Every step on the dam is a few minutes, when he walked to the center of the dam, Shi Zhong suddenly smiled bitterly, patronizing to fight against the sky, ya, I actually forgot, with the current consumption rate, our Dao strength is not enough to support to reach the other side, so, halfway through the walk, Shi Zhong was sadly swept into the torrent.

Fortunately, this was deliberately done by Shi Zhong, if he really waited for the Dao power to be consumed and was involved, then he who did not have a trace of self-protection ability would have to suffer.

The torrent was rolling, the strong tearing force, the body kept touching the stones on the river, if it weren't for the protection of Dao power and pale golden energy, he would have been displaced and drowned.

Yin and Yang reversed, the body rolled, until half an hour later, it slowly stopped, the dying stone bell looked up, overjoyed, this is a flat section of the river, transport not much Dao power, struggling to swim towards the shore.

When he climbed onto the shore, Shi Zhong was a little crying and laughing, but he didn't expect that he almost died at the beginning of his cultivation.

The heavy rain was still falling, but this time Shi Zhong was not able to support the ability cover to block the rain from his body, sat up, silently used the Dao technique, and began to recover the Dao power, and soon, an hour later, Shi Zhong's body was steaming, not only the Dao power was restored, but the pale golden energy was also fully recovered, and the Dao power still had some progress, although it was only a little bit, but it was also a kind of harvest, wasn't it?

Looking up, I saw that the water spirit qi in this heaven and earth was full to the extreme, but unfortunately I could feel it but couldn't do anything about it!

Continuing to practice on foot, Shi Zhong did not go to the other side. Opposite. He chose a steep place, a steep place, and the mountains and peaks were the real places to practice.

The rain was still falling, but it didn't have the furious intensity just now, and it turned into a light rain.

Shi Zhong didn't know where this was, and he didn't know where he was going, he just kept walking, shuttling between the dense forests and steep rocks, and his ears were full of the sound of rain beating, and the song of mountain insects and birds was so clear at this moment. Even with the sound of falling rain, Shi Zhong could hear it clearly.

For a day and a night, Shi Zhong actually walked in the light rain for a day and a night, but strangely. His clothes were not wet at all, and his shoes were as if they were new, not spotless, but there was absolutely no mud splashed on them.

After the heavy rain, the sky is clear, the air becomes clear, take a deep breath, moisten the heart and lungs, and the mind becomes ethereal.

After breakfast, Shi Zhong set off again. Last night's hike, let Shi Zhong understand the spirit of heaven and earth, cultivation and cultivation, really to be close to nature, the origin of cultivation is from this heaven and earth, although the power of the Tao has not increased, but Shi Zhong feels that his Dao heart seems to have improved.

This is an open place, but Shi Zhong firmly believes that this place is definitely 108,000 miles away from the land of people, of course. This is an exaggeration, but at least it is impossible to be inhabited in ordinary times, who would be bored enough to go dozens of kilometers deep into the mountains, but where does the faint noise come from?

Shi Zhonghu suspiciously followed the source of the sound. Soon he noticed the anomaly, and he stood on a small hillside and looked down. There were three people fighting in the valley below, and it was extremely fierce, and there was an old man outside the battle circle of the three of them, and he watched coldly.

Shi Zhong didn't have a place to hide his figure, so the moment he appeared, he was caught by the old man, his eyelids were raised slightly, he glanced at Shi Zhong, and continued to pay attention to the battle of the three of them.

None of them are ordinary people!

This made Shi Zhong very surprised, you must know that in such an era, most people are pursuing fame and fortune in the red dust, and how many people will pursue martial arts? And the two young people are obviously people who practice martial arts, and the heat is not shallow, and the sturdy middle-aged man is not simple, with a fist and a palm, the fierce energy erupts, and the air "buzzes". …,

"Bang!"

Finally, the middle-aged man whose chest was already stained with blood received a punch from the young man in the black suit, and his body flew upside down irrepressibly, and the young man's eyes flashed with pride, and he glanced at the young man in the yellow suit next to him, which meant to say: How is it? In the end, it's up to me!

The young man in the yellow suit was a little angry, his eyes staring straight at the middle-aged man flying upside down, as if calculating his foothold, so that he could burst out and kill.

The middle-aged man's body smashed on a pine tree with a thick bowl mouth, the pine tree was crushed, his body fell to the ground, and he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood irrepressibly, which seemed to be mixed with internal organ slag, his face was already white to golden, and he kept coughing.

"Tie Jun, don't be caught yet!" The young man in the yellow suit shouted angrily, and without waiting for the middle-aged man to agree, his body suddenly burst out, like a cheetah, with a cruel smile on his face, as if he saw the scene of the middle-aged man's tragic death, and the first merit of killing the Iron Army will also be recorded in his name, and it will be natural to reward and increase when the time comes.

"Chen Kang, you are tricky!" The young man in the black suit shouted angrily, and at the same time, his body also ran towards the middle-aged man, but he started late, and after all, he lagged behind the young man in the yellow suit.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi didn't say that you are not allowed to cheat!" The young man in the yellow suit laughed wickedly, he had already arrived at the middle-aged man's side, turned his palm into a claw, and pulled it into the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his combat effectiveness, and the young man in the yellow suit also thought so, and sneered, however, the next moment, the young man in the yellow suit suddenly let out a miserable cry in his mouth, and then he only heard a "bang", and the blood splashed, spraying the young man in the black suit who was three meters away from the young man in the yellow suit covered in blood, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly fled backwards.

The old man who had been watching coldly suddenly glared at the middle-aged man, and at this time the middle-aged man stood up "cough cough", his right hand was bloody, and the palm was still stained with minced meat, and with a kick, the body of the young man in the yellow suit fell to the ground with a bang, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and it was vaguely seen that there was a ball of meat constantly beating, but half of the ball of meat had been destroyed.

This meat ball is the heart of a young man in a yellow suit, and it was forced to be poked into it by a middle-aged man who tore his sternum from his chest.

The young man in the black suit was breathing very rapidly, as if he was lacking oxygen, and his heart was pumping blood at a speed several times that of usual.

The voice of the old man of the "Iron Army" was sharp, almost squeezing out of his throat, and at this time his anger rose, because of one of his own negligence, he actually lost an elite, which was unforgivable.

"Ahem" A fierce look flashed on the middle-aged man's face, "Ziyangshan wants to get this thing, it's impossible not to pay a price, cough cough" Holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again, and his body shook a little, it seemed that the blow just now had consumed his whole body strength.

"Tang Ming, the past ended up with him, take the things in his hand!" The old man shouted in a deep voice, and the young man in the black suit, Tang Ming, who was the old man's mouth, was a little cowering and afraid to move forward.

"Haha, the rats of Ziyang Palace, today I am fighting for my life, and I want you all to stay!" The middle-aged man shouted, at this moment, Shi Zhong on the hillside felt that the qi and blood on the middle-aged man's body were extremely vigorous, as if a volcano was churning and would erupt at any time.

"Hmph, you got shot, and you still want to turn the sky upside down!" The old man snorted coldly and glared at Tang Ming, "Cowering, don't respect the commander's order, do you want to be abolished martial arts and clear the master?" ”…,

Tang Ming shrank his head in fright, and said bitterly: "Uncle Shi, that person and that person"

"Wait until you go back and confess!" The old man didn't say much, his body suddenly rose, and he jumped seven or eight meters away, and a few jumps came to the middle-aged man's side, but the middle-aged man smiled coldly, and the hand holding the yellow paper suddenly let go, and a gust of wind blew, and the yellow paper fluttered with the mountain wind.

"You're ruthless!"

The old man wanted to kill the Iron Army with one blow, but this piece of yellow paper is too important, what is the purpose of chasing and killing the Iron Army? Isn't that this yellow paper? Otherwise, why kill the Iron Army for no reason? Who let him get something he didn't deserve, and this thing is what Ziyang Mountain has been begging for many years.

A middle-aged man turned around, didn't care about it, turned to chase after the piece of yellow paper, and shouted at Tang Ming: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Chase the yellow paper in your hands! "A few vertical jumps in the body, but the yellow paper rises higher and higher, higher and higher

On the hillside, Shi Zhong stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the yellow paper was held at his fingertips, and before he could see it, a thick explosion sounded under the hillside: "Little friend, return the yellow paper to me, I thank you heavily!" As he spoke, he ran up the gentle slope.

Shi Zhong had no intention of getting involved in this kind of grievance entanglement, and seeing that both parties were not ordinary people, he didn't want to be involved, and was thinking about how to blackmail later, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the font on the yellow paper, Lishu, Shi Zhong naturally knew.

Last time, I specifically asked Dakong for traditional Chinese characters, Lishu, seal script, etc., although I dare not say how much I know, but I do know a lot, this is also no way, the way of cultivation, if you want to learn from it, then you must know these words.

Lishu reached its peak in the Eastern Han Dynasty, so that is to say, the font on the yellow paper is at least the Eastern Han Dynasty, the time is a long time, I don't know what kind of material this paper is, thousands of years is not rotten, it can be seen that the material is extraordinary. It doesn't seem to be made of ordinary paper, although it is as thin as a cicada's wings, it exudes a tenacity.

However, when Shi Zhong saw these doubts mentioned above, he immediately ran to the back of his head, and his breathing became short.

"The Road to the Foundation" (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )