"Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-One, Passing By"
Moonlight is like water.
Zhang Hu patted Baili Lone's shoulder vigorously, and Zhang Hu sighed lightly, "Brother, listen to the advice of the eldest brother, this outside the mountain and inside the mountain are not the same thing at all." Back then, the eldest brother was also higher than the sky, wholeheartedly had a rich future, worked hard for 20 years, and finally achieved something, but was forced to flee to Xiaomengcheng three years ago to live a foolish life. “
He didn't know that Baili Lin was not a person from the mountain tribe at all, if he knew that Bai Lilian could be his ancestor at his age, he didn't know what it would be like to listen to his eldest brother's words after saying that.
Baili looked at Zhang Hu and smiled, "Okay, listen to Brother Zhang Hu, if I can't get along outside, I'll come back and follow Big Brother to live with you!"
'Tsk' bar clicked his mouth, and Zhang Hu shook his head disapplausively. He knew too well that Baili Lin was the kind of rookie who had just come out of the mountain, and he wanted to spread his wings and fly high wholeheartedly, but he never considered his strength and whether he could fly in the world outside the mountain.
This kind of rookie who just debuted, Zhang Hu had already seen a lot back then.
Shaking his head, Zhang Hu said with a little hesitation: "Then I wish you all the best, brother." “
In this way, the two of you and I said a word, you took a sip, I took a sip, and drank the spirits in the wine bag in the blink of an eye. Baili Lin seems to be sick, but after all, the flesh is unique, and when the liquor enters the stomach, it is broken down into a trace of heat, and I don't feel like the wine is on the head at all. However, Zhang Hu had seven or eight points of alcohol, he fell to the ground on all fours, and suddenly laughed dryly.
"Three years ago, I, Zhang Hu, was still a general, the cultivation of a great grandmaster. also inadvertently offended a son of a wealthy family, and as a result, he was forced to abandon everything and flee to a barren place like Xiaomeng City to live around. Time also, life also, those bloodline families, why are they so strong?"
Baili listened to Zhang Hu's self-pity, and suddenly heard a dense hoof sound from the mountains and forests on the other side of the river, and a long snake composed of torches was walking towards this side.
The hunters who were repairing the drawbridge at the head of the bridge gave a quick alarm, and a large group of grief-faced people rushed out of the tribe.
After a while, I saw a large group of cavalry suddenly appear on the opposite bank, they were all dressed in black clothes and black armor, and the mounts under their crotch were like horses and not horses, like deer and not deer, and their bodies were full of gold and blue patterns, which were majestic and abnormal, and these mounts were restless and staggered on the spot, and the hooves collided with the rocks on the ground, splashing a large area of sparks.
A deep, powerful voice came from across the river.
"Where is the old man of the mountain clan? We are all part of the battalion of Xiaomeng Chengwei Tianzi C, and we are ordered to be stationed in the tribe!"
Zhang Hu, who was a little drunk, shouted in surprise: "Ouch? How can that city guard who is desperate to pick the gate be willing to station the city guards in the backing tribe? Doesn't he keep saying that the taxes are insufficient and he can't afford this extra military expenses?"
Shaking his head, Zhang Hu frowned and said, "Even if you want to station soldiers in the backing tribe, can't they come during the day? Xiaomengcheng is only 500 miles away from here, and you can travel 2,000 miles a day by fast running, and you can reach the backing tribe in two hours, so why rush overnight? It's like, hmm!"
Miles asked, "Like what?"
Zhang Hu crooked his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "It seems that there is Shangguan Qin, and the city guard sent troops out to do face kung fu!"
Just as Zhang Hu muttered in a low voice, the suspension bridge had been slowly lowered.
There are 500 elite soldiers in the battalion of Xiaomengcheng Wei Tianzi, all of whom are eight feet tall. In particular, the armor and ordnance on their bodies are extremely sophisticated, which makes Zhang Hu look hot.
Such a group of elite sergeants rode slowly into the tribe, and the people couldn't help but let out cheers, diluting the sad atmosphere that had shrouded the tribe a lot.
With the five hundred elite city guards stationed in Xiaomeng City, and relying on the natural location of the mountain tribes, unless more than 4,000 barbarians sacrifice their lives to attack, the tribe will be in no danger in the future, Baili Lin remembers that Zhao Lei told him that his dream is to enter the elite army, and their blood is not weak.
Baili Lin couldn't help but nodded, with this team of cavalry stationed, he could also leave the backing tribe with peace of mind.
It's time to really get into the world.
Che Gong Gong, Ma Xiao Xiao.
The sky is as clear as a wash, and there is not a trace of clouds. Two large eagles hung high in the void, like flies embedded in amber, and their bodies did not move in the slightest. It was only a few long, high-pitched cries that made it clear that they were still alive.
It had just rained a few days ago, and more than a foot of mud had accumulated on the road leading to Xiaomengcheng. Although the weather was sunny for the past two days, the mud was not dried. The wheels and hooves of the horses were stuck in the mud that was not soft or hard, and it took a lot of force to advance every foot.
The strong sunlight smoked the mud, and a disgusting, strange smell filled the air around it. All kinds of rotten breaths are hot in the sun, like rotten meat fermented in a wine urn, and the viscous smell seems to drill into the body along the pores of people, and it is indescribably uncomfortable.
A group of 200 riders surrounded seven gilded carved chariots, and slowly marched slowly on the dirt road with difficulty. Occasionally, a few horses would slive their hooves to the side and take a few steps, always drawing angry accusations and curses from the knight on their backs, and even a grumpy knight would whip the mounted mount twice.
The seven chariots were all extremely luxurious, and the first six chariots were all four-wheeled carriages, each of which was towed by four snow-white horses.
The largest cart at the rear, however, had no wheels, and was hovering three feet above the ground, dragged by four sturdy rhinoceros. The four rhinoceos are all aliens, their dark skin is dotted with cyan spots, and the three curved horns on their heads are dotted with silver-white glow, which is incomparably majestic and spiritual.
The lavishly furnished vehicle hovering off the ground is simply a spacious bedroom.
A soft couch, a long table, two bookshelves, four bronze incense burners in the corners of the carriage, thick carpets and various exquisite furnishings. Although it is a journey, it can also give people the ultimate luxury.
Lu Chengfeng sat behind the long case with his cloak scattered, barely opened his blank eyes, and stared blankly at the low-grade magic weapon Xiao Bingchen Spirit Lantern in front of him. The fist-sized, purple gold cast spirit lantern shaped like a toad, slightly open mouth spewed out a wisp of red flame as fine as a hair, and a small ball of soybean-sized silver pith was floating in the flame and slowly melting.
Although this piece of silver pith is small in size, it is the essence of silver that Lu Chengfeng spent three hundred catties of silver to refine easily, and it contains a trace of the white essence of the West. Because of the relationship between the silver grade and Lu Chengfeng's bloodline martial arts, the Taibai Essence Qi contained in the refined silver pith was very weak, very thin, and the grade was extremely poor, but after all, it was Taibai Qi.
The inferior magic weapon Xiao Bingchen Witch Lamp, this is a treasure that Lu Chengfeng obtained after exhausting all his net worth, as long as the witch source embedded in the fire attribute can spew out a wisp of Shaoyang True Fire. Of course, if the cultivation is enough, relying on his own true qi, he can also stimulate the spirit lamp to emit true fire, but Lu Chengfeng's bloodline cultivation is obviously not at that level.
The flame is not powerful and extremely unstable. Such a piece of silver essence has been smelted for seven hours, but it has only melted ninety percent of it, and the last trace of the most important marrow containing the essence of Taibai is difficult to completely smelt.
Glaring at his eyes, Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and was ruthless, his hands made a seal, his heart broke his teeth, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed towards the witch lamp. I could only hear the sound of the 'whirring' wind, and the flames on the witch lamp suddenly flourished, from as thin as a hair to as thick as a match, and the silver pith floating in the flames suddenly melted and turned into a translucent silver liquid droplet.
Lu Chengfeng was ecstatic, he hurriedly grabbed a triangular stone pillar with the thickness and length of a baby's arm that he had prepared at hand, and carefully grabbed a purple gold tweezer with his right hand, and picked and pulled at the silver liquid bead.
An extremely thin silver thread was pulled out of the liquid bead, and the shiny silver thread floated in the air like a phantom.
Lu Chengfeng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly pulled the silver thread to inlay the lines that had been carved on the stone pillar. He was busy with his hands, the tweezers were constantly pulling, pulling, lifting, and pointing, and the three simple golden knife-shaped blood tails on the stone pillar were gradually filled with silver light.
The Tai Platinum Sword Formation is a witch metal formation. Triggering the Tai Platinum Essence Qi in the Silver Marrow and turning into a golden sword to attack the enemy, this is an entry formation used by low-level bloodline cultivators to protect themselves.
With Lu Chengfeng's cultivation at the peak of his blood cultivation, it was not easy to refine the Tai Platinum Sword Array, and to be able to gather the raw materials for refining the Tai Platinum Sword Array.
'Giggle' a few strange laughs, Lu Chengfeng took out two identical array piles from the bag beside him, looked at the three array piles shining with a faint silver light in his hand, and fell heavily on the soft couch.
"Hey, hey, little Mengcheng army. This kind of city, which is attacked by barbarians every two or three years, basically has to kill a group of officials in 3578 years. Sending me here, an eyesore, means leaving me to fend for myself, right?"
Laughing a few times self-deprecatingly, Lu Chengfeng clenched the three array piles, and a flash of madness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"But I'm not willing! I, Lu Chengfeng, will definitely not die here! Sooner or later, I will go back to the Lu family in Liyang with dignity, and let you dog breeds know me Lu Chengfeng!"
With his hands tightened, Lu Chengfeng let out a low roar like a wounded tiger.
The sound insulation of the carriage is excellent, and the riders outside the carriage did not hear the movement in the carriage.