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The same sense of urgency in the soul seems to be urging something, but this sense of urgency is particularly obvious in times of crisis. Now it doesn\'t matter. It will be over.

Yi Heng didn\'t expect that this half month was the most stable day since he passed through.

Although the Taoist is still a cold face hole, although the so-called aura is still unable to sense, although do not know what will experience on the road ahead.

But it\'s enough that you don\'t have to face life and death all the time.

This practice didn\'t let Yi Heng find that air was still air, but his legs seemed to adapt to sitting in a cross. He didn\'t feel numb for an hour or two, but his waist was still stiff.

A small stone suddenly flew up from the ground and hit him on the forehead.

He has been beaten once. How can he let him do it?

In addition, the speed of the stone was not fast, so he turned his head and gave way to the stone and turned to look at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest saw this, his eyes seemed a little unhappy, but then he was dim.

"Go on the road."

The Taoist still disdained to speak, stood up and walked slowly up the mountain.

Yi Heng let Shi Zi\'s joy disappear at the moment of seeing the Taoist\'s eyes.

The look in his eyes made him feel frightened. Then he thought of the little fireball. Then he thought that the seemingly indifferent Taoist priest in front of him was really cold.

After a few days together, he forgot the fact that the Taoist could kill him.

Let the stone this time, can you let the fireball next time?

Yi Heng wanted to slap himself in the face.

"From now on, when we get along with others, we should not act as wise or be misled by appearances", he thought to himself, "especially with people who threaten my life.".

One day passed in the process of walking and stopping. When night fell, they finally crossed the mountain. From the bottom of the mountain, a winding road passed through the mountains and led to the distance.

Although Yi Heng didn\'t know where Wang Du was, he knew that Taoist\'s destination must be the end of the road.

Sitting alone by the fire in a daze, the Taoist monk meditated against a big stone and did not know whether to sleep.

On this day, the Taoist priest did not say a word.

This day, Yi Heng surface and the past, the actual heart has been extremely vigilant.

Tonight\'s practice seemed to be back to the first practice. Not only was he restless, but also his ears were listening to the sounds around him. He found that all this was unnecessary.

Tomorrow is estimated to be able to embark on the road, perhaps oneself can never walk on the road, what will happen tomorrow? This answer is much harder to touch than aura.

In his prime, Yi Heng felt that the sense of urgency in his soul could not be suppressed.

This is what happens when you are in a crisis. Is there any danger of your life today?.

Yi Heng didn\'t dare to ignore it. He had to do something. So he got up quickly and walked into the mountain forest with the light in the East.

However, he did not know that the Taoist priest was staring at his back. The Taoist priest, who had always been decisive, hesitated at this time. It was not appropriate to take the boy and kill him directly, as if he owed him something in his heart. Now he only hoped that the boy would never return.

But soon he was disappointed. An hour later, Yi Heng went back to the fire which had already been extinguished with a rattan basket on his back.

And this time is just the time to wake up by the stone every day.

Half of the wild fruits were packed in the basket, but they were not picked enough in a hurry.

The Taoist priest saw Yi Heng coming, without any indication.

He stood up slowly, muttered, and put his right hand on his head, and waved his palm to his head. He felt a stream of air passing from head to foot. The dust of the Taoist priest was swept away, as if he had taken a bath and changed his clothes.

Yi Heng sees strange things, although he is very envious, how dare he ask? Try to give yourself a reason to live.

The way down the mountain seemed to slow down a lot. After two days, I finally got on the main road.

In fact, the road is not smooth and bumpy. The stone bag can be seen at any time. Only four people can walk in parallel and can barely pass two carriages. But this is a big difference in the situation that there is no road to go in the mountains.

So the Taoist priest didn\'t rest, even though it was late. He walked along the road only by moonlight.

Yi Heng looks at the back of the Taoist priest behind him. It is not like walking up and down the mountain forest and turning left and right. The Taoist priest walks freely on the road. The broad Taoist clothes are gently swinging with the night wind, and the tall and thin figure seems to blend into the night at any time.

He quickly followed him, but his ragged uniform hung on his body like some cloth strips. His trousers were slightly better. At least, he could see that they were trousers. The shoes were too worn to wear, and they were bound with weeds.

The basket on his back is still there, and there are many wild fruits, enough to eat for a day or two. However, since the Taoist priest\'s injury is stable, food seems to be no longer a matter of concern to the Taoist.His face was covered with sweat and dust, and his whole body was scarred. He was eager to chase the Taoist priest.

No need to compare with Taoist\'s freedom and freedom, Yi Heng now looks like a mountain bandit, and he is very poor and vicious. However, he knows that he is a vicious mountain bandit and will be killed by the Taoist anytime and anywhere. Taoist is the real mountain bandit.

Therefore, I dare not go far or near, and follow the Taoist priest from afar.

What the Taoist left in his mind has not been removed. Although he has not felt any discomfort, the power of the immortal cultivator has long made him dare not make a move.

Although the pithy formula has been developed, I don\'t know when it will be completed. Once you leave this Taoist priest, it\'s hard to say whether you will meet the immortal cultivator and embark on the path of cultivating immortals.

So he followed.

He was afraid of losing his life and wanted to pursue this rare chance to cultivate immortals.

I don\'t know whether it is the Taoist leg injury has been cured, or the road is easy, this journey actually lasted two hours.

When the moon was in the west, the Taoist priest looked for a big stone to avoid the wind and sat down cross legged. It was like practicing and sleeping.

Yi hengba can\'t wait to have a rest early. The long-time journey makes him think that his strong body is a bit unbearable.

The weeds on the shoes had been worn off for a long time. The two shoes could no longer be worn. All the fingers of the left foot were exposed, and the heel of the right foot had already been torn. The shoes were made of coarse cloth. It would be good to keep them for so many days.

He simply threw away his clothes that had become strips of cloth. He simply threw away his shoes that were better than not to wear. He was naked and barefoot, and he was too lazy to meditate, so he lay across the grass on the roadside and went to sleep.

The West sinking moon into the dark clouds, autumn wind gradually cool, occasionally falling rain drops on the dark earth, also on his face and body, but in his sleep he was unconscious.

Before Mao arrived, Yi Heng woke up.

He was awakened by the rain before he found a place to hide from the rain. Unconsciously, the rain was eager to get up.

There was no hiding place around him. He crouched down on the ground. He wanted to lean against the big stone with the Taoist priest, but was denied by the fear in his heart.

Looking at the Taoist still sitting quietly cross legged, the rain around him did not invade, he again felt the magic of the immortal.

So he ignited the passion of cultivating immortals again and sat cross legged in the rain.

"Maybe you can feel aura more in the rain.".