Chapter 709: Seeing Huanhuan Again

Chapter 709: Seeing Huan Huan Again

Zhang Xiaohua entered the alchemy room, looked around, and put the "Eight Diagrams Purple Gold Furnace" into his belt. He also emptied out the jade boxes that were previously piled up in the alchemy room. In the past, there was no extra space in the purse to store them. Now that there was an extra belt, he naturally had to take them away.

Thinking that there were still some jade boxes left in the small courtyard on the mountainside, Zhang Xiaohua did not plan to clean them up. The most precious herbs among those herbs had been brought to the top of the mountain by himself, and most of the remaining ones were taken away by himself. The remaining ones were just ordinary goods, which were really a drop in the bucket compared to what he got in the Youlan Grand Canyon. Besides, those jade boxes were also known to the disciples of Tianmu Peak. If he took them away by himself, wouldn't it make people suspicious?

When the alchemy room was empty, Zhang Xiaohua took his package out of his purse and slung it diagonally on his shoulder. Finally, he set his eyes on the "Prajna Heavy Sword" stuck in the ground.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiaohua gritted his teeth slightly, released his consciousness, and tried to put it into his purse.

However, the Prajna heavy sword was like a boulder in the wind, not moved by the divine consciousness at all, let alone putting it into the purse. Zhang Xiaohua was very surprised and thought to himself: "What is the material of this heavy sword? It can't even be driven by the divine consciousness."

Immediately, he tried to use the art of driving objects. The magic formula hit the heavy sword, but it was like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar, and it didn't move at all. Zhang Xiaohua was delighted. The more peculiar this heavy sword was, the more precious it seemed. But then, he frowned again. Huanhuan was not there, and ordinary horses could not carry it. He had to go to Shixin Peak with Yang Yao, so it seemed that the Prajna heavy sword could not be taken away for the time being.

However, it didn't matter. Except for Zhang Xiaohua, the people of the Manchuanxiang Sect might not be able to pick up this sword. Not to mention putting it in the alchemy room, it would be safe even if it was thrown halfway up the mountain.

Looking around, there was nothing else. Zhang Xiaohua pinched the magic formula and escaped from the cave, walking down the mountain path.

Just halfway through the journey, they saw Lu Chaoxian, Senior Brother Wang and others coming to greet them. They couldn't help but talk a little when they met. At Lu Chaoxian's urging, they accompanied Zhang Xiaohua to the yard.

At this time, Yang Yao, Chen Fengxiao and Wu Zhouxu were talking in the yard. A handsome black horse was tied to the side. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua coming in, everyone came forward. What caught Wu Zhouxu's eyes was the package that Zhang Xiaohua slung over his shoulder. Wu Zhouxu's eyes twitched for no reason, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth. He muttered in his heart: "Where did this guy hide the package? I actually searched for several days and found nothing. Alas, fortunately, Deputy Hall Master Xu had an accident, otherwise..."

Yes, if Deputy Hall Master Xu was still there, Wu Zhouxu had to obey Deputy Hall Master Xu's wishes and go against Zhang Xiaohua, the favorite in the eyes of the hall master. Wouldn't it make him feel caught in a dilemma?

The farewell was simple.

In addition, Yang Yao was anxious, so everyone just sent Zhang Xiaohua out of the yard, said a few words of care, and then the two of them got on the horse, shook the reins, and went down the mountain along the mountain path.

After passing a bend, Zhang Xiaohua pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and looked carefully at the towering Tianmu Peak again. It had only been a few months since he entered the Chuanxiang Sect and left Tianmu Peak. So many things had happened. Some of these things might become stories, passed down by word of mouth among the disciples of Tianmu Peak, but more of them became eternal secrets that no one knew.

The mountain remains the same, but people and things have changed. Perhaps this is the sadness of being a human being.

Zhang Xiaohua then led a group of horses and chased Yang Yao in front again, leaving Tianmu Peak, the people of Tianmu Peak, and the things of Tianmu Peak behind.

After going down Tianmu Peak, one horse led Zhang Xiaohua and went straight to Baiyue Peak.

Zhang Xiaohua's heart moved: "Could it be that Master Yang is trying to trick me into going to Tuodan Hall?"

He quickly caught up with him and asked: "Master Yang, this road seems to go to Tuodan Hall. I heard from my senior brother at Tianmu Peak that Shixin Peak should be in another direction."

Yang Yao smiled and said: "My dear nephew, I took you on a remote trail."

"Trail?" Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled. He took a trail from Youlan Grand Canyon back to Tianmu Peak, and his meridian injuries were difficult to recover from the bumpy ride. Why is it still a trail from Tianmu Peak to Shixin Peak?

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's surprise, Yang Yao said, "My nephew joined very late, but he didn't know that although there are main roads connecting the 19 peaks of our Chuanxiang Sect, all the disciples feel that the road is too far, so they often take shortcuts and walk on small roads. As more people walk, this road will emerge. Therefore, if it is not a formal occasion, many people will walk on some unknown small roads, which can save a lot of time. My nephew should have asked someone to send him to Shixin Peak this time, after all, it is his first time there, but the situation on Baiyue Peak now... Oh, everyone is very busy, so I volunteered to come here and send you there, and I have to go back to do other things, Only by taking this shortcut can we avoid wasting time. "

Zhang Xiaohua bowed: "Thank you, Uncle Yang, for your concern."

"Haha," Yang Yao was very happy, and said: "It's okay, I personally brought you into the Chuanxiang Sect, and I am proud of your progress. Back then, Lu Lihong... Alas, I heard that this time, nephew Lu finally got the opportunity to practice Youlan Mulian, but he encountered the beast tide. His luck and handsome martial arts were wasted~"

Yang Yao sighed several times, feeling sorry for Lu Lihong, but Zhang Xiaohua was full of disdain: "Although his martial arts are good, his heart is sinister. He can only harm people with his martial arts. It's better not to have such a person."

Seeing that what Yang Yao said seemed true, Zhang Xiaohua was half relieved. However, Yang Yao was also kind to him. Zhang Xiaohua had no doubts about him, but he couldn't stand the thought that other people would take advantage of Yang Yao. It is not impossible to set up an ambush in this remote place.

But, would Zhang Xiaohua care about this mere ambush?

"Well, do I care if you ambush me?"

The answer was naturally no, and it goes without saying that Zhang Xiaohua's magical power was that the internal injuries that could not be recovered for a "long time" have been completely healed today.

The recovery of this injury was beyond Zhang Xiaohua's expectation. It was only when he came down from the Tianmu Peak that he realized that after two days and two nights of understanding the way of heaven, not only had his mental cultivation improved to a certain extent, but also The injury that he had deliberately delayed had recovered without leaving any trace, but Zhang Xiaohua didn't know whether it was due to the cultivation of mental methods or the beauty of understanding the way of heaven.

Heightened his vigilance, Zhang Xiaohua followed Yang Yao along the deserted trail for most of the day. Just when the sun was setting, he saw a mountain pass. Yang Yao turned his horse's head and headed in another direction. Looking at the ground, There were faint traces of a trail. Zhang Xiaohua held her chin and followed without hesitation.

However, after walking for half a meal, Zhang Xiaohua felt something in her heart and pulled the reins to stop the horse. Yang Yao, who was in front of him, also stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Nephew Ren Xian" , are you tired?"

Then he slapped his forehead and said: "Look at me, I forgot that you are still injured. I have been running for most of the day without stopping. You must not be able to hold on anymore."

Yang Yao raised his head and looked around, pointed to a gentle slope in front, and said: "Let's go, we set up a tent on the gentle slope in front, and we will rest there today. Haha, let alone you, my old bones are also a little sore." As he spoke, he shook the reins and moved forward slowly.

Zhang Xiaohua still stood there, motionless, looking at Yang Yao's back, thoughtfully, thinking for a moment, then raised his head and whistled low, the whistle was not high, but it was unusually clear, and the sound was not very high either. , can only be heard in the wild.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohua's low roar, Yang Yao was also surprised. He stopped his horse and looked back at Zhang Xiaohua.

Zhang Xiaohua ignored him and jumped onto the horse's back. He stood there steadily and looked around, which made Yang Yao feel puzzled.

Just when Yang Yao was wondering, in the distance to the left, there was a rapid "squeaking" sound in the grass and woods, followed by several low hisses, like a horse braying. Looking up, he saw a donkey that looked like a donkey but not a donkey. The beast that is not a horse is running here quickly. Isn't it the same as Zhang Xiaohua's lost mount earlier?

"Huanhuan~" Zhang Xiaohua stood on the horse's back, her eyes moistened unconsciously. Huanhuan had been following him for so long. Although she didn't use it on weekdays, she felt that she could have it with or without it. But after all, whether you care about it or not, it doesn't matter. Grazing around you, when you can no longer see it, you feel a little empty in your heart. Especially when you are packing the "Prajna Heavy Sword", you miss this ugly mount even more.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't expect to encounter it here. At that time, he thought that there would be an ambush from Tuodan Hall ahead.

When Huanhuan came closer, Zhang Xiaohua jumped off the horse. Huanhuan immediately stepped forward affectionately, sticking out her tongue to lick Zhang Xiaohua's face. But as soon as she got closer, she smelled it with her sensitive nose, as if she felt a huge threat. , raised his head and hissed, and immediately stepped back, as if Zhang Xiaohua was a familiar stranger.

When Zhang Xiaohua saw this, he was stunned, and then he realized, but there were two little monsters in his arms. Ordinary horses might not be able to smell them. How could a psychic beast like Huanhuan not know?

Zhang Xiaohua smiled, patted her chest, and called Huanhuan over with her hands. Her expression seemed to be that of a child who wanted to breastfeed. However, Huanhuan was like a child who had made a mistake, with big frightened eyes flashing, and she tried her best to He shook his head, Zhang Xiaohua took two steps forward, and he took two steps back. Zhang Xiaohua stood still and he stood still, but he didn't dare to take one more step forward.

After trying several times, Zhang Xiaohua was quite helpless. It was true that the mother of the two little things in her arms was the king of beasts who commanded the beasts of Orchid Grand Canyon not to disobey. Huanhuan, a spirit who had never seen the world, Beast, where do you dare to get close?

Yang Yao watched from the side and said sadly: "Oh, these four don't look like they were scared. I don't know what those disciples did in the past few days. They didn't even let go of the beasts."

Zhang Xiaohua sweats profusely...

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