being startled. After all, he was young and knew very little about the Taoism of cultivating immortals. What he knew were only some rumors. It was said that those who cultivated immortals were all like gods, wielding swords in the world. , moving mountains and filling seas, as if omnipotent.

"Brother Wuchen, are you not surprised at all?"

When Leng Baihu came back to his senses and saw Xiao Chen whose face had not changed at all, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise. Why did Brother Wuchen's face seem to be still and calm after hearing these things?

Xiao Chen said, "It's not surprising that there are experts in the realm outside the country."

Outside the carriage, He Chengying was slightly startled when he saw that he spoke so plainly, and said, "I heard what my little friend said, and it seems that I have some understanding of the Taoism of cultivation in this world."

Xiao Chen said, "I know a little bit about it."

…

The carriage drove for another day, and suddenly it started to rain. On this day, Xiao Chen no longer asked anything about Wuyou Valley, and Leng Baihu was still talking eloquently as he had been the previous few days. It’s not over.

"By the way, Brother Wuchen, you haven't told me yet. How did you know the weaknesses of the Golden Lion Crazy Sword that day in the valley? Brother Wuchen even knew the secrets of his cover. What's going on? What kind of skill is it? How about you teach me?"

Leng Baihu looked at Xiao Chen expectantly, and saw him putting his hands in his sleeves and closing his eyes to rest. But after more than a month, he was in this mortal world, and he no longer had the same cultivation level as before, and his state of mind Unknowingly, something changed, and even his eyes were no longer as cold as before.

At this time, he looked more like a passerby in this mortal world, rather than the former Lord of Wuyu Heaven whom thousands of people looked up to.

"Do you want to know?"

Under Leng Baihu's constant questioning, Xiao Chen finally opened his eyes. Leng Baihu became more interested and kept smiling and nodding, "Of course! You teach me!"

Xiao Chen said, "This skill is called 'Wang Qi'.

"Wangqi?"

Leng Baihu looked at him, scratched his head, and said to himself, "Isn't this qi-gazing technique used by those quacks and magicians to read Feng Shui, but it's actually a trick to deceive people..."

"No."

Xiao Chen added, "Everything has its own Qi, and the change of one Qi can adapt to all shapes."

"this……"

Leng Baihu scratched his head. For a moment, it was difficult to understand these obscure and profound sentences. He Chengying listened outside, thinking that this little friend did have a big gap in his heart. He didn't look like a young man in his twenties. .

"Observe things with your heart, concentrate on them with your mind, observe the brightness wherever it is dark, and observe the movement quietly wherever you are, then the emotions of all things will be revealed in front of you."

Xiao Chen said, "Close your eyes, concentrate, and listen to the sound of raindrops falling outside. Then try to imagine the scene of every drop of rain falling until the rain stops. Remember not to disturb your breath by making any noise."

"Okay! I understand!"

Leng Baihu said no more, immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, stopped making any sound, and followed Xiao Chen's instructions. He thought that Brother Wuchen was so capable, he must let himself learn to do it first. Sensing everything in the world.

Xiao Chen looked out the window, shook his head, and finally became quiet this time.

It was not until dusk that the rain finally stopped, but I could see green mountains in the distance, misty water, and white cranes passing by, and their melodious cries came faintly from the clouds.

Leng Baihu finally opened his eyes and looked at the empty mountain after the rain. He suddenly felt a sense of tranquility. Xiao Chen said, "How is it? What did you realize just now?"

"I……"

Leng Baihu scratched his head. Why did he feel like he had fallen asleep just now? For a moment, he was embarrassed to say it out loud, so Xiao Chen said, "It doesn't matter. From now on, you can just practice like this in your spare time every day."

"okay!"

Leng Baihu was very excited and looked outside again. Seeing that it was getting dark, he asked outside, "Old He, where is this place?"

He Chengying smiled and said, "Not far ahead is the boundary of Bashan. After passing Bashan, we will go more than three hundred miles to Baihu Villa."

"I'm finally going home...hehe!"

Leng Baihu smiled at Xiao Chen and said, "Brother Wuchen, will you go to Baihu Villa with me this time? I asked my father to send someone to explore Wuyou Valley, and you teach me the art of looking at Qi, what do you think? Hehe... …”

"That's fine."

In the past, Xiao Chen would have politely declined, but now he thought that he was no longer as good as before. In the vast river, it was no longer appropriate to look for a certain place without any scruples like before.

Moreover, I heard He Chengying say yesterday that seventeen years ago, people from the Xuanmen were attracted to the Wuyou Valley. I was afraid that there was something fishy about this matter. If I went there rashly and met a Xuanmen cultivator, it might lead to trouble. .

On the second day, the carriage had passed through the boundary of Bashan, and at noon, it finally arrived at Baihu Villa. However, the houses on the village were in splendor, and the pavilions and pavilions were hidden among the green bushes. Although it was not as fairy-like as Xuanmen. The island is suspended and surrounded by spiritual energy, but it is also quite majestic.

"Hu'er... you're back!"

I saw a person walking out of the village quickly, followed by two maids. The person was dressed in light red clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, and her face was very beautiful, as if she was a little girl in her early twenties. She was none other than Leng Baihu's mother looked a little happy and worried at the same time.

"mother!"

Leng Baihu ran over and threw himself into his mother's arms. Madam Leng shook her head and smiled, "You're still young, aren't you?" At the end of her words, she saw the white-haired man walking with Lao He and asked, "Who is this young master... …”

"Down here..."

Just as Xiao Chen was about to speak, Leng Baihu said first, "Mom, he is a friend I met on the way back. His name was Wuchen, and he was awesome! Let me tell you, that day..."

Seeing that he was eloquent again and started to talk endlessly, Mrs. Leng smiled helplessly and gently scratched his nose lovingly. But this time she was relieved. She had received a letter from Lao He before. , she had been worried when she heard that they were attacked in the Shushan realm.

"hey-hey……"

After Leng Baihu finished speaking, he smiled at Xiao Chen again, "Brother Wuchen, this is my mother. Do you think my mother is beautiful?"

"You kid..."

Madam Leng tapped him lightly on the forehead, then smiled at Xiao Chen and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wuchen, for taking care of the white fox along the way."

"Madam, you are serious." Xiao Chen slightly cupped his hands and said politely.

Madam Leng smiled softly and made a gesture of invitation, "Master Wuchen, please."

When they arrived at the village, they saw a lot of people, and sitting in the main hall was an imposing middle-aged man, who was Leng Baihu's father, Leng Qianfeng.

"Daddy!"

Leng Baihu ran to the hall, but saw his father's stern look on his face. Then he thought that a few months ago, he sneaked out, and later his father asked Uncle He to find him...

"snort!"

Leng Qianfeng looked at him with a stern expression, but he had been worried before. Now that he saw Leng Baihu finally returned safe and sound, he was finally relieved.

"hey-hey……"

Leng Baihu scratched his head and smiled, and then told the whole story about the Golden Lion Mad Saber. After listening to it, Leng Qianfeng's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. "He from Mad Lion Castle is too courageous." Already..."

At the end of his words, Leng Qianfeng looked at Xiao Chen and clasped his fists, "Thank you so much, Mr. Wuchen." But in his heart, he thought, this young man has an extraordinary appearance, but who is he?

Leng Baihu smiled and said, "Brother Wuchen wants to go to the Worry-free Valley. Otherwise, my father will send people to search for this Worry-free Valley. Brother Wuchen can stay and teach me the art of looking at Qi."

Hearing this, Leng Qianfeng focused his gaze and looked at Xiao Chen, "Master Wuchen, are you going to find the legendary Worry-free Valley?"

"Exactly."

"well……"

Leng Qianfeng's expression condensed and without any hesitation, he immediately said to He Chengying, "Uncle He, please immediately arrange for someone to find the location of Wuyou Valley."

"Well, thank you to the village master." Xiao Chen clasped his fists and said to the head of the palace.

…

This night, the stars and the moon were brilliant, reflecting the entire Baihu Villa perfectly.

In the room, Leng Qianfeng's eyebrows were deeply knitted. Madam Leng sat next to him and put a thin shirt on his shoulders. "This time, let's treat it as Hu'er is practicing outside. He can meet someone outside." Friends, that’s pretty good…”

"Okay, okay, it's just..."

Leng Qianfeng raised his head, hesitated to speak, and finally looked at the lady in front of him and said, "Didn't Madam notice it at all?"

Madam Leng smiled softly, "That young master has such an extraordinary aura, how could I not see it..."

"well……"

Leng Qianfeng sighed heavily, "The friend Hu'er made this time may not be from our mortal world..."