Early the next morning, the team replenished some food and water, and set out before dawn.

Bunolore is the only small town in the vicinity, and a few dozen kilometers further on, there are no townships, only scattered villages and farms. The next night, they had to spend the night at a farm on the shores of Lake Cheshui.

On the evening of the third day, the same was true.

There are hundreds of villages and farms scattered throughout the Tirisfal Glade, and the Harold Knights, who know this generation well, can always find a place to live so that they don't have to sleep on the streets.

Four or five hundred kilometers from Lordaeron to the Tyrisfa Monastery, even if they are all professionals with good physique (the physical fitness of the mage is also better than that of ordinary people, it is still possible to take a carriage), and it will take a week to walk ten hours, sixty or seventy kilometers a day.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, they walked almost halfway to the entrance of a crater.

"In front of us is the Spider Canyon, which is full of highly poisonous nocturnal spiders, very dangerous, we must rest here for a day, and leave tomorrow morning, and march in a hurry for a day, and strive to pass through the Spider Canyon before the evening, go up the mountain for the night, and we should be able to reach the monastery at noon the day after tomorrow." At this point, it was no longer the Harold Knight who was in charge, but the Paladin Basil.

Because it was close to the Tyrisfa Monastery, he was familiar with it.

Before it got dark, the royal guards began to patrol around, and Harold also went out, and half an hour later brought back a fawn, a guard who was said to have obtained a Lordaeron Royal Chef Certificate II II, cooked, and an hour later the aroma was overflowing, and a roasted whole deer with a bright golden color appeared in front of everyone.

"Nicholas, take a break and get something to eat." Harold walked up to Jiang Zai and handed him half a deer front leg and two slices of bread.

Jiang Zao took it, and he was hungry and ate meat, it tasted really good, and it was much better than crispy bat wings!

"Venison without gutter oil, additives, antibiotics, pesticides, pure natural and pollution-free, one word: delicious!" Jiang Zai was amazed and gave a thumbs up.

He is indeed very hungry, because he has been traveling long distances, dozens of kilometers a day, the energy consumption is huge, three times five divided by two, it doesn't take more than half a deer leg to get it, wiped his mouth and started Tai Chi, the movement is slow and not violent, which is conducive to digestion and absorption.

In the past few days, as long as he has time, he has practiced Tai Chi, Wufowl Opera, Baduanjin, and occasionally practiced thief skills, and lived a very fulfilling life.

Because he was in a hurry all the time, and spent the night on the farm or in the village, Jiang Zai couldn't buy herbs, so he couldn't take a medicinal bath. His internal strength has been growing, but it is still a lot away from breaking through to the third layer of the day after tomorrow, maybe a few more days.

It's helpless.

"Nicholas, what are you doing? So slow, what the Assassins taught you? A new skill invented by Master Onejuus? Harold nibbled on a roasted deer leg and slurred his speech.

He has been observing Jiang Zheng for the past few days, and he always feels that this fifteen-year-old boy has a lot of secrets hidden in him, and what he does is incomprehensible.

A man who has survived the plague of Andorhar!

A man whose Thieves Trials have broken through the sky!

A man who writes novels better than the master of Trouville!

A man who has created a whole new kind of performing art!

The point is, I'm only 15 years old!

Harold had a cute feeling, could it be that he had lived to a dog for thirty-five years in his life? Compared with Nicholas, nine out of ten people in this world should be ashamed of themselves, right?

Compared with Nicholas, the son of his own family who is so arrogant that he bites to death every day is too far behind, right? Nicholas is an eagle flying on the top of the mountains, and his son is a great white goose walking slowly on land!

"Oh, my ancestors once knew a pandaren woman 'Jiang', and learned some training methods from her for pandaren warrior monks, which have been passed down to the present." Jiang Zai is full of nonsense.

During the Zandalar War 11,000 years ago, the Pandaren teamed up with the intelligent dragon creature Cloud Dragon, and the panda woman Jiang formed the Flying Dragon Knights to fight against the Zendalar Empire and eventually won the victory.

The legend of ginger has been circulating in Pandaria!

Although that Jiang Woman has been hanging up for more than 10,000 years, it doesn't matter, the huge Pandaria, can't you find a few people with the surname Jiang? It doesn't matter if you can't find it, who cares about these!

who care！

"Panda people? What's that? An unknown intelligent race? Like kobolds, minotaurs? Harold was confused, he had never heard of "Panda Man" in his life, and not everyone was as knowledgeable as Princess Kalia.

In fact, panda people are rare! In the entire Lordaeron, few people have ever seen a pandaman, and even fewer legends about pandaren, not to mention Harold, even the paladin Basil has never heard of it!

At this time in time, Lao Chen is still wandering around Kalimdor, and the giant tortoise god Mako is carrying the Lost Island, and it is estimated that he is wandering near the Kalimdor continent, and it is impossible to get close to the Eastern Kingdom, and there are probably not a few panda people in the entire Eastern Kingdom, right?

"Panda people? That race in ancient legends? I've seen it in a book of High Elf mages, a very powerful race, once as great as the elves! This race disappeared 10,000 years ago, and there are still people? Master Nolan's voice suddenly rang out.

His eyes were full of doubt and curiosity.

Because in that ancient elven book, the High Elf mage three thousand years ago mentioned that he also heard ancient legends that ten thousand years ago when the High Elves were still part of the Night Elves, there were two great empires in this world:

One is the Night Elf Empire, and the other is the Pandaren Empire!

The Panda People, once as great as the Night Elves, disappeared in that shatter of the heavens and the earth with only a few records, and no one has heard of them since, and even many mages believe that the Panda people are likely to no longer exist and completely wiped out in the collapse of the heavens and the earth!

How did a fifteen-year-old human boy know about the Panda Man?

"Oh, Master Nolan, the Panda people have always lived in a foggy continent, and the Lordaeron Continent has always had their legends, but few people have seen them. As far as I know, about ten years ago, a panda named Storm Storm visited the Barov family in the Kingdom of Alterak. Jiang Zheng explained with a smile.

In fact, he has seen it with his own eyes.

Nicholas, who was only 5 years old at that time, only had a vague impression that the self-proclaimed 'Ecstasy Tyrannical Brother' was invited by Alex Barov, the patriarch of the Barov family, to perform martial arts, and as a result, within ten minutes, he took down a hundred besieging elite guards, and he didn't even sweat, which amazed the audience!

You must know that as the richest family in the Alterac Kingdom, the elite guards of the Barov family are at the same level as the royal guards of Lordaeron!

This is the memory that Jiang Zheng got from the remnant soul, and after the evaluation of the wise brain madness, he believes that the strength of the storm master should be equivalent to the Chinese martial artist who has just entered the innate level, which should not be underestimated.

Hearing Jiang Zheng's words, Master Nolan was thoughtful: "The Barov family? I see. ”