Shen Yuanjing suddenly appeared from a cave and did not feel uncomfortable. He had already gotten used to it many times.

After thinking for a moment, the cave in front of him changed from strangers to familiarity. This was the one he rushed from Mingzhou to Pingzhou, crossed the Yunzhou Mountains, and suddenly encountered heavy rains, and dug up to take refuge.

Time is cold and people are not here, and the stone beds and benches are still the same as before.

He walked out of the cave, and the three big words "Hidding Rain" carved by the stone beside the cave was still clearly visible, but there were more lines next to it: "The deep mountains and desolate caves are lonely. Fortunately, I came here, so I won't waste time." The next word "博" is written with my fingers.

Shen Yuanjing took a closer look and saw that his finger mark was shallow, inside and out, and he had used it three times before he could barely leave such a trace. He snorted coldly and said, "I dare to speak loudly even if I go through the micro-dao." He stretched out his finger and portrayed the sentence "The grass and trees are indifferent, and the mediocre people disturb themselves" next to him, and waved his sleeves and left.

He walked all the way and soon arrived at Mingzhou. The water of Yue River was still clear, and there were still people coming and going in the town, and they could easily identify them when they saw outsiders. The small border areas were so lively only when they were in the market.

He walked around here and came to his old residence. It was spotless and seemed that people often came here to clean it. On the slope, his parents' graves stood shoulder to shoulder, looking down the mountain together, and the river flowed long.

Shen Yuanjing took out the evergreen four-leaf flower branches that were broken from his grandmother's grave from his grandmother's grave and carefully cut them to the edge of his mother's grave. The branches turned yellow and green. My uncle said that they were often soaked in clean water, and they could still survive without seeing the soil for three years.

He looked at his father Shen Lang's tombstone and smiled, saying, "Shen Daxia, you can't blame me for being favored by one or the other. It's really because your old man's life is too deep. I searched for it for a long time before I got a little clue. I don't know where your hometown is, and I can't make sacrifices."

He said as he took out a gourd wine and poured it into the soil, saying, "I have decided to go north immediately after I go back to my uncle's house. If you are really from the Shen family in Taizhou, I also want to know how they abandoned you back then. Could it be that you were born in a gangster? Was you broken off the engagement? Or were you completely abandoned? "

Speaking of this, he laughed a few times, drank the wine in the gourd in one sip, and said, "No matter what the situation is, the Shen family is not an unattainable family for your son."

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Shen Yuanjing sat here for a while, blew the wind before heading to Baiyu Mountain. Before he entered the door, he could hear the shouts, mixed with guns and swords.

He smiled knowingly. Senior Sister Bai Wuxia was practicing martial arts again, but I don’t know which senior brother or junior brother was in trouble and was caught by her to be a target.

Everyone in the yard was staring at the middle of fighting with all concentration. He quietly landed in the corner, and no one noticed it. At this time, the one who was fighting with Bai Wuxia was her younger brother Baimen Tower, who was suppressed in a very embarrassing manner.

Shen Yuanjing looked at it for a while and frowned. He remembered that before leaving, he taught the other party Feixu sword technique. Although he was short-sighted at that time and could not teach the method, his tricks were authentic and he would not be so confused that he could not see any trace of his original kung fu.

This is clearly another martial art, much worse than Feixu's sword technique. For some reason, Baimenlou had to abandon beautiful jade and take stubborn stones. Sure enough, he had not resisted many moves, and was hit by Bai Wuxia's stomach with a shot, so scared that he didn't dare to move.

Everyone surrounded him and praised him, "Sister Sister is so amazing!" This exposed Shen Yuanjing in the corner.

Baimenlou was dejected and glanced around. He first noticed him. He was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Senior Brother Six, you are back!" He ran over.

The others followed his voice and felt very happy when they saw it was him. Bai Wuxia walked over, suddenly raised her spear and stabbed her with one shot.

Baimenlou was so scared that he shrank his head, quickly took a few steps back, and shouted steadily: "What are you doing?" He looked up but saw Shen Yuanjing having two fingers and clamping the spear head in his hand.

Bai Wuxia pulled out with force, but couldn't pull it out. She shouted angrily: "Why are you doing so loudly? I'm just trying the martial arts of the masters on the human list."

She turned her head and said with a smile: "Sixth Junior Brother, let go of your hand and let me poke you to see if the innate master is invulnerable to swords and guns."

Shen Yuanjing was amused and crying. He let go of his fingers, and Bai Wuxia didn't really poke it. She put down her spear, circled around him, screaming, and finally said: "You are no different from before? Why did you suddenly become a congenital master and even enter the human list."

She didn't count it herself, so she greeted her brothers and said, "Hey, let alone the county, it seems that there is no expert in our county in the list, right?"

Others nodded and said yes, all of whom showed respectful gazes, but he was not familiar with them and stood beside him in a regular manner.

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said to himself: "Senior sister is so old, she is still as lively as before." He said: "Master, you'll go to the mountain to feed the pigeons again."

Bai Wuxia nodded and said, "I'll call him." After that, he turned around and left, and was in a hurry. Shen Yuanjing hurriedly shouted from behind, "Remember to catch two fatter ones and come back."

She waved her hand and left in a flash. The rest of the people were embarrassed to speak, only Baimenlou had some friendship with him and led him into the house.

Shen Yuanjing asked softly: "I remember before leaving, I taught you a swordsmanship. How did you learn?"

He scratched his head, his face changed, and he grunted for a long time, and it seemed difficult to speak out. Shen Yuanjing thought he couldn't practice it, so he was embarrassed, so he didn't ask and just had tea slowly on the side.

Baimenlou walked around the house for a while, gritted his teeth, pulled over a stool, sat next to him, and whispered: "I'll tell you secretly, don't tell others."

Seeing that the other party put down the tea bowl and looked at the scrutiny of his ears, he said, "A few days ago, two people came to the house, one was old and one was young, one was sixty or seventy, and the other was over thirty. When my father saw this, his face changed drastically. He invited him to the inner room very respectfully. After talking for a while, he called me over again.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the young man sitting on a chair, the old man standing aside, and my father bent down respectfully and fell on his lower head. After seeing me, the old man asked slowly: "Little brother, I heard that you have obtained Shen Yuanjing's flying catkin sword technique, right?"

I looked up at my father, he nodded, and I told the truth. He asked me to hand over the sword technique, but I refused, but my father agreed again and had to give it to him."

Speaking of this, he peeked at Shen Yuanjing's face, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "The old man took your secret book, looked at it a few times, and said, "It's this book." The young man took it over and looked at it for a while. He smiled happily first, but then turned to disdain, saying, "This is the commentary, shallow and ignorant", and words like "waving the reputation of nothing."

His voice was low and he could no longer say anything. Shen Yuanjing smiled softly and said, "What's going on later? I won't let you practice the flying cucumber sword technique? Who are they?"

Baimenlou nodded and said, "Yes. The young man glanced at me and said, "If you have such qualifications, you will not practice this magical skill in the future." I was not convinced and was about to argue, but my father pulled my arm and hurriedly agreed for me, and promised that I would not use the Feixu sword technique again in the future. The man threw out a secret book of sword technique at will, saying that if I am like this, I am only worthy of practicing inferior martial arts."

He was depressed and said depressedly: "Those tricks you just saw are neither good-looking nor powerful. If I could use Feixu Sword Technique, how could I be easily defeated by my elder sister?"

He was a little angry, poured a bowl of tea and drank it down: "After they left, I asked my father who the two were, but my father refused to say it, just told me that they were all innate masters and I couldn't afford to offend them."

Before Shen Yuanjing could speak, Baimen asked first: "Sixth Brother, you are also a congenital master. You are also on the human list. Are you better than them?"
Chapter completed!