At the beginning of the morning light, on the mountain road where the clouds are deep and unknown, three figures slowly move forward. Feng Qingyang, Lin Yifeng and Hong'er stepped on the mist, left this once peaceful place, and embarked on a journey to ask for help.
Jianghu, a place full of opportunities and dangers, is also a stage where the wind once galloped. Now, they must once again step into this complex world in search of their old friends who have gone into seclusion.
"Senior, what friends do you have in the rivers and lakes?" Lin Yifeng asked as he walked, his understanding of the rivers and lakes was still very limited.
Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes: "The rivers and lakes are so big, although I have made a lot of friends, there are few real confidants. There are two of them, one is the 'Medical Saint' Bai Yaotian, and the other is the 'Poison Hand Medicine King' Su Xinghe, their medical skills and poison skills are second to none in the rivers and lakes. ”
Hearing these names, Hong'er was both in awe and full of curiosity: "Then which senior should we visit first?"
"Let's go to Bai Yaotian first, his medical skills may be able to heal our wounds. Feng Qingyang said, and the pace under his feet quickened a little.
After several days of trekking, the three of them finally came to a secluded valley, which was the hermitage of Bai Yaotian. The valley is filled with rare herbs, and a clear stream flows through it, making it seem to be isolated from the rest of the world.
Bai Yaotian was busy in the medicine garden in the valley, he was wearing a white robe, his hair was gray, and his face was kind. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and saw Feng Qingyang and the others, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Brother Feng, I haven't seen you for many years, why did you suddenly come to visit?" Bai Yaotian put down the medicine hoe in his hand and greeted him.
Feng Qingyang stepped forward and arched his hand: "Brother Bai, the turmoil in the rivers and lakes has risen again, and I have no choice but to come and disturb." ”
Seeing this, Bai Yaotian hurriedly invited them into the house, and while asking about Feng Qingyang's intentions, he brewed the medicinal tea he developed for them.
Feng Qingyang briefly said the matter of the Netherworld Sect, and after Bai Yaotian heard this, his brows tightened: "The Netherworld Sect's power has increased greatly in recent years, which is indeed worrying. However, don't worry, since you have come to me, you will take care of your injuries first. ”
Under Bai Yaotian's careful treatment, Feng Qingyang and the others' injuries were quickly relieved. A few days later, when they set out on the search again, they were refreshed.
Next, they went to Su Xinghe's residence, the Poison Dragon Cave. Compared to the valley of Bai Yaotian, the Poison Dragon Cave was much more gloomy, surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and there was a faint poisonous gas in the air.
Su Xinghe is a rather strange-looking old man, he always carries some strange accessories on his body, each of which contains poison. When he saw the wind clearing, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Brother Feng, are you going to break the oath of seclusion?"
Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly: "The situation is pressing, it has to be like this." ”
Su Xinghe listened, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Since this is the case, then I will accompany you on a journey." ”
With the addition of Bai Yaotian and Su Xinghe, the strength of Feng Qingyang and his party has increased greatly. But they also knew that in the face of a behemoth like the Nether Sect, the strength of just a few of them was far from enough. So, they decide to continue their search for other old friends and work together to deal with the coming storm.
The old shadow of the rivers and lakes has resurfaced. Feng Qingyang, Lin Yifeng, Hong'er, Bai Yaotian and Su Xinghe walked side by side on the road to the unknown, although their hearts were full of uncertainty, but more hope and firmness for the future. The rivers and lakes are dancing again, and this time, they will face it together.