Chapter 372: The Rolling Yangtze River Passes Away
On this day, in the reckless jungle of Shushan, five delicate women dressed in outdoor clothes and a white dog as strong as a calf appeared.
As soon as Xiaobai entered the mountain forest, it was like a dragon returning to the sea, jumping up and down excitedly, its speed was fast, its strength was amazing, a white shadow flashed, and the tall trees were broken.
It is like the king of all beasts, exuding a terrifying aura, and all the birds and beasts in the mountains are prostrate on the ground, not daring to move!
It was hunting, pheasants, armor-piercing armor, turtle doves, and even dragged back a python with a thigh thickness of more than ten meters.
Liu Qing and the other women were taken aback, and Xiaoxue scolded: "Okay, Xiaobai, let it go, we are here to find our uncle, not to play." ”
Xiaobai let go when he heard this, but the python still didn't dare to move, it flicked the snake's head with its claws, whined a few times, and the python quickly swam away.
"My goodness, Xiaobai is so powerful, we have game to eat. Li Xueqing was holding two fat pheasants in her hands, and her eyebrows were smiling.
"Sister Xiaoxue, to what extent has Xiaobai's cultivation reached, I don't feel like I'm its opponent anymore. Duan Chenyuan looked at the trees that were easily broken by Xiaobai, and said with a speech.
Xiaoxue said: "I don't know, uncle should know." ”
Although she has completed the Qi training period, she has never experienced actual combat or communicated with others, so she does not have a clear understanding of her and Xiaobai's strength.
Liu Qing has no spiritual roots, nor does she practice ancient martial arts, and it is very difficult to walk in the barren mountains and mountains, but fortunately, Luo Tianyi takes care of her.
Luo Tianyi has succeeded in cultivating the ancient martial arts Taiji swordsmanship, and he is already a ground-level master, holding a soft sword with cold light, overcoming thorns and thorns.
The group was very fast, and after half a day, they saw the twelve towering solitary peaks in front of them.
"That is the site of the Shushan Sword Sect, it was the top sect in the ancient martial arts world back then, with many masters and huge power, but in the end, because of the idea of trying to fight your uncle, it was destroyed as a result. Duan Chenyuan said to Xiaoxue, very emotional.
Xiaoxue nodded, she already knew about her uncle's affairs back then, and her uncle's real life experience was too shocking, so she didn't say it.
In a strange mood, they casually climbed a few lonely peaks, and the stone steps that spiraled up were covered with a layer of dirt, which was already overgrown with weeds, and the dilapidated buildings on the top of the peaks became a habitat for wild beasts, and vines were overgrown.
The barren grass was once a monastery, which is emotional.
Finally, they came to the edge of the thousand-year-old banyan tree.
"Twelve years ago, the innate master of the Shushan Sword Sect, known as the Sword Saint, died on it, and Liu Chengfeng's guy was also poisoned by another innate master on it, and he lost the ability to protect himself, so he was taken away by the third innate master. ”
Duan Chenyuan said, looking up at the canopy that had long since been restored to luxuriation, although she didn't experience it back then, she knew it very clearly afterwards, and knew a lot of details that others didn't know.
Several women were in mixed moods, looking up at the huge canopy of trees like umbrellas.
"Xiaobai, do you smell anything?" Xiaoxue squatted down and touched Xiaobai's dog head with her hand.
Xiaobai ran away, his dark nose sniffing everywhere, but in the end he shook his head, twelve years have passed, even if there are any clues left at the beginning, they have already been blown away by the wind and rain.
Liu Qing's heart sank, her face was depressed, and she sighed secretly.
"Hungry, let's have a picnic here, we can't waste the prey that Xiaobai hunted. Li Xueqing shook the two pheasants in her hand and said.
She is very broad-hearted and optimistic, thinking that Liu Chengfeng's scourge will not die so easily, and there will definitely be a day when she will come back.
"Okay, then let's fill our stomachs first. Duan Chenyuan forced a smile.
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After eating, Duan Chenyuan took them on the road again, and on the way she explained: "I have been here a few times, found some clues, and finally I traced it to the edge of a big river and lost all traces. ”
The so-called clue is the crater blown up by the missile back then, but now it has long been covered by the years, but she can still find the direction of preparation according to her memory.
In fact, Duan Chenyuan had already doubted his father's remarks back then, but the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to pursue it.
When it was dark, they came to the great river.
The river is wide, and the water is choppy, rolling to the east.
"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Xiaoxue looked at the river and remembered her uncle's deeds back then, and felt a feeling.
"Let's camp here and continue looking for it tomorrow. Duan Chenyuan suggested, and all the women nodded in agreement, in fact, they didn't have much hope in their hearts to find Liu Chengfeng, they just wanted peace of mind.
They brought tents, except for Liu Qing, none of them were ordinary people, Luo Tianyi was a master of ancient martial arts, Li Xueqing had also cultivated to the fourth level of qi training, Duan Chenyuan had practiced qi to the sixth layer, Xiaoxue was even more successful in qi training, and staying in the jungle overnight was nothing to them.
Late at night, Xiaoxue couldn't sleep, got up and sat by the river, the river roared in the night, and the bright moon sprinkled silver and sparkling.
On the mountain peak in the distance, there was a wild wolf howling at the moon, and Xiaobai swished and ran out.
"Xiaoxue, can't you sleep too?" Duan Chenyuan walked out of the tent in his cloak and sat down beside Xiaoxue.
Xiaoxue snorted: "Sister Chenyuan." ”
Duan Chenyuan looked up at the full moon in the sky and sighed: "Today is August 14, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of reunion." ”
Xiaoxue's eyes darkened, the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, there is no uncle, and every festival is only more sad.
Duan Chenyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Xiaoxue, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. ”
"Sister Chenyuan, say it. ”
"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, it's been twelve years, if he was really okay, he should have come back a long time ago, you are still young, there are still a lot of days to live, if you can, forget about him. ”
Duan Chenyuan looked at the river flowing eastward under the moonlight and said, she really didn't want to see such an excellent girl as Xiaoxue, and die alone for a person who was destined to be unable to wait.
Xiaoxue shook her head slowly, her eyes firm: "He promised me that he would not let me find him, and I have a hunch that I should be able to find him soon, and we will definitely be reunited." ”
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At the same time, in the small valley, Liu Chengfeng sat on the big bluestone by the waterhole, also looking at the moon and sighing.
Twelve years have passed unconsciously, and the aura in the valley has long been absorbed by him and Nangong Feng, but the barrier is still as strong as ever, which is desperate.
Nangong Feng quarreled with Liu Chengfeng many times because of this, and even made a big fight, saying that Liu Chengfeng deceived her!
It's a pity that she has dissipated a body of innate internal strength, even if she cultivates Xuanfeng, she can't catch up with Liu Chengfeng's progress, and she is easily cleaned up every time, and holding it down is a big battle.
(End of chapter)